Wednesday, May 28, 2008

201 and I'm...outta here!

The dark side called and I came running, baby. After three years and two hundred posts on Blogger, I've made the switch to WordPress and I now live HERE.

Go read about the contest I'm running to celebrate both the new website and my first release with Red Sage.

I've imported all my old posts, but this site will stay up for at least a while. Also, my main website at will shortly be defunct as I switch that domain over to WordPress as well.

Come on over. know...don't. Entirely up to you. :)

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Links on the topic of Erotic Romance Writers vs. Asshats, Round Eleventy-billion-and-three.

Lillian Feisty.

Personally, I think the RWR should keep on printing those letters. These folks have a right to their opinions just like anybody else. Plus, it's highly instructive for those of us taking notes on how to write tight-assed, judgmental twits with major control issues.

There's gold in them thar fucktards!

(Did I call them enough nasty names? Yeah, I'm still steamed over the "prostitutes" remark. I'll get over it...eventually.)

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

So. Miley Cyrus. *cue rant*

First and most importantly? She's FIFTEEN. If anyone should be taking heat for this, it's her parents. Maybe some folks are savvy enough at fifteen to make better choices, but I'm not going to judge the kid. Seriously. FIFTEEN.

As for the "oh my GOD, think of the CHILDREN" brigade: My daughter is the tweeniest tween you'll ever meet. LOVES Miley like crazy. She hasn't yet seen these pictures, and she probably won't until and unless some little douchebag...pardon me, I meant to say "badly behaved fifth-grader who lacks supervision"...chooses to show them to her.

Because how many ten-year-olds do you know who read Vanity Fair? This is yet another example of the media creating the least in terms of "how will this affect her fanbase?" Now the pics are all over, and I'm having to send my spawn from the room when the fucking TODAY show runs the story at seven-fifteen in the morning. (I counted the minutes they spent on it, btw. Several more than they spent on the tornadoes in Virginia or the explosions in Afghanistan.)

~Edward R. Murrow, please pick up the nearest white courtesy phone in heaven. We're in serious shit down here.~

As for the whole "she had it coming because she said she liked the pictures" thing - I suspect Miley DID like those pics. Thought they were way cool. Because she's a fifteen-year-old girl in America, the land of the free and the home of the "good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere, but whatever you do, DON'T GET CAUGHT" ethos. And I suspect that after the shit hit the fan and Disney called her on the carpet, she was embarrassed. Because, in addition to being human? She's FIFTEEN.

I remember fifteen. I remember some of the choices I made, and the very bad consequences of those choices. The regret and shame I felt as a result. I remember having no one in my life to tell me how to make better choices, and literally no healthy examples around me, so I had to learn by trial and error. And trial and error? Sucks. Hard.

Fifteen-year-old girls are supposed to have someone to examine their MySpace and FaceBook pages, supervise their slumber parties, grill their dates, set curfew, double-check their homework, and not let them out of the house in indecent outfits. Because they are FIFTEEN, and often not capable of taking care of themselves - at least in this culture. Over in the FLDS compounds in Texas, Arizona and Utah, a fifteen-year-old girl is often taking care of herself, a forty-year-old husband and three kids. But I digress. Although not really, because is this REALLY that different? Isn't it all exploitation of one kind or another?

So where the hell is Billy Ray, besides posing with his daughter in one of the creepiest shots I've seen in a while? Busy being no better than a pimp, that's where he is.

And I'll say it one more time: FIFTEEN. - Romance of Dubious Virtue

Monday, April 28, 2008

More shiny!

~Phaze FANTASIES III -- including my long novella, "Hardcore" -- has been nominated in the "Best Other Works" category of the Gaylactic Spectrum Awards. In addition, "Mask" by James Buchanan, "Devotion" by Jade Falconer, and "Dragon's Fate" by Eliza Gayle -- also included in FANTASIES III -- have been nominated in the "Best Short Fiction" category.

The Gaylactic Spectrum Awards honor outstanding works of science fiction, fantasy and horror which include significant positive explorations of gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgendered characters, themes, or issues.

The Winners and Recommended Short List for the 2008 Gaylactic Spectrum Awards will be announced at Gaylaxicon 2008, held October 2008 in Washington DC.

~4 Angels from Donna at Fallen Angel Reviews for my 2006 Phaze short vampire/Urban Fantasy romance, "To Have And Have Not" :

"This short story by Ms. March grips the reader from the first sentence. The heat that's generated between these two characters scorches the pages. I love the uncertainty that Jack shows, even though he's an alpha male, not only about his relationship with Laura but about himself and what he's become since the Breach. Ms. March packs a lot feelings and insight into this 27 page story that readers will not only enjoy but will be telling their friends about."

