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You could call this my "professional" blog - where I write about being a journalist, struggling to become a novelist, and at times the issues of being a gay author writing (sometimes) gay-themed fiction. I can't promise I'll always sta
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0070. Cinders.
We tried to save the world for humankind. We failed. “Light me.” Cin leaned closer to Gene and held the tip of her cigarette in the flame of his lighter, breathing in. Smoke poured into her lungs, thick and vaguely aromatic but not nea...
0069. Burst.
“Don’t.” He stepped back sharply, jerking away from her touch; a hint of flame flickered in the black expanses of alien eyes. For the brief, aching moment when she’d felt his hand, it had burned as if lava roiled beneath the...
0065. Dreaming.
So I wasn’t going to post this as it’s a little spoilery and I’m still uncertain of it, but…I need a snippet for today, and this is what’s on my mind. So…here you go. The rough draft of the brief introduction to ...
0061. Drive.
What is it? It’s a man. Alive? Impossible. He’s breathing… Who is he? It only says “seven”. “Seven”? “Seven”… It’s time to wake up, Number Seven. It’s said that the four stages of dealing with death are shock, denial, ange...
HALP.
Today’s borderline-porn snippet and a bunch of pointless rambling are in the post below. Forget ‘em. Not important. Cheesybad. HALP. I think I just finished my pitch for ABNA, but I’m not sure. I’ve never written a pitch...
0049. Raw.
“Get off me!” Matthew snarled, golden eyes flashing, liquid with fear and a deep, aching need; Vin saw his own reflection in them, saw his own slow, lazy smile. Matthew trembled, pinned between Vin’s body and the wall, luring Vin t...
0048. Unknown.
Vin trudged up the rocky slope to join Mendoza. Together they looked out over the ruins of Greenwich. The air boiled with grey smoke; char and ash washed the world in the monotone shades of a silent film. This far away the explosions were little m...
0047. Doll.
“Dad wanted me to be a teen model, but…I don’t know.” “Why not? You’re pretty enough for it.” “I don’t have the right look. You know…” Maddy stuck her nose in the air and pulled a b...
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I’m pulling a no-sleep all-nighter to get caught up, as I’m so far behind on final revisions prior to ABNA. But apparently sleep-deprived dementia is good for something, as I finally found a nice, simple, yet evocative title for Ken’...
Aside.
Today, someone asked me what prompted me to write Ken’s story when I already had so many stories on my plate, many unfinished, all unsold, most I hadn’t even made an effort to sell. Was I looking to capitalize on the post-Harry Potter ch...
