Quick Six TNG with K.I.L. Kenny

Which excellent editor of such anthologies as Taken, a BBA Menage Anthology, Bite Me, and I Put a Spell on You also happens to be an awesome author? Why, that would be today's guest, K.I.L Kenny!

1. What does "vanilla" mean to you?

A: My favorite ice cream flavor. ;)

2. Is there any moment from your life that you remember in slow motion?

A: Mm, no. I can remember a few moments that seemed to *occur* in slow
motion (usually negative moments, alas), and afterward, the memories are
usually of a single expression or verbal exchange.

3. What's the most unsettling movie you've ever seen?

A: It's a toss-up between "Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" (the REAL
version, which I saw new in the theater when I was six) for the
worms-on-the-face tunnel scene, and "The Brain That Wouldn't Die," one of
those schlocky B-movies that used to show up on Sunday afternoon TV in the
late '60s and early '70s. Hey, when you're four or five, even bad special
effects are convincing!

4. If you had to get a tattoo on your face, what would you want it to look
like?

A: Probably some really cool eyebrows. The natural ones drive me crazy. ;)

5. How many monkeys jumping on the bed?

A. Five, of course. I always prefer those moments before the attrition
starts.

6. Which of the books or stories you've written is your favourite?

I don't have a favorite "child," really, but I think the one that has been
most successful in coming across the way I meant is my most recent, the
Everyday Spectre "Splash." Here's the blurb:

Alex wants to spend one more season on the family farm before he's forced to
sell the property and move on. What was supposed to be a reflective time is
turned delightfully upside down by Jordan, the beautiful, laughing spirit
Alex finds living in the cow pond. Needless to say, a pond is not Jordan's
usual hangout, and as the autumn wears on, it's clear that Alex will have to
find a way to get Jordan home before the first New England freeze. But if he
succeeds, what will be left for Alex?

Enjoy!

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--
K.I.L. Kenny
http://katie-kilkenny.livejournal.com/

NEW RELEASE: Gigglepuss by Giselle Renarde

I know every new release is my new favourite, but Gigglepuss is my absolute new favourite for reals! (Until the next one, of course. LOL) And the cover! Love it, love it, love it!

Gigglepuss is an erotic lesbian short story from Xcite ebooks and...oh boy, it's hot! Even my editor kept telling me how much she enjoyed this one. I take editor compliments as high praise, because they read so damn many stories and don't usually express opinions about them.

Anyhoo, enough of my blabbing. Here's the blurb and excerpt. Trust me, this one is well worth the $1.49 you'll pay for it at ARe. It's pretty rockin'.

Gigglepuss

An erotic story with lesbian and femdom themes by Giselle Renarde

After working in the same restaurant for four years, Lorna develops a sudden and explosive crush on quirky Mitsuki. Though Mitsuki doesn't seem to oppose Lorna's advances, every time Lorna tries to kiss the girl, Mitsuki giggles. For a cocky dyke like Lorna, giggles are insulting ... almost infuriating! A sacrilege! Can Lorna quell the giggles, or will she join in?

Excerpt:

I kissed her on Tuesday, and she giggled.

I kissed her on Wednesday, and she giggled.

Thursday I vowed not to take another chance. I wasn’t used to being laughed at. Other girls didn’t titter when I pulled them close, took their soft cheeks firmly between my palms and pressed their luscious lips to mine. Other girls understood the seriousness of my intent. But other girls were not Mitsuki.

My ego was battered and bruised, but I couldn’t resist. I couldn’t resist those pink lips gleaming like liquid glass under a thick layer of gloss. I couldn’t resist those hazel eyes, which sparkled even more brilliantly than her lips. She reminded me of a Japanese anime schoolgirl, the way she flirted and teased with nothing but the bat of an eyelash. But Mitsuki was real. She was flesh and blood – warm flesh and cold blood, it seemed to me, because I kissed her again on Thursday, and she giggled.

I left work in a hidden fury that night. I didn’t want her to see how exasperating I found her, or the restaurant, or this situation, or anything. Cool as a cucumber – that’s Lorna. Ask any of the closet bi babes in this godforsaken boonie-ville and they’ll tell you the very same: Lorna never loses it. Lorna’s always in control. The guys around here are scared of me – they cross to the other side of the road when I’m marching down the sidewalk – but the women? Oh, they’re a different story altogether.

