In lieu of a real post today, please accept this commissioned sketch of a witch character that has been percolating inside my head this past year. She was drawn by the lovely Michael Dean and you can see more of his work at his Patreon.
Normal smut posting will resume next week.
Jaymie Dylan is an artist I have been following for a few years. She has a lovely style and some of the best butts ever drawn. I already own a few prints of her demons but I wanted to have something more personal. I commissioned her to make a demoness bookmark. I vaguely wanted something that could double as a muse for erotic writing. Jaymie applied her usual genius to the task and now I have this wonderful creation.
Please contact Jaymie to get your own amazing piece of magic.
Lately I have been collecting witches. More specifically, I have been collecting art of magical women. I refer to them as my coven and as an anti-social writer, this will probably be the closest I get to joining an actual coven. I thought I would share a coven member every Sunday.
This one is a sketch card from Russ Platt. I don’t know if it is based on a specific character from some other media. I don’t want to know. To me she will always be Naked Cloak Woman. She specializes in Mystery, Obscuration and Flashing.
The amazing Tenebrous Kate was kind enough to do a personal bookmark for myself. I have been reading magic books and it just didn’t seem right to be using mundane bookmarks. I wanted something wicked and beautiful. Kate was gracious enough to bless me with one and now it is a prized possession. Please visit her site and buy all of her stuff.
In other news, I have finished outlining my Choose-You-Own-Erotica story about the alien abduction. Time to put all of my obscure 60’s and 70’s UFO knowledge to use! I will begin writing it today and by my math it will take umm, 25 full writing days to complete. Sheesh.
Have you seen Sense8 on Netflix? You should because it ate up my weekend and it is awesome. I wasn’t hooked until episode 3 but now it is one of my favorites of the year.
Queen Erishella needs more soldiers for her conquering armies! Visit strange new worlds and plunder them! Meet new alien races and fuck them! Protect your Queen from her enemies!
Serve Your Queen!
Enlistment Poster by Loyal Subject, Michael Powell
Ack Ack!
The image here is Vaquel and a Martian from Mars Attacks by the awesome Joe Gravel. For legal reasons I can never do a story about the Martians, plus there is the little fact that they are from Mars and Vaquel would never be in that part of space. Since I can’t do a story, I can at least get some art of them.
What I truly love about the Mars Attacks Martians is that they are total assholes. In the original collector cards, they are psychopaths but in the excellent Tim Burton movie, they are just assholes, plain and simple. They pretend to be peaceful just long enough to slaughter people not because it is a cunning plan, but because they find it funny. There is a lot of fun in that movie and I still love it.
Fun fact: after finishing this card, Joe told me his big inspiration for the interior was Wally Wood. That was remarkable to me because Wally Wood’s erotic sci-fi work was an early inspiration for the Vaquel Di stories.
This lovely picture is a birthday gift from Daisy Danger. It is original clown art from an incarcerated artist. She knows me so well. You can see more of his work here
My wife’s leg is still broken. Eight weeks after they put screws in her leg to keep the bones together, the bones are almost healed. Almost. Right now she is doing physical therapy and watching anything she can find on Netflix.
Three months of a broken leg has done weird things to my mind. At this point she is walking with the help of crutches and I swear, watching her put one foot in front of the other blew my mind. It is like I have never seen her walk before. I caught her standing up on her own and it was like seeing Bigfoot. My brain just couldn’t process it.
My writing has entered a weird phase of “It’s a story, right? Good enough!” I have been able to post a story a week but I am deeply unhappy with the quality of my work. I know a big part of it is that 80% of my brain is devoted to solving the next broken leg logistic problem but I am still disappointed with myself. I want to amaze myself with my writing but all I have felt is indifference lately. On the other hand, it is a freaking miracle I have managed to write anything so there is that.
Michael Powell did this drawing of a not-quite character of mine that I call F-Toy. I use the term not-quite because I have her in my head but I don’t have any stories for her at the moment and she has become a sort of ghost in my head.
