Mia Is Alive With The Sound Of Music

            Recently, I spent a great deal of time working on a personal playlist for my new website.  First of all, let me just say, I didn’t realize how difficult this endeavor would be.  My musical tastes vary, and I have days—yes, days!—worth of music in my iPod.  I admit it…

So, it took me an insane amount of time just to narrow the list down to a manageable number.  But then came the hard part.  I started adding songs to the actual playlist online…and I kept adding…and adding some more.  In the end, I overshot the number of songs I had planned to use by, well by, too many to mention.

            Stressed out, I started asking myself, “Why this song?” or “Why that one?”.  Well, that was pointless.  How could I eliminate the song with a special meaning or the song with the funny story?  What about the one that described the person I am?  What about the one that describes the person I hope to be as I grow and age?  And, I shouldn’t forget the one I love to sing while driving or the one that I dance around my kitchen to.  Yep, this was so not happening.  Nuh uh.  No way, no how.

            Whoa! Hold your horses.  Did I seriously say ‘nuh uh’?  No, that would make me sound like a child who plugged her ears with her fingers, closed her eyes, and ignored her mother who told her to take out the trash.

            I promise that I do not look like this…

(No, I am not Veruca Salt, and I was not in Willy Wonka.  Oh, and I don’t want a golden goose, daddy!)

But, as usual, I digress.

          Obviously, I had to eliminate songs but how could I do it?  Draw straws?  Flip a coin?  What about a counting rhyme? 

Yeah, those ideas would really work…Not!  If I did that, it wouldn’t be a good representation of who I am which would make the whole thing pointless.  After a little deliberation—okay a lot—I decided to break the music down into categories.  The list I came up with…

1.      Naughty Songs for my dirty mind.

2.      Meaningful songs that touch my heart and soul.

3.      Fun songs that make me sing loud, dance goofily, and giggle like crazy.

Wow, I did it.  Now we are getting somewhere, right?  Nope.  I got too into the whole ‘choosing by listening’ process.  I spent some serious time singing and be-bopping which put me way behind.  Hey, in my defense, I’m a music fiend because…

 Eventually, I gave up and just weeded through the list four or five times until I hit the magic number.  Here is what I ended up with…

1.   Naughty Songs:

• Candyman by Christina Aguilera – One of my favorite lyrics of all time…”He’s a one stop shop, makes my cherry pop.”  
•  Cherry Pie by Warrant – I think this is self explanatory.  
•  Pour Some Sugar On Me by Def Leppard – This is a fun driving song…and it is dirty.  Double duty. 
•  Raise Your Glass by P!nk – This song is the anthem to all those ‘dirty little freaks’ like me. 
•  Dirty Little Thing by Adelitas Way – Another great driving song that I put on repeat while winding around back country roads. 
•  Dirrrty by Christina Aguilera – I was a teen during the Bubble Gum Pop era, and this song was so taboo.  Needless to say, I snuck around to listen to it—a lot. 
• S & M by Rihanna – This song contains one of my motto’s ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but chains and whips excite me.” 
•  U + Ur Hand by P!nk – How could I not love a song about masturbation? 

2.   Meaningful Songs:

• Fighter by Christina Aguilera – I went through a lot to become the person I am today, and this song reminds me that every battle only made me stronger. 
• Beautiful by Christina Aguilera – To me, this song is one that everyone should kno, embrace, and love. ( I promise to not get my soap box out.) 
•  F**kin’ Perfect by P!nk – I have a soft spot for P!nk and an even softer spot for songs with this kind of uplifting message. 
•  This I Promise You by NSYNC – Reminds me of my wonderful, loving husband. 
•  Fireflies by Faith Hill – Reminds me of someone I love more than life itself.
• Wasted by Carrie Underwood – The message behind this song relates to the reason I followed my dreams to write in the first place. “I don’t wanna spend my life, waiting to wake up one day and find that I’ve let all those years go by wasted.” 
•  Concrete Angel by Martina McBride – When this song came out, I sat down at a table and wrote a short story about child abuse.  This was the first true piece of writing I had ever written outside of school. 
•  Tonight I Wanna Cry by Keith Urban – This song inspired my first romance short story. 
•  We Danced by Brad Paisley – This is Jaycee, Gray, and Cade’s song. It makes my heart happy.

3.   Fun Songs:

• Two Princes by Spin Doctors – When I was younger, I  sang this song every day for a year.  It brings up such happy memories. 
•  You Can’t Touch This by MC Hammer – Just because it makes me laugh. 
•  Ironic by Alanis Morissette – One of my favorite songs to sing.  By the way, it is so true! 
•  Girls Just Want To Have by Cyndi Lauper – It’s a girlie song that I’ve always loved to dance to. 
•  Honey, I’m Home by Shania Twain – I love to say, “Honey, I’m home. I’ve had a hard day. Pour me a cold one, and, oh by the way…” when I walk in the house.  It is a running joke.

