has the extreme pleasure of interviewing Author Lila Monro
on Naughty Nights Press
Readers will have an opportunity to find out more about Lila and at the end of the interview Lila will be giving away one copy each of her newest releases Identity Crisis
and True Identity
! Wow, an opportunity to win for two people!
Amazing and rare, sexy and sweet, yup that is our Lila Monro
but don't let her good looks fool you, there is a tigress under there! The most daring, sensational sex filled stories come out of that beautiful mind! Don't miss it!Hi Lila! Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to host an interview with you on the Naughty Nights Press blog! I am very excited to share it with our followers!1. Can you share a few “interesting facts” about your self?
I’ve been a marine wife for fourteen years, lived in several states and Okinawa, Japan, I’m a grandma, I played the clarinet many, many years ago, I know how to crochet and embroidery, oh, yeah—I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue. ;)2. What is a typical day like for you? What “pet peeves” do you have, if any?
I don’t know that there is a typical day in my house. I do have certain routines but being a military wife means anything can and will happen especially when the sweetie is gone on “business.” Even though I work from home, I’m up early every day because I go walk with one of my girlfriends around the neighbourhood a few times for the good of my ticker, then I spent the first half of my day doing “business” stuff, usually for my job at Rebel, then I might have a lunch date with another wife, some days we have a bit of shopping, then the afternoons are devoted to promoting myself and writing. Now that’s the smooth version, the bumpy version includes my two dogs and guinea pig and seeing to their needs, helping my son who’s out of the nest with whatever he might call wondering about—this sometimes involves actually leaving my office, and putting out fires where ever they erupt. So far during this deployment I’ve had car problems, my computer went belly up, and I’ve had dryer trouble. I fully expect a major appliance to quit soon. J Pet peeves…my phone. 3. When did you realize you wanted to be an author? How long have you been writing?
I’ve been making up stories since before I could spell, and have been writing ever since I can remember. My actual leap from that to the road to getting published didn’t happen until I was forty however.4. What was the first fiction you ever wrote? Was it for publication? What reaction did you get?
I guess the first fiction I remember writing was in my sixth grade creative writing class. It wasn’t for publication, but that was the first time anyone expressed to me I might have an affinity for the craft. I owe that teacher a signed copy of something, but I’m thinking the Identity books aren’t what he expected when he said someday I’d be published.5. What was your goal for yourself as a writer when you started? Did you meet or surpass it or did it change for you along the way?
My goal was pretty simple at that point, get a contract. When it happened on the first try I didn’t know what to think really. It actually seemed too easy and I think that was scarier than the prospect of rejection. My goals now seem to change daily and grow exponentially. But the root of it all is still pretty simple: retain my joy in doing this, don’t let anyone or anything steal my joy.6. Do you write exclusively naughty erotic fiction?
I do, in fact have two mused that run rampant around my desk. Arwen is the first muse that showed up and has always been my companion. She’s known since second grade what we would write. Through her I channel my vanilla sensual romances. Now Bronwyn, she’s another animal altogether. She’s Arwen’s cousin and showed up one day tapping her tiny spike heeled boot with a whip in her hand. She’s responsible for the BDSM, ménage, anything less than vanilla side of the house. I love them both and wouldn’t know what to do without either of them. As far as sub-genres go, I have dabbled a bit in paranormal and m/m but find I’m not as affluent at those and prefer to stick to what I know and do best.7. Do you have a ritual to get you ready to write? Something special you do to psyche you up?
If the ritual involves either Arwen or Bronwyn yelling at me to get busy that pretty much sums it up. When my characters start talking I turn on some music, their choice, and we get busy.8. Where do you write? Does your environment have an impact on what or how you write?
When my husband told me to stay home and write, now was my time, he helped me turn a spare bedroom into a makeshift office. It’s nothing elaborate and my desk is too small, but we move so much I figure it will do until we move again or retire. When we retire I’ll have a real office with a much, much bigger desk. And my environment does have an impact. Everyone that knows me well knows I’m a terrible housekeeper, but when my office gets a bit out of control I have to reel it in or I can’t write period.9. Do you have a set schedule for writing or do you just go with the flow?
I try to write every day. If I can’t come up with new material I will at least re-read what I did the day before and make revisions, sometimes that triggers something new.10. Which comes first, the story, the characters or the setting?
I play what if. For example, what if a marine were on vacation in Florida and he was on the beach and this woman and four kids walked by. Hhmmm…no daddy in sight—she’s hot for having four kids. Wow, they’re all so small, they don’t look too happy either. Wonder what her story is….Does that narrow it down to one thing, yeah I didn’t think so. What if comes first, then I further define the characters and flesh them out, then they tell me what their problem is.11. What are the elements of a great erotic romance for you?
