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Roxy Harte, is a multi-published erotica author exploring the emotional and psychological elements of relationships involving BDSM, bondage, sadist, masochist, dominance, and submission; DDLG, age-play relationships; LGBTQIA relationships; and also relationships in which one of the main characters from a chronic illness or disability. Also blogged topics which may or may not be controvertial in nature. If you are easily offended, don't bother checking this site out.
3.30.2007
3.07.2007
Edits Done!
So my book Sacred Revelations, Book Two of The Chronicles of Surrender is officially out of my hands and back into my editors... I'm waiting for word on the release date!!
Just an update;)
Tomorrow...I hope to work on Submissive (the short I'm doing for the anthology that is about 4,000 words from completion)...If I could get two projects done this week...well, it would be awesome! I can not say ofte enough how glad I am that I quit the old job! Whew hoo! IQUITIQUITIQUIT!!!
I don't get tired of saying that:)
Tomorrow, I hope to have a teaser excerpt...so hurry back...that's assuming I make it to the coffee shop again. Tonight I have my three year old granddaughter with me because her mommy was too sick to take care of herself, let alone two babies... and just let me say, I no longer have the patience of a saint...BIG DEEP BREATH...I have to remember how precious and adorable she was the moment before she toppled an entire display of books.
I think we're going home now...
3.05.2007
Coffee Shops and Breech of Contract Suits
So Life is wonderful, exciting...A-Fucking AMAZING!!! (I did spend a large amount of quality time in bed with Sir Hotness over the weekend *grins* and played hooky in bed with him today which GREATLY contributes to my happiness level...I'm DELERIOUS)
After crawling out from under the sheets today (and showering together and crawling back under the sheets...) we finally did make it out of the house and into Home Depot to pick out paint colours;) we even agreed YEAH on paint colours!!!
Then we went to the furniture store to pick out a new bed (poster bed) OMG WAY TOO HOT
So the day was awesome...
Until I realized that the cable company LIED!! Still no internet in sight : ( Boo Hiss
So, I'm still hanging out in the coffee shop
And the iccing was a certified letter from my old company (the one I QUIT on Friday)
I haven't technically received the letter...it's haanging out at the Post Office and all I got was the crumby orange slip of paper alerting me to its existance... I'm 99% certain that they are going to claim breech of contract ... so I'm thinking I may need a good lawyer....
So I was all set to rant and rave and sob at the ruination of my day ... when Sir Hotness wrapped his arms around me and asked, "Has it been a good day?"
How could I claim, "No." When it's been a totally A-Fucking Amazing Day??????
So then, he assured me, "Everything is going to be okay...no matter what...because we are totally in love and we have each other...We win! Nana na na na."
And that sentiment is straight from his mouth:)
How can I not love this man?
After crawling out from under the sheets today (and showering together and crawling back under the sheets...) we finally did make it out of the house and into Home Depot to pick out paint colours;) we even agreed YEAH on paint colours!!!
Then we went to the furniture store to pick out a new bed (poster bed) OMG WAY TOO HOT
So the day was awesome...
Until I realized that the cable company LIED!! Still no internet in sight : ( Boo Hiss
So, I'm still hanging out in the coffee shop
And the iccing was a certified letter from my old company (the one I QUIT on Friday)
I haven't technically received the letter...it's haanging out at the Post Office and all I got was the crumby orange slip of paper alerting me to its existance... I'm 99% certain that they are going to claim breech of contract ... so I'm thinking I may need a good lawyer....
So I was all set to rant and rave and sob at the ruination of my day ... when Sir Hotness wrapped his arms around me and asked, "Has it been a good day?"
How could I claim, "No." When it's been a totally A-Fucking Amazing Day??????
So then, he assured me, "Everything is going to be okay...no matter what...because we are totally in love and we have each other...We win! Nana na na na."
And that sentiment is straight from his mouth:)
How can I not love this man?
3.03.2007
Whew hoo! I QUIT! I QUIT! I QUIT!
okay, I guess everyone figured out that I quit the 12 hr a day seven day a week job that was killing me!!! Thank you, Sir Hotness for making THAT possible!!!
So I'm HAPPY! HAPPY! HAAAAAAPPPYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now that that is out of my system, let me just ask: "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO SPRING?" Yesterday was balmy, sun shining, windy with a Big WHOOSH...obviously March...
I didn't wear a coat, wore the cute shoes that showed off part of my pedicure even:) and now today?? It's a frickin white-out! seriously...microfine snow that makes it impossible to see off and on all day...though it isn't really accumulating...thank goddess! I WANT SPRING!! Now, please:)
Other noteworthy events...Sir Hotness doesn't work tomorrow and has plans to tie me to the bed:) Yippee for me:) Wonder what else he will do???
He did promise me a road trip to Barnes and Nobles though so that I could log-on and get some work done...AM I EVER GOING TO GET INTERNET AT HOME???????
Somebody write me...let me know you are still there!! I miss everyone!!
So I'm HAPPY! HAPPY! HAAAAAAPPPYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now that that is out of my system, let me just ask: "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO SPRING?" Yesterday was balmy, sun shining, windy with a Big WHOOSH...obviously March...
I didn't wear a coat, wore the cute shoes that showed off part of my pedicure even:) and now today?? It's a frickin white-out! seriously...microfine snow that makes it impossible to see off and on all day...though it isn't really accumulating...thank goddess! I WANT SPRING!! Now, please:)
Other noteworthy events...Sir Hotness doesn't work tomorrow and has plans to tie me to the bed:) Yippee for me:) Wonder what else he will do???
He did promise me a road trip to Barnes and Nobles though so that I could log-on and get some work done...AM I EVER GOING TO GET INTERNET AT HOME???????
Somebody write me...let me know you are still there!! I miss everyone!!
