NUMBER 69
by
Casey Sheridan
by
Casey Sheridan
Blurb
A
matchmaking party was not Melodie's idea of fun, and wearing vibrating panties
was just plain weird. Or was it?
Should
she go to the party? After all, she just might meet Mr. Right. And if he
doesn't show, she has the vibrating panties to keep things interesting.
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Bio
Like most authors, Casey Sheridan began writing when she was very young. It was later in life when she read her first piece of erotica and it was on a dare that she wrote her first erotic story.
Casey
enjoys writing steamy fiction that is sensual, erotic, and fun with unique
storylines.
An introvert and lover of chocolate, Casey is happiest when writing. She enjoys spending time with close friends, listening to music, watching movies, and reading. She loves animals and volunteers to care for a local feral/community kitty pals.
An introvert and lover of chocolate, Casey is happiest when writing. She enjoys spending time with close friends, listening to music, watching movies, and reading. She loves animals and volunteers to care for a local feral/community kitty pals.
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your name to Casey's mailing list to be kept up to date on her latest news and
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Website: http://www.Casey-Sheridan.com
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Pinterest:
http://pinterest.com/CaseySheridan
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Is there a message in your novel that you want
readers to grasp?
Casey: Don't be afraid to stand up for yourself
and speak up when you need to.
Was there an Author who inspired you to write?
Casey: There were many authors that were
inspiring, from the classics to modern writers.
How did you come up with the characters in your
books?
Casey: Characters take a lot of thought for me.
There's a lot of forming them in my head before ever putting them on paper (or
on my computer, as the case is). How I eventually form them all depends on the
story and the things that I want to see in it.
What are your current projects?
Casey: I'm currently working on an erotic
suspense (with some romance) titled Secret Inspiration about an erotic author
who writes under a pen name, gets involved with a hot guitar player in a heavy
metal band, and she's being blackmailed.
I also have a short erotic story titled Art
Lessons that I'm trying to find a home for, or maybe I'll expand on it and turn
it into something else. We'll see.
And I would like to get Ruby Red Metallic
re-published since Breathless Press sadly closed.
Do you see writing as a career?
Casey: I would love for it to be my only
career, so yes, I see it as a career.
Do you ever picture yourself as one of your
heroines? If so, which one?
Casey: I think every author puts a little of
themselves into each of their characters, even the villains, but if I had to
switch places with any one of mine I'd like it to be Alaina from Ruby Red
Metallic.
Alaina is sexy, beautiful, intelligent, and
determined. She goes after what she likes and wants. Very little stands in her
way.
Do you have a favorite heroine/hero from one of
your books? If so, who?
Casey: I have to say my favorite so far is
Elliott Stevens from Number 69. He's a nice looking man that is protective,
playful, and has a sense of humor. I like that in a man.
What kind of research do you do for your books?
Casey: That all depends on the books. For Ruby
Red Metallic, I had to research high-end cars (I know nothing about cars except
how to drive one). For Secret Inspiration, I researched electric guitars,
especially Fender because that's what the hero plays. For Number 69, I went
into my local library and headed for Melodie's favorite section and to get a
feel for it. I wanted to experience what she would see, smell, touch, etc.
What is the hardest part of writing your book?
Casey: Time. Finding time, making time,
whatever. Many authors work a day gig like I do, then add in family
responsibilities, household chores, blah, blah, blah. The day gets away from me
before I know it.
If
you could say anything to your readers what would it be?
Casey:
Let me know what you think. Leave a review, or send me an email. Tell me what
you liked, what you didn't like. Feedback is important to an author. It's part
of what keeps us motivated and inspired to write. Leaving a review helps other
readers find our books. The more reviews, the higher it ranks, and the more
people that see it, the better we authors feel that our work is liked.
There
is one thing – many people think it's okay to attack an author verbally and be
nasty in their criticism, whether in a private message or anywhere public
online. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and you don't have to like my
work, but remember I am a human being. I have thoughts, feelings, ideas, etc
just like anyone. Giving a negative review of something is fine, but please try
to be constructive in your criticism not destructive.
What
is your favorite Genre and why?
