The Final Buzzer

I don’t know how I kept this tour going. Oh yes I do — barely.

My life is Diana Ross upside down. After being grounded nuclear family-style for the past several years, all my stuff has been sold, given away or is in storage, and I am utterly mobile. I’m working on my small press, a documentary that will screen in a few months, several works of fiction, still contributing nonfiction to a couple of publications, and getting ready to travel half of Florida promoting my book — and it’s a big fucking state. I need a low-maintenance lifestyle right now and a 4-bedroom house in the country wasn’t providing that.

If it weren’t for the extremely-fucking-brilliant writers who make up Girls Who Score, I would not have set up a blog tour. But exactly because I was blessed enough, not only to have some of the most prolific, intelligent, well-known, admired, and respected erotica authors in the world, but all the authors that I personally admire in a geeky, fan-girlish way, contribute a story, I would have been remiss if I hadn’t. Each of the writers in this book has made me come…very far in my admiration for them. I would like to thank them for making my first foray into the hallowed halls of editordomshipness a very easy process. You will always be my starting lineup. Continue reading


Paisley Smith Takes The Field

I’m thrilled to be a part of the Girls Who Score anthology. Cleis Press regularly produces quality literary erotica that’s as well written as it is arousing. When editor, Ily Goyanes, sent out the call for submissions, I wondered what sort of story I could write. I’m sort of an indoor girl, you see, having boxed up my shelf-full of second place tennis tournament trophies. (I never could master play at the net).
But I love writing historical erotica and decided, with the popularity of Starz’ Spartacus, that I’d enjoy penning a short story about female gladiators. The women warriors were given the term gladiatrix. These fierce fighters were featured in nighttime games or as preludes to male combat. Like their masculine counterparts, gladiatrices were picked from slaves or from free women seeking to earn fame and fortune on the sands. And like the men, they faced uncertain fates in the arena and often fought to the death.

My contribution to Girls Who Score is “Cymone’s Dominatrix.”

On the eve of the games gladiatrix, Cymone, prepares herself by submitting to her equally deadly lover, Appolonia.
Appolonia knows exactly what it takes to force the gladiatrix prima to her knees—and keep her there. The lethal warrior-woman has stolen Appolonia’s heart. But when you are fated to die on the sands, love comes with a high price. Continue reading