I have just finished updating my site for the holiday season! 

To celebrate the holidays I am giving away 10 ebook copies of Confidante: The Brothel and 10 ARC ebooks of my new book A Beautiful Struggle. 

The giveaway runs right up until Christmas day so spread the word and enter as often as you can! 

Lilli
 

  • by: By Debra Taylor
  • From: news.com.au
  • November 30, 2012 2:28PM

  • Blogs can make you a fortune
  • Advice is: "Go small - focus on a niche"
  • Check out five bloggers below who turned it into a business



TIRED of the daily slog? Then why not switch to the daily blog and start writing your way to a multi-million dollar business.


While most bloggers do it for a hobby or drive their existing business, some have managed to turn blogging itself into a money spinner.

Top blogs that turned into big business include Mashable, Life Hacker and Perez Hilton - all of which have made their owners a fortune.

While it's an attractive proposition, blogging requires the same ingredients all great successes need; a good idea and a lot of commitment.

Joe Pulizzi started his Junta42 blog in 2007 to be the foundation stone of his content marketing business. 

"The idea was to position myself as an industry expert, and then launch the initial company product six to 12 months afterwards," he explains.



Today, his blog is part of a larger site contentmarketinginstitute.com that gets more than 100,000 unique visitors per month, meanwhile Pulizzi  himself has 20,000 followers on Twitter and over 20,000 email subscribers. But it all started with a single blog.

"Blogging is the online proof of my expertise," he explains. But to be successful, he recommends you find a niche.

"Go small - focus on a niche that you can be the leading expert in the world at. Most individuals go too wide. Get really specific."

You need to carefully identify your target audience too and not be afraid to share your great idea with your readers.  

"People will flock to you if you give away information they can't find anywhere else," says Pulizzi . "Give away the secret sauce ... lay it all out there."

Here are five bloggers who did just that, and turned blogging into business.

Pete Cashmore, Mashable
Cashmore started his blog with a focus on social media news from his home in Aberdeen in 2005. Now it has millions of monthly page views and hundreds of thousands of followers and fans on Facebook and Twitter. Plus, rumours continue to circulate that Cashmore is in talks with CNN to sell his baby for a reported $200m.

Perez Hilton, perezhilton.com
Hilton, aka Mario Armando Lavandeira Jr, started blogging about celebrities as a hobby but quickly became known as the most hated blogger in Hollywood because of his bitchy gossip. But the blog brought Hilton fame and 300 million hits per month.
  
Timothy Sykes, timothysykes.com
Wunderkind, stock market trader and now a crusader against financial scams, Sykes started his blog in 2007 and, judging from his post "Suck On This John Chow, My Blog Made $45,000 Last Month" (see below) his gamble to blog has paid off – not to mention also winning him a contract for reality TV show - Wall Street Warriors. 

John Chow, johnchow.com
According to Chow, he is best known for showing the world you can take a blog from earning zero to over US$40,000 ($38,000) each month in a mere two years and only work two hours a day. More than 200,000 users now visit his blog - the modestly titled john chow dot com - on a daily basis.

Ariana Huffington, The Huffington Post
Journalist Ariana Huffington already had a high profile in America when she launched blog based news site The Huffington Post in 2005 but it has shown that blogging can take on traditional media and win.  In fact, win big; in 2011 AOL bought the Post for a reputed US$315 million ($310 million).


 
The Confidante Trilogy is a biographical series about Angelien. 

Angelien is my mother-in-law and she has led a very fascinating life, one that could ultimately fuel a soap opera's story line for years! 

The Confidante Trilogy only focuses on a very small portion of her life - the time when she was a sex worker. It is broken up into 3 books covering her time working in a brothel, then as an escort and ultimately as the madame of her own escort agency. 

Confidante Book One - The Brothel, is available now. In it we visit Angelien's most memorable clients from her month working in a brothel. 

But why did she enter the brothel? You may ask, well, Angelien was a single mother struggling to make ends meet. She was tired of not being able to give her boys the things they wanted and she was tired of sitting on the floor as they had little furniture. Selling her body was a small price to pay to ensure her children could enjoy the small things that other's seemed to take for granted. 

