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A Scarlet Christmas by D.L. King (@d_l_king)

A Scarlet ChristmasHi Lucy and thanks so much for having me on your blog! I’ve got a new novella out, which is kind of unusual for me as I mostly edit anthologies and write short stories. But this one is special, at least to me. It’s a femdom retelling of Dickens’ A Christmas Carol.

I started writing this years ago, but put it down and forgot about it. A few months ago, I was going through my bits and pieces (sometimes they give me ideas and sometimes, I decide I need to work on one of them) when I came across the two or three paragraphs I’d written. Evidently the time was right because I actually started dreaming about the story. I’d wake up and want to write down what I’d been dreaming about.

I have to say, I really love this story. It makes me laugh and brings tears to my eyes. And, of course, it makes me hot, too.

It’s a book as much about New York at Christmas time, as it is about learning to care for fellow humans on the planet and lead a good life—and maybe even have fun while you’re doing it.

I do want to warn your readers, though, it isn’t a romance, as stated on Amazon. There really isn’t any love match at all. It’s all about learning a hard lesson and getting on with your life. That’s not to say there isn’t plenty of sex, because there absolutely is! I don’t think anyone can say I don’t put enough of the good stuff in my work.

I thought I’d add a little excerpt, just to give you a taste. This little clip doesn’t have any sex in it. It’s just a bit of an introduction to what you might expect to find. Of course, I think you should buy it now, so you can read it on Christmas, but that’s me.

Excerpt:

Ebenezer looked from side to side. Nothing that could be used as a weapon. He got out of bed and, as he stepped onto the floor, the board he landed on squeaked. The door was locked, buying him time. Where was his phone? Just as he realized he must have left it downstairs, a voice on the other side of the door spoke.

“Eb, are you in there? I don’t want to frighten you. Do you mind if I come in?”

“Who are you? What do you want?” Ebenezer barked, though his voice wavered a bit.

“Eb, it’s me, Sherman. Look, do you mind if I come in? It’s really cold out here.”

“Sherman? Sherman Tindall? Sherman Tindall’s dead. I’m calling the police!”

“Look, Eb, I’m really sorry, but I’m on a tight schedule, you know. I don’t have time and it really is cold in your hallway.” As Ebenezer watched, a gray mist issued from under the door, eventually coalescing into a somewhat transparent, 3D image of his old friend, Sherman Tindall.

“Sherman, it is you. What the devil are you doing here?” Ebenezer asked. “I mean, how did you… what did you do to… I mean, you’re dead—aren’t you?”

“My god, man, don’t you heat this house? Well, this room’s a little warmer than the hall, but really. You’ll catch your death. Mark my words. And I know what I’m talking about,” and he put his semi-solid index finger against the side of his semi-solid nose and tapped twice.

“Heat costs money, Sherman, and why am I arguing with a ghost? You’re not even here. I’m still asleep and having a nightmare—probably from that substandard Chinese food I had for dinner. That’s the last time I order from those guys.”

“You’re not having a nightmare,” Sherman said, “and you have more money than God. Spend a little. That’s what it’s for. You can’t take it with you and don’t I know it? And actually, that’s why I’m here. I can’t stay long.”

“Pity,” Ebenezer said.

Sherman’s ghost huffed and mumbled something about drawing the short straw. “Look, you’ve got to change your ways before it’s too late. I learned too late and look what my afterlife is like. I counted you as a friend in life and I don’t want to see you follow in my footsteps.”

“Why, what’s so bad about your afterlife? You’re out, visiting friends—whether they want you to, or not—what do you expect?”

A high-pitched scream issued from the ghost and then a low moan. He opened his coat and Ebenezer could see a host of tiny creatures pulling and tearing at Sherman’s insides. His organs were ripped to shreds and the walls of his stomach were torn and bleeding. “An eternity of pain, that’s what awaits you.”

Ebenezer shrank back. “Sherman, that’s terrible. Let me call someone, a doctor or something.”

“There’s nothing that can be done. Not for me. I’m dead, remember? I’m only here to warn you.”

“Warn me about what, Sherman?”

“Three spirits will come for you tonight. Do not mock them or it will go worse for you. Trust me on this. They are powerful and they know what you need.” Ebenezer opened his mouth. “No. You must do as they tell you. They are come to help you and that’s all I can say.” Another scream ripped through the silence that followed and was almost immediately cut off. Sherman was gone, leaving Ebenezer standing at the foot of his bed with his hand against his heart.

