Google picked this up tonight. Someone’s selling DANNY V1 for one single solitary penny on e-bay. They don’t come up secondhand – ever (and I see this is a new one, I’m guessing bought by a book collector in 2004 since it’s signed) - so if you want one cheap here’s the link. And no, it’s not [...]
06.10.2010
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Please do NOT write to Ann at her e-mail address: logophilos@gmail.com, which has been provided purely through unfortunate human error, to point out the sickening stunted viciousness that would make a woman whose entire life is penis-porn report someone for a one millimetre penis.
06.04.2010
Twice he found himself with a hard-on. Once when one of the girls walked in a ‘crab’ between a man’s legs, dark crotch out and open to the audience, and again when the same girl slid down another bloke’s body, legs wrapped around. Looked like ruddy sex positions and no mistake. The whole bloody thing did. He was surprised they didn’t ban it.
06.01.2010
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BREAKING NEWS! Buy DANNY Volumes 1 & 2 on Kindle for the measly sum of $9.99. each, PLUS a super-duper new fan club over on Goodreads for you to natter and bitch till your heart’s content.
05.28.2010
Paul stood with him in the silence of the hall. It seemed almost deserted without Aubrey’s bulky perpetual motion. He pulled his kid gloves on, easing them into the spaces between his fingers. Jonathan stood with his hands in his pockets, gazing into space. Paul watched him for a while then said in a soft voice, “You really are a waste, John.”
05.07.2010
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The boy was beautiful. Like some lovely wild animal. He had jet black curly hair and thick heavy brows that met over his eyes. The eyes themselves were dark, black and shiny, as if they had no colour at all. His teeth were crooked and sharp looking but very white in that rich nut brown skin.
03.20.2010
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One hairy arm, one smooth. Oh, he’d noticed. Incredibly erotic that, like getting the best of both worlds, like some kind of exotic hermaphrodite. Except he was much too masculine for that. That strong Greek face. He stopped, aware of how his foot had gone down on the accelerator. Grant was looking at him, smiling. Now Jon knew what that accent was.
02.05.2010
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Margaret Snipe, a.k.a. Snippy, watched Elmer Grant pick up the staple gun and run a row of staples into the frame. He put his arms around the naked woman and pulled the gauze tight. It looked almost ritualistic, like someone binding feet or some obscure fetish.
03.24.2009
books that include pages of description, a thousand adjectives for grass, and the history of one of the pots in a kitchen, are all afraid to let their characters tell the whole of the story. Their characters are too weak for that
02.17.2009
DANNY, the ultimate vampire novel with no vampires