So what is different about Confidante: The Brothel from all the other sex worker biographies out there? Well, instead of telling it like a memory, we tell it like a story. We go into detail about the sex and the people involved so you feel like you are actually there. 

Confidante: The Brothel is available exclusively to Amazon Kindle - 

Amazon US

Amazon UK



Confidante: The Brothel is going on Tour!! You can visit my tour page here CONFIDANTE BLOG TOUR to check out where I will be and what we will be talking about! 
 
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Confidante: The Brothel is going on a tour of the blogosphere for a whole month starting next Monday 2nd December thanks to Reading Addiction Blog Tours. 

You can visit my tour page here CONFIDANTE BLOG TOUR to check out where I will be and what we will be talking about! 

I am pretty excited about it - hope to see you around the net! 

Lilli xoxox

 
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2012 one of hottest years on record: UN weather agency
  • source AFP
  • November 29, 201212:34AM
  • from News.com.au

EXTREME temperatures and violent weather afflicted the planet this year, with heatwaves, droughts, floods and devastating storms as well as unprecedented ice melt in the Arctic, the UN weather agency says.


"Climate change is taking place before our eyes and will continue to do so," World Meteorological Organisation (WMO) chief Michel Jarraud said in a statement.

January-October 2012 was the ninth warmest such period since records began in 1850, the WMO said.
The global land and ocean surface temperature for the period was about 0.45 degrees Celsius above the 1961-1990 average of 14.2 C, it said.

"Notable extreme events were observed worldwide but some parts of the northern hemisphere were affected by multiple extremes," it added.

The report, comprising preliminary weather data for 2012, coincides with the annual UN climate talks, taking place this year in Doha, Qatar.


The Geneva-based agency warned that the higher temperatures came despite the cooling influence of the La Nina weather phenomenon in the tropical Pacific Ocean at the beginning of the year.

Phenomena like La Nina may affect temperatures and precipitation, "but they do not alter the underlying long-term trend of rising temperatures due to climate change as a result of human activities," Mr Jarraud warned.

The WMO also raised the alarm over unprecedented melt of Arctic sea ice, confirming data published in September by the US National Snow and Ice Data Centre.

Arctic sea ice cover shrank to just 3.4 million square kilometres at its annual low point on September 16 - 18 per cent less than the previous record low in 2007.

The new record was also 49 per cent below the 1979-2000 average, corresponding to an additional ice loss of nearly 3.3 million square kilometres - about the size of India, the WMO said.

"In August, the Arctic sea ice lost an average of nearly 92,000 square kilometres of ice per day - the fastest observed loss for the month of August on record," the report said


 
A Beautiful Struggle was my NaNo novel, I wrote it 22 days, read it again, added more description etc. The read through brought me to today when I finished and sent it off to my Beta ladies as well as validating my word count with NaNo. My total word count was 64,894 words. 

I'm very proud of myself for making it; this story has been in me for a long time now and I was so glad for NaNo to force it out of me. 

Have a look at my blog posts from this week to read excerpt's from A Beautiful Struggle and keep an eye out for more information. 
 
This is it - I am just about ready to hang up my hat while A Beautiful Struggle goes off for beta reading. I have really loved reliving this story and my mind flits between which character I enjoy the most depending on what was happening in Katrina's life. 

It's been hard choosing excerpts - I want to share parts of the book that I really love but I don't want to give away too much of the story and ruin it all for you. Hopefully I have been choosing parts that are interesting enough without being to vague! 

Remember this is the pre edited copy - plus I am an Aussie so I use UK spelling. 

Here is the last excerpt I will be putting up this week - it's from Chapter 10; In which Elliot and Katrina are leaving work to spend the weekend together. 
The parking garage was about a ten minute walk away, Elliot had texted me that he was on his way down before I left so I was expecting to see him waiting outside the entrance.

“Hey stranger,” he said to me as I got close enough, holding the door open and ushering me through. He took my bag and caught my hand as soon as it clicked shut.

