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Genre: 

Fantasy, Paranormal, Sci-Fi

Overall Rating

R for fantasy gore, profanity, and violence

Heat Rating

1 flame (no explicit situations)

Romance Rating

Sweet romance (heterosexual)

Blurb

This fix-up novel continues where the first Tales from the Dreamlands left off. Our intrepid quartet of misfit heroes finds themselves in a kingdom ruled by anthropomorphic serpents. 

King Rokon is sympathetic to the adventurers' plight. He introduces them to a new friend who can assist in their pursuit of the mysterious Wizard of Yaddith, who possesses the coveted Silver Key of Dreams. 

What new dangers await the shade of an Undead Metalhead, two Cockney ghouls, a renegade member of the Great Race of Yith, and a young serpent mystic rescued from the lost world of Gnopru? 

The answer awaits you in The Quest for the Wizard's Key. The book is due to be released in August, but you have a chance to obtain a free ARC! Details follow the snippet.

Snippet

“Revered Leader, we have visitors from the Third Dimension.”

The speaker was a great snake with flexible, boneless arms. He held a trident in one hand. His golden scales glittered under the red sun that baked the desert world of Zandanua.

“Indeed,” mused the mighty emerald-scaled anthropomorphic snake king seated on the colossal throne of red stone in the grand hall of Ajnevan Palace. “Were they sent by my brother, Yig?”

“They are renegades, Mighty One,” the guard explained. “They are searching for a key to assist in solving a quest given them by Nyarlathotep.”

“Why do they suppose that I would have this key?” King Rokon inquired.

“They do not believe that you have the key, Sire,” the guard clarified. “The Yithian brought them to this dimension in order to escape some sort of malevolent entity.”

“So, these are Yithians?”

“The one that led them through the gate from Lake Hali is a Yithian, my king.”

“Of what variety are these other visitors?”

“One is a human spirit and the other two are former humans transformed into ghouls.”

“Ghouls are a varied lot. The sorcerers that take themselves too seriously bore me. Send our guests in, Rffnss! They will provide a diversion from our battle with Nodens and Nira. Nyarlathotep is my brother’s sworn enemy. With his peers, there is honor among thieves. Trustworthy he is not for those who fawn at his feet, claws, or tentacles. The epithet ‘whom gods destroy they first make mad’ was inspired by Nyarlathotep.”

“His Royal Glory, the Splendid King Rokon, will receive you now,” Rffnss announced as he opened the throne room doors to admit a disparate conglomerate of vagabonds. 

Hey, that's great! So, how do I get my ARC???

Patience, young Grasshoppah! All will be revealed. But I'm not done yet. You will receive the ARC for The Quest for the Wizard's Key in August...

Wait, what? Why do I have to wait until August?

Because this month I'm giving away the ARC for Ketil and Yitzy's Adventure in the Xura Dream House, the first book in the Tales from the Dreamlands series!

 

Blurb:

The fate of the Cosmos rests in the hands of an unlikely team of unusual friends. Will an exiled member of an ancient extraterrestrial race, a human ghost, and two ghouls be able to outfox an ancient evil and beat Nyarlathotep at his game before time runs out? This buddy story is the first in a series of New Cthulhu Mythos cliffhangers.

Snippet

Click the link to read a snippet from Ketil and Yitzy's Adventure in the Xura Dream House. (Or just scroll down.)

https://www.naughtynetherworldpress.com/2022/07/a-poisonous-place-fa-pa-sf-8sunday.html

Buy Links:

Yes, you can buy the book from Amazon or read it for free with Kindle Unlimited.

https://bit.ly/KetilandYitzyAz

However...

Hold onto your hats...

And your seats...

And your socks...

Because I've got an offer that no lover of weird fiction with that special snarky bite of horseradish delivered by a sharp-tongued Swedish spectre could possibly refuse.

If you sign up for the Naughty Netherworld Newsletter by July 15, you will receive one whole and complete ARC of this book.

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Then, in August, you will receive a complete ARC of The Quest For the Wizard's Key.

Just a cotton pickin' minute, you deranged scribe! What's the catch? Nobody gives away entire ARCs for free!

