Showing posts with label sommer marsden. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Summer Loving



Over at annabetherotica.com, I've reviewed Justine Elyot's "Night Swimming," one of the twenty sizzling stories in Summer Loving, an anthology edited by Alison Tyler. I'd love to see this book do fantastically well—it's been put together as a labor of love to benefit the brilliant, creative Sommer Marsden and family as they deal with cancer.

But you don't have to read it out of charity—you could just read it because it includes a truly stunning list of authors.

You can read my review here. And this will tell you where you can pick up the book.

Monday, October 29, 2012

Happy Halloween! I'm Hungry For Love...


Ah, Halloween, the time of year when you settle down with a collection of hot, horrifying zombie erotica... Wait, that's not what you usually do? How about giving it a shot this year by checking out Sommer Marsden's Hungry for Love, which includes a story by yours truly.

If this amazing premise doesn't convince you, here's an excerpt from my contribution, "Screen Siren," which describes a rather unusual casting call. B-movie director Sam Raymond sorts through a collection of zombie leading ladies, in search of his ideal woman:

How many times has he dreamt of being face to face with her? How many times has he had the shameful, clichéd fantasy about her and the casting couch? How many times has he envisioned her sharp and delicate face upturned and eager to please? He once went to see her in a play and spent the entire two hours staring at a bruise on the inside of her right elbow, wishing he too could mark her flesh, even if only for a day.

Deborah, his assistant director, is beside him again. "That one looks live, doesn't she? I'll give Tommy the signal."

"No!" Sam nearly shouts. "I want her for my lead." Jessica Savage. For a feverish four-year period, Sam had written a screenplay for her once every three months — though no one ever saw them. More recently, he has pounded away at a single effort, revising ad nauseam, hoping he can find some way to make it less awful and more worthy of her.

"Are you sure?" Deborah's voice is skeptical. "She has that look, don't you think? Her eyes seem too aware. I think we should shoot her."

Deborah is probably right. She is more than competent as an assistant director. If the world were fair, Sam would be working for her. And Jessica's pale, rigid face does seem a little sly. If this weren't Jessica, he would shoot her rather than take the
risk. Zombies, after all, are the ultimate disposables.

Sam cannot bring himself to pass up what will certainly be his last chance to work with Jessica, even if she appears now in this much changed form. "Let me get a closer look," he murmurs to Deborah. "Have someone hold the others back, will you?"

He steps closer. The allure of his mental image of her is so strong that he forgets the stench and takes a deep breath. He expects the cayenne chocolate smell she has in his fantasies — particularly in the one where he takes her to his mother's house and they all cook molé together before Sam and Jessica have wild, chocolate-smeared sex in his childhood bedroom.

She does not smell like molé or any food Sam would like to eat. He gags a little, but Hollywood has taught him to swallow his disappointments. He takes her hand in the gentlemanly way he always imagined. She surrenders it to him nervelessly. Flipping over her forearm, he checks her, finding the thick, perfectly round hole through her veins that is typical of a broker deal. She died for this casting call, for this moment with Sam here and now. The idea warms him. She chose him, even if she did not know exactly what she would get.

Sam peers into her dark, empty eyes. He agrees with Deborah that there is more to them than there ought to be. Jessica Savage might be in there somewhere. His hand tightens around hers.

The rational part of Sam's mind knows this means he ought to step away and signal Tommy and Dave to riddle her with bullets. But the likelihood that she is somehow still Jessica — even if this version of Jessica would tear him limb from limb with her molars if given the chance — appeals deeply to the part of Sam that has longed for Jessica Savage since he came to Hollywood, the part that made an obscure aspiring actress into a private obsession and deeply held fantasy.

Hollywood has taught Sam one thing: You can't have what you want, so you take as much as you can. "She's fine," he calls in a steady voice. "She's our lead."

Read the rest, as well as the other authors' stories, by picking up a copy at your preferred Internet vendor:

COMING TOGETHER: HUNGRY FOR LOVE

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/249587?ref=comingtogether
http://www.amazon.com/Coming-Together-Hungry-Love-ebook/dp/B009YA7XYS/
https://www.createspace.com/3966216
http://www.amazon.com/Coming-Together-Hungry-Sommer-Marsden/dp/1479125571
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-comingtogetherhungryforlove-986042-144.html
https://www.omnilit.com/product-comingtogetherhungryforlove-986042-144.html

All proceeds from the anthology go to the American Diabetes Association

Friday, September 28, 2012

More Erotic Altruism On the Way!

The inestimable Sommer Marsden is editing the latest anthology from Coming Together, and it'll be hot and good for the braaaaiiin. That's right, Hungry For Love is a charity anthology of zombie erotica (set to benefit the American Diabetes Association), and I've got a story in it!

"Screen Siren" is a zombie romance set in Hollywood. The main character, Sam, has patched together a career as a second-rate director, using resources real directors wouldn't touch. This includes zombie actors. When the woman of Sam's dreams shows up undead, he has to live by the one rule he's learned in his punishing film career: You can't have what you want, so you have to take what you can get.

Keep an eye out for this and the rest of Ms. Marsden's chosen stories -- Hungry For Love is set to release on Halloween.

In the meantime, take a look at some of my other charity writing, featured in Coming Together: Arm in Arm in Arm (tentacle erotica, benefits Oceana), Coming Together: As One (menage stories, benefits ONE: the campaign to end global poverty), and The Six Swans from Coming Together: Neat (fairy tale erotica (benefits Kiva).

Thank you!