Friday, August 18, 2017

Ebooks up and website down

Just letting you all know, for any who check it, that the twistedhilarity website is currently down. I'm working on getting it back up ASAP! So, I have not fallen even further off the internet than I have been, just crazy stuff with the site going on.

And wow, am I late on the announcements, but the entire Husbands for Peace Series is up now for sale on amazon in ebook form, yee ha.

You can find book 2 here:

Book 3 here:

If you missed it the first time, Book 1 is available for sale here:

The artists for the first two covers was unavailable for the third, so the art style is different, but the story is the same. ^_^  Thank you so much to everyone who has purchased the books so far, and also for your reviews of the same!

Hope things are going as well as they can for everyone during this difficult time in the world.  You all take care out there!


Friday, January 6, 2017

Husbands for Peace, the new ebook

It has been a crazy couple of years since I last posted, but I am back in the saddle again. And this time, I've got an ebook in hand, which surprises me probably more than it surprises you!

Bondage for the win!

Part 1 of Husbands for Peace, a serialized novel originally published at, is now out in ebook form at Amazon. This bad boy is so long that it's been broken down into three parts, with the second available for pre-order, and the third available in late summer or fall 2017. 

For those not familiar with the story, here's the synopsis!

Earth has been invaded and it seems the only thing the aliens want are spouses! When pretty boy soldier Noah Ashfield and stuck-up rich boy Vane Allen are 'recruited' and dragged aboard the starship, neither of them is thrilled, though maybe Vane will drop his incredibly annoying obsession with Noah if he is married? Even if Noah's spouse is male and alien and far too handsy. It's a battle of wills and colliding of worlds involving bondage, spanking, snarky pink-haired humans and grown brats who are stubborn beyond belief.

Basically, it's a big romp of sexy aliens, grumpy humans, and enough dubious consent to make all your kinky little dub con dreams come true.  

Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Friday, June 26, 2015

Love Wins

I love the Twitter hashtag making the rounds today: #lovewins

rainbow heart for the #lovewins!!

The Supreme Court of the USA has decreed that all marriages - regardless of whether you love the opposite sex or the same sex - must be recognized as legal in all 50 states.

I read the news this morning and started crying. I have been giddy with joy over this all day long, interspersed with bouts of ecstatic crying as I think of those I love, those I know, those I never met who have had their entire lives altered by this.

It's been a long, long road, but I think the hashtag has it right, as tiny and simple as it is. Because I'm a sap, but I don't care: love wins. Not just love in terms of marriage, and two people's own happiness, but love for our fellow man (or woman). That kind of love that reminds us that we're all people and we all have worth.

And if we all have worth, should we not want the happiness for others that we enjoy ourselves? Companionship, love, family, children...really good sex.

Yes, we damn well should.

I'm so happy today. SO happy, and I hope that all of you out there have the most amazing day today, as well.

...and I'm still plugging away at the writing. Lots of family and real life drama that is hugely impacting most of my free time, but I keep working on it. ^_^

I have faith I will succeed. Know why? Because in 2003, a Supreme court decision struck down laws that made it illegal for a man to have anal sex in 14 different states in the USA. Today, a Supreme court decision legalized gay marriage in all 50 states. If within the span of 12 years we can go from having gay sex illegal in 14 states to gay marriage legal in all 50 states?

We can do anything. Including my getting my damn stories completed!!

Thursday, February 12, 2015

TLPH update

After far, FAR too long, I've got an update. Please don't die of shock. It would be quite sad...and perhaps a bit twisted and funny, too, in a gallows humor kind of way.

But anyway, TLPH, chapter 40...because I decided that when the damn thing has grown to be around 22 pages long, it's no longer half a chapter anymore.  I'm still not happy with this, and there is NO way it could ever make the wait worthwhile - I don't know that even Shakespeare coule make this kind of wait worthwhile - but it's done. Yeaaa.

The Last Pure Human, Chapter 40

I would add on some fun Twisted son moments, but the poor little guy has been sick with a fever for the last few days so he is not a happy camper at all. I think the kid is trying to see if he can live off a popsicles and scowls.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Back in the Saddle Again

Hope everyone has been having a really lovely year so far! And now a brief update on how things stand. 

I made myself a goal to reach before I would feel like I could start trying to write again, and I finally, FINALLY hit it. :-)  50,000 words in 30 days.  So as of now, I am officially writing again. 

My health will still have a lot of ups and downs, but I'm finding ways to deal with it just fine. 

There will be a new story up at yaoifix in a little while, and TLPH will be updating on the site as soon as I finish it up. Then the other stories will follow, including finishing up some OLD fanfictions.

For right now, that's where things stand. I hope that there will be even more to talk about in the future, but I'm playing it by ear as I see how things go.  

Take care, and hope everyone has a great holiday season! 

Monday, February 17, 2014

Where I have been - The Twisted Tale of Real Life Twisted Hilarity

As you might have noticed, it's been a loooong time since I've updated this blog. Cue the sarcastic, 'No, really?' from the crowd.

If you are wondering what in the world happened to me, the short answer is:
I have been sick, and getting sicker, and no one could figure out why (my daughter's health was in the same state).  I think that makes it the third - or maybe fourth? - time this has happened in the last few years.

The long answer?

