Last night I went hair shopping in SL with my bff Cora Zane (who btw, is celebrating a birthday today and we’re having a contest over on the MMC blog to celebrate). We discovered a store we both love, called Nikita Fride. They have the most wicked and wild hair, skin, eyes, and prim lashes. I gave them excessive Linden love. lol.

Cora wearing Nikita Fride hair, Lust – Chantilly; Prim lashes and eyes also by Nikita Fride.

At least no bones were broken. So the family is thankful for that, but OMG, I am so mad, and no one really I can get mad at. I can’t watch her every second of the day. We try to take turns and someone be with her in the daytime and even some nights, but there is no way we can do a 24/7…

We even got her a special life alert button, but she got a hair up her ‘you know what’ and canceled the service. She did get a different service, though, but they use only a wrist bracelet button for alert and the ‘bracelet’ is made of velcro and it digs into her skin and bothers her no matter how loose I make it. So she simply doesn’t wear it. She wraps it around her walker. When she fell, her leg pushed the walker about three feet away and she couldn’t crawl to reach it. ::sigh::

Needless to say I am under a bit of stress, worrying over mum. The only solution and potential answer to our dilemma is one we do not want to face. I cannot stand the idea of her going into a nursing home, and she has said we are all cursed if we put her in one. Now, I don’t think she’d really curse her offspring whom she loves, but then again, she is a cranky old witch. :P

In the meanwhile, the plans to go to Florida have been delayed for a couple of weeks until we see how mum is and if she’s going to be okay. Whew.

Last night I sat here and simply couldn’t write, so I decided to go into SL and check out a landmark someone sent me and I ran into a mer friend of mine, Peaches. So I poured out my story of woe and we shopped for virtual fantasy clothing. lol. Yes, I know. Shopping is good for the soul. In RL it’s more costly, so SL is perfect shopping therapy.  lol. The store is called Evie’s Closet and they specialize in medieval/fantasy outfits. The black number I am wearing in the pic is an example of the styles there. It’s something I bought last night and threw on then and there. :)

I don’t think I asked Peaches where she got those purple boots, but I bet it was at Bootgasm. lol. Yep, virtual dolly clothing shopping is damn good therapy since I can escape the worry for a little while.

Of course, I am heading up to the hospital in a few, so I may have to drop in and shop again tonight. Either that or eat a bag of chocolate and blow my diet. :)

Until next time…

~ Cass

I love a good Femdom story, but the shelves aren’t exactly plentiful. Why is that? Why don’t more erotic romance publishers take Femdom? I’ve heard it’s a tiny market and most women who are into D/s and/or bdsm reading prefer the male to be dominant and the female submissive. However, women aren’t the only gender reading erotic books. What about men who enjoy D/s on the bottom. Do you think there is a market to explore among male readers who enjoy a bit of bondage and male submission? Ahh, again it’s a tiny market, or so I’ve been told.

Yet when I blog hop and surf the web, I find numerous sites and blogs devoted to Femdom. Is there a way to tap into this rich market for life-stylers and kink? My own little Femdom story, Black Magic Woman, was billed as bdsm and some m/m in order to attract more readers. No taglines alluded to it being a Femdom story, although if you read the blurb, you would figure it out.

Like most women, I enjoy reading about a masterful alpha male who wants to find his loving female, but that doesn’t mean I want to read it exclusively, or that I want that female heroine to be a submissive. I want her to give as good as she gets and be his equal in life, if not his superior (she knows she is, but allows him to think he is the superior one in the relationship and in life, lol).

Online friend Joey W. Hill is one of my favorite writers, and has written several fabulous paranormal Femdom stories in her Vampire Queen series, and also one of my all-time favorite erotic romance Femdom books, Natural Law.

I have also read her angel/demon/mermaid series that is not Femdom and while I enjoyed them, Joey’s Femdom stories are my favorites.

But more and more writers in the sub-genre are switching to the male dominant hero and it’s market driven. I’m the same way. I can write what I want, but if the numbers aren’t there, and no one reads the book, then I have no incentive to continue being published. I can happily write naughty stories for myself and my friends for free, but what I want is sales in order to pay for the bills. So BMW (Black Magic Woman) may be my only published Femdom unless the market swings or shifts somehow. Which is sad in a way. But writing takes time and if I spend a month writing and editing a Femdom story, it had better be worth the time invested and make money, because that is time I cannot replace and might have been better spent on an alpha male story that sells.

