Friday, March 27, 2009

Seeking Some Wicked Reviewing

The lovely, talented, wicked Jenre over at the Well Read blog (click on post title) has reviewed my newest Loose Id release, Seeking Something Wicked. She started out very naughty and ended up very nice. Well, actually, the naughtiness was kind of an inside joke and made me grin.

Jen is, I think, turning out to be one of the best reviewers of m/m fiction on the 'Net. She's a careful reader, thorough and articulate reviewer and, best of all, speaks her mind without ever resorting to snark or similar cheap shots. It's a personality thing, I guess, and I like hers very, very much. I'm still learning the ropes when it comes to GLBT fiction review sites; as I discover more that I find impressive, they'll get slipped into my Links o' Love in the lower portion of the sidebar.


Thank you, Jen. You made my day!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

180° Reviews

Whenever I come upon something like this, it always throws me for a loop. How can two members of the same species and culture have such diametrically opposed perceptions of the same object? I cannot for the life of me explain this to myself. Does one person have exceptionally low standards or one have unrealistically high standards? Does one have a hidden agenda of some sort?

Sorry, don't mean to leave you in the dark here. I'm talking about two reviews of the same book. The book is Lessons in Desire by Charlie Cochrane, published by Linden Bay.

A reviewer at Jessewave's blog (http://reviewsbyjessewave.blogspot.com/2009/03/lessons-in-desire.html) -- not one of Wave's regulars, so I'm afraid I don't know who he or she is -- raved about this book and awarded it five stars out of five, which qualifies the alleged novel for Desert Island Keeper status. (I say "alleged" for the reason mentioned below.) Yet, another reviewer at Uniquely Pleasurable (http://unique.logophilos.net/?p=1798) totally trashed the book, in addition to claiming it's too short to qualify as a novel, and gave it two stars out of ten. I mean, this reader really, truly hated Lessons in Desire and described its "shortcomings" in detail.

Both, by the way, are highly regarded review sites for GLBT fiction, so it's not as if one is Mensa-certified and the other is the bastard spawn of Harriet Klausner.

Now, come on. I'm well aware that we all have different tastes, yada-yada, but personal taste can't possibly account for such disparate attitudes. I'm not sticking my toe in conspiracy-theory waters, believe me; I'm just utterly mystified.

Normally, when a book is either egregiously bad or stunningly good, there's some consensus among readers and reviewers. Each extreme has its own distinct earmarks. (That's how I feel, anyway, and I have three years toward my doctorate in English as well as two stints as an editor to back up my claim. I know shitty writing when I see it and I know stellar writing when I see it. Even though I'm largely incapable of judging my own work, I can assess somebody else's quite objectively.)

So . . . anybody have a possible explanation of how one book can go from solid DIK to smelly, shriveled sac in one mouse click?

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Throwing the Perfect Wankfest




Seems like every couple of weeks (hell, maybe more often than that, but I don't get out much) a wild 'n' crazy go-round kicks up in Writer Land. Some people have a genuine flair for staging these kinds of things. I don't. So, of course, I had to make a study of them.

From what I've been able to gather, there are certain components essential to a successful Wankfest. Here's a bulleted checklist I've compiled. Should you ever want to launch your own Wankfest, just make sure you have the following:


  • Live Journal account. I really don't know why this is important, but it sure as hell seems to be. LJ is the preferred venue for Wankfests.

  • Attitude (and plenty of it). Now pay attention, because there's a difference between a mere rant and a Wankfest. Attitude in and of itself has many variations. Basically, there are "acute" or ephemeral attitudes, like the one I have this week because some virus has invaded my body (or the one you might have because your partner has been a complete dickhead or your computer is being difficult or your boss is a complete dickhead or your kids are acting up or your publishing company is rife with complete dickheads). Then there are "chronic" or permanent attitudes, which stem from fixed mindsets and the issues that trip our self-righteousness triggers. Acute attitudes usually result in mere rants; chronic attitudes are the true progenitors of Wankfests. (Of course, there are exceptions. With some people, the acute and chronic are inextricably linked.)

  • A worthy enemy or enemies. Well, duh, you can't work up and keep up a proper head of steam without someone or something out there stoking your ire. So choose your enemies well. Make sure he/she/it is good for at least a week's worth of wank. Wankfest attendees have short attention spans and lose interest if one trebuchet full of shit isn't quickly followed by another, even bigger hurl.

  • Like-minded allies. It's tough to be the only person on your side. You need homies. Homies will cover your back when you're away from the computer and out dealing with those RW forces that have made or helped make you ornery to begin with. Homies (cynics call them "suck-ups" or "sock puppets") will also reinforce your sense of moral rectitude, which in turn contributes to your . . .