Women love me. They just don’t know it until I tell them. And, actually, it’s less a telling than a showing. I catch some gorgeous marriage-laden MILF or some barely-legal pretty checking me out, and I hold their gazes. I don’t let go. They’re spellbound. I know when I’ve got them mesmerised. I know they’d follow me to the ends of the Earth and, when we arrived there, they’d let me do whatever I damn well desired.

Well, I don’t usually trail them along quite that far, but it’s never been too hard to force-feed that look that says, ‘Follow me’. Up they get, excusing themselves from their friends or family or date-night with the hubby. ‘Just going to powder my nose,’ they say, because the women in this goddamn town never stray beyond euphemism. These are girly girls, even the grown women. They don’t piss; they powder.

Though they don’t piss or powder once I’ve made eye contact. They walk right past the restrooms, straight down the hall to my filthy post-war industrial kitchen. If it’s summer weather, I pull them out into the alleyway and press their backs to the brick wall. The garbage cans are right there, but I’ve never heard one of them complain about the smell. They’re already too intoxicated by the spell they’ve let me cast, and they go limp in my arms. They don’t put up a fight. They don’t chatter or gab, and they definitely don’t giggle. I kiss them and they take it. They might sigh or gasp – in fact, they usually do – but I’ve never heard a single one of them laugh.

If it’s spring, when a young woman’s fancy turns to thoughts of lust and her wardrobe turns to breezy little dresses, I might just hike up the girl’s skirt and let her pussy ride my palm. Otherwise, I’ll just launch my hands up her top and thumb her tits through her bra. If one of those nipples escapes, so much the better – I’ll squeeze it between my thumb and forefinger until she’s weak at the knees.

For less than the price of a coffee, Gigglepuss is absolutely worth a look. Buy it now at All Romance ebooks. Coming Soon to other vendors.

Hugs!

Giselle Renarde

Canada just got hotter!

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The Importance of Being Erotic

Today I've been thinking about the importance of...us! Authors of erotic fiction. Why do we do this? Is it important? Or is it fluff?

Here's a question for authors and readers: Do you think erotica plays an important role in society?

I vote yes. Erotica is an affirming force.

It isn't as common as it used to be for people who fall outside the accepted "norms" of cisgender vanilla heterosexual to think, "My god! I'm the only person on the planet like this!" What do we have to thank for queer empowerment? In part, porn! The internet! Erotica! Artists! Ourselves!

When we read about different sexual practices or pairings, our desires may well be affirmed in fiction. I might read a story about a lesbian in love with a trans woman and feel elated in knowing I'm not the only one. There are others like me. Because my girlfriend Sweet was raised in a different generation, she grew up thinking she was the only boy in the world who liked wearing girl clothes and playing with "girl toys" and who, all in all, wanted to be a girl. It was in fiction that she found her identity.

But literary fiction only gets us part way there. Reading literary fiction and watching characters get together and get close, I always used to wonder (and still do)...what next? Okay, they're getting it on, but how? What exactly are they doing?

When we see our own sexual practices or sexual practices we've always dreamed of in print, there is a moment of, "Yes!" We feel recognized, acknowledged, and affirmed. It's a confirmation that we are not alone in our world of desires. There are others like us. I think that's important.

Hugs,
Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!

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Just Call Me Giselle Renarde-Simpson

I didn't call my blog Donuts & Desires solely as a tribute to the pastries at Tim Hortons--although, yes, that was a huge consideration. I also happen to be a big fan of The Simpsons, so the "Donuts" in D&D is in part a tip of the hat to Homer at al.

When I discovered you can make your own Simpsons avatar at http://www.simpsonsmovie.com I thought WOWEE! I want me one of those! I think the program is a little funky with my Mac, but here I am rockin' a fine pink donut T-shirt with my good pal Homer and assorted lovable creeps.

Just call me Giselle Renarde-Simpson!

By the way, I know I look wasted, but that's actually my sexy look. I am totally coming on to you!

Quick Six TNG with P.D. Singer

Everybody say hello to today's Quick Six interviewee, P.D. Singer!

1. What does "vanilla" mean to you?

Hee -- it means 'not kinky.' Back before I got corrupted/enlightened by my reading material, it was a flavoring for sweets.