~4.5 Blue Ribbons from Chrissy at Romance Junkies for my November 2007 Amber Allure release, SEVEN YEAR ACHE:

"What an unexpected treasure Selah March’s SEVEN YEAR ACHE turned out to be. This story is chock full of emotional situations, a little bit of suspense and lovable characters. Rafe and Jamie’s friendship is definitely strained after so much time apart and when they would have thrown it all away, the women in their lives, Lilah and Aunt Cindy, manage to get them to see the situation from a different angle. This is a wonderful, heart-warming story that will alternately bring tears to your eyes and then a smile to your face."

As of today, SEVEN YEAR ACHE is also available through Fictionwise.

~Yes, I know I said something about running a contest for "There Came A Killing Frost." I'm waiting on the okay from my lovely and no doubt incredibly busy editor.

~Last but nowhere near least, I failed to mention last week that my brilliant and ever-stylish crit partner, Barb/Caridad Ferrer, has finaled in the Oklahoma RWA Chapter's National Readers' Choice Awards with her latest release, IT'S NOT ABOUT THE ACCENT. Apparently, they have good taste out there where the corn is as high as an elephant's eye.

*exposes geekdom by humming "Little Surrey With The Fringe On Top" from memory* - Romance of Dubious Virtue

Tuesday, April 22, 2008


THERE CAME A KILLING FROST, coming soon from eRed Sage (scroll down to June's releases).

I might run a contest to promo this release. Yep. Seriously considering taking that radical step.

Don't just sit there. Alert the international media. This is news, dammit.


Okay, FINE. As my mother once informed me in a fit of high dudgeon (I love that word, don't you?) you'll miss me when I'm dead. - Romance of Dubious Virtue

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Here's the thing, as my new BFF Dakota would say.

I've been surfing about, reading posts and comments here and there about the "wildness" and the "tackiness" and the lack of "professionalism" here at RT. And you know what?

~If you go to a Romantic Times convention looking to hold onto your dignity with both hands? You're gonna have a shitty time.

~If you go with the intention of turning up your nose at behavior of others? You'll find PLENTY of opportunity.

~And if you sit at home and troll the Romancelandia blogs to find evidence of Authors and Readers Behaving In A Manner Not Befitting A Lady so that you'll have something to post about or comment on? You're an asshat with too much time on your hands. Get a hobby why don'tcha?

RT isn't RWA. This isn't news. RT doesn't want to be RWA, and I can't tell you how many authors I've heard say, "...and thank God for that..." in the four days I've been here.

RT is a readers' convention with a sideline of workshops for writers and booksellers. It's not all that different from DragonCon or some of the other fan conventions that also hold a few workshops for artists in various media. So I'm asking... please... pretty-goddamn-fucking-PLEASE...
...could we quit with the comparisons? I'd really hate to have to break out the fruity analogies again.

For the record, I've never attended an RWA national conference and likely never will. As I age, I'm finding myself more and more allergic to the snobbery and the categorization and the asswipery inherent in organizations like RWA. (Are you PAN? Are you Pro? Should I pucker up to kiss your ass or turn around and bend over?)

I'm having a good time in Pittsburgh. I've met people I like - authors, readers, booksellers, cover models, waitresses, chambermaids and hotel desk clerks (in no particular order) - and I've never once worried that my dignity is suffering as a result of the fact that the chick next to me is dressed as a Domme vampire with bat wings and a quirt, and the hunk o' beefcake on the other side of the piano bar is leering at my cleavage. I've done very little "professional networking," but I've sold some books, given others away (major highlight of my week: the waitress that squealed like a schoolgirl when I autographed a free copy of SIN STREET for her, and then put down her pad and tray to hug me), gotten solid info from editors, visited with old friends and made a batch of new ones. I'm satisfied. If that makes me "unprofessional," then bless my own tacky heart. They say water finds its own level. Mine appears to be the one without the stick up its ass.

Yeah, I know, my metaphors are big with the mixy. Bite me. But not too hard, as I understand my brand of "tacky" may be contagious. - Romance of Dubious Virtue

At RT no one can hear you scream.

More Prom on crack.

Nine out of ten technicolor fairies who drink beer prefer Labatt's Blue.

Cindy Cruciger and MaryJanice Davidson. MaryJanice may or may not have a shrimp fork stuck in Cindy's ribs.

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Prom in hell.

Check the eyes.

 - Romance of Dubious Virtue

Friday, April 18, 2008

Pittsburgh FOR THE WIN!

So I'm at RT. Guess I didn't make that clear in the last post.

Prom on crack.

Side o' beefcake.

More later. - Romance of Dubious Virtue