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There’s something
pretty humbling about being asked to write a story, one that would end up in an
anthology with some seriously brilliant authors. That’s what happened to me
with Seven Deadly Sins. I received an
email asking if I’d like to participate, and I chose Wrath as my sin. I had no
clue what it’d be about and sat there mulling it over one evening. I asked my
husband for a scenario, and neither of us could come up with anything. Blank,
the pair of us. I stared into space, and suddenly this man manifested in my
head. He’d been in prison, sent away for a crime he hadn’t committed, and I
knew I had to find out what on earth he would do to put things right.
Something Else was born, an M/M story, and I was taken on
a journey over one weekend where I couldn’t stop writing. His tale poured out,
and after sending it to the marvellous Lily Harlem to read through it for me, I
submitted, held my breath while doing so, and convinced myself my tale wouldn’t
be accepted.
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| The illustration in Something Else |
When it was, I got
that thrill that runs through every author upon acceptance. And then the news
came in that it would go to print, be for sale in bricks-and-mortar stores, and
the shakes set in. That had been my dream since forever, and to know I’d managed
one of my big goals was a poignant moment. I confess I had a little cry. To
have that book in my hands and know it was on several shelves throughout the UK
made me giddy. I felt sick for a long time after I’d opened the box—too much
excitement makes Sarah Masters a pitiful wreck.
Each tale has a
beautifully drawn illustration to go with it. Waterstones are the only ones at
present who will stock the ebooks with the images included, so that’s where you need
to go if you’d like to see the pictures on your reading device. Amazon and
WH Smith also sell the book. Typing out those shop names has just made me come
over all weird again—I still can’t get over how swiftly my writing career has
changed from struggling to become noticed, to now. Dreams do indeed come true.
My tale is also
available on its own, as are all the stories in the anthology.
I hope you enjoy
the book in all its magnificent erotic glory. Long live rudeness, filth and
debauchery!
Hugs,
Sarah Masters