            If you want to hear the actual songs, you can hear them on the “Fun Stuff” section of my website at http://www.miaashlinn.com/FunStuff.html.  Hope you have a magical, musical day! 

Love and cherries,

-Mia

Destined To Be Three Excerpts Available!

STORY EXCERPT

Someone approached Jaycee from behind. Damn, she wasn’t in the mood for some cheesy pickup line in this seedy bar. She whirled around, ready to tell someone off, but stopped short. Two sinfully good-looking men with dark hair and bedroom eyes stood side by side, their arrogance rolling off them in waves.

The short, stocky man smiled at her with a smile that could melt the panties off of most grown women. He looked like a man who knew what a woman wanted and exactly how to give it to her.

Turning, Jaycee sized up the taller man. He was quieter, far more serious. His face was harsher, and his eyes were harder. Single women dreamed of taming a man like him.

It was too damn bad they left her ice-cube cold.

The cowboy with the award-winning smile leaned toward her, pressing her back against the filthy counter. She ignored the discomfort, preparing to give him the tongue-lashing he deserved, when he spoke. “My name’s Tommy. This here’s Judd. I just thought you should know our names since you’re gonna be screaming ’em later.”

Wow. Jaycee stared at him dumbfounded, unsure of what to say. It took her a moment to recover. Opening her mouth to blast them, she noticed two more men striding toward her, purpose filling their every step.

Her heart raced, the blood pounding through her veins at a pace that rivaled a horse in the Kentucky Derby.

She wasn’t sure what caused the spike in her heart rate. Was it seeing them for the first time in years? Was it that they were headed toward her? Or, was it the chill that shot down her spine, raising the hair on her arms? No way was she hanging around to find out.

Jaycee gave the egotistical cowboy a shove before scooting around him and his cohort in crime. Then she made a break for the door.

Before she took her fifth step, a large hand landed on her arm and wrenched her around, exerting enough pressure to maintain control without hurting.

Cade. There hadn’t been any doubt that he would be the one to come after her. Of the two men, Cade was more dangerous to her, and they knew it. He knew exactly how to handle her. He snuck under her radar, pushed her into a corner, and then pounced. She preferred to deal with Gray. He was good at pissing her off, and she held her own when she was pissed.

Fuck, this was really, really bad.

“Dance with me, darlin’.”

No, that couldn’t happen. Jaycee knew better than to go on that dance floor and step into his strong arms, press her body up against his, and sway to the music. Her head told her she shouldn’t let her arms snake up his chest and wind around his neck, and he mustn’t be allowed to lock his arms behind her waist so he could hold her close. But that wasn’t what her heart told her.

Cade tipped Jaycee’s head back with his index finger. She looked up—and up—until her eyes reached his face. Involuntarily, she drank in his handsome features. She started with his tousled strawberry-blond hair, lowering her gaze to his green eyes, prominent nose, and the dimples on each side of his mouth. She saved his sexy lips for last.

Oh, how she loved those lips. When they’d been younger, she’d loved to stroke his bottom lip with her fingers. He always responded with a sly smile followed by a nip or a lick that left them wanting since they never followed through with a kiss.

Without conscious thought, Jaycee brushed her index finger across his bottom lip as she’d done a million times before. When it dawned on her what she was doing, she recoiled and jerked her hand back. Cade’s face fell, but he quickly masked it with a smile.

“Darlin’, that was not a request,” he informed her with a twinkle in his green eyes. He grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the hardwood floor in the middle of the bar. She was pretty sure it wasn’t supposed to be an actual dance floor, but he obviously didn’t care.

When he reached his destination, Cade stopped, and just as she had imagined, he pulled her close and started dancing. The lack of music didn’t intimidate him in the least. He swayed back and forth, leading her around in a circular motion.

Cade didn’t speak, and neither did she.

The contented feeling she’d always experienced in his or Gray’s presence filled her senses. She closed her eyes and relished this moment, knowing that when he stopped, he would go. Cade had Gray, just as he’d wanted. There was no room for her.

ADULT EXCERPT

Sitting back in his chair, Gray watched Cade stand up and skirt around the kitchen table before kneeling at his feet. Cade smiled up at him naughtily and said, “Breakfast time.”

Cade unsnapped Gray’s jeans then lowered the zipper and parted the material. With a lick of his lips, Cade pulled Gray’s engorged cock out of his pants and guided it to his mouth. He sucked the head of Gray’s dick inside, twirling his tongue around it.

Gray groaned as Cade’s teeth grazed the sensitive skin. “I thought you were hungry, damn it.”

Cade smiled around Gray’s cock and nodded his head.

