Sunday, March 24, 2013
Guest Post & Excerpt: The Writing of Take Me, Break Me by Cari Silverwood #FMBAuthor
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I am very excited to have author Cari Silverwood here today to talk about the writing of Take Me, Break Me! I loved Take Me, Break Me! You can read my review HERE.
Also, do not miss the excerpt below! :)
When I began planning this book I had two things in
mind – one, to do a
present-day capture fantasy where a likeable guy starts out ordinary yet
becomes the captor, and two, to make the reader think by keeping the story in
that gray zone where it might be non-consensual, or it might be dubious
consent. I wasn’t sure I could achieve this, but from what readers are saying,
I mostly have.
There have been comments from readers that the mind
fuck of Klaus was as bad as, or more than, what happens to Jodie. And a lot of
readers have said I did it to them too. All of this makes me very happy. I love
the idea of messing with readers’ minds!
I’m not totally sure, but I think this stems partly
from how the story is set up. Jodie is a woman who has always loved capture
fantasy and has read hundreds of them on her kindle. That common aspect of her
character is one many of us who read these stories can identify with. That,
plus the first person POV, tends to take you deep into her mind when Jodie
experiences the story’s events.
People have also loved seeing half the story from
Klaus’s POV. While writing it I found myself also entranced by
what he was thinking and how he perceived things. The male POV is not always easy to do well, but the review from Michael at Behind the Chintz Curtain, shows at least one man agrees with the way Klaus has been portrayed.
what he was thinking and how he perceived things. The male POV is not always easy to do well, but the review from Michael at Behind the Chintz Curtain, shows at least one man agrees with the way Klaus has been portrayed.
And a reviewer on Goodreads put it this way:
“I’ve read books that have fucked with my mind a
whole lot more than this (ie. Comfort Food or Seduced in the Dark) – but this
one, for whatever reason, seemed to mess with both my mind and my heart, in
equal measure, which made the impact of each, far greater than it “should” have
been.”
And a quote from Holly herself: “Dark, intriguing and
erotic, with a dose of realism, Take Me, Break Me, is a tale of a man who finds
out there is more to himself than the peaceful, civilized veneer he has always
worn.”
Now, just for fun, here’s a little list of some
curious facts from Take Me, Break Me.
This story is set on Magnetic Island , off the coast of Australia . The town on the mainland, that they travel to, is
called Townsville, but it’s such a boring name (sorry Townsville!) that I
deliberately did not use it. By the way, it’s named after the explorer who
discovered the area – Robert Towns . I also did not bother to get too precise about the
setting as I would rather it be a little off center and surreal. I don’t want
it to match reality.
The bamboo cane that Klaus uses is not really
recommended for caning as it can split. However, some people do use it.
Possibly green bamboo is safer, and that’s what Klaus uses. Dry bamboo, if it
splits, can cause skin lacerations.
Though I planned this to be a story that skirts
dubious consent, so far I’ve been surprised at how romantic readers find it. I
guess I’m not that hardcore. I find it difficult to write a story where the man
is truly unsympathetic to the reader and unappealing to me – even though I do
read those types of stories.
The ending was actually difficult for me to get
right. I thought it would be the easiest part but once I got there I couldn’t
see how to do it. Many of my beta readers told me it was too short, and I knew
they were right, but it still took several tries to be satisfied with it. At
first it was too short, then it was too ‘vanilla’. I mean this was a story
about a sadistic Dom and yet the ending I first had was merely kissing. I added several thousand words before I was
happy with how Klaus and Jodie ended up.
Top drop, as detailed in the story, does seem to
happen, and I’m not surprised that I does, yet experienced Doms may not have
heard of it. Google it to find some references to the problem.
But here is where I read about it -
http://sirstompsalot.com/2011/10/20/top-drop/
When I began this story, I put an excerpt on facebook
and I was astounded at how much it appealed to women. When my beta readers read
the book that was the part several of them picked as ‘perfect’. Somehow I
managed to pick exactly the right excerpt. If you’re curious, when you read the
book, it’s the part where Klaus first uses the spider gag.

Title: Take Me, Break MeBook Description:
Series: Pierced Hearts #1
Author: Cari Silverwood
Genre: BDSM, Erotica Romance,
Publisher: Self
Format: Ebook
Length: NA
Purchase: Amazon |
Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She's terrified and fascinated, and tempted as hell.
Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?
But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?
Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?
But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?
“I agree. This isn’t
working.”
Pure agreeable
statement, but she rocked back slightly before she nodded.
“Nice is bad, Jodie?
You want mind fuck. You want mean. You want things you dream about. You have no
idea.”
Her eyes widened.
“Starting now. The rules are gone. I make my
own rules.”
“Uh. What? They were your rules.”
I took down the list
from the door and held it, slowly tapping the laminated paper against my leg.
“No. They were not.”
After unfolding the
flaps of the cardboard box, I tucked the list down inside and pulled out the
two gags. “Rule one. You don’t talk unless I say you can.” As her mouth opened,
with the buckles trapped in my fingers, I dropped both gags into view, and
dangled them. “Talk and I use these.”
