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The Autumn Review: Teaser Tuesday 6/25: RETURN TO POUGHKEEPSIE by Deb...

The Autumn Review: Teaser Tuesday 6/25: RETURN TO POUGHKEEPSIE by Deb...: Teaser Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by MizB at  Should Be Reading .

I Just finished writing Return To Poughkeepsie!!!!

I'm sort of half crying half exhausted.

 

The experience of writing it wasn't as terrifying as I thought it would be.  But sending it to my publisher was skeery.






Now we'll start the arduous process of editing the hell out of it. I'm super lucky to adore my editor Jessica. And I know Omnific is so fucking brave, they will be able to handle all the crap I brought up in the book. 
 
And the release date will be 12.7.13!!!

Return to Poughkeepsie Teaser!

Are you ready? Return to Poughkeepsie will be released on 12.7.13

"And yet she was all he could think about. When he was feeling gracious, he pictured her snuggled in a warm sweater under some lucky fuck’s arm.
And when he was feeling jealous, which was most of the goddamn time, he pictured her naked under some nameless three-pump chump. Being a girlfriend or a wife.

God, please not a wife.

The pistol lay between his legs, the liquor sat in the seat next to him like a true friend.

Do it, you pussy-headed motherfucker.

But the sky was too blue. And his hand kept shaking.

Beckett was afraid of the gun. It was more final than time. It wouldn’t erase the pain, and he was afraid that after his body was wasted, the only thing left would be fear. And he fucking despised fear."

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Hi Guys! Just getting a head count for the Book Bash on J...

Hi Guys! Just getting a head count for the Book Bash on June 29th. I can't wait to meet you! Loading...

Twitter Party 5.31.13

What? That's right. A whole group of us are invading Twitter this Friday. We will answer all the questions you can dream of! We will be tossing out prizes like it's Mardi Gras and you showed us your boobs!!

Feel it. Love it. Be with us!!!!!!!! I'm @Debra_Anastasia


And here is my super secret Scavenger Hunt Clue:






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Can't wait for tomorro! It's the day of our big twitter party. Friday 31st May at 7.00pm EST lots of us will be on twitter and ready to chat. Just follow along with the hashtag #Omnilious . We’ll will be giving out lots of ebooks  including the prize packs from the Scavenger Hunt.
This is how the hunt works:
Prize Packs
Young Adult Pack
Reaping Me Softly by Kate Evangelista
Ember by Carol Oates
Shades of Atlantis by Carol Oates
Embrace by Cherie Colyer
New Adult Pack
Streamline by Jennifer Lane
Poughkeepsie by Debra Anastasia
Three Daves by Nicki Elson
Eve of Samhain by Lisa Sanchez
Contemporary Adult Pack
All-American Girl by Justine Dell
Recaptured Dreams by Justine Dell
Cocktails & Dreams by Autumn Markus
Pieces of Us by Hannah Downing
Cat O’ Nine Tails by Patricia Leever
With Good Behavior by Jennifer Lane
Paranormal Adult Pack
Divine Temptation by Nicki Elson
Blood Vine by Amber Belldene
Crushed Seraphim by Debra Anastasia
Seers of Light by Jennifer DeLucy
Divinity by Patricia Leever
Grave Refrain: A Ghost/Love Story by Sarah M. Glover

Participating authors

Lisa Sanchez         Hannah Downing        Jennifer Lane        

Jennifer DeLucy

Nicki Elson            Kate Evangelista         Justine Dell            

Cherie Colyer

Carol Oates           Debra Anastasia          Patricia Leever     

Amber Belldene
                                   Sarah Glover                Autumn Markus


Follow the links below to the Authors blogs and collect the numbered letters for the secret word. As soon as you’ve worked out the word, enter the word and your twitter handle into the form. Entries are open from the day before the party(today) and close at the end of the party when winners will be announced.

Omnific Authors Take Over Twitter!!!

What? That's right. A whole group of us are invading Twitter this Friday. We will answer all the questions you can dream of! We will be tossing out prizes like it's Mardi Gras and you showed us your boobs!!

Feel it. Love it. Be with us!!!!!!!! I'm @Debra_Anastasia

Bid! Win! Read!

Hey guys,

Just an update on some of the places you can get Poughkeepsie and the Seraphim Series:


Acts of Kindness from Literati Literature Lovers has a signed copy of Poughkeepsie. I always throw in swag, and this will include a Poughkeepsie themed crystal bracelet I make with my own horrible hands. I also just spoke with them about adding a google hangout, so I will add those details as I get them.



For Publishing Peeps Help Oklahoma there is a signed copy of Crushed Seraphim and matching angel swag. Another bracelet I make if my own horrible hands too! Last time I checked, no one had bid on it yet, so it could be a total steal for you!

