BEA and NYC, here I come!

That alphabet soup means I'm signing books at the Book Expo America in New York City. I'll be at the EC booth (Ellora's Cave) at the early hour of 9 AM on Saturday, so if you're in the Big Apple area, stop by and say hello! There are lots of free books being given out...(how's that for a carrot to bring you in?!).

Play safe :)
Diana

email issues...again

If you are trying to email me, it's quite possible your note came back to you with a note stating "that mailbox is unavailable." I don't know what's going on, but I'm not getting any email today at dianahunter.net.

So if you sent me something and it didn't work, try mysticsub1616@yahoo.com as a temporary fix.

Sorry for the inconvenience!

Diana

Go Spring!

Going on record as saying Spring is my favorite season. Between the fresh new colors that seem to pop out of the ground between one day and the next, the warmth of the sun that's shifted and heading north, the brilliant vibrancy of the shoots of winter wheat pushing through the dirt to start their short lives, so much of nature assaults the senses and reminds us that life renews.

Really, its no wonder that our grandmothers partook in spring cleaning. Dusting out the musty detritus of winter and polishing the woodwork until it gleamed in the new sun, shaking out the rugs and sweeping out the rooms all went hand-in-hand with spring and fresh starts. Every year I say I'll do the same, but because of my daytime employment, can only tackle the job piecemeal. One day this room,

Flowers in my backyard 

a week later, that one. Or the garden today and the garage next weekend. I look forward to retirement, if for no other reason, but that I'll have time to properly spring clean for perhaps the first time in my life.

As for writing...I can feel it coming on. For all of March and most of April, writing was so far down my list of priorities, I barely saw it down there near the bottom of the list.

But now it's May and Spring is here. I can look up from my tasks and pack some of them away with the winter clothes. I wore sandals for the first time yesterday and got out T-shirts today. My house is a mess with the breaking up of two households (at the same time after just having broken up my parents' in December) but the breeze coming in through the window is freshening and I can sit in the sun and warm my heart.

Play safe!
Diana

PS. Don't forget Diamond Submission came out this week!

New Release!

Yes, yes, and YES! Diamond Submission is now for sale at Ellora's Cave!

I got the idea for this longish short story back in August when I realized Sarah and Phillip Townshend's tenth-year anniversary was coming up. They're the stars of Secret Submission, my very first published book. Their story continues in Submission Revealed, although that book takes place only a few weeks after the first. The couple make a cameo appearance in Services Rendered, but I wanted to know how they were doing ten years into a Master/slave relationship. I asked them...and they answered!

Turns out, like many marriages after such a length of time, the two of them were finding that their lives had become...comfortable...predictable...You know...boring. They'd explored all their limits, played nearly every sex game there was and, while still very much in love, sex didn't hold the special sparkle it once did.

The two of them looked to me to solve their problem...and I happily helped them out. Here's the blurb:

Sarah knows her marriage is in trouble. She hasn’t called her husband “Master” in ages and he hasn’t corrected her at all. As their ten-year anniversary approaches, she has to decide if her life would be better off with him – or without him.

Phillip wants to mark their ten-year anniversary with something special and figures he can spice up their marriage at the same time. Sex with his wife has gotten formulaic and stale.

And when he finds his answer, these two will never look at a diamond ring quite the same way again!

And here's an excerpt:

She looked beautiful hanging there. Her straight brown hair still curled at her shoulders, although gray had started to show at her temples. He’d forbidden her to color it, liking the way it looked.

Truth be told, however, there was some vanity in his preference for her hair’s natural colors. With his own going gray much faster than hers, he didn’t want her looking too much younger than he.

She still held the same trim figure she’d had when they met. Eating right and having good genes helped them both. So did their membership to the Y. She was a strong swimmer, his Sarah.

His slave, he corrected as he leaned against the doorframe and watched her. Her eyes were closed, although he doubted she slept. When she shifted position, balancing her weight on one foot, he knew she was awake.

Still, his intent wasn’t to startle her, so he backed up and made some noise coming down the hall. As expected, her eyes were open this time. She didn’t speak, but her gaze seemed troubled.

He reached through the bars and snagged her nipple, keeping his eyes on her to gauge her reactions as he fingered it. She remained silent, only giving a little sigh. When he pinched, hard, the look was annoyance quickly masked.

Double damn. He was out of touch with what she wanted and needed. How had they let this happen?

And, more importantly, could they salvage it?

Diamond Submission is Book #4 in the Journey to Submission series and is on sale now at Ellora's Cave. Happy reading!

And play safe :)

Diana