Project! Yay! Research time…

You know…if the NSA or FBI or whomever ever decides they need to confiscate my computer, i’m going to be in so much trouble! HA. The things i’ve googled in the name of research–  ahem… anyway…

Today, instead of spending all day writing, i found myself doing a little bit of research for my next book. This as yet untitled story is going to be an erotic Victorian BDSM piece. What? I’m not entirely sure. I haven’t worked on an outline or plot (yes, this one is PWP) or decided on characters – no. Today was all about researching toys and technique… Obviously, the implements and applications we have these days can’t be used. Hell, i can’t even use many slang words! That itself isn’t a bad thing – it will force me to do more showing than telling, and isn’t that the point?

So, my first question is: what would a Victorian Dom have at his disposal?

And the answer: a whole lot more than you think!

I began by thinking about him. My Dom. What he’s like, what he does, how he presents himself to society – and i’ve decided that he’s probably going to be a somewhat respected Physician (in Victorian England, gentlemen were not required to attend medical school or even have a proper license to be a Physician – there’s a scary thought – it also explains a bit about why ‘Female Hysteria’ was treated with manual masturbation – from the doctor – instead of other means), which means he will have a certain social respectability without the inconvenience of all that pesky work. Surgeons and Apothecary’s were also serving medical needs, one cut you open and the other dolled out drugs and wives tale cures.

But, this opens the door for Medical implements: A speculum, Pinwheel, hydrotherapy machines, Rectal dilators – yes it’s a thing. They were used for constipation, but honestly, all i see is a butt plug.


They used medicinal chastity devices etc… not only were they for chronic masturbators, which is quite the punishment, but also for individuals with venereal diseases.


and don’t those look fun?

There are also household items…feather dusters were invented in 1835, clothespins were 1834, so tickling and zippering are in!

As far as spankings go – a hand is always useful, but paddles have been around for a long time too, so have whips and quirts, and the cat o’ nine tales. They also used a ‘Birch’ which is basically a bundle of birch twigs… all for various uses and including self flagellation.

Now, obviously, i can’t use velcro. Velcro was mainstream by the late 1950’s, so the neoprene and velcro cuffs are out — but in place of those, there are many restraint options: Rope, silk, scarves, and even fetters (aka prison shackles)

Condoms have been around for centuries, but they were expensive – everything from sheep guts (which Casanova used) to a rubber-type job made by Goodyear (yes…that Goodyear). They also ranged in what they covered, some only covered the glands (which is the tip) and some sheathed the entire thing…all of them sound extremely uncomfortable. Boys, be thankful for latex.

Now the important stuff…

Dildoes (yes, they spelled it with an E) or the ‘Ladies Syringe’ – which ranged from wood to ivory to ‘india-rubber’ and glass. They varied in size, shape, color – some were even inlaid with GOLD.

This bad boy is from the stone-age…

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and these guys, which are actually from 18th century France, not Victorian England…10 and 11 inches.


Like today, they come in all shapes and sizes – even religious icons… lol.

India brought sultry spices, the Kama Sutra and Arabian Nights and the Chinese brought us cock rings made of ivory and geisha balls (early ben-wa balls). At least the Chinese had sense enough to carve them out of material – other area’s of the world were using goat eyes…the eyelid part with the eyelashes. Yes. They treated the eyelid to preserve it, and stiffened the eyelashes…to pleasure the female.

I have never been so grateful for vulcanized rubber in my entire life.

And, i saved this for last… I found many wonders today, but nothing skeeved me out quite like this…


This creepy looking device is a ‘vaginal washer’ …thats right… that little crank on the side spins the brass tines around inside a woman’s vaginal vault to “clean” it. Apparently, a hose apparatus could also be attached, giving it a douche effect. I mean…who? I can’t even- it’s a fucking eggbeater! If Ted Bundy were a Victorian Surgeon, he probably would have used something like this. Hell, he probably would have used it regardless – this isn’t medical, or cleanliness, it’s torture!

Honorable mention (since it’s non-Victorian): first blow-up doll: 1904! can you believe that!? They figure out the whole rubber thing and the first thing the guy does is make a chick…? lol. Kidding. Kidding, i’m suuuure there was more to it than that…

Do Over!

Last blog post was Jan 7… that’s still better than i did last year, but i suck at blogging! Lets try this again!

I’ve been working on organizing things… A lot of my time has gone to goodreads and trying to get my author page going. Please check it out – and by all means – if you have read anything i have published, please RATE IT and LEAVE A REVIEW! You have no idea how much that helps me out! Unrated/Unreviewed books are basically invisible to readers, it would mean so much!

Of course, if you hated it, i want to know that as well… Just warn me first so i can go pick up a pint of ice cream and some chocolate. You can’t make things better if you don’t know what’s wrong, right?

Also, this month is Camp Nanowrimo (Nanowrimo, for those who don’t know is ‘National Novel Writing Month’, which is actually November, but this is like summer camp for authors!) I’m 6k words away from my goal and it appears as if i will actually finish on time – yay!

Wish me luck!

Daily Drabble #1

I have my doubts about being able to do this daily, but i’m gonna try dammit!

One of the most important things for me, as a writer, is to sit down and write everyday. It doesn’t matter what, i just need to get some words on a page. If it happens on the current story i’m working on — cool — if not, i don’t beat myself up over it. My goal is either 5 pages or 1500 words, which is minuscule, but totally do-able.

Anyway… One of the things on the list i got recently from my publisher was Erotic Westerns, so i’ve been thinking about this story for about 2 months…i still haven’t worked out any kind of outline. I know there will be a gunfight, a whorehouse, and a train (or Stagecoach) robbery…that’s it. I’m still world building and developing characters.