Casey:
Favorite genre to read? Mystery, for sure. I like romance and historical
romance, especially if they have a good mystery to go with them. I like erotica
and erotic romance as long as they are well written and the sex moves the story
along. One thing I don't like is sex being in a story just for the sake of
having a sex scene.
My
favorite genre to write? Anything that's
erotic or has some eroticism to it – erotic suspence, erotic romance, romantic
erotica, etc.
Do
you prefer to write alone or do you like to collaborate with other authors?
Casey:
I've never collaborated with another author before. I'm not sure how I would
like it. I'm not a fan of distractions while I write, so I probably wouldn't
like the collaboration thing, but who knows? I could be wrong.
Do
you ever get writer’s block? If so, how do you get through it?
Casey:
Yes, I do on occasion. I get through it by reading, working on blog posts,
exercise (it's good to get the creative juices flowing). Sometimes just
shutting off for a bit is helpful.
When
you are reading a book, who is your favorite author?
Casey:
There may be too many to name, but I'll try. Jane Austen, Sir Arthur Conan
Doyle, Janet Evanovich, Shelli Stevens, Eden Baylee, Saskia Walker, Edgar Allen
Poe (Yes, I love Poe). That's all I can think of right now.
Do
you come up with the cover or does someone else do it?
Casey:
I have to have some idea of what I would like to see on the cover. If I work
with someone on cover design, this helps them to come up with something.
If
you could change anything in your writing what would that be?
Casey:
Not stressing about it so much. Letting someone else to the promo. Ha,ha.
Seriously though, I have a bit of trouble writing emotions. It would be nice to
be able to that without stressing about it.
What
book if any would you want to be made into a movie?
Casey:
That's a hard one to answer. I would have to say either Ruby Red Metallic (that
might be a fun one for a short film) or Sirus Bandai – The Invisible Bandit.
Who
would you want to play the hero/heroine?
Casey:
I think Catherine Zeta Jones would be a perfect Alaina in Ruby Red Metallic,
and either Natalie Portman or Mila Kunis would be good as Ciara Walker in Sirus
Bandai
Everyone
uses computers, tablets, phones and no one uses handwritten form or
typewriters, what do you prefer to use?
Casey:
I love my laptop, but believe it or not, I still hand write notes and cards to
people. I usually handwrite my story notes and plot notes too.
Is
there a ritual you do everything before you begin your book?
Casey:
Not really. I just make sure I have my bottle water, dictionary, thesaurus,
story notes, and character profiles handy.
What
do you do when you finish your book and turn it in to the editor?
Casey:
You mean after I have a nervous breakdown and eat a gallon of ice cream (ha!)?
Actually, I treat myself with something I love – chocolate! Just a small
amount. I deserve it after tackling the monumental task of writing a book and
having the courage to send it off somewhere. After that, I start working on my
next writing project or promotion ideas for when the book is finally released.
Thanks
for having me on The Indie Book Fairy blog!
Don't
forget – Buy one of my books in October and help kitties because I'm donating
my book royalties for the month to Alley Cat Allies (http://www.alleycat.org) in celebration of
National Feral Cat Day Oct 16th.
Blurb
for Number 69
A matchmaking party was not
Melodie's idea of fun, and wearing vibrating panties was just plain weird. Or
was it?
Should she go to the party? After
all, she just might meet Mr. Right. And if he doesn't show, she has the
vibrating panties to keep things interesting.
Buy links for
Number 69
Amazon:
Smashwords:
Kobo
About
Casey Sheridan
Like most authors, Casey Sheridan began
writing when she was very young. It was later in life when she read her first
piece of erotica and it was on a dare that she wrote her first erotic story.
Casey enjoys writing erotic, fun, and
romantic fiction with unique storylines.
An introvert and lover of chocolate, Casey is happiest when writing. She enjoys reading, listening to music, and watching movies. She loves animals and volunteers to care for a local feral/community kitty pals.
An introvert and lover of chocolate, Casey is happiest when writing. She enjoys reading, listening to music, and watching movies. She loves animals and volunteers to care for a local feral/community kitty pals.
