The big news of today is that my literary erotic short story, A Stranger’s Touch is now published and you can find out further details and buying options at Amber Allure Press. You can also view the book trailer to get a flavour of the story.
I’m also thrilled to say that the lovely Clare London has already read it and has kindly said the following: Just a note to say how much I loved A Stranger’s Touch! A lovely lyricism to it, erotically charged, and such delicious tension. I liked especially the way that Red and Robbie’s relationship ran underneath it all, how it both contrasted and balanced the hustler/client relationship: the way you showed us the way they worked and lived and loved together, and how the changes in Red affected everyone around him. Thank you so much, Clare – much appreciated! And goodness, but you’re a quick reader!
Other nice writing news is that my literary short story, How to Eat Fruit will be published by Untreed Reads Press on 1 February, and you can read the announcement here. So looking forward to that one as well.
Meanwhile, I’ve received the contract for Give and Take so will send that back to Amber Allure Press this coming week. Post willing. I’ve also got the ultimate final version of The Gifting sorted, together with a wonderful new blurb, courtesy of my lovely editor Sarah, which you can see on site.
I’m also pleased to say that my short story, A Lonely Place, is now published at the Rose and Thorn Journal so I hope you enjoy the read. It’s free!
And, talking of free reads, the final part of Chapter Three of The Prayer Seeker can be found here. And it too has its very own book trailer which you can view here. I’m quite proud of that one – the music is just sooo perfect. In my opinion.
So. Never let it be said that I don’t keep busy. Ho ho. Not that I can do much else, mind you, as the car is out of action and I wasn’t able to get hold of the RAC at all yesterday – who were way too busy to listen to my cries for help and, understandably, had far more urgent cases to deal with. At least I broke down at home. That was unusually clever of me. However, Lord H has managed to get hold of them this afternoon and they’re going to turn up at some point over the next 3.5 hours. I think they meant today, but we’ll see, eh.
To keep us all calm and lovely, here’s this week’s haiku:
Time slips through my skin,
gold and silver droplets fade.
They melt into air.