Author of the Month for July~Little Cat

I came across LittleCat358 by complete accident… actually let me rephrase that... it was luck… I subscribed to one of those great communities on FFn that post fun, new, well written stories. Unplanned Perfection (UP) was one of those stories I got that day, it was only about 5 chapters in at the time and I began to read, almost instantly from chapter one I was completely captivated. Of course I added the story to my alerts to that I could be notified each time she updated, and let me tell you every time that little email came into my phone, no matter where I was I ran to read it, sometimes sacrificing my eyes to read the tiny writing on my blackberry. The way that Littlecat writes grips you completely, she gives you enough information about the characters and the drama to make you crave more. The drama she adds is completely mystifying, her characters are well developed and have interesting histories… UP is now complete and she is posting a completely new story The Demons in my Dreams (DimD) but more on that story later… So here is our interview with this amazing author, we hope that you run out to read what she has so wonderfully written.

1.     Tell us as much about yourself as you would like to share.

           

            I'm a stay at home mom of three. I have my undergrad in Psychology and my Masters in Social Work, but am not really using it for employment. I work with a Domestic Violence shelter and I try to use what I know about human behavior when I'm writing. 

            I'm a runner and I love to snowboard, although my body is getting to the point where it's protesting when I push myself too hard. Doesn't stop me from doing it, I just need longer to recuperate. LOL.  I'm also a soccer and dance mom. My life kind of revolves around my kids, but I'm learning that I have to take care of myself too, which is harder than I ever thought it would be.

            I've been writing since I was about twelve. During the grunge phase I wrote a lot of really morbid poetry and I think my teachers thought there was something wrong with me, but I just loved the imagery that certain words created. From there I just started writing short stories and even longer ones. I had one when I was sixteen that was almost complete and I was going to try and submit it to a publisher, but I couldn't bring it full circle and eventually gave up on it. I never knew if I was any good.

            It's only been in the last three years that I've really started to get serious about writing again. I am absolutely loving it and it's always good to get the feedback.

2. How and when did you become aware of Twilight?

            I remember seeing the trailer for the first movie and thinking it would be fun to go see, but it never happened. A friend recommended it to me when it was coming out on DVD so I was able to watch it, but then had to borrow the books because there were parts that I really got confused at. The rest is history.  

3. When was the first time you came across FanFiction?

           

            I guess I didn't actually come across it, but rather was tossed in unceremoniously. My same friend who recommended the movie told me about fanfiction. At first I thought it was just a ridiculous thing, but she swore to me that it was fantastic so I dove in. She was right. I was stunned by the quality of writing. I have found so many amazing stories and authors and friends.

4. Where do get your inspiration for your stories?

           

            I have no idea. Sometimes it's a song, sometimes it's a personal experience. It doesn't have to be anything big. The story usually writes itself around that one tiny little plot bunny. I get ideas at the weirdest times too. If I'm given ten minutes of silence to think, I can have a whole scene planned out in my head, even if I don't have the story figured out yet.

5. Do you write for any other fandoms or just Twilight?

           

            No, just Twilight. It will probably always be that way. I'm not sure I could move on to other fandoms, but I guess I will never say never.

6. What are you favorite character to write?

           

            It depends on the story. You know what's funny is that my favorite character to write in UP was little Charlie. He almost became a part of my family. It was very weird. In DiMD, it's actually Emmett. He just reminds me of so many teenage boys I have known. I want to hug him and throttle him at the same time.

7. Who would you say is the easiest character to write for you?

           

            Surprisingly Edward. I love trying to think like a guy. I guess it doesn't really matter the story anymore, his thoughts flow better than the others. Although, if you ask a guy, maybe I'm getting it completely wrong. Who knows.

8. Who is your favorite Twilight character?

           

            I'm not sure I have a favorite. I like little bits and pieces of each of them, but if I had to choose, I would say Carlisle. It could just be because whenever I picture him I picture Pfach, but I love how confident, kind, intelligent and understanding he is. Being eternally sexy helps too.

           

9. Which character would you identify with the most?

           

            Are we talking the original Twilight or the fanfics I write? The original story I think Esme, although I'm not nearly as patient as her....or as proper. But I do tend to be a nurturer and that's how I see her.

