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Music Monday supports Fashion #DavieBowie #dtwl #charity

The last and only time I walked a fashion runway was back in 2014 for Dare to Wear Lovea charity that uses the power of fashion for good. It collects funds for the Stephen Lewis Foundation, which puts money into grassroots organizations in Africa to fight the AIDS pandemic.

Here I was in my Susan Dicks creation. 😉

This year, I took part in the Dare to Wear Love Challenge again and raised $1775! Thank you so much to everyone who supported me.

From all the challengers, four of us were chosen to walk the runway at the gala on May 12th, and I won one of the spots! The fabulous Farley Chatto is designing my dress this time, and he’s calling me his “Gala Seductress.” Here’s his sketch of my dress, which he considers ‘naughty goodness.’

I love it! 

I’m proud to continue supporting this worthy cause, and I hope you will too. There are still $150 tickets available which gives you access to an amazing Silent Auction, cocktails, the incredible fashion show, and a rocking after-party! Dare to Wear Love is on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram, so connect to them to see all the latest posts and pictures.

It’s a charity event like no other, and this year, Stephen Lewis will be there to introduce the Foundation’s LGBTQ initiative and much more. He’s considered one of the most captivating and eloquent keynote speakers, and his speech is sure to inspire. Renowned Ugandan LGBTQ activist, Frank Mugisha, will also take to the stage.

Join me if you can — fashion for fun, hope, and a great cause.

In the meantime, enjoy the music of the great David Bowie, an icon of fashion if there ever was one,

Thank you so much for your support, and have a fashionable week,

eden

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Music Monday and Changes ~ #DavidBowie

I mentioned David Bowie’s song, “Changes” for a blog in 2014 but never included it in my Music Monday posts—until now. It’s my all-time favorite Bowie song for so many reasons but mainly because its lyrics speak to me.

“… I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same …

I said that time may change me
But I can’t trace time”

The words remind us that change is truly life’s only constant, and it’s important we make the best of the time we have.

After covering Bowie’s music every Monday since his death, I’m moving on next week to something different. Bowie’s music has filled my spirit, and I’m sure he’d understand it’s time for a change. 😉

Have a wonderful end of February and a great start to a new month,

~eden

 

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Music Monday and Heroes ~ #DavidBowie

Co-written with Brian Eno, “Heroes” is considered one of Bowie’s most inspirational songs. The tune contains a certain sense of irony but also holds an optimistic, hopeful message.

Bowie opened the benefit Concert for New York City following the 9/11 attacks with two songs: Simon and Garfunkel’s “America” and “Heroes.” His song was performed to honor the first responders from the New York City Fire Department and New York City Police Department.

May “Heroes” inspire you to have a creative and productive week,

~eden

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Music Monday and Modern Love ~ #DavidBowie

It was Valentine’s Day yesterday for those who celebrate, and really … who doesn’t celebrate love?

Whether you did so with your significant other, family, friends, pets or on your own, I hope you found some time for love.

“Modern Love” was my introduction to David Bowie. Released in a year of discovery for me (1983), I immediately fell for Bowie’s look and energy.

And each time I hear this song, I can’t help but fall in love with it all over again.

Hope you enjoy it too and have a great week,

~eden

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Music Monday and Starman ~ #DavidBowie

On the weekend, I watched The Martian, based on the novel by Andy Weir.

I enjoyed the film, which included a peculiar soundtrack of disco; one of the astronauts liked that era of music. Some of the songs played were:

“Turn The Beat Around” by Vickie Sue Robinson

“Rock the Boat” by The Hues Corporation

“Good Times” by Chic and

“Waterloo” by Abba.

I knew all the tracks, dated as they may be, given I grew up with that music in the late seventies.

I did not, however, grow up with David Bowie’s “Starman.” It was released in 1972, and I completely missed it until years later when I discovered David Bowie in the eighties.

It’s a great song, and unlike the others, is anything but dated.

~eden

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Music Monday and Ashes to Ashes ~ #DavidBowie

According to the news, David Bowie has requested his ashes be scattered on the Indonesian island of Bali.

Bali holds a special place in my heart, with some of the most beautiful people I’ve ever met. It’s comforting to know Bowie will rest amongst them.

Enjoy this excellent live performance of “Ashes to Ashes.”

~eden

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Music Monday and Young Americans ~ #DavidBowie

Per my Monday post of last week, I’m featuring my favorite David Bowie songs until I decide to stop. There are, after all, many songs.

“Young Americans,” released in 1975 was about the predicament of two newlyweds. From the album by the same name, Bowie identified the sound as “plastic soul,” a term coined during the sixties by black musicians to describe Mick Jagger, a white musician singing soul music. Continue reading

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Music Monday and Lazarus ~ #DavidBowie

A week after his death, it’s still difficult to fathom a world without David Bowie in it. Saddened by his passing as many of us were, I pored through my David Bowie music blogs, listened to his music, and read numerous articles about his incredible career. His latest album, Blackstar, released only three days before his death, is now at the top of the Billboard 200 Chart. Continue reading

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Music Monday and The Next Day ~ #RIP #DavidBowie

Today the world lost an original. Amongst other things, David Bowie was a musical pioneer, style icon, and performer.

