Chatting About Under the Skin

Under the Skin, which is coming out next week from Torquere Press, is a story that has been around for at least three years. The first mention of it I can find by pawing through Gmail’s copious archives* is me mentioning Padraic, the main character, to Miss Rat back in 2008.

Over the past three years, the story has undergone some fairly impressive changes. It used to have a significantly more fantasy feel, given the fact that there used to be a sword spirit in it, and it used to be a lot more straightforward in terms of who was a good person and who was a bad one.

These days, Under the Skin is about a very shy engineer figuring out that he’s worth a lot more than just the tech implanted in his body while also learning his way around both industrial espionage and his own sexuality. Padraic’s definitely one of my characters who’s been knocked around, and instead of getting through it by turning mean, he ended up surprisingly sweet instead.

Minoru, who brings Padraic to Japan, has plenty of ideas regarding what Padraic is good for, and some of them are even good for Padraic. Minoru is intent, driven, and sharp, and when push comes to shove, he’s willing to go above and beyond for someone in trouble. Of course, he’s the one who put Padraic in that trouble in the first place, and they’re going to have Words about that too.**

Under the Skin in some ways the test run for my short story Virgin, which appears in Queerpunk, so if you liked that one, you’ll probably like this one, too.
Coming Soon:
Five Facts About Padraic Dahl and Inoue Minoru
Novella Day Extras
How to Edit a Manuscript Without Driving Your Loved Ones Crazy
Buy My Novella, Oh God, Buy My Novella
*Seriously. It is my supplemental brain.
**By which I mean pointy four-letter words.


Long Time No See!

Let’s see, in the time since I’ve last written, I’ve learned to make fried green tomatoes*, made myself some 1600’s Turkish clothing,** and started watching new anime.***

Oh yeah, and I’ve been doing a ton of writing.

Some of it is sexy and holy Squid, but some of it is getting published!


Forthcoming from Torquere Press, I have the cyberpunk novella Under the Skin, which features Padraic, a very awkward young engineer and Minoru, the overly-ambitions heir to the Inoue Corporation. Under the Skin is for you if you like:

Cybernetic implant naughtiness.

A slightly dented, very shy protagonist

Action, industrial espionage, and faulty language translation programs

M/M sex

From Circlet Press, I have a short story in the Lovecraftian anthology Whispers in Darkness. The short story’s called “A Reflection of Kindness,” and I did my best to replicate the dry, slightly distant tone of Lovecraft’s protagonists. I’m honestly a bigger Robert Chambers fan****, but I think I created some of my creepiest monsters yet for this story. I find myself wholly surprised that they wear human faces very well. “A Reflection of Kindness” is for you if you like:

Creepy shenanigans

Virginal heroines growing wise

Ancient beings who once fled Kemit

Beautiful mirrors

M/F sex

You know, I just suddenly realized that I had the opportunity to write for a Lovecraft anthology and I did NOT write a tentacle sex scene. I suddenly feel as if I have not only wronged the world, I have wronged myself to my deepest core. I want to have a card that I can turn in.


Anyway, that’s what’s been going on, and I am going to do my best to start posting here again.
Coming Soon:
Kannan Feng Updates Her Information, Because Damn
It’s Way Too Big and Other Reasons I’ve Not Written a Novel Yet
Possibly Some Mango Licorice
*Delicious, and the best way to eat it is to stuff it between two slices of sourdough bread, liberally spread with Kewpie mayo and Sriracha sauce.
**It gives me hips like I’ve never had hips before.
***I think Haruhi Suzumiya is God. I don’t mean the show is that good, I think that she’s literally God. It’s that kind of show.
****I think Miss Rat remembers the day I actually found a copy of The King in Yellow in a dusty bookstore. There was much squealing.

Five Things and Go!

I’ve been testing out a lot of projects lately, writing out outlines and first chapters and whatnot, and I’ve been having a recurring problem of figuring out whether they are erotica or not. Things that I was planning for one way go another, and suddenly there’s plot, limbs and clothes flying everywhere. Miss Rat suggests just writing them as they come and adding/removing the sex later, which is probably the best advice to be had for this.

The Long-Suffering Girlfriend is playing Dragon Age: Origins. Despite the fangirl squee, I am just Not That In To Alistair. Zevran and Morrigan, Team Evil for the win.

Editing. Editing never changes.* I’ve got a novella coming back for edits soon, and it’s sort of like an angry rabid raccoon dangled above my head. But…but I don’t WANT to fix my glaring plot holes and improperly placed bodies!

Writing more, cooking more, working more, playing more, giggling more. I love bright days.

I need to finish something. I need to finish something badly. I have no less than 12 unfinished project on my desktop, and its a little stultifying. I used to do 100-word stories on a daily basis and that was nice just because I got to finish something, damnit.
Coming Soon:
More Writing
Researching Your Historical Smut
And Then We Put Wings on It
*And if you know what game that’s a riff on, I love you.

Who Needs a Plot?

As a matter of fact, I do.

