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Gettin' down with Ms. Downlow

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Well, from this flick, those are some drippin' whet words! Whew!
In case you didn't know, that is the one and only Ms. Downlow. After INKing her spicy short for the Summer Heat anthology, she was kind enough to stop by and answer a few questions for you.
Sable: Ms. Downlow! Thanks for coming by to chat with the readers today. First off, tell them a bit about you.
Ms. Downlow: I'm new to book writing. I started out blogging, with no thought of ever writing a book. I chose the pen name Ms. Downlow to protect my private life, and keep my option to write in other genres open. Being on the "down low" as an erotic writer has been a very liberating experience. I can write whatever I want without having to answer to anyone around me, or feel uncomfortable about the explicit content.
Sable: When did you actually know you wanted to write a novel?
Ms. Downlow: I first realized I wanted to be a writer in the summer of 2009, when followers of my blog encouraged me to write a book about the sexy tale I blogged about there. They kept coming back for more. I keep in touch with many of them to this day. They read my finished novel, loved it, and many of them posted reviews or blogged about it.
Sable: Gotta love your followers! They're more of a support system than I think they know. You mentioned other genres. Do you write outside of erotica?
Ms. Downlow: So far, I've only written erotic fiction. However, I look forward to writing in other genres. I can't say when I will step outside of the sexually explicit writing realm, though, because I get such a thrill from readers who tell me my work turns them on and makes them want to try new things.
Sable: See, readers! You inspire us authors. Okay, Ms. Downlow, what are three absolute "must haves" you need around in order to write?
Ms. Downlow: Input and support of my readers and my friends in the cyber/social community, plenty of porn videos, and other erotic novels to read for inspiration.
Sable: And they say porn's not educational. *giggles*. Care to share your bibliography with us?
Ms. Downlow: Sure. My story in the Summer Heat anthology, Downsized, is my third published work. I've previously published two erotic novels. One of them has two different titles and covers: Life on the Low: Creepin' With Hip Hop, and Her Husband Made Her Do Him. And the second novel is the sequel to those called Her Husband Made Her Do Him, 2.




Sable: So since we're on your books, let's talk characters. What are your inspirations for them?
Ms. Downlow: The protagonist, Katlynne LaSalle, in my first two novels is me. The other characters are either fantastical caricatures of people I know or would like to know, or they are random creations.
Sable: Okay, mid-interview word association game. I say a word, you give me one back. Leeegggggooo...... Soft
Ms. Downlow: Hard
Sable: Silk
Ms. Downlow: Tied
Sable: Whet
Ms. Downlow: Insatiable
Sable: Oooh. I like that one! Honey
Ms. Downlow: Pot
Sable: Chocolate
Ms. Downlow: Cock!
Sable: LOL! That seems to be the consensus around these parts. Chocolate cocks. Of course you're Sable-certified when it comes to naughty! I love the cover for the extended version of your short, Downsized. Why don't we get into that now. Can you sum it up for us in one sentence, and then give us an lick?
Ms. Downlow: In one sentence, a sexy female architect who's been laid off, but not laid in a while, tries to keep the peace with her neighbor without becoming his next piece of ass.
-from Downsized:

Instead of listening to Ryan talk, I was letting my eyes roam every inch of his 6'4" frame. From his big, well manicured feet, to his six pack abs and lean muscled chest. I wondered what it would be like to feel his strong arms around me, hands roaming my body, dick hitting by gspot. He was the hottest man I'd ever laid eyes on. .It didn't help that I hadn't been fucked in over a year. I wanted him to fuck me.

Tuning back in, I realized Ryan was talking about how modern women worked so much that they neglected their homes, didn't know how to cook, and wouldn't clean. Whatever. I didn't give a shit about his cave man view of the modern woman, because my pussy was thinking for me. The man and the wine had me open. I wasn't going to make the first move, but if Ryan so much as touched me with one pinky, I would ride his fine body until the sun set and came up again. I got up and walked over to the inviting, black bottom pool. Kicking off a flip flop, I dipped the toes of one foot in and stirred the water around.

"You wanna go for a swim? Or are you one of those sisters that doesn't get her hair wet?"

"I'd like to, but aren't those steaks almost ready?" He was right about my hair, but I wasn't about to tell him.

