I am a writer.
I am also a voracious reader.
I am sick and tired of fake reviews people. I am not sure what lollypop land some readers are living in, but...just wow. How can people possibly give 5-stars to something so utterly terrible? I mean seriously. I am not handing out author names or book titles. No. Don't ask.
I have been writing my entire life. In the past year, I decided to put my words out there. And you know what? I have had a lot of downloads, a handful of purchases, and zero reviews. Ask me if this changes anything...
No. I have been writing for years. Reviews or not is not going to change whether I write.
Do you know why?
I am a writer. I love words. I love crafting a story. I love spinning a web and quilting it all together piece-by-piece. I am into it. Reviews be damned. Would I like some? Sure, who wouldn't? Is it going to stop me from writing? Absofuckinglutely not.
My problem is this...not everyone putting books on your local e-retailer shelves is a writer. Some of them just want to make a quick dollah. Ya, dollah. And by getting their family member/friend/co-worker to post the 5-star review, we unknowingly purchase said book expecting it to be good....until WHAMO! What the fuck? Hello. This isn't a story. It's scribble. Hardly legible.
I'm not talking about poor formatting here people. I'm talking bad. I'm talking my reading time in which I could have been reading good writers like - oh wtf let's namedrop some AWESOME writers I have been reading of late - Jade West or Jason Luke or Jasinda Wilder or Lucian Bane - was stolen from me! Taken my time like a thief!
Because I trusted those fake reviews.
I am not happy. Not in the least.
And do you know what? All of you readers and writers - should be pissed off too.
I write because I love it. I write for me.
It's not about the dollah bill.
Or the reviews.
What the hell is this 10-minute book for $2.99 anyway?
That is utterly ridiculous people. I have some $2.99 books and they are EACH over 100 pages.
And while I am on my bitch session:
No, I will NOT exchange a 5-star review of your book for a your 5-star of mine. FU.
-AND-
No, I will NOT purchase your review of my book. FU2.
I realize my complaining will not stop any of this. For all of the good in this market, there is an equal amount of slime.
What can I say?
I can tell you every time this girl reviews something, it is honest and heartfelt - be it written or product. I do not tout what I do not love. And if I cannot say something nice, I won't say anything at all. Because I have integrity and believe in karma.
I don't expect everyone to like my books. And I don't expect to love every book I pick up as a reader. But I expect more than 10-minutes of faked 5-star fluff. As a reader, I expect you to at least try. As a writer, if you are going to write the 10-minute for $2.99 jerk-off book then it best be at least tissue worthy...and not for my tears.
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Sunday, August 2, 2015
Sunday, July 26, 2015
The Rare & Elusive Alphamale Submissive....
I'm just gonna let it rip...
I like a good strong man. I do. I am into the chivalry, open my door, hand on my back, and a "Yes, Ma'am" has many a time caused a physical reaction in me.
Let's strip this fucker down. We have men - all men - from average normal hetero guy who does the football and beer, to the business to the transguys who rebuild engines and gayboys who flaunt it better than me. (We'll delve further into that in another post.)
I love guys. All guys. Adore the gayboys. Seriously. Adore. I like big guys with muscles. I like poony little nerds. I love the male species in all of its forms.
Women...meh...depends. The girls bathroom is the worlds most dangerous place. As far as the physiology of women, I love looking at beautiful women. A good rack, a nice ass, I am not oblivious. Hell, great lips. Or maybe a sparkling personality. But its more difficult for me to communicate with women. It's competitive as hell over here. And because of that, I find men fascinating.
Today, the thought is all about the "Dominant male". Well, hello. That's good, ya. Okay.
But there is something even better for some of us. And that is the almost extinct species of alphamale sub.
Why?
Because they possess all the great qualities of a real man without being afraid to admit they like being tied up.
You'll rarely hear about them, hardly ever see them. Why? Because they are eclipsed within the shadows of their own masculinity. But I assure you, they do exist.
I always knew when I started writing Juliet, I would have an incredibly sexy, strong male who wouldn't be afraid to show his pain, his hurt, his darkside. Salvatore Raniero has served me well. As far as my characters go, he is without a doubt my favorite. But he's also the most complicated.
