Kinksters at Play - Kink Connection

My book "Kinksters at Play" from Deep Desires Press is out now. Hear me talk about how kink cannot be contained to single spaces. It’s part of who we are and how we see the world. And, of course, for better or worse, how the world sees us.

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Kinksters call it play for a reason. Come have some fun!

Life can make love hard, especially in the kink community. Follow an eclectic, kinky ensemble, through a series of interwoven stories, as they struggle to put a little more play into their lives.

Especially when the marriage between Kat and Peter Richards starts to fall apart. It’ll take this community of kinksters to bring them back together again. After four years of marriage, Kat and her husband’s relationship seems so…nice. Not bad. Just average, ordinary. Nice. They haven’t played in forever and she desperately misses it. She wonders if they’ve lost their spark and worries her happily ever after came at the cost of her sex life.

Peter will need the help of their friends—from an exhibitionist learning to reconnect with her body and appreciate being looked at again, to an exhausted, off-duty cop having a rough night with an unexpected partner, to a Little struggling to keep her roleplay fantasy fresh against the toll of reality’s ticking clock—to remember that, with trust, communication, and the right partners, play can make life and love so much better.

For God's Sake, Control Yourself! - Fuck "Boys Will Be Boys"

“He could be any man. And here is the deeper venality of the boys-being-boys defense: It normalizes. It erases the specific details of Christine Blasey Ford’s stated recollections with the soggy mop of generalized male entitlement. What red-blooded guy, after all, its logic assumes, hasn’t done, in some way, the kinds of things Ford has described? Who, as a younger version of himself, hasn’t gotten stumble-drunk, pinned down a woman, groped her, tried to undress her, and then, when she resisted, held his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams? (‘It was drunk teenagers playing seven minutes of heaven,’ the Fox News columnist Stephen Miller tweeted, derisively.)”
- Megan Garber – The Atlantic “Brett Kavanaugh and the Revealing Logic of ‘Boys Will Be Boys’”

As an author, your work should tap into the current zeitgeist. It should resonate with what people are feeling and thinking in the moment. That’s always the goal. 

But I hate how relevant my book Open Season feels right now.

I hate that we are talking about the victimization of people like it’s a byproduct of someone else’s growth process. 

“We can’t hold [insert far too many powerful men’s names here] accountable for what they did then. That’s just how men are. They can’t control themselves in the face of the object of their desire. Boys will be boys. Do we really want to destroy a man’s life for one mistake made oh-so-long ago? If we hold these men accountable for the harm they committed, who among us will be safe?” We romanticize and glorify the idea of the persistent man, who goes after what he wants and damn the consequences, even and especially when it comes to sex and romance. As alleged witness to Ford's assault Mark Judge waxes on, saying, “There’s also that ambiguous middle ground, where the woman seems interested and indicates, whether verbally or not, that the man needs to prove himself to her [...] And if that man is any kind of man, he’ll allow himself the awesome power, the wonderful beauty, of uncontrollable male passion.”

Never mind the people who were harmed by that man's uncontrollable passion. Don’t look at how their lives were damaged because that man decided he wanted something and damn the consequences. Please, whatever you do, don’t think about how we constantly hold women and people of color accountable for all sorts of things, regardless of age or actual culpability. “Pregnant at sixteen? Well, it’s your fault for being a slut. You were raped? Well, what were you wearing at the time and how many drinks did you have and exactly what were you doing at that party in the first place?”

And look at how they talk about it. Allegedly, Kavanagh cornered Ford, held her down, made sure no one could hear her scream, and assaulted her. But “It was drunk teenagers playing seven minutes of heaven.” Seven minutes of heaven. Some adolescent game that is supposed to be about exploring unspeakable pleasure. Heaven?! 

If Ford’s experience is your definition of heaven, I’m atheist and I think you’re going to hell.