He has inspired many of my blogs, including a story I wrote two years ago called “The Final Countown.” It’s a grim and comical tale about a dying man who leaves the world on his own terms. I think Bowie would’ve liked it. Continue reading

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Music Monday and Oasis #Britpop

I’m finishing September and the Britpop series with one of the biggest hits for the band, Oasis.

“Don’t Look Back in Anger” received its title inspiration from David Bowie’s song “Look Back In Anger.” You might also notice the piano intro resembles that of John Lennon’s “Imagine” and “Watching the Wheels.” Both Bowie and the Beatles were heavy influencers for Oasis.

Hope you enjoy the song, and like it says, don’t look back in anger. 😉

Have a terrific week,

eden

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Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes


change is the only constant

I’ve been changing some of my backlist as part of the promotion for my current book, Stranger at Sunset. With thirteen titles under my name, it’s not unheard of to use an existing book to help sell a new release, but it’s been tricky. I’ve changed genres from erotica to mystery/thriller. For many reasons, I didn’t write my new book under a different author name, so it’s required some re-branding on my part. A combination of research, luck, dogged determination, and sleepless nights has gotten me to this point.

trust me

This should say: Trust me, I’m NO social media expert.

Many of you have kindly commented on how good I am with social media. It may appear that way, but I’ll let you in on a secret. I follow the successful people and find out what they’re doing and then I copy them! It’s that simple. I don’t listen to “so-called” experts because they change their tune as often as I change my underwear (probably more so). I follow those whose teachings resonate with me. I’m not afraid to put in the hours, and my method of learning has always been to jump in and “do it.” It’s my impatient nature. I’ll make lots of mistakes along the way, but I’ll usually only make the same mistake once.

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Go to YouTube and listen to the song. It’s terrific.

I take a lot of inspiration from people who’ve constantly reinvented themselves. David Bowie is one of them. Since the release of Stranger at Sunset end of JuneI’ve sent out close to 600 emails to potential reviewers. I’ve contacted over 100 sites for interviews, guest blogs, etc. Along the way, I’ve made some excellent connections. I have a pipeline of guest blogs and interviews I still need to write. I believe I’m doing all the right things to get my books out there, but it’s a matter of connecting to the right people—the readers. That’s always the challenge.

pressure cooker

Relieve some pressure with “Under Pressure” on YouTube. Great song.

There’s a lot of pressure to succeed. I consider myself a good writer, but I also know that bad writing soars to the bestseller lists, and good writing languishes in the rankings. Life isn’t fair, so I don’t measure myself against anyone else’s successess or failures. I can only gauge my own progress.

Having said this … here are some changes I’ve made over the past months.

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(1) I’ve published many of my books to Smashwords for wider distribution. Through it, my titles will be pushed out to Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks, Sony, Kobo, and other retailers. When those new links are available, I will update my sales sites. For now, all my books are available via Amazon.

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(2) I’ve updated the cover of Seeking Sexy Sadie

This short story is a psychological mystery with an erotic bent, exploring desire and the genesis of fantasy. I’m offering it FREE—forever and ever. You can find reviews from Amazon (where it remains 99 cents because I can’t change it to ZERO just yet). My recommendation is to get it FREE HERE. I mean, why not? That way, you’re saving money and might consider buying another one of my books :D.

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(3) I’ve updated the cover of Hot Flash. As you’ve noticed with the two cover changes, I’ve scaled back the “so-called” revealing nature of my covers. This is because certain distributors don’t want dangly bits, nipples, cracks, and other bodily parts. I mean, really. I’ve always considered my covers quite tame as compared to others in the erotica genre, but … I’m not going to fight that battle.

You can pick up Hot Flash on Amazon and Smashwords for 2.99. It’s a collection of flash fiction. Some are sexy, and some are written with an irreverent sense of humor, because you know … I never take myself too seriously. 😉

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(4) Over the next while, I’ll write on other ways I’m trying to sell my books, but of course, we all know that nothing can sell a book more than getting out the next book. It’s a fine balance, so I must return to the writing of A Fragile Truce, the book following Stranger at Sunset.

thank you

A final message to readers, commenters, and those who’ve been so kind to share my posts across their networks, THANK YOU for all you do. Sometimes, your kind words are all that keep me going. Your support means the world to me AND you can definitely trust me when I say that.

eden

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Music Monday with David Bowie

David Bowie inspired a story I wrote recently, so it’s only fitting I feature his song, “Space Oddity.” If you missed the story, it’s still here.

Enjoy,

~eden

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The Final Countdown ~ My story for @RBwood’s Word Count Podcast

You can also hear me read this story on: Episode #40 of R.B. Wood’s “The Word Count” podcast.

The prompt asked that we use THREE words in our stories: 

Glass | Bed | Bow

Special acknowledgement to David Bowie for inspiring my tale.