"Right. I'll serve 'em up over here. You just sit down and put your legs in. We can swim later."

"Okay." I sat down with my second glass of wine and let my legs float on the water while Ryan went about fixing our plates. It was nice to have a man cater to me.

"Here you go, sexy legs."

Ryan handed me a plate full of food, then sat down next to me with his own plate. Without warning, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips.

"Sorry. I had to see what it felt like to kiss your beautiful lips."

"How did it feel?"

He put his plate down. "As hungry as I am for this food, I could skip it and eat you all night."

I could not believe what I'd just heard, but now that I knew Ryan was feeling what I was feeling, it was on! I set my plate down, too, and leaned into him, savoring the feel of his thick lips on mine. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it. Mmmmmmm. He tasted like peaches and cinnamon. I reluctantly ended the kiss, and began feeding him the food from his plate. He took my plate up and started feeding me, too. Between bites, our lips met again and again.
Sable: Hawt! Hawt! HAWT! Okay, cuming *ahem*, coming off that spicy little lick there, let me ask you this. You're the first settler on planet Hedonism. Who or what is coming with you?
Ms. Downlow: If I were the first settler on planet Hedonism, I would pack him, him, oh and her, too. Yes, that should do. Say what? I can have up to 10 things? Then I'd also pack some Patron, my laptop so I can write about my sexcapades and watch porn, some protection so that nothing interferes with my sexual healing, and a refrigerator so that I can store all the food I like to serve on my lovers' bodies.
Sable: 'Cause you can't break in a new planet with out a little help from your friends! LOL! What's next from your delightfully deviant mind?
Ms. Downlow: I just finished the extended version of Downsized, and by popular demand, I am working on the third book in the Her Husband Made Her Do Him series. This one will detail the sexual escapades of the Hip Hop artist, Triple X. It will be called Triple X-Rated. Sexy porn star, Flash Brown, will probably be on the cover.
Sable: Where can readers find your books, and how can they get in touch with you?
Ms. Downlow: Look me up on Amazon.com, BarnesandNoble.com, Smashwords.com, the Apple Itunes Store, Kobo, and Sony ebook websites. And I enjoy getting messages from my fans, and I personally respond to each and every one of them. So readers can get in touch with me directly at msdownlow1@gmail.com.

Sable: Go pick up her work. Definitely hot stuff! And now, for the question "du jour", boxers, briefs, or commando?
Ms. Downlow: Briefs, so long as they are the ones David Beckham advertises. Armani. If he's not wearing Armanis, I don't care what he's packing. I'll make him put it away.
Sable: Armani underpants just went flying off the shelves! Mmm, mmm, MMM! Thank you, Ms. Downlow, for taking the time to chat with us. Readers, go ahead and drop her some INK below! (right after you stop drooling over David here ------->>)

