Pleasures of Blue Paragraphs

Big Kitties, yesterday the Kougar's blog, Fantasy Escape, was featured on the Romance Junkies blog, what a sweet sizzle of a kick to the smiling bone, to see it up there. Thank you to Kim and Jenn. And thanks to Jeanne Barrack, Liquid Silver author, and Lexie, my Title Magician buddy, for stopping by.
Today the Kougar is actually cleaning (an amazing miracle) a tiny bit, and penning Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil. Offered for your feline perusal are moi's last two unedited paragraphs:
Zag smiled, his gaze following her like a hungry predator. When his Sher decided to taunt him, she was always flame sultry sex. His whip’s slight mark on her gorgeous ass satisfied him fiercely.
The sight of her dungarees and her evening top caused Sheridan halt in her steps, her breath to burst inward. Was he actually...hope soared in her as she quickly pulled up the dungarees, then slid on her top. "Goddess," she whispered, her breaths swift and shallow. The delicious torment of her nipples against the snug fabric, the press of her dungarees' crotch...sweet, sweet sensual torture. ~ World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book II ~ Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil, contracted by Siren Publishing.
Back to claw-hitting the keyboard, my Big Beautiful Cats.
Languid-trot on over to Title Magic where Mai presents a case of the missing hero. Mews below.
Mai, I find that fascinating about the secondary character being the hero of the hour. Why can't both of them save your heroine? The hero would be even more of a hero in my eyes if he helped the secondary character out with the bad guy.
I've made tons o' missteps, will probably make lots more. I can honestly say this one never crossed my mind. Not that secondary characters don't play a role. Often they do in my stories.
Lexie, I think bloodlust sells these days. With all the serial killers and such stalking romance novels. Yeah, turn the ex bad, and knock him off -- only in the bloodiest way, of course.
Sorry, it's tongue-in-cheek day for me.
No, Lexie, you should follow whatever your truest writer instincts are, whether to turn bad or not to turn bad, that is the question.
Passionate Blue kisses from the Kougar...

Smooches for Romance Junkies

Smooches for Romance Junkies, Big Beautiful Cats. Tomorrow the Kougar's blog will be featured at ~ romancejunkies.com/rjblog ~ Meow-yay!

A mewing-snippet: Fantasy Escape...Reading for me has always been about what I could learn and what I could experience through the author’s written word ~ and that glorious, euphoric escape into worlds painted by the author’s unique talent, from all realms of fantasy to our globes’ eclectic range of cultures. I enjoyed travel for the same reasons I adored reading, being in the midst of another culture, seeing and experiencing that world, if only for awhile.

Warmth, Big Kitties, a blustery warmth, dry winds own the greening magnificent prairie. The usual Spring humidity is absent, and the weather remains in a state of transformation. The afternoon sky is intensely beautifully blue, and last night on Coast-to-Coastam, Gordon Michael Scallion, futurist and Seer, spoke about the return of the Blue Star, a companion sun with an elliptical orbit. The return of such a celestial sun-being would, of yowling-course, affect blessed Earth -- magnetic fields, electrical fields, quantum fields -- all those physic's dynamics which are the fundamental operating system, the working engine of our galaxy ~ as the Kougaress comprehends.

The blue star, the blue ray...it's here and it's coming...like the old hippie song, crystal blue persuasion, it's a new vibration...

Skatterbrain...Big Lovely Cats, the Kougar just saw that as the name on the Blogs of Note...bringing back how often she heard that 'term of endearment ~ NOT' during her cubhood and beyond. Purring-alas, it accurately describes her usual state of mind these strange-universe days. It feels like being blasted from every corner of Earth, and every corner of the Universe with vibrations...without a real clue about All that occurring and all that is truly arriving???

Speed on over to Title Magic, my daring and darling Big Cats, Lexie offers exceptional insights into a writer's fierce and fragile psyche. Big purrings below.

Lexie, profound blog. I can really relate to writing for the reasons you spoke about. Although, most bullies were too smart to mess with me. Having a hair trigger, and the moves to match if need be, is a good thing. One I've rarely had to use, and one I never think about it, it just happens. Like the kid who hit me hard with a toy rifle and ended up doubled over because I didn't think. I just plowed my fist into his solar plexus.

Okay, way off track here. Just giving you something to analyze...got a couch handy?But I absolutely love words the way you described. And I have to write, regardless, or go more crazy than I already am. However, my lifelong path to this point in my writing, has been wickedly difficult for the most part. So, I write because that's what I do.Being empathetic here, I wish you had more time for your writing. I definitely feel the pain.

P.S. For anyone interested, I'm blogging at Romance Junkies tomorrow.

Scatterbrain smooches from the Kougar...