Sunday, November 07, 2010

Dark Roasted Biscotti

Here's another of my takes on doing a Biscotti for the always-wonderful Dark Roasted Blend.  I have to say these are a real kick and a treat to put together!

Weirdsville On The Cud

Here's another special piece I did for the great folks at the Aussie site The CudThis time it's about the brilliantly funny Brian G. Hughes.


"A Priest, A Rabbi, and A Minister Walk Into a Bar–"

What?  You've heard that one?  How about: "There once was a man from Nantucket–"

That one too?  What about: "Yer Momma is so–"

Well, here's one who probably haven't ever heard, the one that starts: "There was this guy, named Brian G. Hughes..."

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There was this guy, named Brian G. Hughes.  He was an Einstein, a Salk, a Beethoven, a da Vinci – but he wasn't a physicist, a doctor, a composer, or a painter.  He was, according to the society pages, a rather wealthy box manufacturer and a banker.  But his genus wasn't in cardboard or playing the market.

New York around the turn of the previous century was a pretty dull berg, full of overly stuffed shirts and far-too-puffed-out egos.  It was a dull place, a humorless place, a terribly stiff place – a city, and a society, that Brian G. Hughes saw as needing to be seriously goosed.

And goose it he did: with a flare and a flamboyance that shook New York from Battery Park to Queens.  Take for instance the time he donated a plot of valuable Brooklyn real estate to the city, to be made into a public park.  Great gesture, right?  Fine civic spirit, correct?  That's what the Board of Aldermen thought – until they actually took the time to check it out.  See, the plot of land Brian G. Hughes had donated was only a two-by-six foot plot.  Hey, he never said it would make a big park ...

Then there was the time he donated a mansion to a few well-respectable historical societies, one he claimed the Marquis de Lafayette had lived in during the War of Independence.  "Wow" went the Ladies of those Historical Societies, "What a find."  Until they checked out the real estate and discovered the mansion was actually a dilapidated flophouse in the Bronx.  Seriously lacking in the giggle department, the ladies tried to have him committed.  Now there was a hearing worth attending.

But real estate wasn't the only thing Hughes used in his pranks.  For instance, he would routinely hang out in front of Tiffany's and drop boxes of fake jewels – just to watch people scramble to snatch up the supposed treasures.  Another time he left a set of burglar tools out in front of a building.  Nothing special in that, right?  Well, the building was the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which prompted the – no doubt humorless – curator to close the entire landmark to frantically search for any missing paintings.

Love cats?  Well, Mr. Hughes did – though he hated the pomposity of cat shows.  One time he entered what he claimed was a spectacularly rare species.  The whole of New York was buzzing about this feline masterpiece, and it even won a ribbon, though later on it was revealed that the cat, "Nicodemus, by Broomstick out of Dustpan by Sweeper, the last of the exotic Brindle breed," had actually been a common stray bought from a hobo.

Love horses?  Well, Mr. Hughes ... I think you know where this might be going.  His "Orphan Puldeca, out of Metropolitan by Electricity" thoroughly impressed the horse show crowd, until one sharper-than-average person figured out that "Orphan Puldeca" meant "Often Pulled the Car" and Hughes admitted that his entry was a noble example of a simple trolley horse.

Say you happened to be in a downtown establishment during, alas, a totally unexpected downpour.  Why, look over there: a lovely – and apparently unclaimed – umbrella.  It wouldn't be theft, you argue with yourself.  You'll bring it right back, you conclude.  Except that the instant you opened the umbrella, one of hundreds placed around the city, a banner would unfurl proclaiming that the bumbershoot had been STOLEN FROM BRIAN G. HUGHES.

While Mr. Hughes was, no doubt, a charming person to know it was best not to accept tickets from him as he was known to (tee-hee-hee) print up hundreds different ones to all kinds of events – which never existed.

Then, perhaps the capper to a wonderfully colorful career keeping the too-well-heeled on their toes and putting pepper up the noses of the upper-crusts, he announced that he – at considerable expense and at tremendous personal risk – would embark on an expedition to deepest and no-doubt darkest South American in pursuit of the elusive reetsa.

For weeks New York was on the edge of its manicured toes, gasping in excitement into its perfumed handkerchiefs, as word of the Hughes expedition was leaked out until, just as high society feared they could take no more, it was announced that Hughes would be returning to the island – with a living, breathing resets!

The city was aghast, the city was amazed, the city was riveted.  By the thousands they came down to the docks to watch Hughes return, triumphant, from his perilous journey.  Then, those crowds frozen in suspense, the ship arrived and Hughes made his triumphant appearance – with is captured reetsa...

There was this guy, named Brian G. Hughes, who convinced all of New York City that he'd traveled to South America to capture the mysterious reetsa – that turned out to be a simple farm animal, which he led down the gangplank backwards.  Reetsa, naturally being "a steer" spelled backwards.

Here’s to you, Brian G. Hughes: the man who made an island laugh, a whole city giggle, who brought practical jokes to a whole new, and gloriously special, level: truly the last of a very special exotic brindle breed.

Thursday, November 04, 2010

More Books

Buy These Books!


As some of you may know, I've been working for a great company, run by a fantastic person, and that part of my job is to help find new writers to publish.  I am even more excited – if that were possible – to have been able to help some of my dearest friends, and all of them truly amazing writers, to get their work out there in the form of these brand-new books.

So do me, them, and yourself a favor and pick these up as soon as possible.  You will not be disappointed!

Tuesday, November 02, 2010

AOL Headache

Well, it seems that AOL is being weird with me - so if you have any problems trying to reach me at zobop@aol.com keep trying, or shoot me a message to my mchristianzobop@gmail.com account.

Laura Antoniou In San Francisco!

Not only is Laura Antoniou one of the most-respected erotica writers period but she's also a very old and dear friend of mine so if you're near San Francisco you have to check out these wonderful events with her.  I can't recommend them, and her, enough!


Laura Antoniou will be in San Francisco to party, read from her latest novel, and conduct two workshops November 19-21.


November 19 , (Friday)   Book Release & BDSM Play Party For Laura Antoniou's 'The Marketplace'   8pm An  evening of black-tie debauchery for Femina Potens' Members Only will include the recreation of a BDSM sex scene from The Marketplace, performed for your entertainment and delicious delight. Bring your tux and your flogger.  To become a member today, visit:   https://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/131862

November 20 , (Saturday)  'Cupcakes & Kink'  Sizzle   8-11pm  -  Femina Potens proudly presents SIZZLE, the monthly Bay Area award winning literary erotica series. SIZZLE heats up the Castro every other month, merging internationally acclaimed queer and erotic authors with the Bay Area's top emerging local writers, spoken word artists and performers. SIZZLES' open mic performances regularly reveal the bravest, hottest, most eclectic performers that the Bay Area has to offer. Please welcome  Madison Young, Lorelei Lee, Laura Antoniou, Tina Horn  and CUPCAKES!  ($10) Reserve your spot by here: https://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/131825

November 21 , (Sunday)  Dont Dream It; Be It. Fantasy & Role-Playing Workshop for the Shy with Laura Antoniou   3pm  -  Work out your inner desires into physical realities! ($20) Purchase your advance ticket here:  http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/132737  

November