Tory Richards and His Possession

We have the lovely Tory Richards visiting the blog today to share a little more about herself and her upcoming novella His Possession, due to be released tomorrow. 

Tory Richards is a fun-loving grandma who writes smut. Born in 1955 in the small town of Milo, Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida. Today she lives with her daughter and her family. She has her own woman-cave which she shares with four felines whose main goal in life is getting as much cat hair on everything that they can.

Penning stories by hand and then on manual typewriter at the age of thirteen, Tory was a closet writer until the encouragement of her family prompted her into submitting to a publisher. She’s been published since 2005, and has since retired from Disney to focus on family and writing.

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

I loved fairytales when I was a young child, especially when there was a princess, prince and happily ever after ending. Cinderella was and is my absolute favorite. Anyway, I was about ten years old when I got the writing bug and I would often jot my stories down on notebook paper in school or at home in my room where my parents thought I was doing homework.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

His Possession is an erotic novella about a biker who’s sent to prison for a crime he didn’t commit, by his best friend’s little sister. When proof surfaces showing his innocence and he’s released, he only has one thing on his mind. Find her and make her pay. Their history complicates matters.

How long have you been writing?

I’ve been writing since the age of ten. I’m sixty now. You do the math.

What genre are you most comfortable writing?

Any kind of romance and I mainly focus on erotic romance. However, my stories have humor and suspense in them and I’ve written contemporaries in paranormal, interracial, and biker romance.


Raze is a member of the Wreckers MC, sentenced to life for a crime he didn’t commit, all because of the damning words of his best friend’s little sister. New evidence surfaces, proving him innocent, and once he’s released he’s determined to find the woman responsible. It doesn’t matter that they had history, doesn’t matter that he’s wanted her for the better part of a decade. Rosa’s betrayal has cost him three years of freedom, and he wants retribution.

Once inside the small kitchen I went to the cupboard, where I knew the fucking booze was kept. I grabbed the first bottle of unopened whisky and started to reach for a glass before deciding that I didn’t need it. I needed more than a fucking shot to fuel me for what I wanted to do to Rosa. I couldn’t let her get to me. I wouldn’t. We may never have acted on our feelings for each other, but we both had known they were there.

Well, the time for acknowledgement had fucking lapsed. Her betrayal had sealed her fate, and I was ready to make her pay. I downed about three shots worth, letting the raw burn settle in my gut and fuel my hate. Running the back of my hand across my mouth, I headed for the bedroom where Rosa was locked up, thinking about her pretty face as she’d sat on the stand condemning me, hearing again her tearful words as she’d sworn that I had done the killing, and recalling the silent plea in her eyes as she’d stared at me. I’d understood then that she didn’t believe what she was saying, yet it hadn’t stopped her from lying.

I came to her door, turned the lock, and opened it. Rosa turned from the window she’d been staring out of, tear tracks lining her smooth, olive-toned cheeks. Even in her disheveled state she was fucking beautiful. Her midnight hair was shiny and half tumbling down to her shoulders. I let my gaze wander lazily down her full curves, taking in the slight changes that had occurred since I’d seen her last. She was soft and ripe, and I was going to devour her.

She took a hesitant step toward me. “How many men have you fucked, Rosa?” I asked from the doorway. My question startled her, and she halted abruptly. I could see the confusion shimmering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed. Those sweet, full lips parted as she opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out.

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Sunday 7 with Carole Archer


Hi all! We thought we’d kick off the week with an interview with the lovely Carole Archer. We have 7 questions this Sunday that will hopefully give us a peak into what makes Carole tick and introduce us to her latest book, The Charles Smith Scholarship. Thanks for joining us and sharing Carole!

1) Tell us a little about yourself and your background? 

I am forty-four years old and I live in the North-east of England with my husband, Louis, and our gorgeous Bearded Collie-cross dog, Boo. I work full-time as a typist for the local police force, but my dream is to be a full-time author. It’s an impossibility at the moment, I just never find enough time to write, but hopefully in the future I might make it a reality.