2.27.2007
I'm Editting Sacred Revelations
Okay, we've all figured out that my internet use is slim to none now that I have to traipse back and forth between the Coffee Shop and the new house...
The good news is...I'm editting Sacred Revelations...yeah! It's always exciting to open a project after not seeing it for a few months. After a few pages, I scratch my head, thinking, "Wow! Did I really write THAT?"
Here's a quick excerpt example from Sacred Revelations to peak your interest of one such scene that had me saying "Wow":
I look at the man lying next to me, looking so incredibly sinful. He sleeps and even in sleep he looks unholy. Totally and inexplicably forbidden. Sleeping, he is too much temptation and I reach my hand out to touch him, the hard plane of his chest, the skin stretched painfully taut over his pectoral muscles, his nipples hard points in the midst of all that stretched skin. Pushing down the cotton sheet that drapes over his body, I look, taking in the angular lines and solid muscle that forms the man.
Where has my shyness gone?
Where is the woman who hid under the covers from Garrett?
I am not that same woman. I do not know where she went, but I am no longer she, and honestly, I am glad that she is gone.
She would have been too afraid to join Lord Fyre for three months. She would have been too afraid of the feelings awakening in the very tissues and fibers of her being, feelings that make me want to reach out and stroke the imperfections of his body. I’ve never seen him naked. Last night that changed and I was too tired, too sore to pay much attention. I am still tired, languidly so, still not wanting to move, but it takes little effort to stroke the length of the scar on his left forearm, long and deep, slightly ragged, even though it appears to be an old scar. I wonder only for a second how he got it, before moving to the next imperfection, a row of round circles, angling across his back, not decorative, not on purpose, though their effect accentuates his power. It is a wonder he survived whatever caused the marks, and because I know instinctively that he is lucky to be alive, I trace each dented, perfect circle reverently.
My touch could wake him, but there is no fear of him waking even though I lie in his bed naked. He too is as naked as the day he was born. Even though, yesterday, I admitted to Dr. Psycho that I fear sex with him, but I explained it wrong, or the explanation was twisted by the time it reached Lord Fyre, because it wasn’t that I feared the sex. I feared my inexperience. I feared not being able to please him. I feared the ultimate outcome—losing Garrett forever if I allowed my baser needs to win and I gave myself to Lord Fyre fully.
I do not know how long we’ve slept; I know only that it is daylight again, and in my mind, time for him to awake. Awake before I lose my nerve and am no longer brave. Awake before I start thinking too hard about consequences, guilt, and judgment.
I smile. Looking at his body, it is so hard not to. He is perfection and it makes me giddy. Perfection in my bed.
I smooth my hand over the flatness of his stomach, dropping lower, finding him hard. Wondering what thought God had when he made all healthy, able men awaken with a hard-on. Awaken. Hard. Oh, shit.
Well, that's it...let me know what you think of your first glimpse of Lord Fyre**grin**
The good news is...I'm editting Sacred Revelations...yeah! It's always exciting to open a project after not seeing it for a few months. After a few pages, I scratch my head, thinking, "Wow! Did I really write THAT?"
Here's a quick excerpt example from Sacred Revelations to peak your interest of one such scene that had me saying "Wow":
I look at the man lying next to me, looking so incredibly sinful. He sleeps and even in sleep he looks unholy. Totally and inexplicably forbidden. Sleeping, he is too much temptation and I reach my hand out to touch him, the hard plane of his chest, the skin stretched painfully taut over his pectoral muscles, his nipples hard points in the midst of all that stretched skin. Pushing down the cotton sheet that drapes over his body, I look, taking in the angular lines and solid muscle that forms the man.
Where has my shyness gone?
Where is the woman who hid under the covers from Garrett?
I am not that same woman. I do not know where she went, but I am no longer she, and honestly, I am glad that she is gone.
She would have been too afraid to join Lord Fyre for three months. She would have been too afraid of the feelings awakening in the very tissues and fibers of her being, feelings that make me want to reach out and stroke the imperfections of his body. I’ve never seen him naked. Last night that changed and I was too tired, too sore to pay much attention. I am still tired, languidly so, still not wanting to move, but it takes little effort to stroke the length of the scar on his left forearm, long and deep, slightly ragged, even though it appears to be an old scar. I wonder only for a second how he got it, before moving to the next imperfection, a row of round circles, angling across his back, not decorative, not on purpose, though their effect accentuates his power. It is a wonder he survived whatever caused the marks, and because I know instinctively that he is lucky to be alive, I trace each dented, perfect circle reverently.
My touch could wake him, but there is no fear of him waking even though I lie in his bed naked. He too is as naked as the day he was born. Even though, yesterday, I admitted to Dr. Psycho that I fear sex with him, but I explained it wrong, or the explanation was twisted by the time it reached Lord Fyre, because it wasn’t that I feared the sex. I feared my inexperience. I feared not being able to please him. I feared the ultimate outcome—losing Garrett forever if I allowed my baser needs to win and I gave myself to Lord Fyre fully.
I do not know how long we’ve slept; I know only that it is daylight again, and in my mind, time for him to awake. Awake before I lose my nerve and am no longer brave. Awake before I start thinking too hard about consequences, guilt, and judgment.
I smile. Looking at his body, it is so hard not to. He is perfection and it makes me giddy. Perfection in my bed.
I smooth my hand over the flatness of his stomach, dropping lower, finding him hard. Wondering what thought God had when he made all healthy, able men awaken with a hard-on. Awaken. Hard. Oh, shit.
Well, that's it...let me know what you think of your first glimpse of Lord Fyre**grin**
2.26.2007
Stalkers and Cover Art
Yowzah...I've been stalked...and found! Yes, our favorite girl, otherwise known as PRICELESS, the one and only Lila Dubois found me at home, tucking in Sir Hotness...
