She was jovial today
Almost giddy
Her skin tingled with excitement
She knew she shouldn’t be here
They had chased her away before
But there was something arousing
And mythical
About this fanciful place
It sang to her heart
It felt like home
A home she was yet to be accepted into
But one where she longed to be
The people inside those walls…
Evening all. What do you mean, ‘Who the hell are you?’ It’s me. Cameron.
Why can’t I be more like this guy?
Yeah, I know…it’s been a while…
Sometimes life has a way of throwing a spanner in the works. Lately, mine has thrown the whole toolbox and crashed a rusty JCB into said works, and rendered such luxuries as free time and creative thinking somewhat screwed. Fear not – it’s nothing serious, it’s just new responsibilities pulling me in several new directions. While not beyond repair, I’ve yet to organize what little time I’ve had to focus it on fun, creative endeavors like my writing.
And there’s the problem.
I’m feeling antsy. Unproductive, despite barely sitting still. I feel like I’m letting people down, and letting myself down by not getting words down on paper. I’m not grandiose enough to think that I owe the world my waffle, but it’s become such a big part of my life in the past year or so, that not creating something regularly is starting to grind. I’ve neglected Twitter something fierce, which I genuinely hate to do. I’m behind om my blogs, my reading, everything…
My current project is a paranormal romance/urban fantasy novel with shades of erotica and Chapter One is complete. That’s it. One chapter of about 5000 words, with a cliffhanger leading into a second chapter that doesn’t exist because I can’t maintain focus long enough to get it down.
I guess this blog post is a plea, a request for advice, from fellow writers and all those who balance fifteen things on a daily basis (which, I imagine, is pretty much everyone…). How do you find time to write when time seems to be against you? How do you snatch those few moments for yourself amidst the storm of responsibilities that life blows your way?
I hope…damn I hope…that I have time enough tomorrow to crack on with my novel, and get Chapter Two, if not finished, then well under way. How should I go about it?
I’m going through a stage,
An actor of myriad parts.
Lines forgotten, makeup smeared.
Projects overlapping,
Drowning out my voice and the
Hollow applause of
A bored audience.
Let the curtain fall,
Just for a moment,
And I will learn,
The role I should be playing.
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I must admit, this is one of my favourite sets and stories…
Just like an 80s video-nasty, I should have known movie night with Zoe and Tash would end up messy, and with very little in the way of genuine cinematic appreciation. It’s like they were designed to spread mischief wherever they go, a pair of punk pixies with rebellion in their hearts. Both the epitome of the alternative aesthetic and mentality, they still managed to be like chalk and cheese physically; Zoe was the dark and Tash the light, but both had a streak running through them that was as virtuous or as deviant as one could imagine. The side you got depended on their mood and it became very apparent very swiftly, as they curled up on the couch with their bowls of popcorn, that tonight they aimed to misbehave.
Things started out relaxed enough. Zoe sat in her loose-fitting flannel shirt with her thick woollen socks drawn up to her milky-white thighs, burgundy lips pursing against each bite of salt-slick popcorn. Tash perched cross-legged beside her in a retro-design white T shirt and her own over-knee socks pulled high, white wool with alternating red and blue bands. In the glow of the TV they were divine, but the heavenly veneer wouldn’t remain for long. They had been friends for years, but their relationship was one of constant rivalry and playful antagonism. Choosing the movie was just the beginning of the trouble.
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Moonlight ripples over the water
Wind dances through your hair
Whispered promises in the dark
I look away from you in love
The sound of your breath
beside me in the dark
The feel of your skin
You drape your arm across my breast
Fingers tangled in my hair
thumb caressing my cheek
You, sleeping at my side
What dreams quietly dance upon your heart?
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After Mother Nature’s relentless pounding of England’s alleged green and pleasant lands with torrential rain for what seemed like an eternity, She had granted an amnesty. Not a mere lack of downpour, but a veritable heatwave that saw the demeanour, moods and attire of a whole country change overnight. It was the kind of scorching sunshine that made the whole nation come out to play, and Jaye was no exception.
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I couldn't be more excited about this week's guest blogger. I first bumped into author Cameron Lincoln back in March in the Twitterverse. By April, I had gotten an opportunity to enter a fascinating dialogue with him and a few other talented writers in a genre I had never thought about exploring before: erotica. Since then, I've read multiple titles from him and some other writers within the genre, and quickly recognized that my own interpretation of what "erotica" meant did not take into account a talented writer's ability to put his own spin on it.
I’m a gentleman writer of romantic erotica featuring a variety of scenarios and fetishes, catering to both male and female tastes.
My novellas and shorts are available as ebooks on Amazon, Smashwords & Lulu, and will soon be available in print.
I write exclusive content for numerous websites, including hosiery tease tales for MoreThanNylons.com, and intense hardcore erotica for CrazySlutty.com.
I am currently working on my first full length novel, set in the paranormal romance genre.