It’s interesting, but despite writing something like fifty-mumble stories for publication, I’m still pretty bad at plots. Short stories, I get away with it a little more easily. A short story, especially if its leading up to an erotic encounter, means that I just wind up two characters with vaguely compatible desires and let them crash into each other.

The longer a story gets, the less likely the wind ‘em up, let ‘em go method is to work. Eventually, people need to get dressed and go find something else to make people keep reading. I have problems with this.

I’m reasonably good at faking a plot at this point, I think. There’s a problem (homicidal ghost possession, data theft, oops-I’m-running-a-dictatorship) and eventually, there’s a solution (sexual bribery, cyberpunk shenanigans, bugger-this-for-a-game-of-soldiers, I’ll-let-myself-out-the-back).

I have honestly lost track of the amount of time I’ve wasted on writing something that is going no where. Fun characters, fun world and then they go on to do…. absolutely nothing.*

So for my notes as much as anything, here’s how I make a plot.

Make Their Lives Suck.
No one wants to read about happy people, and happy people don’t do much. Happy people sit at home, knit, have meaningful conversations with their families, pay their mortgage on time and volunteer at the animal shelter. Unhappy people sink into despair, fight their way out of despair, tame dragons, fight evil empires and engage in forbidden magic.

Invent a Villain
Every story’s got to start somewhere, and a lot of them start with someone doing something Very, Very Bad. I’m one of those contrary people who tends to prefer villains to heroes, so I think I’m just going to run with that.

Work Backwards
This thing happens where I get an image, a line, a scene or something like that, and I then I have to figure out what happened before that and after that. This is what I do a lot, and some days it works, and some days I have 3000 words worth of what-the-fuck. The days when it works are pretty cool thought. That’s kind of how I wrote Beautiful Monsters.
Coming Soon:
More Writing! Writing Forever!
Watching the Long-Suffering Girlfriend Play Dragon Age
Four Cool Plots I Am Releasing Into the Wild
*I don’t get it. How can going off to overthrow an evil empire be absolutely nothing? **
**When I have once again created characters who are too broken/selfish/distracted/smart to go take on an evil empire, that’s how.

As a Matter of Fact, I Never Learn Anything

I once heard someone say that you never learn to write novels, you just learn to write specific novels.

I never quite knew what that meant until I had a few more stories/novellas under my belt, and then it was sort of like a flower pot hitting me on the head.*

As a matter of fact, just about everything I have written has had a different process. Check it out:

Under the Skin
This novella is forthcoming for Torquere Press and it more or less happens in the same world where Virgin, from the Queerpunk collection, takes place. It features high-stakes information banditry and cyberjack fetishism. For this one, I wrote a blurb and then loosely outlined it. Didn’t figure out the ending until about 18,000 words in, which was kind of nerve-wracking. I have never been able to replicate writing a novella this way since.

Lord of Misrule (short story)
No idea, no idea, no idea, 2 days from the deadline, idea, write, write, write, submit, roll around on Miss Rat’s floor, foam at the mouth.

Lord of Misrule (novella)
I carefully outlined the novella and then promptly threw it out the window to write something a lot scarier. Originally it was going to be a lighter series of short stories, and then it turned into something about academic blackmail, and then it turned into the dark fantasy-meets-grad school thing that got published.

Charming Monsters
This is the story about serial killers and black mail that is currently in final edits. It is one of the more frightening pieces of erotica that I have ever written, largely because I know what kind of monster the man who calls himself Jack really is. This one started from a single paragraph and then I just wound up the characters and let them go. It’s easy when characters with gaping personality flaws get set on a collision course.

Anyway, hi to everyone I’ve missed over the past few months and here’s attempt two to start posting weekly. Hope everyone’s doing well out there!
Coming Soon:
Elizabethan Fantasy Novella, Now With More Poison!
Where the Hell Is My Plot?
Possibly a Snack
*Less impressive than a lightning bolt hitting me on the head. That was what happened when I realized that good food and lots of sleep helped me fix my body, or you know, when I realized why medicine existed. **
** “Gee, I wish there was something I could do that would just alleviate the symptoms of my cold so that I could be more comfortable while it runs its course.”

Blog Tour: Carnal Machines

Hello and welcome!

I seem to be the fifth stop on the blog tour for Carnal Machines, so please help yourself to some of the free fiction I’ve left out. Stay and check things out or hit my blogroll to see some of the sites.

I'm in this!

“Deviant Devices,” my story for Carnal Machines, features a prostitute searching for a better position, a secretary who goes above and beyond his job description, and a machine that’s the bastard child of a fainting couch and something much less savory. This story is for you if you like exhibitionism, erotic machinery, a woman who knows what she likes and a man who likes to work with his hands.

Writing this story was fun; it went through about a dozen permutations before it settled on the one in the book. If you are curious about this process, well, it all started with an airship engineer and a gunner.

Steampunk is one of those things that sort of broadsided me. For a long time back in 2005 or so, it was this one thing that Miss Rat did. Then I started hearing that line about goths discovering brown and then boom, stripey socks, zepplins and alternative history everywhere.

