Monday, December 30, 2019

#Smashwords #Sale #Erotica #Freebies from Your Friends Lexi and Giselle

We're well into the year-end Smashwords sale, so I guess it's time to tell you I've got quite a few freebies available on the site, including...

Dry Rub: Femdom Bondage Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/957068?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Not Funny: Playful BDSM Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/944091?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Being Bad: 3 Erotic Stories of Hot Sex in Public Places
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/784924?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Country Roads: Lesbian Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/833738?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica


That filthy-minded sockpuppet Lexi Wood brings you free taboo smut, including...

Bossy Brat
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/900153?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Daddy's Little College Girl
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/934536?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Bessy Bangs Daddy
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/809446?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica



If you want to spend some money on my books while they're on sale, I absolutely invite you to do so! Here are a few of the books other readers have been buying during the Smashwords sale...

Shaking Up This Costume Party: Lesbian Secrets
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/610141?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

It’ll Cure What Ails You (Forbidden Lesbian Lust)
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/433696?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

The Invisible Husband: Best BDSM Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/439808?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

The Sweetest Burn: Best BDSM Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/431878?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Kitty vs Cougar: Taboo Lesbian Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/544412?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Waxing is for Pussies: Kinky Lesbian Threesome Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/392486?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Waiting in Vein: Lesbian BDSM Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/905761?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

There are plenty more short stories on sale at Smashwords right now, in addition to novels, novellas, novelettes and anthologies. Sale ends January 1st 2020, so get clicking. Hope you find something that tickles your fancy and suits your budget! I'm sure you will.

Happy New Year, and be sure to visit me every day at my daily music blog!
Love,
Giselle

Sunday, December 1, 2019

Cosima's Diary: My Life as a Unicorn #Lesbian #Diaries


The third book in my Lesbian Diaries series is now available for your reading pleasure--and it's a good one!

Remember, you don't need to read these diaries in any particular order. Each book is about a different set of characters, so start with whichever story rings your bell!

Cosima’s Diary
My Life as a Unicorn
by Giselle Renarde
Series: The Lesbian Diaries
Book: 3

Cosima is a paid unicorn. No, not the mythical creature, though women like Cosima are almost as rare—that’s why she’s so much in demand. Cosima consorts with married couples. It’s not just a job, to her. She thinks of it as a calling. That’s why she’s so torn when she meets Lenore: part-time barista, part-time nurse, full-time girl of Cosima’s dreams. Lenore’s not so sure she wants to date a woman she has to share. Can Cosima choose between the vocation she loves and the woman she wants?

The ebook is available from many retailers, including...
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/992145?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B081RK5SJX?tag=dondes-20
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/cosima-s-diary
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=XWe_DwAAQBAJ

You can also get the paperback from Amazon! https://www.amazon.com/dp/1710688440?tag=dondes-20

Friday, November 29, 2019

December's going to be a great month for #AudioErotica patrons!


This December, I'm treating my AudioErotica patrons like the treasures they are.

Rather than just posting one short story every Friday like I usually do, I'll be giving patrons access to TWO holiday novellas at the end of the month.

December starts off business as usual:

  • December 6th 2019, patrons will be listening to my lesbian erotic story FIRST NIGHT ON A WATERBED.
  • December 13th 2019, patrons will treat their ears to an erotic confession called STANDING ROOM ONLY.  Public sex at the opera!
  • December 20th 2019 it's SUGAR BUSH, lesbian temperature play for Christmas.


That's when things really take off.


  • December 28th 2019 through January 4th 2020, patrons will be listening to my spicy New Year's romance OUT OF THE COLD--same deal as the previous week: one new chapter every day!

It's going to be a treat! If you're not a patron already, you'll definitely want to join NOW!

  • Patrons at the $4+ level get to listen to everything I've just mentioned.
  • Patrons at the $1 level, who usually get access to one audio erotica story per month, get to listen not only to FIRST NIGHT ON A WATERBED, but OUT OF THE COLD as well!  

What a deal!

Become an AudioErotica Patron today!



Sunday, November 17, 2019

Apocalypse of the Self: #Queer #Identity and #Aging


When I was a teenager, older adults warned me that no matter how old you get, you always look into the mirror expecting to see your eighteen-year-old self.

My eighteen-year-old self isn't all I expect to see.

There are so many layers to the person I think of as ME.

Most salient is my queer identity.

I don't think I'd heard the word QUEER used in an empowering way to describe one's own sexuality until my final year of university. I'd been kicked out of a psycholinguistics course because I didn't have the prerequisites. The university notified me by post, except they sent the letter to my mother's address--and I didn't live there.

By the time I discovered I'd been kicked out of my class, it was too late to pick up another course.

I wouldn't be graduating with my cohort. I needed to take a summer course if I wanted to convocate in the fall.

To complicate matters, I'd already secured a full-time job. I would be working for the same company where I'd worked part-time throughout most of my university years.

So I needed an evening summer class to accommodate my new job.

I'd shied away from taking LGBT courses in university. I felt like taking those courses meant committing to an aspect of myself I wasn't fully ready to embrace at that stage. But when one of the only appealing evening courses during the summer happened to be an LGBT course, it sort of felt like the universe guiding me gently toward my identity.

Gently, but firmly.

During the course of that course (which changed names three times that summer--I have no idea what it ended up being called), I felt like I'd found my people, and found myself. Hearing the lecturers talk about queer identities was both enlightening and empowering.

I still shied away from calling myself queer, because I didn't feel "qualified." Which is stupid, but it's easy to feel that way--and it was even easier to feel that way back when I was in university. There's a ridiculous amount of gatekeeping that goes on in queer culture.

In time, I adopted my queer identities. Not only is my sexual identity QUEER, but my gender is, as well. Even before I'd embraced my genderqueer identity, I pushed back against the gender binary by dressing androgynously. Androgynous attire felt like a safety net, for me. That's how I showed the world I wasn't the person they wanted me to be.

Another aspect of identity I've clung to throughout my adult life has to do with living under the poverty line and setting myself apart from "rich people." I grew up in a "bad neighbourhood," and that's stayed with me even after 15 years of living in a "good neighbourhood."

A couple weeks ago, I was on my way to a volunteer shift. My work takes place in an office space where people dress well, and so I started dressing well when I went in. My co-workers don't need to know that my business attire came to me in a garbage bag from a clothes horse friend of the family, who generously unloads her old clothes on myself and my sisters. Every garbage bag is like Christmas, particularly because this girl's clothes fit us so perfectly.