2. Is there any moment from your life that you remember in slow motion?

I was taking my kids to preschool in my Honda Passport, a mid sized SUV, when we got T-boned by a moron driving a van, yapping on his cell phone. He was slowing down for his red light, and then he must have punched the gas because I could see his face through the windshield, both of us realizing he wasn't going to stop, and then the truck slewing around and hitting the curb. The momentum nearly took us over. The tipping up, then settling back to four tires, lasted approximately a week. The kids were unhurt, and my injuries were negligible, but the truck had to be scrapped.

3. What's the most unsettling movie you've ever seen?

Quintet, directed by Robert Altman, hands down. Quite apart from the fact that the last remnants of a dying humanity began to kill one another as part of a game, all the dead bodies (lots, from cold, hunger, age, the game) were left to lie around, and packs of big, shaggy, Newfoundland-type dogs ate as much possible before they froze solid. The characters did not seemed disturbed by this, or even to notice. The soundtrack was heavy on the eating noises. I left the movie about halfway through, and I have no idea how it ends, nor do I want to know.

4. If you had to get a tattoo on your face, what would you want it to
look like?

Invisible. I am the person least likely to get ink put into my hide.

5. How many monkeys jumping on the bed?

All of them -- have a good time jumping, and when a head gets bumped, kiss it and make it better!

6. Which of the books or stories you've written is your favourite?

Oh agh -- that's like asking me which of my kids I love best. Each story is special to me for some reason, but if totally pressed, it would be Snow on the Mountain, just for way the characters evolve. Hyper-competent Kurt shows some flaws, under-skilled Jake finds some chops, and unhappy Mark found a whole other novel (Fall Down the Mountain) after getting tormented here.

Snow on the Mountain

The rich, the famous, and the most serious skiers come to Wapiti Creek, where Jake helps them onto the lifts and Kurt improves their skiing skills. It’s perfect winter work for men who love the outdoors but like the comforts of hot water and a big bed when there are several feet of snow on the ground.

For rangers who have been mostly alone with one another for months, it’s a big change to rejoin civilization. Making friends is tough, especially when a ski patrol finds Jake far too appealing for Kurt’s peace of mind, and why does everyone snicker about the Alpenschlossl Ski School? For two men still finding their way as a couple, it isn’t clear if the biggest danger comes from vicious coworkers, would-be friends, the mountain, or each other.

Snow on the Mountain is the sequel to the popular Fire on the Mountain.

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It's RED SATIN Re-Release Day!

What better opportunity to show off the very lovely cover loveyoudivine Alterotica has given me for their rerelease of my trans lesbian erotic romance short RED SATIN? I just love that drape of red satin and that gorgeous shoe! I also enjoy the cheap thrill of seeing my name in red. hehehe...

You can check out the blurb and excerpt for this story I love so much at loveyoudivine Alterotica, or you can read it below, of course.

Blurb~
Regan and Maisie had sex once, back when
Maisie was living the “boy's” life, but Regan wrote it off as nothing more than
a drunken rebound hook-up. Now that Maisie is in transition and all her
feminine qualities are rising to the surface, Regan is realizing what she saw
in Maisie that one inebriated evening so many years ago. But Maisie has fears
of her own about starting up a relationship amidst the turmoil of other
changes. Does Regan see her for who she really is, or will she love her and
leave her like last time? See what power is evoked by mid-December mall magic,
a red satin evening gown and two lovers who meet again for the first time.

Excerpt~

Wrapping her arms around Regan's waist, Maisie whispered, "You're one in
a million, Regan. Thanks for being such a great friend."

They sat in silence, Maisie's cheek nestled into Regan's chest. The shoppers
downstairs generated a cacophony that surged to a peak before coming to a
magical silence. A Salvation Army quintet took up their instruments. The
muted sound of two silver trumpets, a trombone, a tuba, and a French horn
filled the air with a melancholic rendition of Hark the Herald Angels Sing.

Regan closed her eyes, transported from mall to concert hall. She imagined
Maisie in that shimmering blue gown, diamonds around her neck, the epitome
of feminine beauty. In her best suit, Regan would escort her new girlfriend
to every big event. The whole city would see this gorgeous girl on her arm.
When she took a deep breath, the scent of Maisie's cheerful perfume
overwhelmed her senses. Regan floated on a cloud of citrus-and-lily.

"I do get frightened, you know," Maisie admitted, cuddling closer. "Of being
called out, I mean. And of that looming threat of physical violence." She
took a deep breath before asking, "How is my family going to react when I
ring their doorbell? I wish I had a big strong girlfriend to protect me."

