Month: July 2015

Another Great Week

All is good in Helen Perry Towers at the moment.

  • A publisher wants to bring one of my stories to the world. It will be the first in a series and is due for publication in October.
  • Another of my short stories will hit the virtual amazon bookshelves any day soon in an erotic sci-fi anthology published by House of Erotica.
  • A third publisher rejected a story I sent them (sad face) but told me what they did and didn’t like about it, which let me know they had read the whole thing. They positively invited me to submit something else to them. Strangely enough, I have the very thing for them, a WIP that is not far from completion.

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I have been rushed off my feet with the day job. This is a good thing as I am 100% self employed and unfortunately writing doesn’t make a big enough contribution to my bills.

And school holidays are almost upon us.

Some  parents moan about them going on forever but that is not my experience. There are so many things to do with them and not enough time… Of course, it does interrupt the day job and I think most parents struggle with balancing the finances. If there was a money tree in my garden I could do even more stuff with them!

One of the highlights of our summer is always Broadstairs Folk Week. I experience it as a family event with my children, relatives and friends nothing like the story that I wrote for

Who Thrilled Cock Robin, Erotica Inspired by Folk Songs, edited by Sallyanne Rogers

who thrilled cock robin pic  My story in the collection is entitled Broadstairs Bloke Week and it a humorous, sexy threesome story of the MFM variety turning into an FMM encounter. For adults only!

Who Thrilled Cock Robin? is here.

This is an extract from Broadstairs Bloke Week by Helen J Perry

“I’m going to have to make a move. Sorry, guys, but I have a train to catch in ten minutes.” Amber put down her empty glass to punctuate the announcement.

Goodbyes are often awkward moments. Goodbyes need some kind of physical gesture. Between men, a handshake might do the job but, in this context, it would seem too formal and completely weird. At this point she might have stood up or put on a jacket, a familiar part of the farewell ritual, but we were already standing in the packed pub, and who brings a jacket with them when they go out in August? Moving in for a hug and air-kiss, however, might have been too familiar as we’d only been talking to these guys for an hour.

“I need to leave, too. I’ve an early start at Folk Week tomorrow.” I couldn’t really stay, not with two strangers, no matter how attractive these men were. Kieran and I were the same age and had grown up in the same street but I didn’t know him, I didn’t even recognise him. It was only when we got chatting that we worked out the connection. I went to an independent primary and then grammar school, and he didn’t, so it’s not as if we were old school friends, just neighbours.

The men looked at each other and I was sure I could see an almost telepathic communication going on between them.

“We’ll walk with you.” Blond-haired, blue-eyed Nick looked like he’d walked out of a modelling studio. I wouldn’t have minded seeing him modelling swimwear, I thought. As it was, he’d told us he was unemployed.

“Thanks,” replied Amber, before I could say, you don’t need to. I’m pleased Amber got her words out first, although she really was catching the train from the station across the road, for her five-minute journey to Margate. She had to be up at ridiculous o’clock for her job at the post office.

…“Where to, Emma? Want to join us for another drink or can we walk you home?” asked Kieran. Since when did the boy I vaguely remembered playing in the street turn into such a hot guy? A drink was tempting but, let’s face it, I was not about to get off with the man who grew up two doors away from me and still lived at home with his parents. At our age that just wasn’t not right!

As for his friend, he’d be OK for a one-night stand, in that “what happens in Broadstairs stays in Broadstairs” sort of way but he was staying the night with the boy-now-man, from almost next door. I preferred my one-night stands with the unemployed to be considerably more anonymous, to be guaranteed to not come back to haunt me.

“I’m going home, but you don’t need to walk with me, you know it’s not far.” I shivered. Even in August, any time after nine at night is usually too cold for bare arms, due to the sea breeze.

“Of course we’ll walk with you. After all, it’s not far,” said Nick. “You look cold, how about we cuddle up to keep warm?” Without waiting for a reply, he put his arm around my waist. I must have left the fierce independent feminist that lives within me at my home in Reading, because I practically swooned. Perhaps he was cold, too, and on this very short walk I’d get to feel that body of his. I hooked my arm around his waist.

To continue reading you can download the ebook right now or order a print copy.

Terminator Genisys

I’ve seen the new Terminator film. For anyone who doesn’t know, I think T1 & T2 are among the best films ever made and I’ve watched them many times, including within the past week.

I also really like T3 and T4 and the Sarah Connor Chronicles. It is difficult to call this new film T5 because it is really number 2, following on from 1 and creating a new time line. You can call it Genisys, I might call it Alternative T2, or just AT2.

I can’t say it as good as T2, but that was an exceptional film. I can say Genisys is a really good exciting film with lots of funny lines, new lines and all our old favourites. The recreated scenes from T1 were a joy to watch, a homage to a great film. And all in all I think it is a real treat for fans who know T1 & T2 too well. I think it won’t make much sense to those who have not seen those films.

There were things I didn’t like about the film. I don’t want that to happen to John Connor!

The single most annoying thing, well, I won’t spoil it if you haven’t seen it yet. Near the end of the film, SF fans will all be expecting something to happen as a logical consequence of the changing of history. It happens in other SF stories, we are expecting it… Each time there are changes in history there should be a change in the future. John Conor has to be conceived in 1984 and born 9 months later otherwise he won’t be in the right time, place and age to send Kyle back. And if Kyle doesn’t get sent back from dystopia then he won’t meet Sarah and John will not exist. Genysis doesn’t stick with these logical truths, perhaps it all hangs together when the next two films are made. And there may be more of a clue in the extended version.

Finally, it you leave as soon as the credits start you will miss the clue that there will be another terminator film.