Waking Lily

Between post-production of Finding Lily, a new job, and juggling life…Kinda fell behind on the whole bloggy thing. A couple nights ago I started a semi-depressing post, and decided if I was going to get back into the WordPress game should be more upbeat…you know, to match my bippity-boppity-boo writing persona. Luckily, some awesome girl named “Holly” from the website “Buy The Book” wrote a review for Reaching Lily a few weeks ago, which I stumbled across this morning. So I did a little cut-n-paste and let her write my WP post for me:

“Review: This strangely erotic tale of subservience and domination between an older boss and his very young co-worker is reminiscent of many books yet definitely stands apart.

Going to work on the train one morning, Lily spies a man she’s instantly in love with. Hot damn he’s amazing looking! She gets to work only to find out that “that” man is Dorian Holder–the man from “corporate” who’s come to clean house at Apollyon, Boston’s power gym chain. When he reveals himself as the head of the company that owns the gym and fires her boss, she’s even more thrilled yet concerned–is he going to make her pay for staring at him on the train?

Lily’s used to her copy writing skills being hijacked by other power players in the marketing department, so she sees an opportunity to get the truth to the corporate man–maybe if he likes her, she can use him to get the attention she deserves. As her plan unfolds, Dorian’s does as well. Their affair begins and before they know it, they’re hooked, line and sinker. But where is this going to lead?

The ending is sort of cliffhanger-ish, with more books to come. I’m not a fan of the serial erotica, but this one is very well done if you don’t mind them yourself.

This is a scandalously nasty, blatantly erotic read that’s both funny and irreverent, taking you totally into the mind of twenty-four year old Lily–who’s being pursued by one of the most dangerously attractive, addictive men she’s ever met–the first to crack open her wicked sense of libidinous play, to test her sexual prowess with the slap and tickle he knows so well. Master and sub, deliciously mixed with real-life context. This read is NOT for the faint of heart.”

Nicely put, Holly! And thank you.

Finding Lily is coming out next month, and is available for pre-order in the UK, but I’m still trying to figure out why it isn’t available on Amazon in the States. But it should be within the next couple weeks. Meanwhile, if you haven’t read Reaching Lily— which was an accidental cliff hanger– now’s the time to do it so you can read the two stories back-to-back. Even if you have purchased/enjoyed Reaching Lily, you may want to skim through the final chapter, so you can pick up exactly where our story left off. Here’s a link: http://www.amazon.com/Reaching-Lily-Vivacia-K-Ahwen-ebook/dp/B00OFLDV3I

Enjoy. More soon. I promise, this time.

Smooches,

vka

http://www.amazon.com/Reaching-Lily-Vivacia-K-Ahwen-ebook/dp/B00OFLDV3I

FINDING LILY: Book II of the Lily Chronicles Teaser

Since I have a green light for the sequel to REACHING LILY (though am still *cough* waiting on paperwork *cough*), and since I’m 35 pages in, and if I dump a lot of creative energy into blogging I won’t want to get my word count up there…I’m going to be pretty quiet for awhile. Tomorrow night I’ll be doing some big promo push, because I’ve found –looking at amazon numbers– that most women buy my books after last call on Saturday night. (Huh. ‘Magine that!) So I will post some “Hi, I’m Dorian Holder and want to do dirty things to you” or “Hi, we are two well-hung angels and have come to ravish you, you nun-servant-girl-timetraveler” or what have you about once a week.

Also-also, I made an imaginary cover. I like doing that. It makes me feel all official.

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But this will be my last long and chatty post until I have my actual first draft done, which is about 250-300 pages in the future, so I figured, “Hey, why not post the prologue?”

Here it is, from me to you, dear Readers. Since it isn’t totally dirty, I’ll probably post somethin’ nastier in a couple weeks 😉

Kisses,

vka

EXCERPT FROM “FINDING LILY: BOOK II OF THE LILY CHRONICLES”

                                                          Prologue: Weathering the Storm

Ow. My head smacks hard against the cold window, jarring me back to the present. The one in which our plane is wobbling? Yes, that present. My eyes (which are apparently glasz, according to my once-upon-a-not-boyfriend), pop open, and I take it all in. The sky is gray, and Virgin Airline flight 169 is no longer just a big bird soaring above the clouds. We are in the thick of something dreadful. It so makes sense my plane’s going to crash when I finally almost escape from Dorian Holder’s enormous, far-reaching grasp.

