Tell us about yourself.
I am retired and write full time from home. It's the best job I ever had. My husband, mom and our two daughters are a great support system. Two of our nieces also do a lot of promo for me. I love my husband with all my heart. I'm crazy about cats - we have two. I think orchids are the most beautiful flowers on God's green earth. There have been many ups and downs in my life, but still I feel so very blessed.
What made you chose to write erotic literature in particular? And is there any other genre you’d like to write? And if so, why?
I've been intrigued with sex and erotic lit. since I was quite young. I was about ten when I found a book about the sexual act and marriage and I was close to twelve when I found my dad's Playmate magazines. Considering the pictures in them then were very conservative, they still rocked my world. In the ten years I've been writing, I've tried my hand at a murder mystery, a vampire story, and several M/M. When I first started writing I wrote several full-length contemporary with some fairly steamy scenes. I've written in several genre, but no matter what I write it always ends up with at least one erotic scene. I can't seem to help myself - there has to be sex in every book or it simply isn't complete.
Which appears first when contemplating a new project: A character, the plot and/or the title?
That is a hard question to answer. I'd say in general it's usually the plot that comes to me first. I've been told several times I'm terrible at giving my books names. I usually give it a working name and my manager, Leslie, or my dear writing friend Marie Nicole Ryan, who is a member of my writers group, are the ones who come up with the final name. Both women are great at picking just the right name for the story.
What’s the hardest part of a novel for you to write: Beginning, middle and/or end? Why?
The middle is my nemesis. Sometimes I feel like I'm slogging through mud and I'm always afraid the middle will be boring. I have found a few good sex scenes in the middle perk things right up.
Do you have a method you use to write the sensual parts? Do you prefer the sex to be open and bold? Or left to the imagination?
I prefer the sex to be open and bold. Out there - in your face. But, I also want love and romance in my novels. In most of my novels the sex is for pleasure and to move the romance to a higher level.
Are your characters based on people you know? Or are they completely fictitious?
I can honestly say my characters are completely fictitious. To be honest - they are the people I want my husband and I to be. There is plenty of love, fun and romance in our lives and I'll leave the sex to your imagination. Let's face it - I love love and sex. They make the world go round.
Who is your favorite character, which you’ve created? And why?
Edward Declain III from Bad Blood. He's good hearted, handsome and masculine, loves his wife to distraction. He's a vampire who hates the taste of blood and wants to become a human so he will stop using his wife for sustenance.
Tell us about your latest novel.
I have 5 books coming out in the next month and I wish I could give one of them. My latest release was Bad Blood in Oct. Everything of interest regarding this book can be found on Manic Readers site.
Just for fun–
What is your favorite color(s)?
I love the color purple, the deeper and richer the color the better.
Which do you prefer a great hero or a great villain?
I prefer a great hero. I want a man who is funny, sweet, large and good looking. And, like the song said, he needs to have a 'slow hand'. I want the women in my stories to be strong, yet feminine. I don't like to write about whining or crying women if I can avoid it.
What is your favorite movie? And why?
The Beguiled with Clint Eastwood. It is a very sensuous movie, sexual without being blatant. In his young years Mr. Eastwood was very handsome and it only served to make the movie even sexier. I only saw the movie on TV a few times, so there may have been sex scenes in the theatre version, but even without the sex scenes, the story makes you melt.
If you could be anyone in the world who would it be? And why?
I would like to be Marilyn Monroe in this day and time. She was beautiful, voluptuous, and smart. She loved life and love. However, I wouldn't have fallen into the pit of vipers she fell in with. Fifty years ago women were chattel to be seen and not heard. It was expected that a woman could be used and abused all in the name of love. She was not the bimbo she always played. She really was intelligent, just unwise in her choice of men and that could have been because they promised her the world. Obviously, her way of life became too much for her in the end.
Where do you see your writing career in the next five to ten years?
I'm hoping to be able to have at least 3 novella's published a year and a notebook on the side of my desk with letters from editors asking for more.
I can dream can't I ?
Edward DeClain III married his soul mate, but there were secrets he kept from her. Clarissa, his wife of twenty-five years, loves him with all her being. She gives him everything her body and heart have to offer for she is well trained in the art of lovemaking. But still, Edward is miserable.
There is one thing keeping their marriage from being perfect; Clarissa wants children and children are the only thing he cannot give her. Edward knows his progeny will carry the vampire gene. The thought makes him ill for he wants his children to be human.
He searches the family's library looking for a cure. Somewhere there must be one. Diligence and Clarissa help him find the answer. However, he soon realizes he cannot carry through the plan without her help.
The answer is painfully clear; only in death can he be reborn. Clarissa loves her husband, but isn't sure she will be able to do her part of the plan, even if it may possibly make Edward human. Can she do the unimaginable, or will she become a widow?
Edward DeClain III climbed out of the high feather bed and strode nude, to the double French doors. Shoulders hunched, hands gripped behind his back, he stood staring out into the dark. He knew what was out there, but it didn't matter. He'd seen it all many times before. The fact he could see little or nothing didn't bother him one whit. He'd been here so long, so very long. So long in fact he'd lost count of the years.
In truth, his life and memory had begun the day he met her.
Clouds covered the moon. Gloom and doom. Suited his mood perfectly.
The woman curled up in his bed slept silent as the dead. Her long glorious hair spread out like a golden fan around her. Some of her curls covered half her precious face and much of her left shoulder. The tip of her left breast peeked out from her curls teasing and tormenting him.
His cock stirred, filling and rising, pulling his balls up tight against his body. He was exhausted. He'd given his all and she, in return, had given back as good as she got. She was a perfect lover, something that was not easy to find in this day and age. Many women protested making love was nasty and so their husbands went elsewhere for their pleasure.
He couldn't resist her siren's call. Even asleep her very soul called to him. "Eddie, darling, come to me," her soft whisper filled the room and his cock throbbed.
Her voice was only in his mind. She was dead to the world.
Edward didn't like the pun he'd just made. It was sickening.
He couldn't go on much longer. The whole thing was beginning to nauseate him. He loved his beautiful Clarissa with all his heart. The things he did to her made him ashamed and sick to his stomach.
Edward stood next to the bed and brushed Clarissa's curls away from her face. He leaned over to kiss her. His belly clenched and he gagged. Had he done that to her? Devil take him. How could he have damaged her beautiful, soft skin? It disgusted him and yet he could not stop.
His cock shriveled and flopped against his balls.
Thanks so much for stopping by, Cherie! It was really nice to have you. And I wish you the best for the future. ~ Blak Rayne