I know I’m a little late with this particular title. According to my kids season poster, by which I plan my year, Autumn started in September.
But I haven’t had time for blogging since then! I’ve been very busy wearing orange jumpers, drinking and eating pumpkin flavoured everything, and generally rolling around in leaves like Tinkerbell’s crazy cousin that no one talks about or invites to family events.
I’ve always believed that magic loves Autumn. Not just because I’m obsessed with Halloween, but the world just feels more magical at this time of year, doesn’t it? On a crisp, cool morning, I would swear you can smell the mysteries of the world in the air.
Aside from succumbing to my Autumn madness, I have actually been writing, (albeit with leaves and pine cones sticking out of my hair) and I’m pleased to say Beast of Backar 2 is half way finished.
There have been several aspects of this story that are a little new to me. I’ve been exploring some different themes in terms of relationships and trying to manage more characters than I usually have on a page at any one time.
I’m really enjoying it though, as always. My favourite part has been getting to know deeper layers to my characters, even delving into their darker sides!
The book should be edited and ready for release in about two weeks, stay tuned!
So, first of all, can you believe Mr Strange wouldn’t allow me to use that as the title for my Halloween collection? Sometimes I feel like my creative genius is being totally smothered. 😒
So, the main stories for my collection are finally all written and mostly edited. This has been a fantastic summer in that regard, and I’ve actually learned some helpful tips! (Don’t get too excited, the dedicated authors among you will either already know this stuff, or be clever enough to see obvious pitfalls in my brand new game-changing discoveries…)
First, instead of writing a story and then editing it straight away, I’ve written several stories and then come back to them much later. This has been hugely beneficial because I’ve been able to reread the work with almost completely fresh eyes. Before, I would miss typos because I had the story so clear in my mind, I was reading what I knew should be there, not what was actually in front of me.
(Side note: It’s also been a real eye-opener to discover how short my memory retention actually is. Two weeks away from a piece of work and I’m like, ‘Wow, this is pretty good stuff. I didn’t see that ending coming at all!’)
Another interesting thing I’ve noticed is that I seem to be developing an MO of sorts with my writing. I took some time to look back over some of my older work during my editing time, and there were similarities to my newer stories that I hadn’t expected at all! (Remember the worrying retention thing?) I feel like I’m really building my identity as a writer, and actually becoming a more three-dimensional K M Strange. I find myself smiling at things I’ve written and being like, ‘Heh, classic!’
What’s really impactful to me about this, is that the dream of being a writer/stay at home mum is starting to feel more real. I want this to be who I am, not just something I do on the side, and as my bookshelf gets bigger, it seems so possible. I’m chugging along, and slowly but surely, I’m making it happen.
That said, I’m so grateful to my husband for his constant, unwavering support. And I’m endlessly thankful to everyone who has read any of my stories or blog posts, or left a comment or review. It may just seem like a small, ‘Eh, she’s not the worst author I’ve ever read, I’ll bang her 70p and a medium rating,’ thing to you, but to me, it’s life changing.
Anyhow, I didn’t mean to get all ‘real’ there. I’m just in a very happy head space I suppose. Must be Autumn. ☺️ Speaking of, the new Halloween collection that will not share the same title as this post is going to be released in a few weeks, so watch this space!
Amy Collette said, “Gratitude is a powerful catalyst for happiness. It’s the spark that lights a fire of joy in your soul.”
Sounds like another powerful catalyst I’m familiar with… 😏
Okay, so not my best title ever, but it actually illustrated my point quite nicely. Recently I’ve been pondering a particular question; does horror and erotica really mix?
Now, I already know the initial answer; yes of course it does, duh! It’s not for everyone, but then, what kink or sexual preference is? I myself have found several horror-based erotica’s very exciting and some of my all time favourite fantasies fall into the genre.
There are so many trails one could follow once you start tiptoeing down this dark path- paranormal romance is the obvious and possibly safer starting point, but there are so many others too. Werewolf attacks are surprisingly popular, and I’ve always been partial to a good ‘Taken by a Ghost’ story. Even zombies are featured from time to time.
So, what makes the horrifying so seductive? Personally, I enjoy the feeling of being subdued and taken as my base-line, and there is plenty of scope for this in horror; you can’t outrun a monster, can’t overpower a werewolf, and you don’t have to worry about the awkward ‘Ive got an early meeting’ chat with a vampire because he is back in his coffin long before sunrise.
The reason I’m pondering all this is because I was inspired to write something with a horror element to it. I’m about half way through and I have to admit, I’m thoroughly enjoying myself. I get to do my usual sexy antics but with even more creative freedom. It’s like writing a nightmare in a fantasy.