And here I thought NO ONE would be able to find us out in the Middle of Nowhere (I mean we don't even have internet)...
So, from Priceless, I find out that she hijacked the Liquid Silver Blog ... cause I forgot ... Sir Hotness is VERY VERY DISTRACTING;) but, between you and me ...I'm getting a lot of really awesome ideas for the next book that I'm working on which is actually book 3 (or 4) of the Chronicles of Surrender to be titled Hallowed Screams because Sir Hotness is totally dark and I can really appreciate that darkness if you know what I mean ... and we both are totally excited about celebrating Halloween this year ... decorating the house ... graveyard in the front yard, bubbling cauldron in the driveway ....and both of us costumed out in total wickedness... I can't wait... so I have to write fast so that Hallowed Screams is ready in time for a Halloween release (I hope LSB is up for that...hey Rachel???? RACHEL!!?? Are you reading this?? I mean, I know you are busy with a bazillion new writers and all but can I get a Halloween release date??)
so anyway, back to the current up and coming release and my favorite cover artist....yes that would be April Martinez.... cause check out this bad ass cover for SACRED REVELATIONS!!!!
2.24.2007
The View From My Bedroom Window
Sometimes, I feel like I'm dreaming ... I have peace and quiet, a beautiful home, the man of my dreams ... he even loves my dog (the outdoor dog who now loves the man because he's a very lucky INDOOR DOG now...)
Whatever happens next ... DON'T WAKE ME UP ... cause like is so fucking good right now, I can't believe it's actually happening to me... Wow ... I love this man ...
Sitting in The Cafe
I sit in the coffee shop thinking about everything I want to blog about...books, movies, politics...I find it hard to focus when my thoughts turn to the books I have yet to write, the projects I have promised ... 2 anthology short stories, 2 full lengths... and the dream book I want to get started on but feel like I have to complete my commitments first ... and wonder, where am I ever going to find the time??
My first answer is to leave the day job I currently have and go to another firm part-time...this is actually in the works and may be the only thing that saves my sanity. So hopefully, if all goes according to plan, I will be able to leave the full time hell-a-thon job that's been taking all my time and energy by the end of the month. the new part time job would begin a full month later, leaving me thirty days of writing bliss in the middle...
The big concern becomes at this point how my new husband will deal with the demented side of his wife who is full fledged WRITING MODE. I don't even want to think about it ... I'm not pleasant ... I drink too much ... I stare into space ALOT ... I write marathon stretches of hours and hours at a time ... and pretty much demand of those around me to just leave me be ...
My kids adjust ... they've seen me in full blown out writer mode before ... Sir Hotness hasn't.
Scary.
But if I don't write I don't feel complete ... writing is what I do ... it consumes my soul.
Wish me luck as 2007 unfolds because my plans include:
1. Edit Sacred Revelations
2. Write Hallowed Screams (Book 4)
3. Rewrite parts of Unholy Promises (Book 3)
4. Write Demon Lover ... a new project that's been haunting my sleep
5. Finish anthology project #1: Submissive
6. Finish anthology project #2: Date Me, Please!
7. Start the big book ... Wiccan and Out of the Closet
If my marriage survives and my day job plans pan out ... it's gonna be a hell of a year!
My first answer is to leave the day job I currently have and go to another firm part-time...this is actually in the works and may be the only thing that saves my sanity. So hopefully, if all goes according to plan, I will be able to leave the full time hell-a-thon job that's been taking all my time and energy by the end of the month. the new part time job would begin a full month later, leaving me thirty days of writing bliss in the middle...
The big concern becomes at this point how my new husband will deal with the demented side of his wife who is full fledged WRITING MODE. I don't even want to think about it ... I'm not pleasant ... I drink too much ... I stare into space ALOT ... I write marathon stretches of hours and hours at a time ... and pretty much demand of those around me to just leave me be ...
My kids adjust ... they've seen me in full blown out writer mode before ... Sir Hotness hasn't.
Scary.
But if I don't write I don't feel complete ... writing is what I do ... it consumes my soul.
Wish me luck as 2007 unfolds because my plans include:
1. Edit Sacred Revelations
2. Write Hallowed Screams (Book 4)
3. Rewrite parts of Unholy Promises (Book 3)
4. Write Demon Lover ... a new project that's been haunting my sleep
5. Finish anthology project #1: Submissive
6. Finish anthology project #2: Date Me, Please!
7. Start the big book ... Wiccan and Out of the Closet
If my marriage survives and my day job plans pan out ... it's gonna be a hell of a year!
2.23.2007
Lost In The Middle of Nowhere
Dear Friends,
I wish I could say that my absence has been because I've been locked in a closet, tied to the bed, or otherwise indisposed ... but no. I have no Internet at the new house ...
Sad, but true ... we may have moved a bit far off the beaten track to find a peaceful place to commence our new lives as Mr and Mrs Sir Hotness ... However, parts of living in the middle of nowhere is wonderful.
I now have a hawk that lives in the backyard and several rabbits, though I fear the hawk has it in for the rabbit family ... I'm going to try to arrange for peace talks once the weather breaks.
I can see stars in the sky at night and there is no traffic noise.
There are several barking dogs though ... I never see them ... but at night I can hear them in the distance and whether I am annoyed or amused by their constant banter across the fields is anyone's guess and is hugely dependent on my mood...
Ah, and there is a train ... not close ...or at least not too close ... I think, just close enough, because it's whstle sounds like a lullaby at night.
I hope to have a connection soon ... or at least access to a connection that doesn't require driving back into the city ... although the Coffee Shop has lovely atmosphere and good friends (and not for the good friends to take offence but I don't get any work done because WE spend too much time laughing and talking) ...so that I can resume regular posts!
So, I hope that if you are used to popping by the blog every day ... please continue to bear with me and soon I will have things back to normal ... or at least bask to kinky as usual ...
