In The Defence of Winter

Disclaimer: this post is neither funny nor about writing. It’s actually just my thoughts on a subject. Just a heads up. 🙂

I make no secret of the fact that I am an Autumn/Winter girl at heart. But if I’m completely honest, Autumn is my favourite of the two seasons. I’m something of a spiritual person and nature is definitely my church. To me, Autumn is the time when the world is growing quieter, yet magic and mystery are more alive than ever, blazing like fire in darkening evenings. Waiting in the shadows like playful spooks. It’s fun and exciting.

Then the winter comes along. It gently sprinkles its own subtle magic over everything it touches. You can see the world glittering, turning as delicate as glass at the fluttering brush of Winter’s cold fingertips. It smiles soothingly, chuckling at the irony of the misconceptions that surround it. Winter does not bring death, just much needed sleep.

Society today gets quickly swept up in the excitement of seasonal celebrations, so we enjoy the winter for those reasons. We embrace warm jumpers, fluffy blankets, hot chocolates, large dinners, gift giving etc. But it is all over too quickly, and before long, it is January.

And then the wait begins. We sit and pine for the sun, eager for Spring to hurry and save us from the seemingly endless wasteland of winter.

I get it, sometimes I feel the same way. But I try to remind myself to be grateful for these slower months. To take time to just be inside with the ones I love, without the need for a tree laden with pretty boxes. Still cuddle up and stay warm together, talk to each other, listen to each other.

Yes, winter is quiet, slow and cold. But it is also so beautiful just as it is. It forces us to accept what is utterly beyond our control, and therefore to be grateful for what we have. Try not to wish it away, but instead, embrace it, revel in the gift of these moments of peace.

Take care,

Strange

My view of a stunning Winter sunrise from the train to work

Creative Explosion!

Hello, readers!

This is more of a quick update than anything else, but I’m finally in a headspace for writing again and I’m so excited that I needed to share!

Since starting my new job role in the later part of last year, I’ve been a lot busier at work. This is something that I’ve been wrestling with; I never expected to progress in that job, I mostly just show up so I can support my family and pay for a house to write smut in.

Secretly though, I am passionate about certain aspects about my job, and I was offered an opportunity to have an impact in an area I really care about, so I took it. I’ve mentioned before that the role comes with longer hours, extra responsibility and a Masters level training course. As a result, my stress levels have been through the roof and my writing capabilities have been almost zero.

This weekend though, I submitted my first assignment, and it’s like my brain was suddenly freed of a massive weight. I had a clear direction for my story, and banged out 1,000 words in less than half hour. I’m now really excited about the way it’s going.

I also designed my entire kitchen remodel, new garden landscape, loft conversion and created a state-of-the-art Pokemon Zoo with Playmobil for my son. The last one was the most impressive.

What about you, dear readers? How are your ventures coming along?

Joseph Chiltern Pearce said, ‘To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.’

Never been an issue, JCP.

Take care,

Strange

Happy New Year, Everyone!

Just a quick note to say I wish all of you out there a very happy new year!

My Grandparents were from Glasgow, so I have an endearing relationship with Scottish New Years traditions, particularly the loud, passionate chorus of ‘Auld Lang Syne,’ at midnight. As closely as we can translate it, ‘Auld Lang Syne’ means something like, ‘For old times sake.’ I love that song, as do so many of us.

That been said, I’m very much up for whatever new times are waiting ahead. May 2023 bring each and every one of you new, and gloriously sexy adventures!

(Which you can then tell me about so I can market them.)

See you all next year, and as the famous song goes, ‘we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne.’

Ah, the Scottish brogue. As clear today as it was in 1788.

Take care,

Strange

Merry Christmas Everyone!

I just wanted to wish anyone out there reading this a very Merry Christmas.

There can be alot of pressure at this time of year to be deliriously happy and get swept up in the spirit. For most of us, that’s fine, wonderful even, but for others, Christmas can be anything to moderately annoying to severely painful, depending on what you’re going through at the time.