Add your name to Casey's mailing list to
be kept up to date on her latest news and releases: http://eepurl.com/bacS9D
Find her on the Web:
Website: http://www.Casey-Sheridan.com
Twitter:
http://twitter.com/CaseSheridan
Pinterest:
http://pinterest.com/CaseySheridan
Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Casey-Sheridan/e/B004VM05SA/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1366401302&sr=8-1
Authorgraph: http://www.authorgraph.com/authors/casesheridan
Excerpt
"I wonder what this
is," Melodie said as she bent and picked up a cream-colored vellum
envelope with her name and address written across the front in elegant
calligraphy.
She followed her cat, Cecil,
as he silently padded across the ceramic tile floor into the sun-filled
kitchen. The orange tabby jumped onto one of the cushioned stools where he made
himself comfortable, then peered with bright green eyes over the edge of the
tabletop. Melodie set yesterday’s mail on the tall bistro-style table except
for the mysterious envelope.
It looked like an
invitation. She raised a brow and turned the envelope over. No return address
anywhere. Before she could open the envelope, a loud and persistent knock
sounded at her back door.
It had to be Trudy. No one
else would knock so vehemently at this early hour on a Saturday morning.
Melodie rolled her eyes and opened door.
Trudy whirled into the room
like a pint-sized tornado, causing Cecil to jump from the stool and run down
the hall.
"What’s up with
him?" Trudy asked as the cat disappeared around a corner.
Melodie smiled at her
friend’s lack of self-awareness. "He’s running for cover." Trudy gave
her a puzzled look, shrugged, and took the seat vacated by Cecil. She placed
her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her hands, eyeing the envelope
Melodie held. "So, get anything interesting in the mail?"
Melodie’s stomach knotted.
She had been friends with Trudy for a long, long time. Long enough to recognize
the knot of dread in her stomach meant that Trudy was up to something.
She narrowed her eyes.
"Why yes, as a matter of fact, I did." She dangled the envelope
before her friend’s face. "Would you care to explain what this is before I open it?"
Trudy sat ramrod straight
trying to act indignant. "No. I have no idea what you’re talking
about."
"Uh-huh. That’s a crock
of shit. I can't even imagine what you're getting me into."
Melodie tore the envelope
open and pulled out the card. Her eyes widened as she read the elegant script
lettering. "It’s an invitation to a party being held in the Diamond Room
at the Crystal Hotel."
Trudy squealed and clasped
her hands together. "How exciting! The Crystal Hotel? How fancy. You’ll
need to buy a new dress. You can’t go to a party at an upscale hotel in one of
those house mouse dresses you wear that hangs down to your ankles."
Melodie set the invitation
on the table and drummed her fingers on the crisp paper, her back straight and
rigid as she glared at her friend. "What is that remark supposed to
mean?"
Trudy shrugged nonchalantly.
"You know what it means. You wear long, billowy skirts or polyester pants
and shirts buttoned up to your chin. Just because you work in a library doesn’t
mean you have to look like my great-aunt Gertrude."
Melodie gasped. "What?
I do not look like your
great-aunt!"
Trudy laughed and reclined
in her chair. "Oh please! You’re getting there, Melodie. Right down to the
cotton granny panties, antique-looking support bra, and orthopedic shoes. You
even wear your hair in a bun!"
Melodie squared her
shoulders and lifted her chin. "I don’t wear orthopedic shoes. I dress
practical, that’s all. I need to because I deal with the public and sometimes
with children. I’m a librarian, and I’m expected to look like one."
"I’m sorry, Melodie. I
don’t mean to hurt your feelings, but a person can be sexy and sensible. You’re just sensible. You have the potential to be
sexy, but you squash it. I don’t understand why. Besides, you’re going to want
to be sexy for this party. Trust me."
Melodie picked up the
invitation and read it again before turning to her friend. "So you're
saying I’m going to want to dress sexy for this party, huh? Tell me the truth,
Trudy. What do you know about this invitation?"
Trudy folded her hands on
the table in front of her, looking down at them to avoid Melodie’s gaze.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about. What makes you think I know
anything about it?"
Melodie perched on the edge
of a stool, slid the card across the table closer to Trudy, and tapped the
invitation. "You gave yourself away not two seconds ago. I’m supposed to
trust you, remember? I can’t trust you if you’re going to lie." She
pointed at the last line of script. "It says here to RSVP by the ninth, so
I can be sure to receive my ‘vibrating panties’ in time for the party."
