Starting next week, Ravenous Romance writers will stop by Jennifer's Random Musings for some summer fun. EM Lynley and Isabel Roman kick off the party of Monday, June 22. Each day features hot writing, and even hotter contests.
Want to get wet and wild? I'll visit on Saturday, June 27 with some Sexy Summer Drinks. Stay tuned for more!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Fun Dip
Want to take a Fun Dip? Clouds darken the sky, and it feels like rain. Nothing's happened though. There's nothing better than being in a steamy hot tub while it's chilly outside, and the rain is falling.
Until then, I'll settle for a Cherry-flavored Fun Dip. Shouldn't have eaten the entire Lik-M Stick though. Sometimes, there is too much of a good thing.
Until then, I'll settle for a Cherry-flavored Fun Dip. Shouldn't have eaten the entire Lik-M Stick though. Sometimes, there is too much of a good thing.
Friday, June 12, 2009
When Spanking Isn’t Spanking
It’s been too long since I’ve posted something new. When life happens, sometimes daily extras get pushed aside. Continuing on that mix of topics, let’s touch upon spanking. Not sure where your mind is, but we’re talking about discipline—no not *that* type of discipline—spanking.
We don’t spank our children. Growing up, I remember being hit once: for not eating my brussel sprouts. At five, I pushed them under the mashed potatoes, and even resorted to swallowing them whole like a humongous pill, until my mother had enough. Now as a mother, I have to think something else was going on with her. Seriously, to never spank and then break it out over food? It doesn’t compute. Anyhoo … the morale is: I remember it.
All other punishment came from being grounded and sent to my room. As an only child, being sent to my room wasn’t all that bad. I had my books, television, Barbie dolls, whatever distractions I needed.
A week ago we were at my in-law’s house, and Nicole, 6, started acting up. She’s gotten into this habit of baiting the younger one, waiting for her to get into trouble and then giving this evil smile. It totally gives her intentions away. I was in the kitchen cooking, and heard my husband tell Nicole to behave. About 10 minutes later she came to me and told me that she had been “spanked and made to sit on the bathroom floor.”
Instantly, I became livid. Spanked? Who had hit her? And, why?
As calmly as I possibly could, I invited my husband out to the garage to ask him what happened. Immediately, he called in Nicole.
“What does ‘spanking’ mean?” he asked her.
“It means being given a time-out, and having to sit inside,” she replied, quite innocently.
My husband and I smiled at each other, and I shook my head. My precious daughter has been so sheltered that she doesn’t even know what being spanked actually means. Can you imagine?
We don’t spank our children. Growing up, I remember being hit once: for not eating my brussel sprouts. At five, I pushed them under the mashed potatoes, and even resorted to swallowing them whole like a humongous pill, until my mother had enough. Now as a mother, I have to think something else was going on with her. Seriously, to never spank and then break it out over food? It doesn’t compute. Anyhoo … the morale is: I remember it.
All other punishment came from being grounded and sent to my room. As an only child, being sent to my room wasn’t all that bad. I had my books, television, Barbie dolls, whatever distractions I needed.
A week ago we were at my in-law’s house, and Nicole, 6, started acting up. She’s gotten into this habit of baiting the younger one, waiting for her to get into trouble and then giving this evil smile. It totally gives her intentions away. I was in the kitchen cooking, and heard my husband tell Nicole to behave. About 10 minutes later she came to me and told me that she had been “spanked and made to sit on the bathroom floor.”
Instantly, I became livid. Spanked? Who had hit her? And, why?
As calmly as I possibly could, I invited my husband out to the garage to ask him what happened. Immediately, he called in Nicole.
“What does ‘spanking’ mean?” he asked her.
“It means being given a time-out, and having to sit inside,” she replied, quite innocently.
My husband and I smiled at each other, and I shook my head. My precious daughter has been so sheltered that she doesn’t even know what being spanked actually means. Can you imagine?
Monday, May 18, 2009
“The Wait:” When love lasts forever
Shawna and Josh’s relationship started as friends, blossomed into so much more, and just when she thought she had him, she lost it all. Read their story in “The Wait” by Louisa Bacio.
“Shawna wrapped her arms around Josh’s chest, feeling the difference in musculature. He’d filled out, in all the right places. Shawna thought of the irony: After years of fighting against his parents, conformity and “society,” Josh had grown up within the confines of the military. The top of her head barely reached the crevice beneath his chin. At 20, Shawna felt a growing confidence with men. At 21, with his military training, Josh exuded confidence.
“How’ve you been?” Josh asked, running the tips of his fingers across her jawline, his index finger slightly caressing the fullness of her lower lip.
Leaning into his body, Shawna took in the strength of it, and then tilted her head up and took his mouth with hers. A burst of desire swept through Shawna’s body, alighting her passion. She waited years for this moment, and how good it felt.” (excerpt from “The Wait”)
Now available in “Rekindled Fire,” through Ravenous Romance.
Rekindled Fire traces the stories of ten couples who lose each other, only to find their way back together once again. The love stories contain two unifying elements: profound love and erotic, passionate heat. Whether the story is contemporary or features magic, vampires or shape shifting; whether it involves spanking, bondage, or simply pure, unadulterated sex; or whether the couples have been torn apart for several months or one hundred years, one question remains the same: will these former lovers be able to rekindle the flame of love?
Featuring:
Love Power by Angela Cameron
Loving the Priest by Amber Hipple
Trombone Tease by Jen Bluekissed
Blood Lost by Vanessa Vaughn
Something More by K. Ann Karlsson
Carved in Bone by Nini Richou
Feral Instinct by Cora Zane
For George by Janne Lewis
The Wait by Louisa Bacio
Bathed in Moonlight by Elle Amery
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