First I wanna thank everyone who responded to the Special Message I sent to my email list Sunday night. What can I say? I was totally overwhelmed with your loving response. Damn, I’m a lucky woman to have you guys! Yeah, it’s been a rough 15 months for me, and that’s the first time in 23 years I’ve ever had to send out a message like that. But this career-clusterfuck I’m caught in is just too big for me to handle without your help. Plus, I knew many of you would be pissed if you found out I was in serious trouble and didn’t tell ya. So I did.

At any rate, I totally appreciate everyone who emailed and bought books to show your support for me and my writing. I truly have the BEST readers/fans/friends in the world. No doubt about it!

Second, if you aren’t on my email list then you might not know the 3rd installment of

When I walked into the bedroom last Sunday for our sex date, Wes jumped me before I could even toss the lube and condoms on the nightstand.

Alrightyyyyy!

“What’s with you, big boy?” I ask, after he crushes me to him and gives me a toe-curling kiss.

“I’m horny,” he replies. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all the way back from Edisto.”

All I can say is it was an AWESOME two weeks leading up to my 53rd birthday last Friday. I must have received over 200 emails, PMs, DMs, cards, and calls, as well as tons of postings from friends, readers, and fans at EONS, Facebook, PaganSpace, and Twitter wishing me a happy birthday. Most said they wanted to send their gifts and good wishes early, because they didn’t wanna miss my special day.

Wow! Thanks, everyone! I was totally overwhelmed with your love and kindness. It meant the world to me. Really. Like I always say, you are the BEST!!

So how did my birthday go on the homefront? Funny you should ask…

As most of you know, my birthday was last Friday. On Wednesday I’d been working all day, cleaning up my email list. There’s a large group of people on my list who no longer open my email notifications, yet they won’t opt out either. So I went through every name (ugh!…took like 16 hours…yeah, it’s a large list), and I eliminated most of them. Totally worth it cause now my list is lean and trim. Yay!

When Wes came home that evening I took a break and went downstairs to the kitchen to make dinner.

Let me back up for a minute. One of my hobbies is gardening. There are three flower gardens outside in my front yard (roses, lilies, morning glories, and azaleas). And I use two rooms in my house for my offices. My computer, office equipment, and several tables are in one room. The other room is for storage where I keep my book inventory, files, and packing materials for shipping book orders. There’s a large, sunny window in that room where I grow spinach in a container garden 365 days a year for the spinach and black olive pizzas I love to make every week.

Ten minutes later I’m standing at the counter in the kitchen, slicing olives and chopping fresh spinach leaves for an organic pizza. When Wes walks up behind me to get a glass of water, I stick my ass out and rub it against his cock. Of course.

As many of you know, tomorrow is my birthday.  I’ll be 53.  Yikes!  Hard to believe, since I swear I’m not a day over 18, right?  *delusional grin*
As a matter of fact, a few weeks ago when I told my account (who is also 53) that I always feel and act like I’m 18, he [...]

Short blog post today. I just wanted to let everyone who reads this blog (and isn’t on my email list) know that the next issue of “A Vampire’s Kiss” came out on Saturday.

Yay!

That’s right. Vol.1, No.2 (Chapters 4-6) is on sale NOW!

At the end of Vol.1., No.1 we left Sara sitting in Dray’s lap. But that lusty Green Witch always gets her man, and she WANTS Dray. Keep a cold drink handy. Vol.1, No.2 is wall-to-wall sex!

Okay, you’ve been warned… *sex-obsessed grin*

First, an update. I’d like to announce my agent and I have parted on friendly terms. He’s a great guy. Really. And he wants only the best for me. But he’s also verrrrrry busy. Too busy to give my career the time and attention an agent should for one of his authors.

That means at this moment I’m agent-less and LOVING it! I’ve become the living version of Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Freebird.” Yeah, I’m free as a bird, and this slutty bird ain’t gonna change.

Alrightyyyy!

Besides, Kittyfeather Press is publishing my books again and doing a great job marketing and publicizing the new vamp series, so I really don’t need an agent right now. I’ve got two publishers, Kittyfeather Press and Magicomm Media. Plus, I’m slammed with book contracts through the next 5 years (which I had before I hooked up with my agent last summer).

I was talking to my agent last week, and he thought I should change the subject of my blog posts. No, I’m not kidding.

“For the last six months you’ve mostly blogged about your sex life, your relationship with Wes, irritating Alphas, sex toys, and sex stuff,” he says. “Maybe your readers are tired of hearing about sex? Maybe your sex posts are driving people away and hurting your book sales?”

“Huh?” I respond. “Have you read my blog posts from 2008?”

“Of course not!” he exclaims. “Like when do I have the time?”

Sorry I haven’t been posting and chatting as much as I usually do at Facebook, Twitter, and Goodreads. But I’ve been totally slammed for the last week, working out the millions of details involved in launching The Manigault Vampires serial.

In fact Kittyfeather Press publishing the vamp series in ebook marks a MAJOR turning point in my career. Yeah, this slut is finally positioned to take off and zoom into the stratosphere.

Alrightyyyy!

Since everyone knows me as an erotica novelist and a shameless slut, it’s easy to forget I’m also a Wiccan Witch, empath, and psychic. That means I’m a deeply spiritual, woo-woo kinda person. No doubt about it. LOL

So it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I do tarot card readings. In fact, I don’t make a move in my career without consulting the tarot first. Why? Because the tarot is never wrong.

Never.

My trip to Boston last fall was a good example. I needed to go up in September to shoot a series of videos with my agent. And I wanted to go before it got too cold in New England. As you know, this Southern Belle does NOT like cold weather. Horrors!