The Eternal Quest For Simple Things @MiguelUnlimited #music #writing #erotic #romance

I must be having a Virgo moment. I’m staring at my place, looking at all the shit I need to do and haven’t done. The dishes sitting in their soapy bath of rapidly cooling water. Well, it was soapy. Most of the bubbles are gone. The clothes I didn’t hang up or lay out in preparation for tomorrow. The bathroom I didn’t clean, you get the picture. I did manage to mow the grass, and I wrote on and off all day. My next masterpiece is coming along nicely LOL.

I love this song. Miguel talks about the power of the simple things, of love. How he wants it so bad. Don’t we all buddy! It’s fucking impossible though. Not love. Even if you’re romantically challenged, which we all have been at one time or another, you can always buy love…in a romance novel. Got you! LOL.

No, I’m talking about grappling with shit. Things. Bah. I struggle not to buy. I know I don’t need half of it, most of it. I have enough, more than enough things, but I can’t seem to help it. I battle. To give things away, to organize them, to put them in their place, get them out from underfoot.

I suppose all could be solved if I had a maid. But that’s too easy, no? I want to conquer things. To be minimalist in the extreme. To have all avenues wide open, breathing deep and clutter free. So far the closest I’ve come is waging a full on campaign to shred every unnecessary paper. Last weekend do you know I got rid of every House Beautiful magazine from 2009 until July of this year? The pile came up to my frickin’ knee. It took like four trips to the car, but I recycled them all. The sense of accomplishment faded way too quick.

But I will keep trying. To keep things simple, I mean. To downsize, right size, eliminate, sharpen the focus! I want nothing to stand in the way of me and my fiction. The closer I get to it, the closer I get to you. :)

Love you,


P.S. I hope you like the new site. My latest effort to be easy and clean and clutter free to coincide with the release of Paying For It, which I hope you’re enjoying the shit out of!

Paying For It Is Finally Done, Y’all! #writing #erotic #romance

Paying For ItBeloved readers – it sounds a little over the top for an intro, but I mean it, and you know it – it’s been a long time since I offered you anything new, and I’m a low life scum sucking, full time non-romance writing career having jerk for that. I accept it. But here it is, Charlie and Tunie’s story, Paying For It, at long last. I sooo hope you guys enjoy this! I have everything crossed: fingers, toes, eyes, you name it. If you love it, leave me a review on Amazon, hit every like and tell all your friends – thanks in advance, mua! – if you don’t, I’m sorry to hear that, but keep it to yourself. I’m kidding. Not really.

I had a wonderful time writing this, and I’m hard at work on my next book. Snippets to start appearing next week!

Love you,



She Came To Give It To You – @Usher #howyouseeit #sexy #power

I CANNOT WAIT for this album. Y’all know it’s serious because I abhor unnecessary caps, but the sentiment is real! LOL How is that Usher can have the girls poppin’ and shakin’ in his videos, but it never seems tawdry or exploitative? It’s always beautiful, and in this case, just a touch weird, which I sooo like. These girls look powerful, luscious, like you couldn’t help but reach out to touch them, and then they’d slap your hands and laugh. His production value just keeps going up and up and up. It’s inspiring. #PayingForIt coming soon…

- SS

Snippet: Charlie and Tunie #writing #erotic #romance


Home stretch, babies. One mo’ read through and then, I’ma let her go… I posted this scene for you because I like the normalcy between my hero and heroine. How easy they are with one another. And of course, I like that Charlie can’t keep his hands off Tunie. He will do anything to ensure her comfort. Seriously, the government or some damn body needs to make this kind of love compulsory for all living human beings. If they did, we could probably end all wars and unnecessary violence. Everyone would be too busy knockin’ boots to knock heads…RIP Mike Brown.

Another night, after she watched something on TV, and he watched her watch it, she rose to refill their glasses with the fresh juice she habitually made from lemons, limes, grapefruit or whatever was handy – tonight was lime ginger ale – and returned to sit beside him on the couch.

“No, sit here.” He patted his lap.

He helped her to sit comfortably on top of him.

“Did you eat already?” He’d been later than usual getting home, and he knew she liked to eat before six.

“No. I wasn’t hungry.”

“You have to eat.”

“I ate earlier.”


“At breakfast and lunch,” she laughed. Continue reading

Snippet: Charlie and Tunie #writing #erotic #romance

Hey y’all. First round edits are complete. Second round begins today! I’ve been cutting and spicing and cutting. Whoo! It’s a beast, but I love it. Here’s another lil taste of Tunie and Charlie’s angst-y tale of romance. Let me know what you think! – SSPayingForIT

Tunie must have walked for over an hour. She walked until she looked up and realized it had gotten dark while she was lost in her thoughts. She was quite a ways from home, and her feet hurt, so she hailed a cab. But instead of heading for the apartment, she told the driver to take her downtown. She couldn’t take anymore tonight. Charlie would probably be gone by midnight, then she could go to bed in peace.

Charlie. Arrogant, silly, spoiled ass Charlie. He was something else. A walking contradiction and he didn’t even know it. So full of confidence, and knowing, but as sensitive as a turtle without his shell once you peeled back a few layers. Continue reading