Sarah Barimen lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband of 20 years, their 4 homeschooled children, 3 urban chickens, and a dog. When she’s not writing spicy erotica, she’s working on her self-published YA Urban Fantasy series: ‘Werewolves of Washington,’ with 5 books available and more in the wings! http://angelabeegle.weebly.com
My writing genes first manifested at the age of 12, when, moonstruck by reruns of the original Star Trek series, I decided to write a book. I remember having the characters wander through a cavern with telepathy-inducing crystals all over the walls, but that's it. I think I got 10 pages in before I tried calling the studio in California were Gene Roddenberry - then still living - was working. The switchboard operator who turned me gently away by asking if I had an agent, probably laughed all day about the little kid calling to ask how to get published. Stymied, I don't remember writing much after that for years, except what was required for school. My mother has a collection of stories I sent her, however, so I must have been writing something! Honestly, I can't remember ever writing them!
After college, a friend introduced me to the world of MUSH (Multi-User Shared Hallucinations - basically text-only themed chat rooms - you can read how the author Jim Butcher got his start on the same one I did), and I wrote obsessively as part of a collaborative story running 24/7 for about 15 years. Then my computer got fried by a tiny static electric shock. Seriously. I went to plug in a thumb drive on a winter day. I didn't ground myself first. There was this tiny bzt! and when I went back to sit down, my screen was frozen. It never worked again. My husband, computer guy extraordinaire, had to replace the mother board and power supply (the thumb drive was also toast), and this process took about two weeks. My anxiety level was....high.
During those two weeks, my parents generously loaned me an ancient, internet-capable computer so I could keep up on my eBay sales. It also had Microsoft Word. What it didn't have was any way to access my MUSHes, and the compulsion to log in faded after about 3 days. So, I wrote to entertain myself. I started out with a story based on an incident in my teen years, and it grew and grew until it was a book! I've now written eight in the series (with the first 4 currently available - see 'other writing'.)
Writing erotica began later. My friend Jackie Barbosa, a very accomplished writer of erotic fiction, was telling me about her experience in writing that genre, so I wrote a short story as something of a joke and sent it to her. She encouraged me to send it to Cobblestone Press, where it was promptly offered a contract! And that, as they say, is the rest of the story.
I expect to continue writing until I die, and perhaps from beyond the grave if I can find a suitable Medium through whom to channel! (Kidding.) I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoy writing them!
My writing genes first manifested at the age of 12, when, moonstruck by reruns of the original Star Trek series, I decided to write a book. I remember having the characters wander through a cavern with telepathy-inducing crystals all over the walls, but that's it. I think I got 10 pages in before I tried calling the studio in California were Gene Roddenberry - then still living - was working. The switchboard operator who turned me gently away by asking if I had an agent, probably laughed all day about the little kid calling to ask how to get published. Stymied, I don't remember writing much after that for years, except what was required for school. My mother has a collection of stories I sent her, however, so I must have been writing something! Honestly, I can't remember ever writing them!
After college, a friend introduced me to the world of MUSH (Multi-User Shared Hallucinations - basically text-only themed chat rooms - you can read how the author Jim Butcher got his start on the same one I did), and I wrote obsessively as part of a collaborative story running 24/7 for about 15 years. Then my computer got fried by a tiny static electric shock. Seriously. I went to plug in a thumb drive on a winter day. I didn't ground myself first. There was this tiny bzt! and when I went back to sit down, my screen was frozen. It never worked again. My husband, computer guy extraordinaire, had to replace the mother board and power supply (the thumb drive was also toast), and this process took about two weeks. My anxiety level was....high.
During those two weeks, my parents generously loaned me an ancient, internet-capable computer so I could keep up on my eBay sales. It also had Microsoft Word. What it didn't have was any way to access my MUSHes, and the compulsion to log in faded after about 3 days. So, I wrote to entertain myself. I started out with a story based on an incident in my teen years, and it grew and grew until it was a book! I've now written eight in the series (with the first 4 currently available - see 'other writing'.)
Writing erotica began later. My friend Jackie Barbosa, a very accomplished writer of erotic fiction, was telling me about her experience in writing that genre, so I wrote a short story as something of a joke and sent it to her. She encouraged me to send it to Cobblestone Press, where it was promptly offered a contract! And that, as they say, is the rest of the story.
I expect to continue writing until I die, and perhaps from beyond the grave if I can find a suitable Medium through whom to channel! (Kidding.) I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoy writing them!