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Want to Win a Copy of The Vicar of Passmore?

Sat, 04 Feb 2012 22:09:04 +0100

Do you want to win a copy of my upcoming release, The Vicar of Pasmore on the 15th of February? Well, this time things are a little different because the competition is an adult's only game I have posted at the m/m Romance group over at goodreads. To enter, you must be a member of that group. And who isn't who loves m/m?

Anyway, here is the link. Enjoy and above all, have fun!

Of Spas and Foreskins

Fri, 03 Feb 2012 21:01:23 +0100

My partner wants to buy a spa...if Devin Moss (pictured) came with it, there would be no question. Nuff said LOL.

Now...I want to talk about a topic near and dear to me. You know what I mean. Yep...foreskins! Seems to have come to my attention that in ALMOST every book I read in the m/m genre, no matter where it's set, ALL the men in them are cut!

W.T.F

People, if you're writing a book with a character from a culture which does NOT circumcise their boys, say like 70% of the planet, then please, please note that the males of these cultures are more than likely intact. Sure, I don't expect other authors to go into the detail about foreskin play or any other aspect of it like I do in my works (which are very popular mind you), but a mere mention that the character is intact will suffice.

It's not much to ask....is it?

Also, stay tuned this coming week for more information about my first ever ROMANTIC COMEDY, the Vicar of Passmore. It's all edited and has been sent off for final viewing! Weeeee! Excited much! Yes! There will be a competition to win a copy, and yes, you will laugh until you require surgery. That much I promise...okay...maybe I can't promise that...but you will get a face full of Mark Alders humor and if you all know how whacked I am then you know you're in for a treat. Let's just say there's nudity, inedible cup cakes, and a strange fetish I won't divulge here.

Stay tuned.

Only Me!

Thu, 02 Feb 2012 20:50:19 +0100

Here's my latest WIP and what I'm working on now...and yep, only my crazy bitch of a muse could come up with it LOL

Forerunner:

The Brona are sentient humanoid aliens, man’s first contact, and at a technological level equivalent to our pre-industrial age. As a culture, the Brona offer no interest to humanity. That is until it’s discovered the foreskins of male Brona secrete a substance which has miraculous curative properties for humans.

Aznan Calmere is a forerunner a mercenary who is paid to obtain Brona foreskins no matter the cost. He’s paid well to do it, too. Trouble is, getting to Brona Major is hazardous. On his latest trip, Aznan avoids a near miss, crashing on a Moon of Brona. There he runs into Lunore, a male Brona who shows Aznan the real damage being done to the Brona people because of the foreskin harvesting by the forerunners.

Seems the Brona are not as simple as Aznan first thought when all is revealed. Will his new found respect lead to something unexpected? Will there be love? Or will there be war?

Forerunner is on Goodreads right here. Here is a pick of a model who helped inspire the character of Lunore, the young male Brona Aznan encounters

***Cover is a mock up and will not be used once publisher's cover is issued. Image free and used as per license agreement fromhttp://www.freedigitalphotos.net

Dragons! Oh My!

Wed, 01 Feb 2012 21:30:27 +0100

Yes, I collect dragons. Don't ask me why, I just do. It gives me joy to collect pieces which really get me going on a level I can't describe. I don't have many, but the ones I do, I love. No, I am not like that TV show American Pickers where if you come to my house there's flotsam of dragon junk lying all over the yard and in delapidated out buildings.

Like I said, I only have a few, but enough to now warrant me buying a lovely glass and white lacquered wood cabinet to display them in. So the other week I trotted off to various furniture stores and proceeded to pick out a cabinet I liked. When I bought it, the lovely twink behind the customer service counter said it would be 3 days before I could pick it up as it was stored in their warehouse. Fine. I left, clearing the space in my front living room to get ready for the cabinet.

3 days later I called and another customer service person said it would be 5 days. I mumbled something and then hung up the phone, not too impressed, but nonetheless, I would still have my cabinet by Sunday...last week.