A discernable, driving plot coupled with believable, likable characters. If someone just writes and writes rambling on and on about things that have nothing to do with plot and in no way drive the story forward that pretty much kills it for me. Likewise if the characters are weak, have no personality and have no real life issues they need to overcome, I’m likely to put something down and not finish it. 12. What is your writing process like? How long does it take you to finish a story from beginning to end?
I really don’t have a time span that’s definable. I don’t rush, I work for a publisher that doesn’t hold me to strict deadlines so I take my time and make sure it’s as right as it can get before sending it away to my editor. I’ve taken as little as forty five days on something and as long as six to eight months on something else. 13. What do you love most about writing? What do you hate about it?
I pretty much love everything about what I do. I love the process, creating the characters, living with them a while and then knowing my readers got just as much enjoyment out of them as I did. I’d have to say though, letting go of them is the hardest thing—I don’t hate it, but it feels each time a bit like letting my kindergartener go off to school for the first time. Bittersweet.14. After writing for hours at a time how do you relax?
Relaxing is something I’m working on this year—I’m by nature a worry wart and perfectionist. I walk a few miles a day with a friend, I love bubbles baths and Kindle time, and I live ten minutes from the beach so weather permitting I love spending time there listening to the waves and watching recon marines do push ups in the surf. 15. Is writing your full-time job? If not, how and when do you find time to write?
Writing is my full-time job, but I also have a part-time job as a marketing director for Rebel Ink Press. I’m fortunate in that I have a husband that provides very well for me and I’m free to sit at home and write fantastical erotical stories all day long. Now that’s not to say that house cleaning and cooking doesn’t occasional disrupt the flow of things, but to be honest there was a time back in the spring I thought I might have to call a merry maid.16. If you weren't writing, what would you be doing?
I have several degrees, so that’s hard to say. I hold a B.S. in both psychology and sociology, an Associate in English and I have a certificate in Pharmacy Technology. If the economy wasn’t in the tank I’d probably be in a pharmacy somewhere or in some advanced training and I’d have forgotten all about my dream of writing—or I might be in nursing, that’s something else I’ve always held an interest in. 17. Is there a specific bit of advice you would give to an aspiring author who is looking to publish their work? Traditional or Self-Publishing, which would you suggest?
I get asked this question a lot and I actually distinguish a third route, e-publishing, a separate entity from traditional publishing. For me traditional publishing means going through an agent and standing on the door of a brick and mortar press for years before they look at you, if ever. That’s okay if you have a connection or that type of patience. As far as self-publishing, I’ve never considered it and wouldn’t. I don’t want the hassle and I don’t want to put anything out that’s not been given the evil eye by an editor. E-publishing has opened the door for so many writers that wouldn’t otherwise have a voice, yet still offers many of the services a traditional publisher does. If you find a good fit you get the benefit of editing and marketing in some cases, which is a biggie because marketing can take up a ton of your time and be very frustrating and exhausting. 18. Can you share a little bit about your current release with us? Where can we find it? True Identity
is book two in the Identity series. Our hero, Marine Corps Colonel Stephan Sachelles has been in the BDSM scene for twenty years, but due to his job he keeps his private life private and has never even considered a permanent mate. Then Jillian Stewart happens along researching BDSM under the guise of writing a thesis paper. She’s a bundle of trouble. I’ll be sharing the blurb and a hot excerpt after the interview.19. Do you have other published works? If so please tell us about them!
My current works include The Executive Officer’s Wife, Bound By Trust, Destiny’s Fire, A Slower Lower Love, Salvation, Force Recon: Beacon Bayou,
and Identity Crisis
. The Executive Officer’s Wife
was my first baby and Bound By Trust is one of my favorites. I loved writing Madi Melbourne, her story was extremely emotional. Identitiy Crisis
is book one in the Identity series, and I’ll be giving away a PDF of it along with a PDF of True Identity today to one luck commentor. Your readers can find all my works at ARe, Amazon, B&N and Bookstrand.20. Where can your readers find you?
I can be found at my website http://lilamunro.weebly.com
, my joint effort website http://www.wickedmuses.blogspot.com
or through Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/Lila_Munro
You can also contact me via email at firstname.lastname@example.org
For more information about Rebel Ink Press please visit their website at www.rebelinkpress.com We’d like to thank you Lila for being here on the Naughty Nights Press blog today.
I am sure I speak for everyone when I say we enjoyed learning more about you and your daily life.
It was awesome to be able to find out more about your new release and the other books you have written. I will be adding a few of them to my TBR list pretty quick!
We hope you will come back and share more of yourself and your naughty writing very soon!