Louis and I have been married for over sixteen years. He discovered my spanking fetish early in our relationship, but although he had a go he really wasn’t into it. As a compromise, he arranged access to the internet for me and helped me to find spanking websites and chat rooms. He took me to spanking parties and gatherings, and allowed me to fulfil my fantasies by playing at such events. He also gave me his blessing to meet spankers on a one-to-one basis. I realize our marriage is slightly unconventional, but it works for us and we’re both truly happy.

For a while I met various spankers, not always with great success! I got myself into a few sticky situations and was ready to give up when, almost ten years ago, I met my current ‘Sir’, after chatting to him for a while online. He is now my spanker, my mentor, but most importantly my friend. In fact, The Charles Smith trilogy is dedicated to him. HIs initials, M.A.S., are highlighted through the titles of the three books – Method, Academy and Scholarship. We only meet approximately once a month, but talk online regularly. He’s a true friend and has helped me in so many areas of my life. The spanking’s great, but I know that one day he’ll be unable to travel to visit me anymore. He’s quite a bit older than me (hopefully saying that will earn me a trip across his lap!) and I know that eventually the spanking will end, but I truly believe I have a friend for life in him. He proof reads everything I write, and he gives my characters many great quotes. I wonder if he realizes that often, when I’m across his knee, I’m constantly taking mental notes of things that my characters can say and do!

2) How long have you been writing? What draws you to this genre?

Let me answer the second part of the question first, then I can lead into how long I have been writing.

I am drawn to this genre by childhood memories of spanking. I went to a mainstream, mixed primary school between 1975 and 1982, when spanking was legal and a fairly common practice in the UK. Spankings with hand, slipper and ruler were regular occurrences, and I remember a feeling of excitement and anticipation when one of my classmates was going to ‘get it’. I always watched when someone was chastised, unable to tear my eyes away, and my heart would race, though at that age there were no sexual feelings. When I was in the final year of primary school, aged 10/11, our teacher was the one feared by all in the school (even some of the teachers). He was a strict disciplinarian and ruled his classroom with an iron hand and a cane. Only the boys were caned, bending over his desk, but girls were spanked on the seat of their clothing, either bending over his desk, bending over in front of the class, or he would keep them back during break time for a private spanking.

I once received a break-time spanking, when I had played up for a supply teacher. I was stood in front of the blackboard when our regular teacher returned, the class were dismissed and I was told to stay where I was. Although I’m certain the spanking comprised of no more than a few painful and embarrassing swats to the seat of my skirt as I struggled across his lap, made more humiliating because the supply teacher was still present, in my mind I have exaggerated this greatly. I have vivid memories of him punishing students, and can picture his cane striking the squirming seat of an unfortunate male, or his hand slap down on a girl’s bottom. I recall oddly feeling ‘cheated’ when I stood beside his desk one day, in front of the class, and he swatted my backside twice. Though I would have been mortified if he had bent me across his desk, I was disappointed for some reason I could not understand.

I used to replay spankings in my head away from school – and sometimes I would daydream during classes. These were nothing sexual, though it was definitely a thrill for me. I also started to write them down in a diary, who had been spanked and how, and I would smile as I re-read them and recalled the incident.

I then moved on to comprehensive school, and in English Language classes I would sometimes base my characters in essays on my primary school teacher. My earliest recollection of writing something ‘kinky’ was at age 14/15 when we were told to write about absolutely anything, so I wrote about that teacher. I don’t recall the actual essay now, and I really wish I still had it, but I believe it was based around my OTK spanking from him. I don’t think I gave any lead-up as to why I was being spanked, just that this male took me across his lap, pulled my skirt up (which he did not do in reality) and spanked me soundly over my panties as the other male watched. He then caned me while I was still held across his lap (which again did not really happen). Needless to say my teacher did not ask me to read that essay out for the rest of the class; instead she kept me back after the lesson to ask if I was being abused at home. Of course I wasn’t, but she seemed unconvinced it was simply a recollection of a spanking at my previous school.

I was sent to the headmistress, a bad-tempered, evil, cane-wielding nun, to explain myself. Her way of dealing with this – and most other things, it seemed – was to slap me around the head and scream at me. I was told that I would burn in hell if I continued to write such vulgar filth, and then she sent me outside with an empty box – the standard punishment for a misbehaving student. You were not allowed to return until it was filled with rubbish, though most of us simply walked around the grassed areas, put a few pieces of rubbish in while she watched, then went to the waste bin and filled it up, hung around out of sight for a while, then returned to her. I recall I had my hands caned on that occasion, which was not a pleasant experience. Apparently that was supposed to deter me from writing such things. I have news for you, Sister – it didn’t work!!!

