Wednesday, November 26, 2008

I DID IT!!!!

50,157 (my count)

50,002! (Official NaNo Count)


The bad news is that I'm not done with the book.  I was thinking that it would be a Harlequin Blaze and in order to do that, I need to add 5-10k.  I'm not going to think about that now.  I just want to celebrate my victory.

Thanks to everyone who cheered me on and if you are NaNo-ing right now, good luck.  You can do it!  

I had to share this

I got this link from Dear Author (via the Smart Bitches).  It made me laugh so I thought I would pass it on.  

And no, I haven't started writing yet.


I had hoped to be done yesterday but that was not to be.  Damn 'Ugly Betty' Season 2 on DVD.  I was hooked, glued.  So I got zero words on Monday.  


What can you do?

My word count as of now is 47,746.  But that's according to my word processing program.  According to the official NaNo website, I'm something like 150 words behind.  So today I'll do about 2,500 words just to be on the safe side.

And the best part?  I'll be finished!  Not like last year when I got 50,000 words but it still was only about 1/3 of the book and took me another year to finish.  This will be my 4th or 5th completed ms.  The second in 2 months.  (Brushing my shoulders off.)

Now, I didn't say that it was a good one.  It needs some SERIOUS work and even then may end up as free read here at Harmless Smut.  But we'll try.  The weirdest part is that this time around, the love scenes came the easiest for me.  And there are a lot of them.  I think at least 4 maybe 5 or 6.  My characters were like horny bunnies.  (Isn't that the same thing?)

Well, I'm off to write.  I may update this later tonight once I'm finished.  You may hear my scream of triumph.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Still Sick, Still Writing

Seriously, I feel like the postman.  Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow, nor hail, nor the fact that your body is trying to expel all of your internal organs through your mouth will keep me away from my appointed duty.

I am soooo looking forward to NOT WRITING next month.  Although, I do have this BDSM story that's been pushing it's way forward.  Who knows where that might lead?

Anyhoo, my word count?



Friday, November 21, 2008

Bitchslapped by Life

So, I've been sick as a dog since Tuesday night.  My body wants to expel my lungs by way of my mouth and I've been coughing so much that I'm pretty sure that I have a hernia.  Added to that is the fact that I can't breathe.  Right now I love Afrin so much that I wish it had a penis so I could fuck it.  I'd even take him in the ass.  That's how much I love him.

Needless to say that I did not write on Wednesday.  I slept.  I did write yesterday but I didn't post because my internet is down and they could come to fix it anytime between now and the time monkeys start flying out my cooch.  

My word count?  37,043.

I should be done by Wednesday (my goal so I don't have to worry about it over the holiday) so no worries.  

Oh, and I got an 'I Love Your Blog' award (icon coming) from my wonderful and Lovely CP Helen Hardt.  Although, honestly, if I hadn't won, she and I would have had words.  LOL

So thank you Helen and hopefully I will feel better enough in the next few days to do some awarding of my own.

Later Gators!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Bitchslapped by NaNo!

Okay, so yesterday I was bragging about how I made NaNo my bitch.  Well, she struck back.

Today was the most horrendous NaNo day yet.  Every.  Fucking.  Word.  Was.  Torture!

Seriously, I got in my 2k words but it was like pulling out my eyelashes one by one.  I'm at 34,254.

Well played, NaNo.  Well played.

Monday, November 17, 2008

NaNo and Injuries

My word count?



I think I have NaNo-induced carpal-tunnel syndrome.  Seriously!  I can barely write.  My wrist is on fire.  Still, I carry on, a silent soldier in the NaNo war.  

But I wrote 3,140 words today.

NaNo is my bitch!!!

Friday, November 14, 2008

NaNo Update


I'm on a roll.  And my characters have just gotten busy just again.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

NaNo Word Count and an Excerpt

So today you all get a double dose of goodness.

My word count...22,526

And the excerpt?  Well, that's just because I'm feeling insecure and in need of validation.  So heap on the praise  I need it.  Please be aware that this is an UNEDITED excerpt.


“I’m just going to take a quick shower and change out of these smelly clothes.  I’ll be right back.  Unless you want to join me?” She asked with a wink over her shoulder.

An image of her, naked and soapy, rose in his mind.  His cock swelled and hardened.  Wild lust clawed at his belly and he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to wait for her to clean herself up.  He wanted her.  Here.  Now.  On the floor, against the wall, hell bent over the couch he didn’t care.  All that mattered at this moment was getting his dick inside her hot, clenching channel.    

He caught up to her at the bedroom door.  He spun her around and yanked her into his arms.  He used her startled shriek to his advantage by thrusting his tongue deep inside her mouth.    