Years and years ago, I read an erotica book with a title I can’t remember. It was about a woman who lives with a couple as they train her to be their sex toy. I didn’t like the book because it was more about suppressed the submissive’s identity to nothing and I was still in a romantic frame of mind when it came to BDSM fiction. It also included some sex that was squicky for me which prompted me to trade it in.
The weird part of that book was the last 50 or so pages. That is when you find out that the cellar of the couple’s house has hundreds of sex slaves, all without identity, all masked and all in a sort of sexual limbo of fucking. The ultimate goal is to have the main character become one of these creatures and it sort of baffled me. It was the most interesting part of the book and I wished the whole book was like that.
Now that I am a more mature pervert, my interests have changed. Romantic BDSM holds little interest and I am more intrigued by the surreality of weird fiction. Too much of BDSM fiction deals with the psychological quandaries of desire, submission and motivation. It justifies, quantifies and in my mind, normalizes BDSM to something mundane. Weird fiction however deals with other realities without the hindrance of realism. Things exist because they do and for no other reason. I find myself thinking back to that book that I wonder if that was a theme that I had missed in my younger worldview days.
And that is where F-Toy comes from. Originally I called her Fucktoy but that almost seemed too specific. F can stand for fetish, fantasy or freak. F can be as much of a designation as a number. F-Toy appeals to my sense of mystery. F-Toy also asks the reader or watcher what they think the F stands for.
I don’t have a story for her yet and I doubt at this point that I will. She exists as a concept. A story would tell too much. A story would give her conflict and motivation. A story might unmask her.
So I had a drawing made of her. I wanted to capture her visually if I wasn’t going to do so textually. Maybe it is better this way. F-Toy exists in my head and on paper as the toy she was meant to be.
I also want to take a moment to praise Michael. He took my reference pictures, my incoherent thoughts and my goals and he made it all come to life. He nailed it and it is a special moment when an artist creates what only existed in your head.
This is a sketch card of Vaquel Di by the talented Kabukikatze. She also did the Holly Valentine card I posted recently.
When it comes to Vaquel I often tell the artist that she is a naughty space explorer and they create their own compositions. That way they can work on a level that they are comfortable with and I also get a cute surprise when I see what direction they take.
Since I plan to write all twenty years of her space mission, I also need all the help I can get with story ideas.
This massive piece of art of Queen Erishella was created by Becca. It is too huge for my scanner so you will have to settle for this picture taken by my camera. I apologize for the unclear picture but much like Queen Erishella herself, it is dangerous to gaze on her beauty directly.
I don’t do as many Erishella stories as I would like. Most of it is my fault. When you have an all powerful female character with a kingdom at her command, it is hard to find the conflict necessary for a story. Most of my stories focuses on another character with Erishella being the conflict in their lives. These characters run smack into the immovable sexual object that is the wicked Queen.
The stories I love focus on Erishella dealing with conflicts. The easy way to do this is to have stories where Erishella is somehow depowered or in a weaker position than usual and she overcomes it with her inherent awesomeness. That is also the kind of story I despise when it happens to strong female characters. It is as if writers can’t relate to a strong woman so they have to make her a weak woman to make her interesting.
This is why my position on Erishella stories is to make her a fabulous powerful woman AND give her equally awesome opponents/lovers. My last story, War and Fornication was my ideal embodiment of that concept and I am very proud of it. I want to do more stories like that.
Lately I have found that difficult to do. It can be hard to create awesome characters worthy of a wicked clever queen. It can be difficult to create characters in opposition to evil and not make them more sympathetic. This is why I don’t often write Erishella stories.
Which brings me to something I read once about the writers on the television show, Cheers. The writers were struggling with a scene and they decided to just skip it for now, write something else, and come back later. This is perfectly good advice for writing and I highly recommend it. The head writer however had a different opinion. He said, “What are we, cowards?”. They went back to the scene and finished it.
I love this story because it is fabulously wrong headed and macho, yet it embraces the idea that no problem with writing can’t be overcome.
I think Erishella would approve.