What genre do your currently write? And, is there a genre you'd like to write, but haven't tried yet?
With this pen name I write erotica/romance. Under my other pen name I’ve written YA/New Adult/Romance, Urban Fantasy & Paranormal. I like to mix things up! I’d like to write a dystopian and have some ideas. I just need to find the time to do it.
Many authors use a nom de plume, and they may use one opposite to their own sex. Do you think an author's sex or sexual orientation should dictate what genre they write?
No, but some women have a hard time writing men. They sound like women. Same with guys. Their women sound…ugh. Awful. But really that is a sign of being a bad writer more than anything else. Some of my favorite books cross the lines from author gender to character gender. I think it just means you need to really watch your “voice” and make sure it’s authentic.
Some authors have issues with character development, writer's block, plot summary etc. What is the biggest challenge you face when writing? How do you overcome the problem?
Time and distraction. I’m easily distracted. I also tend to go on massive writing binges and then sort of burn out. It’s like my mind says “enough!” and will no longer produce words until I settle down a bit. The best thing for me to do is set a schedule but also allow flexibility when writing is just not going to happen. Letting my brain rest is always a good thing. The words will come when they’re ready.
What has been the single most successful marketing tool you've used to date?
I’m a big fan of KDP on Amazon. I love to reach new readers. I’ve also participated in some joint promotional efforts with other authors that have been successful. Working with other authors seems to be a great way to reach a new audience.
What are you currently reading?
A YA book called, I Hunt Killers and its sequel The Game. It’s very dark. I like mysteries and dark humor.
How do you measure success?
Positive reviews, good sales and building a solid audience. Oh, and completing the book. Many people can write but not everyone can complete the book.
Just for fun–
What is your favourite drink? Diet Mountain Dew. By IV please.
Are you a cat or dog person? I have both, but probably dog.
Love or lust? As I get older I understand the biology of lust more. It’s fun to describe and delve into. Lust makes people do crazy things. But, personally, I’ve been lucky to have the same love in my life for many, many years.
If you could spend the day with any famous author, who would it be? And, why?
Um, I’m really not sure. I think it’s better that I stalk them from afar.
If you could indulge free of any consequences, what would be your ultimate sexual fantasy? He’s recently 20, a college sophomore and I wrote a book about all the things I would do with him already.
Author Website: https://www.facebook.com/roxy.queenTaboo
Who is he?
He’s the eighteen-year-old lifeguard at the pool.
I’m a twenty-eight-year-old woman babysitting for the summer, before going to grad school.
He’s one step away from jailbait (his birthday was eight days ago. Yes, I checked).
I’m not necessarily a cougar yet, but closer to cougar than high school girl.
He’s hot, and by hot, I mean holy crap. And by holy crap, I mean, when I first saw him, I thought he was twenty-one. Minimum.
But he’s not twenty-one. He’s eighteen and off limits. But he has this back and these shoulders and everything about him is yummy and I just want to touch him.
“Softer,” I tell him. His face moves between my thighs and his beard feels thick and scratchy. I want him so bad it hurts, but he asked me to show him, so I am. After some fumbling around and a couple moments of indecision he found his rhythm and I found mine. His tongue feels hot and perfect. But I know if I don’t come soon, he’s going to end up with sticky shorts and neither of us wants that.
“Keep going,” I encourage him, feeling the rush from doing something so dirty. So immature and illicit. I haven’t made out in the back seat of a car since high school. The fogged-over windows give a false sense of privacy, but anyone could find us. Anyone. Then his tongue hits my sweet spot and my body starts to shake and shiver, the possibility of getting caught makes the pleasure more intense.
I’ve barely come down, when I see him on his knees, his dick tenting in his trunks. I pull them down, and his cock bounces like a spring. I open my already spread legs wider, giving him the green light. He moves frantically, like he’s afraid I may change my mind.
“Calm down,” I coax.
“Ouch,” he says banging his head on the roof of the car, trying to get fully free of his shorts.
“You okay?” I ask, but I think it comes out in a mushy giggle because I’m still high from the feeling of his tongue.
“Yep,” he replies. The look of determination, plus lust on his face, confirms that a bump on the head isn’t going to keep this from happening.
“You have a condom?” I ask, but he’s already searching for one. With trembling fingers, he rummages through his glove compartment, pulling the square package out. I pluck it from his hands and tear the wrapper. “Come here.” He hovers over me in the tight space, allowing me to roll it on. He jerks a little when my fingers touch his skin, trying to control himself, and I know he won’t last long, but I don’t care, I need him as much as he needs me.
He’s quick about it once he settles down, pushing in, burying himself to the hilt. I’m glad he’s big because he isn’t skilled. His enthusiasm makes up for it, anyway. His pretty gray eyes glaze over as he gets lost in my bouncing chest, and he sucks the sharp breaths out of my mouth with his kisses. When he’s ready he grunts deep and sweet, faster and faster and faster until his face is in my neck and dirty words tumble out of his mouth.
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