Who is Megan Slayer - Cock and Bull Blog Tour

My guest today is Megan Slayer:

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she's not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school.

She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love, suits her fancy best.

So, off you go Megan!

I’d like to thank JP for having me here today. It’s always fun to talk about books and such. But I’m supposed to start with a little bit about myself. I never thought I was that exciting, but here goes.

Who is Megan Slayer? Megan Slayer’s bio says she’s a whip-wielding writer by night and a mom by day. That’s half true. There’s a little more to Megan. I’ve got an unhealthy addiction to Queen music, the Tudors, and dirt racing. Gotta have my dirt car races. I’ve dyed my hair almost every color, but the natural ones. I have body parts pierced and not all of them are in my ears. I started writing six years ago and really got serious about it three years ago. I spend way too much time at my laptop and more than enough time on itunes when I’m not taking care of my totlet and three vampire cabana boys.
Now that you know a little bit about me, I thought I’d share a little bit about my latest work. My newest novella is titled Permanent. I got the idea for the story born out of a short story I’d written for my blog. Basically the characters, River and Tory told me they wanted their story told. At the time, it was just a sex scene. Once I let them talk more, I realized just what River had been through. It wasn’t just a simple sex scene. Tory is pretty much a –what-you-see-is-what-you-get kind of guy. The thing they had in common was their affection and friendship. But for their story to make sense, Tory has to learn the dirty, ugly past River carries around. Writing Permanent was both emotional for me, and sometimes really hard. Emotional because I had to go down the same roads River traveled and hard because River is a complex guy.
Speaking of complex, like writing River, writing itself is complex and rewarding. I love writing...in some ways it’s an easy question and in some ways it’s really hard. Easy because I have so many characters all talking at one time, I have to write their stories. Hard because while I love listening to them, there are times when I can’t sit down to write. I love when the characters throw a total curveball at me...just not when I’m in the middle of my totlet’s school program. But really, even then, if I scribble the idea down on a paper or napkin and make sure to get it into paper later it’s all good. I love learning about the different characters and finding out just what made them who they are.
But for every fun and exciting part of writing, there are a few things that aren’t so hot. I’ve said it before, I love writing. What I’m not so keen on? Reviews. I love hearing what readers say about my work. Its the best to get fan mail. I even like getting reviews that aren’t so hot. I use them as learning tools. But what’s hard is the reviews that simply say something like ‘this is garbage’. Maybe it shouldn’t, but those hurt. Another thing that’s hard is editing. Getting the story out is fun. Going over it to make sure it’s the best it can be, that’s great. The edits, nitpicking through the manuscript is what can be tedious. Making sure there aren’t any typos or missing words. I know it’s necessary, but sometimes, it’s evil. Thank goodness I’ve got great editors.
You might be wondering, now that you’ve read my gripes about writing, what I’m working on now. Funny you should ask. I’m working on the fourth of my Glow band books for Changeling Press. The series follows the members of the punk band, Glow. The final book has no elementals in it. The other members of the band are either elementals or involved with an elemental. Writing Hiram and Slash’s story is going well. They both love to talk and are eager to get their story going.
I’ve also started a story about a vampire who doesn’t want to be one any longer. The shine has dulled on being a creature of the night. The one small issue is when one becomes a vampire, one cannot go back. So far, Julian isn’t buying that logic.
Now writing vampires and punk rockers doesn’t happen in a vacuum. Nope. I love to read and be inspired by other authors. I love to see what others are doing and how I can turn that on it’s ear. Inspiration comes from everywhere, but the authors who have inspired me? I love Kresley Cole’s vampire and supers. Those guys rock. Another who has inspired me is KA Mitchell. She manages to take characters that are more or less very ordinary and make them memorable. It’s like reading about friends. I’d like to say I want to grow up and write like Mitchell. Really, I’d like to come into my own and have readers like what I’ve written on it’s own merits. I love to read just about anyone in the MM genre and within the erotic romance genre. Like my characters, I like the heat along with the story.
Keep in mind, the writing and the reading doesn’t happen all the time. As much as I’d like to spend my waking hours either holed up with a good book, or at my laptop writing a book, I have other time-fillers. I have an EDJ as well as a totlet, so there’s not much time for free time. Grin. But when I have a spare moment, I like to draw. I’ve always been good at art and I like it. I don’t personally race cars, but I love to watch the races on television and in person. There’s something exciting about watching cars, and especially trucks, zip around a race track. The edge of danger and control is really cool. Maybe I’ve got a daredevil streak after all.
Speaking of daredevils, seeing those drivers in action makes my heart race. If I had my druthers, I’d spend my vacation time at the race tracks. I got to go down to Charlotte to the dirt track over my birthday. Yes, its dirty. Yes, its VERY noisy. But holy cow, the combination of fast cars, sexy drivers and those suits...gets me every time. Happy shivers.