You clearly underestimated my level of derangement, Young Grasshoppah. I am so deranged that I terrify even the mighty Nyarlathotep. However, I am mostly harmless. There really is no catch. The ARCs are yours to keep forever simply for subscribing to Naughty Netherworld News. I do, however, have a favor to ask.

Aha, I knew there was a catch! So, what is the punishment for not agreeing to your so-called favor, you slimy Shoggoth?

There's no punishment at all. However, those who enjoy the stories can do me a big favor and leave an honest three-star or better review for the books on Amazon.

Okay, sure, I'd be glad to do that. But Amazon tends to remove reviews for items I didn't purchase from them.

I'm glad you mentioned that. All you need to do to stop the Review Police in their tracks is to begin your review with this sentence:

"I received an advance review copy for this book."

Great, I can do that! How do I get my ARCs again?

Just subscribe to Naughty Netherworld News right now!

https://bit.ly/NaughtyNetherworldNews2

If you're already subscribed, you don't need to do anything else. Your ARC will be in your hot little hands sometime on July 15. 

Naughty Netherworld News usually comes out around the first of the month, but I wanted those people who haven't currently subscribed a chance to correct the error of their mistake. 

What if I convince my friend to subscribe, but they have no taste and don't like the stories? Still, even though they have no taste, they're a nice person and don't want to leave a bad review. Are you going to send Nyarlathotep to kick their ass?

Nope. Your taste-impaired friend is under no obligation to leave a bad review. Neither Nyarlathotep nor I will be checking to see if everyone did their homework. The ARC is yours to keep whether or not you leave a review.

Cool! Give me the subscription link one more time!

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Candi #MFRWSteam #RainbowSnippets

 

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Author: Lil DeVille
Genre: Erotica
Rating: Adults Only
Heat Rating: Nuclear Blast (5 flames)
Romance Rating: Erotic Romance, ménage à trois, bisexual romance
Pairings: M/M, F/F/M, M/M/M, mixed group
BlurbCandi knew hot things went on behind closed doors at the Pearl Beach Resort. After all, the place was owned by bisexual billionaire playboy Boris van Donk. Boris had a reputation for taking on all comers. Candi's family of origin was strictly religious, and she has never given or received more than a chaste kiss in her 21 years of life. Between bad-boy Boris and her geeky, fun-loving, porn-writing housemates, an awakening of her desires is inevitable. 
Snippet

Two women and a man, all in their early twenties, sat in a remote spot on the sands of Pearl Beach Resort. The resort was located on Fire Isle, a small body of land in the Caribbean sea, approximately 45 miles west of St. Lucia. 

Twenty-one-year-old Candida Peters, known to her friends as Candi, was the baby of the trio. She was a sweet-faced young Caucasian woman with shoulder-length, cinnamon-colored hair and warm hazel eyes. Just five feet two inches tall, Candi lamented the seeming imbalance between her modest bust, curvy hips, and thick thighs. No matter how much she dieted and exercised, her lower half never became svelte enough for her liking.

NoteThere isn't room for explanation in this snippet, but I want to clarify that I see no fault in a body shaped like Candi's. Her insecurities echo those I had at her age. I developed an eating disorder at twelve which I still struggle with at almost 60 years old. All bodies are good bodies and I find it outrageous the way diet culture and advertising promote disordered eating. 

How to have a Bikini Body:Buy a bikini.Put it on your body.
Buy LinksNone yet. This story is a WIP. I am creating it for submission to the Naughty November prompt from Cobblestone Press. If they don't want it, I'll publish it myself. This is a story with lots of potential subplots. 
Submissions between 10,000 and 40,000 words are due by August 1.
http://www.cobblestone-press.com/submissions.htm
They are looking for erotic romance or erotica, Ménage or BDSM.
They have several submission categories and accept manuscripts year-round.
That's about it for now! Happy naughty writing!
Love, Lil
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A Perilous Path #8Sunday #SnipSun

 

Genre: Fantasy, Paranormal, Sci-Fi
Overall RatingR for fantasy gore, profanity, and violence
Heat Rating0 flames
Romance RatingStrictly Platonic
Blurb:The fate of the Cosmos rests in the hands of an unlikely team of unusual friends. Will an exiled member of an ancient extraterrestrial race, a human ghost, and two ghouls be able to outfox an ancient evil and beat Nyarlathotep at his game before time runs out? This buddy story is the first in a series of New Cthulhu Mythos cliffhangers.
Snippet:

You can read last week's snippet here.

https://www.naughtynetherworldpress.com/2022/07/a-poisonous-place-fa-pa-sf-8sunday.html

“An altar in the Hall of Nyarlathotep—but of course! Who would not be quite curious to follow a portal in a blasted Hall of Nyarlathotep Worship?”

