A Work in Progress…again.

Hello, readers! How are we all?

So, I wanted to mention that things may be a bit quiet in the Strange warehouse at the moment, it’s going to be a little while before a new title is released.

Not that I’m not working on it…I am! But the last few months I wasn’t up to my best. I lost a family member in March, so I was busy grieving and organising the funeral etc, while also trying to write. The writing was a welcome distraction to be honest, but I realise now that it meant that some of what I released wasn’t up to my usual standard.

Anyway, I went back and re-edited some of my more recent titles to bring them up to scratch, and then I figured, in for a penny, in for a pound! So I’m now going back over my older work too, just to make sure everything is as good quality as possible.

That’s it, really. Not that I think you’re all out there watching your computers obsessively waiting for my next title, I just didn’t want you to think I’d faded in to the oblivion of lost writers. I did visit there once for a holiday, wouldn’t go back; the service was awful. Great food though…

Salvador Dali said, ‘Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it.’

Well, ill show ewe Mr Dali!

Take care,

Strange

The Horror! The Sexy, Sexy Horror!

So, I’ve finally done it, I finished my sexy horror(ish) story! I say horror-ish because I don’t know if everyone would find it scary, but it’s definitely in that genre.

I did, of course, write a monster-inspired Halloween story last year, but that was a little more subtle, whereas this one is pretty on the nose.

I don’t want to give anything away, but I have to say I’m particularly invested in this one artistically speaking. It’s shorter than my other work, only around 9,000 words, and it was very much a labour of love. Usually, when I write my stories they’re based on things I have at least some experience in, and they’re written for particular audiences that I have a good understanding of.

This is none of those. Mr Strange mentioned the idea, as he’s a huge horror fan, and even suggested a structure. At first, I wasn’t sure, but as I started writing, I found myself just loving the whole story and going completely off the structure I was planning on. Much to Mr Strange’s dismay.

In truth, I’ve always liked this theme, you know, in a sexy way, but it’s not my main fantasy go-to. It’s more like a special-occasion when I’m in that-kind-of-mood-fantasy. Still, it never occurred to me to write it, but as soon as I did, I was enthralled by the idea.

The end result is that I have a story that I love and that was super exciting for me to write, but I have no idea how it will translate for readers. BSDM enthusiasts may be left bewildered, horror fans may be underwhelmed, who knows?

The story also tested my technical skills too. There are a lot of scenes that shift between reality and fantasy, and though I understand it, I’ll be interested to see if the flow from one to other will work for readers.

So, if that fantastic sales-pitch hasn’t left you itching to download my latest work, I don’t know what will! It’s called ‘Unravelled’ and it should be available on Amazon any minute now. Damned delays.

H.P Lovecraft said, ‘I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is expected of me.’ I feel like he and I may have been kindred spirits…

What Laid Beneath

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…

Take care,

Strange

The Beast of Backar

Hello, readers!

How are we all keeping? I hope everyone is enjoying the burgeoning Spring as much as I am. Though I’m an Autumn girl at heart, I do enjoy seeing nature start to wake from her slumber as birds are singing and flowers are blooming once again.

…That was all a little poetic for me. Hey-ho, you gotta write what you feel I guess…

Aaaaaaanyway, the really reason I’m writing is to express my excitement about finally finishing my latest short story: The Beast of Backar.

This, like so many of my stories, has started off based on one idea, and changed and evolved more times than I could track as I was writing it. The initial focus was on the immense size of the male-protagonist.

His height people. Come on, minds out of the gutter.

This theme is still prevalent throughout, (with sexy results) but the characters ended up having so many other defining qualities, the story became so different from how I’d planned it.

What you can expect though, is a sparky female lead, an unbelievably hot man and lots of heated tension. (With sexy results!)

It’s the first of three parts but, like my other works, still stands alone as its own erotic story.

I should mention that there are also some twists and turns and an element of mystery and danger. I’m starting to lean into this kind of writing a little. I don’t know why, to be honest, erotica has always been my thing. But I just can’t seem to stop myself at your standard ‘wham-bam-thank-you-mam,’ stories. And I’ve genuinely loved writing this. I can’t wait to see how it progresses!

Anyway, if you’re looking for an erotica story with all these elements, you may find the Beast of Backar is right up your alley. And maybe some other places…

To finish, I’ll leave you with this: Charles Baudelaire said, ‘My heart is lost, the beasts have eaten it.’

Sure Charles, we get ya. The beasts ate my heart too…

You can download The Beast of Backar here

Cracked it!

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?

Take care,

Strange

Mind Over Mattress

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.

Thanks for reading!

Strange

Charmed, I’m sure…

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.

No Place for a Woman

Ooooh, it’s getting a little risqué up in here!

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.

Welcome to 2021

I know, I know, we’re all sad to say goodbye to 2020, forgive me for being so controversial.

Heh, okay, maybe not.

I’m going to join the crowds of people who are very ready to get 2021 started, and I’ve got a lot of ideas that I’m psyched for! Change is cumming people!

My New Years resolution is to purge myself of the toxins in my world; Healthy body, healthy mind, healthy planet. Am I saying ‘No more junk food for me ever again?’ And jogging my way to the supermarket to buy some new gym gear that will only get used three times before being upscaled to my new loungewear?

Yes. But at least I’m trying, bitch!

To be honest, I’m actually in a place where I’m incredibly happy with most things in my life. I find I’m at a stage where instead of trying to make huge changes, I’m more focussed on building on the foundations I’ve made over the years.

Some things definitely have to go, (I still have huge clanking goth boots from my late teens) but otherwise, my plan is to just keep doing better with what I love.

Which brings me, inevitably, to my writing. At the moment, I’m a book and a half away from finishing the Garden of Eden series. I’ve decided to get this all done before I start anything else. I’ve loved writing this series and while I’ll be sad to be done with it, I’ll be happy for my characters who will finally have the answers they’ve been demanding between their many sexual antics!

On the horizon, I’ve got a supernatural series planned, think hotel for sexy-ass monsters meets K M Strange. I’m also in serious debate about opening an Etsy shop under my pen name and selling various night-time delights. I’d be interested in your thoughts on this.

So tell me, dear readers, what are your plans as we skip hopefully into the new year? What do you foresee on your own horizons? Will your plans benefit from some elegantly written porn? You know your girl Strange has got your back.

Until next time, I’d like to leave you with a quote from Mae West that needs no tampering from me, ‘All discarded lovers deserve a second chance, with someone else.’

And like those forgotten lovers, I’m ready to let 2020 fade into the past. 2021 – let’s be having you!