There is a poignant scene in the last episode of Hulu's The Handmaid's Tale, where a young girl asks, after escaping to Canada, "Is this where we can wear whatever we want?" As a naturist, this scene had a particularly powerful impact on me. What people are or are not allowed to wear cuts at the... Continue Reading →
After five long years of brainstorming, writing, editing and rewriting, the second book of Aenya, The Princess of Aenya, is almost here! The novel weighs in at 136,236 words, and thanks to my partner in crime, my editor, Ava Coibion, every sentence should be a carefully crafted thing of beauty. And thanks to my uber-talented... Continue Reading →
HISTORY The first stones that would become the Compass Tower were laid down by the Zo circa 9000 BGM (Before the Greater Moon). Believing they were being led by the Goddess, Zoë, the Ancients crossed over the frigid Crown of Aenya Mountains, where they discovered the uncharacteristically warm and lush valley of Tyrnael, and... Continue Reading →
Greetings fans!!! It's that time again ... where I bring you ALL the exciting news from the world of Aenya. Book Signing in Pasco First things first, this Saturday, September 28th, I will be making an appearance at the Paperback Exchange Bookstore in Pasco, FL, where I will be handing out some nifty bookmarks, and... Continue Reading →
Please help, I would like to advertise my fantasy adventure novel, Ages of Aenya, but it won't let me get started because, for some reason, the book has been labeled as erotica. My book is NOT erotica! It has never been erotica. There is a lot more adult/erotic content in Game of Thrones and other... Continue Reading →
The blood rushing to her head made her skull ache. She could feel the throb of her heart, flowing through her limbs, bringing spasms of pain to her ribcage. Dizzy with dread, she glanced back and saw it—not far now—a blur of crimson. The halfman was still following. Dapples of sunlight percolated from the... Continue Reading →
Careful not to bend the floorboards lest she wake him, Thelana paced the short passages of Emma’s home, feeling a prisoner. Long ago, when Baba stopped eating and Nicola was growing pale and sickly, she might walk the whole of Ilmarinen, its lush beauty never failing to ease her worries. As long as she continued... Continue Reading →
I have been writing about nudism/naturism since 2012, and created my nudist heroes, Xandr and Thelana, back in 1999. You might think that after two decades, I'd be as forthcoming as anyone about my free-body philosophy, but you'd be wrong. The fear of social ostracism remains paramount in my mind. There was even a time, for about... Continue Reading →
After rattling the hinges and shaking the snow from the lintel, a small man emerged from a dark antechamber, looking as if he’d just arisen from bed. He had ash-white whiskers and a pouf of hair all out of place and he was wrapped snuggly in a gray blanket. At first, he looked annoyed... Continue Reading →
