Showing posts with label shameless self-promotion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shameless self-promotion. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2018

TIOGAIR

Book pitch:

It's 2067. 

It's been 3 years since the Gatecrash, the cataclysmic event that mutated a quarter of the human population.
Magic - known as Ether - returned to the world, and monsters roam again in the wilderness, crossing the portals opening to unknown worlds that appear throughout the globe. 

As a constant reminder of this event stands the azure sphere of chaotic energy, glowing in the hills northeast of ex-Colorado Springs, now rebaptized Cerulean Springs due to that unending glimmer: a city that changed its face just as quickly as its name, becoming an enormous metropolis with its own dark sides in the span of a few decades.

These sudden, worldwide changes caused chaos at first - but, with the 'humanitarian' support of the corporations, the flash-fire riots were quelled, and the population settled - the rise in power and standing of the corps being just a side effect, of course.

Society evolved, assimilated the new and adapted: from fear to unease, from unease to new business venues and research fields, just as it did in the last decades with the blindingly fast development of technology and the discovery of the almost mystical Essences. After all, what's a new weirdness in a world where mechanical implants are common and the body is nothing but a canvas to change and adapt to one's wishes?

Despite all this, certain things never change: there's still the need for shadowy figures able to do things that others wouldn't.
Zoe is one of them: a mutated human - a Gatecrasher - and a combat mage by trade, introduced into the life of an underground mercenary after the Gatecrash riots.

She's minding her own business between jobs, when the disappearance of a woman working in her favorite Pleasure House pushes her to go on the hunt to uncover the dancer's fate - free of charge.

Once on the trail, though, she will quickly realize she might have bitten more than she can chew: what started as a simple investigation will bring her to uncover darker and more dangerous secrets, forcing the Irish mage to use all her tricks and delve into the dirtiest parts of Cerulean Springs to keep her word, while trying to keep sane indulging in the pleasure of the flesh.

One of the ways she keeps her mind busy from the painful memories of a past she's still trying to cope with.


My experience writing it

This is my second novel!

And...it's been quite a surprise, really. Last year I was working on Elemental 2 and I was starting to get a tad burned out (I was coming out of translating, formatting, etc Elemental 1, and the whole publishing thing, which can be somewhat stressful), so I decided to write a short just for the heck of it.
Just for kicks, I decided to make it an erotic short.

In the meantime I was continuing to promote Elemental on Twitter, where I've seen some erotic books being promoted.

And that was pretty much the moment I decided I wanted to try my hand writing something that still had erotic contents, but had a serious story and well rounded characters into it.
I had the Cerulean Springs setting in mind for quite a long time now, and I always had an intention to write in that universe. And I thought to myself "Why not now?"
Soooo... I did!

I wrote the first draft in about a month or so. I was completely engrossed in the story, and in the end I got this missing person thriller going, with some spicy elements to it - elements being the keyword since in the end the erotic parts are more tied to character fleshing out and development than the story itself. It's a story about someone who's extremely sexual, but the driving plot is actually something much darker and 'detached' from sex, to the point that in one specific pitch (which I still hold dear to this day!) I've been told the naughty bits took too much of a backseat to the story for that house. And that was the most brilliant and helpful rejection letter I received, one that I still am thankful for.
This experience helped me cement my views on sexuality in fiction, which I talked about in detail in this blog post.

And in the end, Tiogair had its big launch party during #MCchat on Twitter last week!
There are a lot of projects I'm tying to this universe as well - one that I'm currently working on a Tabletop Roleplaying Game based in it, still in the works - and I do intend to write more stories in this setting, along with Elemental 2.

Where can you find it?

First, a warning: Tiogair contains mature themes that place it in the 'adult only' category (graphic sex and violence, use of substances, foul language). With that out of the way you can find it through these links:

English Versions:


Italian Versions:


Goodreads:


Thursday, February 1, 2018

#CharactersTell ! Its present and future and...

