Showing posts with label BDSM. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BDSM. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Dual Duties Today

One of my favorite things in the world is to watch snow fall then stand out in it at night and listen to the absolute silence that it leaves. It's as if the snow absorbs all sounds and muffles anything that might try to intrude. I always feel so peaceful when I can do that and it's been nearly ten years since there's been enough snow for me to do that. Today, I got my favorite thing and I'll be standing out in it in a few hours. :-)

I'm so excited that Their Independent Submissive is on pre-order already. Book five of the Knights in Black Leather series was so much fun to write because of Darla's son,  Tommy. He was fun and challenging to write. He's eight years old and loves baseball.

You can pre-order it at Bookstrand. It will be released for download on March 6th. Follow the above link and read more about Darla and Tommy and the two Alpha Marines who want to claim her.



While you're there looking around, remember that Their Forever Home, Book 13 of Men of the Border Lands is available for download now.

With those still living in the East slowly moving deeper into the West, lawlessness and danger is at an all time high for families, especially those with women. More and more of the original families are moving deeper into the Border Lands and joining up with a community working together to keep each other safe and provide a better life for themselves.

Vella has left a commune she never felt safe in and Lance and Carver are teaming up to locate this place they've heard about in hopes they will be allowed to stay. Their chances would be a lot better if they had a complete family, but women are hard to find these days. Imagine their surprise when Lance fishes one out of the swollen creek one day.

You can follow the diary entries of Jane on my forum. She's giving us a deeper look into what these pioneers have to face on a day to day basis. You can read the entries here on my webpage, www.marlamonroe.com    Here 

Remember you can get all but the last two books at Amazon here.
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Until later,

Marla Monroe

Thursday, January 29, 2015

COVER REVEAL


My cover is out for book 5 in the Knights in Black Leather series. I love it and want to know what you guys think?

 

I think it's tasteful without losing the sexiness of the book. At the same time, it's not cheesy or have put together body parts.

Be sure to follow my forum on my website for more fun and future excerpts. Also, today and maybe tomorrow, I'm having a cover reveal prize give away! All you have to do is comment here or on Facebook what you think about the cover. The winner will receive a surprise swag gift.

Don't miss out today!

Marla

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

GUEST POST FOR Normandie Alleman on Poor Little Daddy's Girl

Meet the Dream Cast for
 
 
Poor Little Daddy's Girl
 
Twenty-four-year-old Charmaine Bainbridge appears to have it all—beauty, fame, and tremendous wealth—yet behind all the glitz and glamor hides a sad little girl who has been abandoned by every man she’s ever loved.
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Meet Normandie Alleman.  A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, an adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull.



 
 
Poor Little Daddy's Girl
When firefighter Hunter Baldwin saves Charmaine from a fire in her penthouse apartment—a blaze started by her own carelessness—he’s appalled by her nonchalant attitude. Forced to carry her to safety, he throws her over his shoulder, but not before correcting her behavior with a well-deserved spanking. Something about Charmaine arouses him deeply, and it isn’t just her gorgeous looks. This girl needs to be firmly corrected and thoroughly dominated, and a part of Hunter demands that he be the one to take her in hand.
Though he’s used to charging into burning buildings on a daily basis, Hunter knows taming Charmaine’s wild ways may prove to be his greatest challenge yet. Undeterred, he takes on the role of Charmaine’s daddy dom in hopes of breaking down her defenses and healing her wounds. But can she bring herself to open her heart to him, or will she remain the lonely little rich girl forever?





Oh how fun it is to dream up a cast for your book! It’s an author’s dream task. Here’s who I’d love to see starring in the film version of Poor Little Daddy’s Girl. Charmaine would have to be played by the stunning Mena Suvari. Mena exemplified the “naughty little sexpot” in American Beauty and she just looks like she could be a wealthy socialite/local celebrity and party girl.

 

Jason Lewis (the stunning suitor from Sex & the City who almost tamed Samantha) would make a brilliant Hunter. Handsome and buff, Jason also excels as the strong, silent type who is capable of letting his woman take center stage. He’s also surprisingly grounded, just like our favorite firefighting Daddy Dom, Hunter.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
Poor Little Daddy’s Girl is the third book in the Daddy’s Girl Series and I’d love to cast even more of the series characters, most notably Taye Diggs as the flamboyant Dallas Vipers wide receiver Natron Dakers (Daddy’s Game), and Matt Bomer as Daddy Morebucks himself (James) from the first book.
 