“Thank you,” I said leaning into him, it was so wonderful to be able to touch him again after spending a week near him with nothing more than stolen glance here and there. It made it all the more important to be in as much physical contact with each other when we could.

“I was thinking we could eat Chinese for dinner,” he told me casually.

I couldn’t help myself, “I’m not much of a cannibal Elliot, but if that’s what your into – I’m not going to stop you,” I replied jokingly. Elliot was shaking his head and smiling his amusement at my good natured jibe.

“I thought we might get some take away Chinese food for dinner.”

“Oh Chinese food! I love Chinese food - that would be amazing. I am positively starving!”

Elliot dragged my head towards him and kissed me roughly on the side of it in my hair, I looked at him wondering what that was for and he told me, “Because you’re funny.” 

We stopped at his car and he opened the boot to put my bag inside. He pulled me to him and kissed me passionately, “mmm perhaps I should just have you for dinner,” he murmured as he pulled away.

“Is it as hard for you as it is for me – keeping your hands to yourself?” I asked as we got into the car and started on our way.

“I think it’s harder,” he said looking at me hungrily; it sent shivers through me as my world fell away and I became Elliot focused once more.

We drove straight to Elliot’s flat, not bothering with small talk but instead just luxuriating in the sexual tension that was filling the air between us, arousing and intoxicating. Racing up the stairs to his door, we didn’t even realise that we had left my bag in the boot of his car, our need for each other was too over powering to care about trivial things like clean clothes.

As soon as the locks clicked he turned and took my face in his hands and kissed me, breathing me in as he did so, making feel as if I was melting into his body. He took me by the hand and let me straight to his bedroom, kissing me again as he slowly undid the buttons of my blouse to slide his hands over my bare skin.

Everywhere his hands had been screamed for more as his touch moved on, my body was craving him like he was the sustenance that kept me living. He let my blouse drop to the floor as he guided me over to the bed, unzipping my skirt and sliding it down my legs as he urged me to lie down, propping a pillow under my hips as he removed my panties and positioned himself between my legs on the bed.

“It seems a little unfair that you still have your clothes on,” I spoke, my voice husky with desire.

“You’re still wearing your bra,” he murmured as he started kissing a trail across my stomach, while he teased my opening with his finger.
 
I am almost finished with the first run through of A Beautiful Struggle. Today's excerpt is when Katrina and Elliot meet up and spend their first night together - I apologise but I have ended it before it gets too raunchy; my blog isn't rated for mature content. 

Once again, forgive my grammar - it hasn't been sent to the editor yet. 

Lilli xoxox
When I reached the sports bar Elliot was already there leaning up against the wall outside it, looking at his phone. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt, his hair was sticking up and messy from sleeping - he looked positively delicious.

The hall we were in was pretty quiet so the clack of my heels could be heard as I walked towards him. He stood up properly and gave me the most brilliant smile I have ever seen on him, it made chest swell and I impulsively started to run to him, jumping into his arms as he captured me in a passionate kiss that had me melting on the spot.

He broke away and smiled at me, brushing my hair out of my face. “I was dreaming about you when you called me.”

A little ripple skittered through my stomach and shot down between my legs, “Good dreams I hope,” I purred, leaning in to him.

“Let’s get out of here and I’ll show you”

The sexual tension was ubiquitous on the drive home, it was hard for me to keep myself in my seat and not jump in his lap to ride him while he drove. He told me to wait when he pulled over and got out of the car, walking around to my side to help me out. Holding my hand he lead me to the entrance of a block of brown brick flats, it was dark and fairly surrounded by trees so I couldn’t see much, but I could hear the whoosh of the ocean as I waited for him to unlock the main door.

“How far away from the ocean are you?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“One street,” he replied, “you can see the beach from the balcony.” We climbed the beige carpeted stairs quietly and stopped in front of a brown wooden door at top of the second flight of stairs.

“This is it,” he said looking back over his shoulder at me, with a click the door was open and we stepped inside a narrow hall. The door swung shut behind me and he turned and pinned me to it, his arms either side of me. I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading over my face as he looked hungrily into my eyes clamping his mouth down on mine as he kissed me deeply. I slid my arms around his neck and pressed myself to him curling my fingers through the back of his already messy hair.