To those of you out there who know what I’m talking about, I get it, I’ve been there. Trying to grind out a smile while it feels like your world is collapsing. To you, I wish you love, compassion, warmth and friendship.

Remember, keep your head up and keep believing. As Grandsanta said in Arthur Christmas, ‘They used to say it was impossible to teach women to read.’

Take care,

Strange

How to Balance Everything and Look Flawless Doing It…

Riiiiiiight.

Hello again, Readers!

It feels like it gets longer and longer between posts at the moment, but that’s largely because I’m moving slower with my writing too.

I’ve mentioned before that I’ve got a new job which actually comes with a massive training course alongside it, so I’m pretty damn busy at the moment.

And let’s not forget that we have officially entered the craziest time of the year: Holiday Season! My family celebrates Christmas and I’m sure we all know just how much that gets in the way of everything else. Have I done any writing today? Nope; I’ve been busy wrapping presents for neighbours I don’t know and relatives I don’t like. Ho, ho, ho!

To be honest, I’m so charmed by the season since I became a Mum that none of the annoying aspects of it bother me at all anymore. I was even blasting the Christmas radio station (oh yeah, that’s a thing) in my car the other day. When I see my boy writing letters, looking out for reindeer, decorating a tree, baking cookies…frankly, you’d be hard pushed to sour my eggnog.

Anyway, back to writing. Because I’ve had to slow down in pretty much every aspect of my life to balance it all, I’ve actually had to look a lot more closely at my writing to make sure I’m using my time effectively. As such, I’ve found another weird niche that I’m quite good at; erotic horror/sci-fi. I’ve done a few stories in this genre before, mostly because the occasion (Halloween) called for it.

But having this time constraint has meant I’ve had to write what comes the most naturally to me, and it seems that the weird stuff is just pouring out of me uncontrollably. It’s my first high school party all over again!

So, I’m currently working on my new Erotic short, tentatively named, ‘Slime Lake.’ Though the title may yet change. It’s an erotic horror and a loving homage to the films I loved in the 90’s. It’s a little tongue in cheek, and a little tongue in anus.

Sorry, I’m in that kind of a mood.

On that note, I leave you with a quote from a British politician who absolutely would not have ended up starring on I’m A Celebritity…

‘Success is stumbling from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm.’ – Winston Churchill

It should be noted, he was a big drinker, and ‘failure’ may have been code for ‘pub.’

Take care,

Strange

Aaaand done!

Yup, I’ve finished the aforementioned gargoyle story entitled; Thane the Monster.

It actually took me so much longer than I anticipated! I had planned to do this one, then several others to compile for another Halloween collection, but as they say, life got in the way.

I was going to spend much of the summer writing, lounging in the sun, generally feeling like a very glamorous author and lady of leisure.

The mistake I made was forgetting that I am now a mother of a three-year-old. Who is on Summer holidays. Any free time I imagined I had has been completely absorbed by day trips, paddling pools, play-dates and the like.

I should be clear, I have loved every minute of it, and having so much time for my son has been so wonderful. And many of my friends have teens that they never see anymore, which makes me all the more grateful for the time I have.

That been said, it has meant that I’ve actually gone through one of my slowest writing periods ever. I was actually having to read back through the beginning several times to make sure I was keeping the details consistent.

Anyway, it’s done and I’m actually pretty proud of the result. I did quite a bit of research into the Gothic genre and I made a point of trying to include some of the traditional style while also remembering that I’m writing smut and no one is going to notice my efforts. There’s a creepy setting, bad weather, confusing explanations, even a very on the nose title! What more could you want?

Ah yea, we’ll there’s even some of that thrown in too, for good measure.

I honestly did not intend this, I swear it! But I ended up putting a bit of a nefarious mystery element in there too. I couldn’t help it! It made the whole backstory so much more tragic and beautiful.

