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Random thoughts on our impending doom and everyday life, courtesy of a Romance Writer who occasionally feels the need to talk like a Sailor.

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Room with a View... cover love.



We have cover love! This short story, part of the Hot Down Under collection, is being released 1st November through Momentum Books and is available for pre-order here.



Angus had been a miracle. Twenty-three years old and gorgeous he had appeared like Romeo from the pool area and thrown supplies up to her balcony. But now Angus is gone – he has abandoned her, which is probably for the best. She couldn’t stand to watch him die too.

Stranded four floors up and fenced in on all sides by the infected, food and water supplies are running as low as Natalie’s spirits. A lingering death from starvation seems inevitable.

But then she sees Angus striding for the pool gate with a sawn-off shotgun in his hands. Can he make it past the infected to reach her? And what will it mean if he does?

Sunday, 14 October 2012

Six Sentence Sunday...



Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday. First up apologies for commenting late last week, I was off boozing with a bunch of erotic writers up the coast. So yes, working. Mostly. Now, I thought today we’d do some more with Finn, the number two hero in Flesh.  Because sometimes, one hero is not enough. No, not even a little. High maintenance girls need two. It’s the truth. Accept it and move on with your life.  

Flesh is, in case you’re not aware, my Post-Zombie-Apocalypse M/F/M extravaganza, currently on sale here. In a slighty in your face way, I've even put a couple of excerpts from some of the reviews Flesh has received down the bottom of this post. Sorry about that. But it is after all my first book and I get a bit carried away about is sometimes. Thank you for your patience.

So, here we have things told from Daniel, our first hero’s point of view. They’re hiding for the night beneath a house. Ali, our heroine, is currently passed out cold across Dan’s chest, due to a head injury. Daniel and Ali are together. But Finn, a twenty-six year old former cop, is beginning to realise that he wants the girl for himself...


I like to imagine Finn looks a little somethin' like this. RAWR!
 
   Finn chuckled, casting an eye over his sleeping beauty. His gaze glommed onto the side of her breast where it pressed against Daniel’s chest.
   After a hell of a long moment, wherein he was certain the guy had stopped breathing and quite possibly swallowed his own tongue, the kid’s gaze shot back to Daniel’s face. Hungry-looking eyes turned to guilty in an instant. “Shit. Sorry, man.”



From the Page Flipperz Five Star Review: "The storyline grabbed me by my short and curlies within the first chapter - I had this finished in no time. Even jumping in my car on the way home from work just to finish the last half of the book. It certainly had me engrossed. It dragged me into the pages until I had finished the last words and after wards I just sighed – sighed and sighed again! And wandered how long till the next tale."

From the Fangbooks Four Star Review:  "What Kylie Scott has done is present characters, plot and context in a way that drawn the reader completely into the world. She shows us, but allows the reader to extrapolate their own meaning rather than being forced into her own view."

From the Book Liaison Four Star Review: "The author does take her time in having them work through all of their issues that they have to face on daily bases. Nothing was rushed. It all seemed to come together naturally. Which I find with books like this can be quite hard for some authors to do!"

Wednesday, 10 October 2012

What happens when you get published... by me.



Typewriter!
Step one. I’ve written a book! F*ck yeah! I'm an artist and everything!!








Yay!
Step two. Having entered 3,000 competitions and gotten advice from Hemingway himself via a spiritual conduct, I’ve finally gotten a contract!

  






We are still not amused.
Step three. Sh*t, they sent me edits and I suck. 


  




Man, I love this picture.

Step four. Never mind, it’s too late to back out. Here it comes! Whee!




Vodka is always your friend.
Step five. What will people think?












We shall make sweet sweet love.
Step six. Yay! They love me!




















Oh yeah? OH YEAH?!
 Step seven. Boo! They only gave me two stars and they didn’t even say why! They hate me!










Frida's got it goin on.
Step eight. Having stayed awake for four days straight to track your rising Amazon rankings and quote by heart your four and five star reviews your brain begins to perish beneath the pressure.










Beetches! Give me back my iPhone!
Step nine. Your friends stage an intervention and forcibly remove your internet access. No longer able to stalk your rankings on twitter you dwindle and fade and eventually get over yourself and your stupendous publication.



Tentacle Porn is totes the way of the future.
Step ten. You start on a new book and get on with your life.

Tuesday, 9 October 2012

Kylie Griffin's Blog: GUEST AUTHOR: Kylie Scott

Kylie Griffin's Blog: GUEST AUTHOR: Kylie Scott: Kylie Scott is a long time fan of erotic love stories and B-grade horror films. She demands a happy ending and if blood and carnage occur...

Sunday, 7 October 2012

Six Sentence Sunday



Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday. We’re keeping on with Flesh this week with one of my favourite parts of the book for fun. To set the scene, our heroine is sitting atop our recumbent hero. Ali has just discovered Dan was injured earlier in the day, having found an almighty bruise on his ribs. She’s trying to assess how badly he’s hurt but he’s far more interested in other things...




      Ali scowled, wrestled back her hands and set them by his head. “Why can’t you give me a straight answer?”
     “Why can’t you ride me like a pony?” He scowled straight back at her, unrepentant. “Don’t pretty girls like ponies? I thought they did.”