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So, the Captain tells me I should tell you, good souls, what I am writing about at the moment. I know, I know, when does a Quartermaster find the time to write? 

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Well, Hemingway said to write drunk and edit sober. Clearly, that means he was a quitter. I say write drunk and find a wench to edit for you. Note: Erase this part before the Captain sees it. [Too late! I saw…] Really, I don’t even know why I wrote it. [Yes, you do!] Oh yeah, drunk.

Anyway, I am wrapping up Catgirl From Saturn, a short story about Michelle, a manga-ka (female comics creator) who has a silly crush on her own creation. Then one day, she meets a beautiful, vivacious girl dressed as her cat girl at a convention. Despite the fan-servicy title, there’s no sexually explicit content, but I’m quite enjoying it. Those who know their classics have a pretty blatant Easter Egg and theme to look forward to in this story.

Catgirl from Saturn is part of Libertalia Tales: First Love, a series of short romances I am doing with the crew mates. Next year, we’re releasing the anthology, How Sweet It Is, and I’m writing the title story there as well. It’s about a police detective who lost his sense of taste and love during the pandemic. This is my first Male/Male story and I enjoy doing it.

With our Captain, the aforementioned wench, I am also writing spoonie smut as Maddox and Linn Rhinehart which basically allows me to channel a snobbier, even more foodie version of myself. In May, we release Sweet’n’Spicy, the second book in the Pet’s Penance series, and This Saccharine Sensation, the third book in the First Love series together. 

And there is more. You can sign up for my personal missives here and I will even send you a short story called Red63Tennis about a man who discovers that some Reddit forums are far more dangerous than others.




The door to Leto's quarters. You can see his face through the round ship's window.

Leto Armitage was born in America under a set of circumstances that prophesied that he would one day unite the lost tribes and return the Ever Summer. Somewhere around twelve, he realized he had been left unsupervised and binged too many Arthurian movies in his formative years and that he was just another kid who accidentally got an education while reading above his age level.

By the time he turned old enough to get a passport, he started finding excuses to travel determined to find out what culture, food and women there were to experience. After learning to grill in Oaxaca, do kinbaku in Japan, and being banned from several former Soviet block countries, he returned home to settle down and see what damage he could do locally.

After working jobs including being a short order cook, bodyguarding strippers and professionally doing reader’s advisory for erotica he realized the most reasonable path forward was to become a writer. Today he lives with cats, dogs, and humans who seem to like him despite actually knowing him. He prefers to sit on his back deck, listening to the birds and Barry the Bumblebear bee, while he writes cozy, uplit romance and raunchy erotica.


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