Category Archives: M/M

WIP Wednesday: Untitled Dystopian Queer Angel(?) Novel

I’ve censored the following, in protest of a bill that gives any corporation and the US government the power to censor the internet–a bill that could pass THIS WEEK. To see the uncensored text, and to stop internet censorship, visit: http://americancensorship.org/posts/14157/uncensor

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Uncensor This

Love for saaaaaale–ebook re-release!

So a little while ago, my erotic dystopian Torquere Sip “We Are Such Stuff” went out of print and the rights reverted to me. It’s definitely not the best story I’ve ever written, but I have a certain fondness for it, so I went back through it, did a little editing and made a few minor changes, and I’m re-releasing it through Smashwords.

It originally sold for $1.99 but now you can have your very own spiffy DRM-free Smashwords edition in a wide variety of formats for only $.99.

Reyes is bored. A young man in a bleak future city of endless rain, he finds his entertainment in packed clubs, one-night stands, and the occasional drug. But when a mysterious young man catches his eye, he is led on a chase through a nighttime world of dreams and dreamers, a chase that could end in frustration… or a new kind of pleasure.

[HEY WHY DON'T YOU BUY ME]

And have an excerpt.

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Icarus #7 – Now on sale

Winter, like all seasons, is a time of transformation. Glittering frost appears on windows overnight. Can you feel the chill in the air?

This issue has several stories that will contribute to your shivers, of delight and dread. Hauntology is a genre of music that combines voices from obsolete recording technology with modern electronics.

“Lonesome Road,” by Matt Cheney, is almost a literary version of hauntology, a different kind of ghost story—postmodern, but chilling all the same. Distant voices also play a role in Sunny Moraine’s “The Shapes of Shadows,” a mysterious tale of alien technology. Esoteric knowledge, lust and revenge spill through the pages of Alejandro Omidsalar’s “Abbadon’s First Rule,” a tale of horror and black comedy. And “Bargain Books” asks the question, is invisibility a blessing or a curse for gays? “Blue Moon,” this issue’s poem, shows that mothers don’t always know best. Plus an interview with Hal Duncan.

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You can preview the issue at the link above and it looks great. I’m really excited to read what else is in there. Plus, it just looks pretty, doesn’t it? It’s also a couple dollars off the regular list price, so pick up a copy while that lasts.

The story in question was a lot of fun to write. Most of what I write is fun in one way or another–I wouldn’t do it if that weren’t the case–but this one was a little different in that it contains some twists and turns that actually surprised me a bit as I was writing. The alien technology in particular took some thinking around corners; I wasn’t sure exactly how it was going to work or how it was going to tie all the themes together until the idea of shadows came to me, the transient quality of light coupled with the near-eternal nature of stars… though, as Gordon dreams, even stars have lives, and even those lives come to an end.

I was also taken with the idea of technology that was at once profoundly ancient and profoundly advanced, that blended technology and culture in ways that can’t be untangled, and that contained flavors of what we on Earth would recognize from dead civilizations, while still being deeply alien.

Finally, I was thinking about how we all want to leave things behind that will long-outlast us. Monoliths, words carved into stone, enormous shapes in the landscape that can only be seen from high in the air, and the dangerously ephemeral nature of our own increasingly digital record-keeping. What do we remember? How do we remember it? If we forget or vanish, who does our remembering for us?

Enjoy.

Attn: CHEAP-ASS BOOKS

Fictionwise is having a 50% off sale through the end of today. Use coupon code “blackfriday2010″ at checkout.

Books I wrote/am in that you can get there:

Hieros (m/m fantasy)

Like a Thorn – “That Wicked Witchcraft” (m/f/f menage)

Like a Long Road Home – “Neither Bird Nor Tree” (m/m post-apocalypse)

Like a Veil – “Catch & Release” (m/f science fiction)

Queerpunk – “Upload” (f/f science fiction)

New review for ItPM

It seems I have a fan in Daisiemae over at Night Owl Reviews; she’s given In the Pale Moonlight four and a half stars and named it a Top Pick, and has some perfectly lovely things to say about it.

For a novella that falls just under forty pages, it really packs a lot of punch.  I was happily surprised that even though it is a shorter story, it really doesn’t read like one. I thought the story was creative and beautifully written and I really hated to see it come to an end.

I’m very happy you enjoyed it, Daisiemae. Thanks very much for the review and the extremely kind words.

Book release

In the Pale Moonlight, my queer medieval werewolf novella–man, that’s kind of a mouthful–is now on sale from Liquid Silver Books. You can find a sale page here, as well as an excerpt. My first release with LSB, Hieros, was pretty well received, and I hope this one will be as well, though it’s really a very different story in a lot of respects.

It’s also a much older story than Hieros… at least, much older by my standards of story age. It’s had kind of an interesting route to publication, which I talked briefly about at the LSB blog.

Regardless of the route, it’s out now–so go forth, pick yourselves up a copy, and, I hope, enjoy.

New review of Hieros

Night Owl Romance has given Hieros a really lovely review, for which I thank them heartily. Reviewer Daisiemae says that it definitely won’t be the last thing she reads from me–thanks very much, Daisiemae! That’s great to hear. I’m so glad you enjoyed the book.

In the Pale Moonlight – Cover!

The fabulous Christine Griffin has finished her cover for In the Pale Moonlight, and it is also appropriately fabulous, in my opinion:

The book itself is still being polished, but hopefully will be released soon. Stay tuned for further news.

Book launch – Like a Long Road Home

Like a Long Road Home, featuring my story “Neither Bird Nor Tree”, is now live in a variety of formats at the following places:

Scribd
Smashwords
All Romance EBooks

A Kindle edition will be live by the end of the week. Circlet is having issues with their website’s shopping cart, but hopefully soon it’ll be there as well.

As to the story itself, it was a lot of fun to write, but it was also my first serious attempt at writing original post-apocalyptic fiction, which was an interesting experience. I drew some on The Road in terms of not making the cause or method of the cataclysm clear–it was the first time it occurred to me that it was actually okay to do that. The cataclysm itself isn’t the point. The point is the characters, what it means to find someone else at the end of the world you knew. It’s about connection–my main protagonist is a profoundly solitary man and has been for most of his life, and it’s only with the societal collapse and devastation that accompanies whatever It is that’s happened that he finally makes a real connection with someone else. Through that connection, he feels real in a way he hasn’t before. He is real because he matters to someone. The end of the world serves primarily to bring that into sharper relief.

The title comes from a poem by Sara Teasdale, which was used to great effect in the short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” by Ray Bradbury. That remains one of my favorite short stories ever, the first short story to affect me so profoundly, and I drew heavily on both it and the theme of the poem itself–that we are incidental, transient, that the world does not need us. If we vanished suddenly, it might never notice that we were gone at all, and might in fact be better for it.

What we find lasting meaning in is each other, in love and compassion for people outside ourselves.

Or it’s just some gay porn. Whatever.

And yes, the city in the story is Philadelphia. Chris lives–or lived–in South Philly.

Excerpt under the cut.

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Book launch!

My erotic m/m fantasy novelette Hieros is now on sale here. Have a gander at the cover art. Enjoy the blurb. Feast your eyes on the excerpt. Perhaps, if you desire to do so, pick up a copy.