 Why hello there!
 I know, I said 'tomorrow' a couple days ago, but between the exhaustion for that last post I made and the side effects of developing my psychic powers, things got a tad hectic and I kinda missed the deadline. Sorry.

I'm really trying to explode things with my mind. The migraine is only a byproduct of that.
 But hey, we're here now and that's all that matters!
 And with quite the topic to talk about, too!

 If you guys arrived here on Twitter, you probably are aware that I'm the host of a writing #game called #CharactersTell. And today we're going to cover that - what it is, how it came to be, and what are the plans for the future.

The story so far:

 As I think I mentioned just a couple of times in this blog already, probably in a very subtle way, I'm quite a fan of characters. I think they're the true meat of a story, the way a reader can experience the world they're projected upon, experience drama, interactions and tension, all that fun stuff.

In picture: my level of subtlety on the subject
 So I created this #game on Twitter (you can find it on the sidebar) where not only we explore and get to know the main characters, but the antagonist, the side characters and even people in the setting that us readers wouldn't even know about thanks to the background characters week.
 Admittedly, I'm not the only one in this concept - the amazing #CharacterTherapy from Vivyan Lynne follows a similar concept on a weekly chat, and if you like #CharactersTell you should totally check that out too.

 But, after two months and a growing following, I thought it's time to think about the future.

So, what now?

 I could just explain what is gonna happen from now on, hopefully every week, but I think it's better if I show you instead. After all, 'Show Don't Tell' is pretty common critique among authors, innit?

 So, without further ado, please let me welcome Zoe, the Main Character of Tiogair my upcoming Cyberfantasy thriller with erotica elements.

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 Zoe:
 Wait, what. Uh.. Are we sure about this?
 You didn't say anything about a real interview. The hell?


Just roll with it. Tell us a bit more about you. Who are you, where are you from...


Zoe:
You're still paying me for this, right?
*shrugs*
Right, I'm Zoe, I'm a Scorpio, I'm a gatecrasher currently 
living in Cerulean Springs, in a pretty damn technologically advanced world...it was Colorado Springs, but things got fucked soo.
I'm a zoomorph, which is a cute way of saying I'm a big, human-shaped animal. A tiger, in my case.
I'm an apt alchemist, Materium Ether user, basically a mage with lightning bolts and shit, and...well...


You can tell us, it's not gonna bite you in the ass.


Alright...Well. I'm an underground mercenary. I'm hired as an operative for various...well, not really nice jobs.


Wanna tell us about the Gatecrash?


*Glares* Three years ago, something fucked up and the whole world changed. Magic came back, we call it Ether, and along with that a whole plethora of other fun things - people mutating like me, portals opening all over, monsters, ruins...you know, riots, people dying, all that delightful package.


Considering the world you live in... Still, you're not originary from this city, are you?


Hah! Nah mate. I'm Irish. Born and raised. And proud of it.


Speaking of which. Sometimes you use some words people might not understand, like 'Feis ort'. What does that mean?


*Bursts out laughing*
Pff. Really wanna know? Means 'fuck off'. Depending on what you're gonna ask, you might receive a couple yourself.
Oh, and to you out there, if I'm not saying that right, blame him, not me.


So, we're entering February...thoughts on the month of love?


More revenge setups contracts from morons with too much money to their name.


And what about you? You did come back in contact with Tai recentely...


You really don't wanna go down that route. Me and him are done.
Not to mention, I've got my eyes set on someone already.


Fair enough. Considering the post before this, we're gonna cut this a bit shorter, but...come on, tell our viewers a secret about you.


I've got a cock along with all the rest. And I'm not afraid to use it. *chuckles*


Really? It's not a secret, you know. What about your name? You know I know...


Then you know this is not a wise question.

Come on...


*Gets up* Aight. I've got things to do. Stuff to shoot. People to save, possibly. I'm gonna expect the payment on my bank account. And oh. Right. Feis ort. Ya fuck.