I have raised three sons. I have some measure of what it takes to raise a good man. A strong man. And I can assure you it is not easy especially with some women running around, knocking them down, and putting an agenda up in their faces. My older two have more than once been chastised or scrutinized for their overly male social skill. By that, I mean they open the fucking doors. And you know what, there is nothing wrong with it. There is also nothing wrong with it - if I want to open the door - but to rake the entire species over the flaming coals because they did something kind....well, it's no wonder all the good men have gone into hiding. Remember, the bathrooms girls - can be scathing, bitter, and evil.
In my personal life, I've taken on both roles of top and bottom. I have a preference, which isn't important in this conversation, but suffice it to say I understand the kind of willpower it takes to sometimes bend or kneel when your head may not be in it. I have an amazing respect for those alphamales who kneel.
Every time they kneel, it goes against their grain. An inner conflict to be the lead and still surrender to another. That little bit is what makes them so appealing. Not only is their behavior unexpected, it is also not done without thought. Highly perceptive, currently assessing situations, whether to swoop the girl out of harms way and take the punishment later or to do as they are told. Standard practicum of submissive would dictate to always submit to another, but alphas don't always do that. No...and that makes them hella fun to be around.
To encourage more of them to appear, it would take an act of a lot of strong women. Women who know that just because a man may happen to step ahead of her - for safety sake, it does not mean she's less than. We have to stop devaluing ourselves not only in terms of body image, or worth, but in terms raising up to meet the bar. We have to stop holding the grudge. Much like I believe is true in many issues within our society. Looking at the history is good for teaching, but if you keep looking backwards - you cannot effectively move forward. Personally, I don't really want to power-up if it means stepping on someone. That's not growth, that's a boost. And I'd prefer to stand on my own two feet.
What happens to alphamale subs as they mature? Well, that's another book. But for now, I think we should all be relishing in the beautiful chaos that they possess during their growth.
And if you haven't had one, you should. And do everything you can as a woman or man, to foster the growth necessary to allow people to blossom including men who want to be men and don't mind carrying us around on a pedestal. Ahh, the wonders of the alphamale submissive.
Until then, I am going to be their cheerleader.
XO - Ms. Samuels
I like a good strong man. I do. I am into the chivalry, open my door, hand on my back, and a "Yes, Ma'am" has many a time caused a physical reaction in me.
Let's strip this fucker down. We have men - all men - from average normal hetero guy who does the football and beer, to the business to the transguys who rebuild engines and gayboys who flaunt it better than me. (We'll delve further into that in another post.)
I love guys. All guys. Adore the gayboys. Seriously. Adore. I like big guys with muscles. I like poony little nerds. I love the male species in all of its forms.
Women...meh...depends. The girls bathroom is the worlds most dangerous place. As far as the physiology of women, I love looking at beautiful women. A good rack, a nice ass, I am not oblivious. Hell, great lips. Or maybe a sparkling personality. But its more difficult for me to communicate with women. It's competitive as hell over here. And because of that, I find men fascinating.
Today, the thought is all about the "Dominant male". Well, hello. That's good, ya. Okay.
But there is something even better for some of us. And that is the almost extinct species of alphamale sub.
Why?
Because they possess all the great qualities of a real man without being afraid to admit they like being tied up.
You'll rarely hear about them, hardly ever see them. Why? Because they are eclipsed within the shadows of their own masculinity. But I assure you, they do exist.
I always knew when I started writing Juliet, I would have an incredibly sexy, strong male who wouldn't be afraid to show his pain, his hurt, his darkside. Salvatore Raniero has served me well. As far as my characters go, he is without a doubt my favorite. But he's also the most complicated.
I have raised three sons. I have some measure of what it takes to raise a good man. A strong man. And I can assure you it is not easy especially with some women running around, knocking them down, and putting an agenda up in their faces. My older two have more than once been chastised or scrutinized for their overly male social skill. By that, I mean they open the fucking doors. And you know what, there is nothing wrong with it. There is also nothing wrong with it - if I want to open the door - but to rake the entire species over the flaming coals because they did something kind....well, it's no wonder all the good men have gone into hiding. Remember, the bathrooms girls - can be scathing, bitter, and evil.
In my personal life, I've taken on both roles of top and bottom. I have a preference, which isn't important in this conversation, but suffice it to say I understand the kind of willpower it takes to sometimes bend or kneel when your head may not be in it. I have an amazing respect for those alphamales who kneel.