The bottom line is, I’m having so much fun stretching my creative muscles with this story, but how will it translate to the readers? That I don’t know. Mr Strange is concerned that’s it’s off-brand. I say, I am my brand so whatever I write will always be a K M Strange classic. I’m a bit of an ass like that.
It’s not exactly terrifying, just a little sexy/scary. I’m just testing the waters, as they say.
So, what say you, dear reader? Is there passion to be found in the depths of the horror genre? Or do you tend to steer clear of the Big Bad Wolf?
Nightmare on Elm Street’s Heather Langenkamp said, ‘Whatever you do…don’t fall asleep.’
If I had a quid for every time I had to give that advice…
I know, I know, it’s a little late for an Easter joke. I can’t help it, I’m just so egg-cited!
For those of you still reading, thank you for seeing past my cheesy humour…
So, today I’m writing because I feel like I’ve overcome some kind of huge writing block this week. I’m still working on the story I mentioned in my last post, and up until yesterday, I was really struggling with certain elements of it.
I found I was able to write the main story okay, but it was lacking some depth. I felt like I was hanging out with these characters but they weren’t being upfront with me about everything I needed to know.
You know when you’re at a party and there’s tension and pointed comments made between two of the guests but you don’t get where they come from? It was a bit like that. I was genuinely starting to worry about how I was going to pull the story together.
I kept going though, hoping that if I stuck with it, played nice and earned the other guests trust, they would confide in me the big secret I was missing. And that’s exactly what happened.
It was a bit of a gamble, because for a while there, I thought I might end up getting to 20,000 words before having to just bin the whole thing. Now, though, I’m genuinely excited about finishing this story with the added information I have.
Has anyone else experienced this with their writing? Sometimes I feel like I’m only half in control of my stories, and that the characters I write have a degree of autonomy… it means that I actually often don’t know exactly what’s going to happen even when I’m writing.
…maybe I’m just a little mad. But shh, don’t tell my characters, I don’t want them to think they can get one over on me!
Anyway, I’ll leave you with this; George Santayana said, ‘Sanity is madness put to good use.’ I wonder how much erotica he read before he came to that conclusion?
So, I’m currently working on a story all about a woman stuck in a cabin with a huge guy. Not just big, but like, beastly if you will.
Now, we all had our princesses as girls, and I was Belle. As a child, I thought I liked talking clocks. As a teen, I realised what I actually liked, was the idea of a big, strong, slightly scary man beast.
I thought that meant that this was just my type, even my husband is very much that ‘alpha male’ body shape; tall, broad shouldered, oddly possessive of certain wings of the house. But as I’ve gotten older, that perception has started to shift a little.
As an adult, I find I’m far more aroused by mental dominance than physical dominance. The fact is, I’m 5ft 3in, not a big girl. Not even a big hobbit, for that matter. It doesn’t take much for a man to overpower me physically. (I’d like to note I have taken a few guys out with a pretty effective right hook, though.) I suppose it’s just not as impressive when a man is all muscle.
But I do consider myself to be an intelligent person, and as I’ve gotten older, I find I’m more and more turned on by mental prowess. This is a little hard to explain, luckily Mr Strange is an impressive specimen in this category too.
There are times when Mr Strange has done little more than talk to me, lowering his tone, captivating me with his piercing gaze… and convinced me that not only do I want him to fuck me, I need it. That’s what really gets me hot. When a man (or woman in my younger days) could use my own arousal against me. Could tempt my kinky side out and make me behave like the submissive slut I am deep down.
So tell me, dear readers, what is it that gets you hot and heavy: brain or brawn? Do you want to be thrown against the wall and taken? Or talked down on to your knees?
And to those of you on the other side, what’s your most effective technique? Do you throw your lover over your shoulder and carry them to bed? Or do you whisper sweet degradation and make them thank you with their undying physical devotion?
Plutarch said, ‘Remember, the mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.’ I would argue the same could be said of other areas too.
That’s right people, I’ve released the newest story in the Garden of Eden series; Charmed.
This story focusses on the founder of the GoE club; Evander Fort, and the judgemental journalist, Evelyn Kelley. They are brought together by the exploration of Evander’s world, with steamy results and deadly mysteries!
‘Oooooooooh!’ I hear the canned audience cry.
Honestly, I’ve loved writing all of the stories but this one has been especially close to my heart because it’s the penultimate story and it’s brining the whole series towards its end. I feel like I’m now approaching the last hurrah with a bunch of new and freaky friends who I’ve become very close to.
