Saturday, August 21, 2010

4 Stars for Torn!


Metaphorical and Literal Erotic takes on "Torn"
—By Jvstin "Paul" Weimer

torn
verb:.
1. the past participle of tear.
that's torn it Brit slang an unexpected event or circumstance has upset one's plans
adj:
1. split or cut
2. divided or undecided, as in preference he was torn between staying and leaving


In Torn, Erotica Ripped from the Seams, erotic author and anthologist Alison Tyler brings together stories written by herself, and by recurring anthology partners and friends: Jax Baynard, Sommer Marsden, Sophia Valenti and Thomas Roche.

Each of the stories explores the concept of "torn" in different ways, both metaphorical and literal. We have torn clothes, people torn by indecision and circumstance, and everything in between. With such a broad topic the stories sometimes have only an indirect relationship to the theme, but this doesn't keep the stories from being arousing.

Sophia Valenti's story, Having it All, takes the concept of torn to mostly metaphorical levels, as we discover how Kate is torn between Patrick and Carson...and discovers she may not have to be so torn.

Sommer Marsden's More Holes than Jeans does involve actual torn jeans, and also a very hot threesome, as little Amy finds herself picked up by a very carnivorous husband and wife team.

Jax Baynard's Hill Country takes us to the northern panhandle of Texas, and how a metaphorical tear in a wife's trust in her husband is healed in the breach. Don't get me wrong: its a hot story about a stocking fetish...

Thomas Roche's Rip off my clothes takes it title to literal heights, in a very dirty, kinky dominance and submission story that pushes the boundaries of the anthology.

The anchor story, by Alison herself, introduces us to a writer whose lover takes tears in her jeans as a most delicious invitation to naughtiness.

My favorite story of the quintet is probably Sommer's. Both Amy and the Gundersons are interesting characters even as they have hot sex within their short story. I'd love to read more about what the latter get up to.

But, really, they are all good, original (no reprints here) and hot. Trust me: try them, you will like them.

*****


Thanks, Paul!

XXX,
Alison

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Get Torn!


Torn is now out on kindle! This anthology features sizzling selections from:

Jax Baynard
Sommer Marsden
Thomas Roche
Alison Tyler (hey, that's me!)
Sophia Valenti

For an excerpt, stop by here.

XXX,
Alison

Monday, August 2, 2010

Torn: Erotica Ripped from the Seams


I've got five free copies of Torn to give away to readers who are interested in reviewing the collection on Amazon. Please drop me a note at msalisontyler at yahoo dot com, and I will send you a PDF of the 75-page collection.

XXX,
Alison

P.S. Clearly, I have had way too much java this morning. But that's okay, because now I am racing out the door for the rest of the day. See you on the flip side!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Bye, Bye, Boyfriend...


I caved and bought a pair of these boyfriend jeans from Victoria's Secret. Then I sent my boyfriend back. Not that they didn't fit. Because the fit was fine. But because they felt... fake somehow. Okay, I'm not one of those "aficionados" who needs to wear my jeans 4,268 times without a wash in order to perfect the patina. But these pre-destroyed bf's made me feel like a fraud.

I think some brands simply do destruction better than others... same goes for boyfriends, don't you think?

XXX,
Alison

Monday, July 12, 2010

Torn...


What we're working on. I'm so excited... I may buy a new pair of jeans!

Heh.

XXX,
Alison

Monday, June 28, 2010

"These weren't just any jeans..."



I came to in the emergency room, having no memory of how I'd ended up there with two broken teeth and a ripped bottom lip. A few days later, we'd find out I'd been hit by a reckless driver while riding my scooter to a friend's house, but even three months later, the last thing I remember is stopping by the grocery store to get a few bottles of wine (all of which survived the wreck, by the way).

My favorite bra, a favorite t-shirt, and a pair of underwear had been cut off of me. But for some reason, my jeans had been spared. They weren't even torn from their slide along the pavement. In fact, I have a scar on my knee from the fabric burn they left as my body scraped along the street. I was relieved - these weren't just any jeans. I'd found them for $6 in a thrift store and they had been the only pair to ever fit me perfectly, no alteration required. But I was dismayed when I picked them up and found them stained with asphalt, gasoline, and blood.

But I couldn't give up on these jeans, not the one and only pair that was neither too short nor too long, that fit my muscular thighs without being baggy in the waist. So I put them through the wash. Then I put them through the wash again. And again. And again. And eventually, most of the stains faded.

If you look closely, you can see a spot of asphalt that looks like an ink stain, gasoline that looks like spilled tea, blood that looks like dirt. But like the scar on my lip and the veneers on my teeth, you can't really tell unless you know what to look for. Like my face and my knee, they're altered forever because of one reckless person's bad decision. But they still fit me better than any jeans I've ever had. Just like the rest of me, they withstood a high-impact crash, survived, and came out okay in the end. I'm grateful every day that I lived through this, and it's icing on the cake that my jeans came with me.

(PS - Helmets save lives. If you ride, wear one.)

Dorla Moorehouse

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Good Ass Jeans

There are rules to everything in life. I just learned that I couldn't post a review on The Gap because I was using profanity. This is my unedited review of their unbelievably awesome Sexy Boot Jeans:

The color is a perfect deep indigo blue. The denim is sleek and retains the shape after washing. I own three pairs. The one I wear for every day. The one I wear for special. And the one I keep sacred. Best of all, my husband calls these my "good ass jeans." What more do you need to know?

Yeah, The Gap doesn't like the word "ass."
I tried "a**."
No luck.
I could not bring myself to call them "good butt jeans," and I don't know if that would have passed or not.

So I decided to post my review here, instead.

XXX,
Alison