The cover is here!

This is the cover of my March 2009 release with "Driving My Man Wild" in it. I'm loving it. Give feedback!

Tina Turner and Sydney Molare! One Night Only!!!!

ONE NIGHT ONLY in Atlanta, GA, November 9th!!!!!!

in celebration of my.................... BIRTHDAY.

**Rumpshaka**

**Half-split**

**Slow (real slow) grind**

(Actually the big day was 11/8 but she wasn't there until 11/9)

So, wish me a great time and I'll post the pics when I get back! So stay sweet, sexy, mature...just RIGHT until I return, hear?

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!

No words needed. I'm just high on life right about now...

Need an ehug

I've had a dull head ache most of the day and my blood pressure is up, so i'm a bit down. So I'm canvassing for an ehug right about now. Hope you'll send one my way.

Smooches!

Syd

Wow, how the industry is changing....

Nothing ever stays the same. Change is always coming, ready or not.

I marvel at how the publishing industry has changed in just the past 5 years. From traditional houses and larger authors trashing self-published authors using print on demand (POD) to finding out POD isn't too bad. In fact, POD has even been "upgraded" euphemistically to "hybrid publishing". Afterall, you can't trash it then embrace it later, can you?

I even remember when people scoffed at ebooks. "Who the heck is gonna read a book online?" I dunno. Let's ask supersuccessful Ellora's Cave, Whiskey Creek, etc.

But the bottom line, those self-published, determined, renegades authors HAVE made significant inroads into the traditional publishing houses pockets. And they finally took notice.

Folks, your gut tells you the truth. If you have a hunch, jump on it then plan to ride the wave until you see something happening.

Remember the writer's trinity: Patience, Persistence and Pushing.

Peace out.

It's Official!

Yes, little ole me will be doing a 3 novella anthology starring, guess who? ME!!!!!

**Booty dancing**
**Popping**

---->Sitting my mature behind down. LOL.

But I am happy to be given this chance to "show what I'm working with" on a larger scale. Don't EVER, never ever count Syd out. She might be incognito for a minute....but she always rises again.

Stay tuned!!!!!

Are you being YOU or them?

How many times have you been asked: So, who do you write like?

Irritating, I know. But the fact is, agents and publishers tend to have the sheep effect: If this one works, others just like it should follow the same path. They want more of what’s selling and if you aren’t it, many times you get the old rejection letter. And by the time you decide to play the game their way, giving the length of time between acceptance and actual publication, the market may be saturated. And that transmits into not so stellar sells. Which means you may not meet your advance, which in turn, translates into: Thanks but no thanks the second time around or you are pigeon-holed into a genre and can’t get you agent to “buy into” another genre.

Sometimes it seems like you can’t win, huh.

I was totally unaware of this phenomenon when I began writing. But I’ve since learned it’s a classic question from agents and publishers. Expect it.

I realized early on I wanted to write in any genre I chose. Was I a hard “fit” for an agent? Sure. But I kept writing and publishing in various venues and soon, I had a following. People always knew, they never knew what to expect from me. I’ve written short stories, mystery/suspense (my favorite), erotica, quasi-Christian and mainstream. Bottom line, I write what I’d like to read in a novel. And if that “like” takes me down a different path than my last book, so be it.

You authentic voice makes you stand out from the homogenous crowd. It makes a new reader take notice and cruise the net for your other works. It validates your soul when you get the email stating, “This novel is so different from the rest!” Blush. Blush.

I feel that as a writer, taking chances in your writing style is a good thing. The “sheep” may not notice it right away, but stay true to yourself. Eventually, “they” will get it and come calling.
Hopefully, the next time the question is asked, “So, who do you write like?” You can respond, “Me.”


See how many other folks have your name! There is only 1 Sydney Molare...as it should be!

HowManyOfMe.com

There are 1 or fewer people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

Driving My Man Wild!!!!!!

My third Satisfy Me novella- - Satisfy Me, Tonight-- has been put into pre-production! The title is.........Driving My Man Wild!

Drop date is March 2009 which in reality is just around the corner.AND.....drumroll please....they asked me to do a 3 story novella volume with just little old me in it. That's right, stories by me, me and me. Is this chick stoked? Ah huh.

**Booty dancing**

I'll post the cover just as soon as they give me a hint.

Till Next Time....

Syd

I AM a woman....

Many people always send me letters beginning, Dear Mr. Molare. I chuckle, get over myself and find out what the letter is about. My gender in the writing world has never been a big issue to me....in the past.