Anyway, I was on my way to my volunteer shift this one day when I caught a glimpse of myself in a shop window.

My reflection truly shocked me.

Not only was I no longer 18, but I didn't look poor, I didn't look queer (whatever that means), I didn't look androgynous--I didn't look the way I felt.

I looked like a yuppy.

I looked like the kind of person who goes to their office job and comes home to a husband and kids.

How do I know who I am if I look like someone I'm not?

The image I'm used to seeing in the mirror is a greasy-haired androgynous kid in dirty, ripped clothes. I'm used to being mistaken for homeless. Not anymore. I dress better than I used to when I leave the house. And, because my "nice" clothes are femme, that means I'm presenting femme more often than before.

Not just that, but I'm no longer in a relationship with a woman--a relationship that outwardly validated that, yes, I am queer.  Just look at who I'm dating!  She PROVES my queerness!

The partner I have now is a man, so anyone observing us as a couple would make the assumption that I'm straight.

My sexual identity isn't reliant upon the gender of my partner. I can be queer with a partner of any gender, or without any partner at all. Queer is who I am. However, when you look like you're cis and you look like you're straight and you look like you're financially secure, the world treats you a hell of a lot better than it does when you look homeless and queer.

So, if the world is suddenly a more hospitable place, why am I complaining?

I don't know. It just doesn't feel like me. It isn't me. I look like something I'm not. And I'm rattled by that.

The mirror doesn't reflect the me I see inside. But the truly troubling thing is that, aesthetically, what I see in the mirror... I actually kind of like it.


Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Bridie's Diary, from the #Lesbian #Diaries Series

Last month I brought you Ariadne's Diary. This month we've got Bridie, and the books couldn't more different.

Ariadne's Diary is pretty porny, about a young woman crushing on an older one. Bridie's Diary is about an older woman crushing on a younger one. So maybe they're not so different after all. I guess the difference is tone rather than content. Both contain plenty of sex, but Ariadne strikes me as more smutty, whereas Bridie is more literary.

Or maybe the tone of both books is exactly the same. Authors are terrible judges of their own books.

All I know is that, at this point in my life (midlife), I identify with Bridie far more than Ariadne.

I'm glad things work out for her. I hope it's not a spoiler to say that her future's looking bright by the end of the book.

Bridie’s Diary
by Giselle Renarde
Series: The Lesbian Diaries
Book: 2


Bridie never expected to find herself in this position at midlife: leaving her husband and moving to the ends of the earth, purchasing her childhood home, falling in love with her tenant...

Ness is everything Bridie is not. She’s young and bold and artsy and trans. Bridie can’t fight the attraction. It’s addictive. It’s overwhelming.

But when Bridie’s best friend shows up to remind her what life was like when they were lovers, she’s torn between fresh possibilities and familiar passions. Will Bridie choose the old or the new? Or will life choose for her?

Lesbian fiction from award-winning queer Canadian author Giselle Renarde.

Get it from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/987942?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Fgi5DwAAQBAJ
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/bridie-s-diary
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZJSPY4F?tag=dondes-20
Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bridies-diary-giselle-renarde/1134377075?ean=2940163374076

Radish readers can read the serialized version here: https://radish.app.link/eNqKBykw50

Sunday, October 20, 2019

The Magician and Me #Tarot #Writing #MidlifeCrisis

from Modern Witch Tarot by Lisa Sterle

I'm coming home to things I loved as a teenager. Tarot is one of those things.

When I can't sleep, I listen to tarot podcasts. One night, I listened to a podcast about calculating your birth card. I knew about significators--cards you use to signify yourself or other people--but I'd always used the card associated with my astrological sign as mine.

My birth card (Major Arcana card you get to by adding down your birth date, month and year until you have a number that's less than ten) turned out to be... The Magician.

I wasn't feeling particularly magical when I made this discovery. This past year has been full of grief, depression, anxiety, and plenty of other deep feelings. I've been in midlife crisis mode, big-time. I've made sweeping changes and questionable choices.

Where work is concerned, I wondered: "What is the point?" My books are still selling, but only the old ones. When I write something new, I can't seem to convince more than 3 people to buy a copy.  It's disheartening, it really is.

Life felt like something that was happening to me, not something I was actively engaged in. When I was numb, I didn't care whether I lived or died. When my feelings came back, I had too many all at once. Too many emotions, too strong. What's preferable? Feeling too much or feeling dead inside?

When I realized The Magician was my birth card, it opened up something inside me. Couldn't have come at a better time, because I was really starting to feel like I had no control over my life. Huge choices and life events all seemed to be in other people's hands, and I felt like I was just waiting for others to make a move so my life could finally begin.

The Magician doesn't wait around. The Magician makes things happen. He is me. I can manifest my will here on earth! I can do it!

One of the tarot podcasters I listen to and love is constantly saying that nothing's fixed in stone--if you don't like the direction your life is going, you can change it. For some reason, that had never occurred to me. I felt like I just had to wait around until something happened, and hope it was something good.

The Magician card convinced me that I have a part to play in my own life. I don't have to feel like everyone else is running the show (though, realistically, I still do, most of the time). I have the option of making choices and acting on those choices. I can choose which direction I want my life to go.

Even that much is progress. A few months ago, I felt like I had no life left in me.

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Sunday, September 29, 2019

Den of Beatrix: #FirstTime #Lesbian #Erotica #Audiobook

https://play.google.com/store/audiobooks/details/Giselle_Renarde_Den_of_Beatrix?id=AQAAAECMPVF9zM
Den of Beatrix
First Time Lesbian Erotica
by Giselle Renarde

Perdy’s never been with a woman, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t interested. When a loudly lesbian cashier starts working at the local drugstore, Perdy is instantly attracted. There’s only one problem: Perdy’s married. What will her husband of fifteen years think of her desire? And, if she makes a move, will beautiful Beatrix bring Perdy into her lair?

Buy Now from:
Audible US
Audible UK
Audible FR
Audible DE

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/audiobooks/details/Giselle_Renarde_Den_of_Beatrix?id=AQAAAECMPVF9zM
Nook: https://www.nookaudiobooks.com/audiobook/246360/den-of-beatrix
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/audiobook/den-of-beatrix
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Scribd: https://www.scribd.com/audiobook/388114934/Den-of-Beatrix-First-Time-Lesbian-Erotica

Or check to see if your local library system's digital audiobook service carries this title!