Like magic, her mouth
clicked shut. Now I had her attention. That had worked. I was perhaps as
stunned as she looked. She touched her tongue tip to her upper lip as I stood
before her, and kept her gaze swinging from the gags to my face. I had a
feeling I’d never had a woman so rapt in what I said. Addictive. The pulse of
excitement had centered at my groin. Nothing I could do about it. I already
knew that looking at women in bondage revved my engine. But I’d never done more
than look at pictures.
Now I had an inkling
that any situation where I got to hold the reins, really hold the reins, was like oxygen to a man in the throes of
suffocation. Incredible.
I ran through my
epiphany, convincing myself as much as her. Bluntness was called for.
“My conclusions. You
asked me to do this because you still want me in your bed. You want me to fuck
you.” Her gasp, I answered by swinging the ball gag. She uttered no words.
“Somewhere in your plans, you hoped. The rules, I made up those in line with
what I knew you’d be thinking. You knew I’d not step beyond, or not much.
“This,” I swept my
arm across, “This room was your idea. Your rules. Lock me up. Make me yours for
a while, but not too rough or dangerous because that isn’t in my rules.” I
cocked an eyebrow. “Yes?”
Though she frowned
and shook her head I went on. It didn’t matter if she deluded herself.
“You imagined some
safe little love affair, with some kink on the side? Doesn’t work that way.
Either you hand over control, or I walk. No documentary. Nod if you agree.”
I waited. I could
almost hear the clocks ticking.
When she nodded
slowly, my heart kicked back in. If it had beaten at all for those last few
seconds, I’d been unaware.
“Good. This room is
no longer your prison. The house is secure and private enough. You’re coming
upstairs as long as you behave. I’ll install more cameras.”
No protests. Good.
For a woman who liked having an opinion on everything this was exceptional. I
could have walked on a cloud I was so hyper-aware of everything she did. Were
her lips fuller, her cheeks flushed, her breathing faster? I thought so, but
she didn’t know what I intended.
“Let me point out
what could have happened if this stupid plan had gone wrong. If you picked a
less restrained, a less sensible man. You’ve given me a hundred filthy dirty
ideas about what I could do to you. I never knew what depths my mind could
plunge to. Now I do. If anyone was mind fucked so far, it was me. Another man
would follow through. You think these gags are bad? This one with the red ball
is simple, it just stops you talking.” I laid the other, metal-and-leather gag
across my palm. “This one is a spider gag. With this in, you can’t close your
mouth and your mouth can be fucked. Do you have any idea of the things on the
internet? Wait.” I held up my hand. “I guess you do, from what’s in those books
you read.”
I bent and rested my
hands on my knees. Mind fuck. This I could accomplish.
“You want a list? How
about the list of things a man could do to you in this situation? I could make
you wash my dishes naked with a gag in. I could tie you up, cut your clothes
off and just stare at you all day – just because I could. I could make you be a
piece of furniture and ignore you. Humiliating? Yes. I could train you to be an
anal slut. I could fuck your ass all day long. I could collar you and make you
crawl around on the floor like a dog at a convenient height for blow jobs. I
could share you with the man down the street, stick needles in your nipples and
use them and some string to fasten you to eyebolts in the ceiling. Want to try
that one? And at the end of it all, if I was the worst sort of man, I could
kill you and bury you out there on the beach.” I swung my arm up to point.
“Maybe no one would ever find you.”
Now she was truly
speechless, maybe even scared. Served her right. I watched the little swallows
she made for a count of five.
“But I’m not going
to. I’m your friend. Remember that, no matter what I do.” I smiled one-sided
but I’m sure it didn’t reach my eyes. The eyes are the mirror to the soul and
right then my soul was very dark.
Then I squatted in front of her, a couple of
feet away, reached out and ran the tip of my forefinger along her plump bottom
lip. “My rules. Open.”
A second’s hesitation
at most. She shivered and her mouth parted. Mind fuck, here we come.
“Good. Jodie.” Then I
very deliberately held up the spider gag, slipped it between her teeth, pulled
her head forward, and held her there while I buckled it. Hair made a great
anchor point. I slid my splayed fingers into the roots and tilted her head back
then I added a rule.
“Second rule. You do
my dishes whenever I say. You wear the spider gag. You don’t speak unless I
say. But first…” Eyes locked on hers, I advanced one finger into her mouth and
stroked her tongue. And she let me.
Had I hypnotized her?
She did nothing but stare back. What I wouldn’t have given to fuck her mouth
right then and there.
Cari Silverwood writes the way the world should be - dangerous and sexy with bullets piercing the darkness and lovers wrenched close by ropes. When you need escape, when you need that rough lover to bring you to your knees, here you will find stories to singe your fingers. The taste of adventure, the tang of BDSM, the burn of fantasy run wild. Brace yourselves, if you dare to read.
And...in this real world, she has a lovely family in Australia, with the prerequisite teenager who dwells in the dark bedroom catacombs…a husband who raises eyebrows when he catches glimpses of what she writes, and a furry menagerie of other animals barking, meowing, and swimming about the place.
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