Chillin' with Perri Forrest

HAPPY 4TH of JULY!!
We're a couple weeks into summer, and the anthology is still heating up eReaders! The temperature's rising, the clothes are coming off, so it's only natural to show off the gams. It's the perfect time to  introduce you to Ms. Sexy Legs herself, Perri Forrest.
I'm spending the week with Ms. Forrest, and between setting off fireworks and eating tons of ice cream (it's hot out here, folks) Perri and I had a chance to chat about her submission for the Summer Heat anthology. Here's what she had to say:
Sable: Thanks for sliding through to talk to the readers today, Perri. Tell them a little about yourself. 
Perri: I'm a romantic. Loyal. Outspoken. Honest. Sarcastic. Quite honestly, I'm an oxymoron for I'm what I like to call "simply complicated". I don't expect a lot, but I have high expectations. Oh, and since I'm a Leo, while I like to be in charge, I love to play 'hard to get' to see how advanced a man's seduction skills are. It tells me everything about him and how compatible we will be as lovers—or not. I love seduction of the mind, body, and soul.  
Sable: "Simply complicated". I love that. I think that's the perfect definition of a writer, so you're in the write—er—right field. *smiles* So when did you realize writing was your thing? 
Perri: When I was 12 years old. I wrote all the time as a way to escape the reality of my home life. Most of my stories would take place in the woods where a group of kids would happen upon a really pretty cottage where they could go to get away, with no one ever discovering their 'secret' place. With the gift never being nurtured, and ultimately having to produce papers in a professor's voice when I entered college, I became silenced—until recently when I was invited to participate in this very exciting project, by Ms. Sable Jordan.
Sable: I've read your story, Butterflies in Motion.  Do you primarily write erotic fiction, or do you INK in other genres?
Perri:  I am a romantic, at heart and believe that I am more in love with the concept of being in love, so I tend to lean toward romance. I do have an erotic voice, but I will admit that I censor myself, on occasion because I am a naughty girl that has always been a lady in public and a freak in the bedroom, bathroom, balcony, backseat…you get the idea. I think I censored because I was afraid my Mama would read, but let's just say I'm slowly evicting myself from that place. Way too much to say—and feel…
Sable: What are three "must haves" you need while you're writing?
Perri: Outdoors, my laptop, and my "ensemble"—anything on the bottom, but I have to have a scarf with a hoodie and my nerd glasses. Collectively they serve as my "thinking cap". 
Sable: Is Butterflies in Motion your first published piece? And I know it took 7500 words to INK your short, but now I'm going to be evil Sable and ask you to sum it up in one sentence. *Mwahahaha*
Perri: It is! Since the completion of BiM, I have not been able to put my laptop away! I'm inspired. Both my laptop keys and my favorite pen are planning an escape!  To sum up BiM in one sentence I'd have to say, love is real, very much alive, and comes in unexpected forms, even for the girl that doesn't believe in its existence…especially, when it comes with good pipe attached to it!
Sable: Speaking of pipe *giggles* time for a word association game. I'll say a word, you give me the first word that comes to mind. Silk
Perri: Sheets
Sable: Whet
Perri: Penetration
Sable: Honey
Perri: Labia...plural.
Sable: Haha! Don't just lick one!  All right, Chocolate
Perri: Erection
Sable: Soft
Perri: Pre cum sneaking through the glans, onto the tip of my tongue.
Sable: Well damn! *fans face* Not one word but one helluva image! Your naughtiness has officially been Sable-certified!  Okay, Perri, lets talk characters. How do you come up with yours? Are they people you know (cleverly disguised to avoid legal backlash, LOL), random creations, or are some of them reflections of you?
Perri: All of the above, yet more reflections of me than I originally admitted to myself.
Sable: Let's give the readers a lick from your short, shall we?
Perri: Just a little lick. You want more, gotta download your free copy.
-from Butterflies in Motion
There it is. The words finally spoken. A silence looms over the room in those moments and there was nothing either of us could say. Jordan looks down at me from his 6' frame, touches my face, takes the hair falling to the side of my face, places it behind my ear, and leans in to kiss my forehead. He's saying an unspoken goodbye...




Sable: I've already read it, so I know what that lick's all about. *smiles*. Okay, Perri, a couple more questions.  What can readers expect next from you?
Perri: This is just a taste of what I'm working on now, not yet titled.  Picture me the novel you love to read. The one you devour. When you indulge in me, the world is muted. Nothing else exists. Nothing else matters. You can't walk away for when you do, you anticipate being near me again – at one with me again. Eagerly awaiting the mystery to reveal itself, you live for the climactic moments to touch your soul. Each page awards you a new pleasure. Yes, picture that. It's sweet, ain't it? Imagine that. Now, open your eyes. I'm here. Right here, right now. Pick me up, open me wide, take me....
Sable: That's quite the book, and you've melted my ice cream! Time for another fun question. You're the first settler on planet Hedonism. Who or what do you pack to go with? 
Perri: Anal ease, laptop with "thinking cap" *lol*, a few "head" doctors, a master of seduction who can make me want it—even when I don't want it, Moscato, the barbecue pit, Bose system equipped with satellite music, thongs and fitted tank tops, and short shorts.

Sable: Planet Hedonism is gonna be jumpin'! And I know you'll be rockin' the short shorts with those sexy legs of yours! Get it girl!!  How can our readers reach you?
Perri: You can visit me on my           BLOG          E-Mail me @ perri.forrest@gmail.com          FACEBOOK
Sable: Okay, Perri, last question. And probably the most important: Boxers, Briefs, or Commando?
Perri: Briefs to see the frame of the package; boxers for easy access. LOL!
Sable: There you have it! I want to thank Perri Forrest (aka Ms. Sexy Legs) for joining us today. Opening up the comments and questions now, so readers, ask away! 

