So, I always forget I have this damn thing. I’m just going to link it to my main facebook account, I mean this is only a pen name after all! I haven’t got any friends who exactly dwell the same parts of the internet all the time, so I guess what I use the pen name for is safe until further notice.
So, I suppose this is what I’ve been waiting for. The moment where I can start over and officially say, “This is me! This is my work!” I think I have that now. I think that everyone should get the luxury of starting over. I find many times its easier to start from scratch. That’s not to say that you should always walk away from problems, but for progress to ever be truly made, you have to be willing to throw things away. I start like 3 poems a day and I never keep any of them. Seriously. I write them, finish them sometimes, and then flat out throw them away. You can’t move forward attached to what you already have! Those who have nothing have nothing to lose!!!
So, I’ve managed to make money off of smut. Frankly, this is something I’ve talked about for a long time with friends, though no one took me seriously. I didn’t take me seriously. But I am now happily expecting a royalty check from the most hard core man sex novel I’ve ever read and/or worked on in my life. Like this is some crazy fangirl stuff that I’d write about in my free time. Neck-Tie outsold my other titles COMBINED. My Sempai is a sweet love story about two dudes, Full Bloom is a sweet love story about two dudes (and a sister), and then there’s Neck-Tie. A sadistic lawyer gets a pet. It’s hard core. It’s intense. It’s borderline morally wrong. It’s delicious to read. Which certainly explains the sales.
In the interest of hopefully drumming up business and shameless promotion here is the link on good ole amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Neck-Tie-Yaoi-Manga-ebook/dp/B00798N6NY/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1345481634&sr=8-2&keywords=Neck-tie
The other two books are on Amazon as well.
This post is sponsored by my manga series though. Let me tell you why this is important to me. I’m poor. Not joking. I’ve got about 6 dollars TO MY NAME. The royalty check from Neck-Tie is literally a utility bill with a little money left over. Talk about lifesaver right?
Do you know what that does to a person? Terrible things. I’ve been depending on my hubby to help me make ends meet. Poverty does awful things to a person’s soul, but incredible things for their writing. I’ve written more then I ever have in a long time. I intend to become a comic book writer, I hope to write superhero comics for a spell and then later in life settle into some creator owned stuff. I’ll be a real Jimmy Palmiotti or Mark Millar when this is over. Ideally. If I stay poor like this, I think I can pull that off. My writing has never been more raw and driven. That’s why musicians always fucking suck when they get famous. Hip-hop songs about trying to make it aren’t as good about hip-hop songs about having made it. That’s just how it works. So, since I cannot give the world my talents in a job, I will give it my words instead.