Sasha White

For anyone who would like a chance to win a copy of the Black Lace anthology Sex on Holiday just visit my critique partner’s brand new website and leave a message on her blog, the Secret Garden. By the way, Raine’s first e-book, Incubus comes out on Tuesday.

Celia, another cp, whose short story Summers Seductionis in the anthology,and Raine will be picking two lucky winners from the posters.

The first winner gets a signed copy of Sex on Holiday and a 10.00 Booksamillion gift card (since that’s the lucky store Cece found copies of the book at).
The seconder winner gets a signed copy of Sex on Holiday! So go welcome Raine to the world of blogging an be enterd in the draws!

I used to be such an outgoing person. I was up for anything, anytime. But somehow, over the last four or five years I’ve turned into a bit of a hermit. I can still talk to anyone about anything, if I want to. But the only time I want to is when I’m at work, and getting paid to chat.

My best friend asked if she could come and live with me for a month and I said No. If she had no other options of course I’d help her out, but she has a lot of family around here and other places she can stay. My reasoning: at the end of the month I would hate her. I know this.

I know myself, and I know her. I love living on my own, I love comeing home from work after talking to everyone, and listening to everyone who sits at the bar talk about their lives, and having no one to listen to. I’ve turned my condo into my own little world, with just me, my cat, and my characters. I like it that way. (Well, if I could find a good home for the cat, I’d get rid of her too. I’d love a dog, but not in a Condo.)

Is this bad of me?

I turn down going to the movie with friends, and go by myself. Sometimes, I worry it might be a bit unhealthy, but then I think it’s just me realizing that my own time and energy is prescious, and I should use it/spend it in ways that make me feel good. After all, if I don’t take care of me…who will?

So, is this an age thing? As I get older I get pickier about who I spend my time with…or is this a writer thing? Since it all started about the time I decide to pursue writing.

Anyone else notice this happening??

The Devil Inside gets 5 Blue Ribbons from Romance Junkies!!

You can also find an interview with me posted on thier site, right next to Ellora’Cave author Charlene!!

Yay! I’m so happy! :hehe:
Reviewer Claudia says: “Sasha White has written a wonderful story that will grab you with the first line and keep your interest until the end. Watching the two protagonists come to terms with one another and their feelings is love in the making at its best. This is definitely a keeper.“

You know, I’m doing an online workshop over at Romance Divas, about love scenes and sex scenes and how to get in your characters head and heat things up. I think I’m helping a few people get more comfortable with tis stuff, but really, the workshop is doing ME alot of good, because it’s cementing things in my mind about my own writing process. (God that sounds so pretentious. *groan* ) It’s also reminding me that we all have our insecurities. Last week I had a hell week trying to decide what to do about one of my stories, about my inability to plot and think ahead. And this week it blows my mind that people want to hear what I have to say about writing. That they are taking my advice!!

Just goes to show you that everyone needs reassurance sometimes!

In one of my Black Lace short stories,HANDLING AMANDA, a bit of a D/s story, the male, (the Dom) talks throughout the whole scene. Well, there’s actually three sex scenes in it, and he talks through each one. It wasn’t a conscious choice I made, to have him be so verbal, it just happened. It was him. He was alwasy asking things like; “feel good?” or “Ohh you like that, don’t you?” or ” More?”

And when I got my notes from the editor one of the things she commented on was, “Jacob’s a great dom, I like the way he talks even after the sex gets started.” (I’m paraphrasing)

In GYPSY HEART, there’s a phone sex scene that’s pretty damn hot.

Not all of my stories have really verbal scenes, but I have to admit…I think sex talk can be a real turn on. And a great tool to build tension, in a story and in real life…for women as well as men.

But what is it about the sex talk thats so hot? Is it the actual words? Or is the naughty fact that someone is talking at all? Is it the way they’re being said? Tone of voice? Sound of voice?

I’ve seen it done in some stories where I felt it ruined a scene. No solid reason why, just that I didn’t like it. Yet at other times, it fans the flames of lust and desire higher than anything else can.

What is it about sex talk that makes it hot?

I think yesterdays picture inspired me. Here’s a tease for you …

When I walked into my apartment at seven thirty I was pleasantly shocked to find Erik kneeling naked in the middle of my living room. My heart jumped and my pussy immediatly began to drool.

We’d talked about D/s role-playing, yet we’d never given it try. I guessed he was ready to try it.

I strolled around the room. Looking at his magnificent body from all angles trying to decide how to play this out. It was obvious by the hard-on he had that he was enjoying this new game as much as I was. An idea formed in my head and I commanded him to stay put as I left the room.

It took some time for me to gather all the things I needed from around the apartment and when I stepped back into the living room his impatience was clear Erik’s face. “Are we going to play or what?”

“You dare to question me?” I quirked an eyebrow at him. “You will be punished for that.”

I set my bag of toys down and pulled out a blindfold and a video camera. I set the camera aside and placed the blindfold over Erik’s eyes. “I want you on all fours,” I whispered, making msure my kips brushed against his ear.

Erik dropped into position and I set up the video camera to tape us. I was still wearing my simple black business suit and I stripped off the jacket and blouse underneath only to be left in the tight skirt, stockings, high heels and black push up bra. I pulled out an old riding crop out of the bag and trailed it across his back.