At least Trudy had the
decency to look guilty.
"Vibrating panties?
What have you done? You had better tell me the truth this time, Trudy."
Her friend slumped and
sighed in resignation. "Well, you know Stephanie? About a year ago, she
met this super great guy. He’s some kind of engineer or something. Anyway, she
met him at one of these parties. They hit it off right away and have been
seeing one another pretty seriously ever since."
"Okay. So? What am I
doing with an invitation? What do Stephanie and her man have to do with
me?"
"The party is only held
once a year. It’s very exclusive and for singles only. You get a referral from
someone who has been to one of the parties. Soon after, you get an application.
If you pass their qualifications and check out okay, then you get an
invitation. If you don’t pass, you don’t get invited."
Melodie narrowed her eyes
and again drummed her fingers on the table. "I’ve never heard of this
party, and I know I didn’t fill out any application."
Trudy started to fidget in
her seat and wring her hands. "You got a referral from Stephanie, and I
filled out the application for you."
"I knew it!"
Melodie shot off her chair. "I knew you had something to do with this.
Why? Why did you do this? Why are you always doing this to me? What have I ever
done to you? Vibrating panties, of all things. What kind of party is
this?"
Trudy cringed.
"Well..."
"That bad? Is it that bad? What have you gotten me
into?"
"Melodie, please! It’s
not bad. I promise. I did this with the best of intentions."
Melodie shook her head and
rolled her eyes as she folded her arms across her chest. "I’m not going to
any party with vibrating panties. That’s just plain weird."
"I’m sorry I did this
without asking you first or telling you about it, but I knew you would act this
way."
"Humph! How else would
I act? Vibrating panties! I don’t understand why you did this."
Trudy took a deep breath
then let it out in a rush. "I worry about you. You haven’t been out with a
man since-since Paul! I know he hurt you, but you’ve had so much time to get
over him. All you do is work and read those damn romance novels." Trudy’s
gaze raked over Melodie, and her lip curled. "Besides, right now you’re
dressed exactly like my grandmother. No man is going to find that attractive unless
he’s eighty. You need help, a little boost in your self-confidence, and this
party will do just that. It’ll be fun."
Melodie’s arms fell to her
sides, her jaw dropping open. "What do you mean I’m dressed like your
grandmother? I am not!"
"Oh really?" Trudy
hopped off her stool, strode around the table, and grabbed Melodie gruffly by
the hand. She pulled her through the house like a mother with a naughty child.
They entered the brightly
lit master bath. Trudy placed her before the full-length mirror and stood
behind her. "Meet Grandma."
Melodie’s green eyes stared
at her reflection. Slouching white socks and purple fuzzy slippers covered her
feet. She wore dark-green flannel pants that fell to mid calf, no makeup, her
dark auburn hair in rollers, and a floral housecoat.
She brought her fingers to
her lips. "Oh, dear God. You’re right. I’m my grandmother."
"First things first.
This is your Saturday off, right?" At Melodie’s nod, Trudy continued.
"We’ll go shopping. Buy some new sexy things."
"I can’t dress like
that for work. What will Mr. Grimes say?"
Trudy stepped closer and
captured Melodie’s gaze in the mirror. "You don’t have to dress like a
grandmother for work either. Besides, Tad Grimes is a nice-looking, single man.
What can he say? It wouldn’t hurt to attract his attention."
Melodie took a deep breath,
her eyebrows arching up. "I’m not so sure I want to attract any more of
his attention."
"Why not? He’s a hottie
and charming. He has a cute ass too."
She gave her friend a
skeptical look. "I guess."
She had to admit Trudy was
right about Mr. Grimes. He was a
nice-looking man, but he gave her the creeps, but then again, maybe she was
just being oversensitive.
"Look, Melodie. We’ll
start by buying you new underwear. If you wear sexy things, you’ll feel like a
sexy thing." Trudy pressed herself against Melodie’s back, reached around
and cupped Melodie’s large, unbound breasts. "If I had tits this gorgeous,
I’d walk around topless. Now get dressed so we can get started. I’m buying
breakfast."
Thanks for having me! :)
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