Feeling Euphoric!!!

Being a self-published author is like riding a rollercoaster. There are ups and downs, twists and loops, and an euphoric feeling of weightlessness. You will laugh and cry and scream at the top of your lungs, but if you can make it through the ride without barfing you’ve won!

One of the best parts is when you get to hold your creation in your hands. After months or years of hard work this package arrives on your doorstep. When you open it you find pages and pages of your blood, sweat, and tears. And if you’re lucky your creation will be wrapped in a breathtaking cover.

I am very lucky! I recently worked with my brilliant designer to redo the covers of Sin for Love and Secrets for Love… I fucking love them and can’t wait to see what my upcoming release Seduction for Love will look like!

To celebrate I have a fun giveaway going on. Check it out here:
Win Some Shit!

And let me know what you think of my new covers 😉

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Sin For Love’s 1 Year Book Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday Sin For Love! Bringing the story of Tessa and Reese into the world completely changed my life, what a wild year it has been.

Here are some of the highlights:

  • We attended the Sin With The Saints Author Signing in August.
  • Your little sister Secrets For Love, Alayna and Marcus’ story, was born on August 28th.
  • You got to play with a bunch of other hot stories in Skip To The Good Part 2.

This year is going to be even more exciting!

Scheduled signings/conventions:

  • Signatures In Salt Lake on May 9th.
  • On The Border Book Bash in San Diego on May 30th.
  • Penned Con in St. Louis on June 25th.

A new book:

  •  Seduction For Love, Sam and Myles’ story, is coming this summer.

And much more to come…


This is a little unedited snip from Seduction For Love that I wrote today:
I knew I was playing a dangerous game, one that didn’t guarantee a winner. But I couldn’t just sweep the pieces back into the box and set it on the shelf to collect dust. I had to let the pieces keep moving, even the one I didn’t know was lurking in the shadows.

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Claudia’s Brain Barf…

Blog blog blob lob lalalalalala looney!!!

That is how I feel every time I start to think about what I should put on here. A while ago I promised myself (and others) that I would post more often blah blah blah blah… to make a long stupid story short – it hasn’t happened.
I think I just lost five minutes of my life, The Big Bang Theory is very distracting… but watching Wolowitz scream like a little girl was totally worth it.
Ok back to this blogging thing that I just can’t seem to do regularly… do they make fiber for blogs? Or something to make me more regular? Maybe I can pick it up on ebay… brb.
I’m back from ebay… no such thing as fiber for blogging so I guess I’ll just have to push myself to do this thing.

Are you still with me? Is anyone even reading this shit? Maybe if there were more people reading this I would blog more? Maybe if I blogged more I would have more readers?

Okay that was fucking whiney. I don’t like whiney… I like wine, it is so yummy!
FOCUS CLAUDIA!!!

I suppose you are getting a glimpse into what it is like to live in my brain. Scary right? That is what blogging is all about though isn’t it? Just barfing your brain onto the screen for all the world to read. I hope you are enjoying my brain barf.

If you made it this far I should reward you with something important, poignant, amazing, or cool. Hmmmmm…

Last weekend we were vacationing in Lava Hot Springs Idaho. We go every year around this time to sit in the hot pots, gorge ourselves on Pad Thai from the best restaurant ever, and drink in a dive bar. But this year it was different. The restaurant was closed for the weekend, the bar was packed, and I met a stranger who knew me better than I know myself most of the time.

We were walking back from the bar, and I’d had enough Old Fashioned’s to skip down the street singing about my new found love for whiskey, when we were approached by a woman on the street. She told us that she was in a class and her assignment was to complement people. When she asked if she could complement us I thought she would comment on my hair or eyes like most people do… Instead she looked deep into my eyes, like she was looking into my soul, and told me things about myself that we had just been talking about at the bar! She talked for about ten minutes, mostly about how I was too critical of myself and didn’t give myself the credit I deserved.

I walked away with full body chills… believing I had just met an angel. She inspired me to pay more attention to how I treat myself. I picked up a journal tonight in the hopes that it will help me grow.

Stay tuned to the Claudia’s Brain channel… Some big news is coming soon!

