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Semi Precious Weapons from Phaze Rocks series:

The second Chris lays eyes on glamazon model Jason in a club, he knows he wants him.

To his great surprise, Jason wants him too.

In spite of being a model himself, Chris still feels like a gangly boy from Texas. After Chris sides with Jason’s frenemy Sebastian, Jason bolts and Chris realizes Sebastian isn’t all that he seems.

Will Chris be able to win Jason back or will he have to live with the regret of losing the one true thing he’d found in the glamorous and fake City of New York?

Sexy model boys all sexy and cute! You know you want to…

And yes, all of this editing is keeping me quiet :)

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Warning: explicit discussion of what to call lady bits.  And boy bits which are not so hygienic.

Lest you think editing is all fun and games and that every word isn’t sweated over, have a look at our comment discussion between Jules, our Loose Id editor, and my cowriter Thursday,  about the usage and evolution of the term poon/poonis/poontang.

And yes, I’m the spoilsport who says pussy.

If you haven’t bought your own copy of Black Gold, allow me to assist you with a link.

Hello. I’m Clancy Nacht and I’m an overcommitment addict.

(hello)

See, for a long time I wasn’t feeling very motivated to write things. You know how it is, you just left fandom, you want to tackle original stuff, but suddenly you have to deal with new voices, a new world, new situations. You’ve gone from a very controlled universe to Anything You Want.

It’s big. Too big. You don’t know where to start. So, you hit Duotrope.

And sure, it’s great for tracking your submissions, for knowing when things are due, when to follow up with a publisher. But it also lists calls for submissions. You read through one, and you’re inspired. you write it up, edit it, send it off, it’s accepted. Win! It’s such an exciting, euphoric feeling, like you not only got inspired, but you actually got someone to agree to not only read your non-fandom work, but also to urge others to read it as well.

That’s how they hook you.

You see, it started off small with a few short stories, but it’s grown into an untamable beast of WIPs, stories in revision, stories that are sent out, stories that you sent out and you’re editing. Folders upon folders of drafts, outlines, notes, research, but too little time to focus.

And that’s when it sets in. The block.

It’s not for lack of knowing where to go. You have these stories outlined. The research is done. Characters are named, their quirks documented. All you have to do is sit down and do it.

But then, where to start? Is it that WIP that you’re 20k into that you decided needed at least another 20k to feel complete? Is it that new story you just got all hot and bothered for, but isn’t due for a few months? Or do you go for some easy wins with anthos that you know you could knock out in a few hours?

I don’t know. That’s my problem. I don’t know when to stop. I try. Believe me, I’ve tried. I don’t even log into Duotrope anymore. I trash their weekly emails, not even looking for new calls for submission.

But then, there are more. Twitter wants attention, I should be blogging, too. Oh and that chat, you need to be witty in chat. And what about those lovely authors that comment on your blog? You really need to go read their blogs and comment.

Too much. And all of it things I want to be doing.

But that’s why I’m here. Because I don’t know how to stop. Or where to start.

Surely I’m not the only one. What about you? Start to finish WIP and bugger the rest of it? Keep nipping at each story, calling it progress each time?

Anyway, I’ve recognized that I need help and that’s why I’m here. Thank you.

(wasn’t that brave?)

Sometimes I get nostalgic for fandom. Over the weekend, there was a Harry Potter convention in Orlando. I’ve never gone to any Potter conventions. Conventions, in general, are counter intuitive to me. Usually I have to be paid to make myself available to throngs of people, not the other way around.

Even though it is theoretically a convergence of people who have the same interests as me, being social on demand is difficult. Especially in person. Frankly, I find it a miracle I even get through a 40-50 hour work week without busting a cap in someone’s ass. Sharing a room at a convention? Feggetaboutit.

But really, conventions are a small part of fandom. And in spite of my curmudgeonly attitude about being social, I do miss the social aspects of sharing my stories. I miss having people quote back parts of my work they found hilarious or scary or whatever. I miss the world and the characters (though arguably, Draco’s never left.)

There were a lot of reasons around pulling away from fandom and not many of them have changed. I see an LJ post by an old friend and recognize the names responding. It makes me a little sad to have lost touch, but then, I also feel like I needed to move on.

This isn’t to say that some of the same issues that haunted fandom don’t haunt the professional world. If anything, some of these darker aspects are heightened because now there’s money involved. But there are also a lot of professionals who don’t make everything personal, who keep that distance, and can agree to disagree.

As much as I’d love to write more fandom work, I’ve gotten myself so obligated professionally, it would have to be pretty short and sweet. I’m hoping the new season of “Merlin” will shake something loose. I keep getting notices from FF.net that people are discovering those shorts I posted and it makes me smile. But we’ll see.

