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Out With The In: Loving A Girl In The Closet

Last week, I posted this little memoir at Torquere Press' Romance for the Rest of Us blog.  Today, I'm sharing it with my readers here at Donuts and Desires.

A while back, I read a post at Davy Wavey's blog (do we all know Davy Wavey?) addressing "viewer mail."  The letter had something do to with dating a guy who wasn't out.  To be honest, it's the comments I remember better than the post itself.  A lot of guys chimed in to say they would never, ever, ever date a man who was still in the closet, or that they'd done it in the past and would never, ever, ever do it again.

These things get me thinking, you know?

I always find it kind of messy when people talk about being in OR being out, because there are so many levels of in and out.  More than that, to me, being out is a constant process that plays out every day as we make our ways through the world.

But those comments from guys who would NEVER date someone who wasn't out hit me especially hard because I'm in a long-term relationship with a woman who isn't out.  Sort of.  Because, with some people, she is out.  It's complicated.

If you hang out at my blog, you probably know that my Sweet identifies as transgender and lesbian.  She lived a lot of her life as a boy, and now she identifies as a woman.  But that doesn't mean she's out with the whole world.  Sweet has never come out to her family.  Whenever she sees them, she wears boy clothes and pretends to be something she's not.  There's a common misconception that once trans people realize who they are, they make a change and that's that, full speed ahead.  Not the case for many, especially trans men and women of the older generations.

My girlfriend is in and out of different closets in different ways with different people.  Her family thinks of her as a straight man.  She has friends from a transgender social group who know the real her, though.  Those are the only people who know me as her girlfriend.

She isn't out as trans with most of her friends and acquaintances.  She also lets all those people think she's straight.

It doesn't bother me in the least that Sweet wants to stay stealth about her gender identity.  It's nobody's business but her own, and there's still a great deal of misunderstand and aggression toward the trans population.  The thing that kind of sucks for me is that my girl is convinced that if anyone found out she loved another woman, they'd immediately rip off her wig and say, "Ah-ha!  You're really a man!"

Maybe that's another "generational" mindset.  Sweet's a few years older than I am, and you didn't see lesbians walking down the street holding hands when she was growing up.  I would never out my girl or break up with her because she wasn't out enough, or set some kind of ultimatum to force her hand.  People have to come out in their own time.

That said, there have been times when Sweet's closetedness has led to big-time arguments between us.  The major event that comes to mind happened a few years ago when I took the train to meet her in Niagara Falls, where she was doing some volunteer work.  We'd planned to drive back to Toronto together and, because she'd been working so much and our relationship is a long-distance one to begin with, that was about all the time we had together.  It was supposed to be a pleasant mini-road-trip, maybe with a detour or two for dinner and entertainment.  At least, that's what I had in mind.

When I got to Niagara, she told me that another volunteer needed a ride back to the city, so we were driving her too.  I was floored.  It was supposed to be OUR TIME, and she'd invited some random person along?  Well, I guess Sweet didn't realize this little road trip thingy was a date, a romancy-pants thing, because when I explained why I was so shocked and angry, she tried to find this random woman another ride home.  There was another volunteer who said, "Oh, sorry, I can't drive her.  My boyfriend and I are driving back together and we'll probably want to grab dinner."

I can't begin to tell you how badly I wanted my woman to say the same thing.  "Sorry, but I can't drive you after all.  My girlfriend and I made plans."  GIRLFRIEND.  Not FRIEND.  Usually I can stand the charade, but that day in particular I was so angry and disappointed that hearing myself described as "friend" seemed to put me and our relationship under erasure.  I wanted acknowledgement.  I wanted time alone with my woman.  The whole stupid misunderstanding could have been cleared up if she'd just admitted we were a couple.

So, okay, I do understand why some people wouldn't want to enter into a relationship with someone who is still in the closet.  It's not easy.  It causes arguments.  But you know what?  A lot of things cause arguments in a relationship.  A strong enough bond can overcome any controversy.

Come to think of it, I believe I left a comment on that Davy Wavey post.  I remember telling his readers a little bit about my relationship with Sweet, and going on to say that even though she's not out with her own family, she IS out with mine.  My mother loves her.  My sisters adore her.  They love spending time with the lesbian couple that is Sweet and I, and my girl gets to spend family time as the woman she is instead of pretending to be somebody she's not.