Introducing...The KWEEN!!

Last week my imprint, Fresh Whet INK Publishing, released the sizzling free anthology SUMMER HEAT. (If you've been under a rock, go download it now! Oh, and you should also know you can save 15% in 15 minutes with Geico.) 
I had the honor of working with three incredibly talented ladies on this project and I'd like to introduce the first of them to you, The KWEEN.  I caught up with Her Majesty, and asked a few questions I thought you all would like to know. So, without further ado, introducing The KWEEN.





Sable: *curtsies* Welcome, Kween. Can you tell the readers a bit about yourself?
KWEEN: I'm 38, I'm a writer...by spirit. It wakes me up, I dream of words, I sing words...oh, those are called songs. Yea, I love writing but, I also love cooking, taking pictures, interior decorating, LOVE music (My name should've been Lyric).
Sable: A KWEEN who wears many crowns. I dig that, I'm the same way. When was the first time you realized you wanted to be a writer? 
KWEEN: When I was about 8 or 9. I loved writing. I had stellar penmanship and was a straight A student. My teacher loved my imagination and I can remember taking very well to metaphors and similes, creative writing and vocabulary/spelling.
Sable:  Most writers need something to get in the INKing mood. Are there any "must haves" you need in order to write? 
KWEEN: Music, Music...and a still mind (even if there's chaos in my midst)
Sable: Did you mention music? LOL! Do you primarily write erotic fiction, or do you INK in other genres? 
KWEEN: Poetry is my first love, I fell into erotic writing by suggestion and haven't stopped. I am a chapter away from a thriller novel. I've written short Children's Stories w/my sister as well.
Sable: And thank the Deviants you haven't stopped! Your short, 90 DAYS, is super spicy. Is it your first published piece? 
KWEEN: Yes, it would be my first published piece :) 
Sable: *girlie squeal* That's what I did when I got my first one published...and a happy dance. Doing both for you! *giggles*.  So, I put a limit on the max length of the submissions and I know it took 7500 words to get your story across. Now I want you to sum it up in one sentence. *evil laugh* 
KWEEN: From love to sex and back...in 90 days...lol!
Sable: Okay, time for a little association game. First word to come to mind. Ready?      Chocolate 
KWEEN: Dick 
Sable: I like the way you think. LOL! Silk
KWEEN: Panties
Sable: Whet 
KWEEN: Pet
Sable: Honey 
KWEEN: Drizzle
Sable: Soft 
KWEEN: LipsSable: Those answers officially confirm your naughtiness. LOL! All right, let's talk characters. How do you come up with yours? Are they people you know (cleverly disguised to avoid legal backlash), random creations, or are some of them reflections of you? 
KWEEN: A lot of my characters are what I want to experience or have. Some are people who I know whose experiences I've either combined with other people's or my own life...and a lot is embellished from the extreme opposite of my own life. Sometimes, characters show up, name themselves and tell ME who they are and what their story is.
Sable: How about we DRIP a little INK from your story. Set the scene for us.
KWEEN: My character, Azure, has just reached the beautiful Stoweflake Spa, and the surroundings may be peaceful, but she's not at all settled. Here's a LICK: 





