I am in the midst of writing two 30,000 words projects for Camp NaNoWriMo. For anyone who hasn't ever heard of NaNoWriMo, it's the months during April, July, and November when writers from all over the world sit down and get serious about their writing. While things are a little more laid back during the camp months of April and July. November is when everyone attempts to write 50,000 words in only one month, from November 1 to November 30. During camp months, many writers work on editing as well as starting new projects. Goal range anywhere from hours editing to attempting the full 50,000 words that one would attempt in November. Me? Well, I've never won at NaNo, yet. I've attempted writing a 50,000-word project three times now and have failed every time. I still ended up with some pretty stellar writing projects and they will be published in the near future. However, that elusive goal of winning NaNoWriMo has so far escaped me. Things have changed a lot for me in the last year. I've gotten more serious about my writing. I've published some shorts to learn the publishing business on Amazon. All of my books are available through the Kindle Unlimited program which has been a huge help in exposure for my writing. The best part is my daily word count has increased with each project I've done. I outline more now than I have in past projects. It took me long enough to figure out an outlining method that actually works for my pantsing brain. How am I doing so far? While it's only four days into Camp NaNo, I have managed to surpass my targets of 2000 words every day. While I only have 50,000 words listed as my official target on my Camp NaNo profile, my actual target is 60,000 words. Because as I said earlier, I'm working on two 30,000 word projects. What are they you might ask? Mpregs. Yep, you read that correctly. I'm writing two Mpreg novellas. And, yes, I do intend on publishing them. I haven't figured out what pen name to use yet. When I figure it out, I'll let you know. I'll check in over the next month and let you know how the writing is going. In the meantime, I published a new book on Saturday, March 31. I thought I'd share a small excerpt from The Vamp and Her Master. The Vamp and Her Master Excerpt...The room is empty now and I feel unsure of myself. I look to my master, drinking in his almost too perfect features. His straight nose. His strong jaw. The scruff of beard which only highlights his jaw even more. He is a handsome devil, and I am reminded once again of what it feels like to be in his arms. To have his devotion as he makes love to me. I would do anything to have that again. If only he would tell me why he took away his affections to begin with. I sigh, not sure what to do as my master looks me over. Now, I am unsure of my choice of dress. It reveals more than it hides and I am keenly aware of my nakedness as I am judged from every angle by the one man whose opinion of me matters most. I stiffen as he traces a finger along one of the cut strips spread across my full buttocks. His finger grazes my skin, only briefly stopping at the place where my two full globes meet before moving to where the cut stops on the other side of my hip. It feels wonderful to have his hands on me again even as he teases my firm flesh. I tremble at the pleasure that floods my pussy from the touch of his finger alone. He steps around me to face me once more. His left brow lifts. “Is this dress meant to be worn in public?” His deep voice embraces me and sends shivers down my spine. How one man can seem so stern and warm at the same time, I have no idea. He is a man of contradictions. He is everything to me and nothing at all. He has been a father. A lover. Now, I can no longer discern what he is nor what I want from him. I thought I had finally found happiness in his absence. Only now, I am positive I will never be completely happy until he takes me into his arms again and stays there. If only I could convince him to stay, I would. “This Night Witch incident. Why did you not contact me when this happened?” “How did you….?” “You and I are connected, Georgie. You are mine. I will always know what is happening in your life.” “Master, please…” “Georgie.” His voice has a stern quality that brooks no resistance to his will. To argue with my master when he speaks in such a tone is not a wise move. I am a very wise woman, but it is hard to bite my quivering lip and not speak. “If this should happen again, you will tell me. If not, you will go over my knee. I do not appreciate being kept in the dark about such events.” “I handled it, master. The night witch will not be a problem for anyone ever again.” “That is not the point, Georgie. The point is I was not told.” There is a curious glow in his eyes and I swear I see a tenderness there, like in the old days. I look away, afraid to hope my master still cares for me. Like I still care for him. “Now. What is this thing you are wearing?” He studies my dress, from the strips of cut fabric across my breasts to the hem, which barely covers my dripping mons. Yes, it is dripping. To stand before my master affects me in this way. It always has. “It is a dress, Master.” My lips quirk before cowering under the stern look of the man before me. One look from him speaks volumes and I listen, the smile leaving my lips before it even appears. “I can see that.” He turns and grabs a chair, placing it in the center of the now abandoned dance floor. I swallow as he sits and makes himself comfortable, his legs spread. I remember this position all too well. It has been over twenty years since I have seen my master in this way. Yet time stands still for a moment as the memories swallow me. Images of me draped across those firm thighs as his strong hand left stinging bites on the tender flesh of my buttocks and thighs. 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