Alright, peeps, New Monthly Freebie!
Thinking a lot about Demon Bonded lately so I’m doing the first saga free to read for the month. Enjoy, babes. ^.^
Hey, remember that gorgeous cover I was showing off last week? Wendy’s book is out! It’s got abduction, smoking hot gods looking for sex slaves, and sexy shapeshifters. You can snag it on Amazon today.
December plans. Sorcerer Slayer, An Academy Christmas bonus novella (yeah, you heard me and it’ll be in the freebie section,) finish up Intangible, and the exclusive Chasing Raider fic. Oh, and Hellcat—this week or next depending on me finishing up the final draft.
Looking at a more definitive writing schedule. I might not always meet my goals—I’ve been pretty lax lately. I think I’ve needed that. I didn’t know how to remove the stress from writing, those feelings of expectation I place on myself that would lead me to writing and editing for weeks straight, only to collapse once a project is done. It wasn’t a great process, constantly breaking. These months have allowed me to see where my hiccups are in my process, where I need to learn to trick my brain. One is definitely editing. My fuck, I hate editing. I hate going back when it’s done. It’s done, damn it, and the creative energy has already faded. I’m starting to see the big picture in it all and I want to create a goal oriented schedule that exploits my limitations best. I want to really weed through all the projects that are waiting and see where I want my energy to go. Once Sorcerer Slayer is done, everything is fair game and I want a plan.
Top goal? Demon Bonded
I keep coming back to the Patreon dilemma with adult content, and the reality is, the more I fuss about it, the less I’m paying attention to the fucking point, which is to allow people to help me stay afloat to create. The real point being, I want to create! So, fuck it. Fuck trying to fit in with the ‘acceptable,’ sexless content which isn’t buried by the search engines, and just accept that society will continue to punish content that has anything sexual in it. I can’t change the world, and I can’t change myself, so why not just fucking embrace what I do in the capacity I can? Sex will be punished—might as well make it kinky at the time. *wink*
I’m going to put the Glamorous Dorian Black on the back burner for now, and focus on Demon Bonded. Adult content—Sadie Sins’s content—for Patreon. I adore Demon Bonded, I am not happy with how much time is passing between episodes, and I think this is the solution. Goals with something to keep me accountable but not stressed out. Once it’s set up, anyone who donates $1 to my Patreon will be able to read every update to Demon Bonded that comes along as it’s written before the book is published.
I might try something in the future that is more all ages friendly—or maybe not. I can talk till I’m blue in the face how I ‘want’ to do something, what a good, smart idea it is, but the reality is, I can’t always make myself do shit. If I can’t believe in it, or can’t fully understand it, I can’t do it. I’m not motivated to censor myself—I’m actually realizing I don’t even know how to. When I write even a simple romance, I put the characters in the body, the same as an action scene, but while in an action scene you can have someone’s arm be ripped off and no one bats and eye, you can’t give a guy an erection without someone getting upset in a clean romance. How do you describe body scenes to people who want to believe that it’s a plastic smooth finish over the crotch region? I’d have to change my writing style completely in a way I can’t really identify. I don’t know the line, I don’t cringe, so… yeah.
It confuses me, it makes me unhappy trying to find the line and stick to it, and yeah, I am wholeheartedly admitting I don’t want to try it right now. I love the idea of it, but not the actual work it takes. It is frustrating to look back at a story I love like Demon Arms and try to figure out what is the ‘right’ way to show how these characters feel about each other without involving their bodies. The profanity is an easy fix, but the simple body reactions to attraction is a mess. We live in bodies. Our bodies experience everything from emotions to actions. It’s impossible for me to separate the two. It might actually be unhealthy for me to try.
I’m happy to say I don’t disassociate anymore, and I don’t want to write books that help others disassociate. The times I’ve existed on meds that have dulled my ability to feel sexual attraction, I felt lacking, not complete, not in my body. I know there are plenty of Ace people out there, but that is not my norm and I can’t write that way. Maybe some time in the future I’ll be able to see it differently and try something more mass appeal, or hey, maybe never. I’d rather do the writing that makes me happy, so that’s where I’m going to focus for now.
The best made plans, aka, hopes don’t lead to shit
With the death of Pronoun, I need to move all the Demon Bonded episodes to new locations. It’s going to take a little transition time, which is why I’ve been stalling. Ugh, I hate needless work. But it’s going to happen because I’m screwed otherwise. I realized I had a plan to get that cover for Apprentice Saga up last month and it didn’t happen. Let me just say, it’s really easy to have a ton of plans. It’s the steps one takes to get shit done that actually gets shit done. (Lol, I’m so poetic.)