Every time they kneel, it goes against their grain. An inner conflict to be the lead and still surrender to another. That little bit is what makes them so appealing. Not only is their behavior unexpected, it is also not done without thought. Highly perceptive, currently assessing situations, whether to swoop the girl out of harms way and take the punishment later or to do as they are told. Standard practicum of submissive would dictate to always submit to another, but alphas don't always do that. No...and that makes them hella fun to be around.
To encourage more of them to appear, it would take an act of a lot of strong women. Women who know that just because a man may happen to step ahead of her - for safety sake, it does not mean she's less than. We have to stop devaluing ourselves not only in terms of body image, or worth, but in terms raising up to meet the bar. We have to stop holding the grudge. Much like I believe is true in many issues within our society. Looking at the history is good for teaching, but if you keep looking backwards - you cannot effectively move forward. Personally, I don't really want to power-up if it means stepping on someone. That's not growth, that's a boost. And I'd prefer to stand on my own two feet.
What happens to alphamale subs as they mature? Well, that's another book. But for now, I think we should all be relishing in the beautiful chaos that they possess during their growth.
And if you haven't had one, you should. And do everything you can as a woman or man, to foster the growth necessary to allow people to blossom including men who want to be men and don't mind carrying us around on a pedestal. Ahh, the wonders of the alphamale submissive.
Until then, I am going to be their cheerleader.
XO - Ms. Samuels
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Friday, July 10, 2015
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
TI is FREE for the next FIVE!
The Initiation is FREE from Wednesday June 17 thru Sunday June 21.
Please, please...go get a copy. Read it once. And then go read those naughty bits time and again!
Let go and enjoy the ride!
XO - kailee
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Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Holding it up...
“Without a Master, there is no
love for me.”
Those words belong to one Cassidy
“Cas” Dawn Hope, one of the many supporting characters in Juliet. This week I wanted to give you a more personal glimpse into
them and why I feel they are so integral to the story.
I know it may seem odd to talk
about the main characters, Iris and Sal first as I have in the previous two weeks. Why
not wait and build up suspense to them? Because the simple truth for me is the heart of
Juliet is just as much about the supporting roles as the mains.
When
I began drafting Juliet, I knew that
there would be supporting characters as well as those even lesser known extras
sprinkled in, what surprised me so was not only the quantity of them that
showed up to the party but also the stories they had to tell. Before I knew it,
they were all vying for a coveted spot on the page.
Because
of that driving need I have to watch those supporting characters stories come
alive, I decided about half way through Juliet that it would be a collection, a
series of books all with the same characters. The books would all relate back
to Iris and Sal but with the additional tales of the supporting cast thrown in.
Of course, in some ways this graduates them to also holding somewhat of a main
character role.
It
is my hope that I have chosen to focus on those supporting characters which you
Dear Reader, also have found most intriguing. However, I am always open to
hearing your pleas for whose story you want to hear.
In
addition to Iris and Sal in Juliet, I also focus quite a bit on Anna, Mierne,
Serene, and Jack. I adore the scenes with Anna and Sal, they have truly warmed
my heart. In part, because it goes against the norm and it is a point of
controversy. But I think the relationship is worth examining, and I am brazen
enough to do it. People are people, love is love. And never has that been truer
than in the story of Sal and Anna. I love going against the grain, questioning
what is possible, and you can come to expect that from me. There is no
relationship dynamic I won’t examine. In that department, I am fearless because
I do this for you. If I can make someone think or feel something in my art of
writing, then my dream is complete. To examine diverse relationships, to
understand that not everything is black, white, or even gray. Thinking outside
of the box of what is comfortable. And it just so happens that my platform in
doing this is in writing erotic fiction with themes of BDSM.
That
said though, I hate being pidgeon-holed into a “genre”. Yes, it’s erotica. Yes,
it’s BDSM. But there is also some mystery, suspense, thrill, and romance. So while
I do have to tag it a certain way, I do not like it because it’s more than
smut. And while I am on my soapbox, I’ll also say I do not have a set word
count. I can promise you, I will give you your money’s worth to entertain you
for X-amount of hours. My books – even the short story “Scenes” are over 30k.
And I could almost guarantee every book will come in over 100k words.