Needless to say, after this experience, I kept my writing hidden away. I recall at this time my bedroom carpet was purple tiled squares, perfect for secreting my short stories under. I would take them out and read them from time to time, but through fear of discovery I would tear them into tiny pieces and throw them away.

When I was a bit older, late teens, I would still write, but then I kept my snippets of stories in a folder. They were always based around that spanking from my teacher, though the setting changed. It now was sexual and I found this very difficult to understand. There was no internet then, and I couldn’t talk to family or friends about it, so I hid my dirty little secret away, while continuing to fantasise and write about it. I did have boyfriends who would spank me, but just to heighten lovemaking, certainly not to the extent I wanted. Although I shared a bit of my writing with one of them, I was generally too embarrassed about it.

When my husband introduced me to the internet, just before we were married, I found to my great relief I wasn’t abnormal, nor was my writing. I would post short stories on websites, and I received great feedback. It took many years before I was brave enough to get myself published, and for a couple of years I was content with writing a few short stories to go in spanking anthologies for a British publisher. I was thrilled when my stories were accepted, and I started to look at other ideas I’d had.

I then decided to write The Charles Smith Method properly. I had several scenes written, but it wasn’t a story at this point. I sent it to my British publisher in late 2011 and they started to work on it with me, editing the first two chapters and changing the title. They then told me it would be a couple of years before they could publish as they had a backlog of books, and maybe I might like to try somewhere else. I did a search for spanking publishers and the top of the list was Blushing Books. I told myself I would try them, if they refused that was it, I would give up. I sent my story and two days later I got an acceptance. Eventually I had The Charles Smith Method published in June 2012.

I can’t believe that in April 2015 my writing’s still going well and I’ve just had my thirteenth book published. I already had The Charles Smith Scholarship part written when I was asked if I would like to complete the trilogy. I always wanted to do this so I could dedicate it to my ‘Sir’, but I felt too much time had lapsed since those two books. I was thrilled to be given the opportunity to do this by Blushing Books.

3) Where do you gather most of the inspiration for your works?

A lot of my inspiration these days comes from TV, or people I see. I might see characteristics in someone that I think I could use, or I see a place or setting on the TV and think I’d like to base something around that, so I research the topic to see if it’s do-able.

I’ve always had a real fascination with the Titanic, and after watching one of the numerous films about it, and seeing all the ladies and gentlemen in the fine clothes, I came up with the idea for The Delinquent Bride. Shelley came from a privileged home, and I could picture her boarding the Titanic after fleeing her pre-arranged marriage, later starting a new life in America.

4) Who is your favorite character from your book and why?

My favourite character from The Charles Smith Scholarship is Hazel, and she has been throughout the three books. She has been Charles’ housekeeper for many years, but she did not have a good life prior to meeting him. He was a father figure to her, and she absolutely adored him, though I think he might have secretly hoped a romance would develop between them. She is openly bisexual, and likes to indulge in sex with more than one person at a time. She has so much love to give (both sexually and emotionally), and I find her such a warm and likeable character. She seems so confident, but there’s occasional flashes of neediness and vulnerability that, for me, add to her charm. I have sketched out plans for a stand-alone book for Hazel – Hazel’s Honeymoon – which would include hints of medical play (quickly becoming one of my favourite genres since I wrote Melissa’s Medical Examination), and age play (another thing I briefly dabbled with, and enjoyed, in Naughty Immy’s Punishment). I really hope I get the opportunity to write this as I would love to devote a whole book to Hazel, with not quite so many supporting characters, and without the main schooling background of ‘The Charles Smith Academy’.

I also loved the little girl in The Delinquent Bride, Jessica. She was so adorable and I felt she added the ‘cute factor’ to scenes where she was involved. She also added a touch of fun to a not so nice topic (the sinking of the Titanic). After they had been rescued, she quickly bounced back and the others around her found it impossible to sit around feeling sorry for themselves when she wanted to play.

5) How about your least favorite character That you’ve written ?  What makes them less appealing to you?