So, there you have it folks. Thane the Monster is now available on Amazon. Hope you enjoy!

Mary Shelley said, ‘Beware, for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.’

Well, Miss Shelley, you beware. For I am reckless, and therefore, unreliable.

Take care,

Strange

Getting Stoned

And by that, of course, I mean I’m writing a story about a mythological creature made of stone. Yup, Strange is writing about gargoyles!

Why? What did you think I meant?

Yes, readers, I’m really delving into some very niche tropes here, but hear me out! It seems that monsters and demons are the new vampires- people are really into it.

And here’s the other thing, they’re not alone. I’ve always found mythological monsters sexy too, but I figured I was the only one, isn’t that always the way with kink?

Funnily enough, I recently downloaded the Disney+ app for my son, and one of the recommendations was a show from the 90’s called ‘Gargoyles.’ I was so excited! I’m like, ‘I remember watching that show, I loved it as a kid/preteen. Come on, nostalgia!’

Anyway, ten minutes into watching it I suddenly realise that I wasn’t actually as invested in the storylines as I had thought. But I was completely captivated by ridiculously ripped, long-haired lead gargoyle, Goliath. Funny how you don’t realise what shapes your indulgences as you grow up, huh?

I’m also using this as an opportunity to get my teeth into a new style of writing; gothic. I’m having a lot of fun playing with imagery and personification to set the scene. Check this out:

The moon was waxing, almost full, but hidden behind a thick blanket of dark, angry clouds. The rain beat down upon the earth like stones, spiteful and sharp. The lightening was the only source of brightness, and it seemed to cackle madly at the irony of it’s fleetingness. No, it had no comfort to offer the humans it illuminated.

See that? Am I gothic AF or what? #sodark #strangeandelvira4eva

That’s one of the opening paragraphs; Mr Strange was very specific on what he wanted to see in this one, ‘Give me dark, brooding, storms, all that good stuff.’ And when I read him what I had written so far, his answer was, ‘Well, it’s good…But where’s the humour?’

Needless to say, I had an answer for him, but it’s not appropriate for this platform.

In other news, my straight novel is also coming along nicely, if veeeeery slowly. The main characters are literally just about to start their journey. It’s been hard trying to manage my pacing appropriately to such an epic word count, but I’m getting there. It’s weird having so much time to develop and get to know my characters, usually I’ve seen their best side, worst side and backside by now.

At this point, even I don’t know exactly how my characters are going to respond or how things are going to play out. My main concern is, how much do I like the characters? Usually I’m in love with them by now, but because I’m having to flesh the story out so much more than usual, I’m genuinely a little unsure. I like how I picture them in my head, but is that coming across yet in the story? Will people be invested in their development, rather than the face value? I guess time will tell.

For now, dear readers, I leave you with this quote from the aforementioned Disney series;

Goliath: Courage. Virtue. Struggling to do what is right. Gargoyles and humans want to believe that we are always in control. That we can aide our loved ones in any crisis. But there are times when life mocks our ride. That is when we learn humility, and that the greatest of our strengths is to persevere.

…fuck, that cartoon was hot.

Run away with me, Strange.

Got Milk?

It’s happened, my new story ‘Sweet and Milky’ is available on a free promotion right now!

Writing this story was pretty challenging in the end, not because of the content, but because of the word count. Mr Strange and I set out the parameters for a story before I ever put fingers to keyboard; and this needed to be around 8,000 words, and a lactation/Hucow theme.

Well, that’s nice and broad, no problem, right? When I wrote ‘The Wife and the Call Girl,’ I had a similar scope to work with and I figured this would be much the same. What I didn’t consider was that in TWanCG, it was a long build up to a single sex scene. ‘Sweet and Milky’ is slightly more complex.

As I was writing, I realised that, at least from my perspective, the eroticism in this story came from the transition of the protagonist becoming a Hucow. I seriously enjoyed exploring this idea, but it was hard to fit everything I wanted into my limited word count.