Saturday, September 21, 2019

Ariadne’s Diary: I’m in Love with my Teacher!

If you follow me on Twitter, you've heard me mention the "lesbian smut books" I've been writing.

This is the first in that series.

The series is called "The Lesbian Diaries" and it premieres with my novel "Ariadne's Diary."

I've written three "Lesbian Diaries" so far, and Ariadne's is by far the smuttiest. If you're looking for erotica with lots of sex scenes, this is it. The story's about an 18-year-old student who can't keep her panties on around her sexy teacher. Her brain turns to mush thanks to Ms. Bambini's magnificent breasts, which spells trouble for her grades. She might not even graduate--that's how dire her situation has become.

Luckily, Ms. Bambini is willing to help... in any and every way possible.

If you need a break from everything that's going on in the world, I hope you'll turn to my new book for a dose of escapism.

Enjoy this first-in-series. Every book will feature different characters and situations, but they will all be written in diary form.

Ariadne’s Diary
I’m in Love with my Teacher!
by Giselle Renarde
Series: The Lesbian Diaries
Book: 1


Ariadne is desperate for love, and she wants her teacher to give it to her.

Ms. Bambini’s about as buxom as they come. Just the sight of her in those silky white blouses and black leather skirts sends Ariadne’s brain to fantasy land. How can anyone be expected to concentrate with Ms. Bambini at the head of the class?

When Ariadne’s grades slip into the danger zone, Ms. Bambini offers up some most unusual tutoring sessions. Ariadne never imagined her life would head down such a torrid path, but will Ms. Bambini’s help become Ariadne’s downfall?

Lesbian fiction from award-winning queer Canadian author Giselle Renarde.


Buy Now from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/958701?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=vOOvDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07XZJ9FBT?tag=dondes-20
BN: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1133609166?ean=2940163338610
...and many more ebook retailers!

Read at Radish: https://radish.app.link/0FAhbwlh6Z

The paperback should be available soon.

Tuesday, September 3, 2019

The Mind That Cried Storm

Thunder and lightning woke me at five, this morning. Fireballs in the sky, crashes of sound and energy that reverberated through my bed. Storms are phenomenal, when they're happening outside your own mind.

Inside? That's another story.

I had a few bad months, mentally and emotionally. Well, more than a few bad months. But I had a few REALLY bad months. Depression and anxiety teamed up to poison my mind with all kinds of inaccurate thoughts. I kept imagining scenarios where everything went wrong, and reacting to them as though they were real. They weren't real. My mind created them out of nothing. My thoughts were not reality-based, and yet I responded to them as though they were.

One day I cried for 8 hours straight. I kind of reached my breaking point.

A friend of mine, who happens to be a doctor, recommended a workbook called Mind Over Mood to help me implement cognitive behavioural therapy techniques. It was exactly what I needed, because it teaches you to look at those thoughts, to examine them for accuracy, to determine whether real-life evidence supports them.

In most cases, for me, the anxiety thoughts had almost zero basis in reality.

While I was doing my worksheets, I didn't feel like they were helping me. I still felt anxious, I still felt insecure and unsettled. But the act of observing obviously changed me, over time, because these past few weeks should have been killer, and I've gotten through them with considerably more ease than anticipated.

I have my mother to thank, in large part. She doesn't know the meaning of the word "anxiety." Her philosophy is that she'll deal with stuff as it happens. No sense worrying about things that may never come to pass.

My mother's had a series of medical appointments throughout the spring and summer, culminating in a biopsy for which my siblings and I nervously awaited results. My mom wasn't nervous, though. "What's the point in being nervous? I'll just waste all this time when I could be doing other things. When I find out what's going on, then the doctors will tell us what to do."

We got the results last week. My mom has cancer. It always takes a while for these things to sink in, for me. I don't know whether I'm still in that numb stage, or whether Mind Over Mood truly did prepare me for this. Or maybe my mother prepared me by setting an example of not worrying. It isn't put on, with her. She is a truly happy-go-lucky person. She trusts her doctor. She trusts that the chemo and other therapies will do their job, and she'll be just fine by this time next year.

I hope she's right, but, more than that, I trust that she's right. Part of this is intuition. I woke up the morning of her appointment thinking, "It'll be cancer, but it'll be fine." It's just hard to trust intuition when its cousin, anxiety, has so often led me astray.

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Monday, August 5, 2019

Did that really happen? #SecretConfessions #Erotica


A few months ago, I devoured a book of funny little stories about living with roommates. The reason I picked up The Roommates: True Tales of Friendship, Rivalry, Romance, and Disturbingly Close Quarters is that I've never lived with people. Well, I lived with family, growing up, but I've lived alone all my adult life.

I was curious about the lifestyle. I wanted to know what it was really like to have roommates. One of my sisters has lived with tons of friends, fellow university students, even strangers. And has she got tales to tell! That's what I hoped to find in this book.

And I totally did! Truth stranger than fiction--that sort of thing. Do you ever experience something in your life and go, "Man, if I wrote this in a story readers would say, THAT COULD NEVER HAPPEN"? I love stuff like that.

(By the way, I just looked up The Roommates on Amazon and it had nothing but poor reviews, so I left a positive one.  Do you ever love a book, then see all these terrible customer reviews and wonder if you're stupid or something? Like, what did I miss?)

Anyhoo...

My first book of erotic confessions is now available as an audiobook. Secret Confessions is a veritable smorgasbord of erotica: 36 stories in all!

I've written a lot of letter-style erotica over the years. That's pretty much how I started my career in this industry. Are all my confessions true? Ummm... no. Are some of them true. Well... yes.

What's the appeal of confessional erotica? It's gotta be the curiosity factor. I'm curious about roommates because I've never had roommates. Readers are curious about sex because they've never had sex.

Wait... that doesn't sound right. Maybe readers just want to know what's going on in other people's bedrooms. Maybe they want to draw ideas from other people's experiences. Maybe they haven't had THAT kind of sex. Maybe they have had that kind of sex and want to read about other people's experience of same--good, bad or mediocre.

I'm upfront in my Confessions books about some stories being true and some being false. Actually, some are in between as well. Some are things I wish had happened.

Ultimately, how much would a reader care if a story they thought was true wasn't really?

If you told me none of the stories in The Roommates were true, it honestly wouldn't matter to me. I was entertained by the book. That's good enough for me.

