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Platform Building Crusade

I just joined FaceBook (you can find me HERE) to improve my marketing platform. My first FB friends, of course, are authors I’ve known and marketed with for several years. So when fellow erotic romance author Savannah Chase posted a link to a crusade she’d just joined focused on platform building, I paid attention.

Rachel Harrie is a gutsy unpublished author who’s going about building the platform for her career the right way. When an author submits a query, publishers want to know what kind of marketing the author will engage in, and they’re not just seeking empty promises. Information like website hits, blog subscribers, Google ranking, FaceBook followers and reader base have become standard components of submission guidelines.  

When my first book released in September 2006, I didn’t have a website. Granted, the book had been picked up by an unknown and shaky new e-publisher that folded less than a year later. They should have known better, and I should have known better. I share that story as a way of saying I’ve entered the marketing arena bass ackwards and I still have a lot to learn!

Enter Rachel’s Crusade. There are now 211 of us, from all genres imaginable. We’re subdivided into groups – I’m in the Erotic Fiction and LGBT groups – and I’m sure we’ll do some things together as a group. But I’m also looking forward to exchanges with authors whose work is nothing like mine to help me think outside the box. Plus, I read other genres (history, poetry, women’s fiction) so it’ll be great to connect with them, too.

I’ll keep you posted – can’t wait to see what Rachel has in store for us. Oh, and if you’d like to keep up with our activities, the Twitter hashtag #amcrusading will take you there.

 

Dangerous Pleasures

Today we welcome guest author and fellow Sapphic Planet member Fiona Zedde to our pages.

Dangerous Pleasures

Two years is a long time to go without a lot of things: The taste of frost-sweetened tangerines in winter. A lover’s touch. Even a new book on the shelves waiting for eager hands to pick it up.  After my first book, Bliss, was published in 2005, I was lucky enough to put out one novel each year. These novels, stories of erotic lesbian romance, had lived in my mind for so long that it was a relief and a pleasure to share them with strangers and new friends all over. But, after my last book, Hungry for It, was published, life shook me up, giving me a taste of both the bitter and the sweet, and getting in the way of me writing another print book until this one, Dangerous Pleasures.

 

And so, it’s been a long journey to this book which is an experiment of sorts. A story with two main characters, Mayson and Renée. One woman is a lesbian while the other is straight, and both have compelling and unique stories that overlap as the novel races to its conclusion.

 

Dangerous Pleasures explores the intricacies of the relationship between two women with different longings, the far-reaching lusts of one man, and the ways in which people can be led by desire into treacherous waters yet end up exactly where they need to be.

 

For a lesbian, is the experimental straight woman the last and ultimately forbidden frontier? This is the question Mayson must ask herself when confronted with one of these straight women in the very tempting flesh. And with most things forbidden, the idea of taking on this “virgin” territory seems ever sweeter the more Mayson tries to convince herself to back off. Take a peek between the pages of the novel to find out what she decides to do:

 

 

The dress was beautifully easy to take off. With one tug the string loosened and Mayson unwrapped the body that had been promised to her. Fatimah’s pleasure rumbled deep in her throat at Mayson’s appreciative and hungry look.

The last time she’d had a woman in her house intent on sex, Nuria had backed her against the door as soon as they walked in and demanded that Mayson fuck her. It had been her pleasure to take the reigns then, lifting Nuria against the door, tearing her panties away from the already wet and welcoming pussy, and sliding her fingers home.

But that was another time.

She and Fatimah came together, mouths, bellies, hands on skin.  Through her clothes she could feel the other woman’s heat. Her hard nipples. The damp skin already ready for the tasting.

“Fuck me,” Fatimah hissed against her ear.

Perhaps that time and this weren’t that different after all.

She licked the soft, salty throat, gripped a fleshy hip while her fingers delved into the dense hairs to find the slick pussy. Two fingers. They both gasped and Fatimah fanned her legs wider against the back of the sofa, arms braced wide as Mayson fucked her slowly, relishing the pleasure of her pussy and the soft, sighing moans, and the hips rushing up to meet her fingers.