“I think that this portal may lead back to your world via the Dreamlands, Ketil,” the creature revealed. “From my understanding of the sigils surrounding the gate, this passage terminates in Xura. I have never been to Xura, but I have heard rumors of a most interesting house which is said to be a focal point in this realm.”

“Oh, but of course. The House of Great Fuckery,” the man expounded. “And who in their right mind would not wish to go through the House of Great Fuckery?”

Buy Links:

Yes, you can buy it or read it for free with Kindle Unlimited.

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But as a reminder, I am giving away the ARC for this book. Just do what I say, and nobody will get hurt!

If you sign up for the Naughty Netherworld Newsletter by July 15, you will receive one whole and complete ARC of this book.

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If you're already a subscriber, you don't need to do anything else. Hopefully, everything will proceed without a hitch. I am switching from Tiny Letter to Mailer Lite. 

There is just one thing I want to know.

How does Grammarly think that "TinyLetter" looks a damn thing like "Donald?" There are only two letters in common.

I'm working to set up my Story Origin and Book Funnel accounts. I keep hearing conflicting information from people about the effectiveness of newsletters. Some say they have several solar systems worth of subscribers and newsletters are the best thing since sliced bread. Others say newsletters don't do much for them. Personally, I've found them to be a bust, but I'm going to try to give it a fair shake.
Maybe Donald Duck will subscribe to my newsletter. He's a smart guy who knows a good story when he reads one. 
I've always wished I had the money to hire someone to handle my social media accounts and promotions. If I did, you'd all probably think this was me, the young, artsy, mysterious, hip Lady Writer.
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I've never been any good at pretending to be something I'm not, though. The reality is much closer to this:
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Anyway, sign up for my newsletter. It's a work in progress. 
I'm really glad my writing is better than my promotional abilities, though. I flat-out suck at promotion, no lie. 

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A Poisonous Place (FA, PA, SF) #8Sunday #SnipSun

 

Genre: Fantasy, Paranormal, Sci-Fi
Overall RatingR for fantasy gore, profanity, and violence
Heat Rating0 flames
Romance RatingStrictly Platonic
Blurb:The fate of the Cosmos rests in the hands of an unlikely team of unusual friends. Will an exiled member of an ancient extraterrestrial race, a human ghost, and two ghouls be able to outfox an ancient evil and beat Nyarlathotep at his game before time runs out? This buddy story is the first in a series of New Cthulhu Mythos cliffhangers.
Snippet:

Obscured by a poisonous haze on a world which had died when Earth was new, a tall, diaphanous male humanoid with long flaxen hair stood beside an alien being which towered over him despite his own impressive height. The creature had a conical body with a three-eyed head on a stalk. The spirit expressed concern for his companion’s well-being in the planet’s toxic atmosphere.

“Yitzy, I suggest that we leave this unwholesome world,” the youthful man insisted. “Although you are evidently a fearless and adaptable sort of creature whose zeal for the sciences is either commendable or insane, surely even an enormous and rubbery snail-footed monstrosity such as yourself will wind up dead if you breathe the chemical soup of this damned hellhole for long enough. I cannot put too fine a point on it. I demand that we make our exit forthwith.”

“Very good, Ketil, I concur with your assessment, although I could easily remain in this place and suffer no ill effects,” the creature replied telepathically. “You see, I have no lungs as the living among your kind do; my form adapts to whatever gases are present in the atmosphere. However, I am curious to follow a portal that I have discovered under the altar in the Hall of Nyarlathotep.”

Buy Links:

Yes, you can buy it or read it for free with Kindle Unlimited.

https://bit.ly/KetilandYitzyAz

However...

Hold onto your hats...

And your seats...

And your socks...