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My eyes click open mechanically like a ventroliquist’s dummy, like a cheap plastic doll you win at an amusement park. They stay open, staring at the ceiling. That god awful beige, the same color as the walls, the color of sick, which I am.

Wait. I’m not sick. I’m dying. Let’s not mince words here. I prefer not to delude myself.

I’m in bed. It’s probably nine, ten in the morning. I can tell James has been in the room. The curtain has moved. A fringe is in a different place from yesterday before I fell asleep—my marker. I know every tiny movement of everything in this room. That’s all I can do—look around and take note of minute changes.

Time drags, but that’s okay. It should slow down at this stage. We rush our whole lives to get here, and when the end comes, we’re not ready.

Not me. I’m ready.

It takes all my strength to lift my body enough to elevate my head. The room spins, so I shut my eyes. Behind the lids, silver lightning bolts pinwheel and shoot out in different directions like fireworks.

Zing! Boom! Bang!

I scrunch my face and squeeze my eyes tighter. I wait for the noise to quiet down, for the lights to stop flashing, and for the time bomb in my head to stop ticking. It only ticks to tease me because it has yet to explode. I’ve waited for it to explode, even sat in front of the mirror, (when I was still able to sit up), staring at my reflection, eyes bulged, pressure building in my head, counting down my time like … like …

10-9-8 … Ground control to Major Tom … 7-6-5-4 … Commencing countdown engines on … 3-2-1… Check ignition and may God’s love be with you … Lift off …

No. No lift off for me.

The pressure builds and builds and then it’s like someone pricks a pinhole in my balloon of a head and the pressure eases.

I think it would be great to see my head explode. If the last part to burst could be my eyes so I can see that final image of myself intact, that would be great—one hell of a way to blast off.

That’s what I thought last month anyway. Now … I’m not so sure. I can’t even get out of bed anymore. Oh god, a different sensation, rising from my stomach.

I roll to my side and say hello to my bed companion.

“Hello, spit bowl. Don’t you look shiny today? Are you ready for me?”

I pull the glass dish toward me and drop my head over it.

“I have something for you. It’s coming, I feel it coming up.”

A few seconds later, I hork up a phlegmy gob and immediately feel some kind of relief.

A teaspoon size dollop jiggles like lime-green silly putty in the bowl.

Lime green, better than beige anyway. Must be an infection.

My time is near.

To know this, to have the luxury of feeling death take hold of me is a gift really. I’ve had time to reflect, to have the choice to die at home.

I’m a lucky man.

Uh oh. Queasiness.

The bile rises quickly. I can’t catch my breath. I grab the bowl again (thank god it’s a deep dish) and gasp air in short, quick breaths. The first expulsion jettisons liquid into the bowl and up its sides. There’s a bit of splash-back on my face, but not much.

No lumpy pieces this time. No surprise. I haven’t eaten anything solid in days.

A second hurl (there’s always a second) ratchets up my abdomen. Another splash into the bowl, though not has plentiful as the first one. My heart beats like a jackhammer. My empty gut gurgles.

The stench of stomach acid curls my nose. I push away the bowl and flop on my back. I suppose I’m one of those crazy people who enjoys vomiting. It feels so good when you stop, and you can’t know that good feeling without the agony before it.

Yeah, the logic is a bit twisted, but blame that on the brain tumor.

A packet of cough drops lay by my pillow. I pop a cherry-flavored lozenge and suck it against the roof of my mouth. Useless things. It gets rid of the awful taste in my mouth anyway.

A knock on the door. James, my trusted servant of more than a decade walks in to greet me. He bends at the waist in his usual gesture of reverence.

“James, I can’t believe you still bow down to me after all these years.”

He sits on the edge of my bed and adjusts my pillow. “Until the day you die, Mr. Chancellor.” With a wet cloth, he wipes around my face and mouth.

“That could be today, you know,” I say.

“Yes sir. That could very well be.”

“By the way James, you know I’m leaving you everything I own.”

He applies a warm compress to my forehead. “Yes sir, and I’m forever grateful. I will miss you, Mr. Chancellor.”

I close my eyes. It’s time. “I’m going to sleep again, James.”

“Sweet dreams, Mr. Chancellor.”

I hear him walk around the bed and pick up the bowl on his way out. In my head, the countdown begins again, for what I hope is the last time.

Thank you for reading.

Feel free to leave a comment or question. Feedback, whether good or bad is always welcome.

You can find more stories in my book of flash fiction and poetry, Hot Flash. 

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Thank you. 😉

~eden

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Harmonica Monday with David Bowie

The harmonica is a great accent instrument in this David Bowie classic, “The Jean Genie.”

If you love the sexy sound, pick up Fall into Winter, one of my books that includes harmonica and mentions a song by David Bowie.

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Buy links: 

US | UK | Canada | Germany | France | Japan | Italy | Spain

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Musical Mondays – Gail Ann Dorsey and David Bowie

This is my favorite version of “Under Pressure” with the incredible Gail Ann Dorsey. You have to love a woman who can sing, play bass, and look insanely sexy—all at the same time.

It’s an amazing performance, and of course … Bowie’s not bad either 😉

Enjoy,

eden

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