Her nipples were fat and eager for Mayson’s mouth. Ah! She groaned into the abundant flesh, licking and sucking at the stiff nipples, fingers working, curving up, sliding deep, exploring and taking.

With one hand, she abruptly lifted Fatimah up until she sat on the back of the heavy couch, legs spread wider. Her gasp of surprise turning into a groan of pleasure when Mayson slid her fingers deeper. Her head fell back. Hips diving up for Mayson’s seeking fingers, her head thrown back to release a continuous chorus of moans.

“Yes! Oh yes!” She thrust up against Mayson’s fingers, the juice from her cunt slick and plentiful.

Her nakedness and Mayson’s clothed body. The rising heat in the room. The leap of her breasts with each movement of Mayson’s fingers.

“Mayson!”

Fatimah gripped her arm. Fingers sinking into the skin. That pain joined the nearly unbearable fullness between Mayson’s thighs, her pussy molten from the noises the woman made. Fatimah threw her head back, screaming. Her pussy clutched and spasmed around Mayson’s fingers. Thick juice rushed down her fingers.

Fatimah’s breathing sounded loud in the room. “Oh my god, that was—that was perfect.” She laughed into Mayson’s neck.

The soft breath fanned against her sensitive skin, sending goose bumps dancing down her chest. She pulled Fatimah from the back of the sofa away from the living room and up the stairs.

“We’re not done yet.”

 

 

Thanks for welcoming me to your blog, Adriana. It’s been a pleasure.

 

To find out more about Fiona, go here:

 

www.fionazedde.com

www.fionazedde.blogspot.com

www.facebook.com/fiona.zedde

On Twitter @fionazedde

 

Digital Book World, Indies and Niche

I’m an author, not a publisher, editor, distributor or reviewer. Like most authors, I didn’t attend last week’s Digital Book World 2011 conference in New York. But thanks to social media I was able to follow much of the conference content as well as observe some telling reactions. The Twitter hashtag  #dbw11 got me in the door, for free.

Best #dbw11 tweeter – Sarah Wendell from Smart Bitches Love Trashy Books. Best #dbw11 blogger – Bob Mayer, NYT best selling author and founder of Who Dares Wins Publishing.

Here are some of the tweets I paid attention to:

@SmartBitches I’m baffled that some of the comments in #dbwreader panel is news.

@SmartBitches “We were shocked to see romance was the best seller.” Wow. Way to thwart your credibility there, sir.

@DonLinn I was also shocked at how many ‘experts’ were surprised that Romance was a leading category among digital readers. Is this news?

@SmartBitches Publishers not willing to underwrite costs of social media. Pubs are ok with losing money in old ways, not new ways.

@glecharles Marketing direct to readers is NOT a “new skill set.” It’s only new to traditional book publishers.

@smartbitches  Authors should target niche communities related to book subject when devising plans for social media.

@smartbitches  How is an author not an entrepreneur? I’m confused by the idea that an author would not be.

@TheBookseller the traditional books store is imploding, social media is exploding but indies have a chance.

What do I take from this? Here are a few thoughts: The powerhouses at the conference – especially NY publishing houses and distributors – are woefully uninformed about digital books, digital media and social networking. And that could be a good thing for the rest of us.

In this digital age, authors are entrepreneurs, not just content providers. The combination of social networking media and digital book publication gives even the most niche-oriented author direct access to a focused audience, without the need for most of the middlemen who participated in dbw11.

As Bob Mayer points out in his blog, publishers are more focused on selling to retailers than on developing relationships with readers. Part of Mayer’s response to changes in the publishing world has been to start his own independent digital press – this, from a NYT best seller in the traditional print world.

The publishing world of the future will belong to entrepreneurs who can keep up with the rapid changes and take advantage of the exploding social networking media to develop direct relationships with readers in the niche for whom they write. That future started yesterday.

 
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