Since it is Mr. Holmes' birthday by the
BSI's reckoning, I shall talk a moment to wish Sherlock Holmes a happy birthday. I've always found this photograph of
William Gillette to be one of the sexiest depictions of the Great Detective, and his dressing gown is magnificent:
I apologize to my patient readers for the six-month lag in updating; I've been busy with work, school, martial arts, and my other hobbies. Happily,
Renaissance e-Books/Sizzler bought my story "
The Turkish Bath," so if you wanted to read the other half of that, you should be able to buy the e-book in a few months. I'm still writing Holmes/Watson tales - current, something akin to "
The Adventure of the Gloria Scott," which is one of few narrated by Holmes instead of Watson, about Holmes' university years. If you are a House/Wilson fan who enjoyed "
Cupid's Dart," you'll enjoy it, I promise. I am also writing a Holmes/Watson story about a journey by rail but am still researching
Pullman cars in 19th-century Britain (they were more widely used in the States).
I probably should swap out my top banner and move Holmes/Watson to the position of honor. I still find House/Wilson hot, as well as other slash couples - I'm a secret Remus/Sirius slasher, maybe I will post some of that someday. But I confess to being preoccupied with Holmes/Watson slash lately. They were my first slash coupling, from before I had heard of the term "slash" or knew what it was. I love Victorian pornography, and I have a fetish for the clothing, slang, and daily rituals of the 19th century, that it's my preferred fantasy. My stories are written for a utilitarian purpose, but that doesn't mean they can't be beautiful.
I want to self-publish my naughty tales of Holmes and Watson, perhaps using
The Espresso Book Machine. It seems like erotica publishers prefer e-books these days, so I would give print-on-demand a whirl. Thanks for sticking with me and I hope you'll enjoy the excerpts of Sherlockian naughtiness that will be posted, albeit slowly, in months to come.