Hugs and Kisses
Roxy
I wish I could say that my absence has been because I've been locked in a closet, tied to the bed, or otherwise indisposed ... but no. I have no Internet at the new house ...
Sad, but true ... we may have moved a bit far off the beaten track to find a peaceful place to commence our new lives as Mr and Mrs Sir Hotness ... However, parts of living in the middle of nowhere is wonderful.
I now have a hawk that lives in the backyard and several rabbits, though I fear the hawk has it in for the rabbit family ... I'm going to try to arrange for peace talks once the weather breaks.
I can see stars in the sky at night and there is no traffic noise.
There are several barking dogs though ... I never see them ... but at night I can hear them in the distance and whether I am annoyed or amused by their constant banter across the fields is anyone's guess and is hugely dependent on my mood...
Ah, and there is a train ... not close ...or at least not too close ... I think, just close enough, because it's whstle sounds like a lullaby at night.
I hope to have a connection soon ... or at least access to a connection that doesn't require driving back into the city ... although the Coffee Shop has lovely atmosphere and good friends (and not for the good friends to take offence but I don't get any work done because WE spend too much time laughing and talking) ...so that I can resume regular posts!
So, I hope that if you are used to popping by the blog every day ... please continue to bear with me and soon I will have things back to normal ... or at least bask to kinky as usual ...
Hugs and Kisses
Roxy
2.10.2007
How Much Do You Love Your Cat?
One of Sir Hotness friend's, Mizr Happy, sent me an email that was too cute to not share...maybe because I love cats ... I don't think Mizr Happy shares that opinion though...
Original email:
OKAY>>>>>> I’m CALLING CRUELTY TO ANIMALS ON THIS…. Just my opinion:
This is just what you need…
Time to grab the neighbor's cat and take up art! See attached photos!!!The book these came from said some of the paint jobs cost $15,000 and had to be repeated every 3 months as the cat's hair grows out.
Some people have to much time on their hands and some have to much money on theirs, must be nice to have $60,000 a year just to keep your cat painted.
Time to grab the neighbor's cat and take up art! See attached photos!!!The book these came from said some of the paint jobs cost $15,000 and had to be repeated every 3 months as the cat's hair grows out.
Some people have to much time on their hands and some have to much money on theirs, must be nice to have $60,000 a year just to keep your cat painted.
Yeah, I think they're cute ... I'm kinda wondering if Black Cat will hold still long enough on Halloween to transform him into Skeleton Cat ... what's your thoughts?? Cute? Cruel?
a little quick internet surfing led me to the book by authors Burton Silver and Heather Busch ... WHY PAINT CATS : The Ethics of Feline Aesthetics ...
2.09.2007
Edits
There is a day that most writers love ... the day the edits arrive for their Manuscript, putting them one step closer to publication. I'm not one of those writers ...
I dread edits ... so, today I plunged in not quite with both feet but with a skeptical toe dip into the thoughts and reactions of my editor ... and to be honest, Sacred Revelations was pretty clean ... aside from modifier misusage and comma misusage ... I apologize publically to my editor who makes diligent corrections and doesn't complain ... and in this book, there was also a fair amount of French translations ... thank god SHE speaks two languages because I don't and it was only with the aide of Beautiful Girl and her second year french text that I did as well as I did ... sorry, sidetrack ...
back to the skeptical toe dip ... I scrolled, seeking comments ... and scrolled (still looking because with Sacred Secrets, my editors comments held valuable insight into what I was trying to say ...but failed miserably at saying, but with her guidance became intellibible) ...
Halleiluia .... finally ... a comment!
Darn, another misplaced modifier... but then I don't have to go very far to get this comment:
"You haven’t used this term correctly and I’m not sure what you mean here…"
Funny, me either ... in reference to what I wanted to describe ... the view of Garrett's face as seen framed between Celia's legs as he was going down on her... it just didn't come across very well ... so I'll have to rethink that a bit ...
then, back to looking for helpful commments ... insight into the minds of my characters from another's pov ... then finally on page 122 another comment:
" Fuuuuuuuuck. Seriously. This whole scene and the one before... Damn! "
I translate that to mean -- she likes it :) Not exactly character insight but my stroked ego is feeling much better about Sacred Revelations ...
I'm still not ready to dive into the edts with both feet ... I think I'll keep scrolling for comments because I know I have two unresolved issues in my head and I need to know if they became unresolved issues in my editors head ...
Ah, hell, EDITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just saw in a note she wants this back by Feb. 18th ... so much for just dipping in my big toe!!
Wish me luck!
I dread edits ... so, today I plunged in not quite with both feet but with a skeptical toe dip into the thoughts and reactions of my editor ... and to be honest, Sacred Revelations was pretty clean ... aside from modifier misusage and comma misusage ... I apologize publically to my editor who makes diligent corrections and doesn't complain ... and in this book, there was also a fair amount of French translations ... thank god SHE speaks two languages because I don't and it was only with the aide of Beautiful Girl and her second year french text that I did as well as I did ... sorry, sidetrack ...
back to the skeptical toe dip ... I scrolled, seeking comments ... and scrolled (still looking because with Sacred Secrets, my editors comments held valuable insight into what I was trying to say ...but failed miserably at saying, but with her guidance became intellibible) ...
Halleiluia .... finally ... a comment!
Darn, another misplaced modifier... but then I don't have to go very far to get this comment:
"You haven’t used this term correctly and I’m not sure what you mean here…"
Funny, me either ... in reference to what I wanted to describe ... the view of Garrett's face as seen framed between Celia's legs as he was going down on her... it just didn't come across very well ... so I'll have to rethink that a bit ...
then, back to looking for helpful commments ... insight into the minds of my characters from another's pov ... then finally on page 122 another comment:
" Fuuuuuuuuck. Seriously. This whole scene and the one before... Damn! "
I translate that to mean -- she likes it :) Not exactly character insight but my stroked ego is feeling much better about Sacred Revelations ...