I was actually trying to explain this to someone I’m helping set up a website. I’m blessed with the ability to not just have ideas, but to break those ideas down into manageable, actionable steps which result in things like books, paintings, websites, series, etc. I don’t think of myself as particularly creative, talented, or brilliant. I see the same drive, the same spark in so many people, they just don’t know how to get from an idea to a finished project. It’s like cleaning a room; some people can get so overwhelmed with what looks like a mountain of work that they’re exhausted before they start. But if you know the goal and you can break it down, and are willing to take each step (which is again broken down) you will get to that end goal eventually. If you can motivate yourself so that each step is a mini-goal, you’re literally making the process inspire you instead of thinking the end goal alone is the only way to be happy. When that goal feels completely unreachable, it is impossible to motivate yourself for long. It’s not about reaching goals, it’s about maintaining your motivation with long projects.
That might seem obvious but until some people can really understand it, they can’t get past the overwhelm of the huge goal. Like the guy with the website. It wasn’t until I made him sit down and actually plan out the function of his website and what his customers would need from him, and in that process he could conceive what steps he would need to do to fulfill each goal for his customers, that he was able to finally feel inspired. Before this planning process, it was impossible. Now it’s not only possible, it’s going to happen because he can conceive it in his mind from beginning to end. So funny how powerful perspective can be. His website wasn’t any closer to being made but in his mind it was now a promise instead of a dream.
It’s really about not being so fucking hard on yourself. We can be so hard on ourselves. It’s saying okay to writing a short 10,000 word episode of a story because you know eventually it will be more—Demon Bonded is now over 139,000 words. A spark of an idea I had while back in college that I never at that time could have conceived would exist, never mind in the form it is. It was my first ‘big’ original idea for a story and at the time I didn’t know if I could do it. I knew I wanted to see it come to life, but I didn’t even think of myself as a writer when I started writing. But yeah, blessed with the ability to bullshit my brain into believing that one step is a goal worth achieving.
It wasn’t a failure to not write a novel, it was a success to write an episode. To write a scene, then another, and another, and fucking win at one short story. Then do it again—hey, I had proof at that point I could do it. Two years later, I have a ton of proof I can do this, even if I can still feel lost when I sit down to write. It’s the belief that what I’m doing can be exactly what I want that has more power to keep me going than anything else.
It can be applied to anything. I think that’s why it’s so easy for me to believe in others. I know anything is achievable if broken down. Some things become automatic after a while. It’s a system of success. The same way some people get up every day and go to work, others realize they could be doing a little of one thing every day to reach a big goal. Anyone can do this, they just need to see it’s possible.
Dateless and desperate
Steve’s sister is getting married and he needs a date. As the day looms, he agrees to a blind date for the wedding. A blind date can’t be worse than going alone, right?
But the man ends up being tall, dark and alpha. Steve can’t believe his good luck. Ned, is gorgeous. Even better, the wedding festivities last far beyond the vows and cake. Ned and Steve enjoy a steamy weekend together. It’s not long before the men know this was meant to be.
But Fate confronts them with a cruel twist. Both men work for the same hospital and aren’t allowed to date fellow employees. Even worse, Steve’s mother vows to tear the men apart. She’s determined Steve should date someone else. Someone better. To top things off, Ned and Steve start getting threatening letters. Between shadowy threats and spiteful relatives, things aren’t easy for Ned and Steve.
When Steve finds he’s pregnant, both men are overjoyed. They cling to the hope of a blissful future together. The odds stack up. There’s Steve’s meddlesome mother, a hospital policy banning fraternization, menacing and anonymous letters. And worst of all, pregnancy complications.
But Ned hasn’t come this far to watch his omega suffer. The alpha is determined to fight for Steve, their baby and a chance at happily ever after…
Omega’s Doctor is over 38,000 words of alpha/omega mpreg, gay romance, male pregnancy, passion, sexy scenes, weddings, time with the baby and a HEA.
Would You Be Willing To Sacrifice Your Riches For True Love?
Valentin, the King, can kill for his love. He can even defy the rules of the Daunsal. But what about his kingdom? Will he forego his own Kingdom just for the love of this life? And what about his lover?
The bloodsuckers are known to quench their thirst through human blood. They are the lowest ranking vampires in the clan. Looked down upon, the Daunsal meets every bloodsucker with livid comments.