Secret Desire, A Novel, Release Celebration


Claire Robertson is a journalist living a vanilla life. Except when she’s alone at night where she wields her writer whip and stilettos within erotic writing and fantasies. Tragedy blindly strikes, forcing Claire to return to her hometown, and confront her past. And that past includes Dustin Murray, an old flame she ran away from when things became complicated.
Her life comes apart and she sends her editor the “wrong” story by mistake.  One of her hot novels.
Amidst chaos, Claire must decide between returning to her safe life back in Seattle or risk an adventure, ensuring her smoxy fantasies come to life. Dustin has his own plans and isn’t about to let Claire go. Not when he proves he can handle her life and ALL her bedroom fantasies.
Love is the spark igniting the flame within Claire’s heart, forcing her to choose a life stuck on slow-bake or one that SIZZLES
-Book Excerpt-
OF ONE OF CLAIRE'S ExcerptS within secret desire*
Cynthia pushed back into the cushy leather chair and swung her legs on top of the desk. She tossed another overdone romance into the reject pile. Already pages into the next story, she hardly noticed her door open. “Emily, I’m looking for more tension, more heat. I want something that sizzles.” Cynthia didn’t raise her eyes from the page. “None of these make me hot, never mind dripping wet.”
“Excuse me?” a deep male voice asked.
       Cynthia lifted her gaze from the manuscript and locked onto a pair of deep brown eyes set in a tanned face. She swallowed and for a moment wondered if she was dreaming. She pinched herself. Adonis was standing right in front of her. Up close, she was convinced he must be one of the cover models. If only she had a digital camera in her desk.
      “Photography is down the hall, make a left, and look for the red door.” She was suddenly too nervous to enjoy the eye candy break.
      “Cynthia Lewis?” He stepped into her office before closing the door. The man’s broad shoulders were perfectly framed by the door behind him. Her eyes drifted down his body, lingered at the bulge in his pants, and eventually returned to his face. His lips clamped together, making the muscle along his jaw twitch. He walked toward her and didn’t stop until he stood in front of her desk. He towered above her, his fingers pressing the glass surface of her desk as he leaned over.
       “Yes, I’m—” Christ, she almost forgot her own name.
      The man’s gaze fell to her legs still carelessly strewn across her desk. Her heart thundered in her ears. Warmth from his sharp exhale caressed the skin at her ankles.
“What the hell were you thinking?” His voice was demanding.
“Who are you?” His tone and the gleam in his eyes rooted her to the chair. On the brink of self-doubt, she pointedly reminded herself—she was Cynthia Lewis. A woman who wielded power in the world of publishing. Yet his complete command of himself drew her. This was a man who expected others to do exactly what he said. Nothing short of her complete fantasy warrior come to life.
“I’m from the twenty-seventh floor.” He straightened and raised an eyebrow as if that piece of information should mean something to her.
She hardly got out of her own office. What department was up there? Apparently totally alpha scorching studs. This was her chance, the reason she trudged out to the reception room and hovered around the front desk each morning. She bit her lip and decided—no regrets for trying “And?” She returned his mocking raised-brow expression in an eye-for-an-eye stare down.
“I’m Thornton Maxwell…your attorney.” He turned away, but not before she caught his look of displeasure. “God. Woman, do you even know what a mess you’ve got on your hands? We need to talk. A real pressure cooker is about blow.”
Cynthia froze. This wasn’t part of her erotic fantasy. What was he talking about? Should she just come out and admit she had no idea of what was going on or get him to divulge what demanded damage control?
She pretended unconcerned boredom in an attempt to buy some time to think. “Someone’s got his panties in a real twist.” This wasn’t the first time she’d needed legal. But if he was her new go-to man, she was tempted to screw more things up.
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SECRET DESIRE, A Novel, Release Celebration



The short story: I placed an ad on Facebook for the release of Secret Desire on February 1, 2013. Nothing difficult. Or so I thought. I received an email and notice on the Ad Manager.
The ad was disapproved due to explicit graphic. Heavens.

I simply don't understand. Cover reveal tonight on Facebook. I hope I don't get why the cover was banned from FB right before my release. This will be priceless.

Secret Desire might just remain a secret at this rate.
What began as a metafiction exploration of writing erotic romance couldn't have ended better. This is so typical of society. Do this, not that! BTW there's no actual rule or standard.

If you'd care to see what the hoopla is all about the cover will be online later tonight.


KINK is part of Sundance Film Festival 2013

That's not a subjective opinion. Literally Kink, the 2012 American made 80 minute-movie is part of the scene this year. The MIDNIGHT scene at Sundance.