I'm still not ready to dive into the edts with both feet ... I think I'll keep scrolling for comments because I know I have two unresolved issues in my head and I need to know if they became unresolved issues in my editors head ...
Ah, hell, EDITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just saw in a note she wants this back by Feb. 18th ... so much for just dipping in my big toe!!
Wish me luck!
2.07.2007
1.31.2007
Share Your Honeymoon Stories and Win
I'm not sure where the time went but I will be a married woman in less than 24 hrs...
Today, I bought new bras and panties and other lacies...
I had my hair done...
Looking at my bitten fingernails, I wonder if a manicure would even help...
What I haven't done...
-Packed for the honeymoon
-Mapquested directions to the Honeymoon Destination
(Sir Hotness doesn't do mapquest...he likes maps...I'll mapquest!)
-Bought fun honeymoon necessities...candles, oil, bubblebath
(Sir Hotness is in charge of getting new toys for the Special Occasion)
>> He asked me this morning over the phone, "Are you scared yet?"
Hmmm...Now I wonder if he was talking about the "playtime" part or "the rest of my life with him" part? So, if you don't hear from me for awhile...I haven't fallen off the face of the earth ... I'm just tied up screaming in a remote corner of it
OMG, I can't wait!!!!!!
And, just for the fun of it ... share with me ...and my blog readers ... your honeymoon story ... funny, scary, humiliating ... whatever ... for a chance to win a copy of ebook Sacred Secrets or Sacred Revelations (winners choice). Come on ... I know you all have a story to tell!!
Other news worthiness, just because the brave and the bizarre entertain me...
Tyra Banks fights back... you'll find no Super Waddle here!
and a final reason why I'm eloping...
Fourth Quarter Top Ten
I'm happy to announce that as we closed out the fourth quarter at Liquid Silver Books, Sacred Secrets found itself in the Top Ten Best Sellers List. Whew Hoo!!!!
To celebrate and to honor my fellow authors, here is the official LIST:
2006 Q4 Top Ten
01. The Outcast - Jayelle Drewry
02. The Accidental Lover - Eileen Ann Brennan03. Wulf - Kayelle Allen
04. Losing It - Kate Willoughby
05. No Going Home - TA Chase
06. Half Wed Moon - Mara Lee
07. Amusing Amanda - DJ Manly
08. Thirty Days - Shayla Kersten
09. Sacred Secrets - Roxy Harte
10. The Heat of the Knight - Scottie Barrett
So to celebrate ... I'm going book shopping ... join me?
1.30.2007
Good Grief...Today I'm Waiting For The Aliens To Show Up
Today couldn't get any odder if aliens landed...well maybe if the double penised horned, red-skinned aliens from Xandra's book Alien Communion showed up for tea and a lesson in rope bondage...but then I'd just have to tell them to come back in May for the Big Rope Conference because today ... because, I'm just too busy to be tied up or probed...
For example, I have been playing peek-a-boo with the almost one year old granddaughter for over half an hour...and she's not bored yet ... as a matter of fact, when the blanket stops covering her head for more than what she considers appropriate play lag ... she screams bloody murder...
The three year old granddaughter is so engrossed in Paramont Picture's Barnyard that the house could burn down and she wouldn't notice ... I can understand completely. I was totally reduced to mush when Ben The Good Cow Died and the barnyard had a very touching funeral service.
During the Peek-A-Boo, Funeral Moment, a very important realestate investor called and I was trying to talk him through a contract negotiation, save a deal, and arrange a meeting for later in the day... Yes, there was so much drama that he suggested he fax the contract over and stick an earnest money check in the mail ... I'm feel very unprofessional but the one year old is not screaming. Yeah for me.
I have four hours data entry beaconing from the table top and I'm watching The Barnyard ...AGAIN ... which is actually an improvement since Nemo has played through twice as well and I needed a break from "just keep swimming, just keep swimming...)
How did I end up in this predicament?
You guessed it ... leather clad, flogger yielding Roxy is a pushover. The oldest came to make sure that I was okay (had not lost my mind) since I was getting married to a man I barely know ...and deciding that I am in fact sane ... decided I am also capable of babysitting for a few hours...
I was sane... pre-baby dropoff.
For example, I have been playing peek-a-boo with the almost one year old granddaughter for over half an hour...and she's not bored yet ... as a matter of fact, when the blanket stops covering her head for more than what she considers appropriate play lag ... she screams bloody murder...
The three year old granddaughter is so engrossed in Paramont Picture's Barnyard that the house could burn down and she wouldn't notice ... I can understand completely. I was totally reduced to mush when Ben The Good Cow Died and the barnyard had a very touching funeral service.
During the Peek-A-Boo, Funeral Moment, a very important realestate investor called and I was trying to talk him through a contract negotiation, save a deal, and arrange a meeting for later in the day... Yes, there was so much drama that he suggested he fax the contract over and stick an earnest money check in the mail ... I'm feel very unprofessional but the one year old is not screaming. Yeah for me.
I have four hours data entry beaconing from the table top and I'm watching The Barnyard ...AGAIN ... which is actually an improvement since Nemo has played through twice as well and I needed a break from "just keep swimming, just keep swimming...)
How did I end up in this predicament?
You guessed it ... leather clad, flogger yielding Roxy is a pushover. The oldest came to make sure that I was okay (had not lost my mind) since I was getting married to a man I barely know ...and deciding that I am in fact sane ... decided I am also capable of babysitting for a few hours...
I was sane... pre-baby dropoff.
1.29.2007
Yes, I'm REALLY Getting Married...
