Thanks for the love :-)

I know it seems a whole lot like bragging, but I wanted to express how very grateful I am to have received some lovely reviews lately. Really!
Not bragging!

Just Another Day at the Office – I

UPDate 2019: The serialized version of Just Another Day at the Office is no longer available. Stay tuned for the re-release of the novel edition in Autumn 2019.

Good beginning to a series; 5* by Adam

Well, she’s done it again.

 

Hedonist Six – or Six, as her friends call her – is back up to her usual tricks, writing a story that is long on emotions and heavy on the innuendo, with lively and realistic dialogue.

 

She switches POV seamlessly between her male and female characters, giving each a unique voice; voices, I might add, which ring totally true to their genders.

 

And when the book ends, you REALLY want the next volume to be out. Like, NOW.

 

So – buy this book and maybe she’ll get cracking!

Should that be Ms Sex? 4* by Elizabeth

I like the structure of this book. Ms Six, or maybe I should say Ms Sex, moves the pace along using flowing paragraphs for intimate scenes, resulting in a breathless romp, eagerly driving her reader forward in an uninterrupted stream, a waterfall of prose delivers a sense of urgency. Both John and Cathy have humanity, which is cleverly drawn; it’s refreshing that there are no perfect creatures in this realistic story.

Between a Rock and a Soft Place; 4*  by Lee

You know from the title, “Just Another Day at the Office,” this is not going to be just another day at the office and the surrealistically-pseudonymed author Hedonist Six keeps us turning pages waiting for that special day to arrive.

 

Cath Davies has just scored a new job and immediately finds herself between a rock and a soft place, the rock being Dick ‘pervert’ Porter with the smelly armpits and drooling lips, the soft place being the arms of the delectable Jonathan Hall – where Cath isn’t but would like to be.

 

In this coming of age romance, we are treated to an array of office politics, sexual and otherwise, and there were times flicking through my Kindle when the wry smile that appeared on my lips came from memories of the Ricky Gervais comedy “The Office.” Like Mr Gervais, Ms Six is in tune with the zeitgeist and her characters when not stealing amorous glances may well be chatting about the latest developments on X-Factor.

 

I must admit I’m intrigued by the name Hedonist Six – is that six of the best, the dream of all girls, at least in the land of erotica? I am sure that in time I will find out and, in the meantime, I look forward to the next episode of office politics.  

Almost ready!

Wow it’s been a long time since I posted anything. First I was preoccupied preparing for Christmas, then I was cooking for Christmas, then I was entertaining visitors, and then I was recovering from the same without any focus left to be productive. Today, one of the first proper working day for most people, I feel it is time to pull a finger out and be useful.

If you’ve been reading this blog regularly, you will have noticed there are a bunch of little instalments of an Untitled office romance that I’ve posted over time.

Well, I’m glad to announce it’s no longer untitled! And thanks to inspiration provided by +Livia Ellis and others following a similar format, I have decided its time to start publishing it as a serial.

Two parts are close to being ready, the third I’ll be working on for a while yet. Depending on feedback and what future inspiration I might receive, there may be more than three parts. But I cannot be certain of that yet.

By the way, for those who have diligently been following the Office romance story on this blog, the first part is basically most of what I’ve already put on the blog. There were some revisions, and a bunch of stuff that happened in between various parts I’ve chosen to put online. Part 2, which I’m planning to publish in a little while after I finish editing will be completely new.

Ladies’ Day – a little taster.

Update 2019: This short story has been unpublished some years ago, but it does form the basis of my novella, Beautiful Stranger, so I’m leaving this taster up, because in some form or other, it’s still relevant.

Why not get a little taste of it from the short except below:

“Excuse me, where’s your bathroom?” His call is coming from the back door.

“Oh please come in, it’s just over there…” I point at the door leading off the hallway.

Still the contrast between us is startling to me, he looks like everything I am not in his formals which probably cost more than my car is worth. At the same time I – at 25 – still dress like I did as a teenager, faded jeans and inappropriately tight t-shirts. The only “fancy” clothes I own are worn exclusively to job interviews and then too they’re Primark or at a stretch Next. You could mistake me for a simple idealist, not moved by worldly possessions, when in fact I am just a bit stingy and lazy.

