I’m so excited to tell you guys about another awesome set! This one contains my novel, Chameleon, as well as 20 others. It’s a great deal, if you’re trying to do your reading on the cheap. Plus, it’s a great opportunity to discover new writers. Going through the ARCs for these things is one of my favorite ways to find new authors I want to follow along with. I think you guys are gonna love this collection! As a disclaimer, this is fantasy-targeted, so if you’re more interested in steamy alphas, you’ll have more fun with the books in 21 Shades of Night instead.
Synopsis: Get ready to be swept off into lands filled with magic, mystery, action, adventure and romance with these 21 full-length fantasy novels! 22 NY Times, USA Today, and International Bestselling authors have banded together to bring you this amazing boxed set, but like all good things, it’s only available for a limited time! Grab this collection today before it’s gone for good!
You might be asking yourself what makes this boxed set so special, and I’m more than happy to tell you. See, there’s nothing like this out there. Usually when you go looking for collections of books, one of two things happens, you either find the same novels you’ve seen everywhere else, most of which you can get for free, or you find a collection chock full of books filled with half-naked alphas and domineering vampires.
Now, both of those things are cool, but that’s not what this collection entails. No, the guys and girls in these novels are way more likely to punch a vampire in the face than make out with one. Hey, there’s nothing wrong with being saved, but sometimes a girl has got to take things into her own hands, like you know, a stake.
You will also find that each novel in this set is actually for sale on one or more venders for far more than the sticker price of this set. This isn’t a set filled with freebies designed to entice you into purchasing something you could find for free. No, this collection of over one million words retails for over fifty dollars, and it’s all your for a buck. If that isn’t a steal, I don’t know what is.
Some of the books within the set have sold thousands of copies by themselves, and almost all of them enjoy several four and five star reviews. Chances are you’ll find at least one of your new favorite series within, and likely more, all for only a buck. That’s a deal that’s hard to beat.
Trust me, with 21 novels from twenty-two New York Times, USA Today, and International bestselling authors, you’re getting more than enough bang for your buck. Just don’t start this set late at night if you value your sleep, because I guarantee you’ll be up WAY past your bedtime! This incredible boxed set is only going to be around at $0.99 for a limited time, so make sure you grab your copy today!
Sex workers and feminists have a fraught relationship, in part due to the mainstream nature of SWERF (sex worker exclusionary feminist) narratives, that hold the very existence of the sex industry as a form of gendered, misogynist violence. This makes it very difficult for sex workers to feel safe in feminist spaces, unfortunately. So I wanted to highlight sex work’s place in intersectional feminism, and exploring the sex work community’s role in outside dialogues on the sex industry.
From the 20 USA Today, International, and Award Winning Bestselling Authors of the Beyond the Veil boxed set, we start you off with steamy, magical & paranormal romance short stories to introduce our characters and whet your appetite, leaving you panting for more.
And it’s spot-friggen-on for one of the most crucial and difficult things about the representation of people in the sex industry. People don’t often think of the danger of being out, or the possibility of there being “degrees” of being out, but they totally exist.
I’ve been there. I’ve been coercively “outed” to my family, and lost family members because of it. I’ve hidden it from other family members, and lived in fear of the ones who knew tattling on me, just to see me wounded. I’ve been fetishized by non-sex worker friends, and condescended to by therapists. I’ve compartmentalized, the word for creating a double life with boundaries between the elements that are restricted to one part of my life, to prevent my landlord from finding out about my work, out of the fear that he might kick me out if he took it badly. I’ve been sexually assaulted for being “out” by non-work personal dates, who decided that if I was that kind of skank, surely I was up for anything, and if I was saying “no”, it didn’t mean anything.
The trust I place in those who know of this part of me, and my own defiance in insisting that as many people as possible should accept it as a part of me has been used to hurt me. It’s been used to say I am incapable of making good decisions, and to justify invasive aggression toward my (unrelated) mental illness. It’s been used to coerce me into unwelcome sexual conduct. It’s been used to draw misleading statements about my mental health and my general worth as a person, and to undermine my autonomy. By putting this part of myself forward, I’ve invited the whore stigma to be a force not just in my old professional life, and not just in internal parts of my present life, but in all of my life.
