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Today we're going out with a
bang...a musical one, that is. Our special guest, Harlie Williams, has a post
that is very near and dear to my heart. Musical inspiration! Not only that, she's offering up a copy of her book to one lucky winner! Just enter on the Rafflecopter form found at the bottom of her post. Good luck!
Music to
listen to when writing…is it that necessary?
I’m one of those writers that have to write in complete
silence. It confuses me. I get into the song and then I have to sing
it and dance around. I have no playlist
that is my go-to when writing. No smexy
music to get me in the mood when it comes to writing the sex scenes. In fact, when I was writing my sex scenes for
The Couple, I had SpongeBob Squarepants on in the background, courtesy of my
son. I hate SpongeBob to this day. LOL!
So why the post about music?
When I need to clear my head, I listen to 80’s hair bands. If you saw my CD collection, you would think
that I was a rock club or stripper bar DJ from way back when. I had friends that were in bands when I was
in my 20’s and some of them even made it from the regional clubs. During my wild 20’s, I met Zak Wylde from
Ozzy’s band, Dangerous Toys (a regional band from Austin, TX), Gary Cherone
from Extreme, Peter Frampton and hung out with the guys from Pantera at a club
called The Basement whenever they were in town.
Yes, I will write about my times then but NOT until my parents and
in-laws have passed. My younger brother
and I have a pact. :)
After a really bad day, I turned on the Sirius radio and
tuned up the Hair Bands channel. Lita
Ford’s sexy song “Hungry” came on and I started to sing. After I listened to it, I downloaded the
video to my YouTube channel and then read the lyrics. All of a sudden the light bulb came on and
this song was the prefect song for my story.
Lita Ford “Hungry”
Now, I know that there are some people that don’t like rock
music and trust me, what I listened to ‘back in the day’ wouldn’t fly now. I miss the days when songs were about
partying, sex, drinking and generally have a great time. I HATE Nirvana for killing music. *sigh* I digress.
What makes this song so perfect is that it’s honest, raw and
sexy. Plus, come on…its Lita Ford. :) When I started going through the hardcore
critique of my story a couple of more songs popped in my head and wouldn’t
leave. For some reason, Rick
Springfield’s song “Souls” kept ringing in my ears. I know, Rick Springfield. Hey, I still like him, so sue me. Again, did the same thing with “Souls”,
downloaded the video (horrible) but then read the lyrics and BAM…another song
for my story.
Rick Springfield “Souls”
Of course, this song was cleaned up for our virgin…cough,
cough…ears then. Listen now and it’s
sexy as hell.
I will leave you with one more song that I sing every
day. It makes me happy and face it…it’s
great rock and roll. Crue dude! And keep
rocking with Dokken…
Dokken “You Just Got Lucky”
Motley Crue “Same Ol’ Situation”
A woman has one thing on her mind tonight…sex. Dirty, sweaty,
kinky sex with a cowboy. With her man gone more than he is at home, she needs
the release.
After being away for two weeks, a cowboy goes looking for someone
to play with for the night. Being away is part of the job but not having
someone to come home to is hurting his soul. Feeling disconnected in his love
life, the red head will be perfect.
Once they meet, can one night of pure passion led to
more than just a one night stand for either of them? Communication is the key
to every relationship. Can these two find a way to connect emotionally or are
they destined for heartache.
Excerpt
“What’s
a girl like you doing at a bar like this?” he asked.
Her
voice was a purr, like a cat well satisfied with its stolen pitcher of cream.
“I’m looking for someone special.”
Hoping
that she meant him he asked, “Did you find him yet?”
“Maybe.”
The glint in her eye told him he was definitely in the running. "However, I’m not looking to hook up with just
any old cowboy. He must be able to go
the full eight seconds and come back for more.”
She eyed him from head to toe.
“Think you can handle that?”
Oh, I can most definitely handle you
sweetheart.
Not
wanting to seem too eager he replied, “I’m not sure but I’m willing to try.”
“Do
or do not. There is no try.” He struggled not to let his grin escape. The fact that she was trying to seduce him
made his dick twitch.
“Let’s
just say I’m looking to burn off some pent up frustration. A little excess
energy. And I’ve got plenty to burn.”
The
way she shivered at his words, he knew he almost had her. He winked as she licked her crimson lips and
blew out a small breath. Damn what this woman is doing to him.
He
pushed her knees apart with his left leg and was rewarded with the amazing
scent of her arousal. The knowledge she
was wet for him had him close to going off in his jeans.
Houston, we have lift-off!
“Why
don’t you have a seat cowboy and we’ll talk about it.”
She
gasped when he shocked her with a brush of his lips against hers; fighting with
everything he had not to deepen the kiss.
Patience, patience.
He
would play her game for the moment but sooner or later, she would be his. Tied up and begging for more.
He
asked her, “Now about that eight second ride?”
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