He added wood to the fire and banked it, then poured another two fingers of scotch and crawled back into bed. That was crazy. He knew he was awake, but that couldn’t have happened. There were no such things as ghosts. He took a drink of scotch and leaned back against his pillows. “Must have been a dream,” he muttered before falling back asleep.

 

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D. L. King
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My Awesome Trip to NYC #holiday #vacation #reading

How I coped with a 3am start.

How I coped with a 3am start.

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Hi everyone,

If you follow my blog/social media, you’ll know I recently went on a week’s vacation to New York City. I’d been saving up for it for a while as a special trip – and it was amaaazing! I wore out a pair of shoes with all the walking, but it was worth it 😉

I’m not going to write a huge blog post about everything I did because that would take aaaaages, and I’d rather spend that time writing some fiction and lining up some more releases. I’m sure you would prefer I did that, too, huh? 😉

Perving on Philip Winchester

Perving on Philip Winchester

Here are a few highlights: Central Park, Freedom Tower, 9/11 Memorial, the fact that there were tons of ads for new shows Blindspot and The Player everywhere, so it meant I got regular glimpses of Sullivan Stapleton and Philip Winchester, boat trip around Lower Manhattan, providing fantastic views back to Manhattan, and of Liberty Island, Ellis Island, Governors Island, New Jersey and Brooklyn, the New York Public Library, the Stonewall Inn, Cathedral of St. John the Divine. And last, but certainly not least, the reading I did. Rather, I left this until last because this is what I wanted to expand on.

Reading from Eyes Wide Open

Reading from Eyes Wide Open

It all happened rather quickly (as did the booking of the trip in the first place), but the fabulous Lori Perkins runs a regular reading series in NYC, and as soon as I knew I was going Stateside, I dropped her an email to see if I could take part. Long story short, she said yes, and organised an absolutely amazing evening at the People Kitchen & Lounge, where I debuted a reading from Eyes Wide Open. My fellow readers were as follows. The lovely Laura Antoniou, who read from her work in progress. D. L. King, who also read a snippet from her work in progress. Mara White, who I wasn’t previously familiar with, read from her latest release. And Debra Hyde treated us to a section from her Charlotte Olmes (F/F retelling of Sherlock Holmes) series. It was amazing to meet all these lovely ladies for the first time – D. L. King in particular, as I missed her last time she was in the UK. I had a fabulous evening meeting and chatting to like-minded folk, and am very grateful to Lori for pulling it all together in record time. I loved every minute and felt rather famous after Lori’s fantastic introduction!

L-R: Laura Antoniou, Lori Perkins, D.L. King, me, Mara White, Debra Hyde.

L-R: Laura Antoniou, Lori Perkins, D.L. King, me, Mara White, Debra Hyde.

Me trying authentic American iced tea for the first time. I didn't like it. Prefer the regular, hot, British kind ;)

Me trying authentic American iced tea for the first time. I didn’t like it. Prefer the regular, hot, British kind 😉

I was also fortunate enough to spend some time with the gorgeous F. Leonora Solomon. We’ve met before at Eroticon, so again, once I knew I was heading to NYC, I touched base with her. She came to the aforementioned reading, and also, bless her, trekked all the way across Manhattan to have breakfast with me and my other half on the day we were due to go home. It was fantastic to have that extra time with her, chatting about everything and nothing, about smut and not smut. And I think she was rather a fan of the deli we chose to eat in!

Overall, I had an absolutely fantastic time in NYC. I walked miles, took a ridiculous amount of photos, wore out a pair of shoes, and, happily, gained plenty of inspiration. I’ve already started writing a story with a Manhattan setting, and I’m sure as months and years pass by, there will be more – inspiration often strikes me waaaay after I visit a place. I didn’t quite get to see everything I wanted to, but hey, it’s an excuse to go back, isn’t it?

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

New Release: Fifty Writers on Fifty Shades of Grey

Fifty Writers on Fifty Shades of GreyThis is a project I’m very excited to be a part of. It’s my first published non fiction work, and it’s about possibly the most popular work of fiction in 2012. Lori Perkins has put together a fab book of essays on Fifty Shades of Grey, from writers, BDSM experts, agents and many others. My essay is written from the UK perspective, i.e. how the book has affected the erotica and erotic romance industry over here.