I'm the same way with ghost stories. I think I've mentioned before that I love those "my real ghost story" TV shows. Do I necessarily believe everything the interviewees tell the camera? I kind of think I don't believe or disbelieve them. I don't think people are lying, but I also know TV is there to entertain me, and a lot of that entertainment involves deception.

So, what's your take on true sex stories, or true anything stories? Why do people crave them? And does it matter if they really are true?

Listen to SECRET CONFESSIONS, narrated by me--Giselle Renarde! Look for it at Audible or wherever you normally get your audiobooks!

Saturday, July 27, 2019

I Watched Her Wash a Cucumber #Lesbian #OfficeSex #FoodSex #Erotica

I Watched Her Wash a Cucumber
Lesbian Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463186954

The first time I caught Nazrene from Accounting washing a massive field cucumber in the bathroom sink, I wondered what on earth she planned to do with it. The third time I caught her, she took me up to the rooftop garden on our office building and she showed me!

Buy now from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/950682?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Thursday, July 25, 2019

We don't talk about these things: #Sex, #Taboo & 90210


I've been re-watching Beverly Hills 90210 on DVD.

I just finished the first season and I'll tell you this: I remember watching EVERY SINGLE ONE of those episodes when they originally aired in 1990.

Yesterday I got to the episode that has lived inside my brain since I first watched it: the one where Dylan and Brenda have sex for the first time. It's been almost 30 years since I first watched this episode and I still remember tons of lines from the show. Like how after they have sex for the first time Brenda makes the hotel bed and when Dylan tells her she doesn't have to do that she says, "What will the maid think?"

That line has stayed with me all these years. I don't know why.  I just like it.  It would make a good book title, wouldn't it?  The butler did it! What will the maid think?

Okay, something else about that episode has stayed with me too.  Something more personal.

My parents knew I loved 90210 even though, being a preteen when it first came on the air, I was a tad young to be watching it.  Maybe not by today's standards, but I don't have kids so what do I know about today's standards?

Anyway, I've mentioned before that my mother worked nights and my father was always passed out by the end of Entertainment Tonight.  That meant I got to watch 90210 (and everything else that came on after 7:30) without parental supervision. And THAT meant I didn't experience the awkwardness of having my mom glaring uncomfortably in my direction as teenagers on TV discussed the risks and rewards of having sex.

Thank goodness for that, because sex was a taboo topic in my household. Still is. Nobody ever discussed sex when I was a kid.  Nobody ever discusses it now. I'm very close with one of my sisters. We've never talked about sex.  Not once.

My mom did give me "the sex talk" (which was more awkward than informative) but here's what prompted that discussion:

When my mom announced that she was pregnant with my youngest sister, I was mad as hell.  This wasn't your typical sibling rivalry or whatever kids go through when they're afraid a new baby will usurp their Favourite Child crown. I already had other siblings. I hadn't been upset about their existence.

This one was different. I was ten years old and already I had more than enough experience raising children.

You know, I had an epiphany a couple months ago. I heard the word "neglect" and started thinking about the way definitions shift over time.  When I was a kid, I would have defined child neglect as, like, taking off for two weeks and leaving your kids to fend for themselves. I wouldn't have considered myself or my siblings neglected. There was always an adult body present in the house. Now I realize that if that adult body is not conscious, it doesn't count. If one parent is out of the house and the other is perpetually drunk and you've got a 7-year-old running the show, yeah, sadly, that's neglect.

Ouch.  I hope my mom never reads this.  It would kill her.  She is such a devoted parent.  Being a mother is the most important thing in her world.  I know she did what she thought was best for us, always, but living in a domestic violence situation with an alcoholic made life really difficult for all of us.

Not only was I raising myself and my siblings, but I was babysitting a parent as well.  I remember that I always had to wake myself up during the night to go downstairs and check the kitchen. My dad had a habit of coming to late at night or early in the morning and cooking when he was barely conscious. He would put something on the stove or in the oven, then pass out again.  One of my responsibilities was to get out of bed at regular intervals to make sure there was nothing burning downstairs.

So when my mom announced that she would be having another baby, my little 10-year-old brain did its little 10-year-old version of screaming, "How dare you stick me with another kid?" I felt like she was spitting out babies for me to look after. I was so mad.

For whatever reason, my mom was convinced I was angry about her pregnancy because I didn't clearly understand where babies came from.

When I heard this theory, everything inside me did a little 10-year-old version of going: "You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Her theory seemed so juvenile and irrelevant. I had bigger fish to fry.

Of course, I didn't communicate to my mother WHY I was mad.  It would have hurt her feelings, for starters.  More than that, we didn't talk about feelings in my family.  That was a taboo even bigger than sex. I chose to sit through the awkward sex talk rather than admitting to my mom that, at 10 years old, I was already too worn out to take care of another kid.

A few days after that highly memorable Brenda-and-Dylan-have-sex episode of Beverly Hills 90210 first aired, my mom confronted me on the topic. She told me I wasn't allowed to watch the show anymore. Apparently that episode had caused an uproar. Moms across America (and Canada too, I guess) were pissed these two teen characters on a TV show discussed the possibility of having sex, had sex, were happy about their decision, and nothing bad happened.  Everybody knows that when teens have premarital sex on TV, their genitals are supposed to shrivel up and fall into a bucket of boiling lava.

Anyway, the hoopla around this episode was such that my mother heard about it and confronted me on the issue.  I remember her exact words: "I heard that Dylan and Brenda had sex!"

And you know what I said?

"No they didn't."

I lied for them.

I lied for Dylan and Brenda.  I did it to protect their reputations.  No, that's not true.  I lied because I wanted to keep watching the show.  Mind you, one of the perks of being a neglected child is that, between raising someone else's kids and making sure the house doesn't burn down, you can really watch whatever you want on TV.


Giselle Renarde is an award-winning queer Canadian writer. Nominated Toronto’s Best Author in NOW Magazine’s 2015 Readers’ Choice Awards, her fiction has appeared in well over 100 short story anthologies. Giselle's juicy novels include Anonymous, In Shadow, Cherry, Nanny State, Seven Kisses, and The Other Side of Ruth.

Monday, July 22, 2019

I Chase Straight Girls #Lesbian #Erotica

I Chase Straight Girls
Lesbian Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463101124

Mona’s not afraid to admit that she preys on straight girls. Her latest business venture of painting homes has put her in close contact with yummy mummies like Crystelle, whose husband obviously hasn’t been paying her the attention she deserves. Mona knows she can snag any woman, and she’ll have this one before the job is done!