            In fanfic it depends on the story. I always put a little bit of myself in the Bella character, especially in The Demons in My Dreams. I think she's more like me than UP Bella.

10. How has your experience with the posting sites been? I.e. Fanfiction.net, The Writers Coffee shop, Twilighted or any other sites you may post on.

           

            I only post on FanFiction.net and Twilighted, but it's been amazing, although I'm not a huge fan of the anonymous flames, but what can you do? You have to take the bad with the good.

11. Do you have any grievances with your experiences?

           

            Ah ha ha. Of course I do. I don't think I'd be human if I didn't. When I started posting UP, I never, ever expected the reaction that I got. The immense emotional reactions were a little overwhelming. And the range was incredible. The same scene in a chapter could have some people raging at Bella while others raged at Edward and still others raged at the family. And then a few raged at me. I can still remember the very first flame that I got and I was in tears. I thought, “why am I doing this?” I thought that over time I would grow thicker skin, but, not gonna lie, it's still tough.

12. What do you prefer writing - fluff, angst, smut

           

            I love writing angst and drama, but over the course of UP I've also learned that I like writing the other stuff too. I like to put a little bit of everything in my stories, especially humor. I think everyone needs a little extra humor in their life. Life isn't one big ball of angst so I try not to write it that way.

            The first lemon I ever wrote was Bella and Edward's first experience in UP, the not so nice one, and I was really nervous. It was meant to have a wide range of emotions in it and it was essentially Edward's introduction to the story. I had no idea how people were going to react. Now, I really enjoy writing them. I try to make it more about the thoughts and emotions than the actually actions, but sometimes a good f*ck without thought is needed too. LOL.

13. Do you bring personal experiences into your stories?

           

            I do, but I'm not sure I want to say which ones. LOL. It's a lot of little things. Little Charlie in UP was full of my own personal experiences with my kids. There are also little things. Probably too many to point them all out that have actually happened to me.

            DiMD is much more personal to me overall. I have taken a lot of true stories and meshed them together. It often takes me back to that place when I'm writing and I'm both nostalgic for those days and relieved that I'm not doing it anymore.

14. What kind of research do you do for your stories if any?

           

            I try to do as much research as possible, right down to checking out flight schedules to make sure that I have the timing right. I've had to do research on the legal system and the jail terms for various crimes. For DiMD, I have a lot of knowledge about the foster care system so I use what I know, even though it may not be the same in Washington State. If I don't know, I try to remember to admit it and ask for a little bit of creative freedom, cause when it comes right down to it, sometimes it's hard to find some of the info.

15. What is your favorite book and part of the Twilight Saga?

           

            It's been so long since I've actually read the books I can't remember. LOL.  Although I wasn't thrilled with many parts of Breaking Dawn, I have to admit that I'm a sucker for an HEA.

16. What is your least favorite?

           

            New Moon. Mostly because I couldn't handle the time apart. I kept looking ahead to see when Edward would come back. LOL. That was my least favorite part of the whole saga too.

17. Which was the first FanFic story you read?

                       

            I believe that it was Wide Awake. I was told that it was “The Holy Grail of Fanfiction.” How does one ever turn away from that? I had to read and I got sucked in.

18. If you write multiple fics, which one has been the most enjoyable for

you to write and why?

           

            That's really hard to say. UP was my first, my baby. It was a monster in so many ways. I think I ran the gamut of emotions along with the characters and readers. Sometimes for the same reasons, sometimes for different reasons. I learned a whole lot about my ability as a writer and about the “politics” of the literary world. It's also the very first story I've ever completed so it will always hold very special meaning for me.

            DiMD is close to my heart. I loved working in the foster care system, even though it sometimes felt like I was chasing my tail. I can't tell you how many hours I spent banging my head against my desk. But the kids made it worth it. Sharing that through writing a piece of fiction is really rewarding.

           

Teasers for 7-12-11

Chapter 20 of "Just Like a Woman" by Maniac Motherland

“I’m still rather perplexed at when and where exactly you were able to purchase some black lingerie for me,” Bella called out from the motel bathroom. “And that you guessed my size almost perfectly. And, no…  I am not ready to come out and let you see me. Not just yet.”