Here’s the official blurb and list of contributors. As you can see, I’m in very good company!

Can’t get enough of Fifty Shades of Grey?

Fifty Shades of Grey has gone from underground e-book sensation to runaway mainstream bestseller—it’s the book everyone is talking about.

Now, Fifty Writers on Fifty Shades of Grey extends the conversation women (and men!) are having across the country. The perfect panel of insiders—from the editor who first “discovered” Fifty Shades of Grey, to BDSM experts, to erotic fiction authors, romance authors, and a whole lot more—takes you deeper into the trilogy that has captured the imaginations of so many.

From the books’ sexual politics and its fanfiction origins to what sets it apart from other erotic fiction and romance (and what doesn’t), everything you ever wanted to know about Fifty Shades of Grey is right here.

Whether you loved Fifty Shades of Grey, or just want to know why everyone else does, Fifty Writers on Fifty Shades of Grey is the book for you!

Contributors:

Heather Graham, Sylvia Day, Andrew Shaffer, M.J. Rose, Sinnamon Love, Judith Regan, Stacey Agdern, Laura Antoniou, Jennifer Armintrout, Tish Beaty, Mala Bhattacharjee, Rachel Kramer Bussel, M. Christian, Suzan Colón, Joy Daniels, Sherri Donovan, Angela Edwards, Melissa Febos, Lucy Felthouse, Ryan Field, Selina Fire, Megan Frampton, Sarah Frantz, Louise Fury, Lois Gresh, Catherine Hiller, Marci Hirsch, Dr. Hilda Hutcherson, Debra Hyde, Anne Jamison, D.L. King, Dr. Logan Levkoff, Arielle Loren, Sassafras Lowry, Rachel Kenley, Pamela Madsen, ChrisMarks and Lia Leto, Midori, Master R, Dr. Katherine Ramsland, Tiffany Reisz, Katharine Sands, Jennifer Sanzo, Rakesh Satyal, Marc Shapiro, Lyss Stern, Cecilia Tan, Hope Tarr, Susan Wright, Editor X

Check out the buy links here.

Guest Blog: D. L. King

Gambling, Drinking and Generally Behaving Badly by D. L. King

Besides being a writer and editor of erotica, I am a Vegas junkie.  It’s true; I’ve been going to Las Vegas at least once, sometimes as many as three times a year for, well, a lot of years.  It’s practically my second home.  I know the Las Vegas Strip as well as a native and can give directions to tourists.  I can recognize pretty much any casino on film – in any movie shot in the last couple of decades.  I loved watching the television show, Las Vegas, (with Josh Duhamel) because it was like being “home” when I had to be in NYC – which really is my home.  By the way, in case anyone was wondering, that show was shot in several casinos, not just one, so don’t go looking for the Montecito.

A lot of people go to Vegas for the adult amusement park atmosphere; for the great celebrity chef restaurants, for the really amazing shopping and to people watch.  I go to Vegas because I enjoy gambling.  There are a number of bars that make outstanding pomegranate martinis and I enjoy those too.  I have my favorite restaurants and favorite hotels.  As a gambler, I have my favorite casinos and know which ones not to play in (it’s all superstition, but I’m luckier in some, than I am in others).

So, holding the first-ever erotica writers conference in Las Vegas was a no-brainer.  The city is adult-friendly and my personal playground!  So, when Essemoh Teepee brought up the idea of an anthology to benefit the conference, utilizing Las Vegas as a setting, that was also a no-brainer for me.  As a New Yorker, my stories tend to be very New York centric, so it was fun writing about my “second city.”

There’s a lot of “me” in that story.  After all, it begins this way:

I come to Vegas to gamble.  I enjoy having relaxed cocktails while surrounded by frenetic energy, the chef’s tasting menu at many of the most illustrious, internationally known culinary destinations, shopping at fun and funky stores, art galleries and specialty shops and the feeling of anonymity one gets while surrounded by all the glitz, glammor and tackiness that is Las Vegas.  But, first and foremost, I come to gamble.

And that much is true – I do go to Vegas to gamble; to eat and drink and gamble.  I’ll let you decide how much of the rest of the story is true, because that’s half the fun of reading erotica.