Well, i didn’t my goal yet today, i only hit 1350 words, but i’m also not done yet…

The story is still untitled and was inspired by this pic :


His spurs chimed as he turned on his heel and sauntered back toward the poker players. The half-rotted wooden planks beneath his feet creaked and wobbled as he moved. Jack remained cool and calm as he leaned forward and swept the pot. His sandy brown hair matted with sweat, despite the tonic. The trademark dimples, which according to many a lady were as dangerous as his pistols, slid into his cheeks and those plush pink lips arched turning the expression into more of a smirk than smile.

“Gentleman.” Dash acknowledged all of the players sitting at the table, even those who were no longer in the game. He counted heads, six to one, outnumbering his friend. The smell of blood had hit the air, and the poker table had gathered a few bloodthirsty spectators. “Mind if I sit in this hand?”

“Not at all.” Jack gestured to a currently occupied chair. “Have a seat.”

“Deviltry is what this is,” the man slobbered. “You goddamned son of a bitch!”

Dash tipped his hat back. “Deviltry?”

“You must temper your reply, Dashell. Our friend, Mr. Baird, here is just a little weak north of the ears.”

Baird had a face puckered like wet sheepskin, tinged red with the heat of anger. He rocked forward in his chair, fists gripped tight around his cards. Yellowed teeth clenched, air whistling through them in a quick, harsh pant. The man was about to explode and Jack only encouraged him. Baird grumbled about the loss of his gold and being cheated, but didn’t bother to cease play.

“Haven’t you had enough?”

“My friend, there is never enough.”

“I meant of this game.”

Jack lifted an incredulous eyebrow. “Game? Poker is a science, Dashell, the highest court in Texas said so.”

Baird tossed his cards and slammed the table, folding his hand. “Goddamned son of a bitch! I knew you was cheatin’!”

How he had gotten ‘cheating’ out of ‘science’ was anyone’s guess. “You see,” nodded Jack. “If brains were dynamite, he wouldn’t have enough to blow his nose! Baird, need I remind you, you watched the dealer count and shuffle the deck yourself.”

His face ticked. He fondled the holstered gun hanging on his hip. “Well…shit.”


Eve’s Paradise is Available!

Eve’s Paradise Is now available at Smashwords, download a sample! If you like it, buy the book!

I plan to add more stories to Smashwords, like i’ve been promising my readers for months — i will — this is only the beginning! I’m also polishing up two stories to submit to my publisher, I’ll have to let you know how it goes!

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Snippet from Eve’s Paradise…

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New Year, New Blog!

Happy 2015 Readers… (only 3 days late, don’t judge me! LOL)


I plan to do much better this year. This year, my resolution is to blog *something* every day, so there will be more posts, there will be more snippets of things i’m working on, things i find inspirational, and perhaps even a give away or two! Eventually, i would like to be able to sell my full stories from one website, until then, links will have to do…

Also, i’ve added a donation button… Everything on this site is free, but if you like what you’re reading, help a girl out!

Published @ Cobblestone Press :

Stella’s Diner

A steamy proposition in a nightclub brings James and Call-Girl Amelia Pierce together for a late night hook up at Stella’s Diner. He waits for his high-priced date, while she considers flaking out. She changes her mind again and heads to Stella’s… The duo head to his place, but once they reach the building, Amy’s panicked to learn her ‘john’ isn’t just another client—he’s also her new neighbor! Passion and a genuine, mutual attractions erupt between them. Amy and James can’t get each other out of their minds. Will she risk all for another encounter with him?

Pieces of Eight

Off the coast of Santiago, a Merchant ship sails for Spanish Town, Jamaica, carrying a goods dealer and his blushing bride, Francine. Days into the journey, the notorious Captain Ewan Wells and his First Mate, Handsome Jackson, attack their sloop. Fanny hides as the Pirate crew plunders the ship; Lucas attempts to barter his duffle—exchanging all his worldly possession for his life.

Captain Wells agrees and takes it all, including Fanny… They sail the Caribbean, dodging the King’s Pirate Hunter, and head north to New Providence seeking more crewmen. Ewan faces new challenges as he falls for spunky Fanny.

Available on Smashwords :

The Blind Date  ( This Title is FREE )

Grace waits in a bar, stood up by her blind date. As she readies to leave, the unexpected happens… Adonis himself sweeps into the bar, sights set on her! Without so much as a kind hello, he sweeps her into a passionate kiss. He suggests she forget the other guy, and spend the date with him. Things heat up quickly when he suggests they go back to his place instead…

Finding Mr. Darcy

After another read thru of Jane Austen’s popular novel, Pride and Prejudice, Alexandra Franco resumes her search for her own Mr. Darcy. On an otherwise normal morning, she realizes he might have been right in front of her all along, in the form of her ex-husband Liam! With this new revelation, Alex decides it may be worth it rekindle that romance. She knows the old passion is still there, and sets out to see just how hot that fire burns!

Disclaimer: All titles contain explicit adult content and may not be suitable for minors, or people who don’t enjoy sex.

Coming soon to Smashwords — a little BDSM action : Eve’s Paradise …i’ll post a snippet tomorrow!

Abject Failure!

So, i had planned to update this blog regularly. To make something of it. Which, of course, didn’t happen. I can’t even keep a reliable diary – why would i be able to do a blog? I’m online everyday, writing, researching, playing on tumblr and twitter…i just couldn’t make it happen.


I’m going to try again.

Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month – ) is once again upon us! I’m entering again this year, for the 4th time. Though, my entry is only partially outlined at this point, i do plan to complete the challenge! So, as an added support step, i’m going to track my progress here too! So, you’ll get to read all the ups and downs of the writing process, and i may even posts snippets of the story!

Sounds like a plan, right? November 1st, here i come!

Also: If you happen to be participating as well, feel free to add me as a buddy on the nano site!