I had to really hone the writing down to include very key points and elements, it was a great exercise in not wasting words and I feel like I managed to bring the whole thing together pretty well.

Now, I know what you’re thinking, ‘Strange, you claim to research your books very thoroughly…do you now own a bell choker?’

Well, readers, I won’t go into detail but I can tell you that I now have a themed bikini that will raise some eyebrows next time I’m around the pool.

In the end, I’m very happy with the product, and it seems to be being well-received so far so I’m hoping I’ve done the fetish justice. Not to brag, but I’m currently #1 in the Sci-Fi erotica chart on Amazon. Take that Mills and Boon.

Mason Cooley said, ‘Moo May represent an idea, but only the cow knows.’

What the fuck was he on about?

Until next time, take care!

Strange

Let’s Get Moooooving!

I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself! If you’ve read my most recent posts, you’ll know that I’m currently working on a full, mainstream novel that is still underway as we speak. That been said, mama still needs to bring home the bacon, and the relevance to the animal puns will soon be revealed!

I’m still writing shorts alongside the novel but for obvious reasons it’s now taking longer to get them written and published. This is also why it’s been a while since I released a post on here.

In the interest of trying to stretch my story writing muscles, I’ve been exploring yet more new kinks to write about, and this time, you can bet the farm that I’ve found a good one. At least, I think it is.

My new story falls within the genre of Hucow(ism?) with some subtle undertones of mind control or manipulation. Again, some of the more risky themes in today’s ‘Cancel Culture’ world but, as I’ve said before, what goes on for a consenting adult reading a fantasy story…

I love a bit of light mind control in my erotica, personally. As a sub, the idea of giving up even your ability to make decisions for yourself seems like the ultimate act of submission, and appeals to my kink in that way. I know it’s different for everyone, that’s just how my freak manifests itself.

The Hucow thing, however, is relatively new territory for me. It is a theme that rears it’s head (I can’t stop myself!) fairly frequently in the D/s realm and I would be lying if I said I hadn’t taken a casual stroll around the pens. I mean, from my perspective, if submitting your mind is submissive, submitting your very humanity has got to have some appeal. And in many ways, it does.

The other angle that I have enjoyed it from, is that of a curvy woman. I’m size 10 now, but it’s been a long, hard fight to get there. I’ve always battled my weight and as a teenager I was very self-conscious about my body. What I love about Hucow stories is that it often empowers women with a fuller figure, making large breasts and hips an object of worship rather than scorn.

On top of which, the Hucow fetish often gets paired with a ‘thick and juicy woman’ preference, even acquainting itself with feeder/feedee tropes. Not to mention lactation which then can blend into the DM/lb scene. So there’s a huge scope for exploration depending on which way you lean.

So, yeah, it’s a pretty diverse topic. I’ve enjoyed researching the kink, reading the stories and coming up with my idea, but most of all, I’ve enjoyed exploring how this particular kink appeals to me even if it isn’t my immediate go to.

K M Strange: Growing as a person while getting people off since 2020.

This story is about half-way written at the moment. I’ve had a few road blocks along the way but, hey, no point crying over spilled milk! I’ll keep you all posted on it’s development and let you know when I have a release date.

Someone once said, ‘Your sexiest body part is your mind.’ Well, I have news for that someone; ‘I’m hot now. Suck it.’ 😎

Take care,

Strange

Disclaimer: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You are the sexiest version of yourself when you believe you’re sexy. Don’t let other peoples opinions (or K M Strange’s tongue in cheek humour) ever make you doubt that. 😘

And we’re ready write…

More of a post than a blog post a suppose, I just felt like sharing this incredibly important part of my writing process. You know, in case it helps any of you other writers out there.

1) Make a hot chocolate.

2) Don’t skimp on the whipped cream and sprinkles.

3) Write the next Jurassic Park with your new found, hot chocolate fuelled inspiration.

You’re welcome 😎

Take care,

Strange