February 28th, 2014

Best Erotic Romance 2014 Is Out Now!

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My contributor copies of Best Erotic Romance 2014, edited by Kristina Wright and published by Cleis Press, arrived last night—which reminded me, of course, that I have been remiss in not yet announcing its release here!

Best Erotic Romance 2014 is in stock now at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, its publisher, and elsewhere now! Along with all the fabulousness I anticipate finding between the covers, have you looked at the cover itself?? It’s one of my favorites of all the anthologies in which I’ve been.

On that note, my story “Rules” is in this book, and I’m so honored to be in another edition of Kristina’s Best Erotic Romance series. (Incidentally, if you’re reading this and would like to be in an edition yourself, she is taking submissions for next year’s edition right now!) I technically started “Rules” years ago when Alison Tyler asked her blog readers to write flash stories around the theme of “violet” (the color…or the flower, I guess; I worked with the color!). I ended up creating a different flash piece, and the premise of what would become “Rules” lay dormant for some time. I went to work on it again last year, and it developed into the story I ended up submitting to Kristina. I had a great time writing it, in part because it involves what I consider a fun outfit, and as much as I love fun outfits, it seems I haven’t delved into them a lot in much of my work. :)

So now it’s time to crack into one of my contributor copies; if you join me and procure a copy of your own, I do hope you enjoy it!

Love,
Emerald

When she was done, Joyce turned to look at herself in the full-length mirror. Her immediate response was to laugh. Head to toe in gleaming black, reams of shining purple polyester framed her face, the bangs almost reaching her eyelashes as her heavily-outlined green eyes blinked back at her. Her lips were the color of ripe cherries.

Wow, I used to look this way all the time on purpose, she thought as she left the bathroom. She made her way down to the basement—carefully, given the six-inch platform heels—and pulled the photo from the top of the box. […] She looked at the picture, searching for what her husband had seen. Searching for who she’d been back then. Was it different from who she was now?
-from “Rules”

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