Opening her eyes, Regan found Maisie gazing up at her like a pulp fiction
cover girl, eyes brimming with sweet desperation. Regan flexed the arm
Maisie wasn't leaning against.

"Oh… you are strong," Maisie cooed. "You could protect me."

"I sure could," Regan began as Maisie wrapped a hand around her muscle. "If
I were your girlfriend…"

Now the bashful Southern belle, Maisie released Regan's arm and looked
demurely to the floor. With a hint of an anticipatory smile, she asked, "Do
you want to be my girlfriend?"

Laughing over the quintet's Christmas Carol, Regan asked, "What did I say
two minutes ago? Yes, I want to be your girlfriend!" Again, she breathed in
the scent of sunny perfume. Maisie was beyond adorable, her dimpled cheeks
plump with leftover baby fat. Her squeezable curves melted against Regan's
body as she flicked brunette bangs away from her eyes.

Tracing the line of Maisie's jaw from ear to chin, Regan eased Maisie's
expectant lips closer until their gloss grazed hers. For a moment, Maisie
hesitated, her warm breath soaking Regan's moistened lips. She waited, her
body throbbing, until Maisie placed a caring hand at the back of her head
and pulled her into a heated kiss. Maisie's tongue was hot, pulsing against
Regan's, their heads switching sides like rapid fire. Regan wrapped herself
around Maisie's curves, digging her nails into the flesh at Maisie's sides,
moaning into the depths of her luscious mouth.

Just as the flames of passion overwhelmed Regan's body, Maisie broke away
with a startled look in her eye.

"What's wrong?" Regan asked.

Maisie chuckled nervously, touching fingertips to her engorged lips.
"Sorry," Maisie replied.

"Why sorry?"

Maisie shrugged. She shook her head and giggled. "I just don't know what I
want."

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Enjoy!

Giselle Renarde

Canada just got hotter!

Healthy TransActions for Young Torontonians

When I hear about programs that benefit the LGBTQ population, I like to share them with you. Here's a relatively new one for trans youth at the 519 here in Toronto:

Healthy TransActions

The 519, in partnership with the Trans Youth Toronto program, is pleased to announce the introduction of Healthy TransActions, a new active healthy living program just for trans youth.

Healthy TransActions is a drop-in program for trans-identified youth and youth exploring their gender identity. You will have the opportunity to explore the fun and fascinating world of active healthy living – sport, social recreation, nutrition and education. This is your chance to get active, enjoy a meal, learn about good food, and share ideas and experiences in a space which is welcoming and tailored to your needs. Join us at The 519 and on our many field trips as we explore indoor and outdoor recreation and nutrition spaces in and around the Greater Toronto Area.

Healthy TransActions welcomes youth of all abilities. Instructors will be on-hand to teach you basic skills and to lead fun non-intimidating games.

Healthy TransActions will provide all sport specific equipment. Come dressed comfortably for fun and ready to participate. Private change room facilities are at all programming locations.

This group is open to anyone age 27 and under who is trans or exploring their gender identity and runs every Wednesday and Friday night 5-9. Some field trips will take place on Saturday’s and on those weeks the Friday night program will not run.

Healthy TransActions is a drop-in program, so there is no need to sign-up ahead of time.

If you would like more information about Healthy TransActions, check out the 519's website. There's contact information listed as well: http://www.the519.org/blog/2010/11/05/healthy-transactions/

I know most of my "community news" is Toronto-based and you don't all live in Toronto. If you have information about neat LGBTQ programs in other parts of Canada or around the world, feel free to leave a comment! I'm sure it would be more than helpful to others who are looking for resources.

Big Hugs,

Giselle

TANGLED ROOTS Now Available Through Coming Together: Neat

ALL proceeds from the sales of Coming Together: Neat titles will be placed in a microlending account at Kiva, where they will help entrepreneurs in 3rd world countries launch or expand their businesses.

My erotic romance Tangled Roots has been on the market for a few years now, and while it's still available from eXcessica Publishing, if you buy this brand-spanking-new Coming Together: Neat rerelease, proceeds will benefit entrepreneurs in third world companies through Kiva. I love this concept because it's a hand up, not a hand out.

So if you're into helping people help themselves, a great way to get started is to buy a copy of Tangled Roots by Giselle Renarde! Though this book is set largely at the lakeside cabin, it's not exactly a fun-in-the-sun romance. It gets pretty dark, actually, as these characters battle with the weight of their shared identity.