I do have real friends too. I swear…
It’s also been very poignant for me as Evelyn and I share a love of writing that is born from journalism. That’s right, K M Strange used to write for papers. Big ones, you ask? Well, no. I mean, I got a few bi-lines here and there but…well I write erotic fiction now, what does that tell you about my journalistic career?
It’s also been interesting because most of the characters I write are either already into some kind of kink or at least open to it. Writing a character who is as closed and resistant as Evelyn was a fun change of pace for me.
Which raises a question to you, gentle readers. What’s your perversion and when did you come into it? Were you a fully grown adult before you noticed that the feel of rubber gets you all tingly? Or were you reading vampire novels and enjoying them in ways no normal fifteen year old should, like a certain Strange author we all know and are growing to be very fond of?
While you ponder that, I’ll leave you with a particularly enjoyable quote from a well known teen fave of mine:
‘Put your seatbelt on,’ Bella cried.
Edward laughed darkly and responded, ‘you put your seatbelt on.’
‘For Christ’s sake, Strange. Put your panties back on!’ K M’s husband yelled.
Except, not really. This post is actually just going to be my musings on where I fit as a woman in today’s changing world.
I was a child of the 90’s, so I was very much raised by the Spice Girls in the heat of the ‘Girl Power’ movement. It was a great time to be female, I was told I could do anything I wanted when I grew up, and I couldn’t wait to do exactly that!
…Exactly what, exactly?
Good question. I didn’t know what I wanted to do at nine years old (well I did, I wanted to be a Spice Girl, but that’s besides the point). Fast forward ten years and I was on my way to university to be a journalist.
Fast forward five years from there and I was doing something entirely different. Turns out, no one is paying for journalists these days. But that was news to me! (See what I did there?)
Anyway, I ended up doing a job I enjoy, and I’m now married, as many of you know, with a two-year-old son I adore.
So, here’s the big question- did I do what I wanted to do? Is that what I’m doing now? The answer is: sort of. My family and my home are the best things in my world and I’m so incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful husband and stunning little boy.
The question mark is over my career. One of the reasons I started writing is so that I would hopefully make enough money so that I could dedicate myself to being a stay at home mum and wife while still bringing in enough money to support my family a bit.
I know, I know; a stay at home wife? Say whaaat? But the truth is, that’s what I want to do. I want to be with my son, I want to make a home for my family that’s always changing, smells like baking bread etc.
I should clarify, I have the utmost respect for working mums, hell, I am one. I’m not saying this is what people should be doing, I’m just saying it’s what I want to do.
So, I’ve been researching a lot of these women who identify with the housewife lifestyle, and I’ve found something quite interesting. I don’t think I fit there. Or anywhere, actually.
A lot of feminists I come across don’t necessarily like my work because of how erotica is all about sexualising women (and men of course, but they don’t tend to complain as much). And the more traditional housewives seem to value the more demure and chaste demeanour. So, also not super kinky-wife friendly.
So, my question to you, dear readers, is where do people like me fit? What are your thoughts? And do you also feel a little out of place in this world? If so, come to my party, we’ve got apple pies and strap ons for everyone!
And as food for thought; if the shoe fits, wear it. Same goes for gimp masks.
Mine is a very respectable and kindly warehouse operator who has always been present in my life despite separating from my Mum when I was five.
But we all know that’s not what I meant.
I’ve just finished the first draft of the third Garden of Eden story, which features a couple who indulge in the DD/lg lifestyle. And after much wrestling with the content and back stories, I can honestly say I’m delighted with it.
What surprised me about this story, was the broad range that this kink encompasses, and my struggle with choosing where to put my focus. In the end, I decided to go with the rich Daddy/bratty sub, rather than the full-on age regression kink.
I did this for several reasons, but mostly because when I write something, I feel like a have a responsibility to represent the real-life versions of my characters competently. I’ve never experienced real age play myself; nappies and dummies etc, (diapers and pacis to our state-side readers 😉 ) so I wasn’t confident I could do it justice.
I try to draw on my real life experiences where I can to make the characters and their antics as relatable as possible, and I felt better able to do that with the Avenue I decided to go down.
This was a lot of fun to write, and it was great to be tapping back into the GoE universe again. I managed to tie in the events from previous stories from new perspectives which was challenging but enjoyable. Like a hot, bratty sub I suppose.
So tell me, dear readers, who is your Daddy? Do any of you engage in this kink? I’d love to hear about your experiences!
And for all you Daddies and Mummies out there, I leave you with this parenting quote- ‘“They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them FEEL.’