Some of my female characters now seem a bit whiny and bratty, but definitely my least favourite has to be the vile Percy in The Lady and the Sheriff. I tried to make him – and his mother – as obnoxious as I possibly could, and I took great delight in meting out justice to him later on. Although he was my least favourite character, the parts of that book I most liked writing were when he was involved, as I enjoyed writing something not quite so nice. He was a truly nasty person, only out for himself and what he could get. He didn’t care about anyone or anything, and his mother was equally as bad – showing where he got the bad traits from.

6) Can you share a favorite quote or picture that inspired you for your latest book and why it inspired you?

Not so much a quote, but I’ve read many things about the ‘short sharp shock’ relating to borstals at that time, and also ‘learning the hard way’. The Charles Smith Academy isn’t a borstal, it is nowhere near as harsh as those institutions, but it did give students one final chance before finding them in such places – or possibly even prison. Stories come out regularly these days about how students were mistreated in borstals, being beaten and abused by those who were supposed to be reforming them. The Charles Smith Academy is a kinder alternative, though I don’t imagine the spanked students would share that view. However, given an insight into borstal, I’m sure they would opt for the Academy’s firm but fair discipline regime.

7) Tell us about your latest release. What can we expect from you in the future?

The Charles Smith Scholarship picks up five years after The Charles Smith Academy. Whereas The Charles Smith Academy concludes The Charles Smith Method, tying up some loose ends in the first novel, The Charles Smith Scholarship can be read as a stand-alone book. The characters do follow on from the previous books, but there is enough background given to simply read this book only. However, if readers enjoy my writing and can afford all three, I would be tremendously grateful if they purchased them all!

The Academy has built up over the years, taking in eighteen to nineteen year olds who have committed crimes and been given one final chance – the alternative is a custodial sentence. The youngsters are schooled at the Academy, with the aim of getting them into gainful employment/accommodation/further education at the end of it.

The Charles Smith Scholarship is based in the late 1970s, when corporal punishment was still legal in the UK, and Judge Walker delivers the new batch of students to the Academy. Jamie, Belinda, Aaron, Roberta, Abigail and Eve are partnered up with Jenny, Hazel, Mrs Hutchinson, Harry, Mr Hutchinson and Mr Bainbridge. The six students are competing with each other for a chance to win a scholarship to Florida the following year. It is the first time the Academy has taken in male pupils, and Mr Bainbridge has his doubts. Jenny and Hazel, although part of the teaching staff, still act like students themselves at times and also find themselves receiving discipline from gardener Harry and headmaster Mr Hutchinson (the headmaster is based entirely on my primary school teacher). There are problems along the way, dealt with effectively by the committed teaching staff, and highly sexed Hazel adds a bit of spice to the book.

This book does conclude The Charles Smith trilogy, but as I’ve already mentioned, I believe there’s scope for a book about Hazel and I hope to write it some time in the future. At present I’m working on a sequel to Melissa’s Punishment Education. I have tentatively titled this Melissa and the Medic, but this is a temporary title until I can come up with something more suitable. I introduced a character, Jason, to help Dr Williams and his wife, Barbara, punish Melissa. I left it open for him to become a part of Melissa’s life, and I decided it was time to write that sequel, especially as I enjoyed my first go at a medical play story. I haven’t quite written four chapters yet, but I hope to get going with it again soon.



This is a small snippet from early in the book, when the students are individually introduced to their mentors. Eve meets Mr Bainbridge and finds things are not going to be as easy as she imagined:-

Meanwhile, down in the basement, Mr. Bainbridge perched on the edge of his desk. He waited patiently as Eve walked around the six small desks, toyed with the ink well on one, flipped up the lid and looked inside. Picking out a fountain pen, she held it up. “These are a bit old-fashioned,” she stated, screwing up her nose.

“Mr. Hutchinson prefers that students don’t use disposable biros,” Mr. Bainbridge explained. “I must admit I have a preference for a fountain pen too. Writing looks so much neater.”

Eve then moved to a large bookcase and leafed through several textbooks, before returning to sit down in front of her tutor.

“I teach English and maths,” Mr. Bainbridge said, by way of introduction. “Tell me a little bit about yourself.”

