Where Fiction and Reality Meet
Christianity has done a great deal for love by making it a sin. – Anatole France When it comes to religion, Seth Wheeler can only be described as a devout Atheist, though that wasn’t always the case. Seth was a believer until the day he came out of the closet to his fundamentalist Christian parents... Continue Reading →
One must do violence to the object of one's desire; when it surrenders, the pleasure is greater. – Marquis de Sade Nick is perhaps the baddest of the bad boys at Market Garden, the man who doesn’t mind at all doing a little violence—for the right price, that is. He’s introduced briefly in the first... Continue Reading →
One must do violence to the object of one's desire; when it surrenders, the pleasure is greater. – Marquis de Sade Nick is perhaps the baddest of the bad boys at Market Garden, the man who doesn’t mind at all doing a little violence—for the right price, that is. He’s introduced briefly in the first... Continue Reading →
Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire. – George Bernard Shaw Oooh. My. Bwaaah… Yes, that’s me being rather speechless in a very complimentary way, because there’s just not much room for words in my head at the moment. Why? Because I can’t seem to erase the mental picture that L.A. Witt and... Continue Reading →
Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire. – George Bernard Shaw Oooh. My. Bwaaah… Yes, that’s me being rather speechless in a very complimentary way, because there’s just not much room for words in my head at the moment. Why? Because I can’t seem to erase the mental picture that L.A. Witt and... Continue Reading →
To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. – Leo Buscaglia Captain Harry Thompson of His Majesty’s Royal Navy is a man of honor and commitment... Continue Reading →
Please, God, don’t let me be reading too much into this. – L.A. Witt and Aleksandr Voinov I probably am. Reading too much into this, that is. How can I not, though, when there’s so very much there to want? Sometimes I wish there was a magicky button I could push to bend authors to... Continue Reading →
Let’s be naughty and save Santa a trip. – Gary Allan Well, happy hot, hot holidays, everyone. Seems ‘tis the season to be bound and gagged and spanked and sexed up to the nines, when gifts aren't tied up in ribbons and bows as much as folks are tied up in leather and ropes and... Continue Reading →
Let’s be naughty and save Santa a trip. – Gary Allan Well, happy hot, hot holidays, everyone. Seems ‘tis the season to be bound and gagged and spanked and sexed up to the nines, when gifts aren't tied up in ribbons and bows as much as folks are tied up in leather and ropes and... Continue Reading →
“No battle plan survives contact with the enemy.” – Helmuth von Moltke I must be bi-text-ual. How else can I explain why one half of me loves the sort of fairy tale romances that are written with the express purpose of making my wee little heart go pitter-patter, while the other half of me loves... Continue Reading →
“No battle plan survives contact with the enemy.” – Helmuth von Moltke I must be bi-text-ual. How else can I explain why one half of me loves the sort of fairy tale romances that are written with the express purpose of making my wee little heart go pitter-patter, while the other half of me loves... Continue Reading →
“The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.” – Italo Calvino Gravedigger’s Tavern wasn’t always a tavern. At one time it was simply a Victorian home that has, since its origin, become a house of horrors, a place enlightened by a darkness so evil that the spirits of the long-suffering dead... Continue Reading →
“The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.” – Italo Calvino Gravedigger’s Tavern wasn’t always a tavern. At one time it was simply a Victorian home that has, since its origin, become a house of horrors, a place enlightened by a darkness so evil that the spirits of the long-suffering dead... Continue Reading →
“Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.” – Paul Boese Ooooh, back in high school, star baseball play Trevor Gardiner did the unforgiveable: He outed his boyfriend. We’re talking a forced out here. We’re talking, threw him under the team bus, backed it up and then ran over him again,... Continue Reading →
“Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.” – Paul Boese Ooooh, back in high school, star baseball play Trevor Gardiner did the unforgiveable: He outed his boyfriend. We’re talking a forced out here. We’re talking, threw him under the team bus, backed it up and then ran over him again,... Continue Reading →
“You’re alive. If you want I can fly.” – William Goldman In the midst of conflict and the horrors of war, there is quiet. There is a certain hush, a sense of peace and silence that can be found not in the arms of battle but in the arms of someone who holds the answers... Continue Reading →
“You’re alive. If you want I can fly.” – William Goldman In the midst of conflict and the horrors of war, there is quiet. There is a certain hush, a sense of peace and silence that can be found not in the arms of battle but in the arms of someone who holds the answers... Continue Reading →
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.” – Dr. Seuss Well, Ty and Zane did an awful lot of saying what they felt in this installment of the Cut & Run series. I just did an awful lot of feeling what... Continue Reading →
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.” – Dr. Seuss Well, Ty and Zane did an awful lot of saying what they felt in this installment of the Cut & Run series. I just did an awful lot of feeling what... Continue Reading →
“Hope is a waking dream.” – Aristotle I knew as soon as I read Elyan Smith’s short story Zones in the UK MAT anthology Lashings of Sauce that he was an author whose work I wanted to know much better. Zones is the touching story of a transgender woman who is trying desperately to find... Continue Reading →
“Hope is a waking dream.” – Aristotle I knew as soon as I read Elyan Smith’s short story Zones in the UK MAT anthology Lashings of Sauce that he was an author whose work I wanted to know much better. Zones is the touching story of a transgender woman who is trying desperately to find... Continue Reading →
It seems the more I read, the harder it gets to find unique, so I feel really lucky that I’ve discovered more than a few books lately that have set themselves just that little bit apart from the standard in their originality; Circuit Theory is definitely one of those books. Roleplaying games aren’t a new... Continue Reading →
It seems the more I read, the harder it gets to find unique, so I feel really lucky that I’ve discovered more than a few books lately that have set themselves just that little bit apart from the standard in their originality; Circuit Theory is definitely one of those books. Roleplaying games aren’t a new... Continue Reading →
Some of the most painful scars, the ones that hurt the most, are the scars that can’t be seen, whether it's the end of a relationship or the end of a chapter in life that seemed like nothing but promise until, in the space of a moment, it shifted drastically and left behind the visible... Continue Reading →
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