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After Midnight

I don’t have any photos illustrating the color for today’s prompt from City Sonnet, which is midnight blue. I do have a dark blue sweatshirt I could take a selfie in, but it’s too hot. So, I present this cheat pic…

Midnight Sins by Lora Leigh

I rarely give one-star ratings because if a book is that bad, generally I won’t finish it or review it at all. But I did finish this one, probably because of all the hot secks, and it was awful. Apparently I read two more of hers, just to be sure. 🤣

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Image courtesy of Goodreads.

Bloggerz

1. Where is your usual location for meeting friends?

Before the lockdown, we used to have dinner at various local restaurants a couple times per month, and usually once a month there was a game night at someone’s home.

2. What is your favourite time of the day and has it changed recently due to current events?

I have become an “afternoon person.” I usually have the most energy then and feel my best. This has gradually changed from being a “morning person” over the past decade.

3. What do you find embarrassing to talk or write about?

[Or do you not suffer with this?]

I’ve quit discussing in depth how I’ve failed at every romantic relationship or attempt thereof. It’s not really all their fault.

4. What will you NEVER write about?

I don’t write much about work.

[Why?]

Because.

5. Do you ever read erotic fiction or exotic literature of another kind?

I used to, but it’s become tedious unless it’s part of a real story, which it usually isn’t.

6. How confident are you about …. you?

It varies. I know we’re supposed to say RAH RAH CONFIDENT! But that’s BS. Everyone makes mistakes, including me. I recognize them and I apologize for them. I don’t see others doing so much of this, so in a weird, twisted way, this makes me feel superior. I’m so cool with myself and my imperfect humanness that I can say hey I’m gonna screw up again and that’s okay. I see others strutting around with their memes and their fragile egos calling everyone else “stupid” for disagreeing with anything, and I smirk at them. Oo rant! 😜

7. Do you think in today’s digital climate with social media and so on … that people have too much to say and that they should be quieter or that people still are not talking enough?

They should definitely STFU… so they could hear what I have to say. I mean, really! 🤣

8. Do you censor your own writing before publishing?

[As in prevent yourself from writing or expressing certain things the way you really want to?]

Well, duh. If I didn’t, everything would be a rant.

9. If you weren’t already you upon waking to a new day, who would you want to be the next time you wake up?

[Why?]

Someone without headaches and other chronic pain! 😡

10. Have you done everything with your life you set out to when younger or are there still things you wish to achieve?

No. I meant to find my soul mate or life partner or however you wish to term the person you feel good sharing everything with, but I failed at that, and it was the most important thing. Raising great kids was also important, but now they’re on their own and I’m alone. 😢

11. What do you use when creating your blog posts and what would you sing the praises of with regards the creation of written content as opposed to a desktop or a laptop?

[If you do use a Desktop or a Laptop please also let me know]

Mostly the WordPress app for iPhone.

12. Do you give your readership what they want or what they need? What do you as a content writer and creator get from that for you?

I write what I want. I don’t know what my readers need. They seemed to enjoy dating stories, but I don’t have any more.

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Written for Rory’s 12 Bloggerz.

Images from Bitmoji.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

PFF46: Do It Again

Flashback Friday

Welcome to Paula’s Friday Flashback! This is a challenge begun by Fandango and it’s fun to see what we posted back when (as well as the comments). The post below is a reblog of a post I made exactly 8 years ago.

The Do-Over

I’m trying to get back in writing mode because I was so into it a few weeks ago after getting that email re my story going in an anthology. I got so excited about editing two of my novels (one finished, one a colossal mess worth saving), and also writing another O&C adventure, which I have absolutely clearly detailed in my mind.

(Sorry I can’t elaborate on O&C here. If you don’t know and want to, email me.)

But it’s been kinda hard to get in a romance-writing mood, to say the least, with all the stuff that’s been happening with my father. I know that a “real writer” would be able to put all that out of her mind and just get on with it already, but ugh. I have to be in somewhere within a reasonable range of the mood.

So, I perused some  novels at the drugstore, and even bought a couple, started them. Was thinking about the kind of romances I really like, and don’t. There are an infinite variety of settings, but only a handful of actual themes.

One very popular one, that I dislike intensely, is the do-over. This is where two people who’ve already failed at a relationship must get together again (because their child is kidnapped or the earth is about to be vaporized and only they can rescue/save — together). The protags have learned and grown in the years apart and are now much more evolved and able to see each other differently bla de bla. They fall in love all over again but in a better way, rescue the child, save the planet, live happily ever after. I hate that.

My feeling is that if it didn’t work the first time, it’s not going to. Plus also I don’t believe people actually change, not fundamentally. So there you go.

OTOH, probably my favorite motif is the screwed-up identity one.  This is would be something like a woman invents a fantasy fiance for whatever reason (to take title to an estate, forex) and then some strange guy arrives in the middle of a crowded party announcing he is the fiance. The woman has to play along. The man has his own mysterious purpose for doing this (he’s trying to ferret out a double agent in the military, say). And the whole thing goes on from there, completely tangled, drawing the protags closer, until there’s only one possible outcome — they have to get married, have insanely wonderful sex, and LHEA.