from "Ninety Days"
...I allowed my mind to wander as the surrounding fauna shifted into everyday things. A bed of flowers, colored the same as Coral's blanket, reminded me of missing my baby girl. A couple in a motorized cart reminded me of Lil D's "vroom" sounds. I was deluded with reminders of home. I got misty-eyed and stopped short. I must've put the brakes on too hard...because I rolled my ankle.
"Shit!" I yelled. I found a stone bench and sat down holding my throbbing pain. I burst into tears. I got mad at myself immediately. "No...shake it off Azure! This is not what you're here for! No tears, no bitching and moaning. No! Fun, relaxation, rejuvenation! That is the goal!" I said aloud.
"Sounds good," he said.
I wasn't even startled. More like annoyed with the disruption. "Excuse me? Is that your normal practice, intrude on people's conversations?" I said harshly.
He laughed at me and said, "Conversations with one's self? I suppose I would be intruding. Excuse me for being rude. I apologize to you...and yourself...."
I cracked up laughing. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry...what kinda wacko must I sound like?"
He shook his head as if to plead for me not to beat myself up. He extended his hand. "Good afternoon.  I'm Jackson."
I looked at him for the first time, seeing his cinnamon brown skin and chiseled jawline. He stood at more than 6' and smelled of sweat and cocoa butter. I smiled and said, "My name is Blu..."
Heavy breaths fill the air…
Jackson's dick was so good. I moaned with genuine satisfaction as I deeply inhaled the length of him until the head hit my throat. I choked on it with pleasure and used the drool from my greed to jerk the bottom of his shaft with my hand. He nutted with intensity down my throat and I closed my eyes, reared my head back and licked my lips. He snatched me up, threw my sundress up and removed my panties with a yank. He bent me over and planted his face into my ass causing me to release a loud "ugh". His tongue seemed like it was the length of my entire entrance. It felt like the tip of his tongue was on my clitoris while he managed to catch and swallow the mess I was making with the rest. Long tongue tricks from clit to lips was making me light-headed. I wanted to scream for him to stop but I forgot his name.... 

Sable: WHEW! That's some Lick! (Pun completely intended). Okay, Your Highness, let our readers know how they can get in touch with you. 
KWEEN: You can reach me on      Twitter     Facebook        tumblr      Da Kween's Kaleidoscope     Passion's Fruit
Sable: You heard her, so go join her court.  Just a couple more questions, I know you've got a KWEENdom to rule.  What can readers expect next from you? Care to share the first sentence and Title to your next work?  
KWEEN: At this moment, you can catch me participating in a 30 Day Erotic Truth challenge on Passion's Fruit, working on more "entries" of the diary series I have on Passion's Fruit called "Elle's Tales"...looking to complete my thriller/novel.
Sable: Oooh! 30 days? Sounds whet.  All right, another fun question. You're the first settler on planet Hedonism. Who or what do you pack togo with you?



KWEEN: I pack Laz Alonso (lol), plenty of lube, a sex chair, cuffs, pour-able edibles (do I need to say what that is?), lots of silk and lace, stilettos with sharp heels, candles (wait...how many was that?)
Sable: Can we just pause on more minute for the drool-worthiness of Mr. Alonso? Mmmmm. *wipes mouth* Okay, last question and this is the important one: Boxers, Briefs, or Commando?
KWEEN: COMMANDO!!!!

Sable: The KWEEN has spoken!  Thanks, KWEEN, for hanging out with us today. And readers The KWEEN loves hearing from you, so I'll open up the time now for you to leave comments and questions. Drop her some INK!

Shaken & Stirred available now FREE!!

Yep, it's me again. Just swinging by to announce my latest, Shaken & Stirred, available now for FREE!!! 

Here's the download link: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/67664

So go there now for the extended version of the short that has spawned my newest series!  Thanks to everyone who has downloaded their copy and sent their friends to do the same! I appreciate it. 



Some of you may have read the original version featured in the free anthology Summer Heat. If you did, you were promised something: How to make a Vulcan Mind Fuck, (not to be confused with a regular old Mind Fuck). The VMF is great if you're a rum drinker, and a trekkie. I'm both. So here's the link to the recipe.  *Sable sez: Drink responsibly.

Back to books.

Next in the Kizzie Baldwin series is WALLBANGER! It's set for a November release. Now there's just the little part where I have to INK it. Which means it's time for me to get off my blog.

Hope you'll join me later in the week when I introduce you to the women of the Summer Heat anthology. Til' then, thanks for Licking My INK!

Sable

SUMMER HEAT OUT TODAY!

