Tuesday, November 30, 2010

World AIDS Day - December 1, 2010



Remember & Support.

In the early 1990s I bought this ornament as a fundraiser for AIDS research and services.  It's been a part of my Christmas decorating ritual every year since then. It's a beautiful glass globe--to which my photo fails to do justice--but it would be nice to be able to retire this particular ornament.

If you're looking for a way to express your feelings of hope this holiday season, consider giving to the San Francisco AIDS Foundation to support education, advocacy and services around the world.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving


"You see, Eliza, all men are not confirmed old bachelors like myself and the Colonel. Most men are the marrying sort, poor devils. And you're not bad-looking; you're really quite a pleasure to look at sometimes. Not now, of course, when you've been crying, you look like the very devil; but when you're all right, and quite yourself, you're what I would call... attractive." 

-Professor Henry Higgins, My Fair Lady

Friday, November 19, 2010

Stock up on Jamie's Cleis Press Titles - 20% Off

Don't you love online shopping?

Cleis Press is having a great holiday sale on their entire stock.  Look for my titles (Beautiful Boys, BGE 2009, BGE 2010, Best Gay Romance 2010, College Boys, Daddies, Muscle Men, Special Forces) or find something else that strikes your fancy.  Cleis Press has been good to me.  Show them some love and give books for the holidays.  Offer good through 12/31.  Special offer code: GG.



Tuesday, November 16, 2010

50 Word Review: Suburbilicious by Eric Arvin

Suburbilicious: Vignettes from Jasper LaneSuburbilicious: Vignettes from Jasper Lane by Eric Arvin

Review:  A fun, funny novel of intertwining stories in the tradition of "Tales of the City" featuring an entertaining mix of sweet and sassy, serious and sexy.  Housewives, porn stars, gym bunnies, rugby players, gay dads, teenagers and straight moms tumble through the trials and tribulations of life on Jasper Lane.


Previous book in the series:  SubSurdity: Vignettes from Jasper Lane
Buy Eric Avin's work at Dreamspinner Press.
Arvin's entertaining blog:  Daventry Blue.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Random Guys: Lazy Sunday

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Although the temperature is up around 80 F most days, the decorations are up, the sales are on and the Christmas carols are playing.  I love this time of year.  Just wish we'd get a little cold weather.


Cinderella's Castle lit for Christmas.  Magic Kingdom, Walt Disney World - November 11, 2010.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Caprica Disappears


I was shocked and saddened by the sudden disappearance of Caprica, one of the most complex, rewarding shows on television.  I understand Syfy could not muster the numbers needed to sustain the show despite the fact that nearly every scifi fan I know has been glued to the set.  There are plans to air the last five episodes in the spring and BSG: Blood and Chrome, a war saga set in the 10th year of the Cylon War is still slated for production.  Still a sad day.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Random Guys: Ecstasy in Unexpected Places

Today, this is on my mind.  Writing "the good parts" is always the hardest part of a story.  No pun intended, I swear.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

The Hostess League of America


Can someone please confirm that
I have not died and gone to heaven?

Click the pic above to read Chris Sims' taste test journal at Comics Alliance.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Work in Progress: Erotica with a Twist of Noir.


Working on a short story with a future noir twist.  Here's an excerpt to give you an idea.  This stuff is great fun.  Maybe there's a novel in here somewhere.

I was sitting in the corner of Cholly’s Bar letting the cheap baijiu eat through the lining of my stomach while I watched the trio of skinny go-go boys stumbling through their tired routine on the platform above the bar. Cholly was pushing this expensive dirtside shit he’d just gotten in, but he knew my credit count so he kept pouring his cheapest lunar domestics in my glass. Yeah, Cholly wasn’t gonna drain away my last credits, but he wasn’t gonna let me go home sober either. What a guy.


Darius, the hairy stick of a boy with a strong Greek nose and delicate epicanthic folds danced over to me, giving me a better view of his filthy bare feet and his pharmaceutically powered erection. He danced a slow, sad shimmy that made me want to give him my overcoat and drag his scrawny ass out into the street for a noodle bowl. He must have seen the look in my eyes because he stood up as straight as he could manage, teetered for a minute, and then kicked my half-filled glass of hooch into my lap.
I'm always drifting towards the dark end of the pool...