Because I've got an offer that no lover of weird fiction with that special snarky bite of horseradish delivered by a sharp-tongued Swedish spectre could possibly refuse.

If you sign up for the Naughty Netherworld Newsletter by July 15, you will receive one whole and complete ARC of this book.

https://bit.ly/NaughtyNetherworldNews

If you're already a subscriber, you don't need to do anything else. Your ARC will arrive in a tidy Tiny Letter on July 15th. You can spread the word if you'd like to help a deranged scribe gain a few readers should you wish to earn some extra Angel Author Karma Points. Keep in mind that I'm not responsible for dispensing Karma Points. If yours are not delivered in a timely fashion, you will have to take it up with St. Peter.

But wait, I'm not done yet. 
Coming in August, subscribers will be treated to an ARC of the forthcoming second book in the Tales from the Dreamlands series.

What's the catch?
There isn't one. I'd love it if you'd leave an honest 3-star or better review for the books on Amazon, but you're under no obligation to do so. I'm not going to check to see if you did your homework. The ARCs are yours to keep either way, but you can't get 'em unless you subscribe!
Before I wrap things up, here's a little tip for leaving reviews of books you haven't purchased on Amazon.
Begin your review with this sentence.
"I received an advance review copy of this book."
This should keep your review from being removed.
Many thanks!

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"I've always been a very depressed person, but that's only one side of me, you know. It makes me feel better when I can express my depression, my anger, my frustration through music ... sonic therapy."
Peter SteeleJanuary 4, 1962 – April 14, 2010

Please Read the Letter #WEPChallenge

 

Image by Camila Denleschi from Pixabay
Note:This story is the first chapter of a WIP. I whipped it together over the past couple of days as I almost forgot about this month's challenge. I think I'd call it a third draft. I welcome suggestions for improvement as it is part of a piece that is still in the works, but ask you to please BE COURTEOUS when critiquing.
I know this piece is missing the background lore of Seacliffe Island and the Oceanview School. Since I intend to include this lore at a later point in the story, I didn't worry about incorporating it into this piece. I realize that this is a faux pas for a complete, 1000-word story, but I do not believe that it is a faux pas for an introductory chapter. 
I also realize that I need to do more to reveal how the father concluded his daughter was a vampire. Not delving deeper into this lore is a choice made due to time constraints. I will endeavor to develop this plot point further before submitting the final piece to Dragon Soul Press for their Beautiful Darkness anthology or publishing the story myself.
https://dragonsoulpress.com/2022/01/01/upcoming-submission-calls-for-2022/
A content warning in triplicate for those who hate vampire stories:This is a vampire story. It is a vampire story. Don't forget, it is a vampire story. If you don't want to read vampire stories, don't read this story. I'd rather receive no comment than a "I usually don't read vampire stories, here's why your vampire story sucks" comment. Such comments are unhelpful and irritating. 
Spoiler: The vampires in this story don't sparkle.
Now that the introductory fol-de-rol is out of the way, let's get on with it.
Tagline:A father realizes his daughter is not only dangerously troubled, she is no longer even human.

To Whoever Finds this Ledger

Please Read the Letter

30 October 1938

I suspect that my daughter Harriet murdered her friend Charity Dye on Halloween night, 1930. She and Charity were both fond of their international studies instructor, Miss Khaing Krauss. Miss Krauss was the daughter of the Prussian rail baron Shemuel Krauss and his Viennese/Chinese wife, Zhen. She was well-traveled and enjoyed sharing her adventures with her pupils.

Harriet began imagining wrongdoing where there was none. She convinced herself that Charity, wishing to be the favorite pupil, told Miss Krauss lies about her.

I spoke to Miss Krauss before she left the Oceanside School. With my promise that I would take no action against her, she admitted she thinks Harriet may be involved in poor Charity’s disappearance.

“Please, Mr. Meadows, I beg you not to repeat my words to your daughter or your wife,” Miss Krauss insisted. “If you do, I am doomed. I fear for the safety of any girl who crosses your daughter. As for your wife, surely you know she would do anything to protect Harriet.”

Six months later, I learned from Miss Krauss’ father that she died from a ruptured appendix shortly after her return home. I found an effigy of Miss Krauss in a miniature coffin on my wife’s vanity table. The effigy had a hatpin stuck in its abdomen.

