I hate writing About pages. My need for privacy always wars with the knowledge that readers want to know there’s a real person behind the words. So I have to find a balance. That means I won’t tell you my cat’s annoying habits, exactly how old I am, where I live, or how many pizzas I consume in a week when I’m buried up to my elbows in writing and/or editing, and depend on the microwave to save me from starvation.
I will tell you that, as far as writing fiction goes, I’m a late bloomer (a very late bloomer), so if you’re agonizing because you still haven’t written your breakout novel and you’re just about to hit the big three 0, four 0, five 0, or six 0, I don’t want to hear about it. Even though I do understand and sympathize.
I will tell you that I always wanted to be a novelist and until my first NaNoWriMo win, I always thought that I didn’t have what it takes. So if anyone ever tells you that NaNoWriMo isn’t to be taken seriously, tell them to go screw themselves.
I will tell you that I write about power and its abuses. About the struggle for personal freedom, often in the face of overwhelming odds. About the development of relationships between complex people with their own problems, needs, and agendas. I write mostly about males because, even though I’m a female, I’ve never really understood my own gender, and I generally think and write much more like a man than a woman. Most of my stories have some form of slavery as a central theme. And despite slavery and male/male relationships being mainstays of romance and erotica, sex isn’t central in my work, if it’s there at all. There’s more about my writing in the next page down: November 1 to November 1, if this isn’t enough for you.
If you need to contact me privately, the address is darkboundaries at gmail dot com. If you spam me, I’ll block you from my entire world.