“We play when I want to play, not when you want to. You are not allowed to question me.” A flick of my wrist and the end of the crop landed sharply at his out-thrust ass. First one cheek and then the other. When his ass was an attractive rosy red and his head had dropped down I raised my leg and placed a foot in between his shoulder blades and pressed down lightly. “On your elbows, forehead against the floor.”

What to do next? I wanted to settle myself on the floor and have him inch forward until his face was between my thighs, his breath fanning the flames of lust that had me slick, wet and ready to be devoured. But I also wanted to play with those firm round and now rosy cheeks of his. I stood behind him, the palm of my hand itching to make contact and my own mouth watering at the site.

Without giving it another thought I shook off the last of my inhibitions and bent forward to sink my teeth softly into the firm round cheek of his ass while my hand cupped his hot and heavy balls.

WHat do you think? Worth continuing? :rolleyes:

Some days I dream of having a man around the house. One that would be willing to … serve.

Tomorrow I start my very first online workshop! Giving it that is, not doing it. It’s at Romance Diva’s in the Steamy Thread, and will be all week long. You need to be a RD member to take part, but membership is free, so sign up and ask for access to the Steamy Thread to take part in my “How to Take Your Pants Off by the Seat of Your Pants~A Look at Letting Your Characters Drive Your Love Scenes” Workshop!

It should be fun! I’m such a panster I still have no NOTES for it. LOL Guess what I’ll be doing today?:P

Most of the time I love being a panster. I love not plotting my stories, and learning my characters as I write, just as a reader would. Sometimes I think being a panster is a curse.

I seem so disorganized and almost apathetic about my writing lately. I’ve tried all my tricks to get excited again. I’ve read few books, watched a few movies, tried to brainstorm with others. But I still haven’t found anything to be excited about in my own stories. I think this workshop will be a great way to recharge my writing batteries. Sometimes just talking about writing with other writers inspires me.

What do you do when you can’t get motivated, or worse, even interested in your own stories, and none of the usual tricks work?

Silma tagged me…so here you go..

A Walk Down Memory Lane… (Tag Game)

The Rules

Remove the #1 item from the following list, bump everyone up one place and add your blog’s name in the #5 spot. You need to actually link to each of the blogs for the link-whorage aspect of this fiendish meme-age to kick in *g*.

Here we go:

1. Larissa Ione
2. Teresa
3. Kat (The SoapBox)
4. Silma
5. Sasha White
…and then you choose 4 unsuspecting victims…

If you dont; feel like playing, that cool…but I’m tagging Cece,
Hollie, and Vanessa Jaye.

5 Things I Miss From My Childhood

1. My Mom cooking dinner.
2. My Mom doing my Laundry.
3. Happy Days and The Fonz!!
4. free eveings and weekends.
5. Wearing a size 10 pair of jeans. :laugh:

That’s it for today! :)

I plotted! :D

Well, ok, so maybe I didn’t really plot, but I redid my synopsis. It has more storylines and a bit of a sub-plot now. All things that were in my head, but just things that were floating around. I’m still not sure The novel will turn out the way the synopsis says it will…but hey, I have a synopis!!

In other news. Got my butt kicked at work today. Yup, we were thinking it was going to be dead slow like it has been all week, and I blinked, and my section was full. Just like that.

It happens like that sometimes, but it’s been a while. And while I ran a bit, and sweated a bit..I didn’t have any assholes for customers, and I was happy to make some good coin again.

I’ve done my two chats this week, and after I do the online workshop at Romance Diva’s next week..I do believe I’ll actually be back to more writing and less promoting. Which is goodnews for all of you that read my blog, cuz the m I’ll start giving things away on here again.

I feel a bit of a party mood coming on! Would it be illegal for me to give away a bottle of tequila on here? ;)

I hate Plotting. I’m sure I hate it simply because I find it difficult to do, but truly, that’s little comfort when the times come that I have to plot something. Part of me is sure that I’ll get the hang of it in the future. I mean, I used to hat having a set schedule in my life, and now I love it. I love knowing what hours I’m going to work on what days. What days I’m going to wrokout and what days are my days off. However, when it comes to my free time, I still refuse to plot it out.

But writers plot. Or so they tell me.

I’m not a writer that sits at the computer every day and writes for however many hours or pages. then has free time to do what they want. Me, I do what I want almost all the time. It’s one of the perks of being single. If I don’t want to write. I don’t. However, there are times when I want to write, and I can’t.

It’s been said, that this is when plotting comes in handy. That you know what to write, if you have an outline or a synopsis to follow. I can sorta understand that. My problem is, when I know what’s going to happen next, I’m too bored to write about it. I like being surprised by what my characters do next. I figure if I’m suprised then you, the reader, will be surprised too.

But how am I ever going to sell on proposal if I can’t plot a story??

So, I’ll be plotting for the next few hours. It’s almost midnight here, and I like it at night when I ‘m not as easily distracted by emails and chats. Cuz really, I do love to surf the internet and chat, and I have no will power most of the time.

Speaking of which, I had my first author chat at Romance Junkies. It went very well, I shared the time with Jacki King, andother AQP author, and it was her first chat too. Hopefully the one tonite at Fallen Angel Reviews will go just as good! So if anyone feels the need to procrastinate or chat…please drop by the Fallen Angels chatroom between 9 and 10 pm EST tonight (Wednesday) and say HI!! I’d love to see some familiar faces.