I saw things I wish I hadn’t, experienced things I never want to relive. And I want to share a few things I learned so that things might be a little easier, in case you have to face the unthinkable. Continue reading “When the Storm Comes”
I’ll never forget the big black Labrador, hunched over, wet, shaking, trembling in his owner’s arms.
Last Tuesday, I was at Atmosphere, the salon in Galveston and Yvonne, my stylist mentioned Harvey. It was the first I’d heard of it. At that point, it was a tropical depression off the Yucatan Peninsula. But she was concerned enough to start adjusting her Friday schedule.
Within fifty-two hours, Harvey was pummeling Texas as a category four hurricane. Continue reading ““Harvey”, Texas 2017″
We are thrilled to announce that Sierra Cartwright is a multiple Winner, Runners Up, Honorable Mentions 2016 by Love Romances Café!
I’m doing a happy dance! Yes, that’s the world moving, and I know you can feel it! Brand, with its stunning and eye-catching red cover will be on the shelves of your local Barnes and Noble in the United States as of January 19th!
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I am absolutely thrilled to announce that I have a gorgeous new cover to celebrate the mass-market release of Brand in the UK!
This is the second book in the Donovan Dynasty series, about the sexy Cade Donovan, a cowboy who will melt your heart and make you want to call him “Sir.”
Cade was quite a departure for me as far as heroes go. He’s the bastard love-child of the wild and free Stormy and the very proper heir to the Donovan fortune. Following the death of his father, he isolates himself on the family’s Running Wind ranch, far from the trappings of civilization.
Only Sofia McBride has the courage to tempt the sinful Dom from his despair.
I adore the new cover that conveys the hot, sizzling sex between the covers as well as Cade’s angst.
Here’s a tantalizing peek at Brand…
He continued to meet her stare. “I think I was clear. I want you, Sofia.”
Silence hung, stretched, grew taut. Finally, finally, she exhaled. “If I have to oversee everything, it will cost you more. A lot more.”
“I’m always willing to pay for excellence.” He extended his hand. “Do we have a deal or not?”
“After you sign the contract,” she hedged.
“But we have a verbal agreement to meet and proceed.”
“We don’t need to shake hands on that.”
“Perhaps I prefer to do business the old-fashioned way.” And perhaps he wanted to know if she felt as soft and feminine as he imagined.
She regarded him for several seconds.
“It’s going to be a pleasure to work with you.”
“I think I’m going to regret this,” she replied.
“Probably,” he agreed easily.
She slid her palm against his. He felt her warmth and softness.
Her breath caught as he squeezed just a little, and she looked up at him through her impossibly long, dark eyelashes.
She blinked then extracted herself from his grip.
The sounds of a country-and-western ballad spilled from the clubhouse. He recognized the song from the radio, knew how to pick a few of the chords on his guitar. And because there was something about a wedding, something about being alone when other people had partners, something about the temptation of a beautiful woman on a starlit evening and the fact he wanted an excuse to talk with her a little longer, he asked, “Do you dance?”
“I love to. But I rarely have the opportunity. Occupational hazard.”
“You’re the one making sure the party is a success, not the one enjoying it.”
“Dance with me.”
Her mouth parted. He could tell he’d caught her off guard.
“With…” Sofia glanced over her shoulder then back at him. “I’m working.”
“I know the boss.”
“That’s true,” she conceded.
He couldn’t look away from her mouth and her inviting red lipstick. “It’s just three minutes. Four at the most.”
“That’s also true.”
“And you want to.”
“I…” She took a breath.
Cade glanced at her left hand. “We’ve ascertained that there’s no Mr. McBride and that you haven’t had a lot of opportunity to color outside the lines.”
She hesitated, seeming to choose her words. Obviously she’d noticed the way he’d looked at her and she realized she had a choice in how she wanted to respond. She could shut him down, or she could take the chance he was offering.
She fingered back a stray wisp of hair.
“What harm could there be?”
“Honestly?” she asked. “About five things come immediately to mind.”
The Mastered series will always hold a special place in my heart. I’d know for a while that I wanted to write a series set in Colorado that featured heart-pounding Doms.
The first hero who came to mind was Damien Lowell a very powerful man, someone committed to the lifestyle. And I knew that he would only associate with other men who were equally strong and powerful. Then I began to think about a place where all of these people could come together.
It wasn’t until With This Collar began to unfurl that I “saw” how the entire series would play out. The name for the place came to me, “The Den.” And because Damien’s name reminded me a bit of a devilish character, I nicknamed it the Devil’s Den. (Though it really is referred to as the Den throughout the series.)
At first, the series was conceived of three books, With This Collar, Over the Line, and In the Den, but I really wanted to provide a glimpse into the BDSM lifestyle in many of its facets. As a result, all of the heroines have varying degrees of experience, from devoted submissives to a woman who is a Domme in her own right. I ended up including heroines who had little experience and one who was very curious to be trained as a lifestyle sub.
The success of With This Collar and the launch of the Mastered series was gratifying. The Daily Mail Online called With This Collar, “Even racier than 50 Shades!” It went on to reach #1 on the Amazon BDSM charts in the UK and the US, becoming my first bestseller.
But it couldn’t have done that well without the help and support of enthusiastic readers, many who have now gone on to become friends.
When will Brand and Boss (paperbacks) be available for purchase in the UK?
The books are set to release every 6 months!
Brand will be available in paperback in November 2016, and Boss will be available in paperback in May 2017!
By Sierra Cartwright
You know what I’m talking about, don’t you? Clichés.
Clichés sneak into my work like the insidious little bastards they are. In a first draft, when I’m trying to get a million of zinging ideas from my imagination to the computer, I don’t worry about them too much. (That’s my excuse for using them. Er, uhm, yeah. That was only a draft.)
But in my revisions, I try to eradicate them. The trouble is, I sometimes don’t see them. Even my beta readers can miss them. I think we’re somewhat blind to them.
It’s not just they’re so common that we barely notice them. It’s that we have a common understanding. Unless they’re regional, it’s an expression that has universal meaning.
We understand hot as Hades. Actions speak louder than words. Mad as hell. Apple doesn’t fall from the tree.
But I’m always trying to be more precise in my choice of words, and I want to take opportunities to draw readers deeper into my characters so they seem more real. When I find a cliché, I will play with the image, trying to figure out what I mean by it, and how a particular character might think about it.
Here’s an example from my novella, Master Class: Initiation (because, why the hell not? I don’t mind being publicly embarrassed, right?)
My hero, Logan, is talking to the heroine, Jennifer, a woman who he’s about to dominate for the first time…
The first draft reads like this:
“I make you nervous,” he said.
“As a cat on a hot tin roof.”
The second draft was revised to this:
“I make you nervous,” he said
(Nothing really wrong with that. It’s probably how real people talk. And honestly, I might have left it at that.)
In my final draft, I forced myself to dig a bit deeper. I considered the fact that Jennifer’s a CPA. I wondered what would make her nervous. And I came up with this:
“I make you nervous,” he said.
“As missing a tax filing deadline.”
And yes, I’m sure that clichés still slither into my work. But I’m on guard. I’ve got my cliché killer instincts honed. Oops, did it again. So, okay, I probably still have some work ahead of me!