“Well, so am I,” Gray ground out in frustration. He pushed his painfully hard cock all the way into Cade’s sweltering mouth slowly, inch by fucking inch, until the head pressed against the soft spot at the back of his throat. Gray grabbed Cade’s head in a firm grip, denying him any movement. He pulled out of Cade’s wet mouth then slid back in.

Cade cupped Gray’s balls and rolled them in one hand while his other hand dropped between his own legs to palm his jean-covered cock. He moaned around Gray’s dick, the vibrations driving Gray closer to the edge.

Blood pounded through Gray’s veins, racing through his body and heading straight for his throbbing cock. His hips turned into pistons, allowing him to plunge faster and deeper, his thrusts becoming more forceful. He face fucked his lover ruthlessly until his dick swelled, nearly doubling in size. A tingle ran down his spine and his balls drew up, ready for an explosive release.

“Oh, hell,” Jaycee gasped from the doorway with a mischievous smile. She dropped a bag of groceries on the tile and sauntered toward them, her hips swaying seductively with each step she took.

Jaycee touched Gray’s bicep, coasting her hand up his arm to his shoulder. She moved in behind his chair and leaned down, kissing the side of his neck sweetly. She slid her hands over his shoulders and down the front of his chest, kneading his muscles as she went.

Nibbling Gray’s flesh, Jaycee made a pathway to his ear. “It’s fucking hot to watch Cade suck your cock. It makes me so damn horny,” she whispered sultrily, pausing long enough to lick the shell of his ear with her soft tongue. “If one of you touched my pussy right now, I would come fast and hard—like Cade is about to make you.”

Gray groaned and gripped Cade’s reddish-colored hair tightly in his fist, using the strands to angle his head back. His hips surged forward, burying his cock deep inside Cade’s mouth, and he came with a shout as his body jerked. His cum burst from his dick, flooding Cade’s sexy mouth.

Cade closed his forest-green eyes and licked his lips. “Mmmm.”

Blowing in Gray’s ear, Jaycee murmured, “He loves your cum, Gray. It tastes so fucking good.” She grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. “I love the way it feels in my mouth.”

Gray turned his head and kissed Jaycee quickly but hungrily. Ripping his defiant lips from hers, he growled, “You’re so spanked.”

Jaycee grinned wickedly and said, “You’re so fucked.”

Gray shook his head in amusement, pulling his softened cock from Cade’s mouth. He bent over and kissed Cade, tasting the mixture of his cum with the natural flavor of Cade’s mouth. He covered Cade’s hand with his own, grinding the palm against the hard ridge of Cade’s cock.

“Fuck.” Cade hissed and shuddered as he orgasmed, his cum wetting the front of his jeans.

Jaycee strolled around the chair, glancing at Gray’s already-rebounding cock then the damp spot on Cade’s jeans. “My turn, boys,” she purred and stripped off her clothes.

Gray and Cade got to their feet, tearing at their clothes until they were naked and aroused.

A very nude, very sexy Jaycee swept all the cups and plates on the table onto the floor then crawled on top of it. Turning, she faced them and opened her legs.

“See how wet I am for you two?” She sighed, dipping her finger into her cunt then pulling it right back out. She held her hand up where they could see her wet finger perfectly.

“Jaycee Elizabeth,” Gray growled, advancing on her.

Cade moved around the other side and climbed onto the table behind her. He brushed her hair aside, his lips descending to the curve of her neck. Pressing small kisses to her skin, Cade’s arms snaked around her chest, and he palmed her breasts.

She arched her back with a moan. “Cade.”

Gray closed in on her, capturing her wrist and pulling it toward his awaiting mouth. Without taking his eyes off her face, he licked her juices off her finger, one swipe at a time.

She whimpered, her eyes locked to his lips. “Gray.”

“We’re hungry, sweetheart,” Gray told her, watching as her eyes widened. “Feed us.”

Instead of letting her ask, he led her hand between her gorgeous legs and placed it on her pussy. “Fuck yourself,” he ordered gruffly. “We want you for dessert.”

Cade lifted up, looking over her shoulder, without releasing her breasts from his hands. “I love dessert, darlin’.”

Jaycee leaned back into Cade with a sigh and shoved two fingers inside her saturated cunt. Thrusting her hand in and out, she finger fucked herself urgently.

Within seconds, her body tightened up and her eyes closed, concentration etched on her face.

“Stop,” Gray commanded gutturally.

Immediately, she stopped and opened her eyes slowly, revealing the lusty blue depths. “I was so fucking close, Gray.”

“Just a minute, sweetheart,” Gray whispered soothingly. “Give me your hand.”

She held her hand out to him, and he clasped it with a smile, moving it to her shoulder. He and Cade lowered their mouths, each of them sucking one finger inside. At the same time, Gray plunged three fingers inside her slick pussy.

