I’m an average looking woman, and not in that ‘she’d actually be hot if she just put on a little make-up’ kind of way. Trust me. I have a quiet husband, loud children, and demanding cats. Weeds habitually stage successful coups against my yard, dust bunnies laugh at the sight of me, and music makes me want to dance.

I discovered yaoi existed by accident one year when I read Mato Sanami’s manga ‘Fake,’ thinking it was simply a police tale. I believe my inner dialogue when I discovered my mistake was something to this effect:

Reading, Twisted turns the page and suddenly sees two men kissing passionately.

“ Woah, what the- Are they kissing?! Oh my God!”

“Uh....” Twisted wipes the drool from her chin. ”Damn, that’s pretty hot.”

Twisted’s inner perv immediately starts chanting ‘more, more, more, more’ like some crowd at a movie-style frat party during a beer swilling contest.

Thus, another lover of male/male erotica was born. I lasted three months before I started writing it myself. And why did I start writing, you may ask? In large part because of my personal preferences. I like kink and sex as much as the next girl, regardless of the genders involved. I love science fiction and fantasy almost as much as I love romance. And I can enjoy bondage, angst, and a whole host of other lovely things that are so often found in today’s erotica. But to be honest, what really pushes my happy button is a long, romantic fantasy with sex, warm fuzzies, humor, and a happy ending. Warm Fuzzy Porn? Fluffy Kink? Whatever you want to call it, my inner marshmallow thrives on this cotton-candy stuff like it’s a super-vitamin for the soul.

And while I can find plenty of this kind of soul food with a hetero twist, a full length, gay, science fiction- or fantasy-romance is sometimes a little harder to find. So I’m happy to help contribute what I can.^-^

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