The Printed Fox: April 2013

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Book Spotlight: Kitten by Angelica Dawson

Kitten by Angelica Dawson

Hey, everyone!

I wanted to let you all know that Kitten by Angelica Dawson is available on pre-order at Naughty Nights Press and ARe, and is available for purchase tomorrow!

This is a fantastic prequel about Jocelyn, one of the vampires of the Blue Moon House (available for purchase). I think it's a fantastic idea for Ms. Dawson to be writing the origin stories of the different members of the BMH. And she's a fantastic author, and really nice, too!

About Kitten

Jocelyn considers herself sexually experienced, a leader and manipulator. She is looking for the next challenge. The rumors surrounding Blue Moon House sound like just the thing she's looking for. Losing her roommate to marriage, she also needs a new place to stay. Hoping to find both in the same entity, she follows the rumors to their source and finds much more than she bargained for, beginning with a discovery that defies her biological science background - vampires.

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“You are sure?” The woman asked again, narrowing her eyes. Perhaps she hadn't passed scrutiny?

Jocelyn licked her lips and looked over the woman's hips and breasts again before meeting her eyes. “I'm positive.”

“My name is Sophia. Follow me, please.”

Sophia led Jocelyn to a parlor. On the other side, Jocelyn could hear some of the sounds she had expected. Shrieks and cries came from a hall lined with doors. There were others though. A cracking noise accompanied by an actual scream of pain made Jocelyn jump. Sophia indicated a chair for Jocelyn and moved to a writing desk in the corner, opening it and pulling out paper and pen.

“I shall have to find out who is spreading rumors of us. It is forbidden to speak of this place to those outside. Would you be willing to tell me who told you about us?” Sophia arched an eyebrow, regarding Jocelyn as she wrote.

“I would tell you, but I couldn't. It wasn't one person,” Jocelyn admitted. “I have...asked a number of people where to go next.” Jocelyn blushed at her tripping tongue. She didn't normally get embarrassed about sex. Taking another breath, she collected herself. “I've had many partners since coming to the University and we have done many things. When I asked if they'd tried anything else, Blue Moon House tended to come up. They do this in Blue Moon House. Or, I've heard that is done at Blue Moon House. I couldn't help but try to find you.”

“What is your full name, and how did you find us?” Sophia asked.

Jocelyn looked at her shoes briefly. “Jocelyn Mary Turner, and I followed someone.”

“Ah,” Sophia sighed.

“Mistress? Is there anything I can do for you?”

Jocelyn's mouth snapped shut as a naked man entered the parlor. His skin was a lovely olive shade and glistened very slightly in the lamplight, as though he'd been sweating. He didn't cover himself at all, giving Jocelyn a perfect line of sight to his manhood hanging between his legs. She smiled when it twitched and lengthened slightly.


That's one thing I love about Ms. Dawson: she's so tantalizing! If you want to read even more excerpts, there is a list of other blogs hosting Kitten that have a variety of excerpts for you. I requested an interview because, well, I'm a fan and I wanted to know more about her. Completely selfish, but you all get to benefit!

What’s your name and where do you come from?

Angelica Dawson from the Great White North. Thankfully, the snow is starting to melt.

Tell us a bit about your latest release.

Kitten is the first of a series of prequels to Blue Moon House. It focuses on Jocelyn, the youngest of the vampires in the first Blue Moon House novella. The series is about a group of BDSM vampires that trade unrivalled sex for the blood of their prey. No one has died in Blue Moon House in centuries, but a lot of people have found exactly what they are looking for and a few things they weren’t. The same is true of Jocelyn. She just came to find a new place to stay and some new sexual experiences. She didn’t expect to find vampires or one that would help her overcome the barriers that her past had erected.

Where do you get your inspiration from?

Anger. Lol. So many stories do things I don’t like and then I get in a snit and have to do it my way. That’s how I came by the first Blue Moon House book. The sequels have been much easier (and less angry). I laid just enough groundwork to give me a frame and now I simply delve into each of those characters to uncover their story. I’m not inspired by my past or porn or anything like that. I’m very much character driven. These characters speak to me, and occasionally don’t let me sleep if I’m not listening.

Me too! I got so tired of not being able to find what I wanted to read, or having it be really rare, that I had to write my own just to keep myself entertained. Glad I'm not the only one inspired by snit, lol!

How do you go about creating the perfect "Swoon" worthy man?

By giving him a flaw. Will probably doesn’t seem swoon worthy. He is a beautiful black man, but he is brutal in his treatment of his submissives. He seeks out those with a real love of pain and that like to be degraded verbally as well. He actually has a lot of fun calling his partners all sorts of nasty things. There’s one scene in Kitten where Jocelyn turns the tables on him and the encounter ends with him laughing his butt off. In that scene, I think he is at his swooniest (that’s not a word, is it?)

