My writing is seriously screwed at the moment. I keep going to write BDSM erotica to add to the growing eBook library and coming up with some really weird shit.
A political satire that casts a certain US President as a bumbling town mayor with a penchant for being pissed on;
An I-don’t-know-what where a British Prime Minister called June Mother discovers her right wing sadism is softened by the domineering overtures of a left wing hunk;
Something that started as an intense whipping scene and seems to have ended up as “A Modest Proposal”.
Either I’m about to make an amazing career as a BDSM satirist, starting a new genre for which I shall win many, many awards, or I’ve wasted my life.
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