I Have a BLOG???

Yes. I suck. And not in a good way. I’ve been on a bit of a social media hiatus. I’ve repossessed all my solo books except one category length ( if you haven’t read Light a Candle yet, WHY NOT? 😢), and two shorts, (C’mon. EVERYONE likes a porny Santa and a sexy drag queen!). I have stuff “in the works” (by which I mean I have a bunch of outlines, partial outlines, and grandiose ideas that are gathering dust), and I really haven’t felt much like an author.

And, God help me, I’ve been in school. Grad classes. Kill. Me. NOW.

But.

I’m starting to seriously tinker with my parts of Masks: Shadows & Kink, book 2, and I know Lex is looking at hers, too. And I’m seriously looking at a collaboration with a new partner; one I’m pretty excited about, when I’m not overwhelmed with school work. (Five assignments this week. FIVE. And that doesn’t count the three chapters and six articles worth of reading!)

Anyway.

I’m trying to get my author on, so just maybe I can manage to get something out before 2020!

In the meantime – I have this awesome picture of Gandalf with his fauxhawk, and #1 Sis says with the right caption, it could go viral. Clearly *I* have nada in the creativity department going on, so I thought I’d toss it out to the peanut gallery.

Send me your meme via email to vj.summers@yahoo.com. I’ll put my favorites  (I wanna say 5, but I’m not sure if 5 people will even read this 😢) and have a vote. The winner will get their choice of either an e-copy of my naughty December 26th story Santa Claus is Coming or a character named after them in my next book.

I’m on my way Up North to get my Bliss on, and I’ll be coming back to an avalanche of home work, so let’s say I’ll post the pics for voting Monday, and the winner next Friday.

And here he is… My bee-you-ti-full boy!

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Do your worst!

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Where I Overshare…

First – I hope everyone had a fantabulous Easter (or Sunday).

Second – Don’t forget this is the last week Amber Quill will be around 😢 Be sure to back up your libraries, and grab whatever books you’ve been pining for!

Third – This is the over-sharing part.

So, I’ve been pretty AWOL online since just after Christmas. Without going into details (I’m sick of living it; I won’t subject you to reading it), I took a pretty hard spiral down the rabbit hole of my anxiety and depression. I had (and still have, really) nothing positive to say, and I very strongly do not want to be *that author*, the one who spends all her posts bemoaning her life. (Which isn’t to say I don’t want to know when my friends are struggling. PLEASE let me know when you need support. It’s a total double standard, I know. But I spent nearly 40 years listening to my mom gnash her teeth and wail over the hell that was her life. I can’t bear the thought of being my mother.)

To sum up – I did not die, nor was I abducted by aliens. (Bummer) I have had some contact with folks on my RL page, and got a wonderful card from Crystal Marie that came at the perfect time.

Huge thanks to those who’ve checked in on me – yes, when I go walkabout there’s usually something wrong 😕

So, I’ll be back posting soon, I hope. In the meantime, here’s Easter Eye Candy!

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Off the Face of the Earth

Yep. I vanished. Those who know me well know that generally means *something* is up. I didn’t wrap up 2015 because it ended on more than one somber note at Casa Summerland. I didn’t “rah-rah” 2016 in because I was pretty much an exhausted overcooked noodle.

No one died. No one’s bleeding. I have my car back, and the concussion was very mild 😩… And I’ll have happy stuff to post soon. New writing strategies. New-ish day job. New opportunities. New year, new plans.

In the meantime, forgive me this blah, whiny post. It’s after midnight and I didn’t get my nap today. I don’t usually indulge in public self-disclosure.

Also in the meantime, love, peace and Happy New Year to you all! Have some belated champagne. I promise it’s not… flat. 😉

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🎹On the Third Day of Christmas…

🎵Three Christmas Kitties…

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Two Smexy Underwear Models…🎵


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(This one’s for you, Ed – girl parts since it’s your birthday!)

🎸And Another Hot Guy by a Tree!🎶

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🎤On the Second Day of Christmas…

🎼My smut writer gave to me…

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🎵two sexy Andrew Christian models…

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and a really sexy guy by the tree…🎶

On the First Day of Christmas…

🎵My naughty author gave to me…🎵

A lame excuse for why she hasn’t posted in weeks. See, “wha’ ha’ happen was…” I actually had quite a lot to say – NaNo and the nature of “winning”; School and the day job, and the adulting I’m having to do; some thoughts on ethics, honesty, and how 8 of 10 times the refusal to engage is interpreted as an admission of guilt… But I honestly just couldn’t bear to type that much! So instead, I present the Twelve Days of VJ’s Kinky Christmas!

🎼On the first Day of Christmas, my author gave to me…

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A REALLY HOT guy by a Christmas tree! 🎶

Paging VJ Summers!

Yes. I vanished. And I was *very* aware of it.

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No excuses, but here’s my last two weeks:

  • The flu. I won’t elaborate other than to say that for a week I wanted to DIE.
  • Mama Drama. Apparently Advanced Directives only count when the nurse *reads* them. (Mom’s fine – just Villa seems to be making up reasons to transport her to the hospital when A) there’s no reason and B) it’s expressly forbidden in her AD. So frustrating! FOUR calls in five weeks, for Pete’s sake!)
  • Sick kitty! And not Gandalf for a change! #2 kitty, Velcro, managed to get swatted in the face, and the wound on her cheek festered. Bleck. So after a week of finding the wound (black fur – not easy to see through. We though it was an eye infection for a week!), getting her to the vet, and now doing the home treatments (God help me), I’ve lost a good couple hours a day regularly. Ugh!)

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So, blogging sorta slipped by the wayside. As yet another apology, here’s an extended ManCandy, Friday Guilt Edition. Enjoy!

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Have a fantastic Halloween weekend!