I hope you’ll check out the book, Erotic Encounters in Sin City: Voyeur Eyes Only.  Buying the book will help to support the Erotic Authors Association Conference.  I know what you’re saying: “So what?  What does that have to do with me?”  Well, here’s what:  A lot of ideas for books and stories were born at that conference.  A lot of writers learned things to help make their writing even better and a lot of people who were on the cusp of putting their work out there for us all to see, got the courage to do just that!  So, helping to support the conference translates into better erotica for you!  And hey, it’s a fun book.  Take a look.  You know you want to.

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D. L. King is a smut writer from New York.  She publishes the erotica review site, Erotica Revealed (http://www.eroticarevealed.com) and, when not writing erotica, she can be found editing anthologies of erotica.  Most recently, she has edited Voyeur Eyes Only for Xcite Books, Spankalicious for Ravenous Romance, The Harder She Comes, Carnal Machines, The Sweetest Kiss and Where the Girls Are for Cleis Press and Spank! for Logical Lust.  Look for Seductress (an anthology of succubi stories) being released in the fall, also from Cleis Press.  Her short stories have appeared in numerous anthologies such as Best Women’s Erotica, Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Power Play, Sex in the City: New York, Please Ma’am, Yes, Ma’am, Fast Girls, Hurts so Good and Luscious, among many more.   She has written two novels of female domination, The Melinoe Project and The Art of Melinoe.  Find her at http://dlkingerotica.blogspot.com.

 

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Voyeur Eyes OnlyAn erotic collection of short stories by best-selling authors with a central theme of voyeurism in Las Vegas.

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas? Not anymore…

High above the Las Vegas strip, at the top of Skylane Tower, the rooms come with one special amenity; a high powered telescope. When a group of erotica writers descend on Sin City for their annual conference, the voyeurs witness first hand, that some authors live by the adage, ‘write what you know’.

A woman’s curiosity is piqued as she observes a beautiful stranger being bound in silky red rope. A man scouting for new sex slaves, watches as an elegant woman gets more than her hands dirty. A prostitute pulls a switch – sending her lover out on a call.  A simple slip of the hand, causes a case of mistaken room identity and a linen closet at a nearby hotel, sees more action than all of them combined. And that is just the beginning…

They say perception is reality. Is what the Voyeur sees through their spyglass just a fantasy; on which side of the lens would you like to be?

Buy Links:

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All Romance eBooks

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The “Voyeur Eyes Only” tour is hitting fourteen websites over fourteen days – check this link to see where and when the other posts are: http://www.writermarketing.co.uk/prpromotion/blog-tours/currently-on-tour/voyeur-eyes-only/

Book Review: Carnal Machines – Steampunk Erotica by D. L. King (ed.)

Article first published as Book Review: Carnal Machines: Steampunk Erotica Edited by D. L. King on Blogcritics.

Carnal MachinesI had no idea what to expect when I picked up Carnal Machines. I confess that before reading the foreword, I wasn’t 100% sure what steampunk was – though it turned out that I was pretty much right in my thinking. And for those of you that don’t know, in brief the genre is stories based in the Victorian era with an emphasis on inventions and machinery, i.e. steam-powered.

Now that’s cleared up, on to the review…

When I started reading Carnal Machines I quickly realised that the title was very literal. I knew that the machinery would be involved, obviously, but I wasn’t expecting, well, sex machines. There are naughty gadgets left, right and centre in this book – it’s a Victorian version of a sex toy shop!

The book really captures what it was to be alive in Victorian times – worried about being proper, sullied reputations – and sex. Carnal Machines takes what we know about that repressed time and flings open the doors. It’s always been hinted that the Victorians were in fact sex mad, probably due to the ‘forbidden’ nature of the act, and this anthology really plays on that. You can almost imagine yourself being transported back to a simpler time where polite society frowned upon naughtiness, so people did it in secret.

There are tales about the curing of hysterical women, using sexual energy to power machines, steam powered strap ons and much more. It’s a really good fun, well written anthology which is completely different to anything I’ve ever read before.

One of my favourite stories was Doctor Watson Makes A House Call, purely because I’m a fan of the Sherlock Holmes stories and thought this was a brilliant take on it. The very idea of the supposedly prim and proper Watson using sexual aids on a woman to ‘cure’ her was excellent.

So, if you’re looking something sexy and very different, look no further. Carnal Machines is a decadent and unique read that’s well worth adding to your to be read list.

Available from:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Book Depository
Waterstone’s