Swooniest! Even if it's not a word, I'm totally adding that to my vocabulary! 

So do you have a favorite character from your books? Why are they your favorite?

Tough one. Will is right up there. He has such a dramatic transformation over the course of his story. Even in Kitten, he goes from being someone you want to hate to someone you start to respect. In the original Blue Moon House he doesn’t do much to redeem his horrible behavior, but in Kitten, he spends so much time with Jocelyn that you really get to see another side of him, the side that does care about his partner. Even when it seems he thinks them nothing more than object for his use and abuse, he is watching for signals, pulling back at the right moment, and tempering himself. He is one of the most complex characters in the series.

What trait do you find the sexiest?

I’m the opposite of Jocelyn, I have a thing for hairy guys. My husband has a nice full beard which he kept after I told him how good it looked on him when we were back in college. Nothing beats a soft beard against my cheek, unless it’s a full chest of hair.

Mmm, big fuzzy manly mans. I like them too.

Is there any erotic scenarios you wouldn’t write about?

I want to say no. I’ve had ideas for bestiality werewolf stories and written one character that had such an open mind for love and sex that she didn’t spurn incest. Obviously, those aren’t the stories I aim for. I’m not comfortable with them, certainly. Sometimes, though, when I follow my characters, they take me to some strange places and show me new things. How about this: I am willing to write anything, but would only publish certain things. Sometimes a story just isn’t meant to be shared.

What’s your idea of a perfect romantic evening?

A nice dinner with good wine, a fire in the fireplace, and an entire evening spent together without interruptions. Been a while since I had one of those. Time to call up Grandma!

What do you do when you’re not writing?

I spend a lot of time doing handicrafts, like crochet and cross-stitch. I also have a part-time day job. I’m an environmental consultant working in the oil sands of Alberta. It’s a huge area that will need to be reclaimed, and I’m doing my part to find solutions that will let them do that, when they’re finished tearing it up. A lot of people like to say, “no one cares,” or, “they aren’t doing anything,” but it’s not completely true. They might not be doing enough, and some of the people don’t care, but some people do. I’m one of them.

I think you totally just became one of my heroes. That's amazing! I so want to ask you more about that, but I'll restrain myself.

Tell us something that might surprise our readers.

My daughter read her second birthday cards. She likes to read over my shoulder. It’s very scary and I have to lock the door to my office sometimes. Usually, though, I just change windows and tell her what I’m writing is not for her to read. If I’m lucky, she goes off and plays. If I’m not, Dad comes and collects her.

When did you start to write?

I wrote my first novella, and started my first novel, in high school. I wrote a lot back then. At University, I got burned out. I didn’t write for a few years after that. In 2009, I started writing fanfiction. A few stories that I had read sparked crystal clear images in my mind and I was compelled to write again. I did fanfiction for a full year before writing my first original fiction in 2010 and it was another year before I published it under my real name in 2011. Blue Moon House was first written in 2011, when I was getting completely out of fanfiction. I wrote it in protest of “BDSM” fanfiction that was practically rape fiction, abusive, and written for shock value. I wanted shock value without losing the safety that can be found in BDSM. No one read it, and I didn’t expect they would. I didn’t expect anyone would want to publish it. I was wrong. Blue Moon House was published in September 2012 and since then I have written five of the seven prequel novellas. Kitten is just the beginning.

What dream or goal have you yet to realize?

To be read. When setting a realistic goal, I wanted each of my books to be read by a thousand people. I don’t think I’ve managed that, and it’s only the first goal. I want to be read by several thousand people, maybe a million. I want my stories to reach people. I know they aren’t going to be blockbusters or cultivate a host of fanfiction writers who want to spin off my stories, but I want people to read them, enjoy them, and take something from them.

Who has influenced how you perceive love? Why?

My parents were married for over thirty years before their marriage suddenly ended. I thought they were an example of love. I thought their marriage was one to emulate. Then I found out that it hadn’t been, not for years. What did that mean for my marriage? Was it intrinsically flawed by the same cancer as theirs? If I didn’t see it in them, would I see it me? I was really shaken for a while. My husband was very clear, however. He was also right. My marriage, while possibly based on theirs, is not my parents’ marriage. While I might be a lot like my mother, I am not my mother. Allen isn’t much at all like my father. We have our own problems and pitfalls that are nothing like theirs. We will have to encounter and overcome them in our own way. There is always that nagging doubt, though, when I see a happy couple. Are they really happy? Could it end any minute?