You've probably been wondering, "Where's the sun?" Here it is middle of June, and things are just starting to warm up in California. I mean, I've actually been sleeping with clothes on. LOL!  
Well, I'll tell you where the sun's been—I had it. See, there was this party with the gods I attended back in January.  Helios got drunk and I beat him in the best round of Go Fish I've ever played. (It was a pair of aces for anyone wondering). Long story short—I won the sun and have been holding onto the big, fiery ball with the promise to return it to the heavens the same day the anthology was released.
AND THAT DAY IS TODAY!
Just in time for the season, Summer Heat features sizzling hot reads from four of the freshest voices in the erotica genre. It packs so much heat, no wonder my INK is Dripping ;) Plus, it's FREE!! (no, I'm not delirious from heat exhaustion, it's FREE!! Yeah, I'm cool like that.)
You all swing by here enough to know about me, so over the next couple weeks I'd like to introduce you to the three fabulous women who joined me on this road of erotic deviance: Ms. Downlow, The KWEEN, and Perri Forrest.  All were such darlings to work with and their words are just how I like 'em—Hawt and Whet!
Summer Heat is available now through Smashwords.  Go download your copy now, and tell a friend to tell a friend to... :) Here's the link: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/66708.  





AND, because the characters in my short just wouldn't shut up, they've forced me to INK a couple thousand more words to finish the beginning of their tale. They've turned themselves into a series (*sigh* I swear, ya' give 'em an inch...) So, SATURDAY, June 18th, the extended version of my story, Shaken and Stirred, will be available for download for FREE (there's that word again). Why Saturday? One Vulcan Mind Fuck too many...read the story and you'll understand :)


Oh, and as always, thanks for Licking My INK!

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN...

Pinky: "What time, Brain? Oh, right, you mean to take over the world?"
Brain: "YEEESS! Well...after we party with SABLE JORDAN!"
Pinky: "Narf!"
That's right, folks. Even super cute villainous mastermind BRAIN (formerly known as "The BRAIN")  is coming to hang out with me. Something about WHET INK taking over the world... So, where am I gonna be this week? Well, today through the 10th I'll be partying over at Brenda and Steve's place.  CLICK FOR VIP ACCESS! 
You know me, I love to spread the INK. So come on over; there's even a hottie cabana boy serving the drinks! RAWR!  And if hottie-Mc-hot-HAWT cabana boys aren't your bag, well, PINKY and BRAIN will be there, too. And they're awful cute ;)
Brain: "Pinky? Are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
Pinky: "I think so, Brain, but where will we find hot pants our size?"
Brain: "Remind me to flog you later.  This is the part where you say go forth and LICK MY INK, Pinky." 
Pinky: "Right, TROZ! Go forth and—Ooh look, a shiny!"
Brain: "You have the focus of a lima bean..."

*this message not endorsed by Pinky, Brain, Wacko, Yacko, or Dot...Or anyone else remotely affiliated with Warner Brothers. In fact this post didn't even happen. *Wayne's World fingers* "Squiddley-do squiddley-do squiddley-do!"
POIT!

What'd I Miss?

Whoa, is it really the middle of May already? Ugh! I'm very much behind schedule, which, for anyone playing along at home, is totally normal for me. Still bugs me no end. Of all the things I got really good at, procrastination is chief among them. *sigh* Now I know I said before I wouldn't be one of those fair weather bloggers, but too much has happened in the last month. Some good, some bad...actually, a lot of it bad. No worries, it takes more than a rain to ruin a Sable parade!  But given what I was up against I had to decide: keep INKing the WHETness you all love or blog. Blogging (facebook, twitter, and other social networking) had to take a back seat...and when was the last time I called my parents? Hmm...
Anyhow, I see you all met Izzy. She's interesting, isn't she? Love that girl. Izzy let slip there's a FREE anthology coming soon, and she's right. (She keeps telling me I should put that on a shirt. Ego much?)  I'm teaming up with a great group of ladies to bring you some SUMMER HEAT!  Romances that may sizzle or fizzle but are hot while they last. I'm super excited about it, and my story is shaping up nicely. Actually it's a piece Iz started on and abandoned a while ago and it was just dying for some kink. So I took it over, reworked it and now it's headed toward awesome sauce. And as tribute to it's progenitor, I've named the lead Kizzie! LOL! It'll be out in June so expect the cover soon, and I'll introduce you to the other ladies involved in the next couple weeks.  Again, it's completely free, because I'm cool like that :)
If you read my older #SampleSundays you know about my next release, The Doxy's Daybook. Well, it's out of edits and ready for some art. Soon as I get that, an excerpt will be available on my site. Warning: Doxy is in your face graphic. No sugarcoating, straight no chaser. I'm sweating just thinking about all the hot, sticky whet goodness in that book. WHEW!! My mom reads all my stuff (bless her Sable-corrupted eyes)— I told her in no uncertain terms that she could NOT read Doxy. *fans face* I'm not trying to get disowned, or be named as her cause of death ;) But seriously...  
That's all for now. I guess this was just proof of life for those of you swinging by and sending me "Where the heck are you?" messages on FB and e-mail. Rest assured, I'm still INKing. I just left Kizzie strapped over a spanking bench to post this entry and grab some popcorn. Better get back before the naughty stuff starts.
Toodles,Sable

Izzy's Takeover

"Where in the world is Sable Jordan?"