When Harriet went off to Hunter College in New York, I hoped that pursuing a higher education alongside other intelligent young women would calm her fiery disposition. I put the disappearance of Charity Dye out of my mind and chalked up Miss Krauss’ untimely death to coincidence.

The frequency of Harriet’s letters dwindled in the autumn of 1932. It displeased me to learn that the reason for her distraction was a young man with whom she had become acquainted.

Harriet wrote to me, disclosing that she had moved off campus to assist the growing homeless population of New York alongside the object of her affections. While her aim appeared laudable, I was concerned that she might fall pregnant only to be abandoned by her paramour.

As if to reassure me that she was in competent hands, Harriet sent me a photograph of the enigmatic Saroj Tremblay. He was the embodiment of the tall, dark, and handsome stranger prognosticated by fortune tellers to romantic-minded young women. Possessing a visual representation of the swarthy swain did nothing to assuage my anxiety.

Harriet returned to Oceanview alone at the beginning of the fall semester this year. She remains sequestered in her room during the day and spirits herself away when night falls. I suppose she might take the ferry to Virginia Beach, although Seacliffe Island has its own nightlife.

Following a series of disappearances, I admonished Harriet not to leave the house alone. I sat in the hallway outside her door, reading. Each time she opened the door, there I was. Harriet seemed more amused than angry. She looked into my eyes, and I became paralyzed.

“I could leave if I wanted to, Father, but I think you need to be taught a lesson,” she said. “What happens next is on your hands.”

I woke in my study shortly before dawn, curled up on the oversized ottoman like a cat. Fortunately, none of the students were stirring yet. I went to my private toilet and pulled myself together, then proceeded to the kitchen.

I thanked God, if God there is, for my electric coffee percolator and pop-up toaster. I made a mental note to tell Handy Hans Longstaff to thank his wife for the delightful quince jam. Feeling bolstered, I began my morning walkthrough of the property.

I found the body of Oceanview’s literature instructor, Miss Alannis Breiner, beside the boiler in the basement. Blood stained the collar of her violet night dress. Her long golden-brown hair was fanned out around her horrified face. Her regal blue eyes stared at nothing. Her blanched skin felt like cold marble. It was then that I noticed the bite mark on her neck.

Police Chief Plato Gordana confirmed that a human assailant made the bite, noting that the attacker must have been wearing prosthetic fangs.

“Poor girl musta thought she was letting Rudolph Valentino in, but it was actually Count Dracula,” he mused as he examined the injury. “Huh. Curiouser and curiouser.”

“How so?”

“Well, either our Count was a good deal smaller than that tall Hungarian fella who played him in the movie, or our Count is a Countess. A man’s mouth is larger than a woman’s mouth on average, and a man exerts more force when he bites.”

Gordana reassured me he didn’t believe we were dealing with a real vampire, only a maniac pretending to be one. He had no explanation for where the exsanguinated Miss Breiner’s blood had gone, as only a scant amount was spilled.

“I suppose the sicko might have drunk it or maybe bottled it up,” he said. “A few bodies turned up drained of blood while I was still in New York back in ’32. I’ll get in touch with the NYPD. It don’t look like anyone broke in, so I’m guessing the lady opened the door for ‘em.”

“Do you think it was someone she knew?”

“Could have been, although folks will generally let a woman in, ‘specially if she appears to be in distress.”

I appreciated Chief Gordana’s attempt to comfort me, but I knew who the assailant was. May God, if God there is, forgive me for what I must do.

If you have found this letter, it means I have failed in my objective. I beg of you to heed my warning. Oceanview School must never be reopened. What lies within her foundations is something worse than death.

950 Words

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Drag Anthology Submission #8Sunday #MFRWAuthor #MFRWHooks #MFRWSteam #RainbowSnippets #SnipSun

 

The following is a snippet from The Downfall of Narcissus, a Lil DeVille story that I'm working on for submission to the forthcoming fabulous drag anthology from the House of Lobsters. First, I'll share the snippet, then I'll give the deets on the anthology and how you can enter your work for potential inclusion if that sort of thing really is your bag, Baby.

