Chicks-N-Scratching is just that, a bunch of chicks, scratching about what they love to do, write romances. We run the gamut from sweet to funny to erotic to fantasy. So far, no genre is safe!! *insert evil cackle here*
No subject is off limits and no topic to hot (as long as it is legal). We’ll scratch what ever itch catches our fancy.
Do we always agree? Hell no, but then, wouldn’t life be boring if we all agreed with everything? So each author is expressing their own opinions and their own thoughts, no censors and no interference.
From time to time, we hope to have guest bloggers scratch a surface of their choosing. It should be fun.
As of now, we are just breaking out of our shells and venturing into the world of blogging so bear with us while we hunt and peck our way.
Thanks for stopping by and come back often! You never know what is going to show up in our nest.
Elise Logan writes completely hot stories that cross genres and boundaries.
Elise, born in Texas, currently lives in Virginia and has lived in various southern locales. She has a massive aversion to the cold and a virulent dislike of non-competition compliant chili.
She began writing short children’s stories in grade school and moved to angsty poetry and essays in her teens, even making a foray into lyrics. College and graduate school put a hold on fiction writing, but the stories kept piling up. Finally, in the midst of raising her daughter and trying to finish her dissertation, she gave up the fight and began writing fiction.
Though the dissertation is still in the works, Elise’s fiction has placed in multiple contests and her first published story, Dining In, is available from Freya’s Bower.
I hear voices. But more than that, I see faces and stories that unfold in my mind in full vivid color and sound. I thought it was just my burden (yes, burden) until I put pencil to paper. (Yes, pencil and paper. This was a bazillion years ago before computers came into my world.)
I have poor vision and have worn glasses since age three. This somewhat limited my ability to take part in sports or whatever outside. I have limited depth perception, which means I walked into my share of walls. The sun was too bright and would zero in through my lenses, blinding me. Plus, I didn’t like getting sweaty. So I would read. And did I read!
I consumed books like chocolate, never getting enough. I would spend babysitting dollars at yard sales and walk away with WAGON LOADS of books. I didn’t care what they were; they were food for the soul. Sci-fi, mystery, police drama, romance, you name it, if it had a cover, I read it. Getting to the library in my rural town was hard during the summer but those five and ten cent books kept me fed. I read books I would cringe to let my pre-teen read now.
A friend in elementary school wrote a story and I liked it. I realized then she, like me, had a world in her head no one else knew about. So I wrote a tale. And another. And another And have never stopped. My stories grew as I did from young adult (before there was a specific genre called that) to romance.
Why romance? It was the theme that ties everything I read together. Star Trek to Murder in a Small Town to Scruples, everywhere I looked was love. So that is where I found my home; in love, in romance and all the flavors it had to offer.
Ginny Glass is a 28-year-old snarky brunette who likes thunderstorms, junk shops, Ovaltine and writing author’s biographies for herself. (Kidding – these things are horridly difficult to write.)
She once got Fabio’s “Pirate” confiscated by a teacher in middle school, and it’s been debauchery and a slow downward moral slide from there. Not because she was reading a dirty book, but because she only read it halfway through and KNEW she could write something better.
Ginny currently lives in the desert and has high hopes that she will someday develop superpowers. You can contact to Ginny to ask questions, complain about all the snark, or just generally say anything at – www.Ginny-Glass.com or on Twitter – GinnyGlass.