I find it laugh out loud funny that so many people are finding it so hard to believe that I am getting married. Yes, I admit, I was jaded. I'll even go so far as to say that for a while...I hated most men. But why is it so hard to believe that maybe it took a while to find the right man? And really, what makes the right man--the RIGHT MAN?
Take my ex-husband...he called tonight to ask if I was still going through with it. He can't believe I'd do THIS...
Then there is the ex-boyfriend...he sent an email tonight as well...
Okay, I don't get it.
They don't want anyone else to find happiness with me??
Then there is my lovely oldest daughter, who called today to say that she is coming over tomorrow...just to make sure that I'm okay, in case I want to talk, because she wants to make certain I'm getting married for the right reasons...
What are the right reasons?
I walk into a room and his eyes light up when he sees me...
He whispers he loves me from across a room so that I read his lips and no one else is wiser...
He finishes my sentences, and I finish his...
He makes me laugh with true joy...and I haven't felt such heartfelt happiness in decades.
And sex appeal? Ohhhh yeahhhh. That's why we hooked up. Remember J, my vanilla friend that maybe isn't so vanilla? Well, she was there the first time I met Sir Hotness...then he walked away...and my comment to her was, "OMG, I'm fucking WET!" Her comment was, "So?"
And I answered her with the truth...I hadn't gotten honest to goodness wet without artificial assistance ie lube in YEARS. As soon as she heard that she said, "My god, go find him! Would you really let him disappear before you even have his name and number?" and the answer to that was NO ... I gave him my name and number.
I think all of these are very good reasons and it isn't even a start to all the reasons why I love this man. It isn't even the starting ground for why we are getting married after only three months.
I would ask, why wait?
There isn't anyone out there who can make me feel the way he makes me feel and I'm certain he feels the same way. Why? Because he says it's so...and I believe him.
That's why today we went to get a marriage license and that's why Thursday by the light of the full moon I am committing to sharing my life with this man.
Take my ex-husband...he called tonight to ask if I was still going through with it. He can't believe I'd do THIS...
Then there is the ex-boyfriend...he sent an email tonight as well...
Okay, I don't get it.
They don't want anyone else to find happiness with me??
Then there is my lovely oldest daughter, who called today to say that she is coming over tomorrow...just to make sure that I'm okay, in case I want to talk, because she wants to make certain I'm getting married for the right reasons...
What are the right reasons?
I walk into a room and his eyes light up when he sees me...
He whispers he loves me from across a room so that I read his lips and no one else is wiser...
He finishes my sentences, and I finish his...
He makes me laugh with true joy...and I haven't felt such heartfelt happiness in decades.
And sex appeal? Ohhhh yeahhhh. That's why we hooked up. Remember J, my vanilla friend that maybe isn't so vanilla? Well, she was there the first time I met Sir Hotness...then he walked away...and my comment to her was, "OMG, I'm fucking WET!" Her comment was, "So?"
And I answered her with the truth...I hadn't gotten honest to goodness wet without artificial assistance ie lube in YEARS. As soon as she heard that she said, "My god, go find him! Would you really let him disappear before you even have his name and number?" and the answer to that was NO ... I gave him my name and number.
I think all of these are very good reasons and it isn't even a start to all the reasons why I love this man. It isn't even the starting ground for why we are getting married after only three months.
I would ask, why wait?
There isn't anyone out there who can make me feel the way he makes me feel and I'm certain he feels the same way. Why? Because he says it's so...and I believe him.
That's why today we went to get a marriage license and that's why Thursday by the light of the full moon I am committing to sharing my life with this man.
1.28.2007
Awake All Night
I could say I woke up to an amazing private message from Lisa Andel, one of the LSB authors, but the waking up part would be a lie, since I've pretty much been awake all night...and not the screaming in pleasure/pain I wanna be awake that would have been wonderful but the tossing and turning, lay down, get back up, yo-yo that made it a fairly awful sleep night. The cause? Pick one... High stress job? Teenager Worries? Daughter and Grandbabies on the road travelling without recent word that they're okay? Bridal Jitters? Failed Past Relationships?
Goddess help me.
So Lisa Andel sending me this LINK to a recent review of Sacred Secrets...
Well, lets just say that she's the hero of my morning...
This is what Plain Jane said about Sacred Secrets:
Review for Sacred Secrets
Author: Roxy Harte
Date of Review: 01/20/07
Reviewed by: Jane Anderson
Reviewer Comments: If had ended differently, I would have rated this book higher; but now I have to buy the sequel because I am so involved in Celia's life that I have to know that it all turns out okay for her and truthfully, I'm terrified for her.
How's that for getting WAY INTO A BOOK?
Normally, I take a few days reading a book, not this one...by chapter three I was in over my head with these characters and by chapter eight it was way past my bedtime...then, the book went with me to work...and I read through most of my shift.
I love the way Roxy Harte pulled me in using both hers and his points of view in almost alternating chapters. I don't think this book would have been as compelling if it had been written any other way.
I love that I was in the head of the submissive and then next chapter, I was in the head of the Dominant.
I felt real emotion, sometimes deep wretching emotion reading this book. I've thought about this book long after the final word...and now, I'm waiting...waiting for the conclusion and I feel like it's me that's torn open and needing fixed as much as Celia.
I have never been as affected by a book as I was with Sacred Secrets.
RatingsOverall: 9
Sensuality: 10
Genre Element: 10
So now, are you convinced to BUY SACRED SECRETS?
What? You already bought Sacred Secrets? Why not tell a friend about it?
Is this shameless self-promotion first thing on a Sunday morning? Yep! No apologies there! You see, a snowstorm is coming and I'll be driving right into it on my way to show a house (real estate agent by day) to a couple who are insisting on seeing the house even though they won't write a contract, out of their price range, and I'm obligated to show them...even though it's more than an hour's drive away from me....and I haven't slept.