However, after hearing Michelle Obama on Monday night, I am claiming and proclaiming my womanhood, feminity, uterus/uteri, Fallopianness from mountain to valley, hilltop to ditch: I AM WOMAN!!!!!!!

Wow, that woman came with it or like they say in church, she showed up and showed out. Now that the kind of "stand by your man" stuff I can and will work with--positivity, mutual support, and the love of family just shined through.

Ok, enough about the Family Obama of which I am a fan, let's apply this to our writing world. Too many "toxic love" books out there folks. Authors we must take responsibility and realized that continuing to peddle women seeking free loving from misognystic--but fine as hell--dudes is destructive. Destructive to a woman's psyche, self-esteem and ultimately our existance.

Now how about we "flip the script" and write about a Family Obama and their married folks loving and dealing with real life versus the hit it and run off/absentee daddy? Wouldn't that be sexy as hell to find a married couple that's still hot for each other as when they first hooked up, despite the hoolihoos trying to holler and offer up the free pootitang? Wouldn't that be so cool for the wife to not only not allow herself to be in a position of "being the last to know" but to have her game (meaning her modus operandi) so tight hubby can't see past his buffet. Can't speak for you, but I'm getting horny talking about it.

Anyway, I must say again, Michelle Obama, you inspire me. Barack, I sure hope you understand and realize what you DO have. Authors, let's give this a shot, k?

Peace out.

Haters...

I've mentioned before about haters, author jealousy, the entire spectrum of keeping another person down simply because you lack what they have. Then I ran across this piece which has been attributed to Dr. Maya Angelou (haven't confirmed) on another board and had to post it, because it is very, very fitting in my mind. So to all you haters out there....Enjoy!

'HATERS', BY MAYA ANGELOU (Deep!)


A hater is someone who is jealous and envious and spends all their time trying to make you look small so they can look tall. They are very negative people to say the least. Nothing is ever good enough! When you make your mark, you will always attract some haters...

That' s why you have to be careful with whom you share your blessings and your dreams, because some folk can't handle seeing you blessed...

It's dangerous to be like somebody else...

If God wanted you to be like somebody else, He would have given you what He gave them! Right? You never know what people have gone through to get what they have...

The problem I have with haters is that they see my glory, but they don't know my story...

If the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, you can rest assured that the water bill is higher there too!

We've all got some haters among us! Some people envy you because you can:

1. Have a relationship with God

2. Light up a room when you walk in

3. Start your own business

4. Tell a man / woman to hit the curb (if he / she isn't about the right thing)

5. Raise your children without both parents being in the home

Haters can't stand to see you happy .
Haters will never want to see you succeed .
Haters never want you to get the victory .
Most of our haters are people who are supposed to be on our side.

How do you handle your undercover haters? You can handle these haters by:

1.Knowing who you are & who your true friends are *(VERY IMPORTANT!!)

2.Having a purpose to your life. Purpose does not mean having a job. You can have a job and still be unfulfilled. A purpose is having a clear sense of what God has called you to be. Your purpose is not defined by what others think about you.

3. By remembering what you have is by divine perogative and not human manipulation. Fulfill your dreams! You only have one life to live...when its your time to leave this earth, you want to be able to say, 'I've lived my life and fulfilled my dreams,... Now I'm ready to go HOME! '

When God gives you favor, you can tell your haters, 'Don't look at me...Look at Who is in charge of ME'

Watch out for Haters...... ......... .....BUT most of all don't become a HATER!

'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ that a man should have to seek Him first to find her.' Maya Angelou

'People fear what they don't understand, I understand what I don't fear..'--lukrativ
' Tact is for those not witty enough to use sarcasm.'

Loving Me!

I recently read a list entitled: Reasons why Black Men won't date Black Women. It was NOT nice...and then we wonder why our relationships aren't getting stronger. We keep feeding into this type of BS. You know, I've NEVER seen a why other races don't date their own races list...except for African Americans. This self-destruction doesn't make sense folks!

So, this new list was posted that I thought was definitely wonderful.... Hope you enjoy it like I did...OK, I've vented.

25 THINGS BROTHERS SHOULD BE SAYING TO SISTERS

1) I love you

2) I just called to hear your voice.

3) Is there anything I can do to make things better?

4) You look nice today.

5) Did you lose some weight?

6) You complete me.

7) I missed you.

8) No matter what happens, we will get through this together.

9) Our kids just don't know how lucky they are to have you as a mother.10) Enjoy your night out with the girls.

11) I'm sorry.

12) You did a good job.

13) I need you.

14) If that's what you really want to do, I'm behind you all the way.

15) I'm proud of you.

