Archive for January, 2009
Come, Come, Come
…back on Monday for the salad course presented by yours truly!! ;) (What did you think I meant?) Enjoy your Sunday off!
Love,
Emerald
Come Float with Us!
The incredible, amazing Donna George Storey (the second of our progressive blog dinner‘s co-instigators) invites you to visit The Floating World of Japan, and I could not recommend the experience more highly (not only by visiting her vegetarian main course today, but also by reading her novel Amorous Woman!). Please come join us in this exquisite offering of sensual treasures….
Get It While It’s HOT!
Sex on — I Mean, Fish on the Beach!
Double Dose!
I do recommend heading to the blog of Jeremy Edwards, where he and Helia Brookes have concocted quite a soup course for the next installment of our progressive blog feast! Plus, you get the added bonus of two magnificent scenic views and can talk to us about early reading that turned you on!
Finger Food!
Shanna Germain continues the feast of the sensualists with her appetizer course and quite a suggestive discourse on fingers! Come join us! :)
Tomorrow we will be taking a break to freshen up the kitchen while Jeremy Edwards hosts Nikki Magennis at his blog to talk about her new novel, The New Rakes! The feast will continue on Wednesday, January 28 with the soup course hosted by erotica power couple Helia Brookes and Jeremy Edwards! ;) (That will also take place at Jeremy’s blog.)
Let the Decadence Begin!
Debuting at The Erotic Woman!
I am very excited to be making my debut at The Erotic Woman with my story “No Such Thing”! The Erotic Woman is familiar publishing territory for a number of my erotic writerly friends such as Donna George Storey, Jeremy Edwards, Heidi Champa, and many others, and I am delighted to be joining them!
I felt a particular resonance as I was writing “No Such Thing,” so I feel quite thrilled to see it published and thank The Erotic Woman for making it this week’s feature erotic fiction piece.
Namaste.
Love,
Emerald
Now she slowly let that orientation come back, her breath catching as she remembered the hard, wanting look in his eyes as he grabbed her and pushed her against him, as if he were trying to physically meld them together, and her feeling of their absolute mutual willingness to do that if they could.
-From “No Such Thing”
