Nightingales Update!

I am pleased to announce that MCP has upgraded to Shopify and our products are now available for purchase.  Come on and check us out.

The pilot episode in the Nightingales series, CRASH!!! has a snazzy new cover and is ready for reading in our store.  The supplementary blog is currently being updated, but you can get a quick taste of CRASH!!! right here.

Fic Update Alert: "Lovesick"

Chapter 9 of "Lovesick" is now posted on pinkelegance.  Do enjoy!
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"He saw another tear slide from under the blindfold and saliva drip from the sides of her mouth.  “Do you feel me, Nedra?  Do you understand the translation…the words I can’t speak because I’m afraid of your response?  You can’t acknowledge any of what I say once I remove the ball gag.  You just need to absorb it, feel it, hear it.  You need to know my secret and keep it locked in your heart while we are involved and if we evolve.  You have to do that.  You owe me that.”"

Fic Update Alert: "Lovesick"

Sorry for the delay, but life...yanno.  Chapter 8 of "Lovesick" is now available for reading on pinkelegance.  

This is the only thing keeping me sane right now.  Sane, of course, is a relative term.

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"Victor walked in with his usual swagger after making sure the doors were closed.  Nedra turned away from him and quickly walked up the stairs to her office and went inside, closing the door.  It took Victor less than twenty seconds to reach her office and enter it.  “You rang?” he asked.  He was definitely feeling a kind of way and it showed in his expression.

She smirked.  “I haven’t seen or talked to you since last week.  I didn’t call you.”

“Fuck if you didn’t,” he said.  “That dress is as good as a subpoena.”

Nedra rolled her eyes and backed away from him.  “What makes you say that?”

“Today you show up in our lab…wearing a dress.  Today of all days.  You hardly come to our side of the street and you never wear a dress.  So to clarify, one thing you rarely do; the second you never do, but today you felt the need to do both.  It’s okay.  I read you very well.”  He walked towards her, unfastening his belt.

Nedra folded her arms and rolled her eyes.  “You’re not supposed to be here.  I told you we wouldn’t do this at work.  This place is off limits.  Go home, Victor.”

“Sure baby, whatever you say,” he said, removing the belt from the loops.  “Johnny certainly noticed you.”

“I’ve never met Franklin’s son,” Nedra said, her eyes on Victor’s belt.  “He’s…cute.”

“He’s a dick,” Victor said, walking towards her, folding the belt in half.  “Did he ask you out?”

Nedra took two steps back and found her back against the wall and her heartbeat quickening.  “He tried to, bless his heart.  I’ve got vibrators older than him.”"

Fic Update Alert: "Lovesick"

Chapter 7 of "Lovesick" is now posted on pinkelegance.
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"A man who searched for her because he realized that he couldn’t live without her.

Eighteen motherfucking years.

A night of great sex wasn’t a drop in the bucket, even if Nedra enjoyed it as much as he did.  Sex was physical, release, fun.  Love was a damn sight more than that.  Sex was easy.  Love was hard.  She could give Victor the pleasure of her body; she could even give him the emotional care he craved so much.  But their night of passion was eons away from her love for Jon.  They served together and likely saw combat together—her comment on nearly losing her life was not lost on Victor.  Did Jon save her or did she save him?  Did they save each other?  Victor had no context for what that was like.  Nedra could even rationalize using Victor for sex and knew it wouldn’t harm her real relationship.  From her point of view, she had the best of both worlds.

He balled his fists.  He was so jealous."

Prince's Legacy: #10

#10: Controversy

Controversy dropped in 1981.  The title track is my favorite, followed by “Let’s Work,” “Do Me, Baby” and “Sexuality.”  I loved “Controversy” because it introduced me to concepts and ideas that my young mind could not fathom.  Also, the beat and synthesizers…come on now!  The song was about all the questions people were raising (or starting rumors) about Prince himself.   “Am I black or white/am I straight or gay…do I believe in God/do I believe in me…?”  

And my interpretation of the entire track is that Prince felt that it was no one’s damned business if he believed in God, if he was straight, gay, bisexual, or whatever.  We’re all human, we are who we are and in the end, what difference does it all make?  The extended cut includes a portion of the Lord’s Prayer, which people thought at the time was blasphemous…or, shall we say, controversial.  He ends the cut by saying we’re all just the same and basically, fuck outta here with all that human hypocrisy. 

