Where Fiction and Reality Meet
Hi All! I just ran across an announcement on Twitter from author Ava March and thought I'd share it with anyone who might've missed it, or for those of you who don't Tweet. Ms. March has six (::pfft:: I just accidentally typed "sex" and had to correct myself. OY!)... Yes, that's six titles on sale... Continue Reading →
“Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes.” – Voltaire Brooklyn, New York, 1878—it was an exceedingly dangerous time to be a gay man. In fact, for Theodore Cummings Brill and George Washington Cutler it was downright deadly. A crime that held all the earmarks of a double homicide was dismissed... Continue Reading →
“Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes.” – Voltaire Brooklyn, New York, 1878—it was an exceedingly dangerous time to be a gay man. In fact, for Theodore Cummings Brill and George Washington Cutler it was downright deadly. A crime that held all the earmarks of a double homicide was dismissed... Continue Reading →
“Those things which are precious are saved only by sacrifice.” – David Kenyon Webster Daniel Livingston has become comfortably numb. The remnants of childhood abuse, a lifetime of denial, a marriage that was more contract than communion, an accident that left his right arm mangled beyond use, and ultimately, a divorce that didn’t set him... Continue Reading →
“Those things which are precious are saved only by sacrifice.” – David Kenyon Webster Daniel Livingston has become comfortably numb. The remnants of childhood abuse, a lifetime of denial, a marriage that was more contract than communion, an accident that left his right arm mangled beyond use, and ultimately, a divorce that didn’t set him... Continue Reading →
“Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth, but it's usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.” – Jim Morrison Sometimes the most destructive lies are the lies we try to convince ourselves are true. It’s... Continue Reading →
“Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth, but it's usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.” – Jim Morrison Sometimes the most destructive lies are the lies we try to convince ourselves are true. It’s... Continue Reading →
“When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.” – Rabindranath Tagore Jordan Jensen is responsible for the death of a three-year-old child. It took some time to reconcile himself to the role he played in that tragic and... Continue Reading →
“When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.” – Rabindranath Tagore Jordan Jensen is responsible for the death of a three-year-old child. It took some time to reconcile himself to the role he played in that tragic and... Continue Reading →
“Guilt is the source of sorrow; 'tis the fiend, the avenging fiend, that follows us behind with whips and stings.” – Nicholas Rowe A guilty conscience provides the currency for emotional blackmail, a fair price to pay according to Cooper Wyatt, who, if guilt were gold, would be the wealthiest man on the planet. Cooper... Continue Reading →
“Guilt is the source of sorrow; 'tis the fiend, the avenging fiend, that follows us behind with whips and stings.” – Nicholas Rowe A guilty conscience provides the currency for emotional blackmail, a fair price to pay according to Cooper Wyatt, who, if guilt were gold, would be the wealthiest man on the planet. Cooper... Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to pretend you love someone when you don't, but it’s even harder to pretend you don't love someone when you do.” – Unknown Jasper Reed knows a little bit about what it feels like to be Nathaniel Travers. No, Jasper and Nate don’t travel in the same social and economic circles—Nate’s uncle is... Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to pretend you love someone when you don't, but it’s even harder to pretend you don't love someone when you do.” – Unknown Jasper Reed knows a little bit about what it feels like to be Nathaniel Travers. No, Jasper and Nate don’t travel in the same social and economic circles—Nate’s uncle is... Continue Reading →
After reading Joshua Martino’s Fontana, the outstanding fictional tale of a professional baseball player who is outed by a journalist and then falls victim to the aftermath of that invasion of his privacy, I was both hesitant and tempted to read Kate McMurray’s Out in the Field. Where Fontana does absolutely nothing to romanticize the... Continue Reading →
After reading Joshua Martino’s Fontana, the outstanding fictional tale of a professional baseball player who is outed by a journalist and then falls victim to the aftermath of that invasion of his privacy, I was both hesitant and tempted to read Kate McMurray’s Out in the Field. Where Fontana does absolutely nothing to romanticize the... Continue Reading →
There’s nothing I love more, in terms of fiction, than the surprise of a book turning out to be something so much more than I’d expected it would be when I started reading it. Sometimes it’s the characters who are a revelation. Sometimes it’s the story itself. With Hawaiian Gothic it was both, and it... Continue Reading →
There’s nothing I love more, in terms of fiction, than the surprise of a book turning out to be something so much more than I’d expected it would be when I started reading it. Sometimes it’s the characters who are a revelation. Sometimes it’s the story itself. With Hawaiian Gothic it was both, and it... Continue Reading →
Nathaniel Bradley is an agent for the Serious Organised Crime Agency, SOCA for short, a British agency that focuses upon the theft of valuable art work across Great Britain and Europe. When a priceless heirloom disappears from his grandfather Lord Bradley’s home, Nathaniel makes it his personal mission to hunt it down and retrieve it... Continue Reading →
Nathaniel Bradley is an agent for the Serious Organised Crime Agency, SOCA for short, a British agency that focuses upon the theft of valuable art work across Great Britain and Europe. When a priceless heirloom disappears from his grandfather Lord Bradley’s home, Nathaniel makes it his personal mission to hunt it down and retrieve it... Continue Reading →
Funny how life can be so full yet so empty, how a life can be crowded with sycophants and drugs and parties and random one-offs but can be entirely devoid of anything that might make you feel like you’ve experienced anything close to a human connection. Nick Ventura has it all—fame, fortune, fast cars and... Continue Reading →
Funny how life can be so full yet so empty, how a life can be crowded with sycophants and drugs and parties and random one-offs but can be entirely devoid of anything that might make you feel like you’ve experienced anything close to a human connection. Nick Ventura has it all—fame, fortune, fast cars and... Continue Reading →
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