TANGLED ROOTS

Control. Over her relationships, her heritage, her career... and above all, her emotions. It is what Simone desires above all else, and what she had managed to keep. But now that is changing. She is lost in the wilderness, and it will take a man named Moses to lead her to a promised land she never knew she wanted. Together, they will untangle the roots of her past, so they can grow together into their future.

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Excerpt

“I love you, Moses,” she said in disbelief. “I love you.”

Kissing her forehead, Moses replied, “Maybe you do. And maybe you’re looking for something beautiful to counterbalance the pain. Either way, Simone, you are loved. You are worthy of love. I guarantee it.”

The tears she cried turned from tortured to awed, like when she used to cry in church, never knowing why. Running her hands across the prickly hair of his head, Simone pulled Moses in to take comfort in the warmth of his mouth. His tongue still tasted of black liquorice and of her. She kissed him hungrily, desperately, like she could consume his spiritual knowledge this way.

Simone expected him to push her away, ask her to stop, thinking she was too emotional. He didn’t. No, Moses kissed her back, wrapping her body in his tremendous arms, leaning her down until her hair touched the pine needles. Hungry for love in any form, in all its forms, Simone pulled off her clinging top. No more weeping. Her awe was silent now, and she wiped the traces of tears from her cheeks. Firelight kissed Moses’ skin, making him look like an angel in hell, while it warmed her naked breasts.

“I’m sure,” she whispered in anticipation of the question he seemed about to ask.

Her eager nipples piqued in expectation, pointing up to the greener-than-green treetops. An errant raindrop found its way through the cover overhead, bursting against her chest. The bristle of Moses’ hair excited Simone’s skin as he followed the rain down her breasts. There he worshipped, taking the luscious orbs in his hands as he pressed his beautiful face into them. Softly, he kissed her flesh, leaving wet lip marks in his wake. Slowly, he ran his hot tongue along the cleave, from the base of her round breasts up.

His soft mouth against her nipples sent a message, like an electrical current through her body. The feel of his wet tongue on her breasts ignited her pussy, and that raindrop sensation came back to her abdomen. With every nerve-ending Moses touched, new feelings of beauty awakened in her. He wrapped her in his protective arms, sucking at her breasts. The dew of his mouth on her skin made her body bloom like a patch of white trillium flowers. In her mind, she could see pure white petals bursting through every precious green bud in the forest. The sun and rain together inspired new birth. As Moses planted loving kisses across her chest, a drop of crystal rain kissed her forehead. It flowed like holy water through her hair, cleansing her guilty conscience. Simone’s eyes opened wide. She was awakened.

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Quick Six TNG with AKM Miles

Today's guest is "foolishly afraid" of possible symbolism in questions about monkeys. Please join me in welcoming AKM Miles!

1. What does "vanilla" mean to you?

Bland. I have a funky stomach and arthritis and can't eat spicy or chocolate as the caffeine in it hurts my arthritis. So, I do vanilla more than I want to. In writing? Bland, not too spicy...hmm...

2. Is there any moment from your life that you remember in slow motion?

When I got a call that my father had died of a heart attack.

3. What's the most unsettling movie you've ever seen?

Exorcist, I guess. Don't like scary movies at all.

4. If you had to get a tattoo on your face, what would you want it to
look like?

A rainbow feather quill pen like my logo

5. How many monkeys jumping on the bed?

Foolishly afraid to answer this as I'm not sure if it has some kind of symbolism that I don't know about and would therefore answer in a strange way...cowardly, I know.

6. Which of the books or stories you've written is your favourite?

Soldier. Can't help it. I love all the characters.

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Soldier is a loner, scarred, damaged and aimless when he discovers someone is using the house on the property he has come to town to investigate. Staying to look into the situation adds more to his life than he ever dreamed possible, leaving him championing seven boys whose lives had been as ravaged as his. Suddenly his life has purpose, meaning.

The other unexpected development is Dillon. Resigned to a life spent alone, it's hard for him to wrap his mind around the fact that Dillon returns his feelings. Every minute spent counseling and protecting the boys makes Soldier’s life richer, but it makes it hard to spend time with Dillon. Can he find a way to take his new life and make it everything he wants it to be?

~AKM Miles~
***love is love***
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Hugs,

Giselle