I could not help noticing the tension in Hermes’ back and shoulders. I reached for the scented oil on the nearby table, and Hermes relaxed at my touch as I massaged the oil into his skin. I passed the oil to Heracles and suggested that he work on Hermes’ feet and legs while I continued my therapies on his chest and arms.

“Perhaps it should be you who tends to his feet,” Heracles countered. “He always says that I am too rough. It isn’t my fault that he’s a tenderfoot.”

Just a little tease here. I'm always nervous about sharing what I'm working on for publications other than Naughty Netherworld Press. Plus, the Rainbow Snippets hop prefers six-line snippets, so there's that!

Now, here's what you need to know about the House of Lobsters, so you can submit your own work to them if you're interested! I am not affiliated with the House of Lobsters, so if you have questions about their submission guidelines, you'll have to contact them.

https://houseoflobstersliterary.wordpress.com/submissions/

The anthology is seeking drag-related art, fiction, and poetry. They say that submissions can be any genre or style. They accept reprints and simultaneous submissions. The deadline for submissions is June 30.

I haven't been going to the hops very much this year because I've been concentrating on submitting my writing to venues outside of Naughty Netherworld Press. While I prefer self-publishing, I also enjoy submitting my work to anthologies and periodicals. In the event that said work is rejected, I will eventually publish it myself. So, win-win.

Now it's time for the hops. Let me explain a little bit about what I'm doing here because what's clear to my screwy spiderweb (the spider has been doing LSD and refuses to take Ritalin) of a brain may not be clear to those whose brains work in a conventional way. I'm sharing this post with all the hops below because I believe the authors who take part in these hops might benefit from knowing about this anthology. 

I know I don't necessarily do blog hops well because I tend to take on too much and then get mired in anxiety. I hope you can forgive me for not being the best blog hopper and please understand that I really do want to help my fellow authors, which is why I'm sharing this opportunity with all of you rather than hoarding it for myself. 

Here is a handy image to help you understand the wacky workings of my brain.

Note that at first glance, the LSD spiderweb (upper right) looks normal, but when you look again, it really isn't. I like this one as a metaphor for the way my brain works. I can "pass for normal" until people start to know me a little. Then the truth comes out pretty quickly. Even though I am mostly harmless, I am definitely not normal and neither is my brain. 
This is your brain on ADHD and anxiety. So much fun, just like the horrible roller coaster at the Hell's Pass Abusement Park. Oh, look, a squirrel!
By the way, I don't like the drugs for these conditions. I have paradoxical reactions to psych meds. For me, the cure is worse than the problem.
Not that ADHD is a psych condition, it's a neurological deviation. Not that people with ADHD are deviants, although I have been accused of such. I'm actually Very Vanilla in real life. I just have a vivid imagination and a filthy sense of humor. I blame Monty Python. Plus, I found my father's collection of underground comics at an early age and I enjoy old sci-fi exploitation films like Barbarella and Flesh Gordon. 
I've also been accused of being a devil worshiper, but that's a story for another time. 
I'd probably better put the shovel away now before I dig myself in any deeper.
Anyway, without further adoo-doo, it's time for...
All the Hops

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The Friday 56: A Snippet from Ketil & Yitzy's Adventure

 

Hi, Naughties! I found a new blog hop called The Friday 56. You just turn to page 56 in any book or go to 56% on your e-reader if you're reading a short story or novelette. I'm featuring a few sentences from Page 56 (according to the Kindle Cloud Reader) in my own book, Ketil and Yitzy's Adventure in the Xura Dream House.

"Robin, John, I shall inform you when the candle and incense are to be lit, and I will speak the words of the spell. Now, allow me to fetch the dagger, and we shall hopefully commence discovery of what we must do in order to open the final lock."
Ketil placed a box of matches between Robin and Little John and the Arabian dagger with its wavy blade before Yitzy. He stood before the group and began to intone the words of the spell.