Eve crossed her arms over her chest and fixed her gaze on him. “My parents expect me to get a job,” she said, frowning. “Daddy’s loaded, but he was very mean and stopped my allowance. He refused to buy me any make-up, which I desperately needed,” she added, pouting and tipping her head back, removing her glasses and fluttering her thick black lashes. “So I had to go to the shops and get some.”

“You stole it?” Mr. Bainbridge asked, crossing his legs at the ankles and gazing at her. Eve nodded, showing no shame. “He gave me no choice, did he?” she reasoned.

Sighing, Mr. Bainbridge shook his head. “Stealing is wrong. Surely you know that.”

Rolling her eyes, Eve shrugged her shoulders. “I can’t believe they’ve sent me here. It won’t be long before Daddy comes to take me home. He’s just trying to frighten me.”

“I’m afraid you’re wrong,” Mr. Bainbridge replied. “If you don’t remain here, you’ll go to court to face shoplifting charges, and may well go to jail. This is your only other option. Your father will not be taking you home.”

“No,” Eve whined, shaking her head. Her eyes wide and cheeks pale, she raised her hands and covered her face, her confident attitude quashed with only a few words.

“Eve,” Mr. Bainbridge said, getting down from his desk and touching a hand to her arm. “I understand you like English literature. I’m a huge fan, too.”

Eve lowered her hands and nodded. “I love poetry,” she admitted.

“That’s great, I believe strongly in the carrot and stick approach,” he said with a smile, walking around his desk and taking his paddle from the drawer. Eve frowned in confusion.

“This is the stick,” he said, holding the paddle in front of her. “The carrot can be any reward you wish, perhaps tickets to a poetry recital?”

Eve nodded with enthusiasm, her smile reappearing. “Okay, this is how it’ll work,” he told her. “You do well in your studies between now and Christmas, I’ll take you to a poetry recital. If you don’t knuckle down, I’ll bend you across my desk and smack your bottom,” he warned, holding the paddle out.

“Daddy spanked me once,” she said with a sigh. “It didn’t hurt. He tried to blackmail me too, but I always get what I want, one way or another.”

Mr. Bainbridge shook his head and gripped Eve’s wrist. Pulling her to her feet, he turned her to face his desk. “Let me tell you, young lady, I am not blackmailing you. I am offering you an incentive to do well. If you don’t behave, all you will get is a sore bottom,” he said, pushing her over the table.

“Your father didn’t spank you properly if it didn’t hurt,” he added, cracking his paddle against her behind. Eve screeched and tried to get up, as the paddle landed once more. Mr. Bainbridge pressed firmly against her back, flipped up her skirt and landed another two firm smacks over her panties. Eve howled in pain.

“I won’t take your panties down today,” he said, resting the paddle against her squirming backside, “but any future spankings will be on your bare bottom,” he warned, smacking the paddle twice against her unprotected thighs.

Mr. Bainbridge stepped back and watched Eve jump to her feet, her hands rubbing her stinging flesh, tears rolling down her cheeks as she whimpered.

“So, young lady, I guess that did hurt?”

Eve nodded miserably, stamping her feet as she tried to rub the burn away.

“Come on, let’s go to your room,” he said, taking the distressed young woman’s elbow, guiding her from the classroom and up the stairs. She lowered her gaze when Judge Walker wandered into the hallway, and was relieved when he said nothing, stepping aside to allow Mr. Bainbridge to lead her up the main staircase.

“Sir, I would really love to go to a poetry recital with you,” Eve said with a sniffle, stopping as they reached the top of the stairs. She gazed into his eyes and was pleased to see a smile form on his lips.

“Well, as long as you behave yourself,” he promised.

The door was open when they reached her room and he ushered her inside. Belinda lay on the top bunk, facing them.

“You might like to think about the behaviour that led to your spanking,” he suggested. Eve’s cheeks reddened and she turned away from Belinda. “Yes, sir,” she whispered, crawling onto the lower bunk and cupping her tender buttocks. “I’m sorry,” she added, blinking back tears.

Mr. Bainbridge patted her shoulder and smiled. “Be a good girl and it won’t be necessary again,” he said, closing the door on his way out.

“Oh, my God,” Belinda shrieked, clambering down from her bunk. “Did Mr. Bainbridge really spank you?”