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 Well, I mean...that could have gone better. But yes. This was Zoe, ladies, gentlemen and others!
 Please give her an applause as she...angrily...storms out..muttering stuff about murdering me...

 Moving swiftly on, this is just the first of a series of interviews in which YOUR  characters can take part of! Planning to do this every week, in correlation with the various 'type' of characters week, next Monday I wanna host one of your antagonists to interview here!
 If you're interested in partecipating, please Direct Message me ON TWITTER (private messages or emails won't be taken into account) and we can sort out where to put the character you want to showcase!

 So come on! Let's get to know your imaginary people!

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Short - Tryouts (NSFW)

 I don't remember exactly what made me write this short. I just remember that, shortly after I finished the first draft of Tiogair, I had someone talk about 'putting unicorns in the WIP' on Twitter, and so, considering my new book's setting is quite apt for that, I did.
 Set in the Heart's Delight, Cerulean Springs' best sex club, it depicts a 'normal' casting day for a new dancer. Meet Zoe, the MC of the new book, Paula, the owner, and Ian, the heavily-augmented DJ.
 And George, the unicorn.


“You think it’s real? I mean, it can’t be. It has to have had some work done, an implant or something.”

The tigress was sitting on the chair in front of the stage, her eyes completely fixed on the spectacle that was being presented. The slow, obvious, ridiculously sexual saxophone and bass accompanying the dance echoing in the empty club, soundwaves reflecting in the spacious room making them distort slightly.

Not that she cared. Or the other two people along with her. They were way too distracted.

“Mh. Dunno. If he had some work done, it doesn’t really show.” Paula replied, arching her eyebrow as she scuttled a bit on the chair to get more comfortable. “The coat is absolutely gorgeous, though.”

“Whiter than the snow in December~” the melodic tone of the dj chimed in. The metal plates forming his features were curled and contorted in a sly, appreciating smile.

The music picked up the pace as the tryout gyrated around the pole, well defined muscles bulging under the short, brisk fur and skin, the three spectators all letting out varied stupefied sounds as they saw the body contorting and hanging masterfully in mid air.

“Dìa, that is impressi- Cac naofa!” The tigress widened her eyes as she felt a swift Ether manipulation in the air surrounding them, and the bottom clothes of the tryout were ripped off by a magic surge in the middle of the rotations, revealing everything underneath.

Still stunned by the sudden discovery of the tryout having Ether talent, the tigress lost her chance to compete in the short-lived, one-sided battle ensuing, with Paula using her mechanical arm and bodybuilder physique to push the DJ away and catch the prize.

An electronic, disappointed hiss rose from the internal speakers of the scorned showman.

Finally stopping his swirls on the pole, the perspective dancer spreaded his legs, giving the back to the audience to show the chromed shaft slide across the perfect buttocks to a graceful halt kneeling on the stage floor.

The slightly equine-featured head tilted back, a seductive smile barely visible and, as the music stopped, he tapped the pole with the long, spiralled horn protruding from his forehead, his free hand holding a massive, hung shaft already hard and pointing, just to the side enough for his audience to notice the tip and the jet-black skin.

A very long silence weighed in the room as the three judges blinked, Paula still squeezing way too tightly onto the easily discardable trousers that were tossed their way.

George, the dancing unicorn trying out for the club, frowned. “Was...something wrong…?” he asked. “I’m still working on the Ether control, but-”

“I think” Paula interrupted “that you have talent, George, but you do know dancing is only part of what we offer here at the Heart’s Delight.”

Both Zoe and the DJ opened in a wide grin.

Paula ignored them both, clearing her throat and trying to hide at least part of her blushing cheeks with the cascade of now pink hair flowing on one side of her head. “As the owner of the club, I do think it is just fitting that I’m the one to put you through the rest of the tests to-”

“Oh, I disagree!” Zoe, outraged, interjected, her tail swiftly flapping from side to side, ready for battle. “As a representative of the general customer population, -and- with the capacity to judge from -both- sides of the spectrum, I’m clearly the most qualified person in this room, nay, in this entire -club- to judge his performance!”