The weekend came and went and Monday I phoned and they said it would be another 5 days! 5 fucking days! That's two weeks I've had to wait! I tell you what, there had better be a cabinet waiting for me this weekend otherwise I'm going to march up to that customer service counter, grab that cute little twink by the scruff of his collar and let him know in no uncertain terms how I would circumcise him there and then if he doesn't make my cabinet appear in their loading dock ready for me to pick it up. There will be hell to pay! Hell. To. Pay!

My dragons need a home, after all :) Especially as I have my eye on the Tom Woods 'White Dragon' as my next piece to add to my collection (pictured above) Sure, it comes from America and will cost a bomb to post it here, but hey, a must have is a must have. Right!

When is it Too Much?

Tue, 31 Jan 2012 21:28:33 +0100

Imagine writing the scene above!

Oh my...all that..."and then he did this" sort of stuff you'd need just to make the scene make sense. It would be a long scene indeed, if only to make sure all the characters got their turn. Which, in essence, no matter how many participants are in a scene, that's what should happen.

All characters should get their turn.

Nothing worse than reading a menage (or more) story when one or more of the characters are left with nothing to do but hold their dicks. That's not what menage is about. Good menage should be about being equal, or at least, the characters shouldn't be left out. Menage, true menage, is about love no matter how many bodies it comes in. Something a lot of writers just don't--or can't get.

Sure, you can do scenes where characters watch each other, that's hot. But what I'm talking about here is the true, get down and dirty, nuts and bolts moment when you have to have all of your characters engaged with each other. Many times I've read a menage scene and thought, "What is the point of this?" The main reason for me thinking that is because there is no connection between ALL of the characters. Remember, if two characters are engaged in love-making, what is the third doing? How is he involved? Why is he there if he's not? He can only watch for so long, after all.

Many have said that Jacob in my Pembroke Eve Series was the ultimate menage character, and I am really chuffed about that. Jacob is a lover, and he loved all without thought of reward, without applying guilt, without regret or remorse. He simply loved all. Some of the best menage scenes I have written involve Jacob. Why? Because no one was left out.

So remember: menage means love for all :) Oh, and have fun writing the scene for the pic above :) I may tackle that when I write The Diary of the Eternal War (The Pembroke Eve Spin-off) where Zane really does get himself involved in more than just Tink's man pussy! *grin*

Doing Your Research

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 21:31:51 +0100

I read in the paper the other day a rather interesting article. It was about how 'researchers' were looking into aspects of love. After no doubt tens of thousands of dollars of taxpayers money, just as many staff and many months, these researchers discovered that...get this...in a 'comfortable' relationship men are more likely to say "I love you" than women....about 30% more. What's more, and if that wasn't enough to rock the foundations of the world, they said that this "I love you" is probably because the man wants sex.

You think?

Geez, I could have told them that for 50 bucks and a months supply of chocolate. I mean...really? A man says "I love you" because he wants sex? I've never heard of such a thing *sarcastic chortle* Next they'll be saying once the man gets his wanted sex, he'll not be saying I love you, but instead rolling over to go to sleep leaving his partner in the wet patch...

Summer's Here

Sun, 29 Jan 2012 21:12:14 +0100

It was so damn hot yesterday I spent the morning doing my writing (in the nude and in my back garden where it was shady) and then, the rest of the day lounging around on the sofa with the fan on and a satisfied smile. There may have been a couple of naps there to save myself up for the big afternoon snooze, but there you go.

Yesterday was the first day in a long time I pretty much did stuff all (aside from writing 5000 words on my latest WIP) Oh, how one loves to be lazy sometimes :)

I hope you all had a great day, too!

It's Not Rubbish

Sat, 28 Jan 2012 21:34:51 +0100

With the boom in eReaders, inevitably there is going to be a boom in eBook sales. After all, no matter how much I've tried I can't force my old fashioned 'paper' books, including my Heinlein collection, into my eReader so that I can carry them all around with me. Paper just doesn't want to be compressed like that! Looks like I am buying them again in digital format. LOL

Also, inevitably with increased eBook sales, there has been an increase in erotica! Now, some have said, erotica is rubbish and that anyone can do it. Take the comments in this article here about my wonderful publisher eXtasy books.