Curious which characters would be played by Kate Hudson, Henry Cavill, and Idena Menzel? Check out my Daddy’s Girl Pinterest Board. http://www.pinterest.com/NormandieA/the-daddys-girls-series/
Excerpt
Charmaine robotically fastened her seat belt, dazed from the passionate kiss Hunter had just planted on her. Whew, her legs had gone all Jell-O on her, and she’d been afraid she might slide to the ground. A side effect from her concussion last weekend or pure lust? Difficult to determine.
“Where will you take me next?” Usually she would have told him where she wanted to go, but for some reason, tonight it pleased her to let Hunter take charge of their evening.
“I thought we could go back to my place. You still haven’t received that punishment I owe you.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Her heart sunk. A punishment? That didn’t sound like a fun time at all. She was no pain slut, and she had a feeling he would inflict some pain if given the opportunity. Using her safe word was always an option. Nah, she couldn’t have him thinking he was too much for her.
“Fine,” she said, trying to keep her voice as neutral as possible.
When they got to his place they took the rattle-y old elevator to his apartment. Once inside, Charmaine felt the buzz of happiness. His place was growing on her.
“Why don’t you go into the bedroom and take off your clothes,” Hunter said as casually as if he asked her to hand him a paper towel.
“Just like that?” she asked in a voice that dripped sarcasm.
“Just like that.”
Her heart rate sped up. How arrogant could he be, just assuming she was going to get naked for him? Who did he think he was? Clearly he didn’t know she had considered standing him up tonight.
“You should at least offer me a drink,” she snipped.
“I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Would you like some water, Charmaine?”
“Water?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I was thinking beer or some wine…”
“I’m sure you were but you’ve had enough to drink tonight, tiger.”
“You’re an ass, you know that?” she asked, pressing her lips together in anger.
“So I’ve been told. Do you want some water or not?”
“Ugh. Fine, I’ll take some, but I’m not getting undressed!” She huffed loudly and went to sit in the ugly recliner, trying to shut out the pictures in her head of the way he’d pleasured her there. She wanted to stay mad at him.
He brought her a glass of water with two ice cubes in it. She took a sip then set the glass down on the coffee table. Hunter tilted her chin up toward him. “Hey,” he said.
She gave him a pronounced pout. “What?”
“Don’t be like that,” he chided her.
“Like what?” she said, sticking her lower lip out as far as it could go.
“All pouty and bratty, like a naughty little girl.”
“Why? What will you do?” she said, her interest growing.
“I might have to spank you with my belt.”
“With your belt?” Her blue eyes grew huge.
He nodded. “Now, please go into the bedroom and take off your clothes. If you don’t want to take off your top you may leave on your blouse, but off with your skirt and no panties.”
The way he’d taken control of the situation, firmly yet gently, captivated her. “Well, since you asked nicely…” she said and went into the bedroom where she took off all of her clothes. Unsure what to do next, she lay down on her tummy on the bed.
She heard him come into the room, then heard the “ziiiiiiip” as he yanked his belt out of his belt loops. No one had ever hit her with a belt before, and she wasn’t sure she could take it. Remember you have a safe word—Kimberly’s advice rang in her ears, and she took a deep breath. Breathing always helped her get through a spanking.
“Charmaine, what are you being punished for?”
She wanted to roll her eyes and offer a smartass retort, but she squashed her obnoxious side and answered dutifully, “For not following your instructions after the car wreck.”
“That is correct. Anything else?”
“Being bratty?”
“Exactly.”
She lay there, quietly on the bed for several minutes trying not to tense up her muscles, a challenge since any second she anticipated a leather strap would wallop her butt.
Then it came. The impact of the belt cracking against her buttocks. Ouch! It hurt, but not as badly as she’d expected. She exhaled and reminded herself not to hold her breath.
Another swat came down, this time she could actually feel the supple texture of the leather against her backside. It made an impression that was both pleasurable and painful at the same time. She writhed on the bed, eager to experience more.
“See? It’s not so bad is it?”
“No, sir.”
Thwap! The slapping sound resonated throughout the room.
Thwap! The lashes were beginning to sting. She imagined her bottom must be turning pink by this point, and she was getting wetter as her arousal built.
Thwack! That one hit lower on her ass and she prayed he wouldn’t go onto her thighs. Thigh spankings could be killers.
Fortunately, Hunter was no sadist, and he kept his swats to her rear end.
His smacks were starting to burn, and now she made a small cry with each one.
He must have realized she was getting close to her limit because with one final whack he asked, “What have you learned from this?”
“To listen to what you say, do what you ask, and not be bratty.”
He sat down heavy on the bed next to her. “That about sums it up.” He curled his body next to her and rubbed his palm over her reddened flesh which now felt like it was on fire. His caresses served as a salve, mitigating the pain, and she moved to press her naked body against his clothed one.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said playfully.
“You’re welcome, Kitten.”
She stroked his cheek with her hand. “Kitten?”
“Yeah. You’re a tiger most of the time, but when I tame you, you turn into the most adorable little kitten.” Her heart fluttered in her chest, and her pussy throbbed with need. At that moment there was nothing in the entire world she wanted more than to be his kitten.
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Publisher’s Note: Poor Little Daddy’s Girl is the third book in the Daddy’s Girl series. It incorporates characters from the first two books in the series, but it is a stand-alone novel. This book includes spankings, sexual scenes, BDSM content, and more.
 
