Abandoned, yet another audiobook, and writer's block

Dear Diary,

I don’t do well with being alone. My big brother is overseas, my bestie is hermiting, Anne is spending time with her family, Natalie is so distraught over Poundcake’s (her miniature schnauzer) passing that I gave her the rest of the week off, and Rebecca (my lick toy) is swamped with work. I couldn’t even really get to sleep last night because I hate being in the house all by myself.

I did get a lot of author things done, however, so there is that. :-D

For example: I completely finished the upcoming anthology Good Girls Gone Bad (which is set to be released in November)! I also received word that the audiobook version of The Champion’s Gift (A Qedesha Story) is complete and available for sale (even though the cover is oddly different - I’ve already requested a change), which means the eBook, paperback, and audiobook are all available today, it’s official launch day! Beautiful. So beautiful.

Want to know what is not beautiful?

This motherfucking short story I’m working on! It’s the werewolf story I’ve been talking about these past few days, and it’s driving me absolutely crazy. See, I know all the basics, but I can’t find a twist… that special little something that makes a story unique and exciting. I’ve been pacing, brainstorming, and basically just bashing my head against the keyboard trying to come up with something inimitable and entertaining, something usually not hard for me, but for some reason with this story… I BLAME YOU RONNIE! :-D Maybe I need to step away from it for a bit and expose myself to various forms of entertainment until something, I dunno, clicks. Once it does I can whip out the entire story in record time because everything else is developed, so…

Anyway.

I’m going to go hop into a steaming hot bath and try and let my imagination run wild. It does that a lot. Especially in the tub.

See you there. ;-)

#Alexa

“I find that the three major administrative problems on a campus are sex for the students, athletics for the alumni and parking for the faculty.”

- Clark Kerr

A dead Poundcake, my Patreon plans, and a dying werewolf

Dear Diary,

So, I got a call from my assistant Natalie around six this morning (which is no big deal, because by that time I had been up for around three hours) and spent the next five minutes trying to calm her down enough so she could coherently tell me what was wrong. I figured it had something to do with my brother (as it usually does as of late), but I was completely off:

As it turns out, her Miniature Schnauzer Poundcake died sometime last night when she was sleeping.

And she told me a few hours ago that she wants to have a funeral. A legitimate, human-like funeral. And she wants me to not only come but to say a few words. Needless to say, this is going to be a first for me.

See, aren’t you glad you’re not a Nichols? This is my life. I swear I need to start a reality show or something. If I ever get famous, watch out motherfuckers. It’s gonna happen. My life is just so strange…

Oh! Speaking of my life, do you have any idea how many serious, revealing Patreon posts I’ve put out so far? Here they are (and none of the titles is click-bait. They are all accurate, serious titles):

My Gaming Collection

https://www.patreon.com/posts/my-gaming-17216537

My Three Favorite Types of Porn

https://www.patreon.com/posts/my-three-types-17140861

My Real-Life Day Job (It’s Not Writing)

https://www.patreon.com/posts/17076145

How I Write A Book

https://www.patreon.com/posts/16927729

How I Lost My Virginity

https://www.patreon.com/posts/16851625

I love this Patreon thing so far. If you haven’t subscribed yet, seriously, think about it. It would mean a lot to me. Only $1 a month will get you access to all those posts, and if you choose to subscribe at a higher level, you get hella-cool perks. Here’s the breakdown:

 Patron: $1 or more per month. Thank you for supporting me! For donating at this level, you’ll gain access to my real thoughts and musings, of which I post on Patreon – and only on Patreon – several times a week. Unedited, unfiltered. You’ll also gain access to the Community, where I hold hour-long Q&A sessions once a week, usually on Sundays from 3PM-4PM (Central time).

It is common knowledge that I post publicly about my daily life on Patreon. What is not so commonly known is that because they are public posts, I am forced to keep it reasonably PG. If you want to get in my head and see what I honestly think about things, well, that’s only something you can do as a Patron or higher…

Voyeur: $5 or more per month. So, you like to watch. That’s good. Healthy even. And definitely fun.

In addition to receiving the above Patron reward, you will also receive – for free – every episode of my episodic erotica series, Voyeur, which is released on a regular basis. Everyone else will have to pay for it…

  

Initiate: $10 or more per month. You really want indoctrinated in the ways of the kink, don’t you? This is a good thing, a very good thing.

