Naughty Bits

Distractions, Excuses and a New Chair

Posted on by Moxie Malone

Wow. I can’t believe the last time I updated here was when I posted the Bootleg XXXmas album link. I swear I did not run away with Santa…or did I?

I mean, when you think about it, what do we really know about what that guy does after December 25th anyway? Does he hook up with a naughty girl or two…or ten and vacay in sunny South Florida? Maybe the big guy takes the Mrs. and elves to Disney, perhaps? And, why is he really so jolly? For that matter, what do you actually know about me and my potentially nefarious encounters with jolly men who bring me sacks full of goodies?

Now, I’m not saying that I actually ran off with St. Nick to South Florida…and Disney. I’m not even suggesting that he and I used fast passes to “ride a banshee” at animal kingdom in a way that ensured my spot on the 2018 naughty list, but I would like to show you my new writing chair. Coincidence?

Okay. Okay. I will admit that I was in south Florida and I did go to the Magic Kingdom. I’m just not saying I was there with Mr. Claus. Who knew that some elves are attorneys capable of writing brutal, iron-clad non-disclosure agreements?

Anyway, I returned home to beautiful New Orleans just in time for snow. Snow! Of course, we also had Mardi Gras season and it all just recently culminated on Valentine’s Day…and I’ve run out of the distractions (excuses) that have kept me from posting here. So, you can expect more frequent updates… at least until March 17th when the whole city becomes Irish. Erin go brah!

P.S. I can also be found on Facebook and Twitter. Stop by and say, “hi.” I don’t bite…too hard.

The Call – NaNoWriMo 2017

Posted on by Moxie Malone
This year’s Novel is The Call. It’s based on a flash fiction I wrote by the same name. I’m reworking this quick and dirty little tale to explore what happens when a wrong number may not be a wrong number, after all.
Following is the synopsis that can be found on my NaNoWriMo participant page:

Hot, steamy phone sex wasn’t what she expected that night when she answered her phone.  That smooth, deep, commanding voice sent delicious tingles zipping over her flesh and his words were like a warm, wet tongue tracing the curve of her ear. By the familiar way he spoke to her, it was clear that he thought she was someone else.
Normally, she’d tell him that he had the wrong number, immediately. Normally, she’d hang up on anyone saying the filthy things he said. Normally, she wouldn’t get so excited by the sound of a man’s voice. But, there was nothing normal about this call.
Eventually, she did try to tell him that she wasn’t who he thought she was. But he just kept talking and her toes just kept curling. And, really, what was the harm? It was just a little anonymous, naughty fun with a stranger who accidentally dialed her number.
Or, was it?

NaNoWriMo 2017

Posted on by Moxie Malone

NaNoWriMo: A time to once again exorcise my demons through writing. Or, should I spell it exercise? I like to give my demons a good workout.

(140 demonic little characters)

Note:
In a little over two weeks, I’ll be diving back into some focused writing as I tackle the challenge of producing a first draft of a 50k word novel. I’m still debating which of the twisted ideas floating around in my head will take center stage. I’ll let you know when I figure that out. Even if you aren’t a writer, you can “invest in the transformative power of creativity” by donating. Learn more here: Why Donate.

Headlines

Posted on by Moxie Malone
Wildfires, floods, hurricanes, and quakes filled news headlines. But, it was matters of the heart that filled her mind,
“My world is ending.”
(140 disastrous characters)
 
Note:
Mother nature has had her way with us this year. Many of us have been dancing to her tune for a couple of months preparing for, running from or cleaning up after her unleashed furry. Yours truly has been among those stocking up, leaving town and eventually playing host to others who had to get out of Dodge. And while this note serves as a feeble excuse for my long absence from writing, the main purpose was to explain where I’ve been and to remind us that many have not come through this unscathed. Their lives have been upended in profound ways through loss of loved ones and loss of the life that they knew. If you can help others in any way, please do.