Okay, so as an author, I’ve been following a few authors’ blog tours and a disturbing theme keeps raising its ugly head – that GLBTQ literature isn’t worthy of being called literature or being taken seriously. So where do I start on this topic? How many books are out there in the so-called “normal” world (and I refer to the heterosexual book world) that I wouldn’t use as toilet paper? Yet they’ve been soaked up, drooled over, and made famous by absolutely millions —and yet they are the most slated books in the industry!
I work with an amazing publisher, a most wonderful and talented editor, a phenomenal EIC and assistant EIC who all take their work and our work extremely seriously. And that’s not to mention the other amazing authors that I work with. We have all put our hearts and souls into our work, and that deserves as much credit as any other author gets, irrespective of whether their books have straight themes, or otherwise.
So, I defy any haters or slaters to read one of our books and then let me know what you think. I’m sure you’ll be pleasantly surprised. And for the ladies out there – I write Homoerotic books – but guess what? – The majority of my readers and followers are females. So you really shouldn’t judge a book by its genre! It’s the quality of the writing, story, plots and characters that count…
To me, this is a form of slander that undermines the credibility of (best seller) books/films/TV series, etc. like “Brokeback Mountain” and “Queer as Folk” (just to mention a couple). Don’t you think there were great writers behind those ideas?
Just something to think about…
Kind regards to all, LJ
No truer words can be said—life isn’t always as it seems—especially when it throws a dangerous concoction of its mind-blowing elements straight at you.
Coming from an underprivileged background in the East End of London, Berkeley sets himself the challenge to escape poverty and do well for himself. Armed with a good brain and determination, he succeeds and wants for nothing, but there’s a bitter price to pay. Now the challenge is with himself, and he escapes to the quiet of Tenerife for love, only to lose it promptly. What now? With no career or prospects in the unfamiliar country, what is Berkeley to do? He decides to set up business opening an art gallery, yet knows nothing about art. Comical disasters, veiled threats and visitors of a spiritual nature, believing that he’s to be served up to the Devil himself ensue. The whole experience pushes Berkeley to limits he’s never encountered before, and he learns the hard way that what goes around really does come around to haunt you. Only love and true friendships can bring him back to the real world