Otter Pops and Wesson Oil

Now that I’ve turned in my manuscript for Never Have the Same Sex Twice, I thought I ought to go and adjust my woefully neglected MySpace Page, which permanently says that I’m working on six books at once.

Except, I sort of am.

My fall line-up looks pretty decent. I’ve got some ABC books brewing, and a couple's collection (or two). Shanna Germain and I are working on a top-secret project, a hybrid (if you will) on *lust* and *learning*. I mean *erotica* and *education*. Hmmm... *how to* and *humping*. (Oh, dear god, I’d better stop.) I’m signed for a sequel to Luscious and a new holiday collection and a book about bondage. (Bondage. What’s that? I’ll have to go look on Wikipedia. Oh, wait. That might not be the right link. I wonder how that happened.)

This spring, Smut Girl, otherwise known as Sommer Marsden, and I are going to get all slippery with a box of Otter Pops and some Wesson oil in an inflatable pool… I mean, we’re going to put our heads together and edit an anthology like no other. (Seriously, I don’t think there has ever been one like this before.)

In between, I have a few other tricks tucked under the band of my garters. A few months ago, an irate writer took me to task for doing too much. She chided me for striking while the iron is hot. (Look at me holding a G is for Grudge.) But truly, I’ve wondered about this statement for awhile. Because I have always have worked like this. If you take a peek at the partial biography of my books on my *cough, cough* new Wikipedia page, you’ll see that there have been years when I’ve had multiple novels come out. I’ve always looked at writing as a job. I’m working, you know? I’m not trying to be Anne Tyler (although I don’t mind sitting cheek to cheek with her on shelves every once in awhile, when some careless bookstore clerk forgets I live in the porn section). I’m honestly just a writer who writes. So if I’m striking while the iron is hot, then I’ve been striking that way since 1993.

I think of myself like Holland Taylor, who won an Emmy a few years ago, and quipped, “An overnight sensation,” after decades of hard work in the industry.

So there's my schedule. Now, who wants an Otter Pop?

XXX,
Alison