Spunky Publications is a New Breed of Smut.
Spawned in the fertile womb of the irreverent Goddess of Smut, overflowing with awesomesauce and dripping with moxie, Spunky Publications was birthed on the fifth of May, and celebrated around a raging bonfire by hoards of naked, tequila swilling smut punks.
What ensued was an orgiastic frenzy of unbridled creativity and unfettered smut. This smut was ejaculated by the horny acolytes, onto page after page of text. In this way, the Goddess’s spunky words were delivered, by way of smut punk spunk, to the increasingly eager masses who hungered for her lurid and ribald tales of sexual abandon.
The work that we publish refuses to bow to the formulaic demands of traditional publishers and industry cliches.
We refuse to yield to industry pressures that would happily see us forcing our authors to write about billionaires and vapid, shoe obsessed ditzes whose only goal in life is to get a ring on it. No. Here we publish works that are meant to be consumed by the naughty black sheep who have no desire to become a part of the zombie herd of brainwashed book readers.
Our works cannot be easily defined or neatly fit into narrow category selections, provided by big name stores whose only hope in providing said narrow categories is to control what you read. Our authors write what they want, from their hearts and their loins. They open themselves up to you and spill their spunky art onto pages for you to consume in frenzied abandon.
We hope you enjoy.
10 replies to "A New Breed of Smut"
Good luck on your publishing venture!
thanks RJ ;-*
How great that you write with your gut, digging down into your emotions to create a piece that is authentic, real, and unique. I love it.
Go for it and enjoy!
Best,
Naya
like music, some of the best writing that is created is gritty and raw and not over-poduced…
Bring it, Goddess, but no more bonfires, okay? I’m still hungover, my eyebrows haven’t grown back, and I want my Jimmy Choos returned, the ones you sacrificed on the Altar of Vapidity. Oh, and please don’t tell anyone I was there. I have a reputation to maintain.
With love, your humble handmaiden.
I can make no guarantees, except that there will always be a spot at the bonfire for you, should you decide to change your mind ;-D
Just reading THIS alone put me into a frenzy! Bring on your spunky art–I’m game. 🙂 I can’t decide if I’m excited for what is to come or if your writing of just this piece alone did it. Full of energy. And it’s contagious.
for this is my anthem… glad to ignite
Now this just sounds like pure fun!
join the chaos…