Meanwhile, Edward was already completely naked under the sheets in the other room, awaiting his bride. And pitching a tent, as he would have said with his childhood friends, a life time ago, when they all were still kidding about their penises and giving them names and acting like they were some kind of different creature all together, and not simply another part of themselves.

Because all such juvenile foolishness gave them an excuse to jack off and fuck about wantonly and not care who they hurt in the process, he supposed, as he lay there contemplating it. To distance oneself from one’s own sexuality was to make one not entirely responsible for it either.

Sex was good. Sex was great. Sex was maybe, even, quite possibly holy. At least that was the working theory. And anyone who said otherwise could spend the rest of their life choking down sour spit to swallow their own burnt-out ashes of unhappiness, far as he cared.

Still, it was his wedding night, god-damn-it , and he wanted to get laid. Very, very badly.

“Lay-over in Seattle,” he called out, trying to be patient. “And, you almost done in there, love?”

“Ummm… well, kind of.  You see, the rest of the outfit is the correct size… but these things… these things… they were clearly not made for the pregnant woman in mind.”

“Please!” Edward started to whine. “You’re killing me out here, Bella. I love you no matter what, so come out and let me see the outfit. I’m already almost ready to pop! I swear, this wedding night will be over before you even enter the room, unless you get in here. Now!”

Bella laughed at this and then opened the door and took one big gulp of air before exiting the bathroom.  Her bosom heaved over the top line of the negligee at the slightest movement, and she held up one arm across her chest to hide her nipples which poked through the fabric like smooth mounds of swirled and sculpted marble under a fine film of silk and lace.

“Oh my sweet lord!” gasped Edward. “Please, move your arm down, Bella.”

“No. My breasts are huge. And it’s all your fault, Edward. Your baby has done this to me.”

“And… this is a problem… how?” Edward had to continue to remind himself to breathe.

“Really? They aren’t just ugly and floppy to you?” Bella asked, as she inched down her arm.

“Yes, really. I swear. They are absolutely heavenly, you silly, beautiful, oversensitive girl. Now come over here and I will try my best not to rip the damn thing into shreds as I undress you.”

“It is the nicest piece of clothing I have ever owned, outside of that dress in Da Nang, and so you better not destroy it, Edward Cullen,” Bella grumbled.

“And, if you remember, I got you outside of that dress in Da Nang without ruining it, Mrs. Cullen,” responded Edward. “And so you should trust me now as well. Just a bit.”

At this, Bella did put both arms down at her side, and moved slantwise towards the bed. She then slid herself gingerly under the edge of the comforter as Edward raised himself up and hovered above her body, looking down.

“So, I’m Mrs. Cullen now. Not Dr. Swan anymore, I guess,” she said, gazing up.

“You can be Dr. Cullen. Or Dr. Swan-Cullen. Or Dr. Sullen. Or Ms. Cullwan.   Or change your name to Moonbeam Greenleaf Hari-Krishna if you want. But, please, can we worry about this tomorrow?” Edward pled as he leaned in to kiss her neck.  “Because I have crawled on my elbows down a crooked road of blood and piss and mud and various psychedelic chemicals to be here with you tonight, Bella. And I have survived your dad pointing a gun at me as well. So let’s not spoil the moment with semantics. If that's okay with you?”

It was only a simple kiss on the neck, but God, he was almost drooling, he wanted her so badly. He had to slurp back a bit of saliva, his mouth watered so much at the smell of her skin.

Bella tilted her head to the side, content to be loved, content to be adored.

“You’re flesh sings to me, Bella,” he murmured at the rhythm of her veins. “A tune I will never be able to get out of my head. But the music is driving me mad. I just can’t take it anymore.”

“My body has never been particularly operatic before,” she retorted. “But you do love me? Really? Honestly? Still? Really? Promise me that you do.”

“More than life itself,” he said as he plunged he face in between her breasts, already lost in the siren call of the pattering pulse of blood just under her flesh. “I promise. Just let me… I need to… this is the part where I… oh please let me please…”

“So… ummm… then how exactly are we going to do this, Edward?” she whispered as he raptly nuzzled himself into her middle torso, just before reaching the growing bend of her belly.