I am always searching for good Femdom books to read. If you know of any, please leave a comment.

Until Next time…

Cass

While I applaud the disappearance of the insipid and TSTL heroines, I think many of the tough kick-ass heroines of today lack an emotional depth and maturity, as if they skipped some developmental process along the way. They are larger than life, perhaps too large, because they all read as the same. Just the names changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the hybrid creation of fantasy and paranormal that spawned the urban fantasy genre, but I miss the clever ingenue—the ingenuity of a common woman with her foibles and klutzy physicality.

Must every heroine now be a kung fu and a weapons expert? Deadly with swords or teeth and claws? Does her lover have to be a world-weary, centuries old, lonely vampire?

Is there anything new under the sun—or the moon and stars, which adds depth and personality to the heroine, the story, and the genre?

Let me know with a shout out, and I’ll try to get the author to guest blog here or at the Midnight Moon Cafe.

Until Next time…

~ Cass

Book Reading Event

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

12Noon SLT

Cassandra reads from her paperback Shifting Tides and her latest ebook, The Deal Breaker at the bookstore at Land of Sidhe in Tokara. Second Life. http://slurl.com/secondlife/Tokara/133/53/24

Yesterday was Bear’s birthday, so I took him out for a movie and dinner. We saw the movie Salt, starring my least favorite actress, Angelina pouty lips. Since it was his birthday, I didn’t try to talk him out of it. It wasn’t a bad movie, although it was rather too violent for my tastes. And of course, being on Team Anniston (yes, I still think of it that way), I dislike Ms. homewrecker pouty lips. But the guys all love her, so what can ya do, ya know?

Later, we went to the delicious feast that is P.F. Chang’s. I love the food there, however the wait is usually long for a table, and last night was no different. Normally after 40 minutes, I would have said fuck this shit, lets roll. But it was his birthday and I left the decision up to him. So we waited while he had his Jack and coke and I enjoyed a fruity and smooth Granny Chang’s Frappé.

The waiter was this really nice guy who told us he moonlights at the Comedy Caravan as a stand-up comedian. He has a great voice and Bear told him he’d be good on the radio.

It’s been ages since I went to the comedy clubs. Maybe I should take my sister as she needs some cheering up and a break from the drudgery of life. It’s good to laugh.

Anyway, Bear told the guy it was his birthday, so we got a dessert in one of those tiny square cups for free, I decided to join him and screw the calorie counting. I mean, we were eating Chinese for God’s sake, so the calorie counting never started yesterday. :P

We both chose the strawberry cheesecakes (see picture above). Very delicious, as was everything they had. I couldn’t finish it all, so we brought boxes of food home, and leftovers are on the menu today. lol.

After the dinner, we came home and I got the birthday cake ready and placed his presents on the table. I mainly got him clothes, since he’s lost weight and needed new things. He went down a size, so I am glad I got the right sizes as it seemed everything fit pretty well.

No writing done though, as the day was all about Bear. Today I have to get with Ms. Cora and go over stuff, also promised friends in SL I’d drop by their place today as they recently redecorated and must also check my visitor counters and rents so I don’t accidentally get kicked out. rofl.

Tomorrow belongs to mum, as does Monday, so I will have to write in between it all somehow and hope it’s enough to finish my book. Wish me luck.

Until next time…

~ Cass

I know admitting it is the first step. Okay, here it goes…whew….I have a serious lust for boots. For some reason, I always feel prettier, sexier, more in control, when I wear boots. The problem is my feet are not the same as they used to be when I was a teenager. They flattened out, grew wider, and trying to wear boots now in real life is nearly impossible for me ( I need a special type of shoe contour and really good arch support, aka diabetic shoes). Yes, middle age sucks. Back in the day, I wore Candies and Jellies, stiletto heels and the most incredible pair of thigh high boots. Now I can only look at them in store windows and lust.

But I did find an odd substitute. You see, in the virtual world of Second Life, I can wear some of the most wonderful, gorgeous, and insanely painful-looking footwear. Amazing how it satisfies my craving. :)

Baby Monkey, Ultimate Zsa Zsa Boots in Zebra Print

Bootgasm,
Lost Boots in Black Smoke

Until next time…

~ Cass