Friday, February 27, 2015

Fantasy - Nadia Ali

Love Me Again - John Newman

I heard this song at the end of "Edge of Tomorrow", starring Tom Cruise.


Sunday, February 15, 2015

Tuesday's Tales - Great



Welcome to Tuesday's Tales! This week's prompt is the word "great". Eric and his sweetie are trapped in the snow, but he has plans to keep her warm. :)

To read the rest of the stories by some fine authors, visit the Tuesday's Tales Web Site.


Eric poured a little orange juice and a lot of champagne into my glass. We were trapped in our home beneath three feet of snow, and we were making a romantic evening of it. Wind whipped and howled outside, battering snow against the upper windows in the living room. The lower windows were already covered with a mountain of snow. There was so much snow covering the windows we could barely see outside. Neither could the cats. Lucky sat on the windowsill, bewildered he couldn't play his favorite game of spot the sparrow.

I pushed aside a blind and looked outside. "It's really coming down." Lucky mewled at me and I scratched him on his head.

"Great. It's going to be coming down until tomorrow afternoon. Good thing Monday is a holiday, because our car won't be shoveled out any time soon. I just hope the parking lot is plowed by Tuesday since I can't miss work."

"What about shoveling out the car? Do you want to do it in stages?" I asked.

"Nah. I'll pay one of the neighborhood kids $20.00 to do it. Frank did it for us the last time it snowed like this."

"Which was only one week ago." I returned to the couch next to Eric.

"Let's not talk about being trapped. That's depressing. We can turn this into an adventure." He handed me my mimosa and then pushed a few buttons on a remote control. The trippy trance tunes of Armin van Buuren filled the living room. "I have something special for us I snuck in here without you seeing it."

Now that caught my attention. "Oh, what is it? I love surprises." I sipped my mimosa and sat it on the coffee table. It was the perfect blend of champagne and orange juice. Heavy on the champagne.

Eric walked into the kitchen and opened a cabinet. I loved Eric's surprises. He showed his love for me by showering me with small gifts now and then. His actions only made me love him more. When he returned, he carried a brown paper bag in his hands. He handed the bag to me.

"Open it." He said. "I bought it yesterday just for today because of the snow. We can use it to warm up."

I reached into the bag and felt smooth glass. A bottle. I pulled the bottle out of the bag and squealed when I saw the label. "Benedictine! My favorite! I love this stuff."

He grinned. "So do I. You're going to share with the class, aren't you?"

"Of course." I said as I opened the bottle. He knew exactly what to do to make me happy. It was the little things that counted the most. "You want to get the brandy snifters?"

"Aren't you going to finish that mimosa I sweated over to make for you?" He asked with mock indignation in his voice.

"Of course I am. I'll drink the Benedictine, too."

"So you're a double-fisted drinker. I knew I fell for you for a reason." He walked to the crystal cabinet, opened it, and grabbed two brandy snifters. After he returned to the couch, he sat down, placed the snifters on the coffee table, and took the bottle out of my hands. "There's nothing like a glass of Benedictine to heat things up. My dad used to buy this stuff by the case. He deducted it on his tax returns as medicine."

"No he didn't. That was just another one of his tall tales."

"Yes, he did, and he was proud of it."

"And he got away with it?"

"This was Italy back in the 50s. He got away with a lot."

Eric poured and within seconds the warm fire of the liqueur flowed down my throat. Such a smooth drink. He introduced me to it when I first met him, and I've been hooked ever since. Then, without warning, he took the glass from my hand and sat it on the coffee table next to his. He wrapped one arm around me and leaned in for a kiss.

The room went dark. The music stopped playing. Momentarily disoriented, I wondered what had happened.

"Great. We just lost power. You got matches?" He asked.

"They're on the coffee table." I grabbed a box of matches and lit the two pillar candles sitting in front of us. "We were expecting this, you know. The wind probably knocked down some power lines." I grabbed one of the candles and stood. "Let me get the oil lamps. We're going to need them now."