At this moment, being a full time erotic romance writer would REALLY work for me. So if anyone out there is reading this...and maybe knows a big-time New York editor type...I really, really don't mind if you toss my name around a bit!
Goddess help me.
So Lisa Andel sending me this LINK to a recent review of Sacred Secrets...
Well, lets just say that she's the hero of my morning...
This is what Plain Jane said about Sacred Secrets:
Review for Sacred Secrets
Author: Roxy Harte
Date of Review: 01/20/07
Reviewed by: Jane Anderson
Reviewer Comments: If had ended differently, I would have rated this book higher; but now I have to buy the sequel because I am so involved in Celia's life that I have to know that it all turns out okay for her and truthfully, I'm terrified for her.
How's that for getting WAY INTO A BOOK?
Normally, I take a few days reading a book, not this one...by chapter three I was in over my head with these characters and by chapter eight it was way past my bedtime...then, the book went with me to work...and I read through most of my shift.
I love the way Roxy Harte pulled me in using both hers and his points of view in almost alternating chapters. I don't think this book would have been as compelling if it had been written any other way.
I love that I was in the head of the submissive and then next chapter, I was in the head of the Dominant.
I felt real emotion, sometimes deep wretching emotion reading this book. I've thought about this book long after the final word...and now, I'm waiting...waiting for the conclusion and I feel like it's me that's torn open and needing fixed as much as Celia.
I have never been as affected by a book as I was with Sacred Secrets.
RatingsOverall: 9
Sensuality: 10
Genre Element: 10
So now, are you convinced to BUY SACRED SECRETS?
What? You already bought Sacred Secrets? Why not tell a friend about it?
Is this shameless self-promotion first thing on a Sunday morning? Yep! No apologies there! You see, a snowstorm is coming and I'll be driving right into it on my way to show a house (real estate agent by day) to a couple who are insisting on seeing the house even though they won't write a contract, out of their price range, and I'm obligated to show them...even though it's more than an hour's drive away from me....and I haven't slept.
At this moment, being a full time erotic romance writer would REALLY work for me. So if anyone out there is reading this...and maybe knows a big-time New York editor type...I really, really don't mind if you toss my name around a bit!
1.27.2007
Thank Goddess Iguanas Have Two Penises and other strange sex-y stories from this week's news
There is an Iguana in Antwerp who is about to have one of his two penises amputated as an effort to save his life. It seems the poor fellow was jilted by his lover pre-ejaculation and has been dragging his very hard erection through the dirt ever since (over a week).
Other, strangely sexual in nature stories filled the internet highways this morning? I should ask Dar how the planets are aligning...it may portend a very frisky upcoming honeymoon weekend for me! We can hope! Read the rest of what what happening when you weren't really paying attention...
In Saratoga, California there is a serial exhibitionist roaming the woods, running nude much to the surprise of the hikers and equestrians who have crossed his path over the last year and a half that he has been "streaking". He is described as "Polite","frumpy. Plain. Not in good physical shape. It's not a pretty sight" and "with dark hair, sweaty red skin and lack of body hair, (making him easily recognizable)" So I guess the answer is if you are going to be an exhibitionist in California...get a tan and get some muscles because being polite isn't going to get you anywhere.
In Yonkers, NY a teacher has been barred from teaching his students. It seems he was a little too exhuberant teaching and has been reduced to administrative duties until the superintendent can arrange to have the Board of Trustees to fire him. His crime, having seventh graders draw penises on the chaulkboard during an anatomy/sexuality class. One parent complained.
A researcher at the Oregon Health and Science University may have to halt his five years of research on what makes 8% of all male sheep gay. The goal, he says, is to understand the fundamental mechanisms of sexual orientation in sheep. Other researchers might some day build on his findings to seek ways to determine which rams are likeliest to breed. However, protests from PETA have reigned harsh criticism on him, saying that he is trying to create a prenatal gay cure.
There's more...much more...
But I'll save it for another post.
Any thoughts to share?
If not, here are some cartoons to brighten your day. As evidenced by this forced feminization of Tom, I was not the only mind warped at an early age by the amount of bondage prevelant in the Tom and Jerry early morning funnies:
Other, strangely sexual in nature stories filled the internet highways this morning? I should ask Dar how the planets are aligning...it may portend a very frisky upcoming honeymoon weekend for me! We can hope! Read the rest of what what happening when you weren't really paying attention...
In Saratoga, California there is a serial exhibitionist roaming the woods, running nude much to the surprise of the hikers and equestrians who have crossed his path over the last year and a half that he has been "streaking". He is described as "Polite","frumpy. Plain. Not in good physical shape. It's not a pretty sight" and "with dark hair, sweaty red skin and lack of body hair, (making him easily recognizable)" So I guess the answer is if you are going to be an exhibitionist in California...get a tan and get some muscles because being polite isn't going to get you anywhere.
In Yonkers, NY a teacher has been barred from teaching his students. It seems he was a little too exhuberant teaching and has been reduced to administrative duties until the superintendent can arrange to have the Board of Trustees to fire him. His crime, having seventh graders draw penises on the chaulkboard during an anatomy/sexuality class. One parent complained.
A researcher at the Oregon Health and Science University may have to halt his five years of research on what makes 8% of all male sheep gay. The goal, he says, is to understand the fundamental mechanisms of sexual orientation in sheep. Other researchers might some day build on his findings to seek ways to determine which rams are likeliest to breed. However, protests from PETA have reigned harsh criticism on him, saying that he is trying to create a prenatal gay cure.
There's more...much more...
But I'll save it for another post.
Any thoughts to share?
