Can you please tell us about your latest/upcoming book(s)?
"Love Above See Level" is a flirt (short story) published by Breathless Press. It's a story about a surfer/beach bum smitten by a woman, six feet-seven inches tall, who he sees paddle-boarding at his local surfers hang out. He decides to make a play for her interest. She turns him away repeatedly, but fate intervenes. Can a thirty- one year old Peter Pan type find a romantic connection with a career driven woman a foot taller than he is?
How did you come with the idea for this story?
The story is set in my adopted home of Summer Haven, Florida, an ocean-side enclave between St. Augustine and Daytona Beach. I'd love to be a beach bum there. Then it combines my fascination with tall women. I put them together to see what would happen. I think readers will be pleased with the story.
Who is your ultimate "book boy/girlfriend"? You know, that hottie you read about and drool over.
At the risk of sounding too self serving, I am in love with all the women who appear in my stories. I fell in love with the six foot-seven Vanessa Cunningham while writing this story. I can't write effectively about a woman until I explore why I would be in love with her. Thankfully, in my stories I can make love to anyone I want and my wife could care less.
Who is your Celebrity crush? And what would you do if you ever meet them?
Tough call here. I'd say it's Eva Mendez, she's got that hot, hot Latina thing going. I'm afraid all I would do is drool if I ever met her.
If you could collaborate with another author on a secret project, who would you pick to work with and why?
Actually, I've already been involved on a project like this. One of my cirt partners, Michelle (Mikey) Rakes and I have collaborated on a couple of flashers (200 words or less) on ERWA. We started plotting a longer work, but we have both been blessed with some success that has required attention to our single author works. Mikey writes hot, hot sex and I do snarky dialogue, we both do action stuff. She is the Mistress of Darkness, about to break through big time, but has a bawdy sense of humor. We call each other 'wingmen' because she does male stuff better than most men. We may get back to our collaboration next year. It was a lot of fun. We'd send story snippets back and forth challenging each other to add something to the evolving story. My character was the clueless handyman, she was the sexual adventurer with a strong BDSM bent. It was like improv for writers.
Love Above See Level
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Available at Publisher
A beach bum/surfer is smitten by a six feet seven inches tall. But can his infatuation turn to love above see level?
Clayton Stoner is a blond, bronzed, hard-bodied, beach bum/surfer living the life of a thirty-one-year-old Peter Pan in a tiny
near oceanside . One
calm Sunday, he sees a strikingly beautiful woman who is six feet seven inches
tall taking paddle surfing lessons at the local surfer's beach. He is immediately
smitten, but unable to get her attention when he encounters her at a nearby convenience
store, and again, later that day, as she is running along the beach where he is
relaxing. St. Augustine, Florida
They finally connect when he is sent to do plumbing repair work at the beach cottage she is renting. She continues to spurn his friendly advances. It looks hopeless for him until fate intervenes. But can a laid-back surfer and a woman driven by career achievement see eye to eye well enough for a long-term relationship?
A light offshore breeze did little to dry the sweat on our brows as we sat on the front porch of my beach cottage, transfixed by the surf. Our suits were still wet from our frustrating day trying to ride waves that wouldn't form. Nothing dries in North Florida humidity except throats after a day of sun and surf. My buddy Smitty and I were several beers in before I finally broke the ice.
"So, Smitty, what do you do when you find your eyes are at tit level with a beautiful woman?"
"My eyes are always at tit level with women."
"Asshole, I'm not talking about where your eyes are looking. I'm talking about height. What if your eyes were only as high as a woman's breasts?"
"Are these breasts sagging down to her belly button?"
I made a cross with my fingers and held it up to him, hoping his flesh would burn. "No, in fact, they were small and pushing straight out. She was very trim."
"If you had leaned forward, would you have got one nipple in each eye?"
"Stop it. I'm being serious here."
"So am I. She could put your eye out."
"That's my beer you're drinking," I said. "You could at least give me some decent advice."
He rubbed his chin as if it would make him smarter. Smitty only thought with his cock, and I was glad he didn't whip it out and rub it for insight.
"Dude, they're all the same height lying down. And a tall one can wrap her legs around you twice. What's your problem?"
I huffed and shook my head. "Smitty, if they ever cut your head open, nothing but pussy would fall out."
"Okay, Stoner, I've got a half a beer left, and then I got to go. The mullet are running, and I want to come down tonight to do some fishing. Are you with me?"
"No. I've got an early job tomorrow."
"Would you mind if I parked in your driveway then?"
"I promise I'll be extra quiet if I see a couple of legs hanging out the window."
"What are you talking about?"
"Dude, if you get that woman into your bedroom, there's no way she's gonna fit on your bed without hanging her legs out the window."
Smitty had a point. My beach cottage was pretty small.
"So where did you meet this beauty?" Smitty asked, catching a belch.
"Well, we haven't really met yet. I was in line in front of her down at the Circle K earlier today. I turned around, and there I was with my nose in her breasts."
"So what's her name, where does she live, and is she available?"
About the Author
Spencer Dryden is a new writer but an old guy on the threshold of draining any reserves left in Medicare and Social Security. In real life he is a handyman, an at-home dad, inventor, and web videographer living a quiet life in the frozen tundra of Minnesota (USA).
He earned an MBA from a prestigious Midwestern university, but is so far behind on the career earnings scale of his peers that the university has offered to refund his tuition if he will return his diploma and disavow his affiliation, lest he continue to denigrate the school's impeccable brand.
His first book, a novella, Bliss was published in April of 2014 in the Covert line at Breathless Press. It is a story of a woman's struggle with sexual shame. http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_free_shipping_info&cPath=26&products_id=559
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