A cultural revolution is going on around us. No news there. But in the middle of chaos, it's hard to tease out the tendrils of issues we're being bombarded by. For the last year we've been swimming in a pool of 50 Shades. No longer is the water crystal clear but a rainbow of what goes sexually, literally, and cinematically during Prime Time, within bookstore shelves, and at the movies. Think not. Think again.
Kink is based on the truth, or I should say the director and screenwriter's version of what goes on behind the scenes of a company created with a mission to bring BDSM to the masses. The film Kink portrays the 9-to-5 grind of pornographers in the business of selling sex and submission. The story takes place in San Francisco within the Armory, a place that houses a massive production company known as Really, KINK exists as Visit the site you'll see. No joke. And it isn't for the feel of the page possesses the type of marketing we're accustomed to in this day and wave. For all practical purposes the atmosphere of the initial webpage is corporate splendor. I'm not at liberty to say what goes on beyond the home page. But the raunchy crass of porn isn't evident on the slick web veneer. Of course with 70 plus employees, a 401(k) plan, and other corporate makings, it's no wonder Kink presents a very businesslike front.
BTW, BDSM stands for bondage dominance (discipline) coupled with submission and/or sadism and masochism
At you'll find a quaint quote:

Premier BDSM, Bondage & Fetish Sites BDMS with a Mission

"'s mission is to create the most authentic BDSM experiences that foster community and empower people to explore their sexuality. The company was started in 1997 by bondage enthusiast Peter Acworth."


Kink's been featured all over the place and why not. With the interest in 50 Shades and every other shade of eroticism, people want to know what the heck is erotica and BDSM.

Like the hula-hoop and maybe not, like the Internet, BDSM perhaps is here to stay. BDSM is not new, yet culturally, with the upsurge and promotion of sensual titilation, during this era (time, geography, us) does it mean that we  might be ready to let erotica become mainstream. I only wonder with the middle class acceptance of doing something naughty, will the adrenaline rush disappear only needing to be replace by something else that pushes a once held boundary. I think we need to have those dark places hovering on the brink of heat and defiance.

I can't imagine what will take the place of "kink" now that it's on display at the local grocery bookshelf.

Without a crystal ball, that remains to be seen.

Sundance Film Festival describes Kink this way.
"Director/cinematographer Christina Voros’s feature debut ventures behind the scenes with the Kink creative team and the models for a frank look at the professional side of sexual exploration. Voros discovers a charming band of outsiders full of humor and insight working in a fantasyland of graphic sexual imagery. Finally, a “feel-good” documentary with enough screams to play in our Park City at Midnight program!"

SMOXY COVER REVEAL. Now, it's time to blow my own horn.

So far, I've been the bridesmaid going to countless weddings. Over the last year trying to learn about marketing, self-promotion, and supporting other writers when suddenly, there's little time before my own release. I hate the idea of spamming other people. Right? Who cares what I've done or how great I say my book is, it's so crass and unbelievable but really what options are there in self-marketing.

So to make the bitter pill sweeter, I'm coating the dollop of my self-proclamation of "Hey, look at me" with some giveaways. Say undercover bling in the form of a Victoria's Secret gift card giveaway.

The first is coming up this Friday. January 25, 2013 online at Facebook. A likely meeting place and it's all about flesh. Really it's a cover reveal for my upcoming release Secret Desire. A novel about a Claire, a journalist who decides safe sucks and is ready to come out of her vanilla prim closet. She writes erotica by night fantasizing about her lost love, Dustin. She left him and her small hometown way back when Fran, her identical twin sister stole the only boy she'd ever loved.

Now, she's all grown up and so is Dustin. They reconnect and boy do the sparks fly. The only problem is Fran comes back too. A triangle is never a good shape for true love. Someone has got to go.

But for now, I'm only ready to reveal the cover. So please join me on Facebook where I'll proudly coming out of my vanilla closet and sharing Secret Desire's SMOXY cover designed by an Etopia Press artist.

Secret Desire by Susan D. Taylor
Published by Etopia Press
Available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, All Romance E-books February 4, 2013.Secret Desire Cover Reveal


At long last, tonight-January 6, 2013, Dowton Abbey is back again for season three. How many of us have waited, watching the DVDs purchased from Season 1 and 2 because who can get enough D.A. the first time around? That would be me.

From the cast, the scenery, and, my God could you find the sheer amount of well-written the lines. It was all just too overwhelming to catch on the first spin. So DVD in hand, I watched seasons one and two to keep me spit-spot ready for the return of Downton Abbey.

My favorite lines include:
"Thomas, you never disappoint." Bates to Thomas
"Don't try to justify yourself to me." Violet to Cora
"Stranger things have happened at sea." William to Mary
Violet, the Dowager Countess  ‘I have plenty of friends I don’t like.” 
“Violet to Cora,  “I mean, one way or another, everyone goes down the aisle with half the story hidden.”   
 William to Gwen. "There they go, Guy Fawkes and his assistant. Gwen: Which is which?"
So many more and now with season three even more are on the way. So, if you're like me tonight will be a celebration for the imagination. Tally ho to all who join in the fun.


My recommendation for the holidays!

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