I don’t know how I survived without my Pinterest. Does anyone else have this problem? LOL
My pinterest name is janspringer1 and I am a pinterestaholic. There, my deep dark secret is out!
I love pinning pictures onto boards. My favorite is collecting photos with similar color themes. Black Beauty, Sapphire, Emerald, Shades of Chiffon, Gold, Silver, Tiffany Blue and Copper Love, to name just a few of my color boards. My boards include themes such as birdhouses, autumn, leather & latex, man candy, christmas, the walking dead, kiss kiss and bondage, again, to name a few. At last count, if I counted right, I have more than 250 themed boards and I have the pleasure of following 2,700 pinners and am being followed by 1,800 pinners.
For my writing, I find the pictures are an inspiration. They inspire me to get ideas of where a story is going. My heroes and heroines are retrieved from my Man Candy and Heroine boards as well as from whomever is pinning hot looking hunks or interesting women at the time. I use pictures to decorate my heroes and heroines’ rooms in their houses, the cars they drive, bedrooms they make love in and even lovemaking positions.
If I see something I like, I will like it and/or pin it and I am thrilled when someone “likes” one of my pins too.
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Hope to see you there.
We’ve been chatting about what we would like to shift into…and the first animal that popped into my mind was a porcupine!
I think that would fit my mood lately…me being so prickly and all. LOLOL
Porcupines produce quills…Once when my dad and I went on a road trip, we popped into Banff National Park in the Rocky Mountains in Canada. We hiked up to the Plain of Six Glaciers’ tea house near Lake Louise (see pic below). There was a lady there who was selling the most gorgeous porcupine quill jewelry. They looked similar to these at this link and below pic of earrings.
Besides a fantastic view, the tea house had the best tasting chocolate cake and tea that I ever tasted. Apparently they bring in the food via packs on the backs of horses along the same trails the hikers come up…and I love hiking too so I would like to hang around this place if I was a porcupine. It has a great view…oh, did I mention that already?
And since I love salad (you’d never guess from looking at me) I’d make a good porcupine as they eat tons of greens such as leaves, green plants, skunk cabbage, twigs and bark – of course I would put in an order for chocolate covered twigs and bark.
When I was a kid I climbed trees all the time – and so do porcupines…so I would love to climb trees again as a porcupine.
And they have such a cool look, don’t you think? I love their protective armor. My dog Laura (who passed away many years ago) was into chasing porcupines…there were several times she came home with her snout riddled with quills. My dad would sigh and patiently take out the quills one by one with the pliers…what a daunting task! That sweet dog never learned. LOL
So yeah, I would love to shift into a porcupine some day. I think it would be quite the adventure. 🙂
I’m in the business of reading and writing tons of love scenes and one of the favorite ones I’ve ever come across would have to be the first love scene between Teyla and Logan in The Pleasure Girl – Book 1 of my Desperadoes series (Siren Bookstrand).
Teyla is a pleasure girl in a post-catastrophic world where electricity has been knocked out and the world’s climate has gotten colder. In order to survive women do things they’d never ordinarily do. Logan has come to Teyla’s secluded farmhouse looking for a warm bed and a sexy lover for himself and two of his friends. He plans on being with her alone for one night before his friends arrive.
Here’s a snippet of a prelude to a love scene that some readers have told me they loved because it was unique because of the hero’s request of wanting to be shaved…down there. LOL
“Do you have a special man in your life?” The question erupted from the bathroom, rocking her world.
“Excuse me?” she called out, wondering exactly what he meant by that question.
“A boyfriend? Husband? Someone you’re dating?”
“Good. I prefer a woman who is available.”
Teyla blinked in astonishment. Odd comment coming from a guy who wanted to share her with two other guys. Three guys and her? Oh, lord, she’d better not think about it.
“Do you do this often?” she blurted, instantly regretting asking the question, realizing it was none of her business. But it was the first thing that popped into her mind, and when she was nervous, she did have the tendency to say stupid things.
He appeared at the doorway, shaving utensils and a couple of facecloths laid out on a folded towel in his hand. That damned bottle and two glasses clutched in his other hand.
He was smiling at her. That hot, sexy shadow made him look both dangerous and erotic at the same time. He wore that same crooked smile as when he’d caught her watching him at the window earlier. The smile made the sides of his eyes crinkle, and she noticed tiny laugh lines at the corners of his mouth also. The knowledge that he appeared to be used to laughing made her feel so much better. Safer, too.
“Why do you ask?” he asked. “Are you jealous already?”
His sense of humor was a definite asset.
“Maybe,” she teased, feeling some of the tension ease out of her shoulders.
He strolled to her dresser with the mirror and placed the glasses and the bottle, which she noted as whiskey, and the utensils and towel down beside her pitcher.
“Before we begin, I want you to shave me,” he said softly as he prepared the items, laying them out on the dresser.
When he finished, he looked at her, and his intense gaze made her catch her breath. She didn’t want him to lose that erotic-looking five o’clock shadow. It made him look so sexy and dangerous. The look excited her. But he was paying her. If he wanted a shave, so be it.