Ketil and Yitzy's Adventure in the Xura Dream House is a quirky Lovecraftian fantasy novella featuring a team of four unlikely heroes: a human ghost, two ghouls, and an exiled member of the Great Race of Yith. If you think that sort of thing really might be your bag, Baby, you can grab your copy free with Kindle Unlimited or purchase the book. I just lowered the price, so if it's still $3.99, wait until it drops to $2.99.
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It's kind of dismal that I haven't posted here in three months, but I've been really busy creating work for submission. Unfortunately, this means having to back-burner my self-publishing projects. I just submitted a poetry chapbook manuscript to Two Sylvias Press and am working on a story for submission to Dragon Soul Press. Follow the link below if you'd like to learn more and maybe put the pedal to the metal and submit your own work.
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~Ornery Owl Has Spoken~

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Charity Sunday: International Committee of the Red Cross #CharitySunday #SnipSun #8Sunday

 

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With the current unsettling and unsettled political situation in Ukraine, many citizens have been displaced. The International Committee of the Red Cross is a trustworthy organization giving aid to communities in need. I will donate a dollar for every comment received on this post to the ICRC.
https://www.icrc.org/en/donate
My snippet is from Lil DeVille's newest WIP, Coming Together, the first book in The Awesome Adventures of A.S.S.S. series. A.S.S.S. stands for Alien and Supernatural Search Squadron. I don't have a blurb for the book yet, but I'll provide a little background for the inspiration behind its creation following the snippet.

“You wanted to see me, Lieutenant General Espinoza?”

“Yes, Captain Botterill. Please come in and close the door.”

Captain Abigail Botterill entered General Espinoza’s office. She was a slender, willowy, red-haired woman of medium height appearing to be in her late twenties. She had a flawless alabaster complexion and exquisite violet eyes. Despite her delicate appearance, Captain Botterill commanded respect. She exuded a definite “fuck around and find out” energy.

Lieutenant General Beowulf Espinoza locked the door behind Captain Botterill. Looking like a leading man from a 1940s action movie, he ran his hand over his wavy, dark-brown hair, his black coffee eyes twinkling merrily.

Despite the genre and the somewhat suggestive tone in this out-of-context snippet, the relationship between these characters is 100% platonic. I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up. No worries for those of you looking for the "good parts," there will be plenty of hot stuff later.
And now, as promised, a bit of backstory.
My first foray into the steamy and sassy world of sci-fi erotica was the Carnal Invasion series of short stories, which I have since pulled out of publication because I want to rework them, giving some detail to the connection between humans and the lusty Gamma Iridians. 
I would like this reworking to be more than the Schtoink of the Month, which, admissibly, is what the first iteration of the series was. I don't think I'm going to write a monthly serial again. Apparently, some people are very successful with such a format, but both of my attempts were dismal failures.
That's about all for this time. I look forward to reading and commenting on the other Charity Sunday posts.
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About Me Monday: Open Book Blog Hop

 

Image by Jess Bailey from Pixabay
My work area is nowhere this neat and organized and I'd probably manage to hurt myself with the thumbtacks. Hurting myself is a given. I just hurt myself on the lap desk that I use to hold my keyboard while engaging in epic literary exploits that lesser writers are jealous of.
By lesser writers, I mean my cat. Who isn't actually jealous, but she can't write. She lays down on the keyboard sometimes. 
Anyway, today's question is, what tools do you use when writing?
I have the Grammarly and ProWritingAid extensions for Brave. They are mostly useful but I cuss at them a lot. Like now. Shut up, ProWritingAid! I am engaging in an epic stream of consciousness! A tool like you wouldn't understand!
I use Twitter. I tend to call it Twatter. To me, Twitter is a tool. I occasionally engage in minor banter. Rarely, I rip someone a new one. I generally ignore stupidity because it isn't worth my time to bother with it, but every now and then some flabbergastingly moronic buttface says something so despicable that I can't stop myself from tearing into them. Ageism is alive and well, a lot of people have never left junior high and think that ad hominem attacks are high art, and if you think sexism and racism are dead, you have obviously never forayed into Twatter territory. But I digress. 
You can follow me on Twitter. I have a fair number of followers and I follow back. I'm usually friendly unless you commit one of the above infractions.https://twitter.com/ReadersRoost
I use Twitter primarily to share links, both mine and other people's. Facebook is practically useless these days, although I still engage with the Snippet Sunday group. https://www.facebook.com/groups/401643826588474
I use blog hops to spread the word about my work. The big three that I engage with are MFRW Book Hooks, Weekend Writing Warriors, and Rainbow Snippets.
https://mfrwbookhooks.blogspot.com/https://wewriwa.blogspot.comhttps://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets
I am a member of the MFRW IO group. You don't need to be a romance writer to join although most of the group members write romance in some capacity.
https://marketingforromancewriters.groups.io/g/main/
Recently I started using Triberr. Many members of MFRW swear by Triberr for getting more sales and engagement. I created a Triberr membership last year and was completely overwhelmed. The key to making Triberr work for you is to follow tribes related to your interests. When you share other people's posts, they will in turn share yours. Here is my Triberr link so you can engage with true awesomeness.
https://bit.ly/TheNaughtyTribe
All kidding aside, you can learn much more about Triberr from Kayelle Allen than you can from me. 
https://triberr.com/kayelleallen
I also use my blogs as a promotion tool, although in my experience when people get to know a little about me, that kind of backfires. I'm such a scathing little ray of black hole sunshine and my resting bitch face never rests. It kind of scares people.
Ornery Owl wishes you a Happy Eat Chocolate day today and a happy Ornery's Birthday tomorrow. Ornery's birthday is a worldwide holiday where people cower in terror in the back of their houses pretending that they aren't at home in case the knock on the door happens to be me. They don't need to be afraid, though, as long as they have chocolate, cookies, cheese, or crunchy snacks. I can be appeased with those.
~Ornery Owl Has Spoken~