16) Let's go out tonight.

17) God must have spent a little more time on you.

18) Whenever you're frustrated, depressed, confused or feeling that thewhole world is closing in on you, remember that I'm here for you.

19) I'll take the kids with me; you need a break.

20) You were right; I was wrong.

21) I trust you.

22) Did you make an appointment to get a mammogram and Pap smear?

23) I don't care what anyone says, I know i couldn't have done itwithout you.

24) Thank you for being the woman that you are.

25) If they turned the clocks back, I'd marry you all over again.

Making a woman feel like a woman and reassuring her that she's yourwoman are the most powerful ingredients in an incandescent loverelationship.Remember Brothers, there is extraordinary power in the spoken word.So if you have a woman in your life who has changed your life, then startto speak up!

Purple Panties

For those who don't know, I'm in Purple Panties, the lesbian erotica collection edited by Zane. It was part of that "expansion of an author's mind", stretching your writing boundaries, stepping outside your comfort zone I'm always spouting. Since I didn't have any real life experience, I had to depend upon my imagination. ..and it garnered me a spot in the first anthology.

And let me say this, I am PROUD to be in it. I have never read such good ass erotica in one book before. These chicks wrote their asses off! I'm not a lesbian, but my partner has been one happy dude after reading each and every story. I'm telling ya'll, these women have made me step up my erotic game. Bland, spicy, voyeur or blatant, they come with it!!!!!

But do you guys know how controversial this book has become? It's been removed from a number of book sites, deleted from bookclub discussions, etc., with the claim of it being offensive to some members. Heck, EVERYTHING is offensive to somebody. I had to send off a letter expressing my freedom to express just like they had.

But nevertheless, I do hope you'll pick up a copy.

Smooches!

Syd

WHO IS THAT?

That's the questions many folks--a lot I already know well--are asking when I meet them again. Usually, it's the "she looks familiar but I can't place her" confused look...then blam! they're like, "It's You!"

Of course it is. It got to the point where i had to reassess my own self. Do I not look like me anymore? Then I finally pinpointed things: I've become free again.

Really. After my mother's death, I refused to follow convention and be bound by other's rules. I began living like I truly wanted to--dating on a whim with whomever, cutting ties where they should have been cut years before, traveling, not suffocating my 17YO and letting him grow into his own manhood...just living life like I've got only a little bit of time left. I very, very happy right now. I guess it's showing.

PLUS I am using this dermalastyl. At $150 per 2 ounce bottle, it ought to be good. Anywho, I thought I looked below my age before, I'm getting the you must be her younger sexy, sister comments....so I've managed to shave a few more years off.

So my thought for the day: Let go and let God. Do what you want to do that doesn't hurt others, but live life for yourself.

With that, I'm outta here!

Smooches!!!!

Love Note Pressed on Skin...[Contest]

What is more delicious than a scented love noted received from your sweetie?
That's read over and over while pressing the delish scent into your nose, neck and chest?

Nothing in my book.

Writing about it so turned me on! So in honor of my upcoming release in Satisfy Me III, Driving my Man Wild, where the main character gets some "inspiration" from 200 year old love letters, I'm hosting the Love Note Pressed on Skin Contest!

How to Enter?

Share with me the contents of what you feel was your most romantic love note. Doesn't matter how gritty, base or nasty it is. In fact, you don't have to clean up the language, I'm interested in seeing/hearing about them in the "raw." I'll then let the public vote on my top three choices. So, since it doesn't cost a thing, get to entering... Just send your note to: sydneymolare@yahoo.com.

Deadline: May 1, 2008

Prize? $50 cash. I can deliver via Paypal or mail the moolah. Your choice.

Divine Friday!!!!

It's Friday and I don't feel like doing squat! I'm out on Spring Break and can't believe that it's come and gone already. I need another week out doggonit!

I saw this photo and just HAD to share. It tickled me and repulsed me simultaneously. I guess I'll never make America's Next Top Model--actually I won't for a number of reasons beginning with I'm only 5'4"--but haute couture can be very unattractive. There is nothing in his makeup that would make me wanna purchase that outfit.

**bout of nausea**

Anywho, have a wonderful weekend folks. I'm out!

Heartache again...

Once again, a wife had the most unpleasant duty of standing by her philandering man, showing her support, shoring up his flagging public opinion at the expense of her own self worth.

Ladies, just STOP IT NOW.

I am not a stand by my man at any cost type of woman. It's time we as women said what we wanted and let our actions speak for themselves. There is no way in the world that look on Silda Spitzer's face could be thought to be anything but what it was: Anguish, embarrassment, betrayal. Yet, some politico spin doctor has instructed her to be there, smile, show support for your man.