Yikes.

Hey, what happened to Mr and Mrs Green, the lovey-dovey newlyweds who were annoying me so much with their joy and fondling when I first boarded? I would appreciate any company, right now. They must’ve gotten bumped up to first class, while I was busy ruminating. How’d I miss that? Hope their complimentary champagne just spilled all over their laps on this last lurch. Holy hell.

“Ladies and gentlemen.” The pilot’s voice is supposed to reassure us, I know, but there’s enough of a quaver in his tone to make me even more concerned, especially now that the plane has started to quake in earnest.

Also, the intercom is crackling more than it ought to be.

Like I know, though. This is, after all, my first plane ride.

Why am I so calm, then? Obviously, if we’re going down, I’m not going to heaven. Which would make Dorian right, as usual.

         You can’t get away, Lily.

Also, I wasn’t paying close attention when the flight attendant went over the emergency procedures. Would they go through them again? That interpretive dance with the entrances, exits, et al? What if I couldn’t figure out how to put on my oxygen mask, or if I got the only flotation device that wouldn’t expand?

Que sera, sera.

Perhaps “disappearing” would be a relief, a blessing in disguise. Everything comes to an end.

Oh, well. It was a good run. Things got interesting in my final month of life. That’s what they’ll say at my eulogy. “She was generally a mousy little thing, never known to rock the boat. But things got interesting in Lily Dewitt’s final month of life…”

Our plane bucks in agreement with my grim fantasies. Rather than screams and panic, there is a stillness among us humble passengers as we await our collective fate.

You don’t fuck with the gods, and you sure as hell don’t distract the Virgin flight staff when they try to keep you soothed.

“We’re experiencing some turbulence,” Captain Peterson explains, stating the obvious. “Please do not panic. You’re in good hands, people.”

How comforting.

Never heard that one before.

My stomach drops, and I suck in my breath as we start losing altitude. No, I’m not trained in the comings-and-goings of all things airplane, but I’ve seen enough movies.

Time freezes when you look death in the eye.

Time also froze if you stared into Dorian Holder’s dangerous eyes. Dorian, like the jaws of death—or the gods with whom we should never argue—is also capable of freezing time.

How a night could last for days, how days could last for minutes, how waiting on him could last for years is still a concept I will never grasp. That first night with him lasted forever. Like the spider wrapping a fly, Dorian Holder was all winding circle after winding circle, his grip, his invisible thread wrapping, cocooning, squeezing the very life out of me. I squirmed and buzzed in his web, praying that he would not suck me dry.

How can one pray when one is the prey?

All I wanted was to fly away, I swear.

But I am still trapped.

The plane steadies itself, and once again my stomach drops while our altitude rises.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience,” says Captain Peterson, sounding more relieved than I feel. “We’re back on track. Please lean back and enjoy the rest of your trip. Our attendants are coming around with complimentary beverages and snacks.”

I lean back, awaiting sustenance.

WEREWOLVES PROWL IN MY YARD and ANGELS’ PREY IS RE-RELEASED

Full moon tonight. Best day of the month for some, worst for others. Lotta howling lunatics out and about, judging from all the noise outside my window. Me, I get all full moon fever hypergraphia and write like a maniac every 28 days. For example, this is my third blog essay, tonight. Wish the words always came so quick and easily. Is this how it is to be Stephen King every day of the year?

Also, I uploaded my debut novel, Angels’ Prey.

http://www.amazon.com/Angels-Prey-Dark-Alchemy-Series-ebook/dp/B00RWS7T02/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top

Let me know if the link works.

Readers are excited about Reaching Lily and chomping at the bit for a sequel. (Meanwhile, I am waiting on some paperwork, but that’s another story.) Though Finding Lily is in the works, she may not arrive for awhile, and I wanted you to have something Vivacia-like and dirty to enjoy before then. As this is the first in a series, and I have control of the business side of things, new releases from The Dark Alchemy Series will come out at a more rapid rate, assuming I’ve always got a computer on hand when the bad moon’s a’ risin’. WARNING: Angels’ Prey is nothing like Reaching Lily, except that the heroine is a submissive for a couple months to the dark and diabolical Lord Frothingham. There’s an angel/demon/nun threeway. It’s epic. Total fantasy escapism, very tongue-in-cheek, and does not have anyone else’ fingerprints on it besides my own.