As an Initiate you will have access to my current story development, from Step 1 all the way to Step 7. Three times a week (usually on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday) I’ll upload the entire development step of whatever book I’m currently working on for you to see (and critique, if you so choose). In other words, you’ll get an exclusive behind-the-scenes look at story crafting, Alexa-style, something only Initiates or better can claim.

Of course, you’ll also get the rewards a Patron and Voyeur get on top of that.

Life is good for my Initiates…

Disciple: $15 or more per month. Recognition awaits you, my Disciple.

Not only do you receive all of the above benefits, but you will also be credited on my website, in my monthly newsletter, and in every book I publish for as long as you’re a Disciple.

Feel the love!

Devotee: $20 or more per month. My Devotees deserved to be rewarded.

Not only will you get all of the above rewards, but you’ll also receive a free advanced digital copy of every book I release while you’re still a member. You’ll get it minimum a week before the rest of the world – sometimes even sooner. And for free.

You can’t beat free.

Scholar: $25 or more per month. Being studious in the ways of the kink comes with its rewards.

Not only do you get all of the above, but you also get to choose any paperback in my arsenal and I’ll send you a signed copy of it.

Free.

For studying purposes.

I may send something extra, too. As, you know, a study aid. 😉

VIP (Voraciously Indulgent Pornographer): $30 or more per month.

VIPs get it all. You’ll get all the above rewards, of course, but you’ll also get one exclusive to the VIP tier: a custom short story. You get to dictate the characters, setting, and plot (if you want), and (as long as you keep it within the realms of legality), I’ll write it for you! You can even make yourself a character in the story if you want!

But wait, there’s more!

Every month you’re a member at this level will also score you a free audiobook code that works with ANY audiobook on Audible, regardless of author or price.

You are a VIP after all…

And there they are. All my Patreon plans and perks laid bare. If any of you have any suggestions, let me know – I’m open to all recommendations! 🙂

Anyway, I need to go do some more work on a certain supernatural romance (a short story) involving a long-haired blonde dying werewolf for a certain Patreon of mine… and to help Natalie plan Poundcakes funeral…

My life is so strange. 😁

#Alexa

“Yes, exercise is the catalyst. That’s what makes everything happen: your digestion, your elimination, your sex life, your skin, hair, everything about you depends on circulation. And how do you increase circulation?”

– Jack LaLanne

Making holes, Blur Head, and being ridiculously horny

Dear Diary,

Remember all those days last week (especially this weekend) that I spent slacking and general just being lazy as hell? Well, today was the complete opposite - I burned a hole through my keyboard typing so much/getting things done. :-D

To start with, I completely finished putting The Qedesha’s Handmaiden together, then went ahead and completed The Qedesha Trilogy anthology (which is scheduled to be released in October). I also started the anthology Good Girls Gone Bad, which I should finish tomorrow, and spoke with some of my narrators on upcoming audiobook projects.

Oh yeah, I also started a story for my VIP Patreon Ronnie, a yet unnamed supernatural werewolf romance/erotica tale, starring him as the main character. It’s going to be a short story, and he’ll be getting a free copy of it, though I will release it to the public sometime next year. Maybe January. Dunno.

Oh! You wouldn’t believe who messaged me on Facebook today: Blur Head. It was a relatively innocuous message; she told me she bought and read Amore and loved it, and wanted to know what other books I had in the same vein. Well. Natalie (my assistant) practically forbade me to tell Rebecca (my girlfriend), telling me no good would come of it, but I didn’t want to hide things from her, so I did...

And now Rebecca is being all snippy with me. Like, if I was trying to creep or something, why would I tell her? Why would I show her the message - and my response? By the way she’s acting, I went out and fucked the girl and sent her the video or something! Maybe things are so tense between us because we haven’t had the time or opportunity to, you know, share ourselves with each other. We’re going on a bit of a dry spell… I swear I damn near tried to seduce Natalie the other night. :-D I feel like climbing up the walls sometimes, which is only fueling me on the erotica front…

Anyway, it’s time to give Twilight Princess on my GameCube some attention.

Until tomorrow, beloved Alexaliens:

I love you. 💖

#Alexa

“Sex education is legitimate in that girls cannot be taught soon enough how children don't come into the world.”