“Very carefully.  The cervix, of course, is already sealed. But still… there is a bump here where there wasn’t one before.  On the other hand… pregnancy is said to make women more limber…”

He felt the smack on his skull, and it was hard.  Laughing into her skin, he didn’t raise his head.

“I deserve that. I really do. But you need to tell me what you want. I’m up for suggestions.”

With a devilish smile, Bella slanted herself as she slipped her hand under the sheet and took Edward’s erection in her hand.  A long hissing breath escaped from between his teeth as she encircled the once-familiar skin inside her fingers. 

“Up?” she teased. “For suggestions?”

Why does it feel like the first time she touched me, in that hotel room in Da Nang? Edward wondered as he this thoughts wandered, but he was soon was brought back to full concentration. He looked over at Bella’s face, wanting to thank her somehow, and she held his gaze as she brushed the top of his cock with her thumb. Letting him feel the individual lines and whorls of her fingerprints until the tip started to leak and give up the tell-tale droplets of slick, clear fluid.
“Bella,” Edward interjected, his voice not particularly firm at the moment. “Wait. Please…wait.”

His lover stopped, and after a few moments spent collecting himself, Edward reached over to stroke her shoulder. Bella slid down to press herself fully up against his naked body. Their legs intertwined, tangled flesh with only her thin clothing between them, the bottom hem of her negligee. Her nose touched his own as she focused intently on his eyes, before kissing Edward.

She may have left her own eyes open, but he quickly closed his. To seal in that moment forever.

She was Bella, his Bella. And no one was taking her away from him, every again.
Hands insistent on her hip and shoulder, Edward pressed Bella back into the bed as he rolled himself on top of her. The fabric of her nightie wrapped itself around his erection, silken and with just a whisper of tugging sensation, but it was still enough to force from him a groan.

“Am I hurting you?” a question without guile. “Is something… somehow... hurting you?”

“Maybe a little.  But, whatever it is, please don’t stop. I need to be inside you, Bella. All of you.”
“All of me? How… what? How?”

“Your mind, Bella. I want to read your mind.  Or at least, please allow me think that I am reading your mind.  Because I want to see the world as you see it, love. I want to see me as you see me.”

“That seems rather ambitious for a wedding night, don’t you think, sweetheart?” replied Bella.

“Maybe. Still, a guy can hope. So I guess I will just have to settle for a repeat of the first night that we met.  And I think, if memory serves, it went something like this…”

The Maid by oneof eddie’s girls  (This one shot is not posted yet!  Look for it soon!)

Letting the fantasy continue to play, he watched as she bent over to vacuum under his bed, the little skirt raising up showing the ruffled panties she was wearing.  His cock growing hard as the vision resumed, palming himself, Edward groaned as fantasy him walked up behind Bella and grabbed her hips, allowing her to feel how hard and needy he was for her.  Bella squealed a bit at the feel of his hardness, only causing Edward to smirk, he loved sneaking up to her like this, he knew how wet she would be for him, how much she got off on those little surprises.  


Just as it was getting to his favorite part, when the most annoying voice broke into his fantasy, "Edward stop eye fucking the help."

"Fuck you Rose, I was not eye fucking the help,"  Edward denied in the most irritated voice he could muster.  He hoped the lust that was running through his body was not being reflected in his eyes.  

"I call bullshit Edward, you have been eye fucking Isabella since she started working for daddy months ago," Rose saw through the shit her brother was trying to say, she'd been watching her twin brother for their 25 years, she knew when he was hiding something.  She could see the longing and desire in his eyes, come on it was the same look she gave Emmett, so she knew what that look meant.  She knew what her brother wanted to do with the maid.  

"What the fuck do you want anyway, I'm busy."  Edward attempted to steer the conversation to what his sister wanted and not what his libido did. 

Sing Me To Sleep by butterflybetty
When I got up to my apartment, I found Carlisle leaning against the front window, watching Edward drive off.  I expected to get the third degree, or at least have him tease me, but he didn't do either.  He looked back at me, small smile resting on his lips.  

Coming over and kissing the top of my head.  "I'm working a double today."  