Initially, Prey was published by some Bogus Indie Company Who Shall Not Be Named a year and a half ago. It was available for just a month and grossly overpriced, but people were buying it for whatever reason. Hopefully they will buy it, again.

Hint, Hint.

Right, Angels’ Prey history. Anywayz, the BICWSNBN collapsed, climbed onto their pilfered ponies, and galloped into the sunset…but not after stealing a lot of money from a lot of hard-working authors. We had to fight for our fiction, and I’ve gotten all rights reverted to me; though it seems to still be available for Nook. I’m working on fixing that. The Noble Dark Lords of Booksales make “Contact Us” a truly difficult task. I see that some cagey looking site called Sales Spider is offering it as well for $4.99, which is ludicrous. For the record, I would never charge more than $2.99 for a book fewer than 150 pages. Don’t buy from either of these places, nor anywhere else you might stumble across Angels’ Prey other than Amazon Kindle.

Soooooo….

….Likey you some lite BDSM, gothic romance, MMF action, paranormal sexcapades, feather play, and enormous penises? We aim to please at Ahwenterprises, Incorporated. Angels’ Prey is here for you to enjoy, for less than a Venti coffee!

I want/ed to host an ebook giveaway and be all BOOK RELEASE DAY showy, but don’t know how to do it; still trying to figure out AKP. Should anyone have easier-to-understand links to send me than the Amazon guideline/FAQ pages, please do so. My format is a train wreck, so I keep having to reassure myself that you guys aren’t reading Angels’ Prey for the correct centering, you are more likely under the blankets gripping a Hitachi Wand in one hand, Kindle in the other. Oh, isn’t the cover lovely, though? I did it all my very own self. Maybe that doesn’t sound like a huge accomplishment to most, but I am not an App girl, computers scare me, and following directions drives me bonkers. So creating the sepia-feathery-fifty-shades knockoff made me feel like The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo.

I’d also like to send you in the Goodreads direction so you could check out some reviews, but since Angels’ Prey was only available a few weeks, the following Amazon five star write-up is all I have. It’s a mysterious Melissa, and I would like to buy her a chai, wherever she may be.

5.0 out of 5 stars beautifully written, July 21, 2013

By melissa 

This review is from: Angels’ Prey (Dark Alchemy Series Book 1) (Kindle Edition)

very talented writer, I have a feeling after reading this book that this is not the last we will see of Vivacia K. Ahwen. Her intelligent use of language transcends this genre making you forget at times that you are reading a “trashy novel” 🙂

Rock on, Melissa. See? Make an honest woman of Sweet Melissa, and read Angels’ Prey. Love it a lot. Be my second reviewer, if you would. Leave a rating and glorious rave (or rant, I s’pose, but please don’t be a dink about it) on my author page. Thanks so much, and I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.

Kisses,

vka

When Cheating Is Okay

Okay, that was more clickbait. But ya see, I have been trying to do this thing where I write a blogpost every week, and got caught up in the Holy Daze. So I am CHEATING and printing an interview from Summer’s Book Blog. Contrary to my claim (and best intentions), I’m still struggling with the KDP Select program, and Angels’ Prey won’t be available for at least another week. But it WILL be out sooner rather than later, and I will host that five day giveaway.

Here’s the interview. More soon.

Kisses,
vka

1. What has inspired you to start writing?

Since I was able to pick up a magic marker, I’ve been writing. When I was six I read Little Women, and simply HAD to be Jo March scribbling away in the writing garrett. (Some of my “early writing” can only be described as Alcott fan fiction.) I got lucky and had parents who always encouraged my sibs and me when it came to the arts. We were That Family who did not have a television. Know what I mean?

2. Who are some of your favorite authors/books?

Top three books: Vladimir’s Lolita, Gabo’s One Hundred Years of Solitude, and Dostoevsky’s The Idiot.

3. Do you know yet when the next book for Reaching Lily will be out?

Not sure. It’s outlined and the first few chapters are done, but I’ve been wrapped up in my Day Job, which is exhausting; social service doesn’t leave you much energy at day’s end. I’m cutting back my hours within the next couple weeks, and would like Finding Lily (yep, that’s the title) to be out in the next six months. But no promises! I’ve got another project in the works.

