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Jouissance, Hard Limits & an Ass-covering culture.

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My story of yesterday generated a strange clutch of emails. I’ve written before about my ambivalent feelings on the subject of ‘safe’ BDSM, not simply because, on a very personal basis, desire and safety are almost mutually exclusive for me, but because I worry we live in a culture that constantly demands absolutes, assures us…

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Vampires feed on blood. I feed on disquiet and decision, on rage and regret. On the decisive moment and the slow flowing syrup of bitter aftermath.  These days, I maintain a strict rule not to trigger it, but if it falls in my lap, lover, you cannot blame me for the pleasure I take in…

Because sometimes I bake

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This is a recipe for Dark Chocolate Chocolate Walnut & Orange muffins. I promised it to a few people so it’s here for easy download. Dark Chocolate Chocolate Walnut & Orange Muffins (right click and save to download) I also made a recipe for a dark and spicy Banana Bread. Again, not really for children.…

Trailing Wisps of Glory: Goodbye Ms. Angelou

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“I believe each of us comes from the Creator trailing wisps of glory.” I was very sad to read of Maya Angelou’s passing. I’m not a poet or African American or any kind of woman in the way I think she was, and yet she spoke to me. There are so few people in the…

On Writing, Authorship and Sacred Words

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Lisabet Sarai, a writer for whom I have deep admiration, just finished blogging at the ERWA Blog on her experience of revising her novel to suit a publisher’s imprint. ‘Negotiation‘ is a great post worth reading. Most especially if you want to see the process of writing oneself an absolution. I don’t say that cattily…

On Love

There is a kind of love that drags itself, gut-shot and with two broken legs towards death.  It has no pride, or shame, or sense of self. It refuses all other loyalties, all other promises and obligations. There is nothing pretty about this kind of love. It turns those of us who have felt it…

Ceci n’est pas un Homme

I have long admired D’s writing over at “Written In Pencil,” and most especially his written portraits of people he has known. Usually, I try to incorporate the people I get to know into my fiction somehow, but I don’t know the man in the portrait I want to offer you. I’ve only ‘read’ him…

Fuck Decaf, or The Two Tribes of Perversion

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There are two tribes of perverts. Those who believe and those who don’t; real perverts and fake perverts. I contend today that the world is dominated by the fake ones. I’m not a wholehearted fan of the Yugoslavian philosopher, Slavoj Zizek, but he has proposed an interesting theory I embrace. He says that the world…

When Men Write Erotic Fiction

When men write erotic fiction (as opposed to porn, where the piece is devoid of conflict and usually sequence of physical events interspersed with banal and cliché phrases that are the memes that stand-in, ineloquently. for someone getting pleasure) they often try to protect themselves. Even work by seasoned writers who should know better, I…