"Be careful today.  You know I worry."  Fisting the front of his shirts, I pleaded with him.  My nerves were on overdrive from everything that happened today.  I couldn't explain why Edward's words hit me so hard, maybe I didn't really want to.  "Please, Car."  

"I promise,"  he whispered, tilting my head up.  "He's different, isn't he?"  

"I don't know,"  I replied, honestly not knowing.  "But he feels different."  

"Just be cautious, Bell.  You don't know him."  

"Trust me, I am,"  I mumbled. 

Forever You by losttwisisters

"You ready to get your groove on Bella?"

Finally after a couple of hours we are standing looking in the  mirror.   

"If I must say I think we are going to have to beat the shit out of some guys tonight.  We look H.O.T.," I said and Alice and Rose just started laughing.

Midnight Sun by losttwisisters

"Rose, Em did either one of you call 911?"

"Yes they should be here any minute."

I just nodded and looked back at Bella.

"Please Bella open your eyes.  You are safe, I have you now."

I watched as her eyes opened a little.

It’s You by losttwisisters

There was a knock at my office door.

"Come in."  I never looked up from my computer.  Next thing I knew someone had their arms wrapped around my neck and started to kiss down my neck.  I knew it was Bella because I could smell the strawberry scent of her hair.

"Oh Edward I have a fantasy of you fucking me on your desk.  Me coming here to surprise you like," she said turning me around in my chair.

Week of 7-10-11-Random-Coming on Easy-risbeencoldplaywhore

My Sunday Spotlight Rec this week is Coming On Easy by risbeencoldplaywhore 

This is a colab between Coldplaywhore and Risbee and I can promise you, that you definitely will not be disappointed. I honestly couldn't stop laughing through the entire thing!

Description: Three best Friends head to the North Carolina coast to enjoy their final summer together.  They get more than they bargained for from some unexpected visitors. 

There really are no words to describe how good this story is, I mean seriously E's peen is on display in the first chapter! So go read it for yourself and let them know that we sent ya ;)

Teaser Tuesday for 7-5-11

It’s You by losttwisisters

I knew that I needed to ask him about what he said last night but I was scared that he would tell me he did not mean it.  I knew for sure that I was totally in love with him too but I needed to make sure he meant what he said before I could reveal to him I loved his as well.  I was just not sure how to as him about it.  I was scared shitless.

Away From The Sun by ButterflyBetty

“Do you hate us?” Garrett voiced the question I knew everyone was asking themselves.

“No,” I replied, admitting it to myself, more than to them. “No, I don't hate you or blame you for any of this, but I don't know how to let you in, either. I don't want to lose you again, not now, but I don't know that I can be her.”

“Who?” pleaded Charlie. “Who do you think we want you to be?”

“Isabella,” I cried, covering my mouth. “I'm not her anymore. I don't know who I am.”

“You're Bella,” he assured me. “That's enough for us.”

“It is?” I sniffed, looking between the four of them. “If I'm never able to sit with you and call you mom and dad, or brother and sister, is that enough?”

“Of course it is,” smiled Renee, placing her hand over her heart. “Bella, all we want is a chance to know you, to learn who you are now. Just like we are with Garrett and Angela.”

“Yeah, Bella,” added Garrett, placing his hand on my shoulder. “Just give us a chance.”

“I think I am going to be sick,” muttered Angela. “Next thing you know we're going to be hugging, talking about how much we complete each other.”

Forever You by losttwisisters

"Sexy beast I bet you want to come out and play?"

He growled at me and nodded his head.  I looked over to Alice and Rose and it did not look much better for Jasper and Emmett.  Whispering again in his ear I said, "so Mr. Cullen are you planning on fucking the shit out of me tonight?"

Between Two Lungs by Nathaniel Aubrey Meyer

I was NINETY-NINE POINT PERCENT SURE, IT WAS A DREAM.  Or was it real?

I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night?  Let me think:was I the same when I got up this morning?  I almost think I can remember feeling a little different.  But if I’m not the same, the next question is “Who the world am I?”  Ah, that’s the great puzzle!

The next day that followed the incidental observance of ghost was uneasy, tense, and , at first, embarrassing. 

To my dismay, I found myself the center of attention for the rest of that day.  Just my lick that Bella’s engagement party fell on a Friday night-the night of my standing dinner date with Uncle Carlisle and Esme. 