But I am lucky. Plenty of people are isolated from seeking support or recognition from non-industry friends and family by causes much more coercive or dangerous than I was. Being “out” has its dangers, and so much of the time, that gets lost in the rhetoric. Being “out” is a brave act, and I adore all of the people I have met who demand the world see the entirety of them, even the controversial bits. But it’s not for everyone. And until we recognize why that is, and what additional barriers may face others with even more marginalized identities and less social or economic capital, we’re gonna be skewing the framing of the discussion.
To an extent, it’s not simply that the “out” sex workers are the ones doing this; this kind of erasure happens elsewhere in the discussion, too. When anti-trafficking/anti sex work prohibitionists/”abolitionists” discuss sex trafficking as something that primarily happens to innocent white girls who were kidnapped at the mall, or submissive foreign girls who can’t speak for themselves, they are doing it. They are erasing the very real fact that much sexual trafficking is done by friends or loved ones with few other options or similar experiences themselves (Read Alexandra Lutnick’s “Domestic Minor Trafficking Victims” for an eye-opening look at what underage sex trafficking in the US looks like outside of the mainstream narrative) and that even the TERM is vague, and encompasses a lot of situations that people would not consider trafficking, such as Amber Batts in Alaska, who was convicted of trafficking for providing screening services for non-trafficked women of legal age, no force, fraud, or coercion involved. They’re erasing that many of those foreign “sex slaves” would say radically different things than what the prohibitionists say for them. They are erasing the fact that trans women working as sex workers face much more coercive and mentally draining and sometimes violent conditions than CIS women tend to, and that trans women of color face even more hostility, yet. And that many men are exploited in the sex industry, too, especially young gay men from homophobic families, or young men with the same background of abuse or neglect that leads many young women into the industry. They are erasing the fact that they are worsening the conditions that make it more difficult for society at large to allow non-privileged people to advocate for themselves by controlling the narrative in such an exclusionary way that doesn’t address the root causes of exploitation.
They’re creating a specialized narrative that leaves the vast swath of sex workers and trafficking victims alike out in the cold. Because when we’re looking for an innocent white girl with sad eyes, we’re arresting, incarcerating, and/or ignoring legions of black girls who have learned to keep quiet, because they won’t be granted the presumption of victimhood or innocence. We’re legislating the bathroom behaviors of trans people, rather than guaranteeing them freedom from discrimination in employment that could help them find opportunities outside of the sex trade. Or rather than helping them pay for “elective” medical care that can ease their dysphoria and health issues associated with transitioning. We’re ignoring exploitative and predatory practices in other industries, such as the hospitality and agricultural industries, and the bureaucratic hell that traps many migrants in exploitative situations.
Being “out” is a privilege, and I’m determined to uplift as many other voices as I can. Because the dangers it’s presented to me aren’t as severe as they could be, and because what I see in the absence of my voice, and voices like mine, is far worse. My job here isn’t to talk until you listen- it’s to uplift as many other voices as possible so that the wider world can see beyond the narratives perpetuated by people even more privileged than me.
To follow along with all of my discussions on the subject, follow my facebook profile. I frequently share relevant links there.
Edit: I misquoted the name of Alexandra Lutnick’s book; the proper name is “Domestic Minor Sex Trafficking” instead.
I’m recovering from some personal issues, but my mind’s as active as ever. And there’s been something on my mind for a while. So here goes.
I’ve slowed down on publishing Love and Lapdances, although I do have a lot of material ready to go. Too many other projects demanding my attention, and Love and Lapdances is a niche project, in part because it’s so far from the stories the market usually bears about sex workers. It’s more a labor of love than a for-profit endeavor, and that sometimes means it takes a backseat.