4. What has been the hardest thing for you about writing?

Oh, it really comes down to time, as well as this weird thing about my habits. I will have NOTHING by way of words for several weeks— total block— but then, all of a sudden, I sit down and write 100 pages over a couple days. I have epilepsy, and this weirdness is called “hypergraphia.” It’s kind of a rush, and comes in handy. Often 25% sounds like manic rambling, but I get to keep a good chunk of it. Helps with deadlines.

5. Was Reaching Lily based on any experience you have had?

My theory is that characters/plot of any book have some piece of the author in them, no matter how much we try to do otherwise. It’s like Jung’s theory that most everyone who turns up in a dream is some aspect of yourself, personified. Though there are a few lines people in my life have said, and I thought, “Oh, totally something so-and-so would say.” Then there is the sex factor, but we won’t go there. Heh.

6. Who do you picture as Lily and Dorian?

Lily’s easy-peasy: Zooey Deschanel. Dorian, on the other hand, is a total shapeshifter, and I’ve pictured him in so many different ways. He’s deliberately written that way, right down to his name (The Picture of Dorian Gray). Ian Somerholder? Colin Farrell? Chris Pine? Maybe young versions of Benjamin Bratt, David Boreanz, and Jimmy Smits…Jimmy always rocked the fancy suits in NYPD Blue. For his voice/personality I totally get David Duchovny playing Hank Moody.

7. What is favorite and least favorite thing about writing?

Favorite: TOTAL escapism! Love getting into that meditative zone where the whole world just shuts down and your head’s all tingly; that feeling when your writing time is up for the day that you’ve been far away. Least favorite…going to re-read your piece the next day and deciding it’s total crap. Stephen King’s trick of shoving first drafts of books in a drawer for three months is brilliant.

8. Do you have a favorite place to write?

I have a giant recliner and a lap desk I use. If it’s a rainy day, that’s pure creative heaven for me. Also, the one time I went to St. John, I wrote more on the porch of our getaway than ever. I want to go back. That’s half the reason I’m sending Lily there. Which brings me to your next question….

9. Do you do a lot of research before you start a new book?

Usually it’s incidental. Setting is a great big play land for me. When I’m talking setting, I am going beyond location. It’s the time period, arts, literature, fashion, media, religion, pop culture, and characters’ lifestyle based on what they grew up with and all that surrounds them. Often this means I get to read up on a bunch of stuff as it turns up in my stories, which is wicked fun. Had a great time with Dorian’s clothing, for example. Google “world’s most expensive necktie,” and get ready to fall down a rabbit hole of Rich Guy Stuff. When I’m writing historical fiction, obviously I do quite a bit of fact-checking. As far as erotica, specifically? When stuck, I have been known to take advantage of the generous offerings of Redtube for a little inspiration. Just for the sake of research, of course 😉

10. Do you have a playlist that you listen to while writing?

I don’t listen to music while I’m writing, because it shapes my stories and rhythm of words into something different that what needs to happen. However, I have soundtracks/playlists for my stories while I’m NOT writing. Sometimes it’s stuff my characters do/would listen to. Other times, the tunes simply reflect plot. It’s a way for me to stay in touch with the piece when I’m not actually writing.

11. What are you currently working on?

A present for all you ladies! I have a re-release coming out called ANGELS’ PREY: Book I of the Dark Alchemy series. It’s a paranormal MMF, which had a one-month run a couple years ago, but the publishers (Noble Books) collapsed just as it was picking up steam. So, I’m self-publishing this time, and hosting a five-day Holiday Giveaway for readers. From Solstice —assuming I can figure out this program by tomorrow— until Christmas, Angels’ Prey will be available for free. Seasons Greetings to reading friends!

 

IN WHICH JAX TELLER MEETS MR MAYHEM, VIVACIA K AHWEN GETS SHOT 31 TIMES BUT AVOIDS THE MACHINE, AND OTHER TALES OF SWEET RELEASE WEEK

Okay, I’m not even going to pretend for one second that the title wasn’t clickbait. In point of fact, last night I went surfing for “most common searches on the web.” The Lord punished me for my slippery behavior by not so much as waving the SPOILER ALERT flag about the series finale of Sons of Anarchy. Articles are all titled things like “Should Jax Have Taken that Final Ride,” “Sons’ Cast Opines About Jax’ Suicide,” whatever. Not like the death was a surprise; I mean, Kurt Sutter was touting SOA as “Hamlet on wheels” since Season One, and there goes the punch line. Everyone dies.

