Anya Bast

Tempted by Moonlight has been accepted at Ellora’s Cave. It’s another menage a trois, the sequel to Seduced in Twilight.

I have to think up different titles, though. Apparently “moonlight” is used too often.

I went to Las Vegas with the Maverick Authors (and a friend) this past weekend. Much fun was had!

Here are a few pictures:

Here is Lauren Dane, Moi, Megan Hart and Julie, (a friend). Did you know Megan Hart just sold a THREE BOOK DEAL to Harlequin Spice!! We are so excited for her!

Here’s me and Megan.

Megan and Lauren making their trademark “devil horns”.

Did I mention that we saw Thunder From Down Under while we there? No? Oh, baby…gorgeous Aussie men flaunting themselves in front a bunch of screaming, crazy women. It was something to behold. If you’re ever in Vegas, I recommend going to see the show.

Meet Velveteen and Fawn. Aren’t they cute? They have the run of our screened-in porch and are, believe it or not, buds with the cats.

So today, writing. I’m also very productive on Sundays. Don’t know why, but I am.

You ALL made such breathtaking entries. I kept tearing up. Wonderful. Beautiful. I’m so happy I hosted this contest. I wish all of you could win something.

But, since I haven’t won the lottery yet….

By random drawing, the winner is: Marcy.

Congrats, Marcy!!! I’ll be broadcasting this all over the place since I don’t have your email address. Please email me at anya (at) anyabastauthor.com so we can arrange things.

Shiloh Walker and I will be signing books at 1001 Paperbacks (7405 Fegenbush Lane Louisville, Kentucky) on Saturday, March 11th from 10am to 12pm.

If you’re in the area, stop by and say hi!

Other signings coming up:

Shiloh and I, plus many other great authors, will be signing on Saturday, March 25th from 2-4 pm at the Barnes and Noble in Elizabethtown, Kentucky (1980 South Dixie Highway, Elizabethtown, Kentucky). The famous EC tour bus will be in attendance.

I’ll be signing at the Barnes & Noble in Nashville, TN (515 Opry Mills Drive 37214) on Sunday, March 26th from 2-4PM with a group of as-yet-to-be-determined EC authors. The tour bus will be present for this signing too.

Recently I started my very first non-paranormal romance. It’s a BDSM romance, actually, but there is not a STITCH of a paranormal element anywhere in it. So, let’s see, all told I’ve written…*counting*…fifteen novels and a handful of novellas. This is the first one that is set completely in reality.

Since there is no fantastical element, I’ve found myself casting about for the mirculous in everyday life. I do this in my real life, so I must be able to do to in my non-paranormal fiction, right? I’ve found I can. 🙂 Pretty cool.

So, tell me about something beautiful or amazing from your everyday life. It could be something from your past, something from this morning, whatever. Just give me beauty from the ordinary.

Post your item of ordinary fantasticalness (yes, I made that word up) and I’ll enter you in a contest to win a bottle of Bastet from The Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, an autograghed paperback and a box of delicious chocolates.

Here’s an example from my life to start you off. This happened a while back.

Every morning on the way to my day job I pass this bus stop with a bench. Every morning there’s two people there waiting for the bus–a man and a woman. At first one is standing and the other is sitting. The next day they’re both sitting. A couple days later they’re sitting a little closer. A few days after that they’re sitting together very close and talking intimately.

They’re never there anymore. I imagine they’ve moved into together and bought a car. 🙂

Give me beauty, people. It can be anything at all. 🙂 Anything you find magical, amazing, fantastical or miraculous about living in mundane reality every day.

This contest ends on Thursday, March 9th.

I’ve been polishing the first 60 pages of a new WIP to a glossy, high shine, (well, that’s my intention, anyway,) and found a new way to catch all my stupid little errors.

All writers have these trademarks screw-ups when they write. For me it’s sometimes writing “slid” when I mean “slide” and vice-versa, or writing “breath” when I mean “breathe” and vice-versa. I also skip words frequently. It’s almost as if my mind is going faster than my typing fingers and I leave out words in my haste to get everything written.

One of my other writerly “quirks” is an inability to really SEE my work when I’ve been spending so much time with it. Normally I need to let the pages sit and cool off for a while (like a couple weeks) so I can go back and reread it with fresh eyes. This is a common technique with writers. However, I don’t have that kind of time in this situation.

So I learned that if I change the way the WIP looks, I catch typos, missing words, wrong words and just general badness-that-needs-changing. If I switch the font from Courier New to Times New Roman, I catch stuff. If I take my whole WIP, copy it and drop into my email acct and read it that way, I catch stuff.

Cool, huh?

Yeah, I’m a geek, I know. It does work, though. At least, it works for me.

….or feline alieness, depending on your point of view.

This is Samson wondering what the hell I’m doing with the digital camera.

Not sure exactly why I have one. I set it up last week in a fit of boredom.

http://www.myspace.com/anyabast

Still not sure what MySpace is for, exactly. *shrug* I guess I’ll figure it out eventually.

In other news, the only thing worse than writing a detailed ten-page synopsis is writing a one-page synopsis. O, what sweet new misery is this? Actually, it’s an old misery, I just haven’t had to do it in a while.

I have thoroughly bloodied my forehead on my desk.

In yet other news, I’m editing Seduced in Twilight. Hopefully that means a release date is not far behind. (Hopefully.)

Apparently today is National Hey You Got Some Shmutz on your Head Day. Sadly, I am shmutzless. I feel rather less than festive.

Today is the last day of my arduous work week. Hallelujah. Three ten hour workdays here in the Cube Farm leave me with creative impotence. I just can’t get it up. But I’ll sleep in a little tomorrow morning, regain my verve, and be ready to start back in on my BDSM quickie for Ellora’s Cave. There’s nothing like a story with lots of hot bondage to burn the remnants of the Dilbertesque portion of my week away.

TGIW.