Phoebe Jordan of Talk About My Favorite Authors just released reviews for the first two books in my The Darkness and the Night series, giving Blood and Coffee 3.5 Open Books and Cosmic Orgasm 4 Open Books.  My thanks to Phoebe, who delved into horrorica--not her genre of choice--on a chance, after reading and enjoying my romantic, erotic sci-fi novel, Lust in Space.  I think these reviews are very fair and accurate, and I am happy to share them now with you.

From Phoebe's review for Blood and Coffee:

I had a good time reading this novel because it was different from many of the novels that I usually read. I both liked and disliked Karen because even though she is a strong female character there are times that I really thought she could have done things differently if she wanted to. This also goes the same for Billy the vampire who turns Karen because seems like a nice loving guy but then he shows his true colors as a psyhco. There were some very steamy sex scenes between Karen and Billy that I really enjoyed because they have this attraction to one another even though at first Karen hates Billy for turning her. I also felt kind of creeped out when I read some the scary suspense scenes throughout the novel and I should expect that since it is a dark horror erotic novel with vampires. I enjoyed reading the novel though sometimes I wondered who was good and who was evil throughout the novel because sometimes Karen seemed like she was headed towards being evil while somtimes Billy was headed towards actually being good. Towards the end of the novel I was really looking forward to reading the next The Darkness & the Night series to find out what else is in store for Karen and Billy after the way this novel ended. I give this book 3.5 Open Books

Read the full review here.

From Phoebe's review for Cosmic Orgasm:

This book is much more exciting and scarier than the first book because now I have a sense of who is evil and who isn't unlike the first book. I like Karen more in this novel because she has come to accept that she is a vampire and doesn't have to kill a human in order to survive. There were some pretty scary and heartbreaking scenes in this book that I enjoyed reading about because it really helped me understand Karen and even Billy more than I did before. I finished the book much quicker than the first and by the time I read the last sentence in the last chapter I really wanted Lisa Lane's next and conclusion to her The Darkness & the Night series to be published already so I could read it. I give this book 4 Open Books

Read the full review here.

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“Write every day.” That’s something many writers tell others who want to write. “It doesn’t matter if what you put down sucks,” they say, “put it down anyway. It’s the only way to become a writer! Write. Write. Write!” That’s good advice. So is this: “Don’t write.”

I quit my day job to become a full time writer in 1994. Jumping into the full time writing fray was thrilling, liberating, and scary. Writing full time continues to be thrilling, liberating, and scary.

All this time later I’m still writing full time. Erotica. Horror. Historicals. Most days I spend hours upon hour at the computer, creating fictional adventures. Some steamy and graphically sexual. Some scary. Some set in the past. Some set in contemporary times.
Good fun, hard work. I write – a lot. I want to. I have to.

“Yep,” other writers might say, “That’s what she has to do. That’s what she’s gotta do. Don’t let a day go by. Write something everyday!”

But you know what I’ve discovered in all this time? Sometimes that old well runs low. And you have to fill it back up or you start scraping the bottom. What you come up with is thick mud and worm poop. You have to turn off the computer or lay aside the pen.

I took a vacation a couple weeks ago. Went to the beach with Mitch for five days. Stayed in an inexpensive motel on the oceanfront, one that was all the more inexpensive because it was off season. Ninth floor. Nonsmoking room. Balcony overlooking a pier and the great gray sea. I didn’t take a laptop. I didn’t take a legal pad, though I was going to. I was tempted, Lord don’cha know it. Instead, I just sucked up the vacation. I stood on the balcony to breathe in the frosty, salt-laced February air. I watched the people below on the boardwalk, pier, and sand, braving the chill in their coats and gloves, throwing sticks to dogs who leapt into the foamy waves to retrieve them. At daybreak I watched the orange slice of sun on the horizon, followed by several old men on the sand, waving their “treasure hunters” back and forth, looking for quarters and other valuable finds. One afternoon I watched a group of retarded people on a day’s trip with their counselor, sitting on boardwalk benches in matching wool caps, dutifully eating the sandwiches that had been brought in a wheeled cooler. I saw lovers buried deep against each other and against the wind, wandering past, unaware of the beauty around them, absorbed in the beauty that was their intimate connection. I observed the waves at high tide. The waves at low tide. The “Sand-Boni” leveling the sand soon after sunrise. Laughing gulls diving for leftovers. Herring gulls looking pissed and bored. Little sand pipers running around and just being cute. Pelicans in the sky. Dolphins embroidering the surface of the water.

Mitch and I also did our share of wandering. I took off my shoes and socks and rolled up my jeans to test the winter waves. We meandered through the closed-for-the-season amusement park, studying the graffiti, the old newspapers blown against wire fences, the boarded up concession stands. I stared up in horrified fascination (I have a major fear of heights)) at the “Skyscraper,” a 165-feet high, 65-mile an hour Ferris Wheel-type thing that seemed content to be left alone for the time being. Bought cool, kitchy souvenirs made of shells and glue at one of the few gift shops open. Then, I challenged one of my fears and climbed the wrought-iron spiral staircase to the top of the 200-year-old Old Cape Henry Lighthouse. For five days I watched, I touched, I smelled (yeah, okay, shut up), I tasted, and I listened. I took it all in. And I didn’t write a damned thing.

