The Blue Room

The Lonely of Twitterdom

2010-01-16T22:39:00.000-08:00

Ms. Anabel is frustrated with Twitter. There is a person on this network whom she very much covets, but she cannot touch him. She can follow him, but unless he chooses to follow her, he will never see her there. Like a one-way mirror, she watches his seductive tweets throughout the night, sees into his mind, hears his laughter, his whispered suggestions... but alas, he doesn't know she's there.

Her cat walks across her keyboard, adding more upset.

Anabel is going to draw the curtain over the looking glass for tonight.

Stupid Twitter.

Swimming Nekkid

2009-07-10T15:49:00.000-07:00

Ms. Anabel has done it, have you? She says there is nothing like it, the feeling of cool, clean water rushing by your skin--which is, by the way, one of your Most Sensitive Organs--unencumbered by heavy, weighted, restrictive clothing of any kind.

Bathing suits, Anabal says, are terribly over-rated. Sure, they might look good when you first put them on, as you pose just so on the chaise lounge so that Mr.-All-Get-Out-Sexy guy can view those most precious parts of you, (your gift, of course, to him...) but once that suit gets wet, it's libel to become misshapen, dreary, heavy, scratchy, downright icky. So, just take it off.

Swimming, and sleeping, Anabel is quite certain, must be done in the nude. She feels quite strongly about it, and that's why her character Ms. Marisa drops her smart little biz suit and goes skinny dipping in the boss's Beverly Hills mega estate pond in the upcoming short erotic tale, WHILE THE CAT'S AWAY. But more on that soon. It's time for swim.

Love,
Anabel

"Steamy and very erotic..."

2009-06-20T12:59:00.000-07:00

So says Danielle at Coffee Time Romance, one of my FAVORITE romance reader sites... and if Danielle likes it, you will like it, too!

Four coffee cups is a great review! Although I think four pink martinis would be really sweet, don't you?

Danielle does say she's not sure about Bobby's making fun of Chelsea; well, it's true that he finds her amusing, but without spoiling the fun, I can't really tell you why. (It will only cost you a buck fifty to find out for yourself!)

SEX LIBRIS, by Anabel Blue, new short & steamy from Erotique Press! Read it today--you know you want to... ON SALE NOW 25% OFF! (Can you afford $1.13?)

Why a Library, You Ask?

2009-06-19T13:53:00.000-07:00

I ask, why not?

Okay, I may or may not try something as brash as seducing a guy between Shakespeare and Faulkner. But there is something...titlating?... about doing it in a public place. I mean, seriously, a library? How about if the intended, hot, seductee has a mom just around the corner working at the check-out desk!

Chelsea Mannix doesn't care. In fact, the thought of almost being caught only drives her passion higher. And Bobby, she's sure, won't mind, once he gets a look at what she's wearing underneath her short, pleated skirt... which ain't much...

SEX LIBRIS by, well, me!

Give it a quick read today!

OMG! Not 007!

2009-05-23T13:24:00.000-07:00

I waited awhile to watch the finale of Grey's Anatomy. I carefully avoided all the spoilers flying around. If you haven't watched. stop reading now.

I pretty much knew Izzie would expire. I mean, it had long been announced that both Katherine and T. R. were leaving the show, it was just a question of how. I actually thought they might run off together. How stupid was that? So when it looked like Izzie would rally there at the end, I knew it was a fake-out. But when the mutilated "John Doe" good samaritan etched "007" into Meredith's palm, I was just stunned. It was a good kind of stunned, I wasn't angry at the writers, but I was angry when George died. What a shocking way to end the show. I also thought the elevator scene was borderline campy. George looked awesome in uniform, but it was, well... uh.

Now the new season will have to begin with grief. Losing both Izzie and George in this manner will be really tough on the docs. No matter that Sloan and Little Gray are about to shack up. And what do you think about Derek and Meredith's pseudo hand-fasting? Eh. Like that's gonna hold water, right?

I still think Chandra Wilson is one of the best things about Grey's. Her spunky, in-your-face golden-heartedness just fills such a big spot on this show. She has reminded me of someone I really care about for some time, but didn't put my finger on it until this last episode. My publisher and friend Karen Syed is my real-life Miranda Bailey. And that's a compliment, Karen!

I won't miss Isobel Stevens all that much, but George's absence will be very noticable for me. RIP, 007. Seattle Grace won't ever be the same without you.

Love,

Anabel

SEX LIBRIS Is Available!

2009-05-19T14:51:00.001-07:00

At long last! I have a new release, and... is it hot in here? Somebody give me an ice cube to draw down my chest...

I've heard of having sex in unusual places, but--in the library? Is Chelsea Mannix crazy, or just crazy for Bobby McVicker?

Here's the commercial: Download your copy today at Erotique Press, for only $1.50!

Whew. Off to turn down the A/C~

Anabel

Grey's Last Week - OMG!

2009-04-02T11:26:00.000-07:00

by Anabel Blue

Say what you will, but I am a Grey's Anatomy nut. Caution, if you're not up-to-date with your DVR, spoilers may be found! Word on the street is that there is a wedding coming up, and it's not between Derek and Meredith. What couples remain? Well... there's Owen and Christina, but that would be pretty doomed since she can't fall asleep for fear of him murdering her... Sloan and Little Grey, doesn't seem likely for the badboy bed-hopper to get hitched but he does seem smitten... then there's Izzie and Karev. Alex is another badboy-non-committer. I'd say this is the best choice, since Katherine Heigl has opted out of the series this season... will she marry Alex and then...die?