Buy now from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/950061?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

The Finer Things A #Spicy #NewAdult #Romance Short

The Finer Things
A Spicy New Adult Romance Short

By Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463515204

As soon as Melanie arrives home for summer break, she remembers why her parents' maid Sinta is her favorite person in the world. When Melanie meets Sinta's dreamy son, Jansen, he offers her a summer job at the factory where he works. She's amazed how good it feels to work hard and go home exhausted -- and making out in the parking lot during their lunch hour is just the icing on the cake! But how far will they go in a car?

Buy it from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/949185?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Saturday, July 13, 2019

In Pearls: #Lesbian #Spanking #Erotica

In Pearls
Lesbian Spanking Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463483855

When Davina moves in, Greer expects the delicious diva to help out with household chores. No such luck! Davina doesn't do windows... or dishes or anything else. One day Greer's frustration comes to a head, and she realizes the only way Davina will ever contribute is if she gets to put on a show. Greer is more than happy to watch her woman vacuum, as long as it's in pearls, high heels, and vintage lingerie!

Enjoy butch/femme lesbian erotic fiction today!

Buy the ebook from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/948559?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Friday, July 12, 2019

July Smashwords Sale Freebies

It's July, and that means it's Smashwords Sale month!

Pretty much my entire catalogue is 50% off, and a lot of my erotica shorts are available for FREE!  Collect them all! Here are some free ebooks now!
And Kimi Makes Three: Lesbian Threesome Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/945948?tag=GiselleRenardeErotica

Not Funny: Playful BDSM Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/944091?tag=GiselleRenardeErotica

Artists' Wives: Lesbian Stranger Sex Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/943801?tag=GiselleRenardeErotica

The Psychic Harem: Lesbian Group Sex Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/941314?tag=GiselleRenardeErotica

Wife Sandwich: Older Man, Younger Woman, Older Woman Threesome Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/907660?tag=GiselleRenardeErotica

Country Roads: Lesbian Erotica
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/833738?tag=GiselleRenardeErotica

There's more where those come from. For freebies and sale items, check out my catalogue at https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/GiselleRenardeErotica/authors#published

Wednesday, July 10, 2019

#NewRelease #Audiobook! Sapphic Confessions: 24 #Kinky #Lesbian #SexStories

Sapphic Confessions
24 Kinky Lesbian Sex Stories
By: Giselle Renarde
Narrated by: Giselle Renarde

I kissed a girl...and I didn’t stop there! Twenty-four eye-opening lesbian tales so titillating you won’t be able to resist listening to the next confession. Butches, femmes, chapstick lesbians, bisexual beauties, experienced older women and curious first-timers admit to their naughty deeds in this hot new short story collection.

Bad girls get caught being naughty in church. A bi femme gets spanked by a butch stranger in her pool’s sauna room. An established couple hires a gorgeous girl for a first-time threesome. A fiery motorcycle dyke makes a scene outside a lesbian nightclub. An incorrigible house painter converts rich MILFs in their own homes. Driving lessons get dirty on a dusty country road.

All this and so much more in Sapphic Confessions: 24 Kinky Lesbian Sex Stories!

Giselle Renarde’s erotic fiction has appeared in over 100 anthologies, including prestigious collections like Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Lesbian Romance, Best Women’s Erotica, Girl Fever, and the Lambda Award-winning collection Wild Girls, Wild Nights.

Get SAPPHIC CONFESSIONS from Audible
Audible UK

Tuesday, July 9, 2019

First Time Spanked: #Lesbian #Spanking #Erotica

This one's based on a true story. I accidentally called my girlfriend "Mom" one time (in bed), so look at me! I have Daddy issues AND Mommy issues! Quality autobiographical fiction right here!

First Time Spanked
Lesbian Spanking Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463120460

When Louisa’s younger girlfriend slips up and calls her by the wrong name, Louisa shows her girl just what an older woman can give by doling out their very first spanking, followed by their second spanking, their third...

Get it from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/947997?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Monday, July 8, 2019

Out of Body: #Gay #BDSM #Erotica

Out of Body
Gay BDSM Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9781370976133

The moment Shirley the psychic detective gets her hands on a picture of the missing young man, she knows precisely where he’s at: he’s strung up naked against the door of a dank motel room. The Master approaches, riding crop in hand. Was young Luca brought to the scene by force or was he a willing participant in his own disappearance?

Get it from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/947579?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Friday, July 5, 2019

Question and Answer: #NewAdult College Consent #Erotica

Question and Answer
College Consent Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463997024

When Hambly University introduces the "Question and Answer" policy, Student Body President Jocelyn Reddick must sell Council on the program's validity.  Remus, the School of Art representative, can’t believe she wants to impose a rule on students that would restrict their sexual activities. Can Jocelyn prove it’s a good idea with a little one-on-one tutoring?

Buy now from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/947381?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Thursday, July 4, 2019

Artists’ Wives: #Lesbian #StrangerSex #Erotica

Artists’ Wives
Lesbian Stranger Sex Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463339572

Tara’s never worked as an artist’s model before. She’s got a thing for artists, which is why she’s so let down when Master Reinhardt doesn’t make a move! But when a sexy young art student takes an interest in Tara’s hirsute nudity, she’s in for a treat. These girls have only just met, but that won’t stop them!

Get it FREE from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/943801?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica


Wednesday, July 3, 2019

Melonhead: #Queer and #Kinky #Erotica

Another day in July, another erotica short for you to read. This one's about a queer dude fucking a cantaloupe in a hotel room while two queer girls watch!

MelonheadQueer and Kinky Erotica
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9781370261390

Jai doesn’t make it through airport security too easily. His luggage gets rifled forty times per trip. That's why he never brings along his many, many sex toys. But Jai is a planner, and he knows a warm cantaloupe is heaven. His hotel room doesn't have a microwave, so a hotel worker offers to heat up his melon and bring it to his room. When she arrives, she isn't alone. Jai has two female spectators, and they aren't about to leave until he puts on a show.

Get your copy from Smashwords! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/947082?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Tuesday, July 2, 2019

Office Sex: Workplace #Erotica

July 1st marks the first day of the big annual Smashwords sale. Thanks to this sale, July is usually my highest-grossing month--and, boy, could I use the money this year! So I've decided to release erotica shorts throughout the month, in hopes of encouraging even more sales than usual.

