I am quite male, quite gay, quite unsafe for work.
I am quite fond of androgynous boys, spaceships, exquisitely constructed gore, well-written horror, sushi, cats, poisonous plants, classic cars, goth/industrial, vinyl you wear, vinyl you listen to, pointy shiny things, and beer.
I write transgressive gay fiction. Horror to some, erotica to others. Addictive and probably not at all safe for your sanity or your immortal soul.
I write to construct unspeakably beautiful evil, because I've already eaten all of that I can find, and Earth definitely needs more.
Your mother would not like me or the terrible things I write, and she would not let you trick-or-treat at my house.
Find more evil at:
www.thenineteen.net