I have a new story in this month’s Handjobs called “Game Night.” I wrote this one from a pure place of horniness and wanting to turn myself on, which I can’t say happens much when I write anymore. So it may be that it’s a good one. Here’s the description from HJ:
Game Night by Natty Soltesz
Every Friday night is game night at home, but one Friday when it’s just Dad and Son at home, Dad ups the ante by suggesting, “You’ve heard of strip poker, right? What about strip Monopoly?” His son says, “Really?” The boy feels his heart quickening. Dad says, “Why not? When one of us lands on the other’s property, we have to take off a piece of clothing. Whaddaya say?”
My abysmal ebook sales (see comments for clarification here) are starting to get me down. I still plan to become a full-time writer and hope to achieve this goal in the next year and a half. I know it’s going to happen because…I just do. But the question is how, and when I’m going to spend the time focusing on the business end of things.
Because at the moment I am fully focused on the creative end of things. I finished my FIRST NOVEL (Backwoods wasn’t really a novel) – the expansion of My Sister’s Boyfriend Joey – last month, and I’ve now started on another project that is looking good. I’m not sure if it’s another novel or not, but it’s certainly a longer piece of work.
Novels. I’ve been attempting them for years, but somehow this year I just figured it out. I don’t know how to explain it, but I have that same feeling I did when I first started writing stories – like I figured out how to write them and then it was effortless and I just had fun with it, doing different things and exploring styles and modes. I feel like I’m on the same path here with novels or longer stories – I just get it now. I love the thing I’m working on, currently, which is so ridiculous but so fun and I wish I could tell you more but I don’t want to jinx it.