Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Broken email!!

Sad face :(
By fmgbain


I posted this on Facebook, but probably not many people saw it there. My email at info@kellyjamieson.com is down - I'm waiting to hear back from my web lady about it, but it was the Thanksgiving long weekend when it went down so not sure how long it will be.

If anyone's been trying to contact me through that email address - I'M SORRY!!!!!

Leave a comment here, message me on Facebook
 https://www.facebook.com/KellyJamiesonRomanceAuthor
DM me on Twitter https://twitter.com/KellyJamieson or if none of those work, email me at kelly.jamieson@yahoo.com. I don't use that email much but I'll try to check it until my regular email is fixed.

Thank you for your patience!


Friday, November 23, 2012

Bad sex awards!

Shocked young man
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Yes! It's that time again! The nominees for the bad sex in writing awards have been announced!

The Guardian article noted that EL James is not  one of the finalists - because erotic literature is excluded from this contest. I fully support that - good lord, if you want to read GOOD sex then you read erotic literature. (Not that EL James necessarily writes great sex. Just saying.)

Here are my favourite nominees!



Back to Blood, by Tom Wolfe Now his big generative jockey was inside her pelvic saddle, riding, riding, riding, and she was eagerly swallowing it swallowing it swallowing it with the saddle's own lips and maw — all this without a word.  (This is metaphor waaaay to extended and gone very, very wrong.)

Rare Earth by Paul Mason He began thrusting wildly in the general direction of her chrysanthemum, but missing — his paunchy frame shuddering with the efford of remaining rigid and upside down. (Another metaphor that’s a miss – chrysanthemum???)

The Yips by Nicola Barker She smells of almonds, like a plump Bakewell pudding; and he is the spoon, the whipped cream, the helpless dollop of warm custard. (Is this really about sex? Out of context, I guess I have to take their word for it.)

The Divine Comedy by Craig Raine And he came. Like a wubbering springboard. His ejaculate jumped the length of her arm. Eight diminishing gouts. The first too high for her to lick. Right on the shoulder. (More imagery that makes me shudder. Or should that be wubber?)




You can read all the nominees here. http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2012/nov/20/bad-sex-award-2012-shortlist

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Happy Anniversary, Samhain!

Samhain Publishing is celebrating their 7th anniversary! I'm proud to say I've been a Samhain author since my first book in 2008. Enjoy this video they produced helping us to enjoy...ebooks. Yes, ebooks.