Do you want to know more about my latest work, Permanent? Here’s the blurb and a saucy excerpt!

Sometimes love just ain’t enough...

River Cortland trusted the person he loved. His faith couldn’t protect him from the bitter sting of a cold-hearted Domme. If he’s going to learn to trust again, he’s got to deal with his past. His roommate and best friend, Tory, has seen the physical damage and hasn’t walked away. Can he deal with the emotional scars as well?

Tory McClellan wanted the carefree life...until one night with River changed everything. There’s more to the shy art teacher and Tory wants to know everything-how he tastes, the scent of his skin, the feel of his body as they make love. What terror lies behind River’s brown eyes? Better yet, how can Tory make the sadness go away and be in River’s life, permanently?


Here’s a white hot excerpt, because I can.

“You suck at subtlety. I know you look when you think I don’t see and I remember the way your body reacted when I held you. I liked it.” He closed the gap between them until only a breath kept them apart. “I’m not innocent and I have done some experimenting.” He inched closer, his arm and knee bumping River’s. “But I’ve waited too long for you to make a move.”
Not innocent? Experimenting? Make a move? If River didn’t know him better, he’d think Tory was attracted to him. The guys who tried to pick River up weren’t nearly as handsome as Tory. Most of the women hardly held a candle to Tory’s natural charisma.
“River?”
River opened his mouth to reply, to tell Tory he had no idea what he wanted him to say. This will change our friendship? Duh. Being with me will seriously screw up your reputation at the station? Without a doubt. I’m head over heels in lust with you? Oh hell.
Instead of answering, River fused his lips to Tory’s. The guttural moan erupting from Tory’s throat spurred River on. He fisted the sleeve of Tory’s T-shirt in his hand. Holy fuck.
The more River tasted Tory, the more he wanted from him. River cupped Tory’s jaw, the rough stubble prickling his palm.
Tory broke the kiss long enough to click off the television. His eyelids drooped. “Take off my shirt.”
Holy shit.
River didn’t think. He acted. He’d guessed right about Tory—the guy really did have a deep-down need to dominate. Now was the time to take his chance and live out his fantasy with Tory. River yanked the hem of Tory’s shirt up over his head and tossed the discarded clothing into the hallway. His nipples beaded. Cold air? Or arousal? River wasn’t sure.
“Taste me.”
Yes, sir. River feathered kisses over Tory’s jaw, rubbing his hands against Tory’s chest. He couldn’t get close enough to him. With a gentle, but firm nudge, Tory directed River to his pecs. River loved the firm texture of male nipples. Women’s were soft and forgiving. Men’s were more sensitive and needed care. Tory’s fingers twined into River’s hair, tugging the strands. River wasn’t into hardcore kink, but he needed the pleasure-pain. Needed to know he was responsible for Tory’s enjoyment.
“Fuck…want to fuck you.”

That's pretty hot, Megan! Can't wait to read the rest.

Here's her links:
http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm
http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com
http://twitter.com/#!/MeganSlayer (Megan on Twitter)
http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=100000938063999 (Megan on FB)

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