Earlier in the year I wrote a free short story as part of the Goodreads BDSM Group's "Bound by Ink" event. The prompt asked for something dark, violent and bloodthirsty. There's nothing safe, sane or consensual about this one. On the other hand... murder husbands!
In a post-apocalyptic world, Dante is a star. He kills for the entertainment of an audience of millions. When his path crosses that of Seto, another hunter, their encounter is violent and blood-soaked. Seto is something new, something unexpected, and for the first time in as long as he can remember, Dante doesn’t know how the game will end.
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Monday, December 19, 2016
Monday, November 14, 2016
Turn that frown upside-down!
Turn that frown upside down!
Don’t worry, this isn’t an exhortation
to cheer up. I hate those. When people tell me to cheer up, it just makes me
want to stab them harder. But
I learned something really interesting at GRL, and since then I’ve been sharing
with everyone. Ask J.A. Rock. I shared it with everyone she introduced me to on
our recent road trip.
First of all, my apologies to whoever
brought this up at the panel at GRL. I missed your name, but I’ll take your
wisdom to my grave!
So here it is: did you know that
“frown” means two very different things, depending on whether or not you use UK
English, or American English? Really.
Ask an American what part of the body
you frown with, and they’ll tell you it’s the mouth.
The mouth! How crazy is that? (Clearly
I am on the UK English side of the argument.) In the UK—and the rest of the
commonwealth, I guess—we frown with our foreheads. What we call a frown is
probably what Americans would think of as a scowl. And what they call a frown,
we would think of as a downturned or grimacing mouth.
On our road trip, J.A. and I listened
to the audio books of our Playing the Fool series, narrated by the awesome Nick J Russo. And every time Mac
frowned—and Henry is as annoying as fuck, so this happened a lot times—we had
to try and remember who wrote that section, and what Mac was actually doing
with his face. It’s weird to think we’ve been writing together for so long, and
never suspected we were envisaging two entirely different things.
“He’s scowling!” I insisted when we got
to one line with a cranky Mac. “Why would he be doing that weird thing with his
mouth?”
“What? Frowning?” J.A. asked me.
I hate her sometimes.
She has a point when it comes to the
emoji. It’s called a frowny face, and it’s clearly all to do with the mouth.
Otherwise instead of :( it would be ):( Which actually
looks like an emoji for a corset. But, like the rest of the UK-English speaking
world, I guess I thought the forehead scowl was implied. Or that instead of
seeing that as the eyes and the mouth, why not tilt your head and see it as the
eyes and the forehead. With no mouth at
all.
The point is, emojis aside,
I’m going with dictionary.com which defines a frown as “to contract the brow, as in displeasure
or deep thought; scowl.”
This woman here, who I found on an ad for wrinkle treatment, is frowning. She's probably annoyed because she's only in her twenties and some asshole thinks she needs botox already.
This guy here though? I don't know what's going on with his face, but that's not a frown.
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Reasons to Watch the Olympics: A Pictorial Guide
Thursday, July 14, 2016
Over The Rainbow
Please consider buying this book. All proceeds go to the Pulse Victims Fund. Also, if you could buy directly from the publisher Extasy that means third party sellers like Amazon don't get a cut first.
From the publisher:
Until we meet again on the other side of
the rainbow.
We all woke up to the terrible news on
Sunday 12th June, 2016, of the horrific attack in Orlando, and not only did it
affect the LGBT community, it also outraged the world.
So many of us felt powerless as we watched
the horror unfold upon our screens, but Patricia Strehle had a remarkable idea,
one that would galvanize an entire community into action. Patricia brought a
group of people together with the idea of creating a book, an anthology, and
donating all the proceeds from its sale to the families affected by this
terrible tragedy.
Over The Rainbow is the result—stories
contributed by so many wonderful authors from all over the world. These stories
are meant to inspire, to warm the heart, to bring a smile or a gentle laugh to
help guide us all through the darkness, and to remind us that we all inhabit
this world together, that we need to be kind, and that sometimes, we just need
to follow that yellow brick road hand in hand.
All sales proceeds from this Anthology will
go to the following Charity:
Thursday, June 16, 2016
Coming Soon - Adulting 101
Here it is, at last! The proof that I can write something fluffy! You all thought I was lying, didn't you? But no! Adulting 101 is now available for preorder from Riptide, and comes out on August 15.
Look, I had a ridiculous amount of fun writing this, and I hope you have fun reading it. And if you check out that link to Riptide, you'll be able to read an excerpt! And who doesn't want to start their day with a blowjob scene in a porta-potty?
Here's the blurb:
The struggle is real.
Nick Stahlnecker is eighteen and not ready to grow up yet. He has a summer job, a case of existential panic, and a hopeless crush on the unattainable Jai Hazenbrook. Except how do you know that your coworker’s unattainable unless you ask to blow him in the porta-potty?
That’s probably not what Dad meant when he said Nick should act more like an adult.
Twenty-five-year-old Jai is back in his hometown of Franklin, Ohio, just long enough to earn the money to get the hell out again. His long-term goal of seeing more of the world is worth the short-term pain of living in his mother’s basement, but only barely.
Meeting Nick doesn’t fit in with Jai’s plans at all, but, as Jai soon learns, you don’t have to travel halfway around the world to have the adventure of a lifetime.
This is not a summer romance. This is a summer friendship-with-benefits. It’s got pizza with disgusting toppings, Netflix and chill, and accidental exhibitionism. That’s all. There are no feelings here. None. Shut up.
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