    




And last we have my crazy ass being interviewed at Fics to Flicks! I'm talking Twilight Fanfiction and Return to Poughkeepsie! ECopies of all three of my books are up for grabs, so head over.

Mina Vaughn!!!

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Mina's debut novel, an erotic comedy entitled <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">How to Discipline Your Vampire</i> is about a punishment-seeking vampire who meets a quirky Domme with a serious role play fetish, coming out August 19, 2013 from Simon and Schuster's Pocket Star.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="https://twitter.com/MinaVaughn" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt;">@minavaughn</span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="http://www.minavaughn.com/">&... style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt;">www.minavaughn.com</span></a... class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Discipline-..." target="_blank">Pre-Orderfor only $1.99.</a><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>That’s less than your morning coffee!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Trust me, the buzz from this will last a lot longer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>;)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Or add it to your Goodreads TBR:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span></span><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/... style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Summary:</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Cerise Norrel, Type A substitute teacher by day, is ready to quit<br />being a Domme. Despite her best intentions, none of her partners can<br />keep up with her scene fetish and attention to detail—let alone her<br />demand that they have a costume and set waiting every afternoon by the<br />time she’s home from school.<br /><br />Over a dozen potential subs have left her in the past year, but just<br />when Cerise thinks it’s impossible—that she’ll have to go back to<br />vanilla relationships, or be alone forever--she meets William, who<br />wants to make all her fantasies come true. He turns her home into a<br />geisha’s dream apartment, a concert hall with a grand piano (which he<br />uses to play an original composition while wearing a tuxedo), and even<br />rents an abandoned loft for a zombie apocalypse scene—complete with<br />canned goods.<br /><br />But there's something strange about William. Well, a lot of strange<br />things. He must be absurdly rich, since he can afford to provide<br />extravagant costumes and props on a daily basis without having to<br />leave work early. He must be insane, since he puts up with Cerise's<br />over-the-top demands. And most importantly, he doesn't redden when<br />he's spanked, and his skin is as cool as satin sheets. When Cerise<br />discovers she's become domme to the infamous "Chilly Willy," as he's<br />known throughout BDSM urban lore, she begins to find out there's a<br />whole lot more to her handsome submissive than a creative mind and a<br />hard body.<br /><br />And when it’s William, ironically, who starts pressing Cerise to give<br />him the kind of commitment she’s never given anyone, it’ll take<br />everything she has to work through her issues, confront her past, and<br />learn to be vulnerable.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">EXCERPT:</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">In this segment, Cerise attends a BDSM speed-dating event and meets her match: William.</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Then, I saw him.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">An absolutely beautiful specimen was making his way towards my little table. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I sipped the soda again, careful to not smudge my lipstick.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Typically, Dommes were easy to find at mixers—the redder the lipstick, the stricter the rules.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Mine was crimson on the border of downright arterial.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>I had hoped that my selection would weed out the weaklings in the pack.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>I touched it up just in case it had faded and</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> bent down to put the compact back into my bag.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>By the time I leaned back up, he was in front of me.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Hello," he said sheepishly, eyes downcast.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">This was a good sign. Subs ought to act their place at events like this—unlike that last jackass.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Please, please be up to my challenge.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Sit," I said to him, gesturing. His posture was erect, but guarded. This man was very stylish—a corduroy blazer over a graphic tee, paired with perfectly fitted dark jeans. Urban, hip. Thank God no leather—I didn't care how long I’d been involved in this sort of thing, I would <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">never</i>get into leather.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Unless it was required for a scene...then it would be acceptable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>He folded his hands neatly in his lap, and began the conversation in a surprisingly self-deprecating manner.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I have something," he said, eyes still downcast, "I should tell you before we begin." </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I leaned forward, ready to berate him for speaking out of turn, and not letting me begin our conversation. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The nerve of these guys.</i> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Then again, this was speed dating and I didn’t want to waste time with a lecture, so I allowed him to begin. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I've never been kept by a Domme. I have been advised to tell you in advance a few of my qualities that have been turn-offs. Firstly, I can tolerate <i>any</i> kind of pain.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Odd, but not a deal-breaker. I did the "go on" gesture, rolling my pointer finger.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“I flinch at nothing, nor do I bruise or redden. Many women have found this off-putting, if you like that sort of thing."</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Um, I'm a <i>substitute teacher</i>. I dish out pain all day. I'm not that kind of Domme," I explained to him, trying to put him somewhat at ease. His posture relaxed somewhat.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I probably shouldn’t have disclosed my occupation to this guy, but what was he going to do?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Show up at every secondary school in the Seacoast region wearing assless chaps?