She made a move to stand, but he ordered her to remain sitting as he whipped up the lather. When it was a frothy cream, he turned to her, and to her surprise, his hand fell to the stud on his jeans.
Nervousness fluttered through her again. Gosh, she thought she would have a few minutes more before they had sex. Or did he want her to shave him while they were having sex? Lordy, now that would be interesting.
“I…I thought you wanted a shave?”
Her eyes latched onto his fingers as he unzipped.
She swallowed as he lowered his jeans. His package pressed boldly against his white briefs. Definitely big. Very big. Oh boy. Oh boy. Dr. Liz, girl, what have you gotten me into?
“I want you to shave me down here,” he said and stroked the outline of his big erection.
Her eyes widened at his words.
Down there? Oh my God.
“I’ll pass you the items. I want you to just sit right where you are.” His voice had gone deeper, hoarser. His eyes darker. They glistened with fire. His body scent, strong and dominant, whispered along her nerve endings, making her very aware of her sexuality. Very aware of him.
“Pull down my underwear. So we can get started.”
Both their breaths shot through the silent air like rockets, and her fingers trembled as she did as he asked. His flesh felt scorching hot to her touch as she slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of his briefs. Tugging, she inhaled sharply as…
Here’s a bit more as the scene continues a couple of paragraphs later…
Anxiety almost overwhelmed her as she began to shave him, and she found herself scrambling for something to say. But what did one say while shaving a man in such an intimate area on his body?
“Have you done this before?” he asked, his voice sounding strangled, as if he were maybe afraid? Well, maybe he should have asked before she’d gotten started.
“It’s a little late to be asking that question, isn’t it?” She couldn’t help but laugh.
“I hope not,” he retorted, amusement lacing his voice. There was that humor again. She smiled and lifted her gaze from his magnificent size to peer up at his face. She shouldn’t have looked up because his eyes were so dark with desire she could barely stand the spear of need bursting inside her lower belly.
The tips of his luscious lips tilted upward again and his smile zeroed in on her like a heat-seeking missile. Suddenly she just wanted to be swept away into his strong arms. To be held. To be taken by him.
Oh, boy. He was a client, for God’s sake! Becoming emotionally involved, even thinking emotional things was taboo! Men looked at her like an object. Nothing more. She shouldn’t want to have Logan holding her and making love to her. This is just sex, remember that, Teyla.
She continued with the shave, going slowly and carefully and keeping her mouth shut. Thankfully, he said no more, and when she finished, she wiped him with the wet face cloth he handed her. A couple of rinses later, he was as clean as a newborn.
“I assume you wish to supply the condoms?” he asked after he returned the shaving items to the nearby dresser. She nodded and pointed to the night table beside the bed.
“In there. Pick your size.” He slid the drawer open and skimmed the several boxes with his fingertips. Obviously, he knew the drill with pleasure girls. Most preferred to supply the condoms. She was one of them.
Condoms were expensive, just like everything else these days, but well worth the expense to ensure her condoms were fresh and hadn’t been tampered with or inadvertently damaged. Men tended to keep them folded in wallets or in areas where tiny holes were inadvertently poked into the protection. The last thing she needed was a sexually transmitted disease or a baby without a dad.
He lifted out a box of condoms, opened it, but didn’t take any out.
“Before we begin, let’s get a little more acquainted. You’ve touched me and seen some of me. Now it’s my turn. Let your breasts free.”
To her surprise, she creamed at his instruction. She liked the expectant look on his face, and for some odd reason, he didn’t make her feel like she was dirty as most of her clients did. He didn’t make her feel like an object. He just made her feel kind of sexy and shy.
Her fingers trembled as she reached for the small, delicate buttons on the negligee. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he watched…
I hoped you enjoyed the excerpts to the prelude to one of my favorite love scenes.
More info on The Pleasure Girl .
I have fun writing erotic romances because I am encouraged to “push the envelope” and that means being really naughty. I love being naughty. *wink* *nudge*
Some Genres I Write
Futuristic Erotic Romance
I enjoy writing futuristic erotic romance because I get to create any kind of world I want. No restrictions. I let my creative mind go nuts. LOL. In my “Outlaw Lovers” series at Ellora’s Cave I went really dark. I’ve killed off most of the women’s population after terrorists unleash a submissive virus that goes viral. The virus mixes with deadly flus etc… The women who are left alive have a fight on their hands with many sexy hot men who are craving female companionship. In order to accommodate men’s needs for women, the government decrees women are to be “shared” by groups of men. The latest in the Outlaw Lovers series is “Resistance”. More on the Outlaw Lovers can be found here.
Post-Catastrophe Erotic Romance
In The Desperadoes, (Siren BookStrand) most of the population has disintegrated due to a burst of solar flares. The survivors are left in a world without electricity and women are forced to do what they must in order to survive. Of course they will find love and romance along the way. *grin* For more info please click on covers.