But strangely, he looks at home, walking over the terracotta tiles and towards the door I’ve just shown him. Taking in the decor, glancing at the eclectic mix of paintings and photographs on my walls on his way. Like he is meant to be here, in my house. I try and shake off that thought. He’s just some stranger and I’m an idiot for doing this.

The ping of the oven timer brings me back to reality and I pile all the food, plates and cutlery high onto a tray, and head back out. After I’ve arranged everything on the wooden table and make another trip for the cushions, a water jug and the aforementioned cheap wine, he comes back out as well.

“Oh you didn’t need to…” He says, smiling at me. Looking at him now, more relaxed and at ease, I feel like I’m getting a hint of his usual demeanor. Charismatic is probably the best word for it. Like he should be a politician, but still strangely genuine and trustworthy.

“I sort of did, I’m starving,” I respond, “and Dominos doesn’t deliver here.”

He lets out a laugh while sitting down on the bench beside me. Thankfully it’s large and sturdy, quite over spec for my usual needs as a single woman.

“I wasn’t sure what you’d like,” I point at the food, wine and water, “unless you want coffee or tea, I can do that too.”

“Yeah, I don’t tend to drink much, is it that obvious?” He smiles again. My heart is pounding in my chest; I can’t get over how handsome he is, by body language perhaps even more so than simply looks.

“Well, whatever you need, just ask.” My eyes are drawn towards his, in this light they seem more turquoise than blue. He holds my gaze just a little longer than strictly necessary before picking up the wine and corkscrew.

“I suppose one glass won’t hurt. I promise I don’t feel ill anymore.” He doesn’t look it either, must be the fresh air.

“Don’t be so sure, you haven’t tried it yet. It’s probably nowhere near the quality you’re used to.” I say, still mesmerised by his eyes.

He grins at me. “Everything is only as good as the company it’s enjoyed in.”

I feel the corners of my mouth curl up practically by themselves, this is a game I know how to play.

“Well, and what do you know about current company other than that I was overly keen to get my hands on your car keys?”

“Firstly, you took a huge risk trying to help out a complete stranger,” winking at me, he adds, “car keys or no car keys.”

I take the glass of wine he has poured for me.

“Furthermore, I don’t recall the last time anyone has made an effort putting together a meal for me…” His gaze wanders out over the field again.

“Fine, if you say so,” I say, “but for all you know I could be a psychopath, only pretending to be friendly.”

He looks back at me again, the amused glint in his eyes reappearing. “So could I.”

“Cheers,” I say, raising my glass towards him, “to us, pretending to be friendly.”

We both take a sip, stealing little looks at each other in turn.

Jumping in Head First

Alright, I think I’ve done it!

I managed to finish a story, even if it’s a short one (34 pages according to Amazon) and published it for sale.

Please take a look:

Ladies’ Day by Hedonist Six (update: 2019 this book has been unpublished years ago, so I’ve removed the links to it from this post.)

Ladies’ Day is a short erotic story about two strangers from vastly different backgrounds meeting in unusual circumstances. Don’t ask me why I decided to work on a story set in Mid June now, while Autumn has washed over us like a wet blanket. It seemed like a good idea when I started!

Lately I’ve been reading a lot of blogs on self publishing and promotional techniques, so I guess I will have to put some of the things I’ve learnt into practice.

So far what I’ve done is:

  • Written the story obviously (and edited and edited and edited some more)
  • Formatted for Kindle
  • Made a cover & wrote a short description
  • Published it on Amazon and enrolled in KDP Select. Let’s see how that goes!
  • Been reasonably prolific on Facebook and joined a bunch of groups where I could promote my book
  • Set up an Author Central profile;both on .com and .co.uk (apparently this makes a difference!)
  • And not told anyone about it really. Not sure why. I think deep down I fear that the first review I get will be zero stars or something.

Still left to do:

  • Amend the book to include my Author Central link
  • Spam the hell out of FB, Twitter and whatever else I can find.
  • Start a 2 day free promotion and spam the hell out of everyone again.
  • Pray that I get some reviews and likes
  • Sit back and watch as the sales roll in (Hopefully. At least one.)