We have to change the way we talk about sex in this country. We have to stop talking about it like it’s this force beyond our control. That just because we want it, that means we have to have it. However we have to get it. Even if it’s at the expense of the people we get it from.

In my book, Open Season, I create this world where aliens exude a pheromone that drives humans’ libidos wild, that makes their passions feel…well, uncontrollable. Just to mentally play out that theory. To see, if it really would—if it really should—justify bad behavior. 

And, at the end of it, I just couldn’t see how having a “boys will be boys” attitude, how leaving victims to shoulder the burden of men's bad behavior, didn’t leave you a worse man.

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Kinksters at Play - Leather-Wearing Alter Egos

My book Kinksters at Play from Deep Desires Press comes out September 18th. Too many BDSM stories focus so much on the kink that they forget that these relationships are...well, relationships. That, beneath the leather and latex, kinky people are people. 

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Kinksters call it play for a reason. Come have some fun!

Life can make love hard, especially in the kink community. Follow an eclectic, kinky ensemble, through a series of interwoven stories, as they struggle to put a little more play into their lives.

Especially when the marriage between Kat and Peter Richards starts to fall apart. It’ll take this community of kinksters to bring them back together again. After four years of marriage, Kat and her husband’s relationship seems so…nice. Not bad. Just average, ordinary. Nice. They haven’t played in forever and she desperately misses it. She wonders if they’ve lost their spark and worries her happily ever after came at the cost of her sex life.

Peter will need the help of their friends—from an exhibitionist learning to reconnect with her body and appreciate being looked at again, to an exhausted, off-duty cop having a rough night with an unexpected partner, to a Little struggling to keep her roleplay fantasy fresh against the toll of reality’s ticking clock—to remember that, with trust, communication, and the right partners, play can make life and love so much better.

Open Season – Romance in the Margins

My story Open Season from Less Than Three Press comes out September 12th. Hear me talk about how my characters' narrative journey isn't about solving the massively complex problem of marginalization, so much as it is about dealing with the reality of it. Of finding ways to build lives and find joy in spite of that. 

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Grab Open Season for 15% off while you can! This title will be the special preorder price of $2.54 until 7:00 p.m. Eastern Time on September 11, 2018.

Sometimes it really sucks being female. Especially for Juli, an alien woman going through a mating cycle that causes all genetically compatible persons to be irresistibly attracted to her—whether she or they want it. Even walking down the street is a hazard, never mind the challenges to her relationships and job.

It's not easy for her partners, Kyle and Dona, either, from how Juli's cycle affects the way they view their own desire, as well as hers, to how they all must adapt—because if there's anything worth fighting for, it's each other, and the comfort they find in being together.

Pairing: Sci-fi – Lesbian/Pansexual/Poly
Word Count: 21,000
Content: Open Season contains explicit content, depictions of non-consensual sexual behavior, and racial and sexual harassment. This story explores and highlights the differences between dubious consent and active, enthusiastic consent.

Open Season – Beautiful Inside & Out

My story Open Season from Less Than Three Press comes out September 12th. Please enjoy this excerpt and let me know what you think!

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Sometimes it really sucks being female. Especially for Juli, an alien woman going through a mating cycle that causes all genetically compatible persons to be irresistibly attracted to her—whether she or they want it. Even walking down the street is a hazard, never mind the challenges to her relationships and job.

It's not easy for her partners, Kyle and Dona, either, from how Juli's cycle affects the way they view their own desire, as well as hers, to how they all must adapt—because if there's anything worth fighting for, it's each other, and the comfort they find in being together.

Pairing: Sci-fi – Lesbian/Pansexual/Poly
Word Count: 21,000
Content: Open Season contains explicit content, depictions of non-consensual sexual behavior, and racial and sexual harassment. This story explores and highlights the differences between dubious consent and active, enthusiastic consent.

Open Season – So Why Sci-Fi?