I also write contemporary erotic romance, kink, paranormal, and erotic romantic suspense.
For more of my books, pop on over to my website http://www.janspringer.com
Dark Heroine – my modern day pirate!
Arrrrrgh! Ahoy! My favorite dark heroine is a female character I created. She’s s a modern day pirate and she’s the dark heroine of my contemporary erotic romance “Her Captive” (Siren Publishing).
Morgan Black and her family hijack shipments off the coast of the United States and then they sell their stolen cargo on the black market.
Morgan is rich from her illegal activities, but it’s her way of life and she has no qualms about how she earns a living. She loves the dangers of her job and she lives on her luxury yacht. Life is good. But when Morgan steals their arch pirate enemy’s bounty, he puts a hit out on her family, Morgan must find a way to protect them.
Morgan’s elderly grandmother has a one sure-fire way to keep everyone safe. Morgan must unite the families – forcefully. She must kidnap their arch enemy’s only grandson and make sure he gets her pregnant! A child will meld the fighting families together and the hit will be void. Arrrrgh! Forced unions between pirate families have been a tradition for centuries and if Morgan can pull this pregnancy off, she will have saved her family from harm.
Roman Prince has nothing to do with his grandfather’s pirating ways, but obviously that doesn’t matter because suddenly he’s been kidnapped and is being held against his will on a luxurious yacht. He figures he’s being held for ransom – his grandfather is filthy rich due to his illegal activities. And so Roman may as well get comfortable as granddad takes his time when it comes to parting with his money. But Roman knows granddad will come thru. He just needs to be patient. When a sexy woman is given to him to help pass the time, he just cannot resist the succulent lady. She must be getting paid very well to keep him entertained because she really is good in bed.
Night after night he makes love to her and darned if he thinks he just might be falling head over heels for this pleasure chick.
Unfortunately Morgan is having the same problem. This hot hunk sure knows how to get her motor running and she’s starting to care way too much for Roman Prince. But how is Her Captive going to react when he finds out she’s not a paid pleasure girl but he’s been kidnapped for his sperm! CAUTION: This book contains naughty scenes some readers may find offensive.
I had a really fun time writing Her Captive. I tried to make our heroine Morgan dark with her pirating ways but in the end she turns out to be vulnerable and hopelessly in love with a man who will hate her for forging a union between their feuding families. Or will he hate her? Arrrrgh my fine maties! Only reading the book will give you the bountiful answers you seek.
I hope you enjoyed my post on dark heroines! For more information on Morgan and Her Captive feel free to visit the Publisher’s website. Here’s a direct link to the website. http://www.bookstrand.com/her-captive. And for other formats feel free to visit my site too. Once there, cursor waaaay down. http://janspringerauthor.wordpress.com/books/
“Her Captive” is available in print and ebook formats!
Thanks so much for stopping by!!
Jan Springer, Arrrrrrgh!
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Can I say I love hating ZOMBIES!
THE WALKING DEAD is a perfect example! I’ve been following the horror tv series THE WALKING DEAD and I get so freaked out when those evil zombies kill one of my favorite characters. Who will be next? What if Laurie’s unborn baby dies inside of her…and turns into a zombie and then turns her into a zombie? OMG! I can’t watch! But I have to see what will happen week after week! I squirm in my seat and I love the horror those zombies inflict. Am I a sadist? LOL Anyone else enjoying “The Walking Dead”? Has anyone seen the movies Dawn of the Dead? Shaun of the Dead? Night of the Living Dead? What did you think of them?
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Do you have a good zombie horror (erotic romance or not) ebook or book that you can recommend? I have plans to write a zombie horror erotic romance one of these days (I even have the outline all worked out) and I would love to see what other authors have done with zombies. Feel free to post below your recommendations in the comments section.
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I’m Jan Springer and my dream job has always been writing. I got what I wished for because …years ago after a car accident that left me with whiplash and positional vertigo (still have it), my dream job became a necessary reality!
Some of my stories run on the dark side. My Desperadoes series is based on solar flares taking out our electrical grids with women having to do things they’d never dreamed of doing in order to survive. My Outlaw Lovers series gives a very dark glimpse into the future where women have lost all their rights and become nothing more than men’s possessions.
To take a look at my other hot and dark books give my website a try. Lots of books there.
I live and write in Ontario Canada, commuting between Oshawa and cottage country near Haliburton. Three huggable cats have adopted me. The oldest is Spunky, he’s 18, the middle is Emily, she’s 11 and the youngest is Chee Chee (who loves cheese) is 4.
I love photography, nature walks, gardening and updating my website http://www.janspringer.com.
So! What’s your dream job?
Are you living it, working on making it come true or just keeping it your dream for now?
Let me know in the comments section and I will pick a name to win a free pdf copy of Passionate Ink, my shapeshifter/tattoo/tentacle erotic romance. Winners names for prizes will be announced in a few days so don’t forget to check back!!
Thanks for joining us at Darker Temptations and until next time, Happy Reading!!