A sneering, distorted hiss came from Ian’s speakers. “And with the sense of rhythm of a drunkard, hip-challenged middle aged man. I have the equipment to clearly analyze every aspect of his performance, and especially make sure it’s up to the standards not only of a sex club but of a dancing club as well. You know music does play a part on some of the play scenes upstairs too.”

“I am going to fry that goddamn metal face of yours, I can dance!”
“No you can’t.” Paula retorted.
“I so can! And besides, he needs to know how to fuck the brains out with style not only do it on a beat!”
“This is why I don’t invite you two to tryouts! I am the club owner, I get first dibs!”
“But come ooon, have you seen him!?” Ian pouted.
“Hands off, tincan! He needs to behave when he gets oral. Guess who doesn’t have a speaker in the way of our throats?” the tigress victoriously smirked, pointing at her and Paula. All under the confused looks of the poor aspiring dancer.

The three looked at each other angrily, still bickering on first dibs before Paula shushed them rising her hand.
Bopped on the nose with the flailing pants, the tigress scrunched her face, glaring at her.
“So. George. I know you didn’t write anything about it, but you do know we offer the option for group sex, right? How do you play with numbers?”
“Ah, I’m quite apt. Had my experiences.”

Immediately the bickering stopped, and all three opened in a wide grin, standing up in unison.

“Well then. If you care to follow us-”
“Wait!” the tigress moved to the unicorn, her eyes fixed unashamedly on a very specific spot, biting her lower lip. “So, before we do this, I need to ask. Is that real? Can I touch it?”

George chuckled, with a knowing smile and presented himself openly. With a childish grin, the tigress rose up on the tip of her toes and wrapped her hand around it, giving it a long stroke, gasping.
The spiraled curves of the horn felt so interesting under her palm, and the consistency was clearly natural. “Do you…”
“Yes.”
“In both-”
“Oh, yes. It’s a very common request.”
“RIGHT, PAULA, GET THE ROOM READY!”

//END//

Friday, January 19, 2018

Hello World!

So!
As it turns out, I finally have a blog! [insert_cheerful_crowd_applause_here]
Thank you, thank you. Even if, to be perfectly honest, you should thank Avrin Kelly (@AvrinKelly on Twitter, the amazing owner of the Wicked Shorts horror blog - go see it, follow it and love it, it's awesome!) who has been, obviously, amazing and helped me a *lot* in making it.
I mean a LOT lot.

"And what now?" I hear you ask.
Well, what an absolutely gorgeous and well thought question. It's almost like I wrote it myself.
...No please. Stop. I draw the line at the golf clubs being thrown on stage for bad jokes. PUT DOWN THAT CHAINSAW D:
*composes himself*
Right, we all calmed down? Good.
Now the fun just begins! I've got already a couple of shorts I'll put around here. "ETA to destination: 10 minutes" is one (I'm gonna finish it, promise!), then "Halifax", "Tryouts" and many more to come!
Obviously, you can find here news and ravings about my more meaty literary works (Elemental - The Calling, available in Italian and English, and Tiogair, my upcoming Cyberfantasy Thriller with Erotica elements, coming soon!)
With this format I intend to expand #CharactersTell as well - From just a tag on Twitter, I intend to start having character building tips, and even longer, more in-depth interviews with characters from other authors to showcase here!
And not always Main Characters either!
Along with that, you can expect some rants, some reviews from time to time (I'm not a professional, but I *can* be opinionated), general sillyness and pictures of cats. Mainly, my cat.
Meet Leo.
If something borks in the blog or you see nonsensical stuff, blame him and his tendency of walking all over my keyboard. Even if it's most probably my fault.

With that being said, I think this is quite enough to keep you guys entertained for a while, if I can get over my absolutely horrible scheduling capabilities. But I'll try! Promise!
See you soon!

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