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October 1, 2012
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Lancelot and The Wolf by Sarah Luddington
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I thought this was a very interesting twist on an old story. There are modern terms in the prose that don’t sit well, but it is still a very engaging read. Other than for a faerie queen who seems like a prop, the characterization is superlative. Recommended.
September 30, 2012
The High King's Golden Tongue by Megan Derr
Cover of The High King’s Golden Tongue
Very short review, but the story is worth checking out. Cut and paste from the Smashwords page.
At the end of the story, the author writes that she is often accused of fluff and nonsense. If so, it’s the best sort. Very enjoyable, well-written story.
I already intend to read more work by this author.
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September 29, 2012
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September 28, 2012
#review Bound in Stone
This is fan art of Kehfrey, the main character of The Soulstone Chronicles series at age seven from Bound in Stone: Volume One. Art by Ambra.
This review is from Vany on the Bound in Stone: Volume One page at Smashwords, but it’s really for the entire series.
I read this and the rest of the books when it’s first published. The series was amazing; I couldn’t stop reading it and it has left a really big impression on me.
Thank you, Vany! 
#sarcasm #gaytragedy #fame
Illuminated manuscript, Hours of Catherine of Cleves.
I’ve been pondering why Brokeback Mountain, a gay movie that I have yet to watch, became so famous. At a guess, it’s because they killed that fucker! Yep, gay dead guy. Guaranteed movie success.
Taken from that perspective, I must kill off all my gay fuckers in my series. Then I’ll be famous…
Sadly for all persons who want me to kill those fuckers, I rather like them. I shall continue pulling a Spock and bringing them back from the dead.
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September 27, 2012
#2sentenceminimum The Sun God
Well, I started working on another WIP at the same time as R4. This one is called The Sun God, but contrary to what the title implies, it is a modern story of romance, not a fantasy novel like my usual stuff. The #2sentenceminimum for R4 went well past two sentences. My interest flagged, so following +Tressa Green‘s example (
wl551), I decided to do the same minimum on The Sun God.
Small excerpt. Warning: GLBTQ with some BDSM refs and probably not work safe. I started The Sun God a while back. Can’t remember the exact date right now, but it’s a story of a young man who arrived on the BDSM scene before he was really ready, and he had the bad luck to fall in with an abuser rather than someone who followed the rules of a conscientious top. The person he is with now… Well, you can figure it out from this excerpt, I think. He’s not into abusing anyone, though he does have a wicked sense of humour and likes to play.
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"Victor has been starving him. Tea?”
“Yeah, thanks. I figured that. I would have fed him on the road trip, but I remembered reading something about slaves needing permission.”
“Victor’s a fucking asshole and doesn’t own him now. Who gave Ferris the bruised nose?”
“Victor. I gave Victor a wedgie.”
Delilah giggled like a teenaged girl. “You sure you’re not a switch?”
Ferris’s eyelids popped open. He lay on his side on a narrow blow-up camping mattress. A black knitted throw covered him to his chin. Delilah and Jacob sat at a small table layered with a black lace tablecloth. A bead privacy curtain, the cash register visible just beyond the open door frame, swayed behind Delilah, as if someone had just passed through it. She was pouring tea into a flowery porcelain cup for Jacob. She set the teapot down and smiled an invitation at him. Ferris thought of murder. No where am I or how did I get here. Just murder.
Jacob lifted the delicate cup and saucer, and somehow he didn’t look absurd holding them. He’d transformed into an elegant visitor with a flashy red shirt. Pirate in disguise. “For a woman? Maybe,” he said.
“But not a man?” Delilah lifted her cup and saucer too. She gave Jacob a half-lidded stare over the rim. Pirate and pussy having a tea party. Ferris’s fingers tightened into fists.
“I’d hit him back,” Jacob said.
Delilah tinkled the air with another girly giggle. “You are not a switch.”
“I said for a woman.”
“You’re not a switch!” Ferris said.
Delilah and Jacob lowered their teacups. “And you’re a rude slave. Apologise at once,” Delilah said.
Ferris lowered his gaze. “I’m sorry, Mistress Delilah.” Penis thief.
“Hmm. Master Jacob thought he broke you earlier, but I think he didn’t break you enough. Here.” She slid a packaged product across the table. “I said you’d need it.”
Jacob slid it back to her. “I don’t want a ball gag in his mouth. If I want to gag him, I’ll use my dick.”
Delilah didn’t seem to think this was funny. “That’s just rewarding him.”
Jacob smiled without apology and sipped his tea.