My story Open Season from Less Than Three Press comes out September 12th. Sci-fi and fantasy genres may have unreal elements in there, but authors and creators often use that suspension of disbelief to make a statement on the state of the real world that their readers live in.

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Sometimes it really sucks being female. Especially for Juli, an alien woman going through a mating cycle that causes all genetically compatible persons to be irresistibly attracted to her—whether she or they want it. Even walking down the street is a hazard, never mind the challenges to her relationships and job.

It's not easy for her partners, Kyle and Dona, either, from how Juli's cycle affects the way they view their own desire, as well as hers, to how they all must adapt—because if there's anything worth fighting for, it's each other, and the comfort they find in being together.

Pairing: Sci-fi – Lesbian/Pansexual/Poly
Word Count: 21,000
Content: Open Season contains explicit content, depictions of non-consensual sexual behavior, and racial and sexual harassment. This story explores and highlights the differences between dubious consent and active, enthusiastic consent.

Open Season – Political Smut: Erotica With a Cause

My story Open Season from Less Than Three Press comes out September 12th. I’ve written quite a bit of political erotica and I’ve found that my smutty stories really can’t ever be completely divorced from the societal and political spheres they’re written in.  

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Sometimes it really sucks being female. Especially for Juli, an alien woman going through a mating cycle that causes all genetically compatible persons to be irresistibly attracted to her—whether she or they want it. Even walking down the street is a hazard, never mind the challenges to her relationships and job.

It's not easy for her partners, Kyle and Dona, either, from how Juli's cycle affects the way they view their own desire, as well as hers, to how they all must adapt—because if there's anything worth fighting for, it's each other, and the comfort they find in being together.

Pairing: Sci-fi – Lesbian/Pansexual/Poly
Word Count: 21,000
Content: Open Season contains explicit content, depictions of non-consensual sexual behavior, and racial and sexual harassment. This story explores and highlights the differences between dubious consent and active, enthusiastic consent.

Open Season – A Love Story in the #MeToo Movement

My story Open Season from Less Than Three Press comes out September 12th. Hear about my inspiration, from the MeToo Movement to the rash of prejudice against immigrants—as my story also tackles what it means to be “other” in America.

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Sometimes it really sucks being female. Especially for Juli, an alien woman going through a mating cycle that causes all genetically compatible persons to be irresistibly attracted to her—whether she or they want it. Even walking down the street is a hazard, never mind the challenges to her relationships and job.

It's not easy for her partners, Kyle and Dona, either, from how Juli's cycle affects the way they view their own desire, as well as hers, to how they all must adapt—because if there's anything worth fighting for, it's each other, and the comfort they find in being together.

Pairing: Sci-fi – Lesbian/Pansexual/Poly

Word Count: 21,000

Content: Open Season contains explicit content, depictions of non-consensual sexual behavior, and racial and sexual harassment. This story explores and highlights the differences between dubious consent and active, enthusiastic consent.

Who's in The Room Where It Happens - Diversity in Media

My biggest problem with diversity in comics, and geekdom and stories in general, is that it doesn't always go far enough. It's great to get more people of color, women, and queer identities on the page or on screen, especially in leading roles, but we need to make greater pushes for those same identities being present and influential behind the scenes. If you're going to depict diverse characters, you need diverse people in the writers room, in art direction, behind the camera, in casting. You need to let us be the ones telling our stories.

That's what made Black Panther so good. That's what made it feel honest. That's why it spoke to so many people who have, in a lot of ways, felt like outsiders in their own geeky communities.

It's why I have reservations on things like the Charmed reboot, which looks like a show trying to insert women of color into a story and tradition of white girl magic. Which, in and of itself, could be an interesting premise; what happens to traditionally Celtic and European magic when practiced by people of color could be incredibly interesting. But only if you acknowledge that, yeah, it's going to be different. Because those are two very different histories and experiences and influences colliding. And that's okay. In fact, that's WHY it would be interesting. As storytellers, you should be embarrassed if you ignore it or treat it like some one-off, race-edition, afternoon-special episode. If you're going to insert us into these kinds of stories, you have to let us exist, as ourselves--all of ourselves--in those stories.