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About the Author

Angelica Dawson is no stranger to blood sucking hordes. Unfortunately, in her day job as an environmental scientist, they aren't vampires but black flies and mosquitoes. Angelica is the author of Blue Moon House, a vampire BDSM story. She has also contributed to two anthologies, Campus Sexploits 3 and Serviced Vol. 1.


Thank you so much, Angelica Dawson, for stopping by The Printed Fox and telling everyone about Kitten. It sounds phenomenal, and I can't wait to read it!

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Friday, April 19, 2013

Writing and time, and other stuff

Last night I flipped the bird to all of my obligations and sat down to write.

I had my desk just the way I like it: pink desk lamp on (I love pink), smart phone plugged in for the umpteenth time, writing reference books stacked on my right, sticky notes plastered everywhere for easy reference, a cherry blossom candle burning merrily, and my favorite insulated cup with owls printed all over it full of grape tea (don't knock it, it's actually really good).

I opened Spotify and started up my writing soundtrack, so that the dulcet tones of A Perfect Circle, Audioslave, and Breaking Benjamin could get me into The Zone. For some reason, nothing else gets me into the writing zone the way Tool, Chavelle, et al can. Unless, of course, it's the Battlestar Gallactica soundtrack. That one can, though I always have to stop and simply exist when "Shape of Things to Come" and "All Along the Watchtower" play.

So anyway, I sat down, caught up to my scene, typed two sentences, and passed the fuck out.

I relaxed, got into the writing zone, and passed out!

Needless to say, I'm exhausted. I've been exhausted for the last five months. I've been frazzled and desperate for a year. I've worked nonstop for the last three (7 days a week, no joke). I see no end to this until at least November, when I finally get my degree.

How do you reconcile your life when everything is a priority? School is a priority. So is work. So is the toddler. So is maintaining the house, particularly since I have asthma so I can't really let the housework slide without getting extremely sick which, naturally, compounds the difficulty since there's no one else to watch my toddler if I have to go to the hospital, which has been known to happen with the really bad asthma attacks. So housework, unfortunately, isn't optional like it is for most people. And cooking; anyone with food allergies or intolerances knows processed or instant/boxed foods aren't an option, and we have both here. I go to bed at 4 a.m. just to get the necessities taken care of, along with the work I can't do when my daughter's awake (there's no concentration with a toddler). If I were to write on top of all that, I'd have to just go without sleep, which I've done, out of sheer desperation just to write.

Nobody should have to do that.

Where is the compromise? I'm constantly told I need to not do so much and sleep more, take more time for me. Okay, I say. What should I sacrifice? They never have an answer, because they know there isn't one. Not really. They say to just hire someone. I say great! Are you going to pay for it? They shut up real fast. Too many responsibilities, all of them priorities, no one to help.

So when I finally let my body relax enough to write, no wonder it collapses. I resent it, though. My one passion is writing, and I'm too strung out to do it. I can't not write, though.

No wonder I've been a smouldering bitch for the last month. Taking care of everyone and everything else, with every day a mad dash just to stay slightly behind. No time for what's important to me. So thankful school's almost over; I've come close to dropping out several times in the last couple of years just to seize my life back and fuck the diploma. It's only a Bachelor's, which is as meaningless as a high school diploma in this economy.

When you can't write or be with your own creativity, do you get resentful? I'm incredibly resentful. Seriously resentful. Critical-mass resentful.

What do you do to manage it, when you can't set aside the other duties that dominate your life?

Seriously. I'm asking.


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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Devil's Bitch Excerpt

Happy Hump Day! It is once again time for the Hump Day Hook, where writers get together and share little hooks of a work-in-progress, a new release, or anything of theirs they want to hook you into knowing more about!

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For this week's hook, for a change of pace I'm featuring Devil's Bitch, which will be my next release. Reoth, Imperial Champion and for all intents and purposes Norelia's betrothed, storms past the guards who had been keeping him out of her command tent.


He whipped aside the tent flaps and immediately wished the guards had followed orders.

Norelia stood with her hands on Baruk's chest, engulfed in his beef slab arms. Hands like ham hocks squashed her against his freakishly wide chest. While his topknot hid their faces from Reoth's view, there could be no doubt.

They were kissing.


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Sunday, April 7, 2013

Sorry for the lag

We now return you to our regularly scheduled program

I have to apologize for the huge gap between my last post and yesterday's. I've been sick, and got slammed with deadlines and other writing-related things. But I'm beginning to feel better, so look forward to more posts!


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Saturday, April 6, 2013

Author of the Month

Just had to share.   =)

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