See, we don’t have television, here, or internet (I use my cellphone), so I REALLY REALLY REALLY would have liked to see Charlie Hunnam drive into the semi or whatever happens, while Jimmy Smits plays the violin. You know, Nero, Rome, Fire, yadda yadda? Kurt Sutter knew, too. Anyway, now I know the end. And so do you. Come to think of it, maybe I should’ve posted SPOILER ALERT in the title of this entry.

Nah.

On Sunday I shared my NOT “happy, floaty, goofy, ecstatic blog about my release date,” and figured that a week from December 4th (which would be today) I’d be back to all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Luckily, my mood fluctuations did not disappoint, and it ended up being a pretty awesome week, after all. Thirteen minutes after I published that post, I got a gmail notification. An special someone who went by the handle, “New Fan” sent me the following missive:

Congratulations on your publication! It was AMAZING!! An author as promising as you should be able to read their own work on an ereader/kindle. Go buy yourself one and give us some more juicy reads! xoxo an anonymous fan

Once I’d finished grilling people I’d assumed to be the overly-generous parties in my life, I came to the sweet and humbling conclusion that the $200 deposit in my Amazon account truly was a gift from an awesome person I never met who just really loved The Lily.

That’s just…well that’s the bees’ knees.

Also, I’ve had a few sweet notes from readers, and some decent reviews on Goodreads. My favorite was:

*ARC PROVIDED BY HARPER COLLINS VIA NETGALLEY*

The first glimpse we get of a heart broken Lily is as she is fleeing from her life. After finishing the prologue, I knew this was going to be a book much different than I’m used to. I say that in a good way. My first thought was WOW the author gave away a lot of information. The author’s writing only intrigued me more going forward. I enjoyed the pop culture references & often found myself laughing. I thought it was also very different that Lily would be telling her story & then make a comment about something that happened in the future. I loved that Reaching Lily was very character & story driven with a splash of the very naughty Mr. Dorian Holder. I definitely wasn’t ready for the book to end when it did. That would be yet another trick Vivacia K. Ahwen had up her sleeve.

Yes, I’m getting back to work on the sequel. Last night I dreamed about an obscene phone caller, who grumbled a bunch of dirty stuff in my ear. “Mr Ahwen” informed me that I was saying “Who is this? No, who is this, really?” I failed to tell him that a fictional character had rung me, because of Crazy. Oh, and for the record? Dorian Holder truly DOES have a sexy voice; that wasn’t just Lily’s starstruck opinion. (I am not as into her not-boyfriend as she is and consider myself pretty objective. That was why it took me awhile to realize who was on the other end of the phone.) Meta as the whole nocturnal visitation was, it wasn’t half weird or upsetting as the MC from a novel I wrote ten years ago. I had set The Land of Nod aside for a few months a mere two chapters away from finishing. Kassandra actually hunted me down and SHOT me. It hurt. I finished writing the book in a week.

But part of me is curious to see what Dream-Dorian will do if I don’t heed his “deep-throated purr.” I kind of want to meet him.

Speaking of being shot, I got thirty-one Botox shots in my head, and twenty-five years of chronic headache pain (I have epilepsy; it’s an unfortunate side effect) vanished. So strange. Like the world got so quiet and still. Once you’ve heard pounding for that long, the sound doesn’t register, anymore. Once your in pain that long, it just becomes a part of life that you accept. Ever since migraines hopped into the headache soup a couple years ago, I’d been seeking a solution, and thought the Botox was bunk, but was willing to try anything. Anyway. Shit works, y’all. Though my eyebrows are doing a sort of Cruella Deville thing. I’d gotten to the point where I thought I was having early onset pre-Alzheimers from my forgetfulness, word loss, misunderstanding sentences, and growing confusion about just day-to-day basics. My neurologist, who is so the man, told me that can all be sideFX of chronic pain. Appears that’s a true story, because now I’ve got the memory of an elephant. Isn’t that the best?

Also, a bunch of broken links and Vivacia McWrongnames have been fixed. So, yay.

It ended up being a lovely week, so here’s to the Happy-Floaty-Goofy’s. Also I have some pics of the book release cake one of my dear brothers bought me which I meant to post, but the baristas are trying to close here, they’re giving me stink-eye, and who can blame ‘em? So, eh. Maybe next time, Dear Reader.

Kisses,
vka