Tuesday, December 02, 2014

The Naughty List

Out on the 1st December!

The Naughty Literati are a group of authors who’ve come together to showcase their epic talents in stories filled with powerful eroticism and satisfying romance. Our tales range from heartwarming and sweet to scorching hot erotic, medieval to futuristic, humans to aliens and shape-shifters, vanilla committed couples to kinky ménage fun.

Charlotte Boyett-Compo

Be careful what you wish for. The NightWind hears every whisper, every sigh, every need and he's coming to grant your every wicked, wanton desire.

Marianne Stephens

Frustrated with untrustworthy men, Melissa orders a man doll. When delivery guy, Nick, shows up, she has second thoughts about how to satisfy her needs.

Katherine Kingston

Guilty secrets torment widowed Elizabeth Fitzhugh. A Christmas visit to the Earl of Chisenholm offers redemption, if she can find the courage to grasp it.

Francesca Hawley

Librarian Abby Kelly comes west finding a roguish shapeshifter who desires her. Will Goldwolf is no gentleman, but Abby discovers he’s just what she wants.

Berengaria Brown

The excitement has left Jewel, Donovan, and Oscar’s relationship. Jewel plans to spice things up, but will Donovan and Oscar rise to the challenge?

Lainey-Jo Charles

Jason catches Dani having an intimate moment with a recording of him singing to her, and is ready to move them from friends to forever.

Regina Kammer

During the infamous winter of ‘77-‘78 at Valley Forge, two soldiers fanboy over their
charismatic leader, General George Washington.

Lynne Connolly

Two gorgeous Italian hunks save art restorer Sandi when she accidentally summons an ancient evil from a mosaic. Their methods are unconventional—and scorching hot!

Trinity Blaico

She only had one wish this Christmas. To find the one man who was strong enough
to master her in bed and out.

Belle Scarlett

On board a deep space station Christmas Trent learns her sexy cyber lover,
who may not be human, wants to steal her for his own.

Nicole Austin

Sirena Petra wants one thing for Christmas—an orgasm. And sex toy expert Kenyon Fort has exactly what the lion shifter needs to find more than just her happy place.

Suz deMello

Medieval romance from the Highland Vampires series. A Viking raider brings change to little Clan Kilbirnie, especially to the chieftain's daughter, Rhona.

Alexa Silver

Rock star Max is terminally ill. When Aislin falls into his life, rocking his world,
everything changes. Is she his Christmas miracle?

Lynne Connolly

December Newsletter

I had a wonderful November, mainly because I went to Florence, one of my favourite cities in the world. It’s small enough to walk around, and packed with the most breathtaking treasures you’ve ever seen in your life.
Because Florence doesn’t have the flash-bang-whizz of Rome, it’s easy to underestimate it, but this is a big mistake. It all started here, the hotbed of the Renaissances, the revolution of thinking that swept away the Middle Ages and ushered in a whole new world. It takes a day or two for the meanings to sink in, because the art isn’t in-your-face, but when it does, the implications are breathtaking.
So is the art. We had to go and see the David more than once, which we could do with our Florence museum card. Seeing the reproductions in no way prepares you for the actuality of the statue. It has an immense presence, consumes the space and everything around it, leaving the viewer breathless.
Oh yes, and I also found time to do some shopping. Florence is famous for embroidery, leatherwork and silk, so we splurged and bought Christmas presents, too.
Our hotel was right in the center, the Pitti Palace Hotel. Other than being a bit noisy, which personally I don’t mind, it was perfect. We took our own kettle so we could have tea in the room, and settled in for the week. If you get a chance, don’t pass it by.
There’s a picture of me going around the social networks, which was taken in the monastery of San Marco.

I did actually get time to write, and there is an excerpt from this month’s release, an anthology for the holiday season. The book is doing really well, and we’re all very proud of it.
Apart from that, I’m doing historicals. I can’t get enough of writing them, and fortunately, you’re buying them, which means I get to continue writing!
So a heartfelt thank you for that. Currently I’m trying to dictate my work, because I’ve had a flare-up of the arthritis, and it hurts like hell to type, but the speech-to-text is much slower, and really frustrating when it won’t do what I tell it to!
And the run-up to Christmas. We used to go insane, making sure everything was perfect, but now we take it easier, just ensuring everybody has a good time. It’s a time for families, and that’s really important. So here’s wishing all of you the best of holidays, and may we all make it into 2015 in one piece!

Monday, November 03, 2014

November Newsletter

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness! And of my summer holiday!
My daughter and I planned to go to Florence in the summer, but we looked at the projected temperatures and thought – Nope! – so we’re going later this month.
I can’t wait. Florence is one of my favourite cities in the world. It’s breathtakingly beautiful, and small enough to walk around. I’ve also been looking at flights to the States for RT next year, but they’re sky-high. At least I hope they are, because if they’re not, I’m in trouble!
Travel is an important part of my life, but in the Georgian era, it was far more difficult and took a lot longer. It could take five days to get from York to London, for instance! A lot depended on how much you could afford, if you had your private vehicle and the pace you were prepared to go.
Even my characters in this month’s release, “Mad For Love,” were subject to the travel restrictions of the time. Unless they could fly, and we haven’t seen that one yet.
This book is all about Bacchus, a character who has fascinated me for most of my life. Bacchus is a god of opposites, and of the world turned upside down. So he is king when the mad rule the world, he is the man who drives people to a trance-like frenzy with wine and dance and song.
My favourite painting is Titian’s “Bacchus and Ariadne.” It’s a revolutionary painting, from a history of art point of view, with terrifying risks taken with colour and a geometry that a younger artist wouldn’t even attempt. If you’re in the mood, try drawing the triangles in the painting, following the obvious points.
But apart from the technical brilliance of the work, it’s a painting about falling in love. Ariadne’s lover, Theseus, has just sailed off and abandoned her (you can see the sails of his ship in the distance) and Bacchus, leading a procession of his Bacchantes, sees her and falls instantly in love with her. In the sky you can see the constellation he created for her crown.
Their eyes are meeting for the first time, and they’re in love.
How could I resist? So writing this book is even more exciting for me. In this, Bacchus is an eighteenth century nobleman, and he finds his love in the daughter of one of his enemies. He knows her mother is his enemy, but in order to defeat her, he has to find out who she is, to discover her attributes and defeat her with them. And he has to rescue his lady from her mother’s schemes. But in doing so, he unwittingly repeats some of the motifs from his own legend.
(It’s a dollar cheaper at Samhain!)
I went to the Imperial War Museum this summer, which has just reopened after a 4 year facelift. Originally, the museum was the Bethlem Hospital, better known as Bedlam. So I could have a good look at the building, and talk to the curators about the restoration. They have discovered a lot of features of the original building, like some places in the stone where chains had been driven, and bars at the windows. Grim. But from a research point of view, fascinating.
And let’s not forget the reason the War Museum was built. Britain has been commemorating the First World War all year. It began a hundred years ago this year, and resulted in the death of a generation of young men. On November 11th we have Armistice day, and the second Sunday in November is Remembrance Sunday. On the 11th hour of the 11th day every year there is a minute’s silence for the fallen. This year it will be even more poignant.