Saturday, January 02, 2016

Interview with Lilith K. Duat Author of Ecstasy in Chaos

Do you have a specific writing style?

I like to think of my style as detailed, but not too detailed. I try to evoke most of the senses when I write, to immerse the reader. The prose is also punchy or blunt where it needs to be in order to get a point or an emotion or moment across. I might use a few too many five dollar words but I can't help it. Also I have a problem with commas.

Do you write in different genres?

I do.

They're all erotica in one form or another, but I also write horror and contemporary and I want to pursue psychological horror sometime in the near future.

If yes which is your favorite genre to write?

I actually really like horror. I like making people feel uncomfortable, and mixing macabre things with sexy things and just generally making the reader feel confusion.

How did you come up with the title for your latest book?

Well, Ecstasy in Chaos wasn't going to be connected to my first book, Balance in Chaos at first, but I was convinced to make a whole series on the premise. When I was writing it, I was calling it The Aphrodite Scrolls. I decided that if it was going to be a series, then the whole series needed to be more in line and compatible with the first book.

I decided to keep the ... In Chaos through the entire series, and decided on Ecstasy in Chaos, because that's what she is; Aphrodite is in chaos.

Do you title the book first or wait until after it’s complete?

I have working titles. The working title for Ecstasy in Chaos was The Aphrodite Scrolls, which became the title of the first chapter.
My other books have working titles too, because titles can and do change as the story progresses.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Nah, not really. I just write smut to entertain people for a small moment of time. But, if the work speaks to you, great! I'm happy I got to someone on a deeper level. Thank you for enjoying my work so much.

What book are you reading now?

Right now I'm very slowly reading Willing Victim by Cara McKenna.
I was interested how she approaches consensual non-consent.

What is your current “work in progress” or upcoming projects?

I'm going to release a contemporary F/F short story in March or April, and then I'll be working on the follow up to this book which focuses on the aftermath of all the trouble Aphrodite's game caused.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

Hera raised her goblet to the handmaiden so that it may be filled. “The finest wine in all of Olympus.” Hera presented an air of regal, calm and flawless poise, yet each muscle was taut. She stared at Zeus who sat opposite from her, cups and plates between them. They were seated at a table designed for thirty-eight more, but faced each other across the table next to the seat at the head of the table which Zeus would normally occupy. This felt more intimate, less official and more suited for this evenings events . Hera’s goblet trembled in her shaking hand. She took a drink to calm herself and watched the handmaiden fill Zeus’ cup.

               “You may leave us,” Hera told the handmaiden.
               “Leave the wine,” Zeus said. The handmaiden placed the clay jug on the long banquet table then left as she was told. Once they were alone Zeus took another drink while Hera broke the silence.
               “You take love and loyalty for granted, husband. You cannot possibly imagine how it feels to be cast aside while the person you love storms about taking any maiden he wants.”
               “Is this what you’ve set up this little luncheon for? To berate me?”
               “I am reaching out to you. I am trying to help you understand what it is like to feel so...discarded.”
            Zeus took a long drink while he crafted his reply. “You know my love for you is endless, Hera.”
               “So endless that your eye and body continuously wander from my bed. What am I to think? How am I to feel my own worth? I am worth nothing to you. I am...invisible.”
            Her hard gaze sent a noticeable shiver up Zeus' spine. That was the last movement his body made. With a clumsy clang his arm lowered through no will of his own. He gasped, wheezed, but could make no sound, nor could he move a muscle.
You too will know what it is to be invisible.” Hera said while Zeus watched his reflection in his wine quickly begin to fade.
            Ever the doting wife, she proceeded to clear his plate and goblet from the table. He tried to speak but like his limbs, his voice was lost in a deep slumber. All Zeus could do was follow Hera with his eyes, and though she could see only a faint glimmer of his image, she knew he was watching.
We have a guest coming. I want this table free of clutter. But, as always, if you want something done correctly…” She busied herself with clearing the spread off the table, and passing it off to servants who came in and out like the tide. She replaced the table cloth with a clean one, laid out polished goblets as well as sweet, fragrant ambrosia, small hors d'oeuvres and fresh nectar and wine.
Soon, the doors to Olympus’ dining hall swung open and the handmaidens announced Hera’s guest.
Odin of the Norse, Queen Hera.” The servant bowed and shut the doors after Odin.
Odin, so glad you could join me.” Hera gestured to the chair at the head of the table. “Come, sit. Make yourself comfortable. Eat. Drink.”
Perched on one shoulder was a massive wooden cask. He placed it on the ground, upright, and gave it a hearty slap.
Thank you for having me. I bring, for my hosts, a barrel of our finest ale. I hope you and your king drink happily from it and tell many tales over its amber.”
Odin crossed the dining hall with an even stride. Every other step, his walking staff tapped strong on the floor, rolling thunder. His helmet, with metal wings and ivory horns, gleamed in the light streaming through the windows. His patched-over eye-socket was dark, but his good eye was blue as the sky and sea. His majestic white beard lightly fluffed each time his foot touched the marble ground. He pulled out the chair with one strong, quick motion causing it to screech along the marble before he stopped and sat, never the wiser that Zeus was just off to his right.
Hera walked forward and filled his cup with nectar. As Odin drank, she slid between the edge of the table and his knees. Bold, she sat upon the table, placed a foot on his armrest, and her skirts fell away from her leg to expose her shapely thigh.
Your supper, King Odin.”

Do you have to travel much to do research for your books?

No travel, thanks to Google Earth. But I spent about an hour researching a nautical question about Ancient Greece that I ended up not even using.

Do you have a song or playlist (book soundtrack) that you think represents this book?

I usually do, but not so much for this one.

Except the chapter called Centre of the Sun. Which consisted of a few songs on loop
Conjour one – Centre of the Sun
Iron Maiden – Flight of Icarus
Awolnation – Sail
Covenant – Lightbringer
Primus - Eclectic Electric
From that list you can probably figure out the main idea behind that chapter.

Ecstasy in Chaos

Ourania and Pandemos, two aspects of the same goddess, dual aspects of all love. Together, they are Aphrodite. Apart, they oversee separate parts of love - of man and of woman. Yet the love they both seek for themselves is that of the war god Ares. 

Finally, the time has come to decide which of them may claim Ares and become the true goddess of all love. In a contest of lust they must one by one select scrolls with the names of gods, monsters and man to prove their power over love. The rules are in place, challenge is accepted and may the best goddess rule. 

Ecstasy in Chaos is a followup to Balance in Chaos and book #2 of The Mythophilia Series. It features explicit scenes of erotica and is for mature readers only. Reader discretion advised.

Preorder links:    Website    Amazon     Smashwords 

About the Author

Lilith K. Duat is a female in possession of the male gaze and a filthy mind. 

She has recently found her love for erotica and relishes in reading the hottest she can find and writing out her fantasies. 

She has a tendency to drag others along for the ride. She prefers her fantasies over her realities. 

She can be found at