Long-winded? Maybe. But the one thing I hate as a reader, is not feeling like I
had enough time with the characters. I personally enjoy settling into a long
book, getting to know those I’m reading about. If you don’t like it long, don’t
buy my book. But please, don’t ask me to shorten them because I can’t.
Being
self-published has also given me the freedom to publish when I want without
deadlines looming. I am not going to paint a picture for you in X-amount of
time just to get it out to you to make a buck. It’s done when it’s done in my
mind. And I will hit the publish button when I feel I am done crafting a tale
that I think you will enjoy. I am working on the second book (it’s about a
third complete) - which in my mind will always be the first book as Juliet is
the precursor to the series, essentially making it book zero – being done by
the fall 2015. But real life happens, shit falls apart, and delays do occur.
But sometimes, things go right. And it may came in a flood and be out early.
And for that reason alone, I cannot give you a set release date. The story
comes in a series of flashes, and many times I do not even know what’s going to
happen. So I apologize for my lack of release dates, but I assure you, unless I
go on a far-off journey aka, “death”, there will be more books with these
characters because I simply love them.
Some
of my favorite parts of Juliet are all of the “girl crew” scenes with Iris, Cas,
Nina, Zoe, and Jessica. There is such strife between women, even in the closest
of friendships and I wanted to take a look at that. I think the women’s
bathroom is quite literally one of the most dangerous places in the world. We
are not bro’s or homies or even sisters, most times we are arch rivals and
bitter enemies, and I think the lack of support amongst women is a serious
problem. We do not generally bond together the same way in which males do and
to put that undercurrent of tension between them was an important facet of Iris’
story. She had never experienced having “girlfriends” before as Peyton was her
only friend. And yes, Peyton is gay. And before you ask, I am working on the Peyton and Kyle short
story. Mostly because I want to challenge myself to write their story and pray I do it justice.
Sal
is an ass at times, I know. He’s supposed to be. It’s part of his growth arch
which is fundamental to making him who he is. And as we delve further into his
personal story, I think much of his behavior will be explained. Iris on the other
hand is chaotic. Sometimes she has a fragility about her and then when you
least expect it she has the biggest balls in the room. I hope you enjoy reading
them as much as I have loved writing them.
So
when will it be out? I am putting finishing touches on The Initiation, Scenes from Juliet now and they could release any
day now. And then you can find both Juliet
and The Initiation at various online
markets.
I
realize this post was a bit scatterbrained, but I wanted to provide you with
some insight into the supporting roles as well as some of my thoughts on
writing. Thank you for taking the time to read me.
With
love & light.
Enjoy
the ride,
k
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Greetings, Sal
His
ink swirling around his body, over chiseled arms, swirling down his taut belly,
coming up from his bare feet. Whiskey and
cigarettes. And a pain tolerance that has no bounds. Sal Raniero is the golden
boy submissive of Juliet and primed to become a Master.
Much like the strong personality
characteristics Salvatore has in Juliet, he is much the same way in my head. He
arrived in 2012 in another story with little notice by me. And as I continued
working on that original tale, he began to evolve and it became clear to me
that he could anchor main character a role.
The thing about Sal that
surprised me most was that he had the heart to match his good looks. He knows
he isn’t perfect but where he does shine is in his abilities to read people. He
knows when to turn on his bad boy persona and when to take a step back to the
real him. I think by the end of Juliet you start to get a real feeling of who
he is as a man, but also see his weaknesses.
I have tried to keep him
authentic and grounded as possible. He is stubborn not only on paper but in my
head. He doesn’t ramble about in my head but rather comes up with the quips
that make me look like one of those insane writers who is typing away laughing
and crying, sometimes at the same time.
I have a fondness for him which
while I could easily attribute to his physique, it is more than that. He is an
incredibly, sometimes brutally honest guy and I respect him for it. Still,
there are days when I have loathed spending time with him because sometimes his
loud mouth gets in the way of his heart.
What I will share with you is
that while Iris may have pushed me to write the story, it was Sal who stood
ever vigilant at the door making sure I didn’t run off. He is the one who
scolds me when I’ve spent one too many days away from the box he lives in.
I think it’s important to remember that Juliet
isn’t just about Iris’ story. It’s just as much Sal’s story. As well as a very
full cast of colorful characters who I have tried to make memorable. Some of
those supporting characters will be given their due time as I delve into their
stories.