And maybe that's one of the best things about dating someone who is still in some sort of closet: you can give her opportunities to be out in the safe space your life has already created.  And that's pretty wonderful.

Hugs,
Giselle
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Giselle Renarde is a prolific author of LGBTQ fiction, including Torquere's new Charity Sip Blitz title To Dream of her True Love's Face.

To dream of her true love's face, Emma obeys the well-known folklore and places a bundle of rosemary beneath her pillow. Her family is quite dismayed when she dreams of a beautiful Native woman rather than the young man they intend for her to marry. Their laughter and derision drives Emma to the woods, where she takes a step in the wrong direction and becomes stuck in a marsh. When she calls for help, what should she hear but the steady beat of hooves and the heavy rustle of leather.

Now Available from: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=79_111&products_id=3674

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Six Sentence Sunday~Wedding Heat: Full Service Bridesmaid

Today's installment of Six Sentence Sunday is brought to you by the letters W and H and by the number 8.  That's because Full Service Bridesmaid is the 8th story in the Wedding Heat series.  It's erotic massage and MFM menage, but until I was searching for an excerpt to share, I'd forgotten that it also features some bondage.  Spicy!

6 Sentences from Wedding Heat: Full Service Bridesmaid:

“Tie my wrists?”  When Pippa felt the firm press of leather against her skin, she realized Denny was securing her arms with his belt.  She squirmed until she was sitting up very straight.  Flattening her palms against the table, she leaned back slightly for balance.  “But how can I touch you?”

“You can’t,” Denny replied. 

You can learn more about Wedding Heat: Full Service Bridesmaid and all the stories in the Wedding Heat collection at its devoted website:

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You Know The Ones

I think most of us authors (especially those who are super-prolific) have those books we write and absolutely LOVE because we put so much of ourselves into them, or they're just beautiful stories or whatever.  We have high hopes for these books... and they flop.  Nobody buys them.  Nobody cares about them like we do.

Then there are other books, the ones we write on a whim, or write to test ourselves in some way, and we feel kind of "meh" about them.  And those ones sell the pants off our entire backlists.

I have a few of those "love it but no one buys it" books.  The first is a few years old now.  It's called "Audrey and Lawrence" and it's actually a compilation of 12 short stories about an older married man and his young mistress.  As I've discovered in the 2 or 3 years it's been on the market... people aren't so interested in adultery erotica.  There are some publishing houses that won't even look at it.  But this book is close to my heart because it's based on the 10 years of my life I spent as mistress to a married man.  There's a big chunk of me in that book, and a lot of genuine emotion.  Affairs are so emotionally complex.  I thought readers might be interested, but... um... guess not.

More recently, I wrote a story called "Friday Night Lipstick."  It is by far the most romantic, sweet, beautiful, lovely erotic romance I've ever written.  The "problem" is that the lovely lovers in this book are both trans women and... yeah, that's not exactly a hot seller.  Transgender fiction is such a niche market to begin with, and the erotica that sells really well tends to be sleazy tranny sissy slut stuff.  And that's not what "Friday Night Lipstick" is.  Not at all.

The women in this story are both a little older than your average romance character, which doesn't help sales, but hell, older people have love lives too.  I think there remains a belief that if a story contains trans characters, it can't be romantic.  Because trans people don't have hearts.  Or something.  I don't know.  My aim in writing transgender fiction has always be to present my characters as real people with real bodies, minds, hearts, and souls.  This story is close to my heart because, as you know, my girlfriend of 4+ years is trans and it's important to me to bring the kind of love we share into my writing.

So those are two books of mine that don't sell even though I love them to bits.

Authors, tell me your stories.  Which are your crap-sellers?  Why do you love them?  What do they mean to you?  Tell me, tell me, tell me!

Hugs,
Giselle
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Call for Submissions: Chicken Soup/20th Anniversary Reader's Choice

This one hit my inbox and, as always, I'm passing it along to you:

Chicken Soup for the Soul:
20th Anniversary Reader's Choice book
Chicken Soup for the Soul has been changing lives one story at a time since 1993. To celebrate our upcoming twenty-year anniversary, we are creating a very special edition filled with stories about how Chicken Soup for the Soul has made a difference in people's lives.