What the hell about her?

What about the fact that not only did he steal from the people, he misused and maligned her? Could have infected her with a myriad of diseases? Lied to her and the kids at some point to cover an inconsistency? And then he can turn around and ask her to stand by him?

What about her, dammit?

She's Back!!!! Dyan Garris....

What Is The Real Secret To Manifesting?

There are a multitude of books about manifesting money, the laws of attraction, and the so-called secret to such. And along with that there are multitudes of people who are now in therapy trying to get to the bottom of why they cannot manifest. I wrote Money and Manifesting to teach people exactly how to get to the root of the matter and how to really create whatever they desire, instead of just thinking about it.

There is so much more to manifesting than thinking positive thoughts, repeating positive affirmations, and applying the laws of attraction. In order to manifest we need to be able to connect the dots. We need to be able to go from point A to B. We need to understand energy and how it works and we need to learn how to transform energy and make something out of nothing.

We are certainly capable of changing our thoughts. We are capable of thinking positively and affirming those positive thoughts. We are capable of letting go and having faith that whatever we’re trying to create with our minds will eventually show up. But this is only part of the process and there is something wrong with this picture as many have discovered.

So here are some of the real secrets: We cannot effectively manifest anything from a place of ego based wants, needs, and desires. We cannot create effectively here in the earth plane with only our minds. The seat of creation is the root chakra – our base. And the energy of money resides in the root chakra as a very basic symbol of survival. So why are you trying to create money with your minds?

There is something else too. If you can identify with something, if you can see yourself reflected in something or someone, you then have a springboard for change. And then if you can fully integrate and implement what you learned from seeing yourself reflected, you then have transformation. Because of this, parts of Money and Manifesting are fictionalized so there is a very good story here too and one which everyone can identify with.
When you’re done reading the book, you’ve also had an exercise in left brain/right brain integration, which is a first and basic step of manifesting. When you’ve read the last page and you close the book, you will feel the shift. That is what has the power to change your life. Forever.

Dyan Garris is the author of Voice of the Angels – A Healing Journey Spiritual Cards, The Book of Daily Channeled Messages, Talk To Your Food! Intuitive Cooking, and Fish Tale of Woe – Lost at Sea. In 2005 she created a series of music and meditation CDs for healing, Automatic Chakra Balance,™ and vibrational attunement of mind, body, and spirit.

Authors Looking Bad

**Sigh**

Sometimes it just doesn't pay to be on message boards. You learn too much stuff, too quickly. I can't even claim innocence because the nosy sleuths have already put the 4-1-1 out there for me to click the link and ooh and aah about.

Guess you are wondering what bug crawled into my G-string, huh? It's this one: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/23463908.

Once again, an author has given authorhood a bad name. And these traditional publishers....sheesh! I think I'll pen a new memoir, get a fat advance, then stick my tongue out and let them try to sue to get a penny back when they find out it's fake, fake, fake.

This would take me into gestapo mode: heads would roll, hearts ripped out of chests...Make some"breathing room" in the budget.

Good girl authors do finish last...but not for always :)

LaConnie Taylor-Jones is in the house....

LaConnie Taylor-Jones, a native Memphian, is a health educator consultant and holds advanced degrees in community public health and business administration. Married, she is the mother of four and resides with her family in Antioch, California located in Northern California. She is also an active member of the Contra Costa Alumnae chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc., the African American Community Health Advisory Committee, Black Women Organized for Political Action, and the San Francisco Area and Black Diamond chapters of Romance Writers of America. You can visit her website at http://www.laconnietaylorjones.com/.

When I'm With You Synopsis:

Caitlyn Thompson meets Marcel Baptiste when her car breaks down. Towed to one of his BMW dealerships, she initially thinks he’s the mechanic. They are drawn to each other from the start, but Caitlyn’s issues with trust become apparent.Caitlyn has no idea Marcel is the anonymous benefactor to who she submitted a grant request. Although Marcel realizes Caitlyn’s identity, he keeps the connection quiet. Marcel becomes aware of Caitlyn’s reticence to share personal information, but he refuses to be dissuaded. He slowly draws her into his protective embrace and loving family, and Caitlyn must free herself from her fears and allow Marcel to bring her the love and joy she deserves.

Read the excerpt!

Caitlyn tightly clutched her small handbag to her chest. “Thanks again for dinner. It’s been a wonderful evening.”