He reached his hands down to my backside and hoisted me up so I had to wrap my legs around his waist. He walked me down the hallway, past a formal dining room, kissing me all the way until he reached the lounge room and set me down, kneeling in front of me. Only then did he pause and look at me.

“You drive me wild, Katrina.” He smoothed my hair away from my face and started to kiss a trail down my neck and chest, his hands moving to cup my small breasts and squeeze my already hard nipples. I let out a small moan as I leaned my body into his hands, wanting more from him, he pulled my dress aside and took one little bud into his mouth causing me to drop my head back and moan with pleasure. He guided me until I was lying, sliding his hand down my body and between my thighs, I parted them willingly as I felt his fingertips brush the edges of my thoroughly damp panties. 
 
I am writing this post to plead with you all to please review Confidante: The Brothel on Amazon or Goodreads, I keep getting emails, DMs on twitter and facebook from people who have enjoyed my book but as yet I don't have any reviews on the sites that count. 

So please, please, take some time to write a short review, think of it as the same as telling your friend - but this time you will be telling the world what you thought. 

Goodreads
Amazon US
Amazon UK

Thank you so much if you decide to write one for me. 

Lilli xoxoxo
 
I have to admit that after talking to Carl, I was nervous about facing everyone today.

When I entered the break room there were a few murmurs and stares, as I lined up to get my coffee. I nodded hi to Kayley who was already seated and smiling at me as I walked over with my coffee. Bianca took the opportunity to blatantly knock into me, spilling my coffee on my skirt. I grabbed some paper towel and brushed off as much of it off as I could, thankful that I’d had the foresight to wear dark colours.

I sat down with Kayley, Albina and Anne, “Wow, I feel like I’m back at high school” I laughed uneasily.

Albina raised her eyebrows and said to me, “Well you are public enemy number one at the moment, Bianca and Beth are on a rampage.”

Anne leaned in as well to talk quietly, “You should have heard Bianca yesterday, she was telling everyone that she got you fired.”

“Well as you can see she didn’t” I said, “Listen, nothing’s going on and there’s nothing to talk about, Biancas obviously trying to cause problems”

“Kayley and Connor saw you too, so don’t deny it.” adds Albina.

“You know what, I was drinking, I don’t really know what I saw.” said Kayley.

I smiled gratefully at Kayley and sighed, “I don’t know why everyone’s making a big deal out of it. I have known the guy for a week.”

“Yeah and in that week you dry humped him on a wharf” said Albina.

I really didn’t think that anything I said was going to convince them there was nothing between Elliot and I so I stood to take my coffee to my desk instead. As I left I overheard Bianca saying, “Maybe he’s into boys, and that’s why,” I spun around to give Bianca a piece of my mind as the others she was sitting with sniggered at her comment. I opened my mouth to speak but she got there first, “Are you going to go and cut yourself now?” the hatred I felt for her at that moment could be heard crackling through the air – in my mind I was pouncing on her like an animal, clawing at her face and pulling out her hair; but in reality I shut my mouth and spun on my heel not trusting myself to speak anymore.

My face burned hot with humiliation as put a call through to Elliot, he picked up on the second ring. “Elliot Roberts”

“Hey, it’s me.”

“Hey you, what’s up?”

“I really don’t think we should train together.”

“What? Why?”

“Everyone in the break room was on my back about Friday. I think it would be a mistake to be seen together anywhere.”

“Are you backing out on me?”

“I don’t know, can we just cool it for a bit please? I have all this animosity directed at me right now and I just need to take a step back.”

He was silent for a moment, “For how long?”

“I don’t know, a week - or until this all dies down? I just … Can we just cool it for now, please?” I pleaded.

I could hear him sigh and his chair creaked over the phone, I imagined that he was leaning back running his hand through his hair. “Fine. I have to go,” he disconnected.

I looked at the phone and debated whether I was making the right decision by pulling back.