  • Stamina. A Wankfest is essentially a war of attrition. You must be able to hold out longer than your opponent(s). You must be able to fling the conclusive glob of really stinky shit when your enemy least expects it and isn't ready with a comeback. This amounts to having the last word, and it is the last word that (you can only hope) will stick, so to speak, in attendees' minds.

CAVEAT: Based on my observations, Wankfests can be like crack. Stage them sparingly. If you attend them, pop in and out without drawing too much attention to yourself, lest you end up being affiliated with one side or the other. And, if you're an author, always remember:

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

When Shifting Goes Too Far . . .




The result can be something like this:













The male equivalent of vagina dentata (which, I assume, would be penis dentata). Oh yeah -- the perfect foil for the magic hoohah. Chew me up and spit me out, baby!







Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Beautiful gay man the next American Idol?


He freakin' better be.

I'm almost ashamed to admit this ("almost" is about as good as I can ever do in the shame department), but I tuned in "American Idol" tonight. Even though I rarely watch TV, it was a go-to-town day for us, which meant I was worthless when it came to doing anything remotely productive. (If I don't start writing first thing in the morning, and I have other crap to tend to, I don't write . . . unless I'm on a super roll.)

So anyway, I haven't paid much attention to this show in three or four years. The talent has been derivative and less than stellar, and Paula Abdul gets on my nerves something fierce. But tonight JLA was watching some program with motors in it on the main screen, so I wandered into the bedroom and came upon "Idol" on the little--and I mean little--set.

Same old tripe, for most of the two hours. Then, BAM, contestant #11 came on. Adam Lambert. Pretty, 27-year-old man from Los Angeles. I got the impression he was gay but certainly wasn't sure, since the dweeby host didn't announce, "Here's our gay contestant, Adam Lambert."

Damn! Boy blew me away. Incredible voice and stage presence. Really, truly incredible. Rocked the judges, too--every one of the nine or however the hell many they now have. And I thought, Son of a bitch, now I have to watch this shitty show for the next ten weeks just to hear this one guy sing. Son-of-a-bitch.

Turns out the fearsomely talented Adam is indeed gay. (I checked out some sources, because I hate making false assumptions. It's something that does deeply embarrass me.) Oh, how I hope he takes it all. Imagine an openly gay man winning American effing Idol! Too, too cool.

Friday, March 06, 2009

The Great Erotica Riddle


M/M/M/F, M/F, M/M, M/M/F, M/M/M, M/F/M/M, Menage, Voyuerism


I swear, I did not make up that content notation you see above. That's copied and pasted from a book review.


Wouldn't you say the "menage" and "voyeurism" at the end are, uh . . . superfluous?

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Y'all gotta read this hilarious review!

Click on the post title to read a Dear Author review of a book offered by a fairly new e-pub. Oh lord, the excerpts had me gasping for breath! (Please note that the link might take you far down the Comments list to the most recent ones; just scroll up the page to start from the beginning.) Honestly, if you need a good laugh, this is the place to go!

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

SEEKING SOMETHING WICKED now available

The long-awaited, much-anticipated (by me) sequel to Looking for Some Touch was released today and is now available at Loose Id. Seeking Something Wicked is Book 2 of the Utopia-X series. The itchy-in-the-pants and love-befuddled Coven of Three must identify, track down, and neutralize a truly bizarre female mutant who shares the philosophy of Templeton the Rat from Charlotte's Web: "Good things come to those who find 'em and shove 'em in their mouth."

By the way, Ridley Barron, one of the book's main characters, doesn't look like the dude on the cover. He looks more like the Prince of Persia -- if you can ignore the Prince's flamboyant outfit and focus on his facial features. So keep that in mind if you read SSW. (I wonder how many other writers get this goofy over how their characters are portrayed on covers. Really, I worry about myself sometimes.)

Friday, February 27, 2009

Bastards and Pretty Boys

Ex-wife, ex-boyfriend, ex-con, and one screwed-up psychotherapist. So who gets the pretty boy?

Moreover, who's going to end up publishing this m/m contemporary? That's not an issue . . . yet. I'm about two-thirds of the way through Bastards and Pretty Boys.

Edited to add: BaPB is completed and on the Submissions Train.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Post-Oscar Questions

Okay, I confess. I broke down and watched the Academy Awards tonight. First time in years. And you know what? I liked the show! I actually liked some of it a lot (like the juxtasposition of relevant clips from past movies with scenes from this year's Best Picture nominees -- very cool).