It's time to stock up, and you might as well start with OFFICE SEX! When I read this story over the other day, I couldn't believe how hot it was. Perfect balance of romance and explicit sex, for a short story--if you like coworker crushes and rug burn!

Office Sex
by Giselle Renarde
ISBN: 9780463171332

When a celebrity hotspot catches fire, the entire office watches it burn from their lofty glass tower. The fire reminds Isobel that anything can happen at any time. If a trendy restaurant can burn, she could be taken down in an instant… and she's only slept with one man in her entire life! If the end came tomorrow, she'd regret not making a move on Ahmed, her coworker crush.  The fire says 'Do it now!' Will Isobel listen?

Buy it from Smashwords now!
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946955?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Saturday, June 29, 2019

What Good is #Writing?


I used to tell people writing meant nothing to me. Family, friends, writers, readers... I told everyone that writing was something I only did to make money. Writing wasn't like breathing, for me. I didn't feel like I had to do it or I'd die.

I'd heard from a lot of other authors that they'd write even if nobody paid them for it.  Even if nobody bought their books.

Not me. I was only in it for the cold hard cash.

That was then.

It took me quite a number of years before I started to realize the place of meaning and resolution writing held in my life.  When I first started writing, I was selling erotica shorts to anthologies and periodicals. I was signing contracts with niche publishers.

I think it was the market for periodicals that dried up first. Anthologies followed a few years later.  Around that time, the small publishers I was signing with started toppling like dominoes.

So I started self-publishing. Why not?  The stigma was lifting.  It was suddenly easy to publish independently. And I had quite a number of works at my disposal, including those that had come back to me from publishers that had folded.

Things went pretty okay.  I was hardly a Kindle Millionaire, but I understood the process.  Publishing seemed pretty straightforward. I uploaded my books to various retailers through various distributors and in various formats. They sold copies. Again, not a million copies, but enough that I could pay my rent and put food on the table (and in my cats' bowls).

And now?

Looking at my life holistically, I'd have to say, at the moment, it's a mess. My career is a huge part of that mess. I've experienced an enormous amount of grief and loss this year--in terms of loved ones dying and so forth--but also in terms of loss of income, dwindling sales.

The last book I wrote that was meaningful to me sold two copies.

Although my career is writing, writing is not merely a career.  Not anymore.

Writing has become much more than a career.

Much, much more.

After my cousin's death this summer, I started writing about grief.  About my grief.  Non-fiction. I started out telling myself it was publishable, that I was writing for monetary gain. But I realized very quickly that allowing anyone on the planet to read the most intimate details of my family's pain would be a betrayal to those who were hurting the most. There could be a time in the future when that changes, but that's kind of not the point.

The point is that, even after I realized I was writing stuff I couldn't possibly publish... I kept doing it.

I kept writing because the act of writing helped me. That's when I realized I was actually journaling. Didn't feel like it, because I'd never typed a journal before. I'd run out of people to talk to (or, I convinced myself I had, convinced myself nobody wanted to hear me repeat the same thoughts over and over again), but I could always write.

It helped me so much. I could never have imagined how much, honestly.  If you're going through some shit and it's never occurred to you to write it all down, I highly recommend it. Most people have probably figured this out by the age of eight.  Guess it took me a little longer than that.

There's something freeing about getting to a low point in your career.  You can stop thinking about what others want from you, because clearly they don't want anything--if they did, they'd be buying your books.  It's a time when you can turn to yourself and ask, "All things being equal, what would you really like to work on?"

And then you can write a book like this:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/912373?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

Or a book like this:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07JHW2Q2V?tag=dondes-20

Or a book nobody's ever going to see, because it isn't a book at all.

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

#BDSM #Erotica, Collaring, a Towel Whip and a Public #Sex Reunion

I've got a few new erotica ebooks to tell you about. We've got collaring, we've got a towel whip, we've got reunion sex. Collect all three!

Not Funny
Playful BDSM Erotica

Bonnie's always suspected she could use a good dose of pain. Her sex life with Darren is satisfying, but very routine. She's tried to sell her husband on spanking, but he thinks the idea of adults smacking one another is a little weird. One morning, after a sexy shower, Darren surprises Bonnie by flicking her beautiful behind with his towel. She can't believe the burn. By mid-day her butt is streaked with whip wounds and she can't sit still. She places a call. Darren's only marked one cheek so far... would he mind rushing home to take care of the other?

Get it from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/944091?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
or Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=WkOdDwAAQBAJ


Back Row Reunion
Second Chance Sex

Mai Ly and Mike were so close in high school, but that was, what, more than ten years ago? Seems like only yesterday they got a little wild on a field trip to the planetarium. Now Mai Ly is a TV icon while Mike works as a lowly usher at a fringe theatre. When the house lights fade, Mike can't believe how eager his old friend is to revisit the past. But if Mai Ly liked Mike so much back in the day, and if she still likes him now, what's keeping these two apart?

Get it from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/944094?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
or Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=WEOdDwAAQBAJ


Diamonds and Gold
Adulterous BDSM Erotica

Jai Li isn't your typical millionaire businesswoman… or your typical submissive, for that matter. She's been married to her husband and Master for nearly 25 years, and she's spent 4 of those years cheating on him with a man in another city. It’s easy enough to claim she's traveling for business. But has Jai Li, the adulterous submissive, really pulled the wool over Master's eyes? Or will a permanently-affixed diamond and gold collar show her otherwise?

Get it from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/942891?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

More to come!

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Thank you for being a reader. #readers #writers #gratitude


I saw a tweet the other day that really pissed me off.

I won't say who it came from or even what line of work they're in, but the tweet was a real screw-you to all their followers. It said something along the lines of: you think you're so supportive because you follow me and retweet me, but if you're not buying my products then you're not helping me at all because retweets don't pay the rent.

When I saw that, I was seriously taken aback. I haven't stopped thinking about it, and it makes me want to communicate, now more than ever, that I don't feel that way about my followers on twitter or on my blog here or anywhere else. Quite the opposite. I appreciate the time you take to read my words, whether they're in blog form, tweet form, or book form.

I appreciate your time.

If you read something I've written here at Donuts and Desires or on twitter and you take a moment to share it with others, I appreciate that action tremendously.

In fact, it's about more than just your time. It's about much, much more.

