Music to Quiver to

Ok, anyone who knows me knows that music drives me. It's an integral part of what makes me who I am. And in a lot of cases, music is what inspires a lot of my writing. Especially my erotica.

Anyone who's read some of my older stories can see the influence of music in them. I often picture the action timed with the soundtrack before I can write the words. The trouble is being able to be descriptive enough without being redundant, or long winded. It's not easy walking that fine line. You don't want to lose the reader, but you want to be able to do the scene, and your characters, justice.

Sometimes it's not the whole song that makes my knees turn to jelly, or gets me hot. Sometimes it's just one or two lines. Example - I'm sitting here, listening to music and praying that I win the lottery so I don't have to come back to this soul-sucking-life-killing day job that I can't fucking stand, and Hysteria by those long haired gods of rock comes on. And yes - I mean Def Leppard. The song plays, and while it registers with my brain, nothing happens until these lyrics send my body quivering.

I've gotta know tonight
If you're alone tonight
Can't stop this feeling now
Can't stop this fight

Suddenly I'm seeing two bodies, standing an inch apart, barely touching, and the heat between them could melt an ice cap in the South Pole. Putting myself in one of the bodies, I can feel the others breath on my neck...can feel their pulse through their fingers, which aren't even touching skin...can see the moisture beading up in the hollow of their throat...

Ummm, sorry. Where was I?

Yep, this happens often.

It's not always a hot scene either. I mean, well, it can be. But there's another one that goes through my head on a constant basis. It involves a past lover, and all we'd gone through. When I hear Chasing Cars, from Snow Patrol, suddenly I go back in time, and all the good times we had play out, like in a music video. And I feel like I'm a ghost or a spirit, standing, watching, but not seen. I keep thinking that it would be a great video if I knew anyone who did that sort of thing, and then I would have to convince the ex to go for it. So it's the sort of thing that's better left either in my head or on paper. Unfortunately, without listening to the song, I doubt it would hold a lot of poignency for the reader. So in my head it shall remain.

Enough schmaltz. I hate when I get that way. I spend so many moments crying over stupid shit, I don't want to relive it and cry some more.

So some songs that really inspire me *wink wink*? Let's see what Mr Ipod can cough up.

*Moonlight Desires - Lawrence Gowan
*Another - Glen Burtnick
*Blue Monday - remake by Fluke
*Closer - NIN
*Animal - Def Leppard
*Lips of An Angel - Hinder
*Love In An Elevator - Aerosmith
*Wicked Games - Chris Issac
*One Night Love Affair - Bryan Adams
*Cry Little Sister - Sisters of Mercy
*Bring me To Life - Evanessence
*Personal Jesus - Depeche Mode
*Master & Servant - Depeche Mode
*Sunrise - Simply Red
*Harder to Breathe - Maroon 5
*Broken - Seether
*almost anything by Nickleback
*Your Song - Ewan McGregors version
*When You Were Young- The Killers

And those are just a brief sampling of the over three thousand tunes I have on my iPod. They don't count the ones that make my knees weak for personal reasons...otherwise I'd have to list over a thousand songs. Maybe I'll do another post in the future.

Not like I ever get a lot of responses, but I'll ask anyway - does music inspire your writing? And if so, is there a particular band (Dayle, I know the answer to this one for you LOL), or one song in particular that has been uber-inspiring?

SHARE people - after all, we're all friends here, right?

Shouting it from the rooftops

I have received notification (and the contract) that I am OFFICIALLY going to be published in FRENZY, from Cleis Press, which will hit shelves sometime in October!!! (But can be pre-ordered now by following the link *wink wink*)

This is my first story being published in actual print (ever) and it's my first erotic story that's been submitted for publication. Of course it was requested by the wonderful Trollop with a Laptop, the amazing and talented Alison Tyler - who now has a page in Wikipedia (and I say it's about damn time).


I posted about the book about a month and a half ago, but it turns out it was a little premature. It was also titled Flash Fucking back then. So the title has changed and I am so proud to be a part of it with talented authors like Jeremy Edwards and Andrea Dale, both of whom are names to be reckoned with in the genre.

MY NAME IS ANGELL AND I - WRITE - EROTICA!!!!

Sex appeal is 50% what you've got and 50% what people think you've got.
-Sophia Loren

Fishnets, and muscles and corsets.....oh MY!

This is a clip of The Rocky Horror Show from CanStage's production last year. The guy playing the lead is a wonderful actor named Adam Brazier. Adam and I worked together - so to speak - when he was appearing as Skye in Mamma Mia at the Royal Alex many moons ago (seems like a lifetime). I know that Tim Curry is the original Frank and that NO ONE can do it better than him, but this guy is sexay HOT in his fishnets and corset. This is Tim's signature song - Sweet Transvestite. It's the second best version I've ever heard - Tim's being the first. A friend I went with to see the show (my second time) said he would gladly go gay for this guy. For me, all it would have taken was a come hither stare and a free room for an hour or two, and I would have gladly been naked and his slave. SIGH.