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Four Secrets to my Writing Process (blog hop)

I was tagged in this blog hop by my writing buddy Drew Gerken… Thanks dude!

I’m going to keep this short and sweet because I’ve got to get some fucking writing done tonight!

Q1: What are you working on?

Right now I’m working on Untitled (Fortune For Love #2) and have about 8k words down.  It is a story that is in the same group of friends as my debut novel Sin For Love but instead of Reese & Tessa the main characters are Marcus & Alayna (Tessa’s little sister).  It will be a new spin on Beauty And The Beast but it doesn’t follow the story exactly, just little nods to it here and there.  Definitely not your mother’s fairy tale.  There will be sex, and lots of it.

I never planned it this way but S4L turned into a bit of a Cinderella story so I’ve decided to do that with all 4 in this series, make them roughly based on fairy tales.

Q2: How does your work differ from others in the genre?

wow that is a loaded question.  I wrote Sin For Love for me.  I wanted to write a book that had in it what I wanted to read.  And I wanted something that didn’t follow the formula for a Romance/Erotica book.  I also feel that I have a good mix of hot sex, angst, and laughs.  I write about strong female characters who don’t apologize for who they are and are not broken.  They submit but dominate at the same time.  I guess you could say they top from the bottom.

Q3: Why do you write what you write?

I write what I write because it is what I want to write.  It gets my heart beating fast and makes me feel what my characters are feeling… ahhh the feels!  I write what I write because my characters are real people and their stories need to be told.  I write what I write because it turns me on.

Q4: How does your writing process work?

There are plotters and there are pantsers… I am a Plantser.  I have a basic plot that is outlined to help me get from point A to point B.  However, like I mentioned earlier my characters are REAL and they have stories to tell so they usually run amuck and that is where the best parts come from.  For example I never planned on having Reese practice his baseball swing on some fucking asshole’s kneecaps but it happened and it was amazing.

The Hop

I’m supposed to pass the torch on to keep this fire burning…

Emily R. Pearson

Emily is my twinner in every sense other than when we were born.  We both wrote our debut novels during NaNoWriMo of 2013 and released the same day.  That is not where the similarities end and I feel that I’ve found a sister for life 🙂  Check out her novel Moving Forward.

 

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Sin For Love is LIVE!

I can’t seem to find the right words to express what I am feeling right now, it is very surreal.  It is as if I am dreaming and I know I will wake up soon.  I don’t want the dream to end… This perfect little dream where a shit-ton of hard work has led me to accomplish what I never really thought was possible.  But I plotted, wrote, revised, cried, laughed, and cursed (a lot) to get here.  I pushed that big scary publish button that has stolen many nights worth of sleep from me.  

Tessa and I have been celebrating and enjoying Tequila-O’s all night and she has something she wants to say… “There is something you should know about me by now; I loved sex.  I wasn’t a whore and I didn’t fuck just anyone.  I had my standards, and they were quite high, thank you very much.”

Thank you to everyone who put up with me over the past few months… I’m ready to start #2! *insert evil laugh*

Pick up a copy of Sin For Love:

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00IZS052W
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00IZS052W
Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B00IZS052W
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sin-for-love-claudia-bradshaw/1118887339?ean=9781496092083

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Sin For Love Chapter 1 – If you don’t want to get wet, get the hell out of the strip club.

“Tessa”

Two-thirds of the way through my solo dance, I spread my arms out, threw my head back, and pressed my chest up to the sky.  Then it hit me—the rush of freezing water that came night after night. It felt like knives making little cuts all over my body. It was the money shot—the one that earned enough to pay my rent.  God, I loved this job. And what wasn’t to love? I got to dance.  I got an amazing workout that kept me flexible and toned.  Plus, I got paid—a lot—to do it.

I was lucky enough to be a headliner at The Happy Valley Cabaret, where the women were beautiful, the men were respectful, and the house was always packed.  Our goal was to bring fantasies to life, so the water we used for this set was kept freezing cold on purpose.  The colder the water, the faster my nipples would harden into peaks and show through my soaked white tank top.

