One of my favorite people, author D.C.McMillen, stopped by to stare out the window with me. She lives in Toronto, Canada and enjoys
writing about dirty sex in questionable places, but has been known to write
about other subjects, on special occasions. Her recent work has been popping up
on websites and in ezines. She also writes a series of short, erotic humour
ebook stories through New Line Press, called Nauti-Lust series, and will
soon be featured in a few erotic and not so erotic anthologies as well as theShort and Spicy ebook line up through MuseItUp Publishing.
Tell us about your most recently released
novella, The Rusty Nail.
The entire story takes place in a single day and
revolves around the lives of a seemingly random group of people, whose only
common link is that they are somehow acquainted with a dive bar on the wrong
side of town. It features M/M, M/F, F/F and a couple of fun solo scenes so
there is a little bit for everyone.
I
love the cover...
What made you decide to write Erotica?
I’m
a copy writer by day. I write about leg hair, insurance, real estate and other
fun stuff. After a particularly
gruelling day, I decided to write something completely creative and “out there”
before closing my laptop. I wrote a ridiculous flash fiction piece about an
elderly couple who decided to introduce “toys” into their relationship to spice
things up. I had fun writing it and I loved my mom’s reaction when she read it
so I decided to continue writing fun, sexy stories. I have to say, my mood has
considerably improved since I started writing erotica last year.
And anyone who reads D.C.'s blog knows
what a rockstar her Mom is...
What are you working on now?
I’m
working on an erotic novel about a goofy college student who accidentally ends
up in the call girl business. After a fofillian edits, I thought I was ready to
start sending it off to publishers. Then I decided to give it another once
over. I’ve now scrapped the entire first chapter and about to rewrite. Sigh.
I
also have a short story coming out soon called The Rental. It’s part of MuseItHot’s Short & Spicy line up and
I promise the story is chocked full of likeable characters and super hot sex.
Tell
me a bit about your publishing experience.
Oh
gosh. I have learned a lot in the past
year about publishing and I hope to learn more. I have been lucky enough to
receive acceptances from a few different publishers, and have noticed a huge
difference in processes and quality. I’ve learned it’s important to do the
research before sending off an MS; just because a publisher accepts your work
does not necessarily mean they will make a good fit for you. Also, I suck at catching the minute details
so I need a publisher that offers a stellar editing team.
Other than writing, what is your claim to fame?
Other than writing, what is your claim to fame?
Fame,
huh? Well I once made a total ass out of myself at a televised speech
competition. Does that count?
It most certainly does. I'd kind of like to see that video...
Risky question, I know, but what turns you on?
Risky question, I know, but what turns you on?
Lol,
you’re asking an erotica writer what turns her on? My Hitachi Wand does a
pretty good job. TMI? Okay, with the exception of the obvious, I love
spontaneity, loyalty, a wicked sense of humour and shiny objects that I can wear
on my person. I live for new experiences, especially the ones that have a tale
attached to them, and I am at my peak when I feel like I am on an adventure of
some sort.
I
knew it was risky. Thanks for holding back. :)
What is life with D.C. like right now?
What is life with D.C. like right now?
Pretty
damn hectic, really. I am working hard on writing smutty stories, keeping up
the e-rotica blog, running a business that just opened a second office and
still managing to find time for walking my dog and travelling, which is a major
passion of mine.
Despite
the dim lighting in his rundown bar, Randall sees the seemingly random lives of
his customers intersect in the most unusual ways. Why, in just a single day, he
eavesdrops on a gay man flirting with his straight boyfriend, spies a Stepford
style wife slip into the shadows of a cracked leather booth to join an Italian
bombshell wearing a trench coat, stilettos and not much else, and demands a
lunatic in search of chocolate milk to vacate his establishment, all the while
hoping his slick and skuzzy landlord doesn’t show up to collect back rent.
What Randall doesn’t realize is that, other than their questionable taste in watering holes, these patrons all have something in common. Each one of them will experience a unique sexual encounter that will awaken, enlighten, or perhaps even devastate their lives.
What Randall doesn’t realize is that, other than their questionable taste in watering holes, these patrons all have something in common. Each one of them will experience a unique sexual encounter that will awaken, enlighten, or perhaps even devastate their lives.