The other day I was thinking about book reviews. I don't read reviews of my work, but I appreciate beyond words that readers take the time to share their thoughts with the entire internet.

Sharing your opinions with the world isn't always easy, especially when you consider the nature of what I'm writing: erotica and queer fiction. If you write a book review about my work, you're sharing a lot about yourself.

Some readers are not in a position where they're able to be "out" as kinky or queer or whatever the case may be. They don't feel they can tell the world this is what they're reading. If you fall into that category, I want you to know it's okay. I don't wish for you to put your security in jeopardy to boost me up. Just know in your heart how much I appreciate that you're reading my words.

And if you are in a position to share your views on my work with the world, I appreciate that too. I appreciate it tremendously. And I appreciate it even if you didn't buy the book you're reviewing--if you checked it out of your local library or you got it for free during some kind of promotion or you found a tattered copy in a bus station bathroom.

Yes, I write for a living. Yes I need to put food on the table with my words. And pay the rent. And cover utilities. I couldn't do any of those things without readers. But does that mean I begrudge the people who "only" subscribe to my newsletter, who "only" retweet me once in a while, who "only" read the free stories on my blog? No! Not in the least.

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/750860?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
Let's be real: this is the world of erotica. Most of the people who buy a title like "Forbidden Family Erotica" won't remember my name once they've read my smut. And you know what? I'm okay with that.

Not every reader needs to be a fan, and not every fan needs to be a reader. Most of my twitter followers have probably never read my work, and they probably never will. But every so often someone retweets a book trailer I've made, and that gets seen by a few people who've never heard of me, and they get interested in my work and a fan inspires a reader without even knowing it.

It's so shitty for anyone to tell their followers "if you're not purchasing my product, you mean nothing to me." I can't get over it. It's got me so riled up.

Hey, YOU. Yes, you! If you're reading this right now, you mean something to me. I've written these words. You've read these words. No money has changed hands, but we've got a connection. And that means something.

At least, to me it does.

https://www.patreon.com/audioerotica/memberships
And if you want to support me financially, Patreon is as good a place as any!

Friday, June 14, 2019

Dressing Up: Fun in Women's Clothing #Erotica #Audiobook

Dressing Up
Fun in Women's Clothing
Audiobook Written and Read by Giselle Renarde

Panties! Dresses! Heels! Wigs!

Wearing women’s clothing sure can be fun. Just ask the men in these three stories: Night Nurse, Yours for Life, and Max Alone in See-Through Panties. Whether he’s on his own or under the command of a good woman, these guys cut a good figure in makeup, uniforms, and even collars and leashes.

Let Giselle tell you a bedtime story (or three) and hot dreams are sure to follow!

Find Dressing Up at...
Nook: https://www.nookaudiobooks.com/audiobook/234427/dressing-up
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/audiobooks/details/Giselle_Renarde_Dressing_Up?id=AQAAAECMulD6zM
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/audiobook/dressing-up-2
Audiobooks.com: https://www.audiobooks.com/audiobook/dressing-up-fun-in-womens-clothing/340817
Scribd: https://www.scribd.com/audiobook/381887686/Dressing-Up-Fun-in-Women-s-Clothing
...and many other retailers, subscription and library services!

Thursday, June 6, 2019

Who Reads Short Shorts? #erotica #ebooks

Okay, so they're not actually SHORT shorts. As far as shorts go, they're a pretty standard length. But nobody ever wrote a song that goes "Who wears pretty standard length shorts?"

Anyway, what I'm trying to tell you is that I've been publishing a lot of my old anthology contributions as erotic ebooks. Just little standalone stories. Just a little treat for the mental taste buds at a low, low price. The ones I'm going to tell you about today are all priced at $0.99, I'm pretty sure.

Here are just a few of my erotic stories newly available as ebooks. Hope something strikes your fancy!

Yours for Life
Feminization Erotica
ISBN 9780463506127

Brian thinks he’s old. The little man no longer stands at attention, and he refuses the blue pills Marina encourages him to take. Middle age is a time for chaste companionship, he says. Well, Marina won’t take his lack of enthusiasm lying down. She’s full of lust and she’ll try any trick in the book to arouse his interest, especially if it means putting her husband in a dress and making him hers… for life!

This story includes puppy play, feminization, senior sex, collaring, married sex, a bisexual wife, and femdomination of a sissy husband!

Buy your copy from any number of online retailers, including Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/940286?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica


The Psychic Harem
Lesbian Group Sex Erotica
ISBN 9780463282519

Dianne's given enough to her greedy long-term girlfriend. When Jane leaves her for a grad student, Dianne decides to be the greedy one for once. She visits The Psychic Harem, a group of women who have been bred for the selected trait of sexual generosity. All she has to do is lie back and enjoy while they fulfill every need and desire Dianne never knew she had. 

This one is lesbian sci-fi group sex set in the not-too-distant future (next Sunday A.D.)?

Buy it from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/941314?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica


Mourner for Hire
Terrifying Ghost Sex Erotica
ISBN 9780463357125

When out-of-work actress Dahlia is offered an easy gig at the cemetery, she scoops it up. All she has to do is visit grave sites on behalf of her clients, who have better things to do than pay respects to the dearly departed. Dahlia talks to the spirits. That's not part of the job, it just helps to pass the time. Bobby is her favourite--until he talks back! And when this supremely solid spirit follows Dahlia home, she finds him impossible to resist.  

This one goes out to all you dubcon/dark romance/dark erotica fans! You know how it goes: ghost soldier follows woman home from the cemetery, wants a taste of that supernatural spirit sex, yadda-yadda-yadda, to be honest I forget how it ends. Read it and find out.

Also available from Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/941483?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica

More to come! I'll keep you posted.
And if you haven't checked out my Friendly Music Visitor site, it's updated every damn day, so get your ass over there: https://friendlymusicvisitor.blogspot.com
Thanks! Love you!
Giselle

Monday, May 27, 2019

Are you lonely? Do you like music? Then, do I have a treat for you!


I won't lie to you: it's been a while since I've felt enthused about work. I'm having a midlife crisis, and everything is in flux. But I'm still here! I'm still scrawling away in the background, producing BRAND NEW EROTIC FICTION for you to enjoy at a later date.

But why am I even talking about writing? That's not what I'm here to tell you about. I'm here to tell you about a BRAND NEW PROJECT I've dreamed up that'll hopefully help those of us who are socially isolated feel not so alone.