Fic Update Alert: "Lovesick"

Chapter 6 of "Lovesick" is now posted on pinkelegance.  Please continue to enjoy.
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"Nedra took the weight of his words with the seriousness they required.  It was some time before she could speak.  She chose her words carefully because she needed to be firm and truthful with Victor, but she didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

“So you expect the same level of affection I give a man I served in the Marine Corps with, fought with, shared secrets with, nearly lost my life with…a man who, after I was honorably discharged, came looking for me because he decided he couldn’t live without me.  You want that and we’ve known each other less than six months and shared nothing but a night of great, great sex.  Think about what you’re asking for, Victor.  You want the reward of my heart but you haven’t done anything to deserve it.”"

Prince: My Top Ten Legacy

Actual Comic Book by Dwayne McDuffie

Now that I’ve recovered most of my emotional balance, I am in a better position to pay tribute to the legendary brilliant virtuoso Prince Rogers Nelson, who left us in April of this shit-tastic murderous year, decades too soon.  In fact, I have always been of the belief that Prince was otherworldly and not bound by the rules of us mere Earthlings.  He created music as easy if it were breathing, which for someone as prolific as he was, it had to be.  This man easily wrote over a thousand songs, and I'm being conservative in my estimate…in a world where some people have trouble dropping 1000 words, over a thousand songs is definitely not-of-this-realm-talent.  Prince was from fucking Saturn, Narnia or some planet orbiting Polaris.  He wasn't of this world and no one will convince me otherwise.  

Fic Update Alert: "Lovesick"

And the song continues.  Chapter 5 of "Lovesick" is up and ready for reading on pinkelegance.

It really feels good writing again.  I hope the Muse continues to sing for the next four months...
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“If you’ll forgive me,” Victor said, “I have to admit that our origins go back farther than that elevator.  I know your girlfriend.”

Jon put the menu down, curious. “You know Roxy?”

“I know her as Nedra.  Dr. Nedra Nix.  She’s a research chemist at the Baxter Building.  And a ex-Marine.”

“Former Marine.  Who are you?”

“Victor von Doom.”

Jon leaned back and folded his arms.  “Keep talking.”

“I’m the one Franklin Storm sent Nedra to recruit that night.”

“Oh. You’re the asshole that took her phone and hung up on me?”

Fic Update Alert! "Lovesick"

There is nothing more powerful than using art to handle grief.   My tears have dried up, but my heart hasn't healed.

Chapter 4 of "Lovesick" is now up on pinkelegance.  This one is taking some time because it's already way longer than I intended for it to be...but when the Muse speaks, I listen for however long she allows it.  Staring at photos of Toby Kebbell and Jon Bernthal does make the process easier...and to quote a former associate, "way more funner."  Using Prince's music as part of the soundtrack...bittersweet.
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"Victor had no intention of going home, but he’d say whatever she needed to hear to appease her.  Her creep comment got his attention.  “One condition.”

“Is it sex?  Kisses?  What?”

“It will be if you want that, but that’s not what I’m asking for.”

“What is it?”  She shook her sore foot, angry about the chipped polish and spied her stiletto over in the corner.  She wanted to throw it at him, if she knew where he was.

“I want to have dinner with you.  At your house.  In private.”

Nedra held the phone away from her ear and stared at it for about ten seconds.  A range of expressions swam over her face.  Did he just ask her for a date?

“Hello? Nedra?  Paging Dr. Nix?”

She said, “You want to do what?”

“You insulted me that night in the garage,” he said, his tone changing.  “You told me I was incapable of making you happy.  I beg to differ.”

Nedra thought back to the night of the thousand-dollar masturbation.  “You got me in trouble that night,” she replied."

Fic Update Alert! "Lovesick"

Chapter 3 of "Lovesick" is now available on pinkelegance.  Get you some.

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"Jon called for an Uber and a driver was waiting by the time they finished their drinks.  Fortunately, the car was a big Lexus with tinted windows and more than enough room in the back seat.  John tossed the driver a thousand yuan tip and told him in Mandarin not to worry about what happened in the back seat.  The driver nodded but that didn’t stop him from sneaking looks as he drove back to the hotel.  Nedra wasted no time mounting Jon once he closed the door.  Nedra’s dress was easily to manipulate and seconds later, she was riding him as they kissed passionately.  Jon held on to her ass.  They kept their sounds tight and contained, but any fool with a brain could look in the backseat of the ES 350 and know they were getting it, and getting it good too.  The driver took his sweet time getting back to the hotel."