When I heard that today’s Wednesday Blogging topic was going to be “Celebrity Crushes,” I was like… well shit. How am I going to distinguish this from every other blog post I ever do? So I decided I would just let the Tumblr side of my internet brain do this post. I promise I’ll respect all of these hotties in the morning.
One thing I think we all need to know upfront is that if I have a celebrity crush, they end up in a book. Like, you know, how this dude here:
is totally Neil Elwood. So much so that when he grew a beard for Warehouse 13 and that second Percy Jackson movie, Neil also decided it would be a fine time to have a beard. But Sophie didn’t like it, so it’s gone now. He’ll be beard free for The Ex. (Tentatively scheduled for Spring 2015, but you never know, it could come out sooner.)
I bet what you didn’t know is that outside of my borderline creepy love for Anthony Head, I have time for other celebrity crushes that I am currently shoe-horning into my work. For example, I’ve got a not-yet-ready-to-be-talked-about New Adult project in which this guy just happens to be a really hot choreographer:
Okay, yeah. So he plays a cannibalistic serial killer on Hannibal. But Mads Mikkelsen was so hot in A Royal Affair, my brain had to use him for something. Other than… you know. Purposes.
See this gorgeous man here?
Tristan Wilds is currently starring (unbeknownst to him) in my New Adult novel A Choice Fit For A Queen, in the If Ever I Should Leave You anthology (July 2014). Also, he’s starring in my heart. Oh, and also, in my sexy writing imagination, he has a Welsh accent. Grrr.
I bet you think you’re looking at a picture of Daenerys Targaryen. Well, you are. But you’re also looking at the woman I love, damn it! She’s also who I’m imagining as Miranda in The Abysm of Time, the second book in my Wondrous Strange series, which mixes up Shakespeare in a paranormal meta-verse (release date TBA). I know it’s totally creepy and uncool to objectify women and stuff, but I want to touch her boobs. Also, I want her to treat me with the reserved, elegant disdain of the Mother of Dragons while I kneel at her feet. Like you do.
Okay, and as long as we’re on the topic of the ladies in Thrones who I lust over, remember that not-yet-ready-to-be-talked-about New Adult project?
I realize that in real life, Natalie Dormer is only two years younger than I am. But in my book writing imagination, she’s going to be twenty. And in my secret tingly imagination, she’s going to be my Domme. But those are stories for another time, dear children.
As for this gentleman, he’s pulling double duty in two separate projects. This younger looking version of him:
is the smoking hot college boy love interest of my New Adult novella Playing Him (release date TBA).
And this older, naughtier version of Mr. Hiddleston will eventually be the hero of the erotic romance series that will begin after the Boss series concludes:
Yeah, I’m not exactly sure when that series is going to start. Probably in 2015. But it will be a doozy. Like, I can’t divulge details yet, but expect it to make your panties steam. Even if you’re a dude and you don’t wear panties. You’ll buy a pair, and an iron to steam them. It’s gonna be that good.
So, yeah. Basically all of my celebrity crushes are on hot lads and lasses I’ve modeled characters after. Maybe that means I take my work too seriously. Maybe it means my sexuality is all tied up in my creativity (and I would get sexually creative with every damn person on this list). Maybe it means I’m Tina Belcher.
I guess there are worse people to be.
Check out the crushes of my other Wednesday Blogging friends!