Have you read a Chicken Soup for the Soul story that changed your life? Changed your outlook? Helped you solve a problem? Encouraged you to try something new and different? Showed you how to treat a person or a situation differently? If a Chicken Soup for the Soul story has made a big difference to you, we want your story! Tell us the name of the story and the title of the Chicken Soup for the Soul book in which it appeared. Then write us a new Chicken Soup for the Soul story all about how the old story helped or changed you. We'll publish the stories in pairs - the old ones and the new ones.

Please remember, we do not like "as told to" stories. Please write in the first person about yourself or someone close to you. If you ghostwrite a story for someone else we will list that person's name as the author. If a story was previously published, we will probably not use it unless it ran in a small circulation venue. Let us know where the story was previously published in the "Comments" section of the submission form.

If your story is chosen, you will be a published author and your bio will be printed in the book if you so choose. You will also receive a check for $200 and 10 free copies of your book, worth more than $100. You will retain the copyright for your story and you will retain the right to resell it.

SUBMISSIONS GO TO http://chickensoup.com
Select the Submit Your Story link on the left tool bar and follow the directions.

The deadline for story and poem submissions is January 15, 2013.Giselle Renarde
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Leather Bound Charity Sip Blitz is ON

If you've been hanging out at Donuts and Desires for a while, you probably realize I'm BIG on volunteerism and giving.  And if you didn't know that, well, you do now.  All the best work I've done in my life, I've done for free, and I'm much happier donating than purchasing.

When I see an opportunity to give that will make a difference to a community I'm part of, that's especially exciting.  That's why I submitted my story "To Dream of Her True Love's Face" when Torquere Press posted their call for the Leather Bound Charity Sip Blitz.  They do this every year, putting out an entire set of ebooks with ALL royalties going to charity.  This year's organization of choice is NOH8.

Torquere said it best:

For 2012-2013, Torquere's authors have chosen the theme "Leather Bound" in honor of Torquere’s ninth anniversary. The ninth is traditionally the leather anniversary, what better theme to let GLBTQ writers go wild. The charity which will benefit from this year’s Charity Blitz is NOH8, whose mission is to promote marriage, gender and human equality through education, advocacy, social media, and visual protest. More than twenty five authors have written short fiction pieces and have agreed to donate all proceeds of the sales of these stories to this year's charitable organization. Torquere Press Inc. will match the authors' donations completely.

This year, we're also pleased to announce that our distribution partner, Rainbow eBooks, has agreed to once again be the title sponsor of our Sip collection, and will be our sole distributor outside of the Torquere Books website. Please support our sponsor by visiting them at www.rainbowebooks.com

Now, a little about my story.  It's a combination of historical fiction and First Nations legend.  Two world collide when pretty little Emma in her white dress falls into a marsh at the same time as a fallen star tumbles down to earth.  If Emma and Star Dancer can get over their huge damn egos, they might just be able to help one another:
About To Dream of Her True Love's Faceby Giselle Renarde
17 pages / 4000 words


To dream of her true love's face, Emma obeys the well-known folklore and places a bundle of rosemary beneath her pillow. Her family is quite dismayed when she dreams of a beautiful Native woman rather than the young man they intend for her to marry. Their laughter and derision drives Emma to the woods, where she takes a step in the wrong direction and becomes stuck in a marsh. When she calls for help, what should she hear but the steady beat of hooves and the heavy rustle of leather.

"And if I dream of Paul," Emma asked doubtfully, "I should accept his proposal of marriage?"

"Well, of course you should, silly girl!" Rosalind tucked the fragrant bundle under Emma's pillow and kissed her forehead. "You must accept his proposal whether or not you dream of him, or risk becoming an old maid like your sister!"

Dear Rosalind chuckled and rose from the bed as Emma pulled her fine Parisian quilt across her chest. "I have my doubts about marriage."

"Nonsense," Rosalind clucked. "You shall dream of Paul's face, and you will know in your heart he is your one true love."

Emma sighed as her sister departed, but perhaps there was some enchantment in her sister's parcel of herbs after all. When Emma's reluctant eyelids weighed heavy and closed shut, she tumbled directly into sleep.
Hooves fell, signaling the advance of a powerful creature.