*Maniacal laugh*


Hi all.
You may have noticed Sable's been M.I.A. from her blog for the past 2 weeks. She was last seen partying with Tonya (and it was quite the party), but then she sort of disappeared.  Don't worry, she's not completely gone. She's locked in her dungeon so she could bang out a few stories she's way behind on.  Way, waaaay behind on.   


Which means you're left with me, one of her ids.  Who am I? you ask. Isadora Monday, at your service. But you can call me Izzy. I'm the thriller/suspense side of all that smut Sable writes.  


Not really sure about this blogging stuff, so bear with me. Sable's instructions weren't the clearest. She was thinking some naughty things at the time...she's always thinking naughty things. It's a wonder the girl remembers to eat.  And we definitely need to have a chat about having our mutually shared boobage on display in her profile pic. Sheesh! So, anyhow, here we go.  Today's topic: Villains.


Like I said, I'm the thriller writer, and what got me really interested in this genre is the lady in the pic above: Carmen Sandiego. I so wanted to be Carmen when I was a kid. I remember going to a friend's house who had the game on floppy disks (yes, I'm dating myself...and Sable).  We, the determined agents of the ACME Detective Agency would sit down with a notepad—we were serious gamers—and work out the clues to track down our perp, the crafty Miss Sandiego.  We'd hunt her for hours and hours, traveling to distant lands, solving math equations and reading riddles, but the dastardly V.I.L.E. ringleader would slip through our grasps at every turn. Good times.


What endears me the most to Carmen is that she's such a badass villainess.  And that theme song: "Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego." Every villain should have a theme song.  I'd sit there trying to be a good little detective and catch my perp, and all the while I'm like damn, wish I could play from Carmen's perspective. She got to run around the world with a seemingly limitless supply of cash doing all kinds of villain-type things. If they ever make a movie about her I'm sure they'd get A.J. to play the lead. (FYI A.J. is Angelina Jolie, 'cause yeah, we're tight like that).  


Carmen comes up a lot when I'm writing. Why? Because to write great thrillers, you need great villains. Villains are my lifeblood. They drive the plot behind my plot. Carmen's bold, she's ruthless (or as ruthless as a pre-X-Box game let's you get without simulated blood spatter), she's clever, she's extreme.  She wears confidence as easily as she wears that hat cocked on her head, and she uses her beauty to disarm. Great villain. And whatever her flaw, we don't know it yet.  


When I read Sable's stuff, the aim is different. She starts with an idea of her leads and, as she says, figures out how to get them from "hello to the Big O" in as many words as she's allowed herself. Then she throws in the drama they go through (if drama's needed).  In my thrillers, I have to approach things differently. I start with my villain, my Carmens.  Because a hero is as useless as tits on a bull without an evil to fight. Turns out, I might actually know my villains better than I know my hero(ine).  


Being a villain is a proactive thing; a hero, reactive. Villains have the burden of crafting their evil, working out all the kinks to make sure they get everything to go KABLOOEY! before the hero can stop them.  And it's a tedious job. Everyone feels badly for the hero, but villains are so misunderstood.  All that planning, holding on to all that rage, keeping so many secrets, sometimes switching identities to get everything together an all so the hero can come along and "Keep the bomb from being" to quote the maniac from Speed.  (To be clear, I don't quote Keanu movies much...Let's move on.)


I feel badly for villains.  Not so bad that I don't want my heroes to win, mind, but there's a little tug at the heartstrings sometimes.  It probably all stems from my love for Carmen. I'd secretly applaud when she got away, because I knew the pursuit was still on. And that's the fun in chasing a worthy opponent. My tip if you're a thriller writer: Know your villain(s) inside out. Know what makes them tick. Know what color their underpants are. Know whether they like Corn Flakes or Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast.  Your job in writing thrillers is to make your opponents, and their causes, worthy enough of the heros you create to thwart them.


