Smut Sunday ~ Flip Through My Pages with @MeganSlayer


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It’s Memorial Day weekend here in the United States and everyone seems to be out barbecuing. Don’t get me wrong. I love some good barbecue. But this weekend is to remember those who fought for our freedom–wherever they’ve fought. I thank all of those who gave all.

But this is also a Smut Sunday weekend. Time for something hot. Now, the books below aren’t necessarily hot, but they brought to mind all sorts of story starts…aka plot bunnies. What happened at this library? Is a private one or public? Who was there? What did they do? How kinky did they get? Yeah, these are the places my mind goes. Heh heh.

Bookshelf Prunksaal OeNB Vienna AT matl00786ch

By Matl (own work (photography)) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (], via Wikimedia Commons

What about you? What kinds of fun smut do you see in this photo? I love books, so I can see lots happening here. In fact, I’m off to jot down the plot bunny that just showed up based on this image. Let me know what you’ve come up with and you just might see mind in one of my upcoming books!


I Love My Library by @WendiZwaduk #celebratelibraries

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Originally posted at:…hor-wendi-zwaduk/

Libraries have been an integral part of my life pretty much as long as I can remember. Going to the library when I was a kid was a treat. We tried to keep our trips—anywhere—to a minimum, but the library was within walking distance. My mother made sure we went. If there was a summer reading program, we took part. If I’d have had my way, I would’ve had my first job at the library. The smell of the books and the feel of the cards in the card catalogue are something I’ll never forget.

When I was in the sixth grade, I took part in the summer reading program. I don’t remember what made me want to, other than I liked the competition of trying to read as many books as I could. But one different part of this particular summer reading situation was a competition. Not just who can read the most books, but it involved creating a project/diorama/or however your imagination ran. I remember my mother had no idea I was even thinking about taking part. She knew I was doing the program, but to go to that next step? I figured…why not? So I created a diorama for a Baby-Sitters Club book about a wedding. I created a wedding scene and turned the thing in. That’s the last I thought about it. I just wanted my artwork posted at the library. I don’t know what the criteria happened to be for the contest, but my little paper wedding scene was chosen as a winner and I ended up on the local television station to talk about it.

This event fostered a different kind of love for my library. It showed me the power of words and pictures. I could take my interpretation of a book and run with it. I’d like to think this was part of my early training to be a writer. I loved the freedom to go to the library, find a book and lose myself in it and if I so desired, I could create art to go along with it.

Another thing I love about my library is the people. Back when I entered that contest, the children’s department head was a lady by the name of Mary Court. She reminded me of the grandma figures in most kid books. The lady with the warm smile, the happy attitude and the one who ready the books out loud. I guarantee if she hadn’t been so nice, I probably wouldn’t have hung out at the library so much. In my local library, I made a close friend. Melissa Mallinak has been so instrumental in my writing career. How? She helped me get my books on the physical shelves, but the virtual ones, too. Plus, she’s a friend. She genuinely cares about the library, patrons and the experience. When I visit, we spend a lot of time talking and having fun.

Without experiences like the summer reading program and people like Mary and Melissa, my writing career wouldn’t be the same. I owe a lot to my library and those wonderful books.

When the Idea Comes Alive by @MeganSlayer #ideas #writers #PNR

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Originally posted on the Paranormal Romantics Blog:

Sometimes I wonder what the next story will be. I know that sounds crazy. Aren’t authors supposed to have characters talking all of the time? Usually, that’s correct. Most often, I can’t keep a notebook close enough of a pen full because I’m scrawling information down. I can see a music video or a sequence at the store and an idea shows up. It’s fun. 

But every so often, I’m in a lull. No one’s talking and nothing’s happening. I call it my time to recharge my brain. Hey, sometimes I need to. 

So while I was sitting here trying to decide what to write about and being mildly puzzled… I had an idea. Actually, I’d been thinking about my local library. I was given the opportunity to write a short piece about why I love my library. Now you’re probably wondering why I mentioned the library. Simple. The library and this post (Yep, this one) inspired me. 

I used to love going to my local library (a bigger one than the one where I live now) and wondered what would happen if the furniture came to life. What if the paintings could talk or the books could, too? What would it be like to be in that world. Kind of a cross between Beauty and the Beast and Alice in Wonderland. When you walk in, you don’t know who the librarians will be that day or what the books will tell you. It’s a mystery! Could be Alexander the Great talking about his conquests while the statue of birds flies around the rafters.  I don’t know about you, but I’m certainly putting this idea on the back burner and letting it simmer a while. 

What about you? Have you ever had a whiz-banger of an idea? Or one that won’t leave you alone? I’d love to know. You don’t have to disclose the idea, but maybe the how and why. 🙂


Why I Love My Library ~ Carrying Books, The Badge of Honor by @MeganSlayer

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Originally posted at The Romance Studio:

I love the library. I don’t know too many authors who don’t. There’s something magical about being surrounded by books. Of course, I’d love for the library to be mine. I mean…lots of books and all the time in the world to play with them…sign me up. Finding a new author or new adventure is one of my favorite things.

But since April is Love Your Library month, I wanted to share a story about my love for my library.

When I was in high school, we used to get what seemed like a paper a month to write. Now I never minded writing papers, but back then I didn’t have a computer, so that meant typing on the old typewriter. Also, I wasn’t the greatest typist back then. I somehow managed to squeak through my high school career without taking a typing course. Remember those? Yeah, I never took one. I think I was too busy hanging out in the art room and they might have changed the requirements so I got out of it. I don’t remember.

What I do remember was having to go to the library, quite voluntarily, to hunt up books for the papers. I’d spend as long as I could at the card catalog. I loved the smell and the feel of the cards. It was an adventure. Find the info and hunt down the book. I had an idea of what I’d be finding, but then there was the discovery of the info inside. I’d hunt down the book and usually sit in the aisle to give the book a cursory read.

Now the thing about me that used to drive my classmates crazy was my insane ability to drag most of those books with me to school. I’d have stacks as high as I could carry of my books. I’d claim I was reading them–which I probably was when I had free time–but it was also a bizarre status symbol. I guess I was just that loony that I wanted everyone to know I had these books and was doing my work. Yep, I was a nerd or a geek…whichever…in school. I liked to learn (still do) and didn’t mind the work. That’s why I loved the library. I could escape to the library and do what I loved–learn.

What about you? Do you love the library? What’s you favorite section? Mine’s the biography and romance sections, although I’m partial to mysteries, too. Do you miss the card catalog–the one with the actual cards? Or are you partial to the computer search? I’d love to know.

Now a little bit about my latest release, Bed of My Truck.

Bed of My Truck by Megan Slayer 

Publisher: Smashwords, Inc. / Megan Slayer Publications

ISBN: 9781370970513


Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking

Can he have the house, the dog and the lover of his dreams or will it all fall apart right before his eyes?

The one Carson never thought he’d see again could be the one to save his life.

Carson never expected to see his dog or a man from his past ever again. His ex took Dragon when he left, then carelessly lost the dog.  Dragon’s been found and in the last place Carson expected to find him—a vet’s office.

But, the surprises just keep coming.

Carson hasn’t seen Alec since school, but the feelings he had for the man haven’t abated. When he’s reunited with Alec at the veterinary office, Carson’s got to face his feelings.

Includes scenes of spanking, oral sex, anal sex and male-male sex. This book has been re-edited and re-issued in this edition.

Search Terms: explicit, spanking, masturbation, dogs, pets, dirty talk, oral sex, reunited, artist, medical personnel

Available now at major retailers where ebooks are sold.

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