Welcome to The House of Taboo! I’m Lucious Lia Michaels the owner and host of this establishment where we push the limits of romance, fantasy, and fiction whether it’s dark, sensual, erotic or taboo. All are welcome here! We’ve got a very special guest with us today and if you’ve been here before, you know I’ve got a few surprises in store for our guest as well. 😉 Today our guest of honor is none other than one of the fabulous authors in a group called Wicked Women. I’m honored to be part of that cackle of naughty broads. They are hands down the best damn group of women you’d ever want to be associated with, and D.X. Luc is one of them. Today though she’s here to talk a bit about herself AND a new release she’s written under the pen name Justyce Rayne. She’ll be out in a few minutes, but first we have a bit of House Keeping to go over.
If this is your first time here…hehehe…you’re in for a very special treat. First of all, let me introduce you to the man of every Taboo Happy Hour and more, Tony. Not only can he figure out your favorite drink just by looking at you, he makes the best Margaritas around. In fact, it’s The House specialty. No matter the flavor, frozen or on the rocks, Tony’s Margaritas will transport you into another dimension.
Make sure you get one…or a pitcher for your table and get yourself ready for my first surprise for the author who will be interrogated…errr…interviewed today. Put your hands together for Rupal! (the crowd is immediately on their feet, cheering wildly.)
Come and sit here next to me and tell me all about the limo ride. Did she figure out who you were?
Well, you know D.X. She gave me that sideways glance as if she wanted to ask, but decided against it. I guess she was a bit unsure that RuPaul would be there out of drag and dressed up as her limo driver of all people!
LOL! I was hoping to throw her off a bit. Did she try to pump you for information about what it would be like for her tonight?
Hell yes! She wouldn’t be one of the Wicked Women if she didn’t try to find out what you had in store for her tonight, Lia. You have a reputation, girlie.
Oh stop! I just like to have fun with our guests…surprising the hell out of them is the frosting on the cake. Oh! Look at the time. You need to get your ass backstage and change before she starts wondering about the delay.
Okay, okay, but don’t you go bringing out that sexy Patrick Stewart until I’m all dolled up. You promised I would get to come out here on his arm. I brought my best wig.
I promise. He’s looking forward to having you and D.X. on his arm tonight. Now scoot!
Okay everyone! It’s time to bring out D.X. Luc aka Justyce Rayne. Put your hands together and start the cheers. Let’s bring her out Taboo style. Boys! Give me that fabulous purple spotlight!
(D.X. walks out through the part in the purple velvet curtains to thunderous applause. The entire place is on their feet to welcome her. Lia waves her over to the purple leather couch on Center Stage. D.X. is a vision in the hot pink leather Taboo corset and matching high heels. No jacket for this curvaceous author. Instead she paired the corset with a smokey gray micro mini. The crowd loves the entire package!)
Thank you for inviting me to Taboo, Lia. And thank you for the gifts. How did you know I loved pink?
I have many sources, darlin’. If I don’t know it, I find someone who does. 😉 So how was your ride here from your hotel? Was the limo satisfactory? (a few titters in the crowd erupt, but are quickly silenced as to not give away the secret.)
Hmmm…well, the driver looked so familiar, but for the life of me, I couldn’t place him. Although, I was hoping to get a bit out of him about what I should expect coming here, but he kept Taboo’s secrets. So not fair!
LOL! I pay my employees well, sweetie. Of course the confidentiality agreement they sign doesn’t hurt either. 😉 How about we get down to business…after Tony brings over a pitcher of Margaritas for us. He’s made it to your specifications. salted rim and all. hehehe
You are bad, Lia! (A few cat calls and whistles sound out in the middle of the audience. “We love the bad girls!) Me too, honey! (more cheers)
Save some of those Margaritas for us, ladies! You wouldn’t want people to find out that Taboo doesn’t take care of all it’s guests now would you? (RuPaul’s voice echoes through the club as another spotlight hits the right side of the stage just in time to see Ru on the arm of none other than Mr. Patrick Stewart. The crowd is once again on it’s feet. D.X.’s eyes fly open wide as they approach. She only pauses a moment to shake her finger at Lia before immediately getting to her feet to greet them.)
OMG, Lia! How did you get them here?
You really didn’t think we would pass up a chance to be with our girl did you, D.X.? Or should I call you Justyce now? I’m loving the new pen name, by the way.
Oh, stop! I’m about to piss myself just being on the stage with both of you. I thought you couldn’t get away.
Lia is very persuasive. How could I resist the chance to take all of my girls out on the town tonight?
Keep talking, Patrick. I could listen to you speak all day…and all night.
Ru! You behave yourself. Tonight is all about D.X. and her new book The Replacement.
Of course it is! But I want to know how it is she can write such amazingly detailed stories and yet didn’t figure out who was driving her all over town. Good Goddess! I hope you have better questions for her than she had for me on the way over here!
To be fair, Ru you can disguise yourself pretty well when you have to go undetected. I remember that night in Vegas last year—
Patrick! You know very well what happens in Vegas—
STAYS in Vegas, Mr. Sexy. Let’s get on with this interview so we can hit the dance floor.
Sounds great to me!
All right! Don’t get pushy. We’ve got plenty of time for dancing. Tony, why don’t you bring over another pitcher. We’re going to need it! D,X, what inspires you to write?
Anything and everything. I’m like Dr. House of writing. I’ll have nothing and then someone will say something or I’ll see something and BAM! An idea hits me. Usually if I don’t write it down, I go nuts with the sound of the characters’ voices floating in my mind.
Are you a plotter or panster or a little of both?
Pantser. I can’t plot if my life depended on it. I sucked royally at outlines in school. My papers would be awesome and usually written on the fly. I’d always pass with A’s. But my outlines? Yeah, big, fat F’s!
Do you listen to music while writing? What kinds of music work best for you? Do different types of music help you for different types of scenes?
I actually do. I can’t get anything done without music. I have a lot of stations on Pandora and depending on the scene, the music will change. For the sexually charged ones, I listen to Adele. Riot and angry? System of A Down. Kind of relaxed mode gets Bruno Mars (Don’t tell anyone that I like Bruno Mars as a woman in her 30s).
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