She melted against him.  Their tongues tangled with each other, each sliding over the other playfully.  The taste of her caused his head to swim.  She was rich and dark on his tongue, like the most exotic chocolate he’d ever eaten.  He wanted to savor her but he knew that this tie, he may not have the patience.

He adjusted his hands until one gripped the back of her head and the other cupped her bottom, settling her securely against his raging hardness.  She moaned and wriggled closer, fitting him tightly at the juncture of her thighs.  

This time he groaned.  He pulled his mouth away.  She whimpered and tried to recapture it but he eluded her.

“God, you feel so good.  You taste like candy, Vixen.  I could get addicted,” he rasped against her throat as he nibbled his way down.  Her skin was salty from her workout but was oh so sweet.     

Her only response was to moan and allow her head to loll backwards, giving him greater access to the flesh he craved.  He took full advantage.

He dipped his head into the space created between her full breasts by the confining spandex of her bra.  He lapped at the hollow.  He felt goosebumps explode across her skin.  She clutched at his hair in an effort to bring him closer.

He didn’t want to but he released her head and brought his hand down to cup her.  He kneaded the soft mound that overfilled his palm.  She shuddered.  

He smiled against her skin.  

He loved this.  Loved that he had the power to make her shudder, make her moan, and yes, before the day was over, he was going to make her scream.

He used his thumb and forefinger to pluck at the distended nipple that was clearly visible against the fabric covering it.

“Yes,” she hissed, pressing herself deeper into the caress.

“You like that?” he asked with another pinch between his two digits.

She bobbed her head up and down.

“Do you want me to lick you?”  

Another tight squeeze.

“Yes,” she said.

“Do you want me to suck you?”

A pinch.  A pluck.

“God, yes,” she moaned.

“So responsive,” he said as if to himself.

“Please,” she groaned, her frustration evident in her voice.

He didn’t need to be asked twice.  Using both his hands he yanked down the offending, letting it rest beneath her breasts so that they were offered up like a feast to his lips.

Before she could do more than gasp, he hand one of the brownish-pinkish nubs sucked deeply into his mouth.  

She let out a small shriek.  He ignored her and sucked harder.  He used his other hand to toy with the opposite nipple.

Her breath came in great shuddering gasps that boomed in his ears. 

He pulled his mouth from her nipple so that he could use the flat of his tongue to lap at her.  She made incoherent noises that told him that he was driving her out of her mind.  He reveled in the power he had over her.  Her body belonged to him.  It was his to do with as he wanted.  He couldn’t be sure but he would bet even money that no man had ever made her feel the way he did.

Not even her precious Jerome.

He caught one swollen bud between his teeth and nipped it.

“Oh, God!”  

Her knees weakened and he had to release the captive flesh in order to secure an arm around her waist, lest both of them fall to the ground.  He kept a tight hold on the nubbin between his teeth.  He bent her back over his forearm so that more of her was available to his ravenous mouth.

When he felt her legs could once again support her weight, he released her.  He pushed her breasts together so that he could swing back and for between each tempting morsel more quickly.

His scalp ached from the death grip she had on his hair but he didn’t care.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” she said.

He shook his head.  “Too far.  Here. Now.”  

He shoved her against the wall and settled himself between her legs.  He felt her heated center through the layers of fabric separating them.  He rubbed the ridge of his cock against the moist heat of her.  

She lifted one leg so that it rested on his hip, opening herself wider to his caress.

“You are so hot.  I can’t wait to slide deep inside of you.”

“Please,” she moaned again.  

He reached his hand down the front of her shorts until he cupped her center.  Her panties were soaked.  He pushed them aside.  She was slippery with her arousal.  His mouth watered as he remember the fresh peach taste of her against his tongue.  The first chance he got, he was going to bury his face in her fiery honey again.  Right now, he had other plans for her.

His thumb found the small mound of inflamed flesh hidden beneath a hood.  He used it to thrum against it.  

She let out a small shriek and trembled in his arms.

He smiled against her neck and did it again.  This time, he slid his index finger into her.  Her heated flesh sucked at the buried digit.  He added a second finger and a third until he felt she could take no more.  He pulled back to look at her.  

If she was sexy when she was sweaty from her workout, then she was downright lethal in her arousal.

Her head thrashed against the wall.  The flush that had been in her face was now spread down her neck and over her breasts.  Her nipples, still wet from the attention of his mouth, stood out tight and hard.  


He wanted more.  He wanted to make her come, to have her juices running down her thighs where he could lick it up.

He used the heel of his hand to rub circles around her swollen clitoris even as his fingers pumped in and out of her.  She rode his fingers.  