I think what Sal, in particular, has taught me more than any
other character is in web-spinning. Connecting those little intricate threads
through subtle strokes as opposed finger paint splatter. There is a time and place for those massive swells of
generous color, but a lot can be said
with sometimes the finer brush strokes. And sometimes following the finite
lines lead to even bigger pictures than the globs of goo. I’m not completely
sure that made sense on paper, but it does in my head.
Another very important thing Sal
gave me was in body language. His big personality and his movements gave me
many a struggle. Again, I’ve tried to give him to you as honestly as I could
and I think that the totality of Salvatore will translate to the reader just as
bright a character as Iris. I don’t think he wants her standing in his shadow
or even necessarily with her as a pretty princess on a pedestal. They are
equals through and through despite the different obstacles each is encountering
on their journey.
I love Sal as much as I love
Iris. Possibly even more because without him standing in that door, Iris would
have never been heard. He made Iris’ voice possible and for that I am eternally
grateful to him.
Love & Light
Enjoy the ride!
k.
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Hello, Iris
Vanilla Cake with
Buttercream Frosting.
With fruit even
better.
Iris Kettles’
affinity for sugar knows no bounds.
Couple that
fork with a good read and she ’s content.
And when her life is turned
upside down, she discovers a whole new addiction in her submission.
I’ll be
honest, I didn’t like Iris at first. Even though,
I created her. Typically, when I am in write-mode,
the story develops first and then the characters come to the party. Iris was
too quiet. I certainly wouldn’t want to sit by her, she’s no fun, so why would
you dear reader?
The girl who
gets intimidated by everyone and delves into books and food so she doesn’t have
to get to know herself. The untypical main character, a pudgy-little half-breed academic. So not the character erotic
writing typically has. So why would I want to get to know her? Isn’t me Kailee
getting to know her just asking for the bad jokes to come rolling in? Who
writes erotica with a girl like Iris leading the novel?
So we, she
and I, are up at all hours. Arguing. About what her story is and isn’t. And
then she kindly informs me that she isn’t done. I look at her as she’s eating
her chocolate mousse and ask, “What did you say?”
And then it
hit me what she was telling me. And what I was reading in countless forums. You beautiful readers fall in love with
characters. You want their ups and downs, highs and lows. Heart-breaking and
falling. And then I thought about myself and the books that truly resonated with me, I was left wanting more of the
characters.
I questioned
my motives. I did. I fought with myself over Iris. Her addictions, her hips,
her heritage, her everything. We fought and we fought hard. Then Iris told me
something. It’s more than erotica. And me being me, I argued with her some
more. And I’m still not sure it’s erotica, but we’ll go with it for argument
sake. Perhaps even better, we’ll go with epic erotica. Or, epirotica.
I gave Iris
a chance. Typically, this was the kind of character that I would have just cut.
She would have hit the delete button, the shredder, and been long gone and
forgotten. But there was something about her that just seemed so sincere, so
kind, the girl you don’t think you want on your team,
but you really do. So I took a step
back, got to know her, and kept writing. I figured either she’d work her way
out of my head or end up dead. Just being honest.
Writers play
with characters the way children do dolls. Sometimes they have tea parties,
sometimes they fight, and sometimes they rip each other’s clothes off just
because we writers - as their owners -
can. We like to push the boundaries, see what we can get away with. But Iris
pushed me. She pushed me to keep writing her story because she believed that
amongst her stories and sweet peach tea, she was valid.
Now, I
honestly don’t mind her so much anymore. I’m proud to call her my friend. She’s
the kind of girl you could have cake with, share your life with, and if she
disagrees with you on letting her hit the shredder, she’ll tell you about it.
So, Thanks, Iris, for telling me about
it. For saying, “Bitch, you push that DEL key and I promise you’ll regret it.”
So I did
what anyone else would have done, I took her to hell and back. And every single
time, she came back stronger. I was shocked really. I figured she’d mouse out
eventually. But she didn’t, she’s smart, tough, and fights for what she wants.
Even to remain on the page, she fought me.
In a way,
Iris changed me for the better. She shared her life with me, and now I’m giving
her to you. I hope you love her as much as I do.
I’ll
introduce Sal next Tuesday.
Thank you
for your time.Enjoy the ride,
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