- Karl Kraus

Unsuccessful hermiting, drama in the Nichols household, and needing to vent

Dear Diary,

So, I spent a good chunk of the day being irresponsible and hermiting myself from the world (even from Anne – you should have heard the Velcro-ripping sound when we unattached), and basically had the time of my life. I usually don’t like to be alone, but sometimes I just needs it. Besides, I know tomorrow is going to ridiculously busy, especially since it’s approaching the end of the month. I figured I needed to completely decompress before I started it. So I blew off the GameCube, popped in Twilight Princess, and jumped on the couch with my trusty bag of cheese balls.

And then Natalie came over.

There is an entire… situation between her, my brother, and my brother’s ex-girlfriend (a recent author herself) that I haven’t touched upon in the pages of my Diary because, well, it’s not my business to put out there. No matter how badly I want to, especially since I’ve been caught in the middle since it all sparked off and I really need a place to vent.

But unfortunately, this is not the place.

Anyway, Natalie came over because she needed to talk, so talk we did. All. Fricking. Day. I’m not really complaining, especially since she’s more than my assistant: she’s one of my best friends, and a gem of a person to boot. But the drama in the Nichols household is a genuine thing lately. Hell, my brother isn’t even in the United States at the moment – which is why I haven’t been talking about him in my Diary much, and why Anne and I have been hanging out so often.

We talked. And talked. And then talked some more. And cried. A little.

God, there’s so much I want to say!

Anyway, I need to go scream at the wall for a while.

Tomorrow, my loves…

#Alexa

“I have often said that I wish I had invented blue jeans: the most spectacular, the most practical, the most relaxed and nonchalant. They have expression, modesty, sex appeal, simplicity – all I hope for in my clothes.”

– Yves Saint Laurent

Yet another audiobook, breaking Skyrim, and making potatoes high

Dear Diary,

I’m writing this with a pounding headache, which is also the reason I haven’t been on social media much today. I have no one to blame but myself. My sleeping schedule has been all over the place these past few days, mainly because I decided to take a vacation from writing and Anne and I have been kind of living it up as a result.

Monday, however, the vacation is over.

I did approve the first 15 minutes of the audiobook version of Cramming Sis! Again! which is currently available for pre-order April 1st (even though you can order the paperback now… for some reason…) but that’s pretty much the only author-related, productive thing I did today.

Well, maybe that’s not true – I did manage to over-mod/break Skyrim. 😀 I spent what had to have been an accumulated six hours trying to figure out which of my almost 300 mods broke this damn thing, deleting non-essential mods here and there, until finally, I got it working and decided to take a break from it for a while out of disgust.

So now I’m playing Wind Waker on the GameCube, a game I’ve had for a while but never gave the time of day. Which is sad, because that game is actually a lot cooler than I thought it would be. It seems to be crammed with a weird, quirky sense of humor that is kind of refreshing nowadays.

Anyway, I’m out – it’s my turn to make dinner, and we’re experimenting with loaded baked potatoes.

Wish me luck.

I love you all!

#Alexa

“Words cannot describe the indignation a proud woman feels for her sex in disfranchisement.”

– Elizabeth Cady Stanton

lazy day

Dear Diary,

Hey everyone this is Anne how are y’all doing today? Me and Alexa been sleeping all day today. We just got up hour ago. I just came back from the store pick up something for me and Alexa, We been watching Braxton family values. I am still writing my story. Ya’ll have a great night. Alexa will be playing her game tonight and I going to watch my show. We are taking a break from Skyrim. I love it

#Anne

Taking a break, Tide Pods on food stamps, and my three favorite types of porn

Dear Diary,

My day can be summed up in one word: Skyrim. Anne and I played this game nearly all day, and even as I write this entry, we’re talking about it. There’s something to be said about synergy, and how playing a game alongside someone can be much more invigorating and interesting than playing by yourself. It almost makes me understand the whole MMO thing (which I briefly experimented with through World of Warcraft). Of course, maybe her being one of my best friends has something to do with that too.

I dunno.

Regardless, the reason we played so much was that I need a small break from writing. My mind is just refusing to focus on anything author related until I give it a vacation, like it’s holding my creativity hostage or something. This usually only lasts a few days, but we’ll see. If anything, I’ve learned not to rush things like this, so…

In other news: a friend of mine tried to buy some Tide Pods on her food stamps last night. 😂 As a joke. The cashier apparently looked extremely confused and god, I wish I could have been there! The things I miss out on being a hermit. So sad.