Jaycee screamed.

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Happy Valentine's Day To Me!

Since it is Valentine's Day,  I will keep this post short and sweet.  I just received a wonderful present...the link to my first ever book!  Destined To Be Three (Sweet Serenity 1) is now available for pre-order at Siren Publishing. 

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-Mia

Destined To Be Three Blurb Revealed!

      Seeking change, Jaycee Dalton takes a huge gamble with a life-altering game of “Truth or Dare.” 

     Jaycee’s innocuous dare lands her on the doorstep of a mysterious fortune teller who throws her a curveball that shakes her to the core:  The two loves of her life are coming for her.  She wanted change, and she was about to get it.

     Grayson Blakemore and Cade McCoy have a love that most people only dream of, but they are missing one pivotal piece - Jaycee.  Tired of living half lives, Gray and Cade concoct a scheme with her friends to win her back. 

     Shamelessly exploiting the dare she is taking, Gray and Cade kidnap Jaycee and prove that love is more than just playing sexy games.  When Jaycee discovers their devious plot, will she feel betrayed or will she turn the tables on them and play a game of her own?

My First Book Cover

I received my first book cover ever! 

So, here it is....

(drumroll)

Destined To Be Three is the first book in the Sweet Serenity series from 

Siren Publishing. 

The book is tentatively scheduled for February 23, 2012.  

I will continue to keep you all posted as information becomes available. 

Thank you Jinger Heaston for the beautiful cover!

I feel so blessed!

-Mia

Inspiration In The Fast Lane

            Hi everyone! It’s me again, Mia. I have been a very bad blogger, and I hope you will find it in your wonderful hearts to forgive me. If not, I am sure someone can find a whip to punish me. Naughty, naughty Mia!

Onto today’s actual blog…

            A couple of days ago, I realized that I hadn’t had a “me” day in awhile. With the holiday and edits, I just hadn’t found the time. So, I jump in my car and took off for the mountains. I hadn’t been driving for long when my brain started racing with the plot for a new story. (Keep in mind, this plot is not going to happen in the next book…or the next book….or even the next book. Those are already in the works in my mind.)

See, when I drive, I always have some sort of “Eureka!” moment. Always, always, always. I plot all of my stories in the car, and when I am blocked, I write the scenes in my head while I drive. I end up either yapping into the Dragon app in my iPhone or I pull over on the side of the road. The people who pass me probably think I am one strange cookie because I grab my handy-dandy notebook and write furiously for however long it takes me…yes, sometimes, it takes a while.

But, I digress…

This mini-trip raised a question in my mind that many people ask writers, “What inspires you when you write?” Well, my answer is, I have no clue!

Is it the scenery? Maybe.

Is it the music blaring out of my radio? Could be.

Is it the lull of the car? Possibly.

Is it that I am relaxed because I am behind the wheel? Perhaps.

No matter what brings on my inspirational surges, it works for me and that’s what is important. So, my question for each of you on this fine Sunday morning, “What inspires you?”

- Mia

“The best time for planning a book is while you're doing the dishes.” - Agatha Christie

A little treat for me…

         

This would help my inspiration process even more, baby!

A little treat for you…

He is in deep thought about what inspires him...

Extra! Extra! Read All About It!!!

In August of this year, I woke up to a reality that said to me, “If you want it, you must do it.”  For as long as I can remember, all I have ever wanted was to be three things: a wife, a mother, and a writer.  I had achieved the first two so I realized that it was time to go for gold.  No more waiting.  No more worrying.  Just doing it. 

When I say that I woke up, I don’t mean that in the literal sense.  LOL. I mean that an epiphany struck from nowhere, stealing my breath and shaking me awake.  I didn’t want to spend my whole life not taking a chance on my dreams just to protect myself from the things that scared me.  It would be far worse to be the little old lady in a rocking chair on the front porch mumbling about the what-ifs.  Honestly, I was petrified.  This possible future scared me far more than taking the actual risk.

I don’t believe in regrets.  At all.  Nor do I believe in changing the past.  Life is a gift that we only get one shot at it.  It is for living – not in the past, but in the present.  After lots of soul searching, I accepted that this is the only thing that I knew for sure I would regret if I didn’t take the leap.  So, I jumped. 

Yesterday, I found out that my dreams are coming true.  My first story has been accepted for publication by Siren Publishing.  WOO-HOO!  (Sorry, I couldn't control myself.)  Right now, I have very few details because I have known for less than twenty-four hours, but I had to share the awesome news!  Hope everyone is having a good week.  I’m so excited for Thanksgiving.  It is shaping up to be the best holiday season ever!

-Mia

                        Just For Good Measure.  Wouldn't want you to miss out on a juicy picture.