Rumpelstiltskin (urban fantasy, m/f erotica)
For who are so free as the sons of the waves? (historical fiction, m/m erotica, urban or high fantasy)
“she would cast him to the Wolf, the Wolf should have him” (historical fiction, m/f erotica, urban fantasy)
The Able and the Virtuous Consorts (historical fiction, f/f erotica)
Well-Fortified (historical fiction, horror, m/m erotica)
Lawful Evil (historical fiction, m/m erotica, urban fantasy)
Coming Alongside (historical fiction, m/m erotica, arguably steampunkish)
If the sky holds (urban fantasy)
Senbazuru (m/m erotica)
Bunkmates (post-apocalyptic sf, m/m erotica)
Post-Production (m/m erotica)
Due to Be Published:
Couched in a Curious Bed (historical fiction, m/genderfluid intersex erotica)
Solo Exhibition (m/f erotica, out March 8)
Rereading (f/f erotica, Owning It, out 28 March)
A Year Without the Taste of Meat (f/f romance, SF, kickstarter soon)
Bacchae (SF, out October 2017)
Too Frequent A Place (horror, historical fiction, fantasy, m/m erotica, out October 2017)
Dinner Plans (m/m erotica, out October 2017)
You can now order “Owning It”, from SinCyr Publishing, here. If you’d like a review copy, please contact the publishers here.
I’m particularly happy with “Rereading”, my story in this one. Avery is about to leave for uni, and her step-father’s paralegal Sheba thinks they should actually talk about their long-running sexual tension before she does. Contains a nasty, loaded argument about Gaudy Night and realisations about one’s sexuality by way of a very butch haircut and very femme nails.
This is out March 8th and includes my story “Solo Exhibition”, in which cookbook writer Usha plays Scheherazade for her foreign rights agent (and definitely not boyfriend) Jory. You can buy it at Amazon and various other outlets, or secure a review copy by contacting the publishers at firstname.lastname@example.org .
My story “Too Frequent a Place” is out in Mugwump Press’s erotica anthology, “Haunted”.
“I underwent, as all boys do, great changes in my person as I became a man. And yet I am not certain that any other man alive changed in quite the manner I did. I expect I cannot be alone in what I am and that it would be a species of vanity to suppose so, but the fact remains that I have never met another individual with my—well, we may call them either abilities or requirements, according to the view we take of them. There again, it is not something about which one may easily enquire. “Pardon me, do you require the intimate energies of another in order to sustain yourself? Can and do you visit the dreams of others to attain such sustenance?” Such essays are neither precisely suited to the forming of new acquaintances nor likely to endear oneself to one’s accustomed friends.”
aka ‘gay Victorian accidental incubus’. A little funny and a little sad. The paperback will be available from Amazon imminently, but you can order the ebook several places:
(London Bridge Borough High St (Stop Y) by Karl Pallinger, with Google data claim)
Bethan rested her hand on the gritty surface of the wall, and Angharad winced. It almost hurt to watch Bethan lay the lush plump heart of her palm on it. The processes involved in constructing the poured-concrete building had required no element of direct human touch, and it seemed as though the wall had never been intended for it.
“Bethan! Bethan, come away, I’m dying for a piss!”
Bethan just stood there, not sober but steady in her stilettos, with one hand flat against the wall—like she was standing in front of a bloody door and didn’t know how to knock.
Read full story here, at Big Echo.
To talk about the 2016 film Love & Friendship we have to tell the story of Lady Susan, the Jane Austen novella it’s based off of. At the time of Austen’s death, this early work was both unpublished and untitled. Thus changing the name for the film seems fair enough, though exchanging Lady Susan for Love & Friendship, already the posthumously-assigned title of an entirely different piece of Austen’s juvenilia is really confusing. The marketing team probably did it to get that familiar ‘Noun & Noun’ Austen Title Formula on the posters. According to Jane’s Fame, Claire Harman’s excellent survey of the history of Austen reception, this was already a noted, copied characteristic of her work in 1821, only four years after her death.
The exact period of Lady Susan’s composition remains a matter of some debate. William Baker’s Critical Companion to Jane Austen: A Literary Reference to Her Life and Work proposes drafting dates ranging from between 1795 to 1805, as well as providing an incredibly useful synopsis of major critical readings of the novella. What we can know definitively is that Lady Susan was first published in 1871, when it acquired its current title, by Jane’s nephew, James Edward Austen-Leigh, “as an appendix to the second edition of his A Memoir of Jane Austen”. (p. 124)
Read full review here.
I stared at the Facebook message in horror. Had a uni friend truly linked me to the trailer for the (inevitable) film of the book Pride and Prejudice and Zombies on the assumption that I would be pumped about this? Had she, in her sweet innocence, failed to notice that I am a hideous snob put on this earth to roll my eyes at the ‘classic novel and SFnal creature’ book trend? WAS MY BRAND INVISIBLE? Pride and Prejudice and Zombies was the last film on earth I would ever be willing to watch.
But as Austen teaches us, no plan survives contact with one’s sisters. Meghan was born ten years after me because god thought that up until then I’d had it too easy. Twenty years later she sat sulking through our low-key Halloween celebrations, and I felt guilty for dragging her prematurely into my fogeyish idea of a hot night (I had a roast dinner and a full-length black mourning veil to lunge out at trick-or-treating children in—what more could be wanting?). She suggested we watch Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, and apparently I am slightly more prone to guilt even than to pretentiousness, because I agreed to let that happen in my home.
Read full review here.