Monday, March 31, 2014

Spring Lilacs

I had to share the photos of these magnificent spring lilacs from a friends house. It is truly spring. We are buying a new home. I've had the kayak in the water twice. I won money in a raffle! And at midnight I'm going to officially start Camp Nanowrimo after a month off of any serious word counting, publishing weekly type of writing. Wish me luck!

Saturday, March 22, 2014

But MY protagonists are whores...

I'm reading a pretty good book (but a wee disappointing) by a best selling well known mystery (romance) author.

There are two strong, intelligent, vital women protagonists who have excellent jobs with various law enforcement agencies in it.

There is one rather mysterious man who is a good guy or bad guy depending on how you look at vigilantes.

Now the mystery man has moved to town, bought a house, bought a car, and started dating his real estate agent in the period of two days.  She dates him for a few days - sleeping with him on the first date and planning her life with him by the third, and then is killed (by someone else).

At her funeral, he chats again with the #2 woman protagonist who is investigating the real estate womans death.  He takes her to dinner, she sleeps with him, five days later (most of which is spent on the crime, having dinner with him - he cooks - or in his bed) he tells her that he has plenty of money, and they could move to anywhere she would like to live and she can work or not as she wishes.  She agrees to do this as soon as she wraps up this crime.

The #1 protagonist is "on vacation".  She is nearly raped the second day and goes to the ER where she meets an attractive doctor.  The next day - after a near rape - she goes to dinner with him.  Two days later she goes to bed with him.  Five days later he more or less lives with her, applies to work at her agency, gets the job (in one day - as if any law agency hires someone in a day), and she informs him he can live with her in her other home when she returns to work.

So, in less than a week, these couples have met, dined, had sex, and planned their entire future to be together, including ditching excellent jobs, picking up and moving across country to places where they have no friends or family - all for someone they met a week ago and exchanged CVs and dinner with.


Slut that I am I dated my first husband a year before I married him.  I dated my second husband more than a year before I married him.  Having dinner once, sleeping with a man after the second dinner out, and then planning your life with him in one week?  Maybe if you are a helpless, poor woman with no education and half a dozen children desperate to hitch your wagon to any passing engine.  (Which is how charming wife abusers manage to get married so easily).  But for an intelligent, educated, childless single woman with a great career to jump in bed (yeah, that actually doesn't bother me at all) and then whammo we are a couple and I'll quit my job and move to another state - fuck this great life I have here you are a man who fucked me well for a week woohooo let me drop everything for you?  Yeah, I have a problem with the idea that THIS is acceptable and believable - but my protagonists are stupid whores.

Apparently the difference is if you jump in bed with him and five days later are planning to spend your whole life with him, you are a correct woman.  If you jump in bed with him, say "wow that was fun we should do it again some time" and then continue on with your own great life, you are a whore.

Damn.  Glad I'm a whore.  The world needs more whores.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Tipping Points

Could this one extra book written and pubished in February be my "tipping point"?  I meditate, and I've been listening to Christie Marie Sheldon's Unlimited Abundance and every time I turn around this book kept coming up at me.

"He Wants To Swing" was always on the top of the list of articles I felt would expand beautifully into a small how-to type of book, but it needed far more rewriting and expansion and re-organizing than the stories.  It is the article, the book, the big sister I wish I had thirty years ago when my first husband decided he wanted to have an open marriage.  It is less about the practicalities of meeting people to swing with and making arrangements and more about "what is he thinking?" and "what am I thinking" and "what is going to happen to us".

That question, request or thought - "let's try an open marriage" can become the tipping point of a relationship.  It can be the point at which you and your partner reach a deeper, more honest, more meaningful relationship - or it can be the beginning of the end.

Not that I am a relationship counselor by any means, but I've lived a full life - swinging - and gone through a lot of things and talked to people who have been through all variety of experiences so I do think I have a bit of wisdom to share on this subject. Been there, done that, got the g-string and now I've written the book.  It is free for the next few days on Amazon.  I believe it is important enough and useful enough I let it skip over the queue and put it up free as soon as I could.

I expect it to have a much wider appeal than the little sex stories or the other sex how-to books I have up right now.  Will it be the tipping point for me?  The book that puts me past one or two sales a day into Kindle millionaire territory?  Well, my subconscious seems to think it could...

Living on the down low

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