I’ve decided to go ahead and put together a book of my poetry following my journey to find myself, through love and loss and finding my true soul mate. In this day and age, self publishing is not hard at all. I’ve shared many of my poems with you here and with friends and family. It’s time to put them all together in one volume.
I’m so excited! I’m still working on the title. I need something that conveys the journey the poems take you through. If you have a suggestion, leave a comment below. In the meantime, I will let you know when the book is available.
Amber Lea Easton is hosting me on her blog Moxie Girl Musings today. I decided to turn the tables on myself a bit and share my own search for my happily ever after. Stop in and say hello!
Today I am excited to welcome author Simone Sinna to Behind Closed Doors. She’s agreed to share a bit of her latest release from Siren Bookstrand. Embedded is an erotic contemporary romance filled suspense and intrigue. Journalist Stephanie Beauman goes undercover “down under” in Syndney, Australia. Here’s a taste of her story…
Just a reminder that this website contains very graphic, explicit material that should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18. By entering this website, you agree that you are over 18 and have been warned that the content within could be considered offensive to some people. With that being said, welcome to my webpage/blog and my journey through the world of erotic romance!
Have you seen some of the personal websites advertising ebooks for dirt cheap? Some offering them for a dollar or less? I’m not talking about the sites who are licensed to do this, I am talking about people who buy these books themselves or have others so it and then make hundreds if not thousands of copies of them and then sell them. These people feel that they can do this because they bought the original copy, but they are very wrong. What they are doing is illegal. They are stealing from the author and the publisher. In some cases tens of thousands of copies of some titles are given away for a dollar each or even free.
I have been asked why do I care. “Don’t you get an advance to write your books?” NOPE! As authors of ebooks, we get paid based on sales of our books. You put in months and months into writing, editing and polishing up the final product only to have people steal it from you in the end. For me just starting out, it’s frustrating to say the least. Yes I work full time as a veterinarian now, but eventually I would like to write full time. How can I be expected to make a living at it and pay my bills if someone is giving away my work for free?
Remember the whole uproar over Napster? How the recording artists were up in arms that their work was being shared without compensation? I remember people asking what those musicians were so upset about. They couldn’t understand why a few downloads would make any dent in their profits. Well, it’s not just a few downloads. It’s millions of them all over the world and that all adds up. Think about what you do for a living. How would you feel at the end of each work day if everything you accomplished was credited to someone else? You would feel ripped off right? Well so do the writers who find their works on these pirate sites. Not only do we have to spend our valuable time looking for our works on these sites, we have to send them repeated take down notices. If they are overseas they don’t give a shit what we ask. They will keep doing it.
So it’s up to us as the consumers to stop searching for these sites. Stop frequenting these sites. If there isn’t a demand, they would be out of business. If you go through the legal sites and through the authors websites, you can get great material and support your favorite writers and publishers. The more support they have, the more books can be offered. Think about it!
The Vixen, The Witch and The Daemon
Here is the tale of two Witches: one Dark and one of the Light
Both vying for the heart of the one called The Daemon.
Who he chooses in the end will determine his ultimate fate:
Be lost forever to the Evil One in the Dark
Or be reborn again into a love that burns forever bright.
The flame-haired Witchy One with eyes of jade
Cast her spell to control the Mighty Daemon.
Using Dark Magic she transforms herself
Into someone familiar he could not resist
But different enough so he could not see the trick.
Her spell only lasts just so long
But no matter.
Alcohol helps to hide the truth:
She is only using him and relishes in the torture
Of his heart and soul.
The more he is in pain, the more her
Black heart beats with delight.
She demands his undivided attention.
Isolates him from all he loves
And all he knows: children, family and friends.
This occupies her days and her nights
Until something else comes along to distract her.
Then she casually tosses him out into the cold
Lost and alone…
No where to go.
So easy for his Dark Side
To emerge and take control.
The Daemon is lost once again.
Forever searching for the one who calms
His mind and his soul.
The one who helps him forget
The Darkness that is waiting to take him back
To the hell he endured before…
Made him the killing machine in the Great War.
Lady Fate steps in once again,
Angry that someone has dared
To interfere with her plan.
She distracts the Witchy One
With the very lust and selfishness that
Give her spells their power…
Only if The Daemon drowns himself with the spirit
Of the vine and of the grain will the spells endure.
The Lady does all that she can to temper his thirst
But that is one desire she cannot control.
The Evil One laughs at her attempts
But she succeeds enough to give her Champion
A fighting chance.
The Vixen’s inner fire burns bright
With the help of the Goddess Fate.
It calls The Daemon home once again.
This time he clearly sees and is drawn to it
Like a moth to a flame.
He is surprised at who he finds
At the end of the light.
She was once not The Vixen
But long ago was another: shy, sweet and innocent.
The Love he feels for her now bursts forth
Reminding him of innocence lost…
The One he used to be when near her…
The One he locked away when he thought he lost her.
But here she was once again…
Able to break the spell cast by the Dark Witch.
Vixen’s magick, strong and bright
Cleanses his soul and it all feels right.
No longer alone.
He is finally home.
But the Evil One wanted The Daemon to fall,
To be back under his complete control.
He sent his Minion Witchy One on another mission
To do his bidding.
In return she would get everlasting youth:
Her hearts desire and only wish.
She could care less where The Daemon ended up
As long as she could stay anything but sober…
As long as she kept getting what she wanted…
She would deliver The Daemon on a silver platter:
Whole or in pieces.
The Goddess’s Champion Vixen was heartbroken and lost.
A love that burned forever bright tossed aside
But she was not allowed to be free.
How could this be?
The Daemon still clung to her
Wishing for a life filled with love and peace…
Still unable to break free of the Black Magick
That bound his soul.
The Vixen allowed him to hold on
At the cost of her sanity.
This delighted the Evil One.
He wanted to hurt her as well…
Afraid of her Light and Magick of Old.
For she was more powerful than any realized…
Save the Goddess Lady Fate.
The Vixen was to save the Daemon
From the torture he had always endured.
She was to wipe away the glamour
That the Green-eyed Witch had cast
So he could finally see:
The evil, twisted being he had thought he loved
Was all an illusion…
A Dark Magick creation.
It’s never too late to turn and follow the Light.
Many others are drawn to The Vixen’s beacon…
Taking them away from the Evil One…
All falling for and offering their love
To Lady Fate’s Champion.
But The Vixen with eyes the color of the ocean
And hair kissed by the Sun,
Forever burns for The Daemon…
Steadfast and true…
With a love that has endured through
All the pain and sorrow,
Through heartbreak and rebirth
Through a thousand and one lifetimes.
The Daemon’s eyes are now fully open.
He is finally free of the Darkness
That has gripped his soul.
He now knows what his heart has known all along.
It has and will always be
Who’s love would set him free.
©Tammy Dennings Maggy