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Weekend Writing Warriors 17 November 2019 (FA, PA, SF)

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“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 stated calmly. “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?”
~Cie for Team Netherworld Creations/Naughty Netherworld Press~
Notes:Last week's Weekend Writing Warriors post can be found here.
Ketil Nagel is the spirit of a Scandinavian metal musician who sacrificed himself to the Outer Gods of Cthulhu Mythos infamy.
While exploring a long-dead world in hopes of assisting a friend who is in deep trouble with the powerful and malevolent Yadira Root, Nyarlathotep's high priestess and daughter, Ketil met a  renegade member of the Great Race of Yith who was studying the planet. The benevolent creature had been ostracized by others of its kind and did not have a name. Ketil gave his new friend the name Yitzy, which pleased the extraterrestrial giant.
The Cthulhu Mythos, Earth's Dreamlands, Nyarlathotep, the Outer Gods, Xura, and the Great Race of Yith are the creations of H.P. Lovecraft.
The Xura House of Lost Dreams appears in the Chaosium Call of Cthulhu Dreamlands Role-Playing supplement.
Ketil, Yitzy, and Yadira Root are original characters created by Team Netherworld.
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November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2019: Day 5: Antonymic Bomb

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adored abhorredbeloved bedeviledcherished castoffdelightful devilembraceable evilfortunate fiendgreat goblinhonored hatedidolized ignoredjoyful jerkkind killerlovely leechmeticulous messnice neer-do-wellopen obstructionpleasant pratquiet quarrelrighteous roguesweet scallawagtidy tawdryunforgettable understrappervital vampirewholesome wagtailxylographing xenomorphsyeomanly yobboszesty zombies
~Cie~
Notes:Today's prompt for the November PAD Chapbook Challenge was to write a pleasure and/or displeasure poem. So I tapped out this cheeky little number.

Tidbit Tuesday: The Yadira Chronicles: Fetch: Story Synopsis

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Gerry Clifford just wanted to die; the once prolific and highly successful musician's talent was fading along with his badly compromised brain's ability to recognize anything of his former life. He was the sickest he’d been in many years, but he still had a job to do; save the targeted souls at Candlelight Ridge Care Home from being absorbed by a malevolent entity whose nature Gerry did not understand in spite of his vast metaphysical knowledge.
Pepper Baiij was a wounded personality with a gift for helping troubled spirits; over the years she fell in love with several of the spirits she assisted and in the end wound up heartbroken. Although she swore she would never again involve herself with the spectral realm, Pepper felt deep sympathy for the gentle, frightened Gerry Clifford. 
When Gerry offered his love and trust to Pepper, she couldn't help returning this most meaningful of gifts as she found herself falling for a man who was at once the most fragile and the bravest of souls she had ever known.
~Cie for Team Netherworld Creations/Naughty Netherworld Press~
Notes:Fetch is our flagship story, the one that kicked off The Yadira Chronicles back in 2014. There is so much love for this story in our hearts, and yet it has been on the back burner for far too long. One of the reasons why I shelved the Carnal Invasion project was to be able to get back to working on The Yadira Chronicles. 
Lesson learned, People. Don't do something strictly for the money. You won't be happy. Or, at least, I wasn't. The Carnal Invasion project arose from a place of financial desire. Now I'm relighting the fire under the project that is my first love.

Rainbow Snippets 9 November 2019

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“For mine poor bougainvillea,” the Mouse Maid declared. “Now, into ze bath with you. Scrub down and I shall prepare ze massage table and fetch ze mistress zat she may watch ze proceedings. What is your name, oh Crusher of Flowers?”
“Christy, and I’m very sorry about your flowers. I will make it up to you, I promise.”
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~
The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook provides authors with an opportunity to share a six-sentence snippet of their own LGBT fiction, or to share an LGBT book rec from their blog or website.

This snippet comes from Naughty Netherworld Press' newest WIP, Duchess Daisy Delphinium's Garden of Erotic Delights. Our protagonist, the fair Christy Ferdinand, has fallen through a wormhole and found herself in the middle of a beautiful flower patch being confronted by a bossy Mouse Maid.