Buy Links:
Coming soon to Blushing Books!
You can watch the book trailer for the Daddy’s Girls Series, Books 1-3 here: http://youtu.be/HKslEJO9tGI 
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Friday, May 2, 2014

BDSM Keeps The Wheels Going Round! Bound by Their Kisses Out Today!

This is book four in my Knights In Black Leather Series.
Tessa Green isn’t looking for one man much less two, but Zander Keys and Tag Hodges aren’t taking no for an answer where she’s concerned. She’s just getting on her feet after fleeing one controlling boyfriend. Why would she risk her hard won independence with two Doms? They are members of the local BDSM club and the epitome of controlling men.

Zander and Tag know Tessa is the woman for them the moment they saw her. She’s gorgeous even if she is on the thin side, but a little tender loving care would take care of that. They try to convince her to go out but find she’s not willing to take the chance. After nearly a year of keeping their distance, they set out to show her that allowing someone to care for her and dominate her pleasure isn’t the same thing as dictating her life.

Can they convince her before she runs again?
http://www.bookstrand.com/node/869063

Comment on what BDSM means to you or what you think about it here or on my Facebook pages to be entered in the drawing for prizes!

What do you think about BDSM? It means different things to different people. For some, it's just a fun thing to play around with to spice things up in the bedroom. But for others, its a very serious way of life—a lifestyle that holds ritual and meaning for them.

From playing around with restraints to using a light flogger though isn't anything to play around with. Always remain aware, stay safe, and never, ever play with anyone you don't know or is well known by a trusted friend. Remember, Safe, Sane Consensual.

When working with restraints, always keep a pair of scissors strong enough to cut through the restraints in use and make sure there is enough room that the circulation isn't cut off.

Number one! No drinking and flogging! Not for the top or the bottom, the Dom or the sub. Never drink when you play. It is just too dangerous!

Now for an excerpt!