Yes, you heard that right: I'm socially isolated. I don't think it was even a gradual thing, for me. I think that, once I started writing full-time, my world instantly grew smaller. In the beginning, I'd take on part-time jobs because I needed the money.  I never realized how helpful it was for my mental health to interact with people out there in the world.

This summer, as I was dealing with the death of a family member who was also isolated and depressed, I realized I needed to change my life. I started doing volunteer work again, and that has helped tremendously (I highly recommend it!), but it wasn't a cure-all. My career as a writer is still very solitary, and I have trouble making friends and all that.

Months ago, I started thinking about how all the resources I've ever heard of that helped people who were socially isolated were for seniors. But the truth is that a lot of younger people feel isolated, too, these days. I wanted to create something online that would help us feel some connection, give us something to look forward to every day, but I didn't know what I could possibly do on a daily basis that wouldn't leave me disastrously overwhelmed.

Well, this week it hit me! I knew I wanted to do some kind of "friendly visitor" thing, but the other day I realized that I'm often posting whatever song is stuck in my head to Twitter.  I LOVE music. Like, music is magic. Music saves me. So I thought... that's what I can do: create a home for us to gather in day by day, where we come together around a song!

Whether you feel socially isolated or you just love music, I hope you'll read about my new project, which I guess is called A FRIENDLY MUSICAL VISIT EVERY DAY and is located at https://friendlymusicvisitor.blogspot.com

I wrote up a whole thing last night, to introduce you to my new project and hopefully get you interested in returning each and ever day. You can read it right here: https://friendlymusicvisitor.blogspot.com/2019/05/what-is-this-where-am-i-whats-it-all.html

Wish me luck with this!  There's nothing worse than starting something new only to find that no one cares. But, of course, that's not going to happen here! This is a great idea, and lots of people are going to love it! (I need to keep telling myself these things...)

Tell your friends!
Giselle

Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Based on a Former Life: #Writing #AgeGap #DaddyFetish #Erotica


I don't tend to keep on top of things.

That's especially true when it comes to the daily drama of the romance world.

But I happened to notice everybody freaking out about a chart-topper on Amazon. Apparently this book featured father/daughter incest and underage sex. It's since been removed from sale because both of those things go against Amazon's terms of service. This book's also been banned by Smashwords, and Smashwords will sell you books about getting fucked by your mom, a bull, and the family dog. It takes some effort to get your book bounced from their system.

Bottom line is you can't publish books featuring sex with minors. Ever. Anywhere. This is what we've all agreed to as authors.

So that whole thing happened.

But it didn't stop there.

Because after that incident, I started seeing authors hating on other books... books wherein the main characters were not related or underage.  Books about legal adults engaged in consensual sex.

Hoo boy.  Here we go.

Remember 10+ years ago, when authors supported each other?  Helped each other?  I do.  I was blown away by the kindness and generosity other writers showed me when I was started out in this business.

Now what do we get?  Authors tearing each other down.  Authors scratching each other's eyes out.  Petty jealousies that turn into witch hunts.  That's what I've been seeing lately.

After the rapey child molester book was taken off the market, I saw authors calling for other books to be taken down too--pretty much any book featuring an older man and younger woman. Consenting adults with an age gap.  Everything must go.

Look, I'm kind of glad nobody in that romance world really knows or cares I exist (or they've hated me for so long that it's not even fun anymore), because I've written a ridiculous amount of age gap fiction and I'm not going to stop because a bunch of angry authors think it's "disgusting." 

Why do I so often write about older men and younger women?  Because I lived it.  You know this about me. You know I was involved with one of my high school teachers, a much older man, a very married man.  I've told this story so many times you're bored just thinking about it. So am I.

Through fiction writing, I'm able to process my experiences as a teen and young adult.  I'm able to think about that time in my life from every angle.  I'm sure that, in reading my fiction, readers who've shared similar experiences are able to process their shit too. I recently heard someone say there's no "junk food" when it comes to media consumption. Even if you think of some stupid TV show you watch as a guilty pleasure, it changes you.  Everything we consume (books, movies, TV, music) works inside our brains in ways we're not even aware of.

Okay, so one thing that attracted me to the older man I was involved with was that... this might sound a little strange... but he was just so sad.  Like, really really sad. Existential ennui, depression, suicidal thoughts. I was so drawn to that.  I just wanted to make him happy.  I wanted to use my body to make him happy.

I was drawn to other qualities, too.  He seemed so knowledgeable and wise. Nobody in my family had gone past high school, and he had a MASTER'S degree. Like, wow, so educated! *swoon* Smart and sad. Shut up and take my virginity!

Did I think our relationship was fucked up while it was happening? Of course not!  I'd have gone to the ends of the earth to defend the choices we made.  Looking back, do I think it was fucked up?  Hell yes. But does that mean I regret my life choices? No, not at all. And does that mean I shouldn't fictionalize my personal experiences? No. It's my life. I'm gonna use it in my books.

"Fine, write your life--but depressing litfic only. It shouldn't be presented in a positive light."

Haha. That was the hottest sex of my life. You think I'm not going to present it that way? My libido's waning by the minute and I very often wish there was some way to recapture those delicious years.  I can't recapture them in life.  I can in fiction.

Pretty much everything I write is massively fucked up.  I'd be bored if it wasn't.  If a bunch of other authors hate me because I write taboo erotica or student/teacher sex or adultery or age play, let them hate. I stopped caring a long time ago.

Except I guess I do still get riled up, or why would I be writing these words?

And why would I have decided to post my new adult novella CHERRY for free at Wattpad?

CHERRY is one super-smutty book.

It's about an 18-year-old girl who falls for her father's best friend on vacation. It's pretty much exactly the kind of book a lot of authors seem to want to burn these days. What I keep thinking is: if a book doesn't appeal to you, DON'T READ IT.  It's obviously not for you. It's probably for the person who's been through this--who's going through it now or who went through it when they were younger.  Or maybe it's just for the reader who wants to peep some hot sex between an older man and a young woman. Why so much judgement? Sheesh.

Anyway, today I posted the first chapter from CHERRY at Wattpad so people can read it for free. I'm going to post a new chapter every day until I'm out of chapters. More info here.

People who find this kind of book offensive can skip it. Or hate-read it. I really don't care.  I'm making CHERRY available FOR FREE for the people who want to read it--to process their experiences... or just to get off.

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one