Now, let's put some perspective on this for a moment, shall we? "Anyone can do it"? Hmm...then why isn't everyone doing it? Let's take the most famous artist in history here as an example (and just to make a point not to compare anyone to him) of why this doesn't happen. Pablo Picasso, while sitting in a cafe was approached and asked to do a drawing. He happily took out paper and pencil and proceeded to draw. When finished, the person who had asked for the drawing said, "That's just a scribble." Picasso replied, "That scribble has taken me fifty years to perfect."

In other words, writing, painting, sculpting, doing any of the arts, erotica or otherwise, isn't about whether or not anyone can do it, it's about those who 'do' who have made it their art form. It's about those who do who have spent many, many hours honing their craft, alone, doing the hard yards, sometimes through illness, financial woes or family pressure.Take Viola Grace, Stephanie Hecht, PJ Dean and many, many others who pour their pride into their work. I don't see anyone else writing like them...Hmm, funny then if anyone can do it!

Now, today is also new cover day for me! Yay, love the smell of a new digital cover in the morning. Here it is (above): it's for my first ever romantic comedy, The Vicar of Passmore. If you love my sense of humour, you'll love this book. And if you don't, I'd like to see you try and write something better *giggle*

It's just a wonderful, lively cover and I love it!

Happy Australia Day

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 21:39:33 +0100

To all my friends, here in Australia and abroad, have a wonderful Australia Day. Let there be BBQing Nirvana!

What Can You Do?

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 21:48:56 +0100

This coming Thursday is Australia day! Yay! An excuse for a day off work and to have a BBQ! What's more, Australia day is special to me because its a day I decide to do something different. I remember one particular warm Australia day a few years back, Lee and I headed to the beach (we were living in Perth at the time)

It was a place called Hillarys and it was the same year that McNaught comet thingy was whizzing around our planet. It was also an evening where thunderstorms loomed in the sky because the weather was perfect for such a thing to happen. Here is an actual picture of the beach and the place and the time we were there! The photo featured that year in Astronomy Picture of the Day. Click here for their write up and a larger picture. And no, none of it is photoshopped (although it is a composite of three images with a bit of tinkering to get rid of the red reflections from the fireworks). It actually looked better than this in real life. The atmosphere was electric, let me tell you.

Yes, its the truth! I was there. The year was 2007 :) Although I had other things on my mind, so sitting on the beach watching the fireworks and nature's awesomeness wasn't on my list. I wanted to...well...be naughty because I had had a few too many alcoholic beverages and I was as horny as hell.

So, hand in hand with Lee, we trundled up along the beach a bit to find a secluded sand dune. Trouble was, when we got there, two other lads must have had the same idea! Well, actually, they were already doing it (pants at their ankles and one of the boys on his knees)! LOL Yes, the image above is of two cute boys being caught in the act (but not of the two we discovered in a state of undress and with raging erections. The picture is just there to illustrate my point of this post) I didn't take my camera. Like I said, I had other things on my mind *wink*

After a moment of "oh...excuse me" and some staring, I apologized for interrupting, let out a laugh and gave a knowing nod then moved on to another dune (where Lee and I helped each other to ecstatic Nirvana). Now, the two boys could have done one of two things. They could have run, or they could have shrugged it off and continued. They decided on the later. Good on 'em, I say. One of the boys, from what I can remember, sure did have some large tackle...if you get my meaning. He was the one being sucked and I think the main reason for them not running away in embarrassment was because he was close to orgasm and wild horses couldn't have driven him away from getting a few more moments of mouth action from his boyfriend. The other lad was sure lucky *jealous much* LOL

So when you're caught in the act, what do you do? (and no, Lee and I didn't get caught in those dunes that night.)