Zander chuckled when she opened her mouth then closed it, at a loss as to what to say to that. Then he none too gently dropped her on the bed to bounce once before Tag covered her with his big body. She squealed when he buried his face between her breasts and growled. Then all fun and games disappeared as both men settled down to explore and taste every inch of her body.
“So sweet and soft,” Zander murmured as he nuzzled her neck, licking and kissing his way from her ear down to her shoulder. “I can’t wait to find out what your pussy tastes like, kitten.”
“She’s going to drive me crazy until I get inside of her,” Tag told him.
Tessa couldn’t figure out how they were able to talk when she didn’t have anything under her mouth and yet she still couldn’t manage a syllable. The moment they got down to business, all rational thought left her mind and her tongue’s dexterity in forming words had disappeared. They were doing wild and amazing things to her already. What in the hell would happen to her when they finally fucked her?
Tag licked and nipped at her breasts, making sure that his hands stayed just as busy as his mouth. They plumped and squeezed until he finally closed his lips over one nipple and sucked. Then the fingers of one hand found and teased the other nipple at the same time. When he gently nipped at the one in his mouth, his fingernails pulled at the other one. Tessa arched her back and groaned, unsure why she didn’t just come on the spot from his breast play alone.
Combined with Zander’s suck and bite along her neck and shoulders, it was too much. Her pussy leaked her juices enough that she felt it seep around to the crack of her ass. She needed them to take her, now, while she was aching so hotly for them. If they didn’t, Tessa was positive that something inside of her would break. She felt wound tighter than a windup toy that had been left unsprang for too long.
“Please. Do something. I need you,” she panted.
“Oh, baby. We haven’t even gotten started good yet.” Tag’s words sounded more like a warning or a threat than they did anything else.
Zander’s chuckle didn’t comfort her either. What did they want from her? Were they trying to drive her insane? She was already there. All that was missing was the padded room and straitjacket.
“I can’t stand it any longer. I need to taste her juices. I can smell her, and it’s got my cock so hard I’m going to be able to trace the zipper pattern on it from my jeans.” Zander pushed back from her and disappeared from sight.
Tag chuckled. “Take them off, man. They’ll just slow you down later anyway.”
She could hear Zander off to the side then the sound of more rifling of clothing. She could almost see him in her head, stripping out of the denim to reveal his stiff, hard cock and heavy balls. She’d never seen them, but imagined from the way he’d felt pressed against her that he was quite large.
The bed dipped at her feet and hot skin pressed between her thighs, shoving them wider apart. Zander was there. Right next to her aching pussy. She felt a puff of warm air across the wet sensitive lips just before his tongue laved her from slit to clit.
“Fuck!” Nothing could have stopped her from crying out or the moan that followed.
“Later, kitten. Right now I’m enjoying my delicious treat for being such a good boy and giving you time to get to know us,” Zander said in a husky, strained voice. “And you do taste good, so very good.”
“Lick her dry, Z. When I get ready for my treat, we’ll make her come so I can have some,” Tag told him.
“Oh, I plan to. There’s no way I’m leaving one drop of her honey to go to waste.”
Tessa thought she’d come just from their words. They were going to destroy her. She’d never survive them should they be teasing her about having a relationship. There would be no need to leave town and find another place to settle to start over. She’d just shrivel up and die.
“Oh, God!” Tessa gasped when Zander spread her pussy lips to spear her slit with his tongue. The mild friction was just strong enough to have her squirming to get closer but not nearly enough to give her any relief.
“Help me keep her still, Tag. She’s squirming like a little piglet down here.” Zander’s mild chuckle didn’t soften her outrage at being compared to a pig.
“Pig? Did you just call me a pig?” she huffed out.
“Baby pigs are cute, Tessa. All pink and squirmy, just like you,” Zander said.
Tag moved slightly so that his upper body helped hold her abdomen still. It didn’t stop him from his almost obsessive worship of her breasts with his hands and mouth. They seemed to always be aware of what the other was doing, because when Tag caught one nipple between his teeth and tugged on it, flicking it with his tongue, Zander followed suit with her clit, driving her to the brink of climax before backing off again.
Over and over they played with her, until she begged them to let her come. Zander hummed his approval of her seeping juices, thrusting two fingers into her cunt to stroke along the sensitive tissues until she was sure she’d go mad with need. The way he tongued her clit had her pumping her hips as much as she was able with Tag laying across her abdomen.
Finally, as if they’d planned it, the two men coordinated their efforts so that Tessa’s mind went numb from the explosion of pleasure that coursed through her body from their attentions. Tag flattened one nipple against the roof of his mouth while he pinched the other one. Zander sucked hard on her clit as he stroked her sweet spot inside her wet cunt.
She was sure she screamed their names, but for the life of her, Tessa couldn’t remember as she panted through the amazing sensations flooding her body.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Things to Come...

Hey, everyone! I want to remind everyone about Ellie's Wounded Heroes, available now at http://www.bookstrand.com/ellies-wounded-heroes . 

Also, I am happy to say my newest book Bound by Their Kisses, which is book 4 of the Knights in Black Leather series, will be available on May 2nd! It is already on pre-order at http://www.bookstrand.com/bound-by-their-kisses .

Speaking of my Knights in Black Leather series, it's a BDSM series. Which brings me to... I will be attending the first of its kind BDSM Writers Con in New York! It will be August 21-24th. It includes 40 hours of workshops and live demos, a BDSM club night, an award ceremony, a reader-writer mix and mingle, and book signings. AND, if you are an aspiring author of BDSM books, they are having a book contest. The winner gets a BOOK CONTRACT! Not to mention the book signing event is FREE.
Picture courtesy Captured Erotica

To learn more about the first BDSM Writers Con, visit http://bdsmwriterscon.com/ .