Oh! I posted something revealing on Patreon about myself earlier today, something I’ve never told anyone else before: “My Three Favorite Types of Porn.” You can read it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/17140861. It was a very intimate post for me… like most of the things I’ve put on Patreon so far. It’s an excellent outlet for stuff like that. And a good reward for the people that support me. It’s like sharing my dream with them in a sense, you know?

Anyway.

Anne’s whining at me to get off this entry and play some more Skyrim with her, and since I’m her friend, I have to oblige. The things I do for friendship… 🙃

#Alexa

“But if our sex would but well consider and rationally ponder, they will perceive and find that it is neither words nor place that can advance them, but worth and merit.”

– Margaret Cavendish

Doing it 2,837 times, a confusing email from Audible, and accepting applications for a gay friend

Dear Diary,

Well, my mystery girl hasn’t contacted me back yet, and I would know: I’ve refreshed my email about 2,837 times since I sent my reply to her. I’m really anxious to do this project with her, and I’m seriously considering donating 100% of the profits to RAINN. I don’t write for money, after all, I write out of passion. And I’m very passionate about this. In case you can’t tell.

Though I didn’t receive an email from her, I did receive a confusing email from Audible. Several days ago I wrote them asking why the audiobook version of Phi Beta Pie wasn’t listed on the same page as the eBook and audiobook versions, and here’s what they came back at me with:

Hello Alexa,

Thank you for contacting Audible!

“Phi Beta Pie” is currently not available as a Whispersync for Voice or Immersion Reading-ready audiobook. While there may be several editions of both the Audible audiobook or Kindle eBook, these editions have not been precisely paired and therefore will not sync across devices or work together in any way.

In order for a title to become Whispersync for Voice or Immersion Reading ready, both pieces of content must be paired together and extensively tested to make sure they sync properly.

We are working hard to make all Audible audiobook and Kindle eBook titles eligible for this feature, so please check back later for Whispersync/Immersion Reading eligibility.

We’re sorry for the inconvenience.

For more information about Whispersync for Voice, please visit our Help Center: http://audible.custhelp.com/app/answers/detail/a_id/4518.

Thank you again for contacting Audible. If you would like additional assistance, please do not hesitate to contact us. We are here to help 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

Sincerely,

Saurabh C

Audible.com

So yeah, I have no idea how to remedy this one. Maybe I’ll write back and tell them they were all linked together at one time… I dunno. You’re killing me, Amazon!

Topic switch: I need a gay friend! 😀 I mean, specifically a gay guy friend. I don’t have one. I’ve never had one. I know plenty of lesbians, but no gay guys. I’m serious. I feel like there’s this void in my life. So, I’m accepting applications. Come at me.

As far as The Qedesha’s Handmaiden is concerned, I finished the Green Revision yesterday and today assassinated the Final Version, which means I grammar checked it several different ways and compiled it into an actual eBook. Tomorrow I’ll knock out the paperback version and then leave it alone while I start my next project: The Qedesha Trilogy, a collection of all three Qedesha books, which will be released a while after The Qedesha’s Handmaiden. In fact, since you’re here, I’ll give you a sneak peek at its cover:

So whatchu think? Let me know!

Anyway, after I finished writing this morning I took Anne to her doctor’s appointment and the rest of my day was pretty much chilling in the waiting room waiting for her to be seen. So, nothing else exciting to report. This means I’ll be seeing you all tomorrow…

Goodnight, Alexaliens.

Sleep well.

#Alexa

“I think I had a more European outlook about the body and sex. The body is in no way dirty, and sex is something beautiful to give to and share with a lover. It has nothing to do with promiscuity, because I only believe in being in love with one man at a time.”

– Dorothy Stratten

An unexpected serious email, RAINN, and why I’m refreshing my inbox every five minutes

Dear Diary,

I received an email today from a young woman, a stranger, that completely shook me to my core. To say it took me off guard is a gross understatement, but I’m not sure how else to adequately describe it. To put it succinctly, she told me that she wanted me to write a story based on her life, with the stipulation that I donate half of the proceeds from the book to RAINN, the Rape, Abuse, and Incest National Network. In the email, she went into graphic detail about some of the things she had been through growing up, and there was a sincerity in her words that I recognized.

I didn’t exactly have a perfect childhood myself, but admittedly I have nothing on this girl.

I responded that I would need to know more about her story, of course, and that I would have to look into the legalities of her request as I had never even thought of doing something like this before. In the back of my mind I suspect a scam of some sort, as this is the internet, but in my heart, I believe she’s really telling the truth.