In our case, fellow kinky deviants, I believe that means horny as fuck.
That’s right readers, today’s post is about big…well, maybe medium sized, reveals. First, my new book cover, and then just me revealing just a little about, well… me. So snuggle up and let’s get some sweet nothings whispered.
So, this is the cover Mr Strange and I have chosen for the paperback book that’s going on sale in a few weeks. I’d love to know your thoughts! I must admit I’m almost as nervous as I am excited- I’m publishing a real book! It’s the sort of thing I’ve dreamed of since I was a teenager, but never imagined I’d actually do. Now that the time is almost upon me, I feel a little vulnerable; when you put your art out there, it’s open to whatever criticism the world wants to throw at you. It’s one thing to say, ‘oh, I think I can string a sexy story together,’ and an entirely different thing to say, ‘I think I’m worth paying for.’ Though I would 100% back that statement for some of my skills…I also design tattoos in my real life.
Why? What did you think I meant?
Anyway, I feel like I’m ready to put myself out there. As I’ve said before, if nothing else, there will be a book on my shelf that my son will never be allowed to read, and a book on my parents shelf that they will never bring themselves to open. And if that’s not a Christmas miracle, I don’t know what is.
As for me, I’m starting to find it tricky to segment the writer persona and my usual alter-ego these days. Which is mad because I’ve only really been immersed fully in my writing for a few months. But already, I’m finding I can be a more authentic version of myself when I’m K. M. Strange. I can be more honest, expressive, and, if we’re all being truthful, a little cheesy at times, and that’s fine. I don’t need to worry about being shamed or cast out by the people in my professional life for (God forbid!) talking about sex.
The truth is, I think physical connection is so important for human beings. It helps us translate our emotions and express them in a way that is so raw and genuine, words could never really match it. I fear, at times, in a society that is so desperate to free women from being oppressed by their sexuality, we are at risk of condemning ourselves to pretend it doesn’t exist. Or that we don’t care about it. I tend to keep my views on such areas to myself, I believe whole-heartedly in the expression, ‘You do you, and I’ll do me,’ (In every interpretation.) But I can honestly say, I love my body and my sensuality, and I love that my husband loves it too. I am a sensual, sexual being, and I am very happy with that.
But, hey, that’s just me.
I’m also intrigued to see how this new-found freedom is helping me develop as a person in other areas too. Since becoming a mum, I’m much more proactive in the house. My upbringing was sketchy to say the least. I mean it’s all okay, I turned out fine! (Where did I leave that ball gag?) But I really want my son to grow up with a happy, attentive mum in a warm and welcoming home. So, I’m finding myself baking, decorating for seasons, I even watch home-maker YouTube-ers like Brianna K religiously. (She’s adorable!)
Since becoming an author, I have more of a sense of self and where I used to feel a bit silly about having different cushion covers for different seasons etc, I now have the confidence to act exactly how I feel, regardless of eye-rolls or patronising sighs.
I’ve also started to be more giving in the bedroom. Not that Mr Strange and I are lacking, far from it! But sometimes he’s so forthcoming that I take it for granted. So, last weekend I made sure I dedicated almost an hour to just being present for him and his manhood. It was such a liberating and almost meditative experience – I actually enjoyed it as much as he did, and I can’t wait to do it again.
So, there you have it folks. K M Strange: Erotic Author, Adoring Home-Maker and Raging Cock-Slut.
Huh. That’s catchy, I might add it to my resume.
Until next time, I leave you with this:
‘You cannot wear every expectation, consider setting aside the ones that don’t fit.’ – Bozeman Zawisz
‘Or consider using a smaller plug and building up until it’s comfortable.’ – K M Strange
Remember that edge I was so close to? Well, readers, it was ruined. Ruined!
Just as I was about to get there, you know, when you’re breathless with excitement? When your toes are curling because you know something wonderful is about to happen? That was me. And then Amazon pulled out before I was done…
By that, of course, I mean that Amazon pulled my story down from my page. Apparently there was some kind of glitch and the story appeared on some sites and not others. Leaving me empty and disappointed.
To make up for this underwhelming performance, I’ve re-uploaded the story on a limited time offer- free for five days! So, if you tried to download it and were unsuccessful- please go ahead and have a good time on me. (Not like, *on* me, of course… Well, you get my meaning.)
So, as the old saying goes, if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again! You can now download Office Submissive here for free until Monday 16th November 2020.
And as always, any feedback is greatly welcomed so feel free to leave me a review on Amazon or Goodreads! Or drop me a message on this site.