Thursday, February 13, 2014

The Importance of Feeding Your Human


http://www.bookstrand.com/node/866684
Sometimes we get all caught up with research, plotting, and writing to the point that we forget that the human side of us needs a break sometimes. No matter how much we eat, live, and breathe writing, there comes a time that we all need something different for a change. For some of us, we naturally take periodic breaks to relax, read something fun, watch a fun movie, or take a family vacation without the computer. Yeah, right. Not happening here either.

My poor human side gets very little time away from writing. The time I do take usually still has something to do with writing in some form or fashion. For example, I’m going on a long weekend out of town where I will meet up with my writers group that I’m a member of and discuss writing as well as catch up on how everyone is doing. I’ll also take some time to visit a couple of friends that don’t write but always in the back of my mind is that part of me that is cataloguing everything in case I can use it later in a book.
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Even after I’ve visited with my friends, I’ll be going back to my hotel room to write. I’d never get any sleep if I didn’t write some before going to bed. It’s a habit so engrained in me now that if I try to break it, I fear I’d go insane. What will happen when I’m too old to see well enough to write or have such bad arthritis that I can’t hold a pen or use a keyboard? My mind will slowly implode. Then again, maybe I’ll just go happily into that amazing world inside my brain and live out the remainder of my days there.

The point is that if I didn’t do something to relieve some of the constant pressure to write, write, write, I would go stale and my writing would ultimately suffer. Just feeding my muse all the new things I find for it isn’t enough. The human side of us has to be, well, human at times. Remember, we might drive the obsessions, the passions, and the finance side of things, but our human is only human and if he or she gets sick, we all suffer.
 

So remember to feed your human different ideas, experiences, and other human interaction. Becoming a monk or, in my case, a hermit at times, isn’t a good thing. As much as I would love to bury myself in a little cabin in the woods with damn good satellite Internet but not much else, just so I could write uninterrupted, it would eventually lead to my demise as an author and ultimately as a human.

Find something that gets you out of your little hidey-hole at least two or three times a year and take advantage of it. Keep your muse looking and smelling fresh so that your writing remains exciting and unique to you.

Marla Monroe
@MarlaMonroe1

 

 

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Decisions, Decisions



How do you choose where you will go each year? There are so many conventions, conferences, and workshops out there to choose from. I’m totally overwhelmed! I want to go to them all. If I went to even half of them, I’d get nothing written though.

How do you decide where to go? Here is what I do.

·       I put them all on one calendar with where they are located

·       I put the cost of the convention on it

·       I put the general cost of travel/hotel on it.

·       I cross out anything that is just too expensive for me to handle.

·       I highlight all of the ones I’ve gone to in the past that seemed to show me a good return on my investment. (# of books sold during that week and the week after, number of hits and friends on my website and Facebook during that week and the week after, and compare it to the cost to see what my ratio of cost to potential sells is.)

·       I highlight in another color those that I’ve been to where I didn’t see quite the same results.

·       I put an * by those I’ve never, ever been to that are in a place I’ve never been, like, say Seattle, Washington or Idaho.

·       I choose the three main ones that I plan to go to based on if I can be a featured author and/or give a workshop/sit on a panel.

·       Then I cross off all the others in that month. I can’t go to more than one in a month. Tried that and have the nervous breakdown report to prove it.

·       Next, I check with all the rest to see if I can present or give a workshop or panel and go from there. If I can, I pick out those in areas I’ve not been to for a new experience and chance at reaching new readers. I cross out all of the rest in that month.

·       I don’t go to workshops or conventions in November or December unless they are one day affairs near me.

·       If I get a personal request from a reader, I try to accommodate them since they rock! And they took the time to contact me. If it is possible, I will come. If not for the entire thing, then maybe for a day to visit with that reader.

·       If I get a request from a convention/workshop coordinator to be a featured author or workshop presenter, I will try to work those in as well. That is always an honor to be asked out of thousands and thousands of other authors out there.

So, I now have about five maybe six workshops/conventions I’m planning to attend. That’s six weeks out of every year that I get very little writing down which means I have to double up the rest of the year! Yikes!  How do I do that?

Well, I cut out things that a lot of people do without even thinking about it most every day.

·       I don’t watch TV—at all! End of story. I plow through the news on my computer for top stories that I need to know about. I listen to other people talk about news when I’m commuting, eating, or otherwise occupied but hear them chattering.

·       I buy/rent/stream movies and TV series that are of interest to me for writing such as Sons of Anarchy and Dexter and Gigolos and True Blood to watch short takes when I’m writing that particular genre for inspiration, to get in the mindset, and for entertainment. But only short bits, like one episode at a time.