Again, take the Buffy reboot. A black slayer; awesome! But, let's be real, a white girl carrying an arsenal of weaponry around with her late at night is not going to be worrying about the same shit as a black girl doing the same. For a black slayer, vampires and things that go bump in the night are not the only things she has to be on the lookout for. I'm brown and crafty and my crafty, brown ass has to be worried about carrying safety scissors on a bus on my way to work; tell me how a crossbow-, sword-, and stake-wielding black girl is going to be able to do her job without some white woman calling the cops because our heroine made her uncomfortable?

Marginalized experiences are not interchangeable with the majority's. They just aren't. And you cannot treat them like they are and remain believable. So, if you want to tell our stories, great, awesome, please, PLEASE do. But let us be in the room while you do. Let us be a part of that telling. Or understand that it's not really OUR stories you're trying to tell.

I am The Awkward

Okay, my coworker thinks I'm crazy, but went to get pizza for a very late 4pm lunch and the guy at the counter is making nice chit chat and being very friendly. I've seen him there before and we always chat while he gets my order.

Then he tells me my lunch is half the price it usually is. I look at the receipt and notice that he charged me for my salad but not my pizza so I mention it and he just smiles and says "I know."

Which is really nice. I know. But I also think this guy is might be low-key interested in me (you know, that feeling you get cause a person looks at you a certain way; like, cool, you think I'm cute. Thanks for the ego boost, I will take that warm fuzzy with me while I move on with my day), so it made me a little uncomfortable taking the free pizza. Cause a pizza isn't a warm fuzzy. It's tangible thing that holds tradable value. Money was put into the making of this pizza; hence why money is exchanged to obtain it. That is its nature and purpose. Taking it for nothing feels wrong. So, flustered, I just wrote down the price of what I'd usually pay for my lunch and left.

My coworker told me, "I'd just take the free pizza and run."

And maybe I should have. He was trying to be nice. And he didn't actually hit on me or ask me out. It was just a nice thing.

But I don't know.

I don't like doing that.

It feels weird.

Like, I don't know why you did this and I don't know what it means and I don't really want to. Pizza Guy, you're cute and nice and good for the warm fuzzy ego boosts, but all I want is my lunch. My uncomplicated lunch. For someone like me who can't read people well and overthinks and over-worries about everything, this just ruins my lunch. Now THIS is all I can think about. Just take my money and give me my food. That is all I want.

...This is why most if not all my characters are awkward as fuck, right? Awkward is what I know. Awkward is my specialty.

Race and Queerness in Romancelandia - We Need to Be Better at This

I've had the great opportunity to work with some absolutely amazing people and presses who see my various intersecting identities as an asset, but too many people and places--from presses to editors to fellow authors to readers--still don't see the value and strength in diversity, much less how their individual actions--and inaction--can affect that.

Please, especially those in the romance/erotica landscape, take some time to read and ask yourself what you can do to help advance these goals:

"Dear Romance Community,

Recently some painful truths have come out about the publishing industry’s perception of our value and how that continues to hinder access and visibility for authors of color who write Romance. In the last week, the queer Romance community has experienced some rough moments. This is a time for introspection, and it seems very clear, some changes need to be made.

We are here, and we are a legion. The stories we have to tell matter and will make Romance a better genre and more vibrant community. We have devised some actionable steps for those in the community who would like to join us in making more space in Romance for authors of color. Here they are..."

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Learning to See My Failures as a Kind of Success

This is something that I struggle with A LOT. Fear of failure is so deeply embedded in my psyche that, when I think back on almost every one of my successes, I can trace them back to an almost self-destructive, "fuck-it" moment that made me risk failure because the fear of something else--fear of death or loneliness caused by the loss of a loved one or a break up or a breakdown--had so overwhelmed me that it, for a moment, overshadowed my fear of failure.

