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Random Thought SUNDAY

Sunday, January 15th, 2012 | Random Thought Sunday, Writing | No Comments

Gotta get through it….

What is she talking about you might be wondering. I’m thinking about a writers life and goals and everything in between. I’m not lucky enough to be a full time writer…one day I hope. So, I have to get through everything else in my life to find time to write. Husband, children, children’s activities, my other career, house, home…etc. I have to get through ALL of that to find time to write, to promote, and socialize with my readers and other writers. It’s a must if I eventually want to become that full-time writer.

To do it all, I have to set goals. I talked about goals last Sunday too. But if I don’t set goals, write them down and constantly refer back to them, I’ll never get anything done or accomplished. I belive I’ve set some realistic goals for myself this year…yes, this year! However, I’m taking them day by day, week by week so I don’t overwhelm myself.

So, if you’re a writer, do you set goals for yourself and how often? If you’re a reader, what kind of personal goals do you set for yourself?

Peace, love and sex!

Lyric

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Release Day FRIDAY!

Friday, December 30th, 2011 | Book Pimpage, Writing | No Comments

I’m hijacking “review day” Friday to tell you about MY new release…Phoenix Kiss that was released today from Elloras Cave! I’m so excited. This is this the first, but not last, paranormal shifter I’ve ever writen and it was so much fun to write. I think this story sat on my zip drive for at least a year and half before I final buckled down this summer and completed, submitted it and sold it!

Here’s the official blurb…

Layla Martin makes her living exposing all the wicked little secrets of the rich and famous. Exposing Jordan Gaines, the mysterious millionaire, is exactly the break she needs.

Jordan has spent his entire life protecting a dark secret—he’s a phoenix shapeshifter, one of the last of his kind. When he finds Layla hiding in his home after he shifts, he offers her a deal—he won’t call the police if she spends one night in his bed.

Layla believes she’s stumbled onto the story of a lifetime. Jordan thinks sleeping with Layla will discredit any exposé she plans to write. Neither expects the hours of unrelenting, primitive passion, the fast bond that forms between them or their fierce desire to keep the night from coming to an end.

And an excerpt….

Again when she touched him, it was as if a magnetic sexual current washed over him in waves. Her touch got him hard every time her hand moved over his skin? He’d known the woman all of five minutes. This wasn’t possible.

“Give me one good reason.” His eyes trained on her mouth, noticed that even without the adornment of lipstick, it was a juicy red. When her tongue slid over her lips again, he tracked the movement and instinctively wished her tongue were washing over his dick instead.

“I…I wanted to…wanted to…”

He hung up the phone and faced her. “I know what the Tattler publishes. What did you expect to find when you broke into my home? Me, involved in some type of sex fetish or BDSM games?”

Even in the dim light, he saw a flush coat her cheeks before she lowered her head.

Jordan laughed as he moved around her and strode to the chest of drawers in the right corner of his room. “But that’s not what you found, is it? Now you have something much more and you expect me to let you walk out of my house and tell the world what I am?”

He opened the top drawer, pulled out a pair of soft and worn cotton pajama pants. “But if I call the police, tell them I caught you in my house and they arrest you, how credible will your story be then?”

She looked up and frowned and began to twist and twine the poor little black shirt all over again.

“They’ll assume you’re either a stalker or one of the many reporters I’ve spurned over the years out for revenge.”

Not that each and every one of them didn’t deserve it. After his guardian was ruined because of one simple byline, one slipup, he knew he’d never put himself in the same position. He’d never expected one of them to be so bold as to break into his home.

Now he had to do some damage control. That’s what he paid a publicist for but even she couldn’t get him out of this shit. No, he’d have to take care of this little scandal all by himself.

“What will your editor say to you? What will he ask?” He pretended to ponder this. “Where’s your proof? Did you get a picture? Did I admit it? Your answer to all those questions will be a resounding…” He paused for effect. Her brow began to narrow and her lips pursed. “No.”

“But I know what I saw,” she whispered.

“That may be so but you have no proof, Layla,” he said quietly before stepping in front of her again, towering over her small, voluptuous frame. “Your word against mine? You know who I am? You’re going to tell the world that I’m a shapeshifting phoenix, with absolutely not one shred of proof?” He shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

Jordan reached up and caressed her from just below her ear, around her cheek to her pouting lip. Her tongue darted out to lick him and she gasped, stepping back, her eyes widening with disbelief.

