Sommer Marsden's Blog, page 76

day two...

Of the ANGRY SEX book tour is at Heidi Champa's blog where I'm discussing actual angry sex and why this book is special to me. I'm a Heidi virgin, so big thanks to her for having me. And giving me a NIN reference as a title no less!

Go check it out HERE and don't forget, any comment along the tour counts as a chance to win a copy of Angry Sex (or an alternate title from my backlist if you've already purchased AS). So come say hi!

XOXO
Sommer


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*starter pistol*

Tomorrow is the release of my bright shiny new book ANGRY SEX . And today is the kick off of the Angry Sex Tour, starting at Donuts and Desires. Thanks muchly to Giselle Renarde for having me :) I love being had! And truly, now...I want a donut. I might have to make some.

And while we're on the topic of Angry Sex , I am very pleased to say it's received a 5 heart rating at Sizzling Hot Book Reviews before it's even been released. Very pleased! I mean how's this for awesome:

I have to conclude by saying don't miss out on picking up Angry Sex by Sommer Marsden. For me, it is one of the best books I have read in quite awhile.

Thanks to Stacey at Sizzling Hot Book Reviews for taking the time to read and review me.

XOXO
Sommer
p.s. remember any comments on any blog along the tour counts as a chance to win a copy of Angry Sex (or an alternate title should you be impatient and buy it during the tour! Either way, you walk out with a book :)

The Angry Sex Tour

Tada! I have my fabulous hosts and I am raring to go. Tour starts any moment now!...How about now?...Now? :)

3/15 I'm at Giselle Renarde's blog to kick off the festivities
3/16 is release day and Heidi Champa has been brave enough to have me on her blog
3/17 I'm at Willsin Rowe's with a little he said, she said take on this book
3/19 I'm at Teresa Noelle Roberts's blog with a GF recipe (Adam's soup for Luna)
3/20 I'm at Chocolate Scotch courtesy of Bright Eyed Dyer discussing creativity
3/21 I wrap it up with lovely Janine Ashbless

At the end of the tour, every comment from readers along the way will count as one entry into a chance to win a copy of Angry Sex here on my blog. The person with the most comments wins. In the event of a tie/s I'll draw from a hat. So if you have any questions, comments, a story to share or just want to say howdy, please do!

XOXO
Sommer

doggie style...

You shall be subjected to a shot of my second favorite pair of spring pants (after the cock pants seen below) because it is once again 70+ degrees. These are my bulldog pants, bought in honor of the man. That's his dream dog, right there. Though not in purple... ;)

I am running on 5 hours of crappy sleep and woke in pain today. The man said most likely adhesions. Well, if that is the case, I do not enjoy the adhesions!

That is my old woman grumbling. Beyond being a snarky, tired, bitchy writer type person, I have worked on guest blogs (Yay! The Angry Sex blog tour begins this week), working on a short project, a novel and editing a book. I have messed with so many different things in a weird surreal high kind of state (thank you pain pill for the brain fog), I feel a bit ADDish. LOL

Beyond that, I got nothing. What you got? Anything? What's going on out there in the world of normal non-drugged folk?

XOXO
Sommer

Jeezaloo or...Duh!

I never chose a winner for my almost Valentine's Day giveaway. Oh. My. God. My only excuse is it's been a hell of a ride since, well...since Christmas! So my lucky winner ALMOST A MONTH LATER! is...Unbound Binder! And I've sent you your pdf. Very, very very late. So sorry :)

XOXO
Sommer

Angry Sex...

I am so, so, sooooo excited for this book to come out next week. Even though it almost killed me. Okay, so that might be an exaggeration, but not as much as you might think. By the end, I hated to even look at this book. Someone just told me that means it's ready to be published.

Angry Sex is officially my first ever book where the heroine is a mom. I don't know why it's the first, but it is. And I have to admit, I fell in love with this character--the pressures she had for real and the ones she put on herself and her struggle to just let herself be a person instead of a perfect facilitator for others. Luna stole my heart. And Adam...well, Adam, the man who signs up to have said angry sex with Luna...he stole other bits of me. ;)

All that smooshy-gooshy book love being said, here is a snippet and all that jazz. Look for me to do a few guest posts around the blogosphere in the near future. Happy Friday!

XOXO
Sommer

Blurb:

Luna Watkins can't remember feeling so stressed. Her teenage son Nick's health issues are reemerging and her ex Ben wants to help but is just making ends meet with odd jobs. Her catering business is thriving but too hectic for her to handle, at least that's what it feels like. Not to mention since she's been divorced, she hasn't dated much and has had sex even less. When Nick decides to visit his grandparents for the summer, Luna is devastated. And yet, she sees a chance to work through her anger and her angst. Maybe some time to feed her body, mind and soul knowing he's well taken care of.

Enter Adam Singleton, her new, last minute server. Handsome, gruff Adam who's working through his own anger.  Flirting turns to sparring. Sparring turns to angry sex—like therapy but naked. As time goes by and Luna and Adam become even more entangled, with their hardships and each other, the question becomes,  does angry sex turn to more anger…or peace?  Excerpt:

"Feel better?" His face was tight and unreadable. What felt like annoyance, rather than
anger, baked off him in waves.

"No," she said, shocking them both by crying.

He pushed her back and she stumbled again. This time her ass hit the sofa hard enough
that she pretty much bounced right back up to standing. Luna barely heard Adam say, "Then do
it again" when she blindly swung, this time hitting his shoulder.

Oh fuck. Oh Jesus. What was wrong with her? This wasn't Fight Club. This wasn't a
book, or a movie, or even a joke. She was hitting this man who had zero to do with her rage. And
he was letting her.