·       I listen to books on tape in my genres whenever I’m in my car when I’m alone or exercising, using my MP3 player.

·       I read at doctor’s offices, waiting on appointments, on planes, at railroad tracks, red lights, stop signs…well you understand. I don’t normally take a few hours every day to read. I need to write. Sometimes I will have an excellent weekend of writing and reward myself with half a day of reading. Those days are rare and very, very special!

·       I shop on line and have everything except perishables delivered to the house so I don’t waste time browsing at the store for things I don’t need and can’t afford anyway only to waste even more time waiting in long annoying checkout lines.

·       I make the most out of any non-writing time I take. For example, if I’m going to have to get up to go to the bathroom, I also get a refill on my water, drop off dirty clothes, and pick up any mail, and folded clothes to be put away.  If I have to leave to go somewhere, I plan my trip so that I don’t waste time doubling back for other errands, like going to the bank, post office, pharmacy, etc.

·       I have a unique work schedule since I work at the EDJ Monday through Wednesday from 6:30am till 6:30pm. Then I’m off Thursday through Sunday’s to write. I do edits, promo, and the business side of things after work on Mondays thru Wednesdays until 10pm. Then I’m off to bed. On Thursday’s through Sundays, I write, write, write. Yes, things interrupt me that have to be handled, but everyone has that. Plus, it keeps me from getting stiff sitting in my chair for 12 hours a day non-stop!

So, that’s how I make up for going to conventions and workshops five or six times a year. I do one other thing that helps make up my word counts. I schedule a week’s “vacation” where I go to my writing retreat where there’s nothing to interrupt me (for the most part) and I’m alone and can write non-stop. I also schedule one or two long weekends at my writing retreat for the same thing.

Is this the best way to do it? I highly doubt it. No two authors are the same. All of us are unique, which is why we have so many different writing styles and ideas. What works for me won’t work for someone else. What works for them, wouldn’t work for me.

Some of you are going to read this and think one of two things.
1) I don’t really do this. I’m just making it up. Many of my colleagues will tell you, that yes, I really do live like this. I’m different from others. I don’t have children. (I do have my parents living with me) I don’t have a big social live, but I do have writer friends who I talk with and visit occasionally. It’s not for everyone or even a few others. If I’m not writing, I feel guilty and get nervous and the voices in my head start talking about ways to torture me. Believe me. You don’t want my voices discussing the merits of one technique of torture over another!

2) You’re going to say I’m crazy and probably an introvert. Well, you’re right. I am crazy and an introverted hermit except when I’m at conventions and workshops. Then I will talk your ear off because I haven’t had anyone to talk to for about the last forty-five weeks!!!

Okay, I got off on a tangent. Choosing what conventions and workshops to attend isn’t easy and more than likely, something will come up to throw you off just when you thought you had it all worked out. That’s okay. Another opportunity will come up.  I’m posting my planned 2014 schedule on my website www.marlamonroe.com and here. Just be for-warned.
Sh*t Happens!

For a complete list of all Conventions/Conferences/ Workshops that I’ve got information on, check back later and I’ll post a link to my spreadsheet.

For all of you wonderful readers out there, have a great week and hope to hear from you sometime. Maybe I will even meet you at a con.

For all of you busy writers, don’t change your process if it works. If you see something you like that someone else does, try tweaking your process and if it doesn’t work, go back to your original method. You don’t lose anything by trying something new, but you might miss out on something if you don’t.
 
 
 March 21-22, 2014
MidSouth Con
Memphis, TN at Hilton Memphis
939 Ridgelake Blvd. Memphis, TN  38120

April 9-13, 2014
Las Vegas, Nevada
Details Coming Soon
 
June 19-22, 2014
RomCon Denver, CO
Crowne Plaza, Denver Airport
 
July 23-26, 2014
Romance Writers of American Convention
34th Annual Conference
San Antonio Marriott Rivercenter & Marriott Riverwalk
In San Antonio, TX
 
August 21-26, 2014
BDSM Writers Conference
New York, NY Manhattan
Hotel TBA Later
Check out my BDSM Author Page
 
September 18-21, 2014
RAW
Lora Leigh’s Reader Appreciation Weekend
Hagerstown, Maryland
Website to follow soon
 
October 9-12, 2014
Destiny Blaine’s Writing Workshop & Reader Rally
LaQuinta Inn and Suites
10150 Airport Parkway
Kingsport, TN  37663