If it turns out to be legitimate (which I think it will), I will definitely do it. I can understand why someone would want their story to be told, but I don’t know why they would pick me to do it. I guess I’ll find out more when she responds. As always, I’ll keep you updated.

On the writing front, I’ve been like a woman possessed. I’m so close to finishing The Qedesha’s Handmaiden that I can taste it, and it’s both a fascinating and depressing feeling. I’ve spent so long on this story and watched it evolve in so many different ways into what it is now that finishing it almost feels like child abandonment.  Of course, I go through this with all my books, but still. The emotion is very real to me.

Hopefully, the Qedesha trilogy will make you feel some intense emotions too – and not just lust. There is plenty of sex crammed into those stories, yes, but the sex is there for a reason, and it is not there merely for the sake of sex but because it is interwoven into the story… as I’ve said before, writing straight and simple smut seems to be an impossibility for me. I can’t write a simple fuck-book to save my life. Check out the original story, Qedesha (Sacred Prostitution), and you’ll see what I mean.

Anyway, I’m going to end this entry for now, as I have several personal matters to wrap up before I go to bed. I apologize for the overly serious tone of this entry, but my mind is a bit distracted by that email – so much so that I’ve been refreshing my inbox every five minutes.

So, until tomorrow, my loves.

Be good…

#Alexa

“I’m a heroin addict. I need to have sex with women who have saved someone’s life.”

– Mitch Hedberg

Being drugged by the bestie, begging for opinions, and bringing it

Dear Diary,

Want to know just how manic I can be? My bestie decided it would be a smart idea to give me Benadryl for a headache I’ve had these past few days and not warn me how strong it was, or what kind of side-effects it might have on me. Mainly, putting my ass to sleep, or at the very least making me extremely groggy for over half a day.

This was last night.

I’ve yet to go to sleep.

I couldn’t. I just had too much to do today, mainly writing projects, and those of you who know me know I can’t leave tasks unchecked on my daily task list. I have deep seeded psychological issues with leaving things undone. Which reminds me, if you want to read the completed Yellow Revision of The Qedesha’s Handmaiden, you’ll find it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/17084006. Of course, you’ll have to be a Patreon supporter on the Initiate, Disciple, Devotee, Scholar, and VIP tiers to do so – but I trust you already are. So. Go read it. 😉 And then let me know what you think thus far.

Seriously. I really wanna know.

I also really wanna know what you think of this month’s book, Amore. A lot of you have bought it in its various incarnations, but not one of you heathens have rated it or sent me comments! WTF people?! 😀 If you’ve read it, let me know what you thought of it already! I’m dying of curiosity over here!

Anyway, I have about a dozen more episodes of Bring It to watch with Anne before we head to bed, so until tomorrow, be good to each other.

Or be really, really bad.

Either one… 😉

#Alexa

“Celibacy is not just a matter of not having sex. It is a way of admiring a person for their humanity, maybe even for their beauty.”

– Timothy Radcliffe

Laying around, what I really do for a living, and peanut butter pancakes

Dear Diary,

I didn’t do a damn thing today. I kicked back and read, played a little Skyrim, watched Pitch Perfect 3 with Anne, and napped like a boss. All while Anne was buzzing around me trying to get me out of bed and doing something.

She had way too much energy for a Sunday. 😀

I blame her diet. When we woke up this morning, she made us breakfast – for me, peanut butter pancakes (so good), and for herself… ramen noodles with melted cheese and salsa. For breakfast. She’s a beast.

By the way, if you’re curious as to why Anne and I spend so much time together, check out my recent Patreon post My Real-Life Day Job (It’s Not Writing) here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/17076145. It explains everything and will tell you a lot about me that you may not know.

Anyway, I have more slacking to do before my week starts, so…

#Alexa

“I confused gender identity with sexual orientation. Your gender identity is about who you are, how you feel, the sex that you feel yourself to be. Sexual orientation is who you’re attracted to.”

– Chaz Bono

Crying, being manic, and needing a translator

Dear Diary,

Sometimes you have to have a knockdown, drag-out fight with someone to realize just how much they mean to you. Which is what happened to Anne and me today. I’m not going to get into what the fight was about because in retrospect it was stupid as hell, but it was terrible. We were yelling, throwing things, and generally just being ridiculous. It’s not the first time we’ve had a fight like this, but it has been a long time since it last happened. Afterwards, we were all crying and hugging each other… and I still feel sorry for the things I said and did. She does too, and I think we’re starting to get on each other’s nerves from apologizing too much.