If not, here are some cartoons to brighten your day. As evidenced by this forced feminization of Tom, I was not the only mind warped at an early age by the amount of bondage prevelant in the Tom and Jerry early morning funnies:
1.26.2007
Friends I Haven't Seen For Awhile
Today I had lunch with some friends I haven't seen for awhile...fairly vanilla friends (although I'll never forget the day that J showed up at work and announced she had broken her self-enforced abstinence (she lasted 30 days) by demanding of her then ex "get every toy in the house and DO ME NOW!")although maybe not THAT vanilla.
So, sitting over pasta, J knew EXACTLY how long I've been seeing Sir Hotness because she was there when I met him but no one else at the table knew ... they assumed I was marrying "my EX"...
and upon hearing that no...not exactly...this is "the new guy;)"
"New Guy? How new?"
"Well, in three days I'll have been dating him exactly three months."
Talk about silencing a table...
In other friendly realms...namely the author forums amid talk of the the pros of DSL over high-speed internet...are sprinkled such comments as the one left by Mike of LSB, "Speaking of high-speed connections, way to go Roxy!" or the one left by Celine also LSB, "What ARE you wearing for the wedding? Rope burns?"
Or the private message sent by Lila though private message through the forum (now becoming not so private)with my reply in pink:
You're getting MARRIED in SIX DAYS?
Where? ... legal ceremony: local mayor in a private ceremony
ritual ceremony: a few hours later under the full moon, skyclad
what are you wearing? ... crocheted lace dress my mom bought me.
and more importantly what are you wearing underneith? ... nothing underneath because that is the way Sir Hotness likes me;) ...
So, sitting over pasta, J knew EXACTLY how long I've been seeing Sir Hotness because she was there when I met him but no one else at the table knew ... they assumed I was marrying "my EX"...
and upon hearing that no...not exactly...this is "the new guy;)"
"New Guy? How new?"
"Well, in three days I'll have been dating him exactly three months."
Talk about silencing a table...
In other friendly realms...namely the author forums amid talk of the the pros of DSL over high-speed internet...are sprinkled such comments as the one left by Mike of LSB, "Speaking of high-speed connections, way to go Roxy!" or the one left by Celine also LSB, "What ARE you wearing for the wedding? Rope burns?"
Or the private message sent by Lila though private message through the forum (now becoming not so private)with my reply in pink:
You're getting MARRIED in SIX DAYS?
Where? ... legal ceremony: local mayor in a private ceremony
ritual ceremony: a few hours later under the full moon, skyclad
what are you wearing? ... crocheted lace dress my mom bought me.
and more importantly what are you wearing underneith? ... nothing underneath because that is the way Sir Hotness likes me;) ...
1.24.2007
Am I Geeky/Nerdy?
One of my every few day blog visits is to a lovely girl's site named Mistress Matisse's Journal. Some of my regular reader's already know this because I've taken you there on field trips in the past...and also to her primary and secondary partner's sites just because they too have interesting topics or pictures on occasion.
Today, Mistress Matisse wrote:
"Not surprisingly, many of my kinky pals are also pretty geeky/nerdy. (There is a definite overlap between certain social subcultures. For example, take these groups: BDSM people, pagans, Ren Faire people, Goths, poly people, and science fiction/fantasy fans. These social groups interlock like the Olympic rings, if you actively participate in any one of them, you definitely know people in some of the others. And chances are good you actually belong to more than one group. Why is this true? That I can't say, although it's amusing to speculate about after a drink or two.)"
Although I laughed, nodding my head in agreement about the interlocking rings, her POV raised a very serious question since I currently fit into at least four of the six groups and at least once in my life five categories simutaneously...Am I GEEKY/NERDY? Because I've never considered myself geeky or nerdy...although my teenage daughter tells me on an almost daily basis that I am indeed...
When I think of geeks...and or nerds...I always think of the science geeks ...you know, the guys who keep three pens handy in their front shirt pockets...(no offence Sir Hotness because even though you are a microbiologist you are totally not geeky or nerdy in my mind either, even though I'm sure back in the day you founded the H.S. Science Club;)
I don't think of my friend Xandra, who fits at least three of the catagories as well, even though she may call herself a geek...I'll have to ask her because she also does role-playing games and she's currently pouting about her soon to be internet-less status...
And ...come to think of it I'm pretty sure Sir Hotness enjoys role-playing games too...so according to Matisse's definition both Xandra and Sir Hotness are Geeky Nerds.
I am therefore safe because I do not play role-playing games...Ha!
Today, Mistress Matisse wrote:
"Not surprisingly, many of my kinky pals are also pretty geeky/nerdy. (There is a definite overlap between certain social subcultures. For example, take these groups: BDSM people, pagans, Ren Faire people, Goths, poly people, and science fiction/fantasy fans. These social groups interlock like the Olympic rings, if you actively participate in any one of them, you definitely know people in some of the others. And chances are good you actually belong to more than one group. Why is this true? That I can't say, although it's amusing to speculate about after a drink or two.)"
Although I laughed, nodding my head in agreement about the interlocking rings, her POV raised a very serious question since I currently fit into at least four of the six groups and at least once in my life five categories simutaneously...Am I GEEKY/NERDY? Because I've never considered myself geeky or nerdy...although my teenage daughter tells me on an almost daily basis that I am indeed...
When I think of geeks...and or nerds...I always think of the science geeks ...you know, the guys who keep three pens handy in their front shirt pockets...(no offence Sir Hotness because even though you are a microbiologist you are totally not geeky or nerdy in my mind either, even though I'm sure back in the day you founded the H.S. Science Club;)
I don't think of my friend Xandra, who fits at least three of the catagories as well, even though she may call herself a geek...I'll have to ask her because she also does role-playing games and she's currently pouting about her soon to be internet-less status...
And ...come to think of it I'm pretty sure Sir Hotness enjoys role-playing games too...so according to Matisse's definition both Xandra and Sir Hotness are Geeky Nerds.
I am therefore safe because I do not play role-playing games...Ha!
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