Lilli Feisty :: Blog

Sometimes you just have to take a break from being creative in able to be creative. So I did that. Slowly, I started to get inspired to do things I used to do. Make things. Make things out of chaos and crap, mainly collages. I used to do a lot of collages. So I am doing that, and dancing whenever I can. Taking care of my body and my head. Finally finding my creative self again. But, alas, making a living as a creative person also requires that you spend time doing things like updating your website and taking care of the business aspect of your career.

Thank you Crystal Jordan for helping me out! I love my fellow Smutketeers. We are a tribe all of our own.

Eden Bradley’s story in the Smutketeers’ Wasteland anthology, Book Three: THE BREEDER, is out now! Buy it now at MBAM or on Amazon!

In 2012, the world came to a grinding halt as radiation hit from a massive solar storm. Crops died, animals perished, cities fell and humans became little more than beasts themselves. Under the threat of starvation, civility was reduced to mere memory. Only the strongest men survived, and physically weaker women and children wasted to nothingness.

More than a century later, humanity struggles in the desert Wasteland that was left. The solar radiation rendered most women infertile, and the population dwindles more with each year that passes. Scattered up and down coasts, isolated cities eke out an existence from fishing, foraging and hunting for what little game remains. Outside the city walls, men face the threat of pirates and raiders.

There is only one rule in the Wasteland—survive.

Book One: THE WANDERER — Crystal Jordan, May 4, 2010
Book Two: THE WHORE — Lilli Feisty, May 11, 2010
Book Three: THE BREEDER — Eden Bradley, May 18, 2010
Book Four: THE PRIESTESS — R.G. Alexander, May 25, 2010

THE BREEDER, Book Three in the Wasteland Series

Destined to serve the desires of an entire city, all she wants is one man. Or maybe two…

Wasteland, Book 3

Born to the Temple, Nitara knows the Great Goddess’s plan for her: to bring life into what is left of an arid and wasted Earth. Since puberty she has been trained to arouse and titillate, to ensure the continuation of the human race.
As is the custom, the man captured for her is strong of blood, though considered little more than a wild animal. Yet when she looks into his eyes, she sees no primitive creature, but the man whose face and hands haunt her sensual dreams.
For Akaash, a hunter and warrior, it’s his shame that he will be sacrificed to a goddess he doesn’t believe in, for a people who are not his own, leaving behind his Wanderer clan—and his bonded lover, Dhatri. Locked in the bowels of the Temple, he has a month to ponder his fate, all while falling helplessly under the spell of the virgin temptress who will soon take his life.
With each tortuously erotic encounter, however, Akaash realizes that Nitara is as much a prisoner as he. If he can just get a message out to Dhatri, there may be a slim chance both of them can escape…

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You can find the entire Wasteland series at Samhain, and you can buy THE BREEDER there, or on Amazon! And visit the Smutketeers blog for excerpts, contests and more!

So my book, The Whore-the second book in The Wasteland Series–is out today! You can check it out here!

Check out the Smutty interview over at the Steamed Blog!

So I’ve created a few profiles at online dating sites. I don’t know exactly why, other than maybe I think I’ll make a few new friends. I have yet to ever form any sort of romantic relationship with anyone I’ve met online, but I have met some of my best friends via the internet, so I figure what the hell. You never know. Actually, I don’t even really want a real relationship, but I realize that sitting around staring at my computer all day isn’t going foster any type of growth or connection with other people, so I’m putting myself out there. Also, I think we all have this ingrained thing in us (some more than others) that makes us look for a mate. You know, like gorillaz and shit.

Anyway.

Last night I was emailing back and forth with this guy I met online. He actually seemed pretty smart, I thought he was cute even if he did look barely-legal. (Profile said he was 33 and, based on his writing, I believe he is at least close to that age. I hope.) I really wasn’t interested in him other than discussing some photographs he’d taken that I thought were good. They were naked pics. Which led to what, I thought, was a decent little conversation regarding sex and sexuality. Granted, it was very one-sided (his) because we were discussing his pictures. He mentioned he’d taken one of his photographs while thinking about the duality of the male mind. I was like cool. I can relate to that, especially since every man I meet says I have a cock hidden somewhere. I don’t, but I’ve been told I “think like a guy.” Anyway, so we’re having what I consider an fairly intelligent conversation which quickly degenerates into:

u wanna fuk?

Well, maybe, but can’t I have dinner first? Or at least one question regarding myself? I mean, I might have a cock in my head (and in my drawer) but I’m still a girl and frankly, at this point in my life I just don’t feel the desire to have sex with anyone unless I have some kind of connection, and maybe the possibility of something more. Something most people have a hard time believing is that I can be a bit old-fashioned. But that’s another topic entirely. Back to what I think my point is. Actually, it’s more of a question. Why is it that I can’t discuss sex with a man for any length of time before it turns to u wanna fuk? I mean, at least use proper grammer if you’re going to ask to get in my pants. For what it’s worth, I responded that I’m kinda not doing the random sex thing, and anyway, I really didn’t think I was his type. His response:

If u look anything like u do in yer profile photos and u dont have a dick, then yes- no

I’m like, I don’t have a dick and thank you!

Meanwhile, I’m texting Moots during the exchange. I asked him, WTF do I say to that? If you asked a girl that question, what response are you looking for. He said:

I would never say anything like that. Maybe just log out.

Good advice. I think I need to log out from a lot of things.

And yet my question still remains. This sounds so Sex and the City, but can a girl have a conversations about sex with a guy without him thinking she’s gonna fuck him? Would it be different if I looked like Dr. Ruth?

I can’t believe the last time I blogged was in March. What have I been doing? Well, I do have a rather interesting story involving Maxine which I will post at a later date, but right now I have to focus my energy on the revisions sitting right here on my desk.

Meanwhile, my kid was with his father for Easter, so I spent the day making cocktails and reading Dorothy Parker’s Complete Poems. Sometimes I wonder why I bother writing at all when she said everything I attempt to somehow communicate, only, of course, she did it so much better. Oh well. Every time I read her poetry, I am always drawn to a particular piece that seems relevant to my life at the moment. I have been randomly posting Dorothy Parker poems on my blog since I started it four years ago. Today, it’s Men. I’m not sure why. Well, maybe I am…

MEN

They hail you as their morning star
Because you are the way you are.
If you return the sentiment,
They’ll try to make you different;
And once they have you, safe and sound,
They want to change you all around.
Your moods and ways they put a curse on;
They’d make of you another person.
They cannot let you go your gait;
They influence and educate.
They’d alter all that they admired.
They make me sick, they make me tired.

–Dorothy Parker

What do you think? I personally love this cover in all its brilliance. Lilli Fiesty. The Whore.

Find out all about the Wasteland series over at the The Smutketeers.