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Rereading one of my alltime favorite novels, Richard Powers’ Galatea 2.2.

When this excerpt, one of the most romantically wonky I can imagine, stopped me dead in my tracks.

We caught eyes. We looked for longer than either thought we should. For moment, looking felt like something that happened to you rather than something you did. Not are you who I think you are? Am I who you think I am?

And if you know and love the novel as well, you might also love this little video made from another, related excerpt, here.

Happiness

“I think we’ve found our family,” Jasper says to Marina at the end of The Edge of Impropriety.

It makes me particularly happy to think that I wrote these words back in 2008, before  my son Jesse ever met his now-wife Masha and now-daughter Sasha, and before they were joined by new baby daughter Rory just this past October.

Indulge the blissed-out aging hippie Jewish Grandma in me showing you just one pic of their beautiful family.

And imagine how thrilling it was that Michael and I were actually visiting them when Rory arrived, since we were in the East Coast already — for my Mom’s ninetieth birthday party (talk about happiness and joy!) and so I’m feeling doubly, triply, exponentially blessed, and grateful to you as well, for letting me share.

 

Congratulations to my Molly Weatherfield Contest Winner

As Linda from Ontario, Canada waltzes off with an awesome array of erotic and literary goodies — a $25 gift certificate from Eden Fantasies and her choice of anything Molly Weatherfield’s envelope-pushing publisher, Cleis Books, has on its list. And (though I’m a big believer in the sexiness of being caught looking) there’s probably room in anyone’s repertoire for a little time out with the slinky, sexy blindfold Linda also won from Eden Fantasies, available in red, black, and purple.

So brava to Linda, contest devotee and master player. She knew that Carrie of Carrie’s Story went to Jonathan’s house at 3:00 in the afternoon, and that and a little luck made her the winner of three fantastic prizes.

Fanfare and huzzahs! Great New Contest Prizes!

While my bald avatar mollyw languishes in Second Life, I’m back here to announce that not only will the winner of my current contest win a $25 gift card to Eden Fantasies — fantastic online purveyor of sex toys, sex books, sex everything – but that Eden Fantasies has upped the ante by adding a prize of their own: their Intima Silk Blindfold, available in red, black, or purple.

While Cleis Press, publisher of Carrie’s Story and Safe Word (the erotic novels I wrote as Molly Weatherfield), has also donated one book of your choice, from their wide-ranging list of erotica and other smart, provocative titles.

This all being in celebration of Eden’s upcoming Naked Reader Book Club discussion of my erotic novel Safe Word (w/a Molly Weatherfield and one of my favorites of all my books).

The discussion will be next Tuesday night, September 13 at 8-10 PM EST (that’s 5-7 PM PST, my time, in California) — and I’m going to stop in sometime as well. The link is at http://www.edenfantasys.com/sex-forum/clubs/naked-reader-book-club/naked-reader-book-club-19/ and leave yourself time to log in, register, or whatever.

Please do come! I’ve got such great feedback from my (and Molly’s) readers over the years; I know you’ll love the folks you meet.

And who knows? If you’ve ever wondered what I do in my other writing life (or if you think you just might find something over there on the wild side to tickle your fancy), you can enter the contest right now, by going to my contest page at http://pamrosenthal.com/contest2.php, and answering the (as it happens) PG-rated question based on Carrie’s Story, the book that started it all and that is now in its fourteenth printing.

 

Perils of Pauline (or Pam) in Cyberspace

Or actually mollyw, as my Second Life avatar is not-so-originally monickered.

After a week of Real Life minor calamities (nothing serious, just the usual stumbles), mollyw went back to that delightful online world called Second Life, this time in the company of a Real Life friend who has the gorgeous Second Life avatar, Will0w Anatra. Will0w was going to take mollyw shopping for a new skin (ie shape), hair, clothes. And well, the shape is great (I love the broader shoulders), but the hair… omg, I’m having nightmares about the Bozo the Clown perms my mother used to torment me with… the hair is GONE! mollyw is now bald as an egg! And the kind of spiky, Laurie Anderson-ish thing I want her (me? us?) to have doesn’t seem to be so easy to find!

Hoping for help. I’m probably going back on tomorrow morning, after I spend some time today telling Molly’s readers about the upcoming online discussion of Molly’s erotic novel Safe Word at Eden Fantasies.

So stay tuned for more Molly. And more of the feckless, foundering, shiny-headed mollyw too.

And meanwhile, here’s a pic of my friend Will0w on Second Life. Someday mollyw is going to be fun to look at too.