Not that I minded. I’m a big fan of Victoriana and I keep the period erotic pieces The Pearl and The Way of a Man and His Maid on my shelf. Those have both taught me a lot.*

I hope to write more steampunk in the future. I think that there’s not enough non-English-oriented steampunk out there, which was why I was so happy to see Lisabet Sarai’s offering in Carnal Machines, “Her Own Devices,” which takes place in Hong Kong.** Also, I want to write a story that has an airship pirate in it. I never have and I feel like I am missing out.

Scroll to the bottom of this entry for an excerpt of “Deviant Devices” and don’t forget to check out the other stops on Carnal Machine’s Blog Tour!

May 1 D. L. King
May 2 Teresa Noelle Roberts
May 3 Kathleen Bradean http:/
May 4 Jay Lawrence
May 5 Kannan Feng
May 6 Essemoh Teepee
May 7 Elizabeth Schechter
May 8 Delilah Devlin
May 10 Renee Michaels
May 11 Elias St. James
May 12 Lisabet Sarai
May 13 Janine Ashbless
Coming Soon:
Kannan Feng Updates Like a Responsible Adult
Kannan Feng Pays Her Goddamn Power Bill
*Namely, they have both taught me that yes, it is possible to have too much flogging in a story. I did not know that before.
**I also have a little crush on her character Chris Barton in that story, but that’s neither here nor there. Ahem.





“Deviant Devices” Excerpt

The phallus was screwed into one of the jointed mechanical arms and Mercer pivoted it around and bent it forward so that it was pointed squarely between her legs.

Victoria couldn’t take her eyes off of it. It was a gorgeous toy, but she couldn’t ignore the metal arm behind it. It looked ready to impale her, and she lifted her head to look at Mercer, who was looking over the controls behind her head.

He caught her gaze and smiled reassuringly.

“This is going to make some noise,” he warned her. “Be ready.”
There was a series of clicks and then the machine began to whirr. It was not the loud, brutal clanking that she had been braced for, and she was aware of a strong, steady vibration through the frame of the couch.

She managed to observe all of that until she felt the head of the phallus pushing at her cunt. It was gentle, just probing, but she could feel the strength behind it. Victoria was beginning to feel a panic rising in her throat but then Mercer was kneeling beside her, his gloved fingers spreading her open to allow the phallus to enter.

“It’s not perfect yet,” he murmured. “I’m still needed for some things.”

“Well, thank God for that,” she said, breathing hard. She wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and having him there, solid and human, helped as the phallus pushed into her body in short, smooth movements.

April Fools and May Idiots

Contrary to popular belief I am not dead, nor am I serving out my sentence in the sex mines of Algor Beta.*

As a matter of fact, I just went slightly insane, did a lot of knitting, finished a short novella or a long short story, started a bunch of other things that didn’t pan out, annoyed my friends, learned to pickle banana peppers and made Hungarian food. I also watched some Korean drama, lost twelve pounds, lost my snake, found my snake, killed an orchid and had my mother laugh at me about how much fish sauce I had put into a pork dish.**

So in the interests of getting back on board this blog thing, have some of the Bests and Worsts of the last few months.

Best Book Read: Dr Haggard’s Disease by Patrick MacGrath
Creepy, queer book set on the edge of World War 2. Obsession, unreliable narrators, brilliant language and a creeping sense of “oh god.” What’s not to like?

Worst Book Read: Jade Enchantress by E. Hoffman Price
Okay, take every stereotype from a 1970’s movie that features Chinese people and add some weirdly interpreted mystic Buddhism, and you have this book. My friends totally warned me about this book when they saw me picking it up in the used bookstore, but you know, idiots never learn.

Best Anime Watched: Natsume Yuujinchou
It claims to be an anime about a boy who can see monsters; it’s actually a series about loneliness and what loneliness can do to you. It made me cry and it also renewed my urge to get a waving cat the size of a six-year-old.

Worst Anime Watched: Uraboku
It sounds good. It features reincarnated gods, carry over sexual tension from a past life and pretty animation. Despite this, I didn’t care about the plot, I didn’t care about the characters and by the end of the first episode, I was pretty sure that I was going to hate everyone involved.

Best Professional Writer Moment: Tied
Got two royalty checks and and got a novella accepted for publication. I win.

Worst Professional Writer Moment: Tied
Lost 2000 words I failed to save before shutting down my computer and forgot to update this blog for months. I lose.

Best Food Made: Lesco
Throw red or yellow peppers, onions, whole garlic cloves and a can of chopped tomatoes into a pot along with a few cups of water. Bring to a boil and then allow it to simmer for 2-4 hours, adding water as necessary. It’s like my “get out of cooking for three days free!” card

Anyhow, that pretty much sums up my last few months, not including the illegal marmoset smuggling thing at the turn of the year. Watch this space and I’ll see what I can do about making sure that there’s something to watch.

Coming Soon:
A Blog Redesign
5 Things I Love About K-Dramas
Kannan Knits the Internet
A Novella

*Nasty rumor, and I just got probation.
** “Nothing needs that much fish sauce! Nothing!”

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