The #SistersInSmut Convention

My smutty sisters and I did a thing. Actually, we did several things.

If you follow me, you know I am, as Mischa Eliot framed it, “in a triad with her and Oleander Plume.” The threesome generates massive energy and smut filled power. And with our triangle, we brewed up a Pleasure Platform, a podcast, and then a home where it can all live. That home is the Sisters in Smut website.

But wait, there’s more.

And for our crowning glory, we created a Convention. Yes, I said the word. And I know what the word means. The Sisters in Smut Convention begins this week on May 24, 2018.

I wasn’t sure when the sisters in smut slogan began, but sometime last year Eliza David tagged us with a Hashtag about sisters in smut. The researcher in me had to look it up. On March 3, 2017, the #sistersinsmut was used and it caught on like wildfire with us. We resonated with the idea. We were defined. We were it.

So, for business plans of 2018, we put the Sisters in Smut wheels in motion. With the DOM triad, did you get it? Dr. J., Oleander, Mischa. DOM, we launched.

Since we envisioned a solid core of smutty sisterhood writers, we thought the remarkable Eliza David had to join us. She embodies the “build you up and support writers,” a real team player. That is a theme we share. We believe a united smut front helps us all.

I type this little news update with my laptop sitting on my kitchen island as I imagine my smut sisters sitting here with me drinking coffee. They better hurry up because I can’t contain my exuberance about this event. (This morning I made coffee and forgot to put the coffee in the in the filter basket.)

In three days that fantasy becomes a reality.  I might need extra fire extinguishers on hand or our twitter buddy @firejohn on standby. Maybe I should have flown him in for our PRN cooldowns. We understand how our energy forms from a distance, but it’s possible we could combust when we are all together. But if our energy bundle combusts, maybe Sam and Dean will appear.

As the convention director and host, I have created some fascinating things for the three of us to do. My little “smuttylicious” island paradise boasts the site of the convention. After this get-together, the island may never be the same. My local writer friends, the non-smut variety, are excited to meet the infamous smut authors. We all wear horns, right? It’s exciting that our smut friends of Florida are driving in to take part in the event. Pack the suitcases with lots of smutty, and we have the makings of a product convention for smut writers. Hey, I pulled it off. It happens in three days.

Please stay tuned because we plan to keep you apprised of all our crazy antics. Tweet at us using #sistersinsmutcon or email and ask questions and we will play with them.