Hard to do these identity mix-ups in contemporaries because people would be Googling everyone else like mad. Or is that just me? No, I think we all Google. Who wouldn’t Google?

Anyway. I do have a novel started with an identity mix-up, but I have to sort out the details. There’s a lot of computer stuff and police work I have to finesse, and unlike real writers I don’t want to do any boring research. I just want to make shit up. And I have another novel that’s finished, though completely messed-up, with the protags lying about their purposes for being where they are, which should end up being wildly ironically funny, but it needs a ton of work. These are not the same two novels I mentioned in the first paragraph, if anyone cares.

Oh, my short story that’s getting published is a do-over. You should know by now I’m inconsistent. 

Actually, there’s a simple explanation. When you have these erotica type of things where there’s only 5K words to play with and most of them have to involve sex, it’s very difficult to set things up quickly unless the characters already know each other.

But I never would write a novel d0-over. You can take that to the bank.

/end reblog

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©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Exciting News!

Dangerous Curves Ahead

Before I get started on my “normal” weekly posts, I want to share with you how thrilled I am that Dangerous Curves Ahead will be coming out this Thursday, August 29! As you can see from the lovely graphic, a story from my nom de plume Anna Fondant will be in the collection. Yayyy! 😍❤️🎉

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© 2019 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Paula’s Friday Flashback

Fandango has yet another great idea! Is there no end to them? (Rhetorical.) He suggests we repost an older post today to give our readers a {{{ fLAsHBacK }}} to days gone bye. Now, I am not following directions precisely (when do I ever?) cuz I used to not only skip bunches of days but also delete posts on whims. Crazy wot? So, this particular post I’m sharing is dated June 6, 2011, which was yesterday. Deal with it!

More on Romance and Porn

Because you are not tired of this topic yet, nope. 🙂

(Look, it was either this or complaining about how my dad can’t handle his banking any longer and now I have to pay his bills on top of all my other monumental burdens like, um, deciding whether to blog or hem my beige pants.)

So this Salon article, which was criticizing a hit piece targeting romance novels, purportedly set out to defend both porn and romance, but did neither very well. Sometimes I wonder why I visit Salon at all; so much of the writing is pure crap.

But that’s not what I’m here to discuss. I followed the link to the KSL article warning women away from the potential addiction of romance novels, which I have to say was much better written than the Salon piece, even if you disagreed with it. I suppose there is a nugget of truth to the idea that if you spend all day every day reading about perfect alpha fantasy men you’ll eventually find your own normal lump of a husband not measuring up in comparison, but most women aren’t going to be consuming romance novels like the way they eat bags of Snickers bars in the closet for Pete’s sake.  (Not SAYIN’ anyone here does that with the Snickers bars, ahem.)

Never mind that in any case. I followed a sidebar link from the KSL piece to Moore to the Point’s romance novel bloggery. Obviously this is a religious dude with an agenda, but so what if he makes a good argument, I say. And I’m saying that.

Both are based on an illusion. Pornography is based on the illusion of a perfectly willing, always aroused partner without the “work” of relational intimacy. Often romance novels or their film equivalents do the same thing for the emotional needs of women that pornography offers for the erotic urges of men.

And in both cases, what the “market” wants is sameness. Men want the illusion of women who look just like women but are, in terms of sexual response, just like men. Women want the illusion of men who are “real” men, but, in terms of a concept of romance, are just like women. In both artificial eros and artificial romance, there is the love of the self, not the mystery of the other.

Ooh. Interesting, no? I think so! Discuss. I have to get ready for work.

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I don’t actually have to get ready for work today, June 7, 2019, cuz I took the day off to celebrate National Donut 🍩 Day!

P.S. My dad passed away March 11, 2013.

On Sex and Poetry

Here’s a weird thing that I may have discussed before, but I don’t recall because Alzheimers, so we will go through it again.

Me and my two commenters, that is. (Rude.)

When I began writing a suspense novel, no one asked me if I’d ever committed a murder or had one attempted on me. No one asked if there had been any murder incidences among close friends or family members. People assumed the story was fictional, which of course it was. (BWAHAHAHA fools.)

But when I write a romance/erotica story I invariably get someone going uh duh is that YOU? Are you writing from experience heh heh heh? Gah, so annoying. At least when I wrote the crazy dragon thing no one asked that. But why not? I don’t understand why no one asked if I’d had sex with a dragon or at least an alligator. Weirddd.

But I write a threesome and it’s all BAM… did you do that??? Like I have enough imagination to write about a freaking dragon but not two chicks getting it on with some dude. Nope nope. I must have been one of them.

And poetry… geez, give me a break. Poems can be totally fictional, hello! Mine mostly are, though I do sometimes eat avocados.

Mmm avocado…

It’s all lies and guacamole around here, my peeps. Trust me, I’m a liar.

