Tag Archives: erotica

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Blasphemy Call for Submissions

I am happy to announce that I have been asked by Burning Book Press to edit an anthology of erotic fiction. The topic, ‘blasphemy’, came about through a long conversation, with several authors about eighteen months ago. Since that time I have been considering and

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e[lust] #48

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Feral

Taken at the same time as Sprawl. Since I took them I’ve grown increasingly fond of the coiled tension in this photograph.

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Why What I Write is Not Erotica

A few weeks ago I submitted my story ‘For a Few Dollars More’ to Ether Books. The story tells of a young prostitute’s interactions with two very different customers, and deals with a very intense non-consensual scenario. Filling out my submissions form I automatically ticked

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e[lust] #44

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Aural Sex, in review

A few months ago Ruby asked me to organise a reading event for Eroticon 2013. It was something a few of us sorely missed at Eroticon 2012 – since it seemed appropriate that a writers’ conference should showcase the writing of some delegates! – and

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e[lust] #43

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Sprawl

After a year of publicly yearning for my tail, it would be remiss of me not to show you what all the fuss was about.