*Shameless promo*. I'm working on a book. Several, actually. And while I know you're all Sable fans, I hope you'll swing by and check out my work too. Not to worry, there's always a romance thread, because it ups the stakes...and because Sable is a controlling id.  She likes to stick stuff in where she can. (yes, there's a pun in there somewhere).  Expect a release from me late 2011, early 2012. I seriously hope we get through the whole "Mayan Experience" unscathed because I have some stories to tell.  


To update you about little miss Lick My Ink, Sable's working on an anthology, a FREE anthology, among other things.  It'll be out soon. I won't say much about it because I'm sure she'll want to inform you of all the sticky goodness in there herself.  Plus she's trying to release a few more books before the year's out and I know she's not finished writing them all. *sigh* Which means I'll swing by again to yammer on about thrillers and how much they rock :)


I'm supposed to plug Sable here so thanks for #LickingMyInk.


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#Thursday13

Some of you might have seen this yesterday 'cause I goofed and forgot to change the publish settings. My bad. Here they are again, my THURSDAY 13 :)

13 of my favorite movie moments.
The quotes don't really makes sense out of context, so I'll explain a bit. Some of these are irreverent, and I don't mean to offend.  But I like irreverent *shrugs* All right, disclaimer out of the way.  Ready? Let's go!
1. Road To Perdition-the Sullivan brothers are in a bedroom and the youngest is smiling.  The oldest asks him what he's smiling about and the youngest says "'Cause it's all so fuckin' hysterical," sarcastically repeating something an adult said to him earlier. It's much funnier when the kid says it.
2. Inside Man- Denzel and Clive are in the bank, and Denzel is telling Clive about proposing to his girlfriend, but he doesn't have the money for a ring.  Clive, who is robbing the bank, says it shouldn't be about the ring if they're in love.  And Denzel says (in a way that only he can), "Thank you, bank robber." That cracks me up every time.
3. Snatch- Really there are way too many to post here. Love this movie, it's hilarious. But for now I'll go with the part where Brick Top says "In the quiet words of the Virgin Mary...come again?"
4. In Bruges- this one's sort of a no-brainer.  Favorite part is when Colin Farrell indignantly says "It's fuckin' Bruges!" Linked so you can check it out.
5. Rock n Rolla'-  When Archie smacks Johnny Quid so hard he spins his head and Johnny calmly says, "That, Roman and Mickey, is the famous Archie slap." I laugh at that every time...then I rewind it. 
6. Fifth Element- "Lilu Dallas multi-pass...Muuul-Teeee Pass."
7. Friday- When Smokey's sitting in D-Bo's pigeon coop, cooing like a bird. HAHA!!
8. Gladiator- "My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, marcus Aurelius.  Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife.  And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next." If that's not the perfect death threat...
9. Malcom X- Denzel before the long line of followers. He doesn't say a word, just holds up his hand, palm out, and then points and walks away and everybody walks behind him.  Goosebumps.
10. Ocean's Eleven (and 12 and 13 for that matter... loved this series)- Again, one of those movies with tons to list, but when Basher says "It will be nice to work with proper criminals again." And then when Saul asks "Tess is with Benedict now?  She's too tall for him."
11. Love Jones- Nothing, repeat, NOTHING will ever top Larenz Tate's A Blues for Nina.  That. Was. HOT.  If you have no idea what I'm talking about CLICK.  "Is your name yimmy ya?" 
Damn, only two spaces left. All right, 
12.  I Spy- Owen Wilson complaining about his spy gear compared to the great Carlos's.  "Size does matter, but in the spy world, it's reversed...I can't help but notice my stuff looks like you got it at Radio Shack in 1972!" (His voice squeaks at the end.)
13. Ronin- Robert Deniro... Okay I'm just gonna post the quote from IMBD so you can get the full effect of this.  Or you can click here to watch. FYI for those reading, Robert's character is Sam.  Spence is played by Sean Bean.  Aaaannnnd ACTION!


There are so many more I could list, so I might do another 13 later.  But you tell me, what are some of your favorite movie moments?