Oh, sweet revenge.
Who can resist a good
comeuppance story? Even better, who can resist the story of a woman who uses
betrayal to propel herself toward bigger and better things? When I wrote Seoul Spankings, I asked readers to tell
me their favorite revenge stories.
“What would you do if your
partner cheated on you and dumped you?” I asked. The answers came thick and
fast.
“That happened to me! I kicked
him out and filed for divorce.”
“I cried, sucked it up, and
found someone a hundred times better.”
“Became happy. It was the best
way to move on.”
Then came the colorful
descriptions of how people fantasized about getting even. From severing body
parts to dumping disgusting items where the ex would find them, the creativity
was astounding.
What is it about sexual
fidelity that strikes our most central nerve? And (no matter how much we try to
evolve as a civilized, polite society), what is it about revenge that satisfies
us in a way no civilized, polite response can match?
While the trappings of Seoul Spankings may seem exotic—faraway
country, unfamiliar food, new language, and intercultural experience—at heart
it tells the story of a girl who triumphs when she least expects it. Stabbed in
the back by a friend-slash-enemy who sleeps with her boyfriend, Indigo Adams is
doubly betrayed when her boyfriend kicks her out in favor of the new
girlfriend. To add insult to injury, Indi paid the bills.
Instead of licking her wounds,
Indi receives a gift of a one-night stand and one-way plane ticket to Seoul,
South Korea. She meets Hyunkyung Han, a drop-dead gorgeous CEO who whisks Indi
into a glamorous new world.
It sounds too good to be true,
but it doesn’t solve Indi’s problem. How does she deal with her cheating
boyfriend?
If you’ve ever fantasized about
getting even, Seoul Spankings will
satisfy your craving for love, loyalty, and happily ever after.
Broken-hearted when her live-in boyfriend
impregnates her best frenemy, Indigo Adams accepts a one-way ticket to Seoul,
South Korea, and a challenge from her Great-Aunt Matilda: Forget that boy. Go
and make something of yourself.
Bruised from an international public relations
nightmare as the new heir to the multi-billion-dollar Han Incorporated,
Hyunkyung Han seeks positive publicity in the form of a wedding. She consults
with Madame Eve to find a nice, well-behaved Korean American with bilingual and
bicultural skills.
Instead, Madame Eve sends Indi, a naïve philosophy
major graduate working for minimum wage at the local pub. Enraged to find Indi
can’t speak one word of Korean, Hyunkyung orders her sent home on the next
plane to Spillville, Iowa.
Then Hyunkyung shakes Indi’s hand, and the sparks
fly. With all of her professional responsibilities, how can Hyunkyung allow
herself to fall for the wrong woman? How can Indi feel attraction for a woman
who despises her?
Seoul
Spankings offers a light-hearted romp through the perils and joys of navigating
an intercultural romance. Certain to delight all fans of a happily ever after
with a kinky twist
Excerpt
“Say
my name,” she demanded, startling me with her fierceness. Korean For
Foreigners had told me saying someone’s
name was rude.
“Hee-yon,”
I stammered, unable to form the alien syllables. “Huh—huh-yawn.”
She
pursed her lips, circling my chair.
“Indi Go,” she enunciated, in the odd, separated manner seeming to order
me from her presence. “Here I am not Ee
Sajahng. I am Hyunkyung Han, and you will call me by name.”
“Ee,”
I faltered. Some of her employees had said something familiar. “Ee?” I grasped onto the only sound I could
replicate.
“Ee
Sajahng,” she repeated. “Founder. Investor. A title, not a name. Call me
Hyunkyung.” This time as she walked around me, her knee brushed against
mine. A tiny gymnast vaulted somewhere
underneath my ribs, and I spoke without thinking.
“Can’t
I say HK?” After all, her staff called me Miss Go. Why insult her by butchering
the sounds I couldn’t form?
She
paused behind me, delaying long enough to highlight the ludicrous nature of my
request. Yo, Barack ol’ buddy. I can call you BO, right?
“Sorry,”
I mumbled.
“Americans
are so familiar,” she said, in an undertone.
“Koreans
are so formal!” I protested.
“Yes,”
she answered, tapping one manicured finger against another. “Let’s show you how formal.”
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Cookie queen, wooden spoon lady, and
champion of carbs, Anastasia Vitsky specializes in F/F fiction. She hates shoes
and is allergic to leather. When not writing about women who live spankily ever
after, she coordinates reader and author events such as Spank or Treat, Love
Spanks, and Sci Spanks. Her favorite event is Ana’s Advent Calendar, a
month-long celebration of books, community, and making a difference.
She is too afraid to watch Doctor Who,
but she adores The Good Wife and anything with Audrey
Hepburn. In her next life, she will learn how to make the perfect pie crust. She
can be found at governingana.wordpress.com and on twitter @anastasiavitsky.
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I would say it is true for not
only for warriors but all of us to have a “time out” in the outdoors. In the
bustle of everyday life – job, kids, school, sports, housework, etc we often
for get to touch base with our roots. What better way to reconnect with your
honey than to take a stroll in a park or sit on a blanket to gaze at the stars!
Seth said that he and Lucy will climb out of a window onto the roof of his
cabin with a bottle of wine to watch meteorite showers.
