Old Friends

Pleased to announce my newest project, returning to some old friends that require a little bit of closure, and a new direction. Some of my long time readers will remember Cross, the Page of Prince Steffan. His lust for Tara, and annoyance at the playboy antics of Steffan. The novel, however, is when he crosses the line and breaks an …

Cold and Scared

This was supposed to be one of the stories I’ve been mulling about my brain lately for this week’s Wicked Wednesday, but I just couldn’t. I could even link this post “officially,” but it is simply not appropriate. October was to be the month that I quietly celebrated my fiftieth birthday. I don’t usually celebrate birthdays. This past month has …

Whose Apprentice Is It, Anyway?

Press Play…. “So you’ll be in here?” She curled her fingers around the chainlink of the cage, and pulled on it. The cage rattled, excitedly. Mitchell nodded. “Yes.” She turned and, still holding the cage, pointed at the other man. “And I’ll be fucking Brutus?” Brutus smiled at her. His flash of teeth proved there was something on him that …

Swinging in the Temporal Realm of COVID

Two of the Toronto sex clubs re-opened in recent weeks. Pardon me, Toronto’s lifestyle clubs. One of those clubs, Club M4, is a place my regular readers will recognize. In the club’s initial location, along Lake Shore Blvd in Toronto’s west end, it was the setting for the opening scene of my first novel, “Just Prey.” It was also the …

Self-Control – Return to Wednesday Word

self-con·trol/ˈˌself kənˈtrōl/noun the ability to control oneself, in particular one’s emotions and desires or the expression of them in one’s behavior, especially in difficult situations. No, this is not about masturbation and self edging…but it could be. It would be a helluva lot more fun if it were. A concept that almost wholly contradicts the ideas of personal freedom and …

Unknown, Yet Sex Sells Everything

Sex is unknown. Shocking, I know, but after all this time we keep redefining what is and isn’t sex. Not all that long ago, I watched John Oliver interview a real victim that Bill Clinton apparently did not have sex with. Yet now, oral sex is very much sex. Or is it? As I discussed two weeks back, some consider …

Truth’s Bluff

Truth is a comedian that often wears a cloak of fact to deceive. It likes to bluff in this game of life. The fact is that truth is about belief, bias, perception, and decision. Fact, itself, rarely influences truth. I’ve tweeted that more than once, but as you can see, it is seven years since the last time. I used …