Earlier in my dance, I’d stripped out of my short plaid miniskirt and was now dressed in only my thin shirt, lacy black thong, thigh-high white stockings, and black high heels.  I had been a crowd favorite ever since I’d found the loophole that allows me to dance without pasties covering my nipples.  My loophole hole—get a super-thin white tank top wet and it looks like you don’t have anything on at all.

The Happy Valley was a classy joint, so I didn’t have to do the work of collecting my tips when I was done; we had The Kittens to do that for us.  They walked around the tables during the show and picked up all the tips.  They got a decent cut and I always made sure to take care of my girls.

When my solo was over, I would be done dancing on stage for the night, and I was glad because my muscles burned. Perfectly timed with the last beat of the song, I bent over and flipped my wet hair at the audience, spraying water on the first few rows of tables before the lights went out.

The DJ came on over the loudspeaker and the crowd went wild.  “That made it a whole lot hotter in here! Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for the amazingly talented Rain!”

After stepping backstage, I peeled my wet clothes off, warmed up in the heated towel that was always waiting for me, and combed through my hair.  I changed into our offstage uniform of a black silk robe so short that it fell to the top of my thighs and my matching high-heel slippers.  Then I walked out of the side stage exit and made my way through the crowded tables to the bar on the other side of the lounge.  Sam was tending bar tonight, and I knew she would take good care of me.

“Hey there, sexy lady!  Great show tonight!  I need to remember not to watch your solo. I almost dropped a new fucking bottle of whiskey when that water hit you!”  she said while placing a shot of Jose and a slice of lime in front of me.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I said. Then I winked at her and took the shot, feeling the burn slide down my throat before sucking on the slice of lime.

I loved Tequila-O’s—you know, those mini orgasms you get when Jose goes down on you, sends mini lightning strikes straight to your nipples, and makes your clit throb.

When the tingle had subsided, I slammed my hand down on the bar and yelled down to the other end of the bar, “Give me another Tequila-O, Sam!”

She laughed and held up a finger to let me know that it would be just a minute while she finished making drinks for the bachelor party that was in full swing.

After she filled all of their orders, she poured me another shot, but instead of setting it down on the bar, she held it out for me.  I reached for the shot but she didn’t let go right away.

Sam leaned toward me, looked me right in the eye, and said, “Rain, if you’d ever give me the chance, I would give you all the O’s you could handle.”

It was times like this that I hated my ‘no sex with coworkers’ rule.  Why the fuck did I ever make that stupid rule?  Oh yeah, because if I hadn’t, I probably would have screwed every man and woman I worked with.  Sam was so beautiful, with her long brown hair and tight body. If I had met her anywhere else, I would have jumped right into bed with her.  But when I first came to the Happy Valley and saw all of the women who had sex rolling off of them and the male bouncers whose muscles just screamed multiple orgasms, I’d made a hasty commitment to myself that I would not fall into bed with a coworker.  A promise is a promise.  I always kept them—even the ones I made to myself.

I was sure Sam could see the war that was waging in my head while I forced myself to remember the promise.

“Hey, it is cool, Rain.  I remember and respect your choice.  Just know that the offer stands.” She poured me another shot and walked away to take care of the line that had formed at the bar.

I took my time with Jose, letting him take me to Tequila-O Land two more times while telling myself that I needed to get laid soon before I risked breaking my promise.  Maybe I’d have to send Jay a text later and see if he was in town.  He hadn’t been at the club for a few weeks now.  I mentally patted myself on the back for not adding the people I met while at work to my no-sex rule.

I heard the drums start to boom and I knew it was time for Ginger to start her solo.  She was one of my favorites to watch, and I had learned so much from her since I’d started dancing.  She had a Jane of the Jungle theme this month, complete with animal noises, a huge python, and a vine to swing from.  It was really going well.  I turned around to watch her, but what I found instead was someone watching me.

He was leaning up against the railing that overlooked the floor full of tables. While everyone else was staring at the stage he was staring at me.  I let my eyes roam over him as he stood about fifteen feet away from me.  He was wearing a black leather motorcycle jacket over a simple gray t-shirt, black jeans, and black boots.  He must have been just over six feet tall and his shirt and jacket weren’t doing much to disguise what had to be an amazing body.