Weekend Writing Warriors 10 November 2019 (FA, PA, SF)

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Obscured by a poisonous haze on a world which had died when Earth was young, a humanoid figure stood speaking to a large alien being which towered over him despite his own impressive height. The man expressed concern for the well-being of his companion in their current toxic atmosphere.
“Yitzy, I suggest that we leave this unwholesome world,” the man insisted. “Although you are evidently a fearless and adaptable sort of being whose zeal for the sciences is either commendable or insane, I must be forthcoming with you. 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 hell-hole 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. “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.”
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~
Notes:This snippet comes from Team Netherworld Creations' newest WIP, Ketil and Yitzy's Adventure in the House of Lost Dreams. Ketil Nagel is the spirit of a Swedish extreme metal musician who committed suicide in a shocking and ritualistic fashion at the age of 25. Yitzy is a renegade member of the Great Race of Yith who struck out on his own to do scientific research with the goal of helping those who are in danger. Members of The Great Race of Yith normally possess high intellect but low compassion. Yitzy is an exception to this rule and has been ostracized because of a trait considered a weakness by his fellows.
The Great Race of Yith is the creation of H.P. Lovecraft. These beings were introduced in his story, The Shadow out of Time, which was published in the June 1936 issue of Astounding Stories.

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Insecure Writers' Support Group November 2019

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Hey, People. As usual, I'm a day late and a dollar short. I kind of forgot that yesterday was IWSG day. So, I'm slipping in the back.
The question for this month was: "what's the strangest thing you've ever Googled in researching a story?"
I don't know, but the medieval sex toys question is as good as any.
I'm kind of feeling depressed about my decision to pull the plug on the Carnal Invasion project. I left the characters in that Universe in an eternal cliffhanger, because it's doubtful that I'll be going back to it. I wanted to get back to the kind of writing that I'd been missing out on trying to keep up with the Carnal Invasion serial. I thought about perhaps doing it as a yearly NaNoWriMo project, but I don't know. It would probably turn out to be just bad writing because that's what I tend to get from NaNoWriMo.
Speaking of NaNoWriMo, I have a theory that the people who tend to enjoy writing that way also tend to be the sort of people who use outlines. I hate using outlines. I enjoy word count constraints for flash fiction because they force me to be concise. I dislike word count requirements on longer pieces. I like doing Camp NaNoWriMo because you can choose your own goal. I usually choose chapters. My chapters tend to average about 500 words. Camp NaNoWriMo works for me. NaNoWriMo does not.
The truth is, between writing my own stories, poetry, blog posts, and book reviews, I probably write at least the NaNoWriMo required word count most days. It just doesn't work for me to confine that all to one project. What comes out is garbage and I can't stand to look at it again. I looked at the NaNoWriMo project I did in 2011 to see if I could stomach editing it. No dice, it still sucked. I took a perfectly okay idea and what came out with the forced word count was something that no-one should read, ever.
One thing I've noticed with the advent of e-books is that novelettes and novellas, which had previously fallen into disfavor, are making a comeback, and I couldn't be happier. I could write and edit a novelette or even a short novella in a month. A full-length novel is something else again.
For those of you who are doing NaNoWriMo, power to ya! I had to finally admit that in all honesty, I really and truly hate writing that way. It is very likely that I won't do it again. I may see you at Camp NaNoWriMo, though.
~Cie~

Castle Necros is FREE for Five Days!

Between November 5, 2019, and November 11, 2019, the smoking hot new book in the Carnal Invasion series can be yours for the low price of nothing, zip, zero, zilch, and nada. 
That's right, Castle Necros is yours for the asking for the next five days! Simply click the Preview button to grab your FREE copy.
If you like your atmospheres spooky, your erotica explicit, and a dark castle filled with horny demons, hot-to-trot human men, and lust-driven vampires all clamoring for a chance to experience one another's masculine charms, then this action-packed, bawdy, naughty, and humorous novella is the one for you. 
Don't miss your chance to find out what wicked tricks and tasty treats the man-loving Marquis Kabral has in store at Castle Necros. The Marquis and his minions are serving it up hot, and for the next five days, it can be yours at no cost. That's a sweet deal for any fan of man on man erotica!
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~

