Tuesday, November 24, 2009
So who doesn't love a man in uniform? From overalls to Marine dress blues, there's something hot about the regimentation and anonymity a uniform provides. Of course most of the time when you peel back the overalls, you don't get a package like this . . . but that's life, not fiction.
I was feeling a little disconnected, still experiencing a bit of the writer's block I talked about in my last post, when I got an email from one of the editors at Cleis Press accepting my story "The Wages of Sin" for their upcoming Big Tools anthology.
And just like that I had an idea for another CSA - alternate US story. Anyone interested in a story about homo thugs? Maybe a bit more uniform fetish in this one as well. The crimson uniforms of the Christian Brotherhood have a certain dangerous appeal -- think brown-shirted Nazis fighting communists in the streets of Berlin circa 1931. So maybe I'm back.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.