I am a retired medical professor but now I write. I've heard it said many times that everyone has a book in them, so I didn't start calling myself a writer until the second one was published.
I write all the time, mostly vanilla but sometimes I get erotic ideas and in the past these have languished on my hard drive. A few have been swapped in chat with friends over the years, but mostly they have just sat on the hard drive. I joined here to give them an airing. My thanks to anyone who has read what I've posted so far, and especial thanks to those who have scored or commented on a story.
Recently, thanks to the stimulation of being on Lush, I have taken to writing more experimental erotic stories. I enjoy imagining characters in situations that don't quite fit the standard stereotypes, or who venture across boundaries. I have also tried to address things like bullying and the unsafe decisions that people sometimes make when they are arounsed or sexually obsessed.
Always happy to talk about writing and I love to chat with other writers.
I did an MA in creative writing last year. I work with some friends to run a small (very small that is) publishing company — all our books so far are novel, short stories and poetry, all vanilla.
Interests Writing. I know that sounds boring, I guess reading comes in there somewhere. I do sometimes ski, I swim now and then, have been known to take an occasional holiday, sometimes at nudist venues - the usuals stuff, but mostly I write. I do ski now and then but if I say that I have written two novels on skiing holidays, you get the picture.
Favorite Books All of Terry Pratchett and almost all of Niel Gaiman. East of Eden
Favorite Authors Terry Pratchett, Niel Gaiman, Kurt Vonnegut, John Steinbeck, Joan Didion, Nora Ephron, Susan Sontag, Marion Keyes.
Favorite Movies Stranger than Fiction, Galaxy Quest, The World's Fastest Indian, Last Chance Harvey, Chalet Girl.
Favorite TV Shows Castle (until they took it off), White Collar
Favorite Music Rolling Stones, Amanda Palmer, Miles Davis, Bob Dylan, Joan Baez
A role reversal story. Jill works too hard at making money while Jack freelances at home.
"We need to talk," Jill whispered as she slid fifty twenty-pound notes, into an envelope, pressed down the seal, and wrote JACK on the front. She laid the package on the breakfast table. Those words sounded alien in her head. If this were one of those rom...
