Rose by Any Other Name

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Rose by Any Other Name: Ranging from mild tease to all-out please, this is a collection of nine reality-based erotic-romance stories along with non-fiction and truth-be-told sections, plus a bonus of five short-stories to get your juices flowing. Come with me as I start my journey out of the Hypoactive Sexual Desire Syndrome(HSDS) desert and back into the light and fire of experiencing sexuality. More

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About Rose Maru

Born a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... no, wait, that wasn't me, but sometimes it certainly seems like it.

Before getting into all the fun details, I want to clear the air of a rather large aspect of my writing because it has a huge impact on my work: I have HSDS (Hypoactive Sexual Desire Syndrome). In fact, if it weren't for my HSDS, I wouldn't be here and you wouldn't be there reading this - my previously unpublished writings were explorations into kick-starting my, ahem, 'motor.' I tried to explore anything that might cause a little tingle below, even ideas and concepts my thinking brain refused to hear. Creating an alter-ego in my stories allowed me to safely penetrate the veil of non-existence - I was forced to think about sexy thoughts and situations.

I wrote for years covering a wide range of topics, my husband providing a large number of seedlings from which to grow my stories (HSDS... what do you expect? Much to my dismay, what I learned to expect was very raunchy pillow-talk. Much to his dismay, he learned to expect me to leap from bed saying, "Oh! That is so good, I've got to write it down!"). It turns out, writing romantic erotica usually wasn't doing it for me. I gave up on it for a period of time - in essence, I gave up trying to help myself, as well.

Then my significant's bright idea: if it didn't help me, maybe it would help someone else. I was back to writing again, or more correctly, preparing my work for release unto an unsuspecting public (I have now officially absolved myself from any evil that befalls you after reading my books - it's all his fault). So I dredged up my folder of rough and unpolished stories - damn, I wrote this much? No wonder I wasn't having sex, I was busy writing about it. (Fib alert: so not true it's not funny. Not the 'not having sex' part, but the lack of bedroom action wasn't really due to my writing.)

An odd thing happened, though, as I was rereading my material and editing it. I felt a little something that I hadn't experienced in a long time. I actually felt a little tingle from down below. That soft little call, while editing some stories, started to get a little louder - still very quiet, but it was most certainly there where it hadn't been for decades. I gave in to the siren call almost immediately - surprised the hell out of my husband (thank goodness it wasn't the UPS guy at the door during those moments). Complete, spontaneous, due-to-my-doing rumpy-bumpy. Holy humper, Batman, I'm fixed!

I wish. It disappeared again, just as easily slipping back into my 'normal abnormal' routine of never thinking about it within hours. Back to editing. Being the patient sort, I allowed myself to edit a whole three paragraphs before anguish sets in, "It's not working! Ah! I'm broken forever!" Luckily, I have a never say die attitude (Fib alert: ... no, wait, this isn't my stories where I have to include a 'truth' section - let me have my freaking moment), and said, "Piss on it, I'm still going to release my work. I've come this far."

And so it went - although much to my joy (and my hubby's) - every so often, I'd find myself showing such obvious responses to passages, it was apparent to even an HSDS girl - and we'd make joy (sometimes several times) to the situation. I wasn't fixed, but at least I had a crutch.

Which leaves me editing my old material, exploring new, and tormenting you with it - where I hope it does you some good, too. If it can't make you happy that way, I hope it'll at least provide you a little laugh the other way - especially since I do provide a 'Truth and Consequences' side to all my stories at the end of each book where I detail the nitty-gritty and harsh reality of every piece. This allows everyone's inner voyeur to be released because my HSDS does a great job of preventing me from grasping 'TMI,' so I tend to spill my guts back there in my books.

As for my bio (side note: doesn't that make it an 'auto-bio?'), I'm a cute, twenty-one year-old (Fib Alert! Oh my Lord! If you're writing fantasy-fiction, at least make it believable!) - crap, okay, fine, I'm old enough to probably be your sister - from a second marriage - so we're not blood related, which means you don't have to get all weirded out about reading sex stuff about me) - and I live in the Pacific Northwest where I am still happily married to my first husband (very funny - he edits my other fibs so I have to tell the truth, but leaves the happily married one)... at least until he reads the final published product where I changed the truth section in every book back to being brutally honest contrary to his corrections.

And, yes, that is me on the cover of all my books, but I'm not spilling the beans here, you have to read the book.

About the Series: Fellowship of the Rose: Sensual Short Stories - Fiction, Truthiness, and Far Too Much Non-Fiction
Collections of sensual and sexy stories where the real and possible worlds collide of a woman with Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder / Syndrome (HSDD / HSDS). Rose's ongoing battle with the sexless hole in her brain chemistry which dribbles out into these books as her self-imposed therapy to bring a little tingle back into her cozy, sleeping kitty. Each book contains a mix of fiction and fantasy through vast swaths of the world that is a reality to those with HSDD. Topics range from mild to wild (Parade of Roses has an all-inclusive "Master Index of Kink" to find your favorites) providing something of interest for women, men, couples, and the occasional extra-terrestrial being. All include a Truth and Consequences entry for each story, promoting multiple readings to fully enjoy the nuances of her tail... I mean, "the tale." Proven to be mentally stimulating for those of above average intelligence and willing to find humor in the least likely of places. Individual books easily stands upon its own, although some themes will necessarily recur, and the avid reader will often be rewarded with inside jokes.

Also in Series: Fellowship of the Rose: Sensual Short Stories - Fiction, Truthiness, and Far Too Much Non-Fiction

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Reviews

Thomas Lawrence reviewed on on Aug. 22, 2017

This collection of Ms. Maru's stories is, as always, delightful and entertaining. Some (almost half) of them are written from the point of view of her photographer/husband, which was an interesting experiment that was a little awkward at first but then flowed smoothly after you got used to it. There is also a fascinating treatise on why women shouldn't wear bras and an exploration of what might be the results of nude modeling for a group of blind artists. (What could possibly go wrong?).
(reviewed 42 days after purchase)
MrT4U reviewed on on Feb. 11, 2015

Rose by Any Other Name is a small collection of some well writen erotic stories. A single one is quite hardcore, but most of them are more about that innocent looking woman experiencing some very hot games of exhibitionism.

In the second part of the book there is a personal note from the writer telling about the truth behind each of the stories. Can be a bit dissapointing sometimes ('damn I was hoping she really did that one') but it adds a nice personal touch which brings the reader a feeling of having a personal look in the writer's naughty mind.

The stories are woman friendly and therefore very suitable for both women and men. A must-read! I bought her other book too after reading this one.
(reviewed 45 days after purchase)
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