Month: June 2015

Fifty Shades of Getting Along

Let’s talk about being nice to one another. Today on Twitter EL James and her publicity team thought it wise to do a Q&A. As you can probably imagine it did not go well. With many lobbing such questions at the author as “Which do you hate more, women or the English language?” and “What is the minimum distance you have to stay away from Stephenie Meyer at all times?” For those reading this who are not aware, EL James highly popular best-selling novel “Fifty Shades of Grey” and its sequels have been universally panned as detrimental to both the writing world and the world of BDSM, as well as being consistently marked as plagiarized directly from Stephenie Meyer’s “Twilight Saga.” In truth, I lean more on the side of those who insist Fifty Shades is way too similar to Twilight. But that’s probably why I was able to read it, despite how much it hurt me to do so. I have no idea about the world of BDSM but I do know that reading the books made me want to apologize to the English language. There is no love lost when it comes to Meyer’s Twilight either, by the way. But why is it necessary to throw so much hate at two women who did nothing but create something that became popular despite the people who panned it? As a writer myself, this behavior terrifies me. There are days when I want to quit writing for fear that IF I ever find myself in the category of “published writer” I will find also myself in the shoes of these women. Because who’s to say my writing is any better than either of theirs? Instead of tearing each other down for, being writers, being published, being popular, or liking these books, writers, worlds, why don’t we just move on? If you don’t like “Fifty Shades of Grey” don’t read it. If you don’t like “Twilight” don’t read it. If you have so much hate in your heart you feel the need to say something, write something better, don’t attack people and their fandom. We have forgotten what it is to be human. We have forgotten what it is to treat others as human. We are so entitled to our opinions we spout nonsense having never even read the things we’re railing against. Let’s just stop it. Stop the hate. #lovewins

New Things Afoot at the House of Phay

paintitblackHello again. Please don’t pass out. I know this is a rare occasion. Two blog entries in less than a month. The world is not ending. Well, I mean, it continues to spin, anyway.

So here’s what’s going on. After much deliberation I have decided to put my National Novel Writing Month (NanoWriMo) books online. They are rough drafts. They are flawed and unedited and probably have major plot holes. But they are complete stories you can actually follow, at least that’s what I’ve been told.

Because I cannot do anything simply, I created a whole new Web site just to house my NaNoWriMo stuff. Which meant that I had to design cover images and all that jazz (as seen right over there <—). If you’re interested in reading my non-erotica fiction work you can now visit safe in the knowledge that no one gets naked. 😉

As always feedback is encouraged.

Thanks all! – Stacy StacyPhayWrites

Mother of Dragons

Warning: Self-promotion ahead.

Wow. It has been almost nine months since I wrote an entry here. No, I was’t incubating a human in that time. I would be a terrible mother. Unless they were dragons. Then I would be fierce. Anyway that’s not why I brought you here.

Remember like, two years ago, when I announced that I was going to be a writer when I grow up? Probably not, I mean, why would you? Well, apparently I am still growing up, because I have not found a steady stride in those two years, as such. I wrote two 50,000 word novels, in November of 2013 and November of 2014, for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). I saw them as books one and two in a trilogy, which I am going to attempt to complete in November of 2015. In January of this year I started to re-write the first book from the beginning. And in April I stopped writing altogether. Which is my typical cycle.

In the meantime I went back on my word from a while back in which I said I would never read the Fifty Shades of Grey books, or see the movie based on the first installment of the series. I probably could have pretended I never said it, you’d never remember, but I just read it in an old entry and some of you might go back there too, so, honesty won out. Anyway I ended up going to see the movie, under light protest, and found it intriguing. So I went ahead and read the books. All three of them. In about two weeks or less. Let’s be clear. The movie is interesting. The books hurt my soul. The writing is just. Wow. Christian and Ana sound like 50-year-old British ladies, especially when they’re having sex. And it was difficult to read the 1,001 times Ana said “Oh My” without hearing George Takei.

That all being said. It did remind me that I used to write pretty well in the genre of erotica, dirty stories, smut, whichever you’d like to categorize it. So I am back there again, this time with an attempt at writing outside the world of man on man relationships. When I was writing gay erotica and had a forum to post the chapters in, I was more apt to write every day because there were people waiting to read them. Yeah, I had actual readers. Go figure. So with that in mind I have posted my new story to Wattpad.

deletecontactSynopsis: Have you ever stopped to think of the impact other people have on your life? Would things have gone differently if you had met someone at another time, in another place? Sarah thought Ellis was gone from her life for good. Finally getting up the nerve to delete her last connection to him, she stops and wonders, does time plus distance equal change? Deciding to reach out one last time, she is about to find out.

The first five chapters can be read here:

Wattpad is a free service for writers and readers. It may ask you to sign in using your Facebook account, or to sign up with your email address. They won’t spam you. Also a reminder that my writing in this genre is done under a pen name – Anastasia Reeves. Which I came up with long before Anastasia Steele was even in my consciousness. It’s my name’s origin plus an ode to my longtime love for Keanu Reeves. Feedback is always encouraged, good or bad. Leave comments at Wattpad, here on my blog, or on Facebook of you’d like.

Do I even have to do the warning? Erotica by its own nature means EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. Read at your own risk.