I’ve asked some authors I know and enjoy to talk about their first writing experiences, how they started and maybe even share some tips with all of us. Here is one of those authors and her story …
A long time ago—or so it seems—my daughter was in kindergarten and hated reading. Gasp! She would scream and cry, yelling that she would never be able to read. That was unacceptable to me, since I’ve always loved reading. I couldn’t imagine a child of mine not enjoying reading. So, I set out to change her mind. I wrote a book for her involving her and her unicorn. I took pictures to include in the story as well, and printed it all out. She read the book many times, and gave reading a chance. Now, she loves to read, and has an ever growing to-read pile like her mother.
As I was also on maternity leave with my second child at that time, I decided to try and write some stories for myself while my son had tummy time, or played in his room. I would sit in the doorway and write, keeping an eye on him, while doing something for myself.
Gaining ground in the publishing world has definitely been an uphill battle. While we often hear about the overnight success stories, we don’t hear about those who have been struggling for years, but keep writing because they love it. There are so many decisions to make, like what genre, whether you want to go indie, small pub, or New York published, and things to learn along the way. And it never ends, because this industry is constantly changing.
My first story was published back in 2011 with Decadent Publishing. I had joined the Six Sentence Sunday (now defunct) group, and one of the other authors told me about a new line at her publisher. She thought I might be able to add my alien flare. So, I gave it a try, and wrote Celestial Seduction. The story was accepted and published later that year. I have wrote many stories since then, many for Decadent, and others that I have self-published. I even had a book published with another publisher, but the company no longer exists, and I was lucky enough to get my rights back before the owner disappeared.
It hasn’t been easy along the way, but I’ve learned so much. I’m still learning every day. And it’s interesting to write this post at a time when I’m about to take my writing in a somewhat new direction. I’ve written many short stories, but I’m going for novels now.
Some tips that I would give new writers would be…
- Set baby step goals. They are much easier to achieve. And they will still help you get to your bigger goal in the end. There will simply be fewer disappointments.
- Always be willing to learn. Enough said.
- Make friends with your readers. They are often very loyal, and give you the support you need along the way.
- Connect with other authors. In person if possible. I have a local group that I meet with. We don’t critique or anything, but talk about the industry, what’s working for us, and what’s not. It’s a great way to get new ideas, and encouragement when dealing with those who don’t understand the industry. I have learned so much!
A 1Night Stand story
By Jessica E. Subject
Erotic Sci-Fi Romance
At the end of his obligated commitment to the Space Service, Frey Berger decides to stay on Earth to further experience human emotions rather than return to Ginnun where his intended has already mated with another. Looking for real love and someone to accept him for what he is, Frey enlists in Madame Evangeline’s popular dating service. Although he does not understand the concept of a one-night stand, he hopes to find his perfect mate.
Carrie Cooper’s husband divorced her for someone who could provide him with children, leaving her with little self-confidence and no desire to let a man hurt her again. Her best friend convinces her to join a dating service, claiming Carrie needs to get laid, while not winding up with a broken heart since her date requires no commitment after the night is over.
Although several misunderstandings nearly derail them before the date has even begun, Carrie and Frey end up becoming closer than they ever believed possible. Still, Frey will need to convince Carrie that her perfect mate isn’t human at all, and that one night can lead to a forever love.
Her intensity excited him, but he needed to find a way to keep her calm. She refused to look into his eyes. His mouth crashed down on hers, absorbing her next words. She objected at first, but then her tongue reached out to him, a passionate gesture unheard of on Ginnun.
He matched the force of her kiss and skimmed his hands down her arms to rest on her sides near her breasts. She no longer struggled. Her arms wrapped around him, keeping him close. When she released his mouth to take a breath, he sat up. She panted underneath him.
“That was incredible. I….I felt like I was flying through space. So many colors and the brightest stars.”
He experienced something different. With that kiss, he had finally found someone who could keep him grounded on Earth and repress any regret for not returning to Ginnun. He brushed his thumb along her cheekbone. “I’d like to continue if you’ll let me.” He leaned down and placed light kisses across her face.
A sigh escaped her lips and the last of her tight muscles relaxed underneath him. He slid his body down her legs, his hands returning to her belly.
“I thought you were going to continue something else,” she whispered.
His cock pressed against his pants already. Her sudden interest in sex made it painful. “I want to, but I need to finish giving you this gift.”
Her body moved but she didn’t struggle or try to get away. “What exactly are you doing to me? What is this gift? Why was my stomach glowing?”
He took in a deep breath and released it a little faster and louder than he’d wanted. He knew the answer would lead to more questions. While prepared to answer them, he didn’t want to scare her away. His response required carefully chosen words to ensure he gave her the gift before he told her of his origins.
“I’m healing you.” The blue glow returned across her belly as his hands warmed. “You’ll be able to have a child when I am finished.”
Her eyes widened. He sensed her fear, but she didn’t move. “Your child?”
“No, I am not giving you a child. That can only be done in the usual ways. I am simply making your body able to become pregnant and carry a child.”
Carrie propped herself up on her elbows. Her eyes stared down at her belly, but she remained calm. “How? No doctor could do that for me. How can you? Are you some type of voodoo priest or something?”
“No.” He needed to continue and keep his heritage from her for as long as possible.
“A religious fanatic who thinks I’m possessed by demons?”
Frey laughed. “Nope.” He was almost finished. Just a little longer. The scarring had all returned to normal, healthy tissue. He only needed to stimulate the maturation and release of eggs in her ovaries.
“How then? I know you’re doing something to me. I can feel it.”
“Remember how I said I needed an open-minded partner?”
She nodded, her eyes catching a quick glance from his before returning to her stomach.
Just a couple more minutes and he’d be finished. He prepared to hold her down should she freak out when he told her he came from space. “I’m not exactly like you and most of the people on Earth. I’m….different.”
“Like a demon or a guardian angel?”
He laughed. It sounded forced, but he needed to stay focused on healing Carrie rather than mating with her. “No, you’re thinking paranormal. Try science fiction.”
She began to squirm under him, but he didn’t need to restrain her. “A….clone? Artificial intelligence?”
He finished healing her and lay down beside her. His thumb ran across her lips, wanting to taste them again, but knowing he probably wouldn’t. “Try alien.”
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Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you could not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
When Jessica is not reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk with her giant, hairy dog her family adopted from the local animal shelter.