Eve nodded, pouting. “Yes, and if you’ve got any sense, you won’t make him angry.”



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SO many questions are coming this way about the family belonging to MOVING A LITTLE HEART!
How would you like to interview the characters? Drop your questions here or email me at, and let’s see what the boys and Little Baylor have to say about their lives and each other.
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Mojo Mondays with Loki Renard!

This week for Mojo Monday I am excited to introduce Loki Renard. Now I know many of you have read her books. Her Military Discipline series is hot! I believe  it was the first book I ever read of Loki’s and once I finished that one, I was all over Blushing Books and Amazon downloading like a crack addict. I was hooked!



Her writing is so diverse. She writes about soldiers and brats, and cowboys and spies. Even vampires and elves! One of my favorite books is Obeying Rigel. Now I stumbled upon this book because I did not realize at the time that it is lesbian DD. But don’t let that deter you if you don’t usually buy lesbian DD, you will love it. The characters are interesting and bratty and tough and fun. The writing is very well done with nicely developed plots and full wonderful characters you just want to get to know better.  And lucky for us, her final book in the Rigel series was just released. Leaving Rigel.




Hearts and bottoms are on the line!

In the aftermath of the charismatic albeit unabashedly promiscuous Rigel’s disastrous attempt at a proposal, both Rigel and her ex-girlfriend Sadie are left emotionally devastated and acting out in their own ways.

Meanwhile, gentle dyke Tank seems to be getting called off the romance bench by Sadie’s best friend, Kate, who is far too young for her – and far too straight, for that matter.

Is Kate really interested in Tank romantically? And what about Rigel, who wastes no time declaring her own undying attraction for Tank too?

Whilst Tank tries to navigate her way through that romantic minefield, she has Sadie to worry about. Bright, witty, no-limits Sadie, who seems to have slammed the lever down on her own self destruct mechanism, and who is going to need correcting in no uncertain terms.


Now a little chat with Loki! Thank you Loki for joining us today.


Bree: What inspired you to write your first book?


Loki: It just sort of happened. Turns out if you just keep writing long enough, books tend to emerge. 


Bree: Thats very true. I keep encouraging Nikki to try her hand at writing. How long have you been writing?


Loki: Since they gave me a crayon and started blathering on about the importance of being able to form letters correctly. Turns out all you need to do is mash a keyboard. Ha! 


Bree: LOL! How do you come up with your titles? I sometimes find this challenging. You want them to be catchy but have meaning that is obvious to the reader.


Loki: Titles are hard. In fact, my next book might just be called that: “Titles Are Hard.”


Bree: Is there a particular author you really love or that have influenced your writing style?


Loki: There are lots of authors that I love. Terry Pratchett, Douglas Adams, and Joseph Heller are three that come immediately to mind. I don’t think I really have a writing ‘style’ at the moment. I tend to write a lot of very different sorts of books in a lot of different ways, using very different ‘voices’ at times. I am easily bored. 


Bree: Is writing your primary career or do you have a “day job?”


Loki: Writing is my primary career. I’ve been a full time self employed writer for years now. However, I don’t only write fiction. It’s important to have a varied repertoire, both to avoid boredom and to hedge against the impact of the bottom falling out of a particular market. Unless you’re an A-List author, having all your eggs in one basket isn’t a good idea. 

Bree:  I am jealous! I am still working part time at my “day job” and look forward to the day when I can write full time.


Bree: What are you working on right now?


Loki: Well I am about to start the third Military Discipline book for Blushing Books, I’m finishing a series about a pop star and her stern bodyguard for Bethany’s Woodshed. I also have my ongoing free fantasy series, Lesbia. (More on that later 😉


Bree: What is the most difficult or challenging thing in your writing?


Loki: This question took me the longest to answer. I think for me the most challenging thing in my personal writing life is coming to terms with genre. I like romance as much as anything, but it’s occasionally more stifling than that scene in Kill Bill where Uma Thurman is buried alive in that wooden coffin and then she has to one inch punch her way out of it. The solution to that issue was simple: write other things too. 



Bree: Do you have any advice for new writers?


