“There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature.”

-Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

Finally! I am thrilled, relieved, nervous, and excited to be able to share this news with all six of you. With the launch of Burning Books Press, it seems my works will have a place to call home. The editorial board recognizes that “literary” and “erotica” can and do belong together; in other words, that smut doesn’t have to be shit. More to the point, they aspire to push the boundaries of genre fiction through quality, not quantity. 

We founded this company in the belief that great genre fiction writing should be both accessible and literary. Longtime readers of serious genre fiction know there has long existed writing of a very high level of quality that has been too esoteric for mainstream paper publishers to invest in,” said Madeleine Morris, Executive Editor and Art Director of Burning Book Press. “Digital books drop the materials cost to almost nothing, and while the media has been focused on how now ‘anyone can be a writer,’ we see the opportunity for established, talented genre writers to reach a wider audience.

My first novella, Confessions of a Rentboy, is once again available for purchase — and with a gorgeous redesigned cover, to boot. I’ve got a second manuscript under review at the moment, but there are some free reads you can check out. Shocker of shockers, those are all safe for work.