So, to satisfy my own desire to share my insights, I’m going to be trying to blog a little more, explaining some of the thoughts that make it into the subtext, the little things I hope people carry with them after reading works like the newly-released Bad, Bad Thing, and Love and Lapdances, which star sex workers.
First up, let’s talk exploitation, the thing that comes first and foremost to most people’s minds when they think about sex work.
Yesterday, Happily Ever Alpha made the USA Today bestsellers list, coming in at #117.
Pics or it didn’t happen?
Eat your heart out, lovelies!
This is my first time making the USA Today, and I’m simply thrilled! If you haven’t picked up HEAlpha already, you should swing by Amazon and have a look. I’m extremely proud to have had Inkubus featured in that collection; I’m still working through the other stories, myself, and am having a blast.
There’s gonna be more news coming soon; if you hang out with me elsewhere- Facebook, my mailing list, or ARC list- you have an idea of it already.
Releases are gonna be a little all over the place the next few months, as I’ve got some medical stuff happening that’ll likely interfere with my ability to stay on top of things. I’ll do my best, though, and I hope to have a few new projects out there, as they’re finished.
2016 is off to a roaring start. I’m still all atwitter over the awesome news, grinning my ass off.
Thank you guys for getting my year off to such a spectacular start!
It’s New Years, one of my favorite holidays! And a really great group of paranormal romance authors, myself included, decided to have a bit of fun with it, writing resolutions for our characters, and celebrating with great prizes for you, our readers! See below for a complete list of authors, so you can check out their resolutions, too.
We’re kicking the year off with a chance to win some awesome stuff, so come tag along, and enter! Fear of Flying’s $.99, so if you haven’t grabbed it already, help yourself. I’m not sure how long it’ll stay at that price, but it won’t be long…
Very soon, it’ll be time to start sharing teasers from Reaper, the sequel to Inkubus. Reaper’s dark, very neo-noir. And it stars both some familiar characters, and some you’ll be hearing more about, soon. 2016’s gonna be year of the inkubi for me. Provided I don’t drop dead of exhaustion, you’re gonna have several more full length novels, and novellas, trickling out as we go. Writing this stuff’s addictive, and it’s already going in some strange directions.
2016 is gonna be a big year, and I want to say THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU to everyone who’s along for the ride!
Breaking Headboards and Resolutions! Check out who’s next!
Okay. So if you’ve been following my facebook feed or have seen other media coverage of the clusterfuck that was the television show 8 Minutes, you already know the basics. But here’s a synopsis.
A show called 8 Minutes was planned for A&E, focusing around an anti-trafficking former cop and current pastor who believes that he has 8 minutes with a sex worker he books to convince her to let him help her leave the life before her pimp catches on, endangering her life and the pastor’s. Assumption being that she’s always a trafficking victim who is there unwillingly, and who has never imagined she might do anything else.
Since before it aired, sex worker activists were concerned: this type of attitude bears little connection to reality and assumes a link between sex trafficking and sex work that erases the presence of consensual sex workers and nonviolent economic/systemic coercion, in favor of xenophobic and racist visuals of foreign and/or black pimps/managers/owners preying on vulnerable young innocent white women, or submissive, silent Asian women. Even the promo images showed a slender, young white woman with her face blurred (which they didn’t do for a number of the women on the show), to prey upon “it could be your DAUGHTER” fears, erasing the presence of non-binary, LGBT or trans sex workers (Calling out trans specifically, because many trans sex workers face challenges that other cis-appearing sex workers might not), sex workers of color, any and all intersections of both, as well as implying a “helpless” dynamic through her youthful appearance and perceived fragility.
These images and the cultural shorthand they evoke champion policies that force a lot of innocent sex workers as well as sex trafficking victims into the criminal justice system, and hurt all sex workers and sex trafficking victims alike. But worse yet, it exposes a core problem in the way that outsiders approach the proposition of helping sex workers.