Loki: Well, like every other writer, I’d say the best thing to do is to write. If you keep doing it long enough, you’ll find that you grow in sophistication. A lot of people worry about not being good at writing – and a lot of people worry about what other people might say about their writing. And whilst it’s true that there’s no shortage of people who will say whatever silly critical thing comes into their heads, the worst thing you can do is write for critics. 


Write for the people who love your work. Write for whatever burns inside you. And remember, if people don’t like what you write, it’s usually because it wasn’t for them in the first place. Or because you called all your characters ‘Bob’ – that’s such a common newbie mistake.


Oh, and you will suck. Everybody sucks at first. That’s the idea. Don’t let it get in the way of your aspirations. If you get rejected, keep going. Like most authors, I was rejected a whole lot before anyone agreed to publish me. What kept me going was the love of the stories I had in my head. I also fell in love with the process of writing. Nowadays I don’t feel ‘right’ if I haven’t written. 


If you experience writer’s block, you’re doing it wrong. (In my opinion.) I’ve never felt I suffered from writer’s block because to me that feeling of having nothing to write or not knowing how to get it down just means that the story isn’t ready yet. It will come in time. Stories have their own momentum, their own desire to be born, if you will. You’ve got to give your book its due gestational period. If it turns out that you lose interest in a story, allow yourself to lose interest in it. Being a writer doesn’t mean chaining yourself to a computer and flagellating yourself for a lack of creativity – although who knows, that might be a good way to get the juices flowing. 


Bree: Well said Loki, and I completely agree. Criticism is difficult even I imagine for the most seasoned writers, but especially so for the new author. But don’t give up.

Bree: When you are writing a book, do you start with an outline first or do you just start writing and see where it leads you?


Loki: Well, when you write romance, the end is sort of a foregone conclusion. People get twitchy if the hero and heroine don’t end up together, so I tend to just start somewhere interesting and have intriguing things happen along the way. If I’m writing some of my books that aren’t strictly romantic (like the Rigel series, where I toss all the romance rules out the window, where relationships can and do fail,) well, I don’t plan those either. In my experience, once a story gets going it tends to wrench itself out of your hands if you hold on too tightly anyway, so I prefer a freer flowing form of creation.


Bree: Some of your stories are lesbian themed. Are these written from personal experience? I ask this because I have never had a f/f experience but really loved your f/f stories.


(Prepare yourself for a really long answer to a question you didn’t really ask 😉


Loki: There are several reasons I like to write F/F stories:


I like to write F/F stories because I am a woman, and I feel as if I understand a feminine perspective better than a male one. Though I am fond of many of my male leads, I feel as if I write better female characters. 


Frankly I think a lot of male characters end up being fairly one dimensional cyphers for protective masculinity instead of actual, you know, characters with hopes and fears and flaws. Sometimes it seems as if the only flaws allowed for male romance characters are being too rich, too charming and perhaps too arrogant. Or too tall. Or too really, really incredibly good looking. 

I enjoy writing about dominant / submissive interactions between women, because it is fun to put women in the driver’s seat, to explore different types of feminine strength and occasionally dominance. There’s also a very different dynamic between two women and a woman and a man. 


I feel as if I can be more ‘myself’ as it were with F/F stories, because I’m not tied to the restrictions of genre (or other heteronormative conventions.) I don’t write F/F fiction as a commercial concern, so if what I write makes people hate my face, or is completely ignored, that’s okay. 


And lastly, but certainly not least – the F/F audience is a small, but very passionate one. I get a great deal of feedback from them, which I love. Writing is, at its core, communication. In traditional writing models you get a sort of one way stream, in which the author puts the book out into the world and that’s sort of it. With newer ways of writing, like web series, you have much more interaction. 


With my Lesbia series, I get the pleasure of seeing people reacting to the series as it unfolds. I’ve been writing it since September 2011, so almost two years soon-ish. And in that time I’ve had the scope and support to see the story really transcend almost anything else I’ve written in terms of character depth and development. It’s an epic, in the old sense of the word, and I love it.


Nikki: Wow, it seems all of your reasons for writing f/f, are the very reasons I enjoy reading them. Awesome!

Bree and I want to thank Loki for spending time with us and answering all of our pressing questions. Here are a few more links to Lokis blogs. If you haven’t tried any of her books, give her a try. You will thank me later!

Links:   (Lesbia)  (My official site.)

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