This is part 6 of an 11-part series (click here to read the first blog in the series). The Fire-Witch hissed and jabbered. The Circus Master bellowed. Thunderous boom rumbling like a lion’s roar – shaking the forest air. Sophie…
The man who gave me the ‘Delta of Venus’ knew, for me personally, it would make an especially meaningful read. This is because of the peculiar parallels between my recent life experiences and the eccentric circumstances under which Anais Nin’s…
This is part 5 of an 11-part series (click here to read the first blog in the series). The midnight, summer breeze felt fresh over her face. The whole world dancing beautiful once more. She was on an adventure –…
This is part 4 of an 11-part series (click here to read the first blog in the series). The tall crowd crushed in from all directions. A jostling melee of bodies. Strange faces jumping into her own. The world still…
This is part 3 of an 11-part series (click here to read the first blog in the series). His eyes swirled black magic… and Sophie fell right in. Like being sucked into a whirlpool and dragged under. The Circus Master’s…
This is part 2 of an 11-part series (click here to read the first blog in the series). The lionesses were wild and unruly, slinking around the stage. Contorting their beautiful faces to snarl bright, white teeth. The Circus Master…
‘These pills are fucking nothing! Knew he was a bull-shitter. Told you they’d be tic-tacs.’ ‘You said they’d be Rohypnol.’ ‘Then at least I’d be fucked!’ Tanya laughed at her own joke, the hilarity escalating as she realised her serendipitously-distasteful…
This is the second part of a 2-part series (click here to read the first blog in the series). Erotic romance is generally romance with the sex left in – the love story is primary and the eroticism is subsumed…
Due to very peculiar circumstances, I wrote the first part of my erotic novel before I’d actually read much erotica myself. I’ve tried to make up for this deficit by reading 40-50 erotic books over the last few months. I’ve…
This certainly makes for a strange working environment. Although I’m writing dark, BDSM-themed erotica, so the aphrodisiac atmosphere feels kind of appropriate. Two giant mirrors sheet the walls of the office, one in front, one behind. My reflection bouncing back…