SL&G

Not So Purrfect

OK, so in my continuing mission to read various sub-genres of romance novels, and blab about them to y’all, I recently finished an adult shape-shifter story. If you recall (and why wouldn’t you?), I previously reviewed a young adult dragon shifter story and to my surprise enjoyed it quite a bit.

Not so the case with Her Purrfect Match by Milly Taiden. Gawd, what a pile of dreckage. Where to begin?

1. Loads of errors. I realize that we can’t all afford an editing service, but geez it’s awfully distracting to have screw-ups throughout. (Plus Taiden is a very popular Amazon author, with 363 reviews on HPM alone, so you would think… )

2. No attempt at explaining how the tiger-peeps came to exist or how they shape-shift, what it feels like to the shifter, how an observer experiences it, etc. In the dragon story, I felt the wings stretching under the skin and the emotional conflict associated with shifting. Here? Nothing. Just bam, he’s a tiger now.

3. There was nothing “tigery” or even weird about the guy when human. He was simply an Alpha male who liked a lot of hot sex in the usual ways. So, why bother with tigerness at all?

4. Author uses tigerness as a lame excuse for the usual noncommittal sex men like to engage in, with the only twist that Tigerman needs to reproduce because enemies, or whatever thing. Again, there is no reason for him to be part tiger. He is just an ordinary jerk, until of course he is REFORMED BY LURVE.

5. The heroine is annoyingly insecure about her “curves” and also super-dumb in much of the book. Forex, she doesn’t catch on that she actually stumbled onto the man she’d been shifter-matched up with even after he keeps giving tiger cues. I wanted to smack her. Duh! It’s him! The guy! TIGER DUDE.Ugh.

So, while I am a tiny bit curious about the heroine’s friend who gets matched with two wolf-shifters, I think I’ll pass.

(TWO WOLVES! Polywolfism. Is that a thing?)

Tiger snadwich

Novelist Fail

This is an interesting piece about someone who tried really hard to market a romance novel and totally failed. We hear so much about the successes (such as the one mentioned in the article), which I am not always sure are 100% true. Like did someone really make a fortune writing about dino sex? Super hard to believe. Regardless, the pieces on supposedly astronomical sales of some crazy thing are published regularly because people like to read them. Some of us get inspired by them.

But it’s also true that misery loves company, so when I read Jowita’s account of how she had a completed RN, maybe not perfectly following the formula but close enough, designed a cover, promoted herself on Twitter, etc., and sold only $8 worth of books… I felt better. After all, I don’t nearly promote my writing as much as Jowita did and I’ve made a lot more than that.

Still, $30/month is hardly worth spending a gazillion more hours writing my RN’s in progress. I kinda like the idea that I could just stop now and do something else. OTOH, I may finish anything I’ve started because OCD.

In the eternal battle between the impetus to inertia and the compulsion to line up All The Things, the smart money is on… ?

Ketchup

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Hai hai howarya? It’s been a while. Hope all is well with my favorite blogpeeps.

I know Anna Fondant has been busy… check out her latest poast.

I just finished It Ain’t Me, Babe, a super hot, super thrilling story of romance and bikers and cults and gore galore. Sort of like Sons of Anarchy on amphetamines. I told Anna about it and she was all like, DUDE, that inspires me to write a biker-dragon story. Oh yeah, Anna’s been writing dragon romance (what a nut).

Me, I’m just trudging along writing that book that never ends, it goes on and on my friends… started in nineteen-eighty-nine, to finish would be so fine… but it’s the book that never ends, it goes on and on my friends…

I’ve also been writing dark poetry like a 14 year old, so that’s um er… interesting.

Sadly, I have not tried any new cupcakes, but I did notice something you can put on your list for my birthday next year ~ oooOOOOooo!

No cat pics today. Come back tomorrow. *mwah*

Erotica Review

I read Susie Bright’s Three The Hard Way (Susie presented the three novellas, which were written by different people)… and I was a little surprised that this is considered “erotica.”

I mean, yes, there was sex and a lot of it, but the stories didn’t seem designed to titillate the reader. In fact, the first novella, “The Motion of the Ocean,” was rather gross. None of the sex scenes were arousing; they were scary and sad and desperate and disgusting. But the novella itself was superbly well written and I felt bad when Collette’s story came to an end. I enjoyed it so much I’m going to check out more writing from Tsaurah Litzky.

The next two novellas were written by men… and I didn’t enjoy them as much as Litzky’s. “The Widow” by Greg Boyd had an interesting device ~ sort of a story within a story ~ that was kind of interesting, but the entire thing was a set-up to a predictable ending. Not that this is so terrible (it’s what I expected from erotica), but since I read Litzky’s first, I was hoping for more.

The last story, “Shadow of A Man” by William Harrison, was too political and erratic for me. I wanted to read about love and sex and I got apartheid and death. Wha? OK, there was plenty of sex in there, too, but eh. I couldn’t really care about the main character enough to fully appreciate the story.

The takeaway though is this ~ erotica isn’t necessarily a bunch of mindless sex, as I had thought. There can be plenty of solid, meaty (sorry!) good storytelling along with the more salacious sections.

I’m glad I expanded my horizons here. 🙂