Fear of Flying

Latest adventure in Second Life: trying to get to a new location, and suddenly hurtling through space (my avatar was anyway) over dark water and then, it seemed, plunging in.

Strange fun, actually, and I think I, or “I”, jettisoned a few items of clothing along the way :-)

A RL friend who’s been on SL tells me I was in “lag.” Further explanations gratefully accepted. (For newcomers to this set of posts, btw, RL = “real life”; SL = “second, or virtual online, life”. (Also interesting for folks like me who have created a fantasy world through novels).

Moments of Joyous Recognition

Or, to put it another way, I’ve been gobsmacked again.

This time by a reader of my Molly Weatherfield erotica, who invited me to come visit the alternative world where she and her partner hang out online, in the immersive digital universe called Second Life (SL), where residents (in the bodies of onscreen “avatars”) romp through beautifully realized and gloriously diverse interactive spaces in search of pleasure and provocation, community and creativity.

I’ve never done this before. So I’m slow and clumsy. My “mollyw” avatar is still boringly generic-looking, not sure of her online manners and prone to bumping into walls.

But my guides are patient and generous. And the walls themselves (not to speak of the furniture, accoutrements, and not a few of the residents themselves) are gorgeous. Because what’s particularly fascinating and impressive about Second Life is that its virtual spaces are built and designed by its users — customized, modified, and endlessly, gloriously embellished.

Of course the original designers and owners of the company were the ones who waded into the original primordial void of computer memory, to create light and darkness; cyberspace and cybertime; the laws of physics and the code of the avatars’ virtual DNA.But from there (as I learned from Wagner James Au’s lively book The Making of Second Life) they left it to the users, members, or residents (as they’re variously called). So there are tools for building, courses on how to learn to do it, a virtual-money currency for buying and selling artifacts thus created.

All this in the service of enabling creativity and furthering desire. While for me, all this has made for moments of purely joyous recognition, to discover not only how elegantly and skillfully realized the SL adult erotic area of Xaara is, but how hauntingly familiar the landscape is to me. What a astonishment to find a set of creative imaginations so akin to the one I discovered in myself when I set my intrepid heroine on her adventures through the alternate world I created within the covers of Carrie’s Story and Safe Word.

Oh, and it’s pretty hot too.

More reports to come — especially after mollyw goes “shopping” for shoes, clothes, skin, and much much better hair.

But in the meantime, if you’ve had any experiences yourself in Second Life, I’d love to hear about it.

Sex and the Semicolon

Check out this funny post about erotic writing at the Risky Regencies Blog: http://riskyregencies.blogspot.com/2011/08/muphrys-law-and-writing-sex-scenes.html

Actually, I’m rather proud of that semi-colon. Anybody know what book it’s in?

Molly and Me: A New Contest Finally

Congrats to Jackie from La Mesa, California, who won my last contest prize — two delightful and hilarious Regency chicklit novels by the funniest woman in romance, Janet Mullany (and a little chocolate).

Sorry it took me a while to get my next contest up, but it is now. Check it out: it’s one of my periodic erotica specials, for the Molly Weatherfield readers among you, and perhaps those of you who only know me as a romance writers but are curious enough to go where angels fear to tread.

The unusual hiatus for me was, of course, my visit east, first to the Romance Writers of America National Conference in New York and then to my son Jesse’s wedding in Baltimore. Being good enough reason, I guess, even for superego-ridden moi to be a little late…

…but if you want to get beyond the superego, check out Molly W

Molly and Me… a new contest soon

I was thrilled and flattered last April when an online discussion of my erotic novel Carrie’s Story (w/a Molly Weatherfield) attracted 345 posts. Not bad, I’d have to say, for a book that was first published in 1995 (and which I would never have dreamed would still be in its 16th printing as I write this).Nor would I have expected it to be described so often as a “classic,” not to speak of “one of the 25 sexiest novels ever written” (Playboy said that — check out their other choices here).

I couldn’t make it to the discussion itself, but this time I’m planning ahead of time, to attend the Naked Reader Book Club next September 13 when they discuss the sequel to Carrie’s Story, Safe Word. And to celebrate the event by beginning a new, erotica-themed contest next week, winner to be chosen on (natch) September 13.

The new contest will go up by this Friday, June 24.

But as I write this, you only have… um…3 hours and 23 minutes to enter my current contest at http://pamrosenthal.com/contest2.php, where the prize is 2 wonderfully funny and big-hearted, sexy and appealing, Regency chick-lit novels by the brilliant Janet Mullany — and a little chocolate too.