“Look at me,” he commanded.

Her eyes snapped open.  They had gone almost black.

“That’s right,” he said, using one hand on her hip as a guide.  “Take what you want.  It’s all yours, Vixen.”

Her hips pumped against him.  Her chest heaved as she struggled to get oxygen into her lungs.  He saw the moment her climax overtook her and held his breath.  It was one of the most beautiful sights of his life.

She hunched forward on his hand and shuddered through the orgasm bursting inside of her.  Her tight tunnel milked his fingers.  He couldn’t wait to feel that around his cock.

He waited until the spasms stopped and she was leaning her head against his chest, slowly recovering her breath.

His fingers were slick with her juices.  He raised them to his mouth and licked.  His eyes fluttered shut.  She was as delicious as he remembered.  

He couldn’t wait any longer.  He needed to be buried deep within her.  He reached for the front placard of his jeans.  Her hands beat him to it and pushed his away.

He cocked his head to the side.

“My turn,” she said.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

In the Interest of Full Disclosure

Because I want my blog to be a true representation of a writer's life, I want everyone to know the good and the bad.

Unfortunately, today I only have the bad.

I just received a (second) rejection on one of my erotic novellas.  Really my only erotic novella because I don't write them often.  It sucks.  I've been waiting for 8 weeks for a reply and I crossed my fingers that it would be good news.  I guess it just wasn't meant to be.  Maybe after NaNo, I'll try submitting it again.  

I need to look on the bright side.  It could be a good thing.  I recently entered my romantic suspense in the Golden Heart contest through RWA and I'd have to rescind it if I got a contract for 20,000 words or more.  So, now I wait until March to hear if I'm a finalist.  It's a long wait but it won't kill me.  

This rejection won't kill me.

It just maimed me a little.

NaNo Update


I'm working it!

Monday, November 10, 2008

NaNo Day 10

Yeah, I'm almost caught up.  


I'll try to do the rest today but if not, I have the whole day off tomorrow!

Later gators!


Behind (Again)

So, I'm at 13,036 and I needed to be at 15,003 yesterday.


I'm know.  I should be working.  I have 2,000 words to catch up with.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I just had to share this

I just wrote this and it made me giggle so I thought that I would share it.

"As much as he wanted to believe that his semen had superpowers, he knew that such a dramatic transformation wasn’t possible overnight."

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Back on track

11, 689!

Met my goal for the day.  I'm totally caught up.

My story however????

We'll see how it develops.  I'm not sure about it yet.  It's times like these I wish I were a plotter.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

NaNo Word Count Day 6

So, I'm behind in my word count. 

9023 (should be 10002)

Will work harder tomorrow.
GOAL: 2426.  Can do.  

Did 2,803 today.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


And he's also the reason I have 3300 words to write today.


I know that there is a lot of talk out there in Romacelandia about the role of authors and politics and until today, I have been mainly silent (on the internet, but talk to me in real life!) but after last night, I can no longer hold my tongue.

I have never been prouder to be an American than I was last night at 9:15 pm MST when MSNBC announced that Barack Obama was the next President of the United States of America.  I laughed, I screamed (loudly), and I cried (profusely).  In fact, I'm becoming a little teary-eyed even as I write this.  Last night was historically significant in so many ways.  When I think that just 40 years ago, my grandfather didn't have the right to vote, young Black men were brutally slain just for whistling at a White woman, and one of the most prolific voices of our times was shot down just because he dared to declare that Black people were citizens of this nation and deserved to be treated with equanimity, my heart aches.  I honestly never thought that I would see this day in my lifetime.  

And while I know that this victory in no way completely heals the racial tensions in this nation, it goes a helluva long way.  Now, when I have my children, I can truly tell them that they can grow up to be anything they want in this world, including the President of the United States.   

And it won't be a lie.

God Bless President Obama and God Bless America!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Day 3


I'm awesome! 


Sunday, November 2, 2008

Word Count


Back on track!

2,529 words today.  Only behind 804 words behind.  Should be able to make it up tomorrow.

NaNo or Bust

My first NaNo day was a burst.  I got like 60 words which means today I am aiming for 2500-3000 words.  I learned this last week that I can comfortably do 2,000 words per day so I'm not worried about catching up.  Last year I started something close to a week late and I finished 3 days early.  

Does that make me prolific?  (I don't think so.  It took me a year to finish it.)

Speaking of my WIP, currently titled 'Prey for Darkness' by the way, I took a giant leap and entered it into RWA's Golden Heart Contest.

Wish me luck!

Okay, enough procrastination.

ON TO NaNo!!!!

Saturday, November 1, 2008

It Has Officially Started


Get out there and start writing people.