It shouldn't take that level of anxiety to take a risk. To chance fulfilling a dream.

The dream should be enough.

So much so that taking that risk of failure should be seen as a success in and of itself. So much so that every failure, every rejection or project that falls through or falls short, should be seen as an achievement and a chance for improvement and opportunity to learn. Each failure is proof that I tried, which is more than I can say of myself before I failed.

I still struggle with this. A lot. But I'm trying to be better about it and I'm trying to see that, in and of itself, as a kind of success.

Looking Back at Attraction from a Female Lens

I love this performance. Don’t get me wrong, I love it because Hailee Steinfeld and the rest of the dancers do an AMAZING job, but the main reason why I love this so much is how they not only did a lovely, very faithful homage to the original video, but they did a perfect modernization of it. 




And not just that they switched the gender roles, which can certainly be interesting, but I love that they made the conscious decision to tell this tale of attraction from a fresh, updated, female perspective.

I love this song, which sounds very sweet and flattering, but, it wasn’t until I re-watched the original music video this morning, that I realized that the video…man, from a female viewpoint, it looks way less sexy and romantic than it does a PSA on street harassment or a prelude to a crime scene investigation. 




I watched it on edge, terrified for safety of the woman in the video. I mean, sure, it’s a sexual video, but the sexuality in performance is pretty much exclusively male. Sure, the woman IS sexy, but her sexiness is only relevant in that the men in the video find it sexy. This is all about their sexual reaction to her and what it inevitably means sexually. 

In fact, I’ve watched it a couple of times now and, while I can certainly see all the moments of attraction for him that would logically lead to the ending where they end up together, I cannot for the life of me pinpoint exactly what would make her fall for him. Where does this stop being a horrifying or annoying or inconvenient event for her and turn into something attractive and enticing to her. Where are the signs that she is, or even reasonably should be, as into this as the guy? It’s as if they weren’t even trying to make it make sense. I mean, OF COURSE, she’d be into him in the end because he…dance…good? He so cool, can haz girl now, right?

Contrast that to Hailee’s performance. From the start, the performance makes it clear that her partner is as into this—as into her—as she is. From their facial expressions to their body language to, of course, the lyrics, it all makes sense now. THIS is a story about attraction that would reasonably result in the couple ending up together at the end of it because, from the beginning, they’re already in it together. It’s flirty and fun and, most importantly, mutually so. 

So often, when we talk about the way men and women view dating and romance and sex, we act as if men are after sex and woman are after love and that’s the difference in perspective.

And, while that may be true for some men and some women, I think this performance is a better example of the difference between the male and female perspective. Looking at Hailee’s performance, there is nothing about it that screams romance. It is as sexual—if not more so—than Michael’s. The moves she performs are plays on his from the original video. The setup and scene are almost identical. The only difference is reciprocity. The idea that the person Hailee wants wants her too. Watch how she pursues him at roughly the same rate and at roughly the same intensity that he pursues her. This isn’t a mating dance where one person impresses the other. It’s a mating dance they perform together, that cannot exist without the other.

So often stories told from a more masculine focus are all about overcoming obstacles. They are about winning and triumphing over some stumbling block to get your reward. And, when you apply that to dating and romance and sex…stuff gets horror-show, CSI, PSA scary. Fast. Even if that isn’t the intention. And, to be fair, we are all seeing things with new eyes now that we couldn't see in the eighties. I’m sure I’ve seen the original music video before when I was younger, before I started dating or having sex or being hit on on the street by groups of shouting, unrelenting men, and I likely didn’t think anything of it. Younger me was clearly not nail-bitingly turned off by the video. However, the me today…would rather be in, would feel safer in, a room with “Thriller” Michael than the jerk Jackson is playing in this video.