How about you? Did you come to writing from somewhere else and get homesick?

I found out that there was a “living history park” not far from where I live. Unfortunately, the day I went, history was not coming alive. Only a couple of the houses were manned by people. Wasps—and I’m talking wasps as big as your hand—were out in full force.

Plantation House

It was in the upper 90s and a lot of the trail was directly in the sun. So it was pretty darn hot. But that in itself says a lot about the area and the kind of work that people were doing out in that kind of weather.

Outbuilding stove

I think the photos turned out well. The yellow house is the plantation house, which is right about the size I was hoping for. There are out buildings for not only the out house, but the kitchen, the loom/weaving area. And, of course, the well. Something out there bit my toe and I had to sit down for a few and rub the ouchie. A wasp kept buzzing me and eventually landed on my husband’s sleeve. Brave girl that I am, I ran away and let him deal with it.

Barn and Equipment

The barn is more of an immigrant barn, but it had some of the tools of the trade I thought were important.

Beautiful Tree
We checked out the Native American area, but there really wasn’t a lot there. I did fall in love with that giant tree and took many shots of it. I think that tree will make appearances in many stories.

See the whole Pioneer Farms Slideshow

I’m currently doing some research for a new novel/novella I’m writing. I actually started this story from a dream I had, but as all dreams need, there are details that have to be nailed down, hammered out, and otherwise put in their place.

As this is a historical story that I’m pretty sure will be antebellum South, I’m reading about plantations and slaves. No, it’s not a slave story. But it’s part of the life of a planter and they will figure into the plot at some stage, so I’m pawing through some fairly depressing history.

Back when I was 12 I was one of a few students that represented our school in a Texas history competition. This wasn’t because I’m so damn smart as much as my a fairly gossipy Texas history teacher who told great stories got me hooked and the rest of it just stuck. It’s the stories that are interesting, not the dates. At least, to me. And sort of the story of how we are here. Why there are so many damn German towns in Texas, things like that.

What I also discovered were a number of historical houses and tours right here in Austin. There’s even a historical reenactment place not far from my home. History is so much more interesting when you can touch it. Anyway, that’s what I’m currently up to.

Also, I’m going to fire a gun. I know, right? I live in Texas and don’t own a gun or a horse. Actually I did shoot a gun before and rode a few horses, both of which I chalk up to a misspent youth. Now I have to do it alllll over again. Once more, with feeling.

Theo works day in and day out at the office, the lone live manager of the zombie crew. Then a new worker comes in, and Theo begins to suspect that the employee might actually be alive—because there’s no way Theo could find himself irresistibly and frighteningly attracted to a zombie.

Read an excerpt

Now available on Dreamspinner Press for $1.49

This is another of those stories that I had sort of a hard time placing, but I persevered, just needing the right publisher and the right theme. It’s actually a really sweet story and no undead people are molested. And, as always, sexy mansex is included.

“A Certain Pressure in the Pipes,” my m/m Steampunk romance, will be published by Noble Romance June 28.

David Armstrong

Just a little not to let you know that I’ve posted a NSFW BDSM story titled “All I Need” in my free reads area. I’ve done a little reorganizing again (because what’s the fun without a little chaos?)

This allows for subnav so that’s easier for me to deal with as far as nesting information and feeling like people can find it.

Excerpts are also free things you can read, but you have to pay for the whole thing.

The Free Reads are whole stories, but they’re generally just short.

I’ll add another next week, I think and maybe another after that. We’ll see.

I’m working on a podiocast, we’ll see how that goes!

So, other authors share bits from their WiPs and I figured, “hey, I’m an author, maybe I should do that.” So that’s what I’m going to do. Rather than waiting until the end, when I’ve released it and then going back and posting this or that.

Anyway, the story is post-apocolyptic with zombies and the ragtag group of people left to deal with zombies who go bad. It’s silly and growing ever sillier as it goes along, but I hope it will be entertaining. I have a lot of ideas, an outline overflowing with plot points and future bits. All I need now is a few more hours in the day.

So, without further ado…. Read More

If you haven’t picked up the highly-rated, well-reviewed Bedknobs and Beanstalks anthology yet, here’s a great opportunity to pick up some good reading on the cheap. Right now, Bedknobs and Beanstalks is on sale for only $1.99, marked down from $6.99.

Now, I’m not good at math, but that looks like a lot of money. (This is the sort of copy you get from me when my insomnia has driven me to watching infomercials all night.) Aaand, if that’s not enough, I don’t really know what to do for you, because really, that’s all I got.

$1.99.

Bedknobs and Beanstalks.

Peenstalk.

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