But wait. Word is that George O'Malley is also leaving Seattle Grace this year. Maybe Izzie and George will get hitched and get out of Dodge together? Stranger things have happened. Of course, that would leave Karev the lonely boy once again. And I think he really loves Izzie. From last week:

Izzie: Hey
Alex: I snooched into a cup for you today.
Izzie: Um, thank you?

Catch the replay online if you missed and find out what Alex means by "snooched". Hmm.

Tune in next week!

SEX - In the Library?

2009-02-23T09:43:00.000-08:00

Chelsea Mannix has a plan. A plan to relieve hot-but-innocent Bobby McVicker of his pants, and in the library, no less! She's put it off far too long, so out come the garters and sheer stockings of her mother's day, and off come the bra and panties--she won't be needing them tonight.

Coming soon from Erotique Press: SEX LIBRIS by Anabel Blue. Stay tuned for more!

Love, Anabel

Author of POWER PLAY from Erotique Press. Also available at Fictionwise. Visit Anabel at her website!

Talk About Kissing!

2009-02-14T00:01:00.000-08:00

by Anabel Blue

"Kissing power is stronger than will power." So said Abigail Van Buren, "Dear Abby" to most. OMG, does that mean if I kiss my hubby every time I crave a chocolate bar, I'll lose weight??

"I have found men who didn't know how to kiss. I've always found time to teach them." Did Mae West have it right, or not? And doesn't that just epitomize the sassy bombshell who exuded sexual tension at every curvy move?

"Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words." Ah, Margaret Mitchell. She may have been a tiny, prim looking little lady, but she knew how to steam up a car window!

"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous." Amen to Ingrid Bergman, who clearly knew the difference.

Go forth and create kisses to quote about! Happy Valentine's Day!

Anabel Blue is the author of POWER PLAY from Erotique Press. Visit Anabel at her website!

Locked in a Tower!

2009-02-13T17:04:00.001-08:00

For two years. Believe it! Yes, dear Anabel has been incarcerated by her alter ego, who's been writing milque-toast boring blah blah. But Ms. Blue has escaped, having been locked up so long that her hair was finally long enough to weave into a rope.

Yeah, right.

But she has been busy. Writing. Not just one new surprisingly hot little story, but two! Coming soon from Erotique (doesn't that name just tickle your tongue?) are SEX LIBRIS, about a college coed who gets off doing the nasty in a public library, and WHEN THE CAT'S AWAY, a tale about two strangers who take advantage of a wealthy man's estate--specifically, his bedroom--while he's away on vacation.

So stay tuned! Anabel is breathing hard, beckoning you back into the Blue Room...

Romancing the Reader

2008-10-09T21:11:00.000-07:00

Better Late...

It's my one flaw. I'm never on time. I think it's psychological, and I inherited it from my late dad. One of my very best friends is always late, too, so we are just a train wreck when it comes to getting together. It's like we subconsciously try to out-late each other. But we are very gracious about it and continually let one another off the hook for our tardiness.

What does this have to do with romance? Just a minute, I'll think of something. Oh, yeah. Now I remember. About being "late."

I was 41 years old, so being "late" didn't impress me much, if you know what I mean. But it should have, because I was pregnant with my 3rd child after a ten year gap. I was stunned. My husband fell back on the bed and cried. We had plans, you see. A baby was not in them.

Of course we recovered within, say, an hour or two. Rejoiced. Celebrated. And it was then that I began to wonder how it all happened. People teased us about being older, about being careless. Well, yes, and yes. We were. Careless. In fact, we knew exactly when our delightful little daughter was created.

It was Mother's Day, 1995. My husband likes to tell his friends about the day, the one and only day, he went river rafting on a river he had no business being on. Wild and raging. He, inexperienced in a canoe. He survived. Made him a man. Proud. Strong. **Virile!**

I roll my eyes at the story, but I have to smile to myself. My honey is anything but macho, yet he perceived this life-threatening river trip as something romantic in his life. Something daring and intoxicating-- dangerous, I guess-- is romantic.

So when we talk about our surprise daughter, he tells the river story and I always say, "Happy Mother's Day to you, too!"

Anabel

Romance at Heart Likes Power Play!

2008-08-17T17:16:00.000-07:00

Just found this great review. Rose at Romance at Heart Magazine wrote a lengthy, positive review for us! She said, in part, that "POWER PLAY is a unique and daring little read and it goes well with a short time and the desire for a sexy and quick hot read." She also gushed that "Anabel Blue has concocted a sexy, hot read that entertains and enthralls."

Well, hot damn!

Anabel is already busy on her next one, although her alter-ego Anne is bragging on another blog that SHE is writing the story about the sales girl who gets locked into an old department store all night and has sex with this incredibly hot guy who just happens to be locked in too.

More on that another time.

I just woke up

2008-06-03T11:48:00.000-07:00

After a long, long sleep. Actually, I kinda lost it. My password. But, miracles being what they are, it came to me suddenly.

So what's up? Not a lot. I'm just tickled pink that I'm awake!

Now, if I could just get into my other blogger account...

Like Hot But Not Blistering?

2008-05-28T15:19:00.000-07:00

I'm Anabel Blue... and I write ultra-sensual stories. Stories that are more than just about arousal, these are tales about women with depth and power. Come along and talk about what makes a sexy story click for you...