It’s a beautiful problem to have.

Why am I telling you guys all this? Simple: because I’m not perfect. Not by a long shot. I know sometimes people get this perception of me because I accomplish and juggle so much, but in reality, I’m only able to do these things because I have a fantastic team behind me and I’m more than a little manic. Of course, there are consequences to this: my personal life is usually a hot mess… and that’s putting it nicely… and more often than not I have such tunnel vision with whatever project I’m working on that people and situations outside of it rarely exist for me. I have to fight to socialize, to not become a complete hermit.

It’s worth the fight. Always.

But for any of you out there that have any illusions as to me being perfect, now you know. I’m nowhere near.

Speaking of which. Amazon.

For a while now I was perplexed as to why one of my books, No, Daddy! I’m (STILL) Not Mommy!, was rejected as a paperback even though it was accepted for eBook and audiobook distribution. Not only that, but its been selling. I’ve been nervous about writing Amazon about this as I didn’t want them to yank the eBook and audiobook versions, but I finally just said flip it and wrote the following:

I have been selling this as a Kindle Select title and audiobook, but for some reason, the paperback is showing as “Blocked.” What needs to be done to publish this paperback alongside the Kindle and ACX/Audible versions?

I received the following response this morning:

Hello,

We’re contacting you regarding the following title:

No, Daddy! I’m (STILL) Not Mommy! (ID:PRI-G56XQEVMA8E)

We’ve confirmed that your book(s) contains content that is in violation of our content guidelines and we will not be offering this title for sale on Amazon. As stated in our guidelines, we reserve the right to determine what we consider to be appropriate, which includes cover images and content within the book.

If you wish to re-publish your book(s) with content that meets our guidelines, it will need to be submitted as an entirely new book and go through our standard review process. Previous customer reviews, tags, and sales rank information are not transferable because the title will essentially be a different product.

Our content guidelines are published on the KDP website.

To learn more, please see: https://kdp.amazon.com/help?topicId=A2TOZW0SV7IR1U

We appreciate your understanding.

Amazon.com

This makes no fucking sense to me. Maybe someone skilled in Amazonese can translate. Seriously. Like, if you have any idea what the fuck they’re talking about, please let me know.

Anyway, that’s all for this entry. I need to lay down and digest the day.

I love you all…

#Alexa

“Sex is like washing your face – just something you do because you have to. Sex without love is absolutely ridiculous. Sex follows love, it never precedes it.”

– Sophia Loren

Preemptive strikes, the bestie, and alcohol sirens

Dear Diary,

Today has been all about writing. As a matter of fact, yesterday when I had some free time I did tasks that were due today just so I could have more writing time.And I’m glad I did: I’m finally finished with the Yellow Revision of The Qedesha’s Handmaiden! This means Monday I’ll work on assassinating the Green Revision, something I am seriously looking forward to, and that shouldn’t take too long to do. This story needs to hurry up and be finished already, because there’s only so much I can squeeze in and honestly, it’s pretty much done. If you’re one of my Patreon subscribers, you can read the current version here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/17040512. I’m thinking about making the story available free to Patreon subscribers of a particular tier and up just cause, but I don’t know. I’m still thinking about it.

If you haven’t read the first book in the Qedesha trilogy, check it out here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01NCTFAQ1/?&tag=alexan0d0-20, and then preorder the second book here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B079398H5R/?&tag=alexan0d0-20. The Qedesha’s Handmaiden is the third and final book in the series, although I am considering doing another story in the future featuring the brothers. You’ll see who I’m talking about. 😉

Anyway.

The bestie came over while I was chilling with Anne, and we all had fun talking about gaming, Trump, racism, and our varied perverted pastimes. You know, the kind of things all girls talk about. 😀 It was nice. Sometimes I get so obsessed with whatever project I’m working on at the moment that I forget to stop and kind of just, you know, chill. That’s what my wenches are for. They keep me grounded.

Well, once again the alcohol is calling me, and Anne and I intend to not only heed the call but partake of some sweet Skyrim goodness as we do.

As always, thank you for reading.

It means a lot to me…

#Love

#Skyrim

#Alexa

“To succeed with the opposite sex, tell her you’re impotent. She can’t wait to disprove it.”