See, what this pastor did, according to several of the show’s participants, wasn’t to help the desperate sex workers/ “trafficking victims” involved… it was to mislead them about the extent of the aid available, out them on national TV by failing to blur their face, and link them to lists of services they’d already exhausted as “compensation” for wrecking their lives, despite earlier promises to provide concrete aid. Much has been written on this, and a lawsuit is in progress on behalf of three workers whose lives were upended by this practice, to negative effect. The production company that made the whole thing happen is declaring bankruptcy to avoid financial repercussions. But another vile facet rarely discussed is how 8 Minutes let down the general public, as well as the people caught in its net. 8 Minutes framed the sex workers who agreed to accept their assistance as trafficking victims, thus perpetuating misleading myths about sex trafficking to the general public. Workers were approached in advance, and some were brought to the appointment by friends or partners, who were falsely portrayed as their pimps or traffickers to confirm the Good Pastor Brown (all sarcasm intended)’s claim that they were trafficking victims controlled by violent pimps. This is pretty par for the course when sex workers or trafficking victims who don’t consider what happened to them trafficking seek help. Many organizations require the person to label themselves a victim, even when they do not feel that label is accurate, or beneficial. And this mentality is at the core of why some jurisdictions have relabeled the courts that hear prostitution charges trafficking courts, instead. Positioning themselves as helping the people who come through the court…. with the same incarceration and threat of legal repercussions as before, but with an added dose of “self-esteem boosters”.
This is what happens when we don’t listen to sex workers who want to get out, and trafficking survivors. Because this behavior benefits neither, and any of them could tell you that. Raising “awareness” through publicity stunts like this show comes on the backs of the people they’re trying to help. The truth becomes meaningless, as do the lives of the people they’re targeting to aid. Because what those people want or need isn’t relevant- only their savior’s cause, that elusive awareness that we somehow don’t have, despite billions of dollars and dozens of high-profile shills.
The way to help someone isn’t misleading them into burning the bridge into the one option they had, and telling them you’ll pray for them when you won’t offer real help, as Brown did to Kamylla, one of the sex workers suing Relativity Media. Or demanding they volunteer for the political candidate who pays your budget and gave you the In to “help” them to stay out of jail and have a better chance of returning to their family, through influencing their hearings in court, as Kathryn Griffin’s “We’ve Been There Done That” diversion program- another friend of the show- does.
It’s shitty human behavior of the worst kind. It’s fraudulent, and it shows a reckless disregard for others’ safety. It’s inappropriate professionally, ethically, morally, or any other term you can think of that we use to compartmentalize our behavior.
Yet people do this to marginalized and disadvantaged people all the time, in the name of “saving” them from their bad choices. To some, it’s better to wreck a prostitute’s life than to let her whore around as her own choice.
In what way is this behavior Christian, spiritual, or even decent human behavior?
And in what way is anyone served having a general public that’s been repeatedly mislead about the nature of a problem, to raise money for the organizations trying to “raise awareness” or solve it?
To help Kamylla, one of the 8 Minutes victims, who is still unable to get a job with a fraudulent prostitution charge on her record, donate here.
To view sex worker reviews on rescue organizations, and charitable organizations offering help, check out Rate That Rescue.
Sometimes I get to do really effing cool things. Now’s one of those times. Recently, I reviewed Suzy Favor Hamilton’s memoir Fast Girl: A Life Spent Running From Madness, and now I’m back, having gotten to speak to the lady, herself!
Both the review, and the interview can be read on Tits and Sass, one of the best websites out there covering sex work-specific interests.
If you aren’t familiar with Suzy Favor Hamilton’s story, she’s a former Olympic athlete who was outed in 2012 as a Las Vegas agency escort. With a family history of bipolar disorder, and after obtaining her own diagnosis, she wrote the memoir to discuss her experiences with mental illness and her early career, and how she found her way to escorting. Lots of fascinating stuff, since mental illness and sex work are both highly stigmatized, and that puts those who have experience with both at a particular disadvantage in the public discourse.
So check out T&S for what she has to say!
I’ll be back with news of exciting new releases, and whatnot, just as soon as I can take a break from my hellish NaNoWriMo quota.