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My Erotic Childhood

I was thinking about when I first started wanting to write romance and erotica, and it occurred to me that I was, probably, about 9 or 10 years old. What I remember is drawing very, uh, lurid cartoon people having sex in a variety of positions. At the time I was...

Art is an Attitude

My brother and I have been having a lot of talks lately about life. Maybe we’re both at the mid-life crisis stage (we’re in the right age zone, anyway!) but it’s more like were at the “figure out your life” crisis stage. So we’ve...

‘The Protector’ has been submitted!

I’m almost in a state of shock that I just hit the “send” button on the email submission of my (finally finished!) book, The Protector. I’ve talked about it before, and it’s a story that has literally taken nearly two calendar years to...

Look Back Without Regret

I’m an archivist, at least that’s the day!job description. I work for a congressional library, which is a fancy way of saying I work for the archives of a particular (now dead) congressman. As a sideline, because our archives are not exactly very busy (we...

My Mother Died Fat

I’m going a little OT with that headline, I know. Bear with me. Recently my friend Sarah Madison wrote a very powerful essay about the power of self-acceptance and self-love, which focused heavily on her body image issues. To say I related to that whole...