Remember to comment for your chance to win a copy of Lila's newest releases Identity Crisis
and True Identity
!You have to leave the city of your comfort…
Jillian Stewart was as straight laced as they came. Or was she? After one man tearing her down to her very foundation, she’s set out on a path of self-discovery. Pursuing a Master’s degree in sociology, Jill’s determined to wrap her mind around the complexities of the BDSM world. Getting into a good doctorate program won’t be easy so she’s pulling out all the stops. After disregarding her professor’s warning against subjecting herself to the lifestyle, Jill finds she’s drawn to her tutor. But this isn’t her world. Is it?and go into the wilderness of your intuition…
A career Marine Corps officer, Stephan Sachelles has always chosen to keep his lifestyle choices to himself. He avoids the underground house parties on the base to frequent a club miles from home in an effort to protect his privacy. Steph’s been a Master at Steele Image for years and he's enjoyed the company of many of the subs there with no intention of ever settling on just one. How would he make that work…it wasn’t like he could convert his base house into the dungeon of his dreams. Then Jill walks through the door. Steph’s intuition tells him there’s wild abandon inside her fighting for a chance at life. In the depths of her eyes, far behind the over analysis of everything she encounters, Steph sees the heart of a true submissive. But the resistance Jill puts up is driving Steph crazy. While she’s a good student, she just won't let go. Fighting his own internal battle, Steph finds he wants nothing more than to be the only Master to help her find her true identity. Excerpt:
“Where the hell are we going?” Jill asked sharply, fighting Steph’s grip and trying to pull free every step of the way. When Steph didn’t answer, she started to fear he might be on his way to toss her back out of the club on her ass. As determined as she had been an hour ago to get the hell out of here, she now knew she wasn’t quite done with her little field trip, and in the back of her mind she knew wanting to stay had nothing to do with her damn thesis. “You’re not kicking me out are you?” she gasped as they neared the narrow hallway leading back out to the bar area.
“No, I’m not.” Steph didn’t look at her and didn’t slow down. “But if you intend to stay, you’re going to learn to play by the rules that I give you and not continually mouth off. I realize you obviously can’t contain your curiosity, you get so wound up in picking things apart you forget who you’re talking to, but that’s no excuse for rude, and honey, I’m going to satisfy part of that curiosity right now.”
When Jill realized they were back at the spanking bench, icy fingers of dread clutched her heart and it sped up three-fold hammering her ribcage. He did not intend to spank her. No, a voice screamed in her head, while another one niggled its way in and whispered, yes. Oh God, what was she supposed to do? She didn’t even have one of those safe words she’d read about. Would he even listen to her if she did and used it?
Steph unlatched the red velvet rope behind which the bench and several scary looking paddles and straps of all sorts hung. He stepped through and pulled Jill in behind him refastening the barrier as a few other people started to collect. He was not only going to spank her, but other people were going to watch. Jill’s throat constricted and tears of regret at not being able to do one simple thing, be nice not rude, welled up in her eyes.
“What are the tears about already?” Steph asked, pulling her to the side of the bench. “We’re not even started.”
“I’m sorry, Master Steph,” Jill whispered. “I won’t do it again, Sir.” She glanced around at the people collected and mixed emotions swept over her. First she wanted to die and fall in a hole then she wanted to pull her panties down herself and give her ass willingly to Steph. Damn it! She wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Not here, not now.
“I’ve been watching you very closely, Jill,” Steph said in a less hardened voice. “I know you want more than to just watch. I also know you have limits. I’m quite certain spanking isn’t one of them. Is it?”
Jill shook her head like a puppet being mastered by a string.
“We’ll have a much more in depth discussion of those limits later, as long as you agree right now this isn’t on that list.” Steph waited a few seconds before prompting her. “Jill, answer me.”
“Spanking is not on the list, Sir.” Jill swallowed hard and forced out a few more words. “Please don’t make me take off my shirt.” Her voice audibly shook. The memory of Master Kyle’s fingers gliding over what lay beneath it swamped Jill. If Steph made her take off her shirt in here, in front of all these people, two Xanax wouldn’t enough to bring her back to Earth.
“I won’t,” Steph assured her, running his hands up and down her arms. “Now bend over and put your hands on the bench shoulder width apart. I won’t restrain you this time.”
Jill did what Steph commanded. Once she was bent over, he ran a knee between her thighs and forced them hip distance apart. For a moment he was gone and even though the room was filled with chatter and music, Jill heard the silence his absence caused buzzing in her ears. Then he was bent over with his hand on her shoulder and his face so close to hers she could feel his breath whispering across her throat.
“Look at me, Jill,” he said firmly. “This is important.”
Not wanting him to read her eyes again and see that she had figured out that she not only wanted a spanking but needed it, and from him, Jill stalled.