At once, Emma beheld a proud chestnut horse approaching from a great distance. Even in sleep, its rider stole her breath away. The man on the horse was certainly not Paul, and as she gazed more closely upon his face, Emma realized this was not a man at all! The rider was a woman, neither a dainty Englishwoman in petticoats nor a colonial farmwoman in cotton skirts, but a proud Native warrior dressed all in leather.

The Native woman's face was unlike any Emma had observed in the talented Mr. Catlin's paintings. Her hair was black as a raven's and shimmered bluish against the blinding sunlight. Her copper skin glowed with the radiance of a star, her features noble and well-placed cheeks neither chubby nor gaunt.

As Emma looked on in rapture, a breeze picked up and tossed the woman's long hair over her shoulders. A stronger wind then urged her head to the side until at last she looked directly into Emma's eyes. Her expression hardened, but Emma's fear and excitement and great trepidation spilled into an eager smile. How could she impress her adoration upon this warrior woman?

Here's the buy link from Torquere (remember all $$$ is going to NOH8!): http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=79_111&products_id=3674

Hugs,
Giselle

Oh!  I almost forgot: if you're a Torquere author participating in this year's Charity Sip Blitz, please tell us about your story in the comments!  We'd love to hear about your piece.Giselle Renarde
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Lesbian Erotica, Volume 10: Three Hot New Tales of Desire

Oh, kinksters, have I got a story for you!

Tisha and Narine's After-Hours Fetish Party.  If you like lesbian boot fetish erotica, baby, this has got what you're looking for:  boot-licking, heel-sucking (and fucking!), and Narine even gets to rub her wet pussy all over Tisha's big black boot.

I feel like I'm wheeling and dealing, here, and in the perviest way possible, but this is a dirty little story. (Sold!) It's now available in one of the new "Erotica" compilations edited by Barbara Cardy and published by Constable and Robinson.

Here's the scoop: 

Lesbian Erotica, Volume 10

ADDICTED TO LUST by Chris Westlake. Joanna is caught with her frilly panties on the floor and her fingers between her legs (awkward), her manager sends her to a group to combat her uncontrollable sexual cravings. The only problem (or bonus) is that the group contains other girls with the same hunger. Has Joanna finally met her sexual match? 

HAIR TODAY, COME TOMORROW by Dominique James. Dominique welcomes lesbian friend Debbie for a quiet, intimate, sexy night in. A lover of bondage and domination, Debbie finds herself on her knees, her hands tied behind her back as she slides her chilli-hot curry-coated tongue over Dominique's intimate places.

TISHA AND NARINE'S AFTER-HOURS FETISH PARTY by Giselle Renarde. Tisha and Narine are lovers who work together all day at a focus group facility, and who also happen to share a boot fetish...not to mention an exhibitionist bent! Their boardroom boasts professional camera equipment and web streaming capabilities. Why not make use of it when the day is done? After all their clients have left in the evening, Tisha and Narine greet the paying customers who watch them online at 'Tisha and Narine's After-Hours Fetish Party.' 

This ebook is a really good deal, by the way. Super-low price for three stories!

Here's the buy link for Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Lesbian-Erotica-Volume-10-ebook/dp/B008YDDHAK/ref=sr_1_13?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1347367990&sr=1-13&keywords=erotica+volume+10

And for Amazon UK:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Lesbian-Erotica-Volume-10-ebook/dp/B008YDDHAK/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1347378528&sr=1-1Giselle Renarde
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The Lesser Blessed and Me Without My Camera

I've lived in Toronto for more than 30 years and never attended the film festival until yesterday.  It's a big thing, the Toronto International Film Festival.  Glitzy, glam-y, red carpet-y, celebrity stuff.  Not really what I'm into, myself.  I wouldn't recognize most Hollywood personalities if I tripped over them.

But this year I had a reason.  There's this author, Richard Van Camp, who lives in the Northwest Territories.  (For my international readers, Canada is comprised of 10 provinces and 3 territories.  The territories are on top.)  I first encountered Richard Van Camp's writing in an anthology called The Exile Book of Native Canadian Fiction and Drama.  When I started a tweet about how much I enjoyed his story, I stopped for a sec and thought, "Hey, maybe he's on twitter."  Sure enough, he was, and we became fast twitter-friends.