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Come as You Are Party: The Publishing Dilemmas of a Stormy Mind

 

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I have trouble following rules.
Not the rules that make immediate sense, like don't kill people. I mean the rules that appear in terms of use contracts because these quickly start looking like "blah blah blah," so I skim them and don't retain the information. Then I find out that an author--you know, an acquaintance, not me or anything, is breaking the rules by having their book available on Kindle Unlimited and other platforms as well.
My acquaintance (who totally isn't me) erroneously believed that it's okay to have books available on multiple platforms and on Kindle Unlimited as long as the book isn't free anywhere except for Kindle Unlimited. A nice fellow author named Kris Bock informed my acquaintance (again, totally not me) that Amazon frowns on doing this except in the cases of big-name authors (like me, but not my acquaintance) who can do whatever they want because they have significant clout.
You can buy Kris' books (or read them free from Kindle Unlimited) through the following link. I wanted to give Kris a shout-out because she could have ridiculed my acquaintance, but instead she gave said acquaintance (who is in no way me) helpful information so they can correct the error of their mistake.https://smile.amazon.com/Kris-Bock/e/B006WV4I5O?ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_2&qid=1644776846&sr=8-2
Now my acquaintance wonders if they should pull their books from Kindle Unlimited or if they should instead pull them from Draft 2 Digital and make them available only on Amazon. Kris said that since most of her sales come from Amazon, she publishes only on Amazon so readers have the option to borrow her books through Kindle Unlimited.
That made a lot of sense to my acquaintance, and it certainly would make things easier. However, unlike me, whose mind is as solid and unjumbled as a perfectly maintained brick wall, my acquaintance totally loves the idea of publishing their book on multiple platforms because it's so exciting to have all those links. Also, my acquaintance thinks that Amazon is pretty much Satan, but these days a lesser-known author has to sell their soul a little to build an audience so they make deals with the devil, otherwise known as billionaire Jeff Bezos.
The nice thing about Kindle Unlimited is it allows readers to borrow a book and try before they buy. This is a great feature for broke folk who want something new to read but may not have the money to purchase it. As a reader, I've certainly taken advantage of my Kindle Unlimited subscription.  As a reviewer, it drives me crackers when writers don't provide the option of either getting the book through Kindle Unlimited or providing a free copy, either as a Kindle gift or a PDF. It isn't like I'm getting rich reviewing books.
My acquaintance keeps the cost of their books low, so perhaps the Kindle Unlimited option really doesn't make that much difference. 
Dear Naughties, what would you do? Have you noticed a significant portion of your own sales coming from a particular channel? I can't answer this question because I'm way too important and popular. My books are available exclusively to ancient deities who pay a premium for them.
Ornery Owl is Totally Not Telling Tall Tales