Right then and there, he knew exactly how he was going to play this little game with Ms. Layla Martin. He advanced on her again but when she stepped away, the backs of her legs met his bed.

Although he hadn’t seen a wedding ring on her finger, he asked anyway. “Are you married?” Not that he gave a damn. But he might as well get it out of the way.

“No,” she said, shaking her head back and forth as she took short, shallow breaths. Her voice was low and slightly husky and so damn sexy it made his dick jump.

He could see her pulse thumping in her throat. Being this close to him unnerved her. Her body caused every wicked thought he could conjure to roam around his brain. She was a very beautiful woman, after all. Even though she was dressed completely in black, he could still appreciate her generous curves, the luscious breasts, the very round bottom he’d cupped earlier. One very decadent, sexy package.

His fingers tingled with the desire to remove the band from around the ponytail she wore and slide through her thick hair before he gripped the back of her head and moved his mouth over hers.

But that was impossible.

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Download your copy today!

http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9741-phoenix-kiss.aspx

Peace, love and sex!

Lyric :-)

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Ten Line TUESDAY

Tuesday, December 13th, 2011 | Ten Line Tuesday, Writing | No Comments

Today I’m going to give you a sneak peak at my upcoming release, Phoenix Kiss, coming soon from Ellora’s Cave! I just finished my second round of “killer” edits…and I do mean brain cell killer…for real…but I adore my editor though. The way she edits has really made me pay attention to things as I write, which I hope will make me a “cleaner” writer. So, here goes…

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With a tentative touch, she pressed her palm in the middle of his back and inched it down slowly, enjoying the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips, the muscles, the indentations. There was a thin, five-inch scar just below his right deltoid muscle that she traced with her middle finger. Other than that one mark, his skin was perfection.

Steam billowed up in the space as hot, almost boiling water, exactly the way she liked it, hit every inch of her body. The soap from his hair crept over her fingers as she began to rub her hands down the middle of his spine, moving from his upper back to his lower and stopping above the perfect ass she’d admired earlier.

After a moan, he turned around and her gaze swung up to meet his. It was intense and dark and his eyes glittered with desire as his dick rubbed over her stomach.

Layla gulped.

His eyes never left hers as he grabbed a white sponge, one of two hanging from a small clip on the wall, and began to lather it with soap. “Your turn.”

He turned her around and began to bathe her, moving down her back, over her shoulders, down her arms, never saying a word.

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What do you think? You like it? To whet your appetite more…I’ve included the cover too.

Isn’t it gorgeous! Be sure to let me know what you think about the excerpt and the cover.

Peace, love and sex!

Lyric

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Ten Line TUESDAY

Tuesday, November 1st, 2011 | Ten Line Tuesday, Work In Progress, Writing | No Comments

Today’s ten lines come from a Xmas story I’m working on, Under The Mistletoe. It’s unedited and it’s the follow up story to Halloween Wish.

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History repeated itself all over again, except this time…this time, he’d kissed her. He wanted to do it again. The instant his mouth swooped down, she sucked him in like a vacuum and his mind began to swirl. Her arms were up and around his neck, her fingers threading through his hair as she tangled and twisted her tongue with his. He’d been waiting for this moment to happen again for a very long time.  Neal thought he remembered what Jorja tasted like, how it felt to kiss her, but the kiss he shared with her when he was twenty-years old, paled in comparison to this.

Her lips were soft and warm and she simmered with the flavor of hot chocolate. She sighed, or was it him.

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Peace, love and sex!

Lyric

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Self Promotion SATURDAY

Saturday, October 29th, 2011 | Self Promotion Saturday, Writing | No Comments

Well…it IS my blog for goodness sake so I should be able to “pimp” myself a little bit…shouldn’t I? Of course you say. I want to hear ALL about YOUR books Lyric!

:-)

Blameless self promotion Saturday will be dedicated to me, myself, and I, whether I’m pimping one of my own books, I’m blogging somewhere, chatting somewhere…etc.

Today’s post is book pimpage. My newest book has been released from Cobblestone Press!

This is the first installment of my holiday themed stories of women taking a chance, their last chance, to find love.