The me today, with all my lived-in experiences of how an attraction that does not see me as anything but something to be obtained or won—that, in doing so, sees me and my desires as something to be overcome or triumphed over—inevitably ends…yeah, I will take Hailee’s tale of mutual desire, that looking at the performance may just as likely be love-everlasting as lust-in-the-moment, over Michael’s creepily pushy approach at attraction any day.

Selling Your Special - My Pen to Pen Guest Blog

What makes one story stand out over another? Why does a publisher pick up or pass on a given submission? What makes a reader interested in knowing more about your characters and what they’re going through?

These can seem like unanswerable questions. And they kind of are. Who knows why anyone does anything?

But a friend of mine once asked me why I seemed to be having more luck with story submissions than she was. I thought about it for a moment and realized that, despite my awkwardness and inability to get people to like me in most social situations, I’m really good at grabbing someone’s attention in a letter to an editor.

Because I know who I am as a writer.

I know exactly what my stories are.

I can clearly articulate what makes me and my stories stand out in an oversaturated genre like erotica....

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Porn Is Sex Ed and We Need to Accept It

Like this article points out, the fact is none of my useful sex education came from school. None of it. All of it came from porn, advice columnists & podcasts, bloggers, and experience.

Which is why, as an erotica writer and a blogger who talks about sex a lot, I think it's so important to not only include things like enthusiastic consent and negotiation and communication, but to make it sexy too. To not let it be some kind of downer or obligatory write-off that needs to be rushed through so we can get to the sexy bits.

It, in and of itself, needs to be part of, wrapped up in and inextricably bound, with the sexy bits. I strive to make it so that my stories do not work without those parts. That, if you take them out, the story doesn't make sense anymore.

Because I am a firm believer that our culture needs to start thinking of sex like that. It needs to become our romantic and sexual narratives. It needs to be normalized and embraced.

Because, in real life, sex doesn't work without those things. It just doesn't. And we need to stop pretending, and definitely need to stop promoting and romanticizing the idea, that it does. It should break our fourth wall and take us out of the story, if that basic level of decency and ethics doesn't exist. Its lack should leave us wanting more, wanting better, from our stories.

Because, if we continue to treat consent and communication as unnecessary drags in our stories, can we really be surprised, when so much of our sexual knowledge and culture is shaped by what we in the porn industry do, that they're treated that way in real life too?

Interview with Erotica For All

I did a great, fun interview with Lucy Felthouse at Erotica For All! Hope you Enjoy!

How did you start writing erotica?

    I actually majored in writing speculative fiction for children in college. But I would write smutty erotica as a kind of literary palate cleanser between classwork. Then, after graduation and under the grind of being in the workforce, I realized that my cleanser had become my palate. Erotica, particularly kinky erotica, is a genre that I’ve always loved and that I found I, as a feminist, queer kinkster of color, had something unique to add. While there are a lot of great kink stories out there, much of which is written by actual kinksters, there’s still a lot of porn, erotica, and romance stories in the mainstream that still treat kink like it’s less of a sexual fantasy and IRL lifestyle and more like it’s a literary fantasy. Some mystical, unreal phenomenon that doesn’t require research, realism, or respect. Same goes for LGBTQ+ and interracial relationships. And I figured the world could use more voices out there preaching the message that, while it’s always great and awesome to HAVE a fetish or fantasy, it’s never okay to treat someone as if they ARE a fetish or fantasy...

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We Need a Nasty Nation - Moving On Anthology

There are a few days that I will remember—with near painful vividness—for the rest of my life.

The day of the Columbine shooting, the day I learned schools weren’t the safe haven of learning I thought they were.

9/11, the day the whole nation was attacked and mourned while the world changed.

The day my dad died and I was viciously reminded how short life is and how little control we have over it.

November 8th will be a day like those. That is now burned into my brain and stamped on my soul. It was the day I felt hope die.

The hope for progress and tolerance. The hope for a better tomorrow. Hope that my country loved me as much as I love it.