How is this shit even legal?  I thought to myself.  Shouldn’t he have to carry a badge or at least come with a warning that looking at him would lead to a bunch of conditionsincreased heart rate, shallow breathing, panting like a dog, and instantly wet panties?

The drums for Ginger’s dance were pounding in my ears, and I swear they were speeding up to match my quickly increasing heart rate.  When my gaze came back up to his face, I felt a sucker-punch to the chest that knocked the breath out of me.  His eyes locked on to mine and it was like he was laying me open in front of him, like I couldn’t hide any part of myself from him.  I had never felt so naked in my entire life even though I took off all of my clothes in front of a crowd four nights a week.

“Fuck me,” I sighed under my breath.

I felt a large hand rest on my shoulder and it made me jump almost out of my skin.  I let my eyes follow the curve of a very muscular arm up to find one of the bouncers staring down at me.

“Oh, sweetheart, you know I would if it weren’t for your dumb-ass rule,” DaShaun said while wagging his eyebrows at me and laughing heartily.

When I first started at The Happy Valley, I had quickly established my ‘Money & Honey Don’t Mix’ rule.  While most of the staff had just laughed and gone on with their business, there were a few who had felt that it was their duty to tease me relentlessly.  The worst offenders were Sam and DaShaun.

“Hey, Rain, you all right?”  DaShaun’s eyebrows wrinkled together in confusion when I didn’t have a comeback right away.

I looked back to where Mr. Fuck-Me-Please had been only to find an empty space.  Where had he gone?  I looked out over the tables, searching for him, but didn’t see him anywhere.

Turning back to DaShaun, I lied, “Yeah, I’m good. Just a bit tired.  Glad I have tomorrow night off.”

“Do you need a ride home?  We could play house. You’d be the door and I’d slam you,” he said with a smirk.

“How about we play butcher? You be the meat and I will cut you,” I replied with a huge, somewhat crazy grin.

DaShaun put both hands up and started backing away from me. “Uh, I think I hear someone starting a fight. I better go break it up.”

“Pussy!” I yelled at him after he had turned on his heel and quickly walked away.  His hand shot up in the air to flip me off.

 “Reese”

When one of the guys at the shop told me about The Happy Valley, I figured it would be a good distraction from life and give me an outlet to unwind.  But as soon as she burst onto the stage, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.  It was true that her tight body made my dick twitch.  But it was the way she moved, like she was on fire, and the heat in her eyes that made me crave more.

I had to know who she was and what it would take to have her.  For the next few nights, I sat in the back of the club, watching her dance.  Imagining how my name would sound on her lips when I was inside her.  I thought about her lips a lot, especially how they made the perfect shape when she shuddered after taking a shot of tequila.

After watching the water crash down on her night after night, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I had to touch her to end this sweet torture, so I crept out of the corner that I had been hiding in and reserved a table in front of the stage.

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You can’t keep a bad ass bitch down!

So yea I fucking suck at keeping this blog up to date.  But I’m making a new promise to myself to make an effort so here goes…

These past few weeks have been completely crazy and it is only the beginning!  Crazy? I was crazy once…

I came down with the flu and that led to pneumonia.  I was so ill that at one point I was ready to die and during a delirious bath I had thought to myself “yea I’m good… I’ve had a good run.”  Good News – I didn’t die!  Fuck you Pneumonia, you can’t keep a bad ass bitch down!!!

I worked furiously to get Sin For Love ready to go to my editor on time, she started working on it yesterday and true to form I am going crazy obsessing over it.  Stalking her FB/GR updates is totally normal right?  I’m also currently sitting by the front door waiting for FedEx to deliver my first edition hardcover copy that I had made just for me.

January 30th was the Sin For Love Cover Reveal – How the fuck did I not post about this???  *kicks own shin*  I am so totally in love with this cover, it is absolute perfection!  In just under 20 days I’ll hit the publish button and share Tessa & Reese’s story with the world!

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Add Sin For Love (Fortune For Love #1) to your Goodreads TBR list.

Last night I played a game of Scrabble with my daughter… I just have to share because I’m so happy for her creative (aka dirty) vocab. She did a little dance when she had the tiles to play Rapevan.  #dontplaybytherules #itallstartedwithclit #teenagehumor

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