Social networking's pretty kick-ass, right?

Anyhoo, when Mister VC tweeted that the film adaptation of his book The Lesser Blessed was coming to TIFF, I knew I had to see it.  The first screening took place Sunday September 9th at Isabel Bader Theatre, where I happened to have attended classes back when I was a student at Victoria College.  The world gets smaller by the day, I tell you.  


I guess I didn't realize what a REALLY BIG THING this was.  For some reason, I thought The Lesser Blessed had premiered already, somewhere else.  Okay, I was wrong.  This screening was the world premiere.  When I got to the theatre and saw people in tuxedos and shiny gowns, I kind of went... damn... I should have dressed up a little more.  I DIDN'T wear my usual dirty cargo pants and ripped hoodie, but even so, I felt notably underdressed.

I also didn't expect to see STARS!  I'm talking MY kind of stars, the kind I WOULD realize if I tripped over them, actors like Tamara Podemski (and am I crazy or were there other Podemskis on site? Maybe I was seeing double, I don't know.)  It kind of made my knees wobbly, seeing filmmaker Anita Doron on the red carpet in her lovely blue gown (that I don't have a picture of because I didn't bring my damn camera!)  Everything felt dreamy, like stuff you see on TV but never experience in real life.

So, the next question I've almost forgotten to answer is: "How was the film?"  Well, it was amazing and it made me cry more than once.  Thank goodness I found some tissues stashed in my pocket, or I would have been wiping my nose on my shirtsleeves.  I'd love to give a more in-depth film analysis, but unfortunately I spent the entire course I took with Professor Bart Testa mooning over the silver sexiness of Professor Bart Testa, so I didn't absorb all that much.

The Lesser Blessed is the type of movie that gets called "gritty" because it's such an authentic portrayal of the human experience and human emotion.  It is exactly the kind of film I love: engaging, raw, suspenseful, and beautifully acted by a cast that stretched from Benjamin Bratt and Kiowa Gordon to newcomer Joel Nathan Evans, whose performance was stunning.

During the Q&A after the film, the director told the story of casting Joel in the leading role.  They wanted to find a teenaged actor from the Northwest Territories for the lead role of Larry, so they set off on a little road trip and had open auditions in high schools across the territory.

In Richard's hometown of Fort Smith (if I'm not mistaken), the place upon which the fictionalized setting of the film is based,  they held their audition and nope, no luck.  As director Anita Doron walked through the halls of this high school, she passed by a tall, lanky boy who was making everybody laugh, and she knew she'd found her Larry.  "He didn't come to the audition," the director told the audience.  "He had a math test.  He didn't care."

My highest accolades go out to this production and everyone who worked on it, cast, crew, and creatives.  If you're in or around Toronto, there's another screening tomorrow, Tuesday Sept 11 2012: http://tiff.net/filmsandschedules/tiff/2012/lesserblessed  Check it.

I also want to say that TIFF volunteers are super-awesome and treat patrons like royalty.  Thanks for your devotion and time, volunteers!

Big hugs,
GiselleGiselle Renarde
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New Anthology: Smut in the City

Here's a nice surprise: Smut in the City is now available!

This is an anthology edited by Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse, and the table of contents reads like a who's who of erotica writers (and a "who's that?" when you get to my name, of course. It's amazing how long you can work in this business before anyone knows who you are... but I digress).

My lesbian cougar/bondage/messy/ice play story Saturday on a Tuesday appears in Smut in the City.  It's set in an office tower in Toronto, because I used to work in an office tower in Toronto.  Now I write smut. Aaaand scene.

Below, I've posted the books blurb as well as a "yes, ma'am" sort of excerpt from my story.  I can't believe this antho has already hit the market!  So exciting!

Sultry, smouldering sex in the city is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the stifling heat of the London Underground to the crumbling walls of Rome’s Colosseum, Smut in the City has it all. Whatever your interpretation of sultry urban sex, there’s something nestling between the covers for you. Lusty couples, horny office workers, hunky bakers and gardeners, tourists and the Mafia are portrayed for your titillation in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.
 
