Javier Luque

Born in Madrid, a resident of the Canary Islands for half his life, and currently living on the shores of the Mar Menor. I have been writing for so many years that Alzheimer’s is starting to sound like a convenient disease. I have the nerve to edit other authors and work as a ghostwriter. I have written my bio so many times for literary award submissions—both the ones I will never win and the dozen and a half I was granted (the latest in 2026)—that I have run out of lies to embellish myself.

My short stories and novels—whether noir, romance, erotic, LGBTQ+, or completely unlabeled—and my creative writing manual all share cynicism, disillusionment, and sex. They lack political correctness; they are so tolerant of vices, virtues, or the freedom of others that some might call them libertine, sadistic, or unashamed.

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