That night, as I cried myself to sleep in the arms of my partner, I lost hope. In a way that—somehow through all the other tragedies in my life—I never had before. 

Which, I know, sounds so overdramatic and like eye-rolling liberal tears.

But it’s not.

This isn’t a liberal/conservative thing. This isn’t about tax plans or health insurance or court appointments or drug laws—even though all these issues are indeed very important and I wish they could be the biggest issue we have to worry about. This isn't about an outside enemy; this is about the darkness within our borders. One we must live with and work alongside to survive.

What terrified me in that moment—what terrifies me still—is that the rhetoric and sentiments being spread by this administration and its supporters tries to rob the people they view as their enemies—liberals, immigrants, people of color, muslims, women, the disabled, veterans, and so many more—of their humanity. Of our humanity.

And, terrified or not, with tears in our eyes and fear in our hearts or not, we cannot allow that.

When Hillary Clinton embraced the term “Nasty Woman,” so many of us cheered. Because the title and the emotions it evokes resonated within us.

We have been called nasty because we refused to fit ourselves into the boxes they issued us. We’ve been called nasty because we railed against their limitations and expectations we didn’t want to live by. We’ve been called nasty because we would not make ourselves less just to make someone else feel like they were more.

In that moment, nasty became a badge of honor.

We, as a nation—as a people, as a world—need more of that kind of nasty.

Because there are some crazy, improbable things happening right now. The world is becoming a crazy, improbable place. And, like other times in our past where this has happened, we must give this moment in history a voice.

We must become the thing they fear. The voice and vision of an era. We need to take all the anger and terror inside us and let it fuel us. Fuel us to act and to create. We cannot fester under the weight of our sorrow; we need to use it or we risk losing ourselves in it. We need to share it or risk missing our moment to put more empathy into the world. To allow it to see the things—the ideas and, more importantly, the people—it would rather ignore. Few things make people meet those they view as problems as people like art. Few things change the mind and touch the soul like art. 




Art has always been an act of rebellion. And they know it. One of Trump’s first budget plans is to “privatize the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and eliminate the National Endowment for the Arts and National Endowment for the Humanities entirely.” Artists have always been targets for the power-hungry. We have always been tasked to be freedom fighters. Have always needed to be bold. We explore the impossible and make the inexplicable real. We are the light that shines on society and shows it for what it is and what it could be. Times like these require more, not less, from its artists.




We cannot cower. We cannot be complacent. We need to “ask one final question man to man. A simple yet profound question recently asked of me. ‘When the stage is dark and the lights and cameras are off … Who are you? And more importantly, who do you want to be?’ ”

I don’t know about you, but I want to be bold.

I want to be nasty.

I want to be an artist. 




This is what I tried to do in my stories in Coming Together’s Moving On anthology. In “When There Are No Words,” I wanted to capture November 8th, to let its demons out into the light. To give voice to the scars I will now carry for the rest of my life. And, hopefully, it gives someone who doesn’t understand that fear and sadness a peek at an experience outside their own. In “The Help,” I wanted to explore the idea of power and submission. The difference between who we feel forced to submit to and those who we freely share and exchange power with. Because, if freedom and equality are truly ideals we want to live by, we need to examine that difference closely.

Please check out this great, defiant anthology that celebrates diversity and equality in the face of our uncertain future, whose proceeds go to Move On.

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PRIDE & PUNISHMENT!

Please check out my story and get ready for some fit-on-the-streets-but-fun-in-the-sheets, pervertable play this PRIDE!

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COME GET CORRUPTED

Please check out my story, "Safeword," in this new anthology from Sexy Little Pages, where women reclaim and recognise their power in myriad ways, and it's not always pretty. 

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SHOW ME WHAT YOU’VE GOT

Please check out my LGBTQ+ burlesque erotica story, “Rise or Shine” in this anthology that captures womanhood & women on stage & screen in all their beautiful, wonderful glory from Supposed Crimes!