Introducing Team Netherworld Creations

Image by Waldkunst from PixabayIntroductionThe Team Netherworld Creations publishing company was created to inflict works such as this one on an unsuspecting world. These pulpy serials were inspired by the likes of the mad New Englander From Beyond the Stars, H.P. Lovecraft himself, and by the mad cultists who created the Chaosium RPG.
To reduce the genre of these tales to the most basic component, they are Cthulhu Mythos fan fiction. This ain’t no high-fallutin’, highbrow literature. This ain’t no popular fiction neither. These are the New Weird Tales.
With apologies to Sheryl Crow, “All I Wanna Do” started playing in my head when I wrote that paragraph, and I went with it.
For years works such as this one remained unpublished or published only on blogs which no-one reads. Now, for the first time, they have been unearthed and published in e-book format for a new group of nobodies to never read. Regardless of any desire on part of the public for the New Weird Tales of Team Netherworld, this sort of writing is our true passion, and it shall remain confined to a dark dungeon no longer!
In years past, novelettes and novellas fell out of disfavor with readers. Now, with the advent of e-books, these forms are making a comeback, and we couldn’t be happier. We at Team Netherworld Creations can be a bit slow on the uptake, but we’ve finally realized that it means we can publish our work in smaller chunks rather than waiting until we have an entire novel put together. This means more chances to inflict our brand of Weirdness on the world, and we are chortling gleefully at the prospect.
If you happen to enjoy the insanity which we have inflicted upon your unsuspecting mind, you are now one of the Afflicted. Greetings, fellow Cultist! We welcome you!
The Real CieHead Buttmunch in Charge, Team Netherworld

Farewell Naughty Netherworld Press

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I think it's time for me to wrap up the Naughty Netherworld Press project, at least for a while. I'm not really having fun with it anymore. I started writing the Carnal Invasion stories last summer in hopes of making a little money to fund the projects I truly love, but time is money, and I'm spending too much time making too little money on this project.
It will sound odd, but writing smut is fun, even when you have the libido of roadkill, as I do. I have no interest in even the most vanilla of liaisons, let alone participating in the sort of wild group encounters that my characters get up to. A lot of people have the idea that those who write erotica type with one hand while their other hand is stuffed into their skivvies. I don't know about anyone else who writes erotica, but for me, nothing could be further from the truth. In fact, writing over-the-top sex scenes tends to numb me to feeling the least bit of a tingle in that department. 
I never thought that the Carnal Invasion books were high art by any means. They were meant to be dumb fun. But they've kind of taken over my entire creative time allotment. I review books and I write my own stuff. Currently, the book reviews are where I'm making money (such as it is) and I rather doubt that I will ever make very much money off my own writing. So, the writing I do might as well be the stuff I really love rather than the stuff that was supposed to make money so I could do the stuff I really love.
I can't write the type of erotica that seems to sell: alpha male billionaire werewolves or what the hell ever. The "alpha male" type never was my cup of tea or coffee, and it's boring for me to write about people with porn star bodies. I like writing about the kinds of people that no-one usually notices. Skinny little dudes, big bodacious babes, big burly bears, tall and lanky ladies, those kinds of people are more my jam. I tend to like my men and ladies to be on an even keel. And, oddly enough, even though I'm heterosexual I have an easier time writing gay or lesbian erotica than I do writing the straight variety. 
Weekend Writing Warrior people, you folks can't get rid of me. I'll be around. I'm just switching back to writing the kind of stuff I really love, which, to be honest, pretty much boils down to Cthulhu Mythos fan fiction. If I'm not going to make any money writing, I might as well not make any money writing the stuff that feeds my dumb, debauched, and nerdy soul.
It took trying NaNoWriMo one last time and finally admitting how much I hate doing it to finally let myself make a decision I'd been considering for several months but felt guilty about enacting. Writing Castle Necros was fun, and I want to continue the Manzanar story, which, in fact, contained very little erotica. So, the Naughty Netherworld Press project is on either temporary or permanent hiatus, but I will still be around. Sorry, Haters--not sorry.
To put it another way, it was starting to feel like I was trying to be Li'l Kim when I'm much more Queen Latifah. When it comes to rapping, I'm not either one. I couldn't rap to save my life. I think both of them would say that I need to be true to myself. So, I'm going back to writing horror/sci-fi with a twist of Weird and a generous sprinkling of humor.
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~

Tidbit Tuesday 5 November 2019

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“I’m sorry,” Christy apologized. “I came from somewhere else. I fell out of the sky. I’m sorry about your—whatever you said. I’ll help you fix it if you’d like.”
“You smell tres terrible! Mon dieu! Come, we must draw you a bath, and zen we must punish you for crushing my flowers! Toot sweet now!”
The maid led Christy to a beautiful backyard where she pumped water into a large metal tub. She added sweet-smelling bath salts to the water.
“Ze bath salts I make myself from essences of dried flowers in zis very garden,” the Mouse Maid bragged, pleased with herself. “Zey will soften your skin and make you smell pretty.”
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~
This Tidbit comes from Naughty Netherworld Press' latest WIP, Duchess Daisy Delphinium's Garden of Erotic Delights. At the end of Paraji's Prisoners, the occupants of Base Lust-69 were thrown through various wormholes when the volcano that the base was housed in erupted. Christy Ferdinand found herself in a beautiful garden being scolded by an impatient Mouse Maid.