Marcel drove Caitlyn back to her apartment after dinner since she’d taken BART to San Francisco to meet him. Seated inside his plush, black BMW, Caitlyn glanced over to find he’d turned his back against the door. From the moment he’d put the car in park, he hadn’t said a word, but his penetrating gaze spoke volumes.

As far as she was concerned, he didn’t need to speak because what she saw in his eyes said it all. She saw unabashed desire and it burned her to a crisp. She knew if they ever got together, they would set off a five-alarm blaze.Caitlyn tore her gaze away and stared out the front windshield. Fear from the past reared its ugly head. At this point in her life, she didn’t want to feel an attraction for any man, and she certainly didn’t want to feel it this soon for the one sitting next to her. She’d experienced one disastrous relationship all because she’d foolishly placed her confidence in someone she thought she could trust. That error had nearly destroyed her, and it was one she’d vowed to never make again.

She sucked in a deep breath. “Marcel, I-I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” The words came out hoarse and choked, despite her best effort to maintain a rock-steady tone.

Marcel frowned. “Why?”

“I-I’m not the right person for you to get involved with.”

He shook his head. “You’re wrong on that one, Caitlyn.” He grabbed her left hand. “Can you honestly sit here and tell me I’m solo in what I’m feeling?”

It was a long while before she could say anything. She could no more deny the attraction she felt for Marcel than not take her next breath. “No, and if I knew how to stop my emotions right now, I would.”

He lifted her hand to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it. “Tell me what you feel.”She turned to him, staring with a soft gaze. “When?”

“Right now.” He kissed the inside of her palm. “Tell me what you’re feeling.”

“When I’m with you, I feel safe...like nothing in the world can ever hurt me.”

“Then hold on to that.” Releasing her hand, he inched over and braced his arm along the passenger seat. Caitlyn glanced over at him. “What do you feel?”

He trailed his finger along her cheek and focused on her lips. “I feel like I’ll lose my mind if I don’t kiss you.” Despite the darkness, he tried to search her eyes for permission. He wouldn’t rush her. She’d been hurt once and he vowed no one would ever do it again. He waited patiently for her answer. The moment she looped her arm around his neck and parted her lips, it was all the acknowledgment he needed.The kiss started out gentle, but grew hotter, more urgent, and she moaned under the assault of his mouth. Marcel deepened the kiss, and she clutched the lapels of his jacket as though they were a life preserver that would protect her against the carnal storm threatening to sweep her out into the Pacific Ocean.When they parted, Caitlyn fought to breathe, fought to control her heart, which was beating as if she’d run a twenty-mile marathon. With her head bowed, she placed her hand at the center of her chest. “There’s something you should know.”

Marcel released a long sigh of satisfaction. “Talk to me.”

“I-I’m ...”

Marcel gently lifted her chin and met her gaze. “Come on, Caitlyn. Talk to me.” He stroked his finger along her brow. “You can trust me.”

Tears shimmered in her eyes. “He hurt me.”“What did he do?”The words lodged in her throat. The pain was still too raw, the hurt too deep. Caitlyn shook her head, an indication she wasn’t ready to discuss it.

Marcel nodded his acceptance of her stance. “Listen, whenever you’re ready, all right?”

With a solemn look, Caitlyn turned her face to hide the fear in her eyes. “I’ve been running from him for three years.”

“Is that why you’ve been so reluctant to share information about yourself?”

“Yes.”

Without uttering another word, Marcel got out and walked around to the other side of the car. He opened the passenger door and helped Caitlyn out.Caitlyn looked up at him. “Marcel, I’ll understand if you don’t want my baggage at your doorstep.”

He didn’t bother to shut the door and kept his gaze steady with hers. “When can I see you again?”

Married People Sex

Yep, the title is correct. Believe it or not, married sex has become a writing fetish of mine. Having been married for--let's just say I almost got the dust from Moses' march across the Red Sea--I realize that hot, steamy passion is thought to diminish over time. We are taught to expect this.

But why is that? Honestly, I can't live a life without passion. As long as I'm able to "use what my mama gave me" I will. And I refuse to have pitiful, dragging "married people's sex" in real life or in my character's lives. Why can't the sheets being on fire be the norm not the exception? Why does married sex and boring pop up on the word association game.

I write how I like living for the most part. There is always an element of "me" in every story. How miniscule or humongous it is, I won't tell, but I'm there. (I'm a big voyeur) So when there is an opportunity to put a fresh marital dating idea out there or situation or X_my choice here__ I seize it. As Tyra says, I become "fierce!"

Again why?

If I write it well, he will come...and come....and come. Win win all the way around.

Peace out

Syd