From the select few that have read my writing, the most common thing that I have been told repeatedly is the lack of angst in my work. I’m not bashing anybody who likes reading fiction that has an onslaught of ambivalent, angst-ridden characters. If that’s what you like, go for it. But my taste in gay fiction has always leaned towards the characters that are immensely complicated and a powerhouse in their lives and a demon in the bedroom. In my own life, I have met many gay men who are like this. Men who are blunt, decisive, and direct. Some of which will (excuse my language) fuck you up verbally and or physically if they feel disrespected. It is these kinds of guys that I have always looked up to. All of them range in age from their mid-twenties to their late fifties.
I feel like writing about these kinds of guys shows that being gay doesn’t pigeonhole you. That, like everybody else, you can be whatever you want to be and you don’t have to nor should you back down from any challenge that comes in your way. My favorite quote has always been by Eleanor Roosevelt. “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” I believe that we need to be reminded that we define ourselves and I feel that this should be reflected more in gay literature. But, perhaps, I’m jumping the gun. Maybe there’s an entire plethora of gay literature out there with characters like this that I have yet to discover. If anybody knows of any novels, feel free to enlighten me.
It’s strange how life works. Two years ago, I would balk at anybody would openly admit that they read romance or erotica and now I find myself enjoying reading and writing it. The people within this community have also been shockingly supportive when they find out that you write either romance or erotica, especially when you tell them that you write erotica and romance between two guys. You don’t get this kind of communal support in other genres of fiction. I have to assume that since these genres have always been looked down upon it is essentially them against everybody else.
I have always wanted to be a writer since I was twelve years old. Looking back at the years before that age, I guess me becoming a writer was inevitable. I was always making up stories and writing Magic School Bus fan fiction that wasn’t very good. I always use to wonder during my early childhood whether or not I would be able to master the English language spelling wise since I was an atrocious speller. Even then, I strived to be something of a wordsmith. I don’t know if I’ve accomplished that but I haven’t had anyone give me any vicious and outright terrible reviews on anything I’ve written, romance or no romance. (Knock on wood)
I have just recently published the first installment of my gay historical romance novel, The Masters of Willowhurst, which is about the son of a cotton plantation owner falling in love with one of his wife’s slaves. The second installment just came out today and a third and final part is due to arrive towards the end of this week. Another thing I have been writing, sketching, and fleshing out is a supernatural serial that can be best described as an “erotic dark historical gay urban fantasy” that takes place in New Orleans during the turn of the 20th Century.
I just wanted to write this short blog post to briefly introduce myself and let you all know what I have been working on and what I could possibly be putting out in the near future. Please follow me on Twitter and if not there, Facebook. THANKS FOR READING!