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Come hear—and see—Hot Flashes 2 during the notorious Pub Crawl at San Francisco’s 2007 Litquake. We’ll be reading in the window of Lost Weekend Video on Valencia Street, and have been promised a microphone and speakers so the throngs of people gathered outside on the street can hear, too.

October 13th, 8 pm to 8:45
Lost Weekend Video
1034 Valencia Street
San Francisco

Learn how to expand your writing style to include things taboo and titillating. Join Hot Flashes editor Linda Watanabe McFerrin for another day in the realm of the senses.

Sappho, Nabokov, Lawrence, Duras, Nin, figs, mangos, jazz, orchids, silk, leather—bring your favorite passion (literature, music, food); we’ll provide the setting and a sensual roadmap into a tempting, often unexplored piece of the literary world. You might even find your work in the next edition of Hot Flashes, the popular erotica series from Left Coast Writers®.

Our day will conclude with champagne and chocolate and a lovely erotic buffet—of course!

10 am to 5 pm; choose any of these three dates:

Sunday, October 21, 2007
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008

$125/ Limited Space
To sign up or reserve a spot: leftcoastwriters@aol.com.

Read the work of workshop graduates in:
Hot Flashes: sexy little stories & poems and
Hot Flashes 2: more sexy little stories and poems

Here’s what participants are saying:

Three pages filled with sizzling, sensual, show-stopping stories and ideas for stories. The champagne. The show and tell. The chocolate cake. Perfection itself!
–La Volpina Furba a.k.a The Roguish Vixen a.k.a Arlene del Orbe

Outgoing, bubbly and fun. It helped remind me of the utter joy of writing.
–Lynn Weiss

This was a wonderful experience: a class of women and me, talking erotica. Are you kidding? For a writer, a male writer, a beautiful experience.
–Mark Haggarty

Brilliant and fun!! Incredibly helpful. I wished we had more time!
–Pamela Weymouth

We’re at it again! We’re looking for short (1200 words or less) erotic fiction, nonfiction and poetry for the next anthology in the Hot Flashes series, to be published in 2009. Submission deadline: March 1, 2008.

We are not interested in gratuitous sex. We want the erotic framed in a way that is fascinating, entertaining, enlightening, surprising. We want fine writing.

Think: appetite, humor, action, romance, food, travel, nature, personality, nostalgia, culture and counter-culture, mind, body and so on, and add your erotic spin.

Please mail hard copy of your submission, along with a short bio, to:
Hot Flashes 3
Left Coast Writers
484 Lake Park Avenue, #29
Oakland, CA 94610

If your work is selected for publication, we will request a Word RTF (rich text format) document via e-mail or on disk.

Please join us for a celebration of the launch of Hot Flashes 2: more sexy little stories and poems on Friday, September 28, at Book Passage in Corte Madera.

Contributors scheduled to read juicy excerpts include Alison Anderson, Ann Garrett, Deborah Griffin, Elizabeth Weaver, Gail Rudd Entrekin, Jill Kelly, Kunal Mukherjee, Laralynn Weiss Rapoza, Lizzie Hannon, Marianne Betterly-Kohn, Pamela Alma Bass, Saul Isler, and Susan Parker.

More information here.

Friday, September 28, 7pm
Book Launch Celebration
Gallery
Book Passage
51 Tamal Vista
Corte Madera, CA

She held it, hot, in her hand and slowly pulled back one of the outer leaves. She grazed her teeth down from the narrow tip and caught the tiny mound of flesh at its base. The flavor surprised her; the globe’s geometry and architecture were gothic, yet the taste earthy and unrefined. It was delicious. She drank from her wine glass and smiled across at him.

“It is really good,” he said, butter glistening on his lips. “So you’re a cook.”

“No, not really. I just try things out and hope they work.” Butter ran down the side of her hand and soaked into her starched white cuff. She did not notice it.

– Jane Hardwidge

I drove Maw Maw’s huge Impala, made for making out with long bench seats—you could fit four couples in it, easy. We parked on Melpomene, a street that sits along the thin line between the haves and have-nots, and steamed up the windows in the Impala kissin’ and carryin’ on even though I knew that this was a dangerous thing to do. But it was summer and the azaleas were blooming and scenting up the thick air, and we fit so well into each other’s arms.
– Amy Thigpen

She took my locker key to record the financial arrangement, then led me by the hand down a narrow corridor, past a warren of small rooms redolent with a mélange of perfume, sweat and disinfectant. I was like a little kid, touching the grass cloth wallpaper, poking my head into empty rooms, smiling sheepishly as I squeezed past women escorting their men friends to or from beautiful nowhere. Our little corner of paradise turned out to be just big enough for a queen-size bed, a sink, and a mahogany nightstand ornamented with cigarette burns and a bowl of condoms.

– Michael James

Gina slickened her fingers and her face with the dripping noodles, rubbing them against her lips, widening the circles to include her chin and her cheeks, and touching her tongue to her hand. She could easily smother herself. Instead, she moved her hand, still full of the food, to the base of her throat, the edge of her silk blouse. She released the handful. It slid down inside her blouse, creaming her breasts and her belly.

“Join me,” she said—less an invitation than a command.

– Kathleen McClung

I found everything Daddy hid, every book and magazine, card deck and little plastic vibrator. It wasn’t even very hard to do, especially in the cedar closet in the attic, even with the door jamming and scraping against the floor and the too-little door handle poking into my fingers when I pulled and lifted to get it open. All I had to do was shove the Chinese blankets out of the way, the cool silky blankets too hot to use in summer, and pull the boxes toward me.

– Claire Savage

HOT FLASHES: sexy little stories & poems

Edited by Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Laurie McAndish King
Cover design: JM Shubin
Cover photography: Lone Mørch Schneider
Price: $12.95
ISBN# 0-9760575-7-3

No—Hot Flashes is not about menopause! It’s about “quickies:” flash fiction, non-fiction and poetry guaranteed to raise your temperature in a way that is positively hormonal. Spicy, saucy, sexy and sensual, Hot Flashes is a tantalizing flight into the world of erotica. From sex and fine dining to celluloid seduction, from the ache of past loves to hot new encounters, from New Orleans’ excesses to X-rated Rio, editors Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Laurie McAndish King serve up a titillating smorgasbord of suggestive and seductive stuff. Young or old, male or female, straight or gay, shy or wild and outrageous, you’ll find lots to love in this collection. This first anthology from Left Coast Writers is the perfect book for anyone’s virgin excursion into the world of erotica.

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