Anyway, I was left with some questions. Here they are:

  1. Why hasn't Hugh Jackman been hosting this event for the past ten years (humma-humma-humma) . . . and why can't I do him? (That's not really two questions; one is rhetorical.)
  2. Am I the only person who thinks the whole premise of Slumdog Millionaire is a monstrous copout . . . and wonders if any Dell employees served as extras in the movie?
  3. Why the hell was Heidi Klum in the audience?
  4. Who will remember any of the winners a year from now?
  5. How badly do people sweat and/or itch and/or gasp for breath in those clothes?
  6. Who paid for this shindig?
  7. Am I the only person creeped out by that Benjamin Button movie? And Brad Pitt?
  8. Why did documentaries with less than provocative subject matter (a tightrope walker and a girl with a cleft palate) win awards?
  9. Who picked the clothes for a.) the presenter chick who looked like a 1960s tube of pallid pink lipstick, b.) the doofus with the skewed tie whose suitcoat was ready to pop a button into the camera, c.) the presenter chick whose dress looked like a bad case of corn smut?
  10. Did that kiss they showed from Milk only seem like a squeamishly off-center smooch between two straight guys . . . or was it really?
  11. Do attendees lust after people who aren't their dates?
  12. Why can't I stomach Ben Stiller, and why won't he go away?
  13. How did a spud like Reese Witherspoon ever score with Jake Gyllenhaal . . . and why can't I do him?
  14. Who could dispute the fact that Sean Penn gave the best acceptance speech ever, which began with "You commie, homo-loving sons of guns" and swung into "I want you to know that I know how hard I make it for you to appreciate me"?
  15. Why did Heath Ledger have to die?

Friday, February 13, 2009

Interview with JEANNE BARRACK



My first interview EVER (and, I hope, the start of a series of guest spots) is with Jeanne Barrack. She's one of my fellow authors at Loose Id and will soon be a fellow author at Liquid Silver. My comments and questions, by the way, are in this color.




Jeanne is a native New Yorker, born and bred in Brooklyn and married for thirty-odd years (and they have been odd!) to her high school sweetheart. She now lives on a mountaintop -- a freakin' mountaintop! -- in rural Pennsylvania. Jeanne plays guitar, studied voice privately with a Juilliard coach, and also holds a Masters degree in Music Therapy. She sings everything from folk music to grand opera -- in ten languages, no less, including Gaelic and Hebrew. Not surprisingly, many of her stories draw inspiration from music. Her day job involves music therapy for seniors. [I must add how wonderful I think this is. Music was one of the things that made my mother smile after she'd been stricken with Alzheimer's. Even in her increasingly limited life, polkas still ruled!]


Jeanne's fiction is currently available at Loose Id, Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, and Aspen Mountain Press. It ranges from urban fantasy to contemporary to historical and includes short stories, novellas and novels. With the publication of The Sweet Flag (at Loose Id), Jeanne added gay erotic paranormal romance to her growing list of credits. Bend in the Road, a recent release, is her first historical m/m work for the highly regarded MLR Press (click on post title). She's also very proud of the inclusion of her short story, "Finally Forever," in the I Do! anthology [see my left sidebar for more info and a clickable link]. Jeanne's goal for her m/m writing are stories grounded in her cultural heritage, be they contemporary, historical or paranormal -- or all three.

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Has there been anybody in your life whom you’ve considered a mentor? Or just inspirational?
My parents and my mom in particular, were my first inspirations to write. But I didn't become serious about tackling to get something published until after my mom's sudden passing. I found a small notebook of hers while going through her effects and it was filled with poems and short stories. She'd always written programs and parodies for her synagogue's sisterhood productions -- but when I found the notebook I realized she'd had ambitions she'd put aside. I decided that I'd try to realize my writing ambitions that day.


What brings you more satisfaction—singing or writing?
Oh that is a very tough question. They satisfy different parts of my creativity. I've always sung -- from the time I was three years old and recorded "The Song from Moulin Rouge" at Coney Island with my mom. Unless I'm singing a song that I've written, it is an interpretation of someone else's words and music, but bringing my own special take on a piece is incredibly satisfying. I sing in quite a few different languages and I find that being able to perform in say, Irish or even German, broadens my worldview. What is perhaps music's one up on the written word is that even listening to the melody alone can convey a profound message.


Taking words and turning them into a manuscript that communicates a story and message about characters I've created in my head is very heady stuff. And of course, the written word remains after the ephemeral notes die away. So I guess I'm going to fudge and say they bring me equal -- though different types -- of satisfaction. What makes me the happiest is when I can incorporate music into my stories. I've done this with most, in fact, *all* of my work to some degree or another.


What do they have in common?
Communicating ideas and emotions to impact on others' lives. I'm thankful that I can sing and share this with others. My folks always told me my singing was something I shouldn't ignore. I hope, even though they passed away before I even thought of writing professionally, that somewhere they're also proud of my following my dream.