Neither appointment could be denied.”

Midnight Sun by The Lost Twisisters

I really just had to get out of there for a minute.  He was making me feel really uncomfortable.  I did not like his hands on me.  Finally after a few minutes I went back to the table.  He had already paid the bill and was waiting for me. 

The Lucky Ones by Butterfly Betty

“Wow, this is...” Benjamin trailed off, spearing a grape on his fork and popping it into his mouth.

Leaning back in her chair, Bella shifted her eyes over to Maggie. “Why?”

“I don't know,” she replied, shaking her head. “You scared me, Bella.”

Looking away, Bella brought her hand up, covering her heart. Slipping my arm around her, I pulled her into my arms, holding her tight. “I had a nightmare. That's all.”

“It wasn't just a nightmare,” mumbled Maggie. “I have two little sisters, Bella. I've seen, and heard, more than my fair share of nightmares. You were screaming. Tears were pouring down your face, and you were fighting off someone, someone who wasn't even there.”

Bella flinched, angling her body toward me. I tightened my arms around her. “I...” Taking a deep breath, she slid her hand into mine. “I shouldn't have to tell you everything, in order for you to like me.”

“I do like you,” insisted Maggie, “but seeing you like that...I don't know how to process what I saw.”

“And you think if you know the dirty details, then you'd be able to handle it better?” I scoffed. “You have no idea the hell that some people can go through, only to come out fighting demons at every motherfucking turn.”

“Better we know than we rely on what we get from the internet,” muttered Liam. Bella snapped her head up, glaring at him.

“You fucking searched for us on the net?” she snarled.

“You two didn't give us much of a choose, Bella.” He shook his head. “You were screaming for them not to kill Edward, for fuck sake.”

Drawing the attention of those around us, I noticed the rest of our team watching us, waiting to hear just what Liam had found on us. With a heavy sigh, I realized they would never trust us to lead them if they thought they couldn't trust us. As long as we kept everything to ourselves, the worse everything would get. Standing up, I pulled Bella to her feet, slipping my arm down around her waist.

“You want to know everything?” Looking around, I saw them all nod their head. “Meet us at the gym. We won't talk about this shit here. Just so you know, you're all a bunch of cunt bastards for doing this.”

Dog Tags and White Tshirts by LoveLikeWoah

“You better go. You have a lot of work to do before you can make your way back to me.” I smoothed out my skirt, and messed with my hair as I looked around, hoping no one had caught our public display of affection.

“Until later, Miss Swan.” He took my hand and kissed it as he smirked at me, trailing his fingers along mine as he took a step backwards.

“Good day, Lieutenant.” I tried my best to wear a professional smile as I walked away from him. On the inside I was giddy and excited, thinking about that perfect man that I was now able to call my own. I turned one last time as I got farther away, to find him standing there, still watching me and smiling as I waved back to him.

Love the Way You Lie by bnjwl

His control snapped right then and there.  He pulled me across the center console and half into his lap.  He kissed me within an inch of my life.  The passion and care poured into me from his mouth.  His hands confirmed his feelings as his hand ran over my body.  It wasn’t the rushed, dirty groping that we had done so many times before.  This was hot, needy but yet so passionate and full of love.  I was almost in tears at the love that flowed between us.   He sat back and ran a hand through his hair, after a deep breath he looked over at me.  His eyes were wide and dilated with lust but he helped me sit back in my seat.  When my seat belt was snapped in place he put the car back in gear so that we could make our way home.  The tension crackled between us the whole time but silence remained. 

Week of 7-3-11-Sara-The Ice Queen and Mister McCarty-Sebastien Robichaud

Our Sunday Spotlight pick this week comes From Sara. She is out for the summer with prior commitments so she isn't able to post this, so I agreed to post on her behalf.

The story she wanted to share with you is The Ice Queen and Mister McCarty by Sebastien Robichaud

This is an Emmett and Rosalie story that will have you hooked right from the beginning. The writing style is just amazing with a plot that draws you in and makes it impossible to put down. To quote Sara “This is one of the best fucking stories ever.”  So give it a read and let her know that we sent ya ;)