"I'm glad you refilled them and checked the wicks. Good thinking on your part."

"Thank you." I said as I walked to the back room. I returned with two oil lamps. After lighting them, I sat one on the kitchen table and one on an end table in the living room. I also had crackleglass tealight holders with winter snow scenes painted on them above the TV. I lit those candles and returned to the couch. The living room glowed amid flickering candlelight.

"This is very romantic," Eric said. "Let's take advantage." He handed me my glass of Benedictine. "Let's make a toast."

"What should we toast to?"

"To us getting it on while the power is out."

"That sounds like a good idea." We clicked our snifters together and drank. Molten ambrosia flowed down my throat, and I felt my insides warm up. I could have curled up and purred, I felt so good.

"This is fun but it's too bad the power went out. It's not like we can watch a movie or anything." Eric said.

"You'd rather watch a movie than play with me?" I asked.

"Not a chance." He took my snifter before I could take another sip, sat it on the coffee table, and took me in his arms.

I liked playing in the dark.




The Fifty Shades Of Grey Phenomenon


The "50 Shades of Grey" movie came on Valentine's Day, and women around the country have dragged their presumably wary men away from ESPN and repeats of "Mythbusters" to see it. The "50 Shades" series has been the subject of a great deal of hate and kvetching as well as much curiosity and praise. Much of that hate comes from writers who may be jealous of E. L. James's runaway success. It also comes from BDSM practitioners who decry the inaccuracy of the depiction of dominance and submission in the books. Domestic violence activists also condemn the books because they believe – with good reasoning – that Christian Grey's relationship with Ana Steele is based on abuse rather than consensual sex. The praise comes from fans of the series as well as some sex toys companies who have jumped on the bandwagon, thanking the series for increasing sales.

I read the first book but not the rest of the series. I have not seen the movie. Not yet, anyway. Yes, better erotic books with similar themes have been written, but they aren't making millions of dollars; nor have they captured the imagination of ordinary women everywhere who don't normally read "books like that". There are many articles with recommendations for "what to read after '50 Shades of Grey'" and some of the books recommended are doing quite well. There is even a Facebook group with the same name. Some writers have seen an uptick in their sales because of the "50 Shades" phenomenon.

Regardless of what you think of Ana's constant sighing, her chats with her Inner Goddess, or Christian's questionable contract, you can't deny the series' impact, especially that of the first book. Sex toys companies like Lovehoney and Babeland have jumped on the "50 Shades" bandwagon by gearing their sales around the series. I've heard rumors of sales of rope and fasteners sailing out of hardware stores and ending up in couple's bedrooms. Vanilla couples are experimenting with light kink for the first time. If this series results in a relaxing of puritanical views of sex, I'm all for it.

I do not plan to see the movie until it comes out on DVD. I'm more inclined to see a horror movie like "Crimson Peak", which is coming out in October. That said, I've been watching the loosening of pearl clutching over types of sex ranging from vanilla to erotic spanking. I'm very happy to see it. Maybe "50 Shades Of Grey" will help usher in a more relaxed view of sexual relations, which will only benefit everyone.

And now, just for fun...









My Fairy Tales Are Now At AllRomanceEBooks



I was recently a guest on Madeleine Shade's fairy tale blog. She's covering my two erotic fairy tales - "Trouble In Thigh High Boots" (erotic Puss In Boots) and "Climbing Her Tower" (erotic Rapunzel). Don't forget those two books are now available at AllRomanceEBooks. 

http://shadyladyfairytales.com/2015/02/13/fairy-tale-friday-two-tales-of-seduction-by-elizabeth-black/

I'm working on some new erotic fairy tales I plan to self-publish as a collection. Stories that will appear in the book are based on Snow White, Little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella, The Pied Piper, The Little Mermaid, and more! Expect the book mid-year, and keep an eye here and on my Facebook page for updates.

Elizabeth Black - Facebook

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Civil Twilight - Letters From The Sky

I heard this song on "The Mentalist" during Michelle Vega's funeral.


Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Guest Blogger: Diana Perrine

Welcome guest blogger, Diana Perrine, erotic romance author.


Getting Started . . .

Since this is my first guest blog, I suppose introductions are in order. My name is Diana Perrine and I write erotic fiction sprinkled with truth. Which is which? Wouldn't you love to know, Darling.                                                                                                                          
I didn't actually choose to write erotic fiction, more like I was challengedactually I was double-dog dared to write it. And as we all know, you can never back down from a double-dog dare.

A few years ago, a very scintillating trilogy was released. Henceforth, I shall refer to the trilogy as 'Those Books'. 'Those Books' dealt with a rather taboo topic. Everyone was talking about 'Those Books'. They flew off of the shelves. Love 'em or hate 'em; you know which books I'm talking about.

Even if you don't want to admit it, you've probably at least glanced at them. It's okay, you don't have to be coy with me Darling, I've read them too. A co-worker brought 'Those Books' into the office to share. We took turns plowing through the first, then the second, and finally the third of 'Those Books'. Wow!

'Those Books' had sex. Lots of sex, and not just explicit sex but rough sex. Freaky sex. Daring sex. Kinky sex.

Until I had read 'Those Books', I considered such topics as fodder for comedy sketches and CSI episodes. It's not like I didn't know these things existed, however those sort of behaviors were for deviants. Right? I knew that 'normal' sex included more than just the missionary position in the darkit encompassed a wide variety of positions with the lights on, lingerie, and even some whipped cream once in a while. But it certainly didn't involve pain.

Sure, there is always the occasional problem of zigging versus zagging or those charlie horses that never get mentioned in romance novels... but spanking? Why would anyone want a spanking? I never liked them much as a child, I didn't suppose I would much like one as an adult either, especially not with a riding crop.

As much as I wanted to dismiss that lifestyle with a snicker, I couldn't help but wonder if people who enjoy, shall we say, a spicier flavor of ice cream, knew something that I didn't. Perhaps that is why 'Those books' were so popular, they awakened people, married women in particular, to the possibilities of variety, otherwise known as kink. And a new genre was born: mommy porn.

'Those Books' sold faster than proverbial hotcakes. While the topic was alluring, in my estimation, the quality of the writing left much to be desired. (I'm not the only one who holds that opinion.) As I bitterly complained my way through all three, my husband, Dodge, offered the following challenge: "If you don't like the writing, write a story like that, only better." Perhaps he had grown weary of my whining, or more likely, he sensed an opportunity to help with 'research'.

I hemmed and hawed. Me? Writing erotica? Was I even qualified? After a few incredibly revealing tete a tete's, a lot of exploration and a bit of hands-on research ;-), I figured out why 'Those Books' were so appealing.

Average people don't have dungeons in their homes, and helicopters on their roofs. While they are not, generally speaking, prudes, they may not have opened their minds to what variety is available. The most important legacy of 'Those Books', is they got people talking about sex, experimenting with sex and educating themselves about sex. When I finally realized this, I discovered what I wanted to say in my writing; I wanted to explore the process of how ordinary people season their sex-lives.



It all begins with a conversation, much like the ones Dodge and I had. In my first story, Sugar and Spice, Pepper and Austin, a happily married couple, break out of their comfort zone. Their conversation and adventures continue in And Everything Nice where they learn the importance of communication instead of just assuming they know what the other partner wants.

Many people dismiss the value of erotica in literature, but these stories can have a positive impact, because they get us talking to each other. We may not always agree on what is sexy, but if we can overcome our squeamishness and start talking about sex and all its flavors openly, we might just discover amazing new levels of intimacy.




The Pepper and Austin Adventures are available as ebook for download on Amazon.
Sugar and Spice,                                            ...and Everything Nice


For those with kinkier tastes, check out Perfect Submission and the soon to be released Perfect Domination also available on Amazon. My upcoming novel, Summer Sojourn is due out mid 2016.