You’ve written contemporary, historical, and paranormal romance, m/m and m/f. With which genre do you feel the strongest connection?
All of them! LOL Actually historical perhaps because even when I've written paranormal stories and contemporary ones, in all but two works, I've incorporated a strong historical subtext.


Which do you think has proved most popular with readers?
My m/m story for Loose Id, The Sweet Flag, seemed to hit a chord with many readers. And my first contemporary paranormal, No One Else on Earth, also for Loose Id.


You have a variety of fascinating (to say the least!) Jewish heroes in some of your stories. Why is it important to you to put a distinct cultural stamp on your work?
I grew up in a fairly observant Jewish household in Brooklyn, where there are more Jews than in Tel Aviv. I also was fortunate to have parents for whom not only the religious aspect of our family was important, but also the cultural background -- including music and stories.


Although I love reading about heroes and heroines from all walks of life and from all over the world, like many minorities, I also search for characters with whom I can identify even more closely. Outside of mainstream women's fiction, I found very few Jewish characters in *current* romances that were portrayed in a positive or identifiable light, if at all. I think people tend to forget that Jews are a minority because we can *blend* in and there are those who assimilate so thoroughly they become absorbed in the mainstream culture.


I love diversity of all kinds -- history, literature, music, culture, accents -- everything. I feel that by writing memorable (hopefully) Jewish heroes and heroines, I can share if even in a very small way, to introduce the incredible wealth of knowledge, culture and history my parents, grandparents and ancestors offered.


The distinct cultural stamp in my work began with The Sweet Flag -- a gay paranormal romance -- and continues with Bend in the Road, a dual novella work from MLR Press that is set during the 1880s in a traveling Yiddish theater troupe and concerns two gay couples.


Do you think romance fiction in general is too racially and culturally homogeneous? Are readers ready to embrace greater variety?
For the longest time, I did feel that romance fiction in general was quite racially and culturally homogeneous, BUT, this is changing very quickly and I truly believe we have the growing e-book publishing industry and writers to thank for this. It's far easier to find and purchase an ebook that reflects diversity. The problem is to balance the presence of different life styles and cultures without presenting this information in a negative manner.


Which of your characters, if any, have grabbed you and won’t let go? Why?
Again, this is tough question because I always fall in love with my latest characters. One of the supporting players in "From Stage to Stage," the second story in Bend in the Road, grabbed me and will tell his own story later this year.


Why did Nassi grab me? He's cocky, vulnerable, smart, adorable and very, very lonely. He sprang from the lyrics of an old Yiddish song called "Papirossin" or "Cigarettes." The singer is a young man who sells cigarettes on the street corners. I ran with the idea and turned it into something quite a bit different. ;~D


What historical periods/places fascinate you the most?
I love the 19th century, pretty much the entire period as it changed from a fairly insular world to a world where people traveled more easily from one corner to the other.

How did your interest in the Celtic era and peoples get started?
Ah, through the music at first. Back in the 60s when folk music was so popular, The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem were big in the field. I heard one of their songs on the radio and that was it. Melodically and lyrically it struck a deep and abiding chord in my heart. I identified with the Irish history of partition, discrimination and their love of words. Remember, when the rest of Europe was in the Dark Ages, Irish monks were preserving so much of what might have been lost.


Even the Irish language shares some words that are similar in Hebrew. The minor chords of traditional Irish music are shared by Jewish music. The more I read of Irish history, literature, the more I fell in love. I studied Gaelic in New York, competed in Irish music contests and honeymooned in Ireland. Both my Terran Realm books for Liquid Silver -- The Shimmering Flame and its sequel, A Perfect Symmetry -- are solidly rooted in Irish history and legend. A Song of the Sidhe took its inspiration from an old Gaelic folks song. I'll also be writing a dark fae story about a lesser known Irish sidhe.


Do you have any sequels planned for any of your books?
Yes, indeed. A Perfect Symmetry, a sequel to The Shimmering Flame, comes out early this spring from LSB. I'm also working on a sequel to The Sweet Flag for LI. And there'll be a connected story, though not a straight (LOL) sequel to Bend in the Road.


Do you have any unrealized dreams you care to share?
I've wanted to sing with Antonio Banderas ever since I heard him in the film version of "Evita." He was better than Madonna!


Any aspects of your life that might surprise your readers, fellow authors, and publishers? (You don’t have to divulge the stuff that would surprise your husband!)
Other than the fact that I can whistle like a bird, I think I've pretty much bared my soul!


What’s your view of the afterlife?
I believe in one.


Do you feel you’ve had past lives?
Yes, I think I was Irish in another life!