Now I’m home. My mind’s well is full again. I’m ready to get back to work. Not writing for those five days was inspiring and enjoyable. And I’ll attack my writing once again with inspiration and enjoyment.

If you are a writer or aspire to be one, write, write, write! But also, don’t forget to shut down the computer some times. Spend a day in a park or an afternoon in a bookstore. Do some gardening, go wandering, sit in a coffee shop and experience the world beyond the screen. Don’t tell yourself, “Okay, I’m here to get inspired for a story, a novel and I better come back with some ideas.” Remove yourself from urgency. Just be there. Just suck it in. Relax. Don’t fear a little time to let the well refill, for it will. And when it does, drink deeply. (But spit out any residual worm poop.)

Love,

Morgan

Tags: writing | relaxing | erotica | historical fiction | horror | vacation | advice | inspiration | rejuvenation

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SEXSTROLOGY SERIES

What the heck is it?

This is a series about 12 women who belong to a coven in a fictional little town called Hermana, loosely based on Salem. Each woman represents a sign of the zodiac. Each book is based on a particular woman’s birthday month.

Each book is a stand-alone romantic/erotic adventure. You don’t need to read the other books to read any of the books, although characters pop in and out of each other’s books, just like in real life.

The connection with the books is the monthly circle, held at Lucy’s house, either on the full moon or new moon, depending on what plot devices I need to use.

For 2009, the monthly spell is a love activation spell, and combined with Ellie’s feng shui and Gwen’s astrological charts, the lucky lady of the month is certain to find love.

As an author who has always adored horror, science fiction, suspense, and mystery genres, the books have my own brand of intrigue. Some of the books could be considered a bit horror, others suspense, and others, straight out romance. These are books that dabble in metaphysical ideas. Each book is completely different from another. For example, my Sag woman sleeps with anything that moves while my Aquarian woman has to think about sex a lot before doing it.

I’ve never been shy to write about sex, so my lovely ladies are always ready to try almost anything, and some of them can be downright kinky.  Their appetites reflect the common perceptions of their sun signs.

My newest book in the Sexstrology series will be out on Friday February 20, 2009 and is called PISCES: TEACHER'S PET.

Other books already out include:

Sagittarius: Open Heart, Open Mind

A nympho Sag tarot reader falls in love with a Virgo welder who has a terrifying secret.

Capricorn: Cursed

A Capricorn vampire medium who loves to play her violin is intrigued by a mysterious Gemini she met on New Year's Eve.

Aquarius: Haunted Heart

An Aquarian journalist/ghost hunter finds love with a Scorpio surferboy/ghost hunter in a haunted asylum.

Pisces: Teacher's Pet

A Piscean lingerie store owner, aura reader and art teacher is smitten by her hot student's obvious talents in the bedroom and out.

Coming Soon:

Aries: Swinging into Spring

An Aries palm reader searches for the ultimate sexual pleasure with a broken hearted Aquarius.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this little glimpse into the town of Hermana and the lovely ladies who hang out there.

Blessed Be,

Sephera

Tags: erotic | horror | mystery | astrology | feng shui | palmistry | tarot | Sephera | giron

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So it's been excrutiatingly cold the last 24 hours. Brutally cold. Below zero overnight. Time for warm socks and sweaters and leopard-print fuzzy slippers. Time for fires in fireplaces, kitties curled on a pillow, soft blankets and softer music.

And I've found another way to keep warm. And that's reading Ravenous Romance novels and short stories by some of the other grand authors on this site. Jesse Blair. Lisa Lane. Inara Lavey. Sephera Giron. Ryan Field. Hot stuff, all! Just right to help thaw out a frozen winer's night.

I'm also warming by writing scenes for my upcoming novel, Mad Mistress of the Mountain. Witchcraft, superstition, clan mentality, a beautiful misunderstood young widow, a handsome, brooding official who has come to the mountains to investigate dreadful mining disaster. The sparks fly, in more ways than one!

But until that is finished, check out my newest offering, Man of the Shadows, or my first Ravenous Romance novel, Haunted Seduction. Both involve frightening, supernatural events that sweep up ordinary people and thrust them into terrifying worlds where they must find a way to survive. And in doing so, they reach out to those trapped with them. The results are passionate, fiery, sensual, and emotionally satisfying.

And check out the works by the other authors here. Quite a variety of approaches and voices, but each offers some damn sexy stuff!

Love,

Morgan

Tags: sex | fiction | ghosts | witches | witch | lust | horror | suspense | mining | Appalachian Mountains

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