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Last Chance means the freedom to act out any fantasy, on any desire.

There are no rules.

No boundaries.

It could be a last chance at love.

Halloween Wish

For Jordan Keys, a neighbors Halloween party is her last chance to fulfill a desire that has fueled her dreams for years, to spend one night in the arms of Kaden James. When she put on her genie costume, she never expected Kaden to ask her for the one wish she’s always wanted. But when the night is over, will a Halloween wish be the beginning or the end, after they discover that one night may never be enough to make all their wishes come true.

 Check it out at Cobblestone Press

http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/halloweenwish.htm

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Ten Line TUESDAY

Tuesday, October 25th, 2011 | Ten Line Tuesday, Work In Progress, Writing | No Comments

What I will do on Ten Line Tuesday is post ten lines from a current WIP (Work In Progress) that I’m working on to wet your appetite for an upcoming story by yours truly.  The following ten lines come from a novel I’m working on called And Then Some. It’s a menage. Oh yeah baby! My first time writing one. It’s been an interesting couple of months trying to work in the thoughts and feelings of “three” main characters. I’m working it out though. Wish me luck!

This is completely unedited. Don’t be too harsh on me :-) Here goes…

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“One time. The only time. It’s not going to happen again and when you and Morgan finish my yard, I don’t see a reason we have to see each other ever again.”

There he went with the stalking again.

This time when he pressed her back against the wall it was fear she felt, not for her life or anything like that. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her. But what she was in danger of becoming was addicted to him and his brother, to the pleasure they could offer her, and she wouldn’t let that happen again. From firsthand experience she knew what addictive personalities could do to a person.

“Let me remind you of something,” he said before he lifted her off her feet and sat her on the table. And before she could do anything but moan, he’d pulled her skirt up around her
waist, he was on his knees and between her legs.

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So…what do you think? You like it?

Peace, love and sex!

Lyric

 

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Lyric’s Back!

Sunday, October 23rd, 2011 | Random Thought Sunday, Writing | No Comments

That’s right! You heard it right from me. I. Am. BACK!

Back to blogging!

Back to writing!

Where have I been you ask? Well, no where in particular. Life just…kinda of took over. BUT, I’ve decided that life is too short to not do something…commit to something you’re passionate about. And I’m passionate about the written word, writing…my writing. So, this summer I brushed the cobwebs off my computer, pulled out my zip drive and not only wrote, but SOLD two stories! That’s right. So, look for some new stories from me real soon…like this week actually! Halloween Wish, an erotic contemporary romance will release this week from Cobblestone Press. Phoenix Kiss, an erotic paranormal romance will release in the near future from Ellora’s Cave.

So get ready for some new stuff from Lyric. I’m letting my imagination fly and I want to share it with all of you. :-)

As for blogging…I plan to do it every day from here on out unless something unforeseen happens. But, I’m not a random thoughts type of girl. What I mean by that is that I’m not the type of person who just has something “elightening” to say every single day. I need a theme! So, with that, I’ve come up with topic days for each day of the week.

  • Random Thought SUNDAY
  • Movie MONDAY
  • Ten Line TUESDAY
  • Wicked WEDNESDAY
  • THURSDAY Thirteen
  • Book Review FRIDAY
  • Self Promotion SATURDAY

Be sure and drop by and get me a shout! I love visitors!

Peace, Love & Sex,

Lyric

 

 

 

Writing and Such

Monday, November 10th, 2008 | Writing | No Comments

Well, my goal on Monday’s is to give a little update on what I’m writing and my progress thus far. I have all these goals and lofty ambitions for the next six months or so. Hopefully my brain and my fingers can keep up. I’m in the middle of a Valentine’s story that I want to submit to Cobblestone Press that has to be in by Saturday, the 15th. But, I’m stuck. I hate it when that happens. I think I know where I want the story to go but then a brain freeze comes along and I’m no where. I’m a little over 8K in and I want to get to around 12K but where I am in the story right now…ugh…it just won’t come to me. But, I’m working on it and I’m not going to let a little thing called writers block stop me. I haven’t submitted anything in like…for-eva…and that’s driving me nuts all by itself. I know both my publishers are like…what’s wrong with her? I have to finish this story by Saturday. I’m have to. I’m determined.

Wish me luck.

Hello!