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I also have very cold hands," he said, trying to hold back his smirk. "It's been problematic in nearly every encounter I have had. Here, feel." I reached out my hands and touched his.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Freezer burn.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I recoiled slightly, but caught myself and steadied my hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>I said nothing. His eyes remained downcast.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He was stunningly handsome, I appraised, examining his face. Strong jaw, straight nose, blue-black tousled hair, and lips full enough to almost be considered feminine.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Almost.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I don't mind cold hands. I'm from Nevada-- I <i>love</i> to feel the cold compared to the heat I grew up in. It's refreshing," I said. <i>Oh boy, here comes the hurt,</i> I told myself as I handed him my list of needs and wants. "I do, however, have a very long list of requirements, and I'm afraid I've scared everyone off, too. I'm just as used to rejection as you seem to be," I laughed. Half the local community thought it was great that I was a strong woman who won't settle for anything less than what I want, and the other half thought I was an insane bitch. "In fact, they call me <i>the deal breaker</i>." He smirked again, a small dimple forming in his chin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He was wickedly handsome.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>If the room was less well-lit, I’d be tonguing his earlobe right now.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Alright," he said, glancing at the dossier. "Hit me." He laughed at his choice of words for the situation. I did, too.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I shifted into uber-Domme mode and breathed in deep, ready for my long-winded explanation. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Last chance, Cerise</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"The requests I make of my subs are simple. Show up at my house Monday through Thursday at 2:00 pm sharp. On Monday through Wednesday, I will give you role play prompts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>You must come up with the details, props, and costumes. You will email me details about the scenarios while I'm on my lunch break so I can arrive home in character. When I get home at three, you will be in costume and in character. Whatever outfit you may have for me will be hanging in my bathroom. We will perform the scene from three o' clock until whenever I feel it's over. You will then eat dinner with me and return home. On Thursdays, you will create an original scenario.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>You have free reign on those days, but please be creative. I may not be a Dominatrix in the traditional whips and chains sense, but I want your <i>full</i> subservience when you are with me. You will have three-day weekends to yourself." My voice was strict like a smack on the wrist with a wooden ruler. I hoped he understood that just because he was creating one scene per week, he was <i>not</i> in charge of where it went. I knew my methods were unconventional, but hey, whatever gets you off, right?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He listened intently, head cocked to the side, eyes still not leaving the table.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"Is that all?" he asked.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I gasped to myself. A taker? Usually guys weren't down with the hours AND the financial demands of coming up with new costumes and props four days a week. Then again, judging by this guy's clothes, he could afford it. Don't think I didn't notice the curvy R's on his Rock and Republic jeans. That cut retailed at $259 at Nordstrom.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And yes, in addition to being a Domme, I was a serious denim whore.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"No, that's not all," I said, worried that this will be the deal breaker. "You must come up with our first scenario right now. Don't let me down." I expected him to either tell me to fuck off, or to walk away in a daze a</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">fter spending several minutes blathering his way through a half-assed attempt to</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> come up with something that may excite me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Of course, when hearing I was a teacher, nearly every potential sub told me the scenario where he was failing my class and wanted extra credit. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And would do "aaaanything" for it.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">So, the men who usually made it to this round never made it out. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Unoriginal pricks</i>.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I think I have one you’ll like, if I may," he said politely.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I must be dreaming. "Proceed," I said, both anticipating and dreading what was going to come out of his lips next. <i>Please don't be a student scene…</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">"I'm a vampire who has endured decades of loneliness. All I want is a woman who I can worship—who will look past all my flaws. I need a fearless Dominatrix who will punish me for all my past misdeeds."</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">This guy was either insane, or a fucking genius. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And to be perfectly honest, I didn't care.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><br /></div>

500 Amazon reviews!!!

Wow. This morning Poughkeepsie hit 500 reviews on Amazon and I almost pooped myself. Okay, fine the IBS is in high gear butt still!

In my head it was a record. I do this thing with numbers and this was a huge one. I can't even thank you enough for reading this crazy story. The homeless hero? The pimp? Seriously. That I've happened to be fortunate enough to be read by such risk takers floors me.

I'm just a chick banging out pretend things on a computer. But because we connect --you and I-- I get to continue to pretend.



I'm biased. I'm such a huge fan of my readers. They're so intelligent and caring and crazy. Entertaining? Did I mention that? Compassionate. I feel like I was in a building with a few windows but every time a reader and I find each other it's like another window gets opened. It started in fanfiction and continues in this next step. 



And every window is dear to me. The view there is fantastic. Thank you so much for allowing me to know you, letting me play like the asshole I am in your head.

You're so gorgeous and important to me. This is me giving you guys the hugest standing ovation. This ride is your fault and I appreciate it.