Ladies and gents, prepare to wet yourselves - in several wonderful ways.

ENJOY!!!!

Thursday Thirteen: Things that get me wet in public

Totally innocent things that send my blood racing through me and my thongs to become puddles of desire and heat.



13. Fingers lightly brushing the back of my neck - makes me instantly want to get on my knees and say Yes Master.


12. A smooth baritone (preferrably with a southern drawl but any one will do) saying "Hey Darlin'.."


11. Direct eye contact from a possible boy toy


10. A beautiful singing voice, regardless of what body it's attached to


9. Gorgeous biceps - I'm a sucker for arms - they dont' even have to be huge, just defined


8. Intelligence - nothing is sexier than a person who knows what they're talking about , even if I don't.


7. Denim jackets worn the right way, and NO popped collars


6. Tattoos, however when it totally covers an entire limb, I tend to steer clear - also not too crazy about facial tats


5. Almost-kisses. You know the ones - where the object of desire leans in so close and then just stops...leaving you wanting


4. Men's hands - if they're manicured, it means they take good care of themselves, but if not, it means that they're not afraid to get down and dirty


3. Musicians - if you can play a guitar or drums or keyboards and I'm watching...it's as good as gold.


2. The way a man's adam's apple bobs as he's swallowing his drink


1. Holding hands with the object of your desire, regardless of who it is

I'm So Excited - and I ain't gonna hide it

This is the book I am going to be published in (at least that's what I've been told). Alison Tyler is finishing editing it, and then it'll hit the shelves - hopefully in time for some steamy hot summer sex.

Alison says there will be sixty lucious tidbits in this anthology, some from established writers, and some from newbies like me. It's so encouraging.

For the record - the story is published here on this blog - but to see it in print is going to be divine, to say the least. AND, as yummy as the story is, it IS fiction.....




....for now. *wink*

Flash: Hot and Fast

His hand grasps my hair; yanks my head back.

“Please.” I whisper.

His teeth sink into my neck. My thighs get soaked. “Please.”

His other hand reaches under my skirt, finding me wet. I bite my lip. He sinks his fingers into me violently.

“Please” I moan.

His tongue licks my lobe, trailing down to my collar bone, his fingers continuing their invasion.

“Please.”

His thumb finds my clit, repeatedly pushing that button. I’m so close to coming.

“Please.” I whimper.

His tongue replaces his thumb. My pulse throbs. My body falls. I shatter.

“Thank you.” He whispers.


©2008

Introducing.....

Well, it's not like I get a lot of readers here, but the ladies over at Lust Bites are doing a sort of getting to know you day, and I figured I'd post my answers here too.

ABOUT ME:

I will read ANYTHING you put in front of me - and as cliche as it sounds, I've been known to read ceral boxes if nothing else is available. I've been writing since I was old enough to string sentences together. Short stories, poetry, song lyrics, screenplays, editorials....you name it, I've written it. I write reviews and recaps for an online website called The-Trades.com. I've been writing erotic fiction for about ten years now. In all these forms, I have never had anything published. Hopefully, that will change soon.

Favourite Author: Too many to count.

Favourite Movie: Casablanca - they don't make men like Bogey anymore.....

Religion: Raised Catholic, but still searching...

Things that make me wet: Intelligence. Expressive eyes. Nice biceps. Great smiles. Wit. Deep, long kisses that make you feel like you’re blissfully drowning ( borrowed from the lovely Anne Tourney because it's deadly accurate and just true). Gorgeous singing voices. Maroon Five. Dirty words (on paper or whispered to me in delicious tones). Kisses on the nape of my neck. And a few more things, but I'm at work and if I get any more turned on I'm going to have a problem - so I'll add to that later.

Would like to fuck: There's just too many to list. But the top ten: Ewan McGregor, Angelina Jolie, Ricky Phillips, Thorsten Kaye, Yvan Pedenault (stage star from Toronto www.yvanpedenault.com), Elvis (in 56), Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Gwen Stefani, and Lawrence Gowan (and yes Dayle, that is in no particular order). Other than that, the word NOW comes to mind.

Passions other than writing or sex: Styx, eating good food, reading, music, singing, theatre, dancing, chocolate, MEN, meeting new people

Drink: Senor Cuervo Gold, naked

Philosophy of Life: It's too damn short to play by the rules

Major Character flaw: I love men. One just isn't enough for this gal - but I got married anyway.

Favourite sex toy: ones that don't expect me to make them breakfast

Secret for overcoming writers block: wish I had one - I wouldn't be suffering from it right now.


These are just some of my secrets. Maybe I'll do some more another day.