"Better?"

She sobbed, nodding. "No."

"You're nodding but you said no."

"I know."

"You're just so full of it, aren't you?" He stood there. A handsome, patient monolith who
held all kind of secrets. At least it felt that way.

"Full of what? Shit?" she stammered.

His face broke into a fleeting smile. He chuckled. "No. Full of anger."

"Oh, that. Yes, that," she said. "Yes, I am. I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he said, and pushed her so her ass hit the sofa again.

Luna screamed. She heard the noise burst out of her like a whistle from a teakettle. He
laughed…at her. And then when he dropped to his knees, bringing them face to face, he said,
"You are so fucking weak."

And that's when she slapped him across the face. This blow was not glancing. This blow
was not soft. This blow hit home with a satisfying whack and a wince on his good looking
features.

"Better?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered. Realizing she meant it. That had done it. Her body felt looser, her
chest lighter, her soul not as dirty. And she could see her palm print coming up on his stubbled
cheek and she felt so very horrified—but even that felt great.

"Good," he growled and then he yanked her pants down around her hips so hard her
button popped off and rolled to the floor and the zipper growled as it tore and broke.

She lifted her hips, arched her back, let him pull down her ruined pants and her white
panties. He pulled her legs free of all the fabric but handled the panties for a moment. Just white
cotton briefs. Fairly new. No big deal. Not sexy at all, she knew. Nothing to write home about.
Heat and embarrassment stained her cheeks as he stared her down. Then he surprised her by
stuffing them in his pocket and said, "Fodder for later. I love white."

COMING TO EXCESSICA MARCH 16TH (print to follow)

a little cock and other stuff...

It is Thursday. Almost one week since surgery. I have to be honest, I thought I'd be utterly normal by now. Not even by now, by like three days ago. Clearly I had no frame of reference for something like this. I figured one or two pain pills for one or two days and tada! I'd be good as new. Said the woman who still clutches her right ribcage when she laughs, sneezes, or coughs as if she's being stabbed repeatedly. So as the week oozes by in a slow sludge of bad sleep and pain pills, we shall see what is what. Which actually means: this is a pot pourri of shit I have forgotten and/or just occurred to me:

Like this, I appear to have a little cock on my pants today. These are my favorite Spring pants. And the reason you are seeing them is...I am wearing them. This is the bizarre kind of shit that amuses me right now. And if you see that strip of color, that is a new top that I somehow bought without these pants in mind and yet...perfect color match. You know what this means...I am an inadvertent fashion genius.

Next we move on to the flasher anthology FLASHED put out by Kiki Howell for her birthday (yesterday, wolf whistle, *happy birthday, Kiki!*). I am in it along with some other great writers and it was utterly free. Until yesterday. On Kindle. And I forgot. So the good news is, if you are a member of my newsletter list, you got it for free this morning. If you are NOT a member then...why the hell not? Do I offend? (that is a Pretty In Pink reference for you, there). But I have other good news, I have two copies to give away here. So just send me an email at sommermarsden[@]gmail[.]com and say "nice cock". I'll choose two winners by the end of the weekend.

Believe it or not, there was more stuff, but it's gone out of my head. *poof!*

Hopefully, in the next day or so I'll have a new cover to share with you. In the meantime...um...nope. It's gone. Gone like the wind. Which is whipping up today along with nearly 70 degree weather and some pollen. I know because I sneezed. And then my brain went white and I prayed for death... or just another Percocet.

XOXO
Sommer
p.s. Oh! Awake is on tonight. That is another thing. Are you watching it? I am and I think it is fantfuckingtabulous. Only I need to do some sort of red band/green band cheat sheet. Or I'm going to end up drooling and weeping trying to keep this shit straight! :)

primal inspiration

I can often find inspiration in a single word or a lyric or something seemingly insignificant. So today I had one short underway and I finished it, but thanks to being tired or drugged or possibly both, I need a short fast jolt to get me rolling on my second short story. So I pout out a random scattered request on Facebook and Twitter. Just hit me with random words folks. And you did! Here are some of the words that I got (and they're still a'comin).
luminary
parish
paraphenalia
elusive
marsh
pigment
cupping
sunset
clement
smug
whimsy
oatmeal
peacock
naugahyde*
lascivious
errant
realize
jejune
reconnoiter

*I did end up using naugahyde in a story. That is a word that calls up my growing up memories, so that was fun. Ironically, it came from a friend of mine from high school on Twitter. LOL.

Want to add a word to my list? Put 'em in the comments. Want to use a word from my list? Make sure you tell me how and when and all that jazz. Cause I'm a nosy somebody. :)

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working on some...

Briefs today. Very short things. Tiny little bits of work. But that was only once I cleared the final finel finals off my desk for my very upcoming novel. As in blink and it'll be out. That's how close I cut it for this particular tome. LOL. I can't wait to show off the cover for my nearly-out book. It's a Willsin Rowe cover...so you know what that means. Smoking hot, of course.Beyond that, recovering is coming along nicely. I am ready to drive. And leave the house. And sneeze. You know, normal stuff. Soon...SOON! :)XOXOSommer

and while I'm lucid

Snag your own copy of FLASHED, Kiki Howell's birthday book. What a deal: her birthday and *you* get a book of flashers penned by some great authors. Somehow, I even ended up in there. Normally, I'd be all organized and link to everyone, but today I'm sort of pill induced goofy, so click the cover and it will take you to the page on Amazon where you can see who's inside and score your gift. :)

XOXO
Sommer