– Cary Grant

Being productive, naughty Valentines, and Skyrim!

Dear Diary,

It’s been a typical Alexa day today: busy, productive, and quirky as fuck. It’s almost like everything was building up during these past few days and hit me all at once this morning.

But that’s OK: bring it. 😉

I started out jumping out of bed and getting to work on The Qedesha’s Handmaiden, and am well into the Yellow Revision. Everything’s coming together nicely, and I’m loving the recent insertions. Of course, you can see for yourself if you’re a member of my Patreon by simply going here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/qedeshas-yellow-16964828, but if not just take my word for it. 😛 It’s coming along good, and in a strange twist of fate, the rest of the day did too.

I wrote Amazon about No Daddy, I’m (STILL) Not Mommy! – for some reason, the paperback version is being blocked even though the Kindle edition and audiobook versions have been live and selling. I can’t wait to see what their rationale is for this one.

Oh! And the audiobook version of The Champion’s Gift: A Qedesha Story is finished! The narrator submitted the final version to me this morning, and I listened to/approved it, so now Audible has to do their quality check, and it will be available for sale! So excited. I really love that story.

Speaking of things for sale! You guys really should check out My Naughty Valentine, the latest anthology from my Bad Girls of Erotica clique. It’s hot. It contains the following stories:

Gaelic Goddess

No one grieved for Mick Phelan when he died. The old lawyer had been a terrible father and a horrible man, poisoning his children with his hate.

But an unexpected inheritance was waiting for his grandson Thomas. An Irish goddess who Mick had ensnared decades ago showed up on his doorstep, begging him to free her from bondage.

Now Tom and Rhiannon must navigate a treacherous road. Will their growing attraction for one another allow them to part the mists of time and release her from slavery? Or will Rhiannon be bound forever, a fate worse than death for this Gaelic Goddess?

Girl Fight

Four lives. Innumerable secrets. A tragedy that binds them all…

– Sara: A survivor of longtime sexual abuse, she is a girl with a shattered past who has, since childhood, fought for her life. Literally.

– Tanya: The most invisible girl in school, she cuts to ease the pain of her life. And things are only getting worse.

– Antonio: A man with a heart just as massive as his libido, he is trapped in a relationship built on unrequited love; a fact that is slowly breaking his heart and driving him insane.

– Fatima: A girl hellbent on revenge. Though popular and social, she is slowly decaying over the secrets that she holds.

Tragedy brought them together, lust makes them inseparable, and love just might be the only thing that can save their lives…

Destiny’s Desire

Destiny has every reason to hate men—her mother is the infamous pornstar Serena Siren, and she despises every part of her mother’s flamboyant lifestyle. But all that changes when a gorgeous injured man stumbles on her remote cabin in the middle of a violent storm, and Destiny must care for him. Passion flares between them, and intrigue crumbles her resistance when she catches him masturbating. Now she’s determined to learn the truth about sex, starting with a hot anal reaming that will rock her entire world!

One Weekend With My Best Friend’s Father

Lindsey’s always had a crush on Richard, the kind and dashing widower who lives next door. Of course, Richard also happens to be her best friend’s father… The two of them have always been flirtatious, but when an accident on a hiking trip compels them to share a sleeping bag, they can’t keep their hands off each other!

That’s What Friends Are For

When he was younger, Justin promised his mother he would be nothing like his womanizing cheat of a father. Part of that promise included waiting to lose his virginity until he met the right girl. Now 18, Justin is finally going to have his first time! His mother is going away for the weekend, and his hot blonde girlfriend, Jen, promises she is going to come over and spend the weekend with him.

Things are looking good for Justin except that his best friend, tomboy Samantha, doesn’t trust Jen, and thinks Justin is making a mistake. “Sam” turns out to be right when Justin finds out Jen has been sleeping around on him, and he’s heartbroken and frustrated. But he won’t be for long, because Sam says she is on her way to cheer him up.

When she arrives, Justin is surprised to find his normally plain friend dressed to kill, and looking just as beautiful as any girl he has ever been interested in. The surprise continues when Sam tells him that she would be happy to be his first lover. After all, won’t best friends do anything for each other?

So, if you haven’t checked it out already, you really should!

Anyway, it’s off to play more Skyrim with Anne. That game has completely taken over our lives lately. 😀 Someone send help!

#AlexaOut

“I know nothing about sex, because I was always married.”

– Zsa Zsa Gabor