I have been sick with what I have now discovered is the weirdest freaking thing ever. Okay, maybe not ever, but it's pretty freaking weird. It is both Twisted and yet a twisted kind of way. If you have any friends or family where everyone says 'they're always sick' or 'it's like they're allergic to the whole world,' then read on, because I'm gonna advocate a bit for this thing.

But first, the other important question: but what about the stories?
They will be coming. When? I honestly don't know yet. I'm still working on trying to get things under control enough to write - both in time and health. I always hope days, or weeks, but it's likely going to be a few months. Or more than a few. I will post on twitter, live journal, and here when I put up a new chapter, though.

Now, as to what this weird thing is? It's called a 'Mast Cell Activation Disorder,' MCAD for short. That's not an actual name, as it turns out, because there's been so little research done on these yet that only a few of them have names. The rest get put on a medical version of 'Mast Cells Behaving Badly,' and we know that mine are, but not any more details than that. Turns out my daughter is in the exact same boat, so at least we know that much.

Officially, a person with MCAD has mast cells (the cells that trigger when we have an allergic reaction) that can trigger to any physical, environmental, or emotional stressor.

Which basically means that my mast cells can react to things that are NOT allergens as though they ARE allergens. This leads to some of the weirdest freaking reactions you've ever seen.  Aside from a huge variety of foods, I have allergic reactions to the scent in perfumes, shampoos, laundry detergent, aftershave, and cleansers. I'm having allergic reactions to touching ice (including in my mouth) or a hot shower or heat from the oven if it hits me in the face or even the change in temperature from the house to the outdoors. I react to friction over my skin, or pants that are too tight, or the smell of far too many foods.

I'm even having an allergic reaction to natural processes where histamine is standing up. Every morning, I stand up and have an allergic reaction.

I am allergic to mornings. What did I tell you - twisted and hilarious.

Another natural process that releases histamine: strong emotions or stress. Tense scenes in a movie? Triggers an allergic reaction. Dealing with someone who is both a bigot and an idiot? Huge trigger.

Which means I'm also allergic to stupidity now. Awesome. 

I should say that I'm lucky. My reactions are not instantly anaphylactic. My cells are slower to release (some MCAD folk's are, some aren't), so if I get away from a trigger and lie down, rest, and take precautions, then I avoid the worst of it. Some folks go into anaphylaxis constantly; I have it SO much easier than that.

But unfortunately, when I trigger, it affects my mind, too. My memory gets spotty, my concentration is blown, and I often feel like I have a full blown case of the flu. It has made writing very difficult, if not impossible. I keep thinking I should be able to write, because I go out so much less now. But my available time doesn't matter all that much when I don't have the ability to remember things like the word for 'chair.'

Or 'dick,' for that matter.

You know you are totally screwed when you can't remember the word 'dick.'  Except, I guess, nobody's getting screwed when the author can't remember the word dick, eh? And yes, that really happened. It was sad. I may have had a bit of whiny hysterical moaning over it. And then possibly read Stiles and Derek smutty stories, because as long as someone else is providing the words, I can at least understand it.

I'll have to put up a list of fanfic recs that I've managed to collect on all the days I couldn't write, come to think of it.

Anyway - sorry for the rambling, brain still isn't fully online, yet - I still love to write and plan to get back on it again.  I'm just...figuring out how to live with this thing, now that I know what it is. It's taken me this long to remember that I have this blog. I actually forgot for a while. But again, anyway... anyone who wishes to learn more about this, for their own sake or someone they know, please, let me know and I'll share what I've got.

I'm sorry to say that the writing schedule is never going to be as good as it was right in the very beginning, and there will likely always be a bit of uncertainty to updating unless I can get some stories completely written ahead of time (like I've been doing for Husbands for Peace). Because some small, unavoidable things can make this disorder worse. Catching a cold or an insect bite can suddenly make you react to more things, for example, or react worse to the triggers you have, so you can be down and out for weeks afterward.

But I am continuing to move forward and I hope to be able to write again really soon. Probably won't be as soon as I like, or as you might like, but soon-ish. I hope.

Everybody take care, and I hope you had a great, well, year. Congrats to any readers who've had something wonderful happen: a new baby, a new spouse, a new...I dunno, puppy or kitten or ferret. New recipe. New experience. I just hope some wonderful things have happened to all of you this last year.


Tuesday, January 22, 2013

When to expect the next TLPH chapter

I was really expecting to have it done yesterday, today at the latest, but the chapter is seriously kicking my butt. So tomorrow is what it's looking like for the next TLPH update. I hope you can really enjoy it!

And I hope everyone stays healthy this year and avoids the rather unsettling sounding flu that's spreading like wildfire. It looks to be a nasty one!

And, I'll leave you with a little Twisted son humor, because he cracks my ass up. And if you already
HAVE the flu, you could probably use a little cheering up, right?

My daughter was reading a book recently and as is usual for her, is telling us ALL about it. I mean all about it, every teeny little detail. Her younger brother is not all that enthusiastic about this.  So he cuts her off.

My son: It’s boring! 
My daughter:  No, it’s not! It’s a tragedy!
My son: Yeah. Blah blah blah DIE. Blah blah blah DIE.

My son, budding literary critic, LOL. 

In any case, have a great week, and you should be getting an update message from me tomorrow! :-)