Excerpt from Saturday on a Tuesday:

“You have beautiful breasts, love.”Gazing off to the side, Liddy smiled.  “Thank you, ma’am.”“Ahh, ma’am!  So you’ve been taught to respect your elders.  That’s good.  Most young people think they rule the world.”“Not me, ma’am.”  Liddy bit her lip, so beautifully bashful.  “There’s so much you can teach me.”This girl was playing right in to Gemma’s hands.  She’d been around the block.  She knew the game.“If you don’t want me cleaning up the coffee,” Liddy went on, “what would you like me to do?”The possibilities were endless!  Where to begin?  “Take your breasts in hand, Liddy.”“Like this, ma’am?”  The good girl did as she was told, cupping her luscious tits and holding them together.“Beautiful, beautiful breasts.”  Gemma licked her lips.  She could hardly decide what to ask for next.  “Pinch those rosy little nipples for me.  Get them hard.  Make them red.”“Yes, ma’am.”  Liddy pressed both nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, inhaling sharply.“How does that feel?” Gemma asked, though she could feel the intense ache in her own breasts.  She could feel that lightning bolt to her clit and that familiar throb, that need.  “There’s so much you want from me, isn’t that right Liddy?”Her lashes fluttered.  She whimpered as she twisted her darling nipples.  “Yes, ma’am.  So much.”           “What do you want most?”

***

Hehe... you have to buy the book to find out: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-smutinthecity-932965-144.html

Hugs,
GiselleGiselle Renarde
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New Anthology! The Boss: To Serve and Be Served

Packed with professional misconduct of the most salacious kind, these ten erotic stories feature mischievous behaviour with the person behind the biggest desk in the office.

Original sexy power plays from Kate Pearce, Justine Elyot, Sommer Marsden, Giselle Renarde and many more.

Power and success are major aphrodisiacs. But who is responsible for initiating what happens under the desk, or even over it?

A Boss’s beach house as the scene of an unusual proposition…

A chamber maid discovers something most people won’t encounter in a lifetime…

One girl’s involvement with her boss fails to anticipate the role his kinky wife plays…

Download now: £0.99 at Mischief Books!http://www.mischiefbooks.com/books/boss/Giselle Renarde
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Gearing Up for the Leather Bound Charity Sip Blitz

I seriously can't believe it's September already.  Lucky for me, the world doesn't change much after Labour Day.  I don't have kids, so no school lunches to worry about.  It's business as usual for Giselle Renarde Erotica.

But September is an exciting time in the world of gay and lesbian ebooks, because it marks the beginning of another year of charity sips with Torquere Press.  This is an event I was involved in last year with my transgender lesbian erotic romance "Eclipse the Stars."  All proceeds from that baby go to It Gets Better.  What could be better?

Well, I don't know about "better" (don't want to get myself in any trouble here), but this year's charity sip blitz will benefit NOH8.  All ebooks in this charity series hit the market September 12, 2012, so mark your calendars!

This year, my lesbian historical/legend/fantasy/erotic romance "To Dream of Her True Love's Face" will be available for sale, with ALL royalties donated to NOH8.  Keep an eye out for the cover at the top of this post.  That cover indicates an ebook is part of the year-long fundraising effort.

Here's some formal marketing blurby stuff:

For 2012-2013, Torquere's authors have chosen the theme "Leather Bound" inhonor of Torquere’s ninth anniversary. The ninth is traditionally theleather anniversary, what better theme to let GLBTQ writers go wild. Thecharity which will benefit from this year’s Charity Blitz is NOH8, whosemission is to promote marriage, gender and human equality through education,advocacy, social media, and visual protest. More than twenty five authorshave written short fiction pieces and have agreed to donate all proceeds ofthe sales of these stories to this year's charitable organization. TorquerePress Inc. will match the authors' donations completely.

This year, we're also pleased to announce that our distribution partner,Rainbow eBooks, has agreed to once again be the title sponsor of our Sipcollection, and will be our sole distributor outside of the Torquere Bookswebsite. Please support our sponsor by visiting them atwww.rainbowebooks.com  

I'll let you know more about my story when the sips hit the fan!
Hugs,
GiselleGiselle Renarde
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