“Jill. Look. At. Me.”
Jill turned her head and was immediately lost in his eyes. They held her prisoner in that moment and she was quite sure she’d have let him do almost anything to her.
“Do you know what a safe word is?” Steph asked her.
“Yes, Sir.” A voice came out of Jill but she was certain it wasn’t her own. It was some slut’s voice from the past.
“Have you ever had one before?”
“No, Sir,” she squeaked.
“Jill, you’re safe word is red for the rest of the night. If you’re in too much pain physically or emotionally at any time, use it and I’ll stop. Do you understand?” Steph’s eyes never left hers.
“Yes, I understand, Sir.” Jill’s hands nearly slipped off the bench they were so damp with cold sweat.
“Does what I’m about to do trigger that physical danger fear?” Steph asked, running his fingers along her throat.
“No, Sir.” Jill didn’t even hesitate. For some reason, she didn’t feel threatened and she was pretty certain Steph already knew that before he asked. Damn him.
“What’s your safe word?”
Jill squeezed her eyes shut as Steph flipped the end of her skirt up her back and slid her emerald green thong over her hips and down her thighs to hang suspended between her ankles. Great. Now everyone behind them could see her fat ass. That knowledge was worse than knowing Steph would soon spank her. His palms ran over her ass checks and up her spine, then back again, the circles he traced getting smaller and smaller until he caressed only the center most part of her backside as of defining his territory. Just as Jill was caught in the lull of his feather light touch, his hands left her and one of them came down across her right cheek with a resounding pop. Jill surprised herself by staying rigid. The first swat was only a tap for as loud as it was. Steph ran his fingertips over the offended flesh for a few seconds then came down on her other cheek a bit harder.
Nothing. There was no fiery heat pooling anywhere, no electricity licking her insides…Pop! Steph slapped her on the first cheek once more and Jill surged forward. That one hurt and she bit back a grunt. It was then that Steph fell into a pattern. He would strike one cheek soothe it with a gentle stroke then assault the other cheek and repeat, all the while the heaviness of the swats getting more intense until Jill’s ass seared and tears formed in the corners of her eyes. And there was the heat. The blessed heat of arousal settled between her legs and her pussy throbbed and clenched. Steph continued the punishment until Jill was gasping and a steady stream of relief ran down her face, across her lips and down her chin to fall to the floor beneath her head with a sad plop. She hadn’t imagined it. It was quite possible for her to be turned on by pain, and quite real.
Then the spanking ceased. A solitary finger ran down the seam of Jill’s pussy and across her clit then Steph pulled away from her completely. Jill tilted her head to find him once again bent over staring at her. The finger that he’d run over her was under her nose glistening.
“You can’t possibly lie to me anymore, Jill. At least not about this,” Steph told her softly.
Steph smiled at her then slipped his forefinger between his lips and sucked her muskiness from it. Jill’s pussy palpitated with need.
Lila Munro currently resides on the coast of North Carolina. She’s a military wife and takes much of her inspiration for her heroes from the marines she’s lived around for the past fourteen years. Coining the term realmantica, she strives to produce quality romance in a realistic setting. Her genre of choice is contemporary romance that spans everything from the sensual to BDSM and ménage. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading everything she can get her hands on, trips to the museum and aquarium, taking field research trips, and soaking up the sun on the nearby beaches. She’s a member in good standing with the RWA, Passionate Ink and EPIC. Her works include The Executive Officer’s Wife, Bound By Trust, Destiny’s Fire, A Slower Lower Love, Salvation, Force Recon: Beacon Bayou, and Identity Crisis. Currently she’s working on sequels to several series to be released throughout 2010-2011. Ms. Munro also works as the Director of Marketing and Public Relations for Rebel Ink Press. She loves to hear from her readers and can be contacted via her website http://lilamunro.weebly.com
, her joint effort website http://www.wickedmuses.blogspot.com
or through Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/Lila_Munro
You can also contact her via email at email@example.com For more information about Rebel Ink Press please visit their website at www.rebelinkpress.com Said Claudia Rhyes at Manic Readers about Identity Crisis, book one of the Identity series:
“Identity Crisis is a hot and fun read. I was a little confused at the beginning and how it started out, but the author cleared it up quickly. This is the first story I have read by this author and I am eager to read more. I loved the detail and description, especially when it came to the main characters and what they wanted. The author painted a tale of a rich, spoiled man who finds want he really wants at an unexpected place. I love the fire that Tori has inside of her. Again, the detail, conflict, and overall romance of the story gave you just enough without going overboard. There are also naughty little treats hidden within this tale that will make you need a cool glass of water and a fan.”http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?searchBy=publisher&qString=Rebel+Ink+Press
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