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UNIDENTIFIED FETISH OBJECT

Sometimes really it sucks being female! Please check out my feminist, space alien novella from Less Than Three Press! Available Now On

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THINK YOU OWN ME?

Please check out my novel Show Me, Sir from Sinful Press that celebrates feminist kink!

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Sixty Seconds with Deep Desires Press

Did a Sixty Seconds with Deep Desires Press for my new story "Give To You," which comes out Tuesday, January 3!

Why do you like writing erotica / erotic romance?
- Love and sex are just so universal; everyone has and will be touched by them at some point in their lives. So you’d think that we’d know how they work, right? And we think we do. We love to think of ourselves as or think we can become experts, but we can’t be. Because every relationship is different, every person is different. Which means every love story we tell is a new discovery. Exploring that endless diversity and all the ways and times our “expertise” fails us is really fun...

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LEARNING A NEW WORLD
Please check out my novel The Taming School from Sizzler Editions that explores discovering kink!

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LOVE EROTICA? LOVE CONSENT?
Please check out my story in The New Smut Project's anthology and see how consent makes everything sexier!

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REBEL WITH US!

Erotica is an expression of rebellion. Please check out my stories in Coming Together's defiant, charity anthology that celebrates diversity and equality in the face of our uncertain future! Available Now On

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THINK YOU OWN ME?

Please check out my novel Show Me, Sir from Sinful Press that celebrates feminist kink!

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HAVE YOURSELF A KINKY, LITTLE XMAS!

Please check out my story in Coming Together's charity anthology that lets your feel-good do some real good!

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PRIDE & PUNISHMENT!

Please check out my story and get ready for some fit-on-the-streets-but-fun-in-the-sheets, pervertable play this PRIDE!

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BREAKING THE RULES!

Please check out my story in this hand-held library of erotica & explore to your libido's content!

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Have Yourself a Kinky, Little Christmas!

I love holiday stories. From The Grinch Who Stole Christmas to the corny Hallmark made-for-TV movies, nothing feels more like the season than when every story you see comes complete with jingle bells and snow. Every story seems filled to the brim with love and endless miracles. Those stories, sappy or corny or mushy as they are, seem to showcase the best of the world. In a culture obsessed with the grittiness of stories that tell you how it is, they are shining beacons of what could be.

And, I think particularly for kinky people, Christmas just lends itself to really fun encounters. From being obsessed with getting our hands on the latest, greatest toys to, as my story “Tugging Reins” explores, all the fun pervertable toys that can be made out of the many, omnipresent yuletide decorations, there’s just unlimited merriment to be had for a kinkster with a creative mind. From tinsel whips to jingling restraints, Christmas really knows how to dress-up a scene! I defy you read my story and look at an oversized candy cane decoration the same again. Can’t be done.

This time of year makes everything feel wondrous and possible and can’t help but inspire the undeniably seasonal wish to get what you really want. So often, we’re afraid to ask for or go for the things we desire. We worry about what people will think or how it’ll change our lives or even fear that we don’t deserve our own desires. I wanted my characters, Chris and Danielle, to embrace their own personal Christmas miracle of turning what seems like impossible fantasy into a sexy-as-hell reality...

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Under the Mistletoe

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SEXT ME SWEETLY

Check out my story to dive deep into all the awkward excitement of sexual exploration.

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GEEK SEX IS THE KINKIEST SEX!
Please check out my story in Riverdale Avenue Books' anthology that proves no one knows how to play better than nerds!

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YOU'RE INTO WHAT?!

If it exists, someone’s kinky for it! Check out my story in Sexy Little Pages' anthology that takes a walk on the weird side: you won’t regret it.

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COME GET CORRUPTED

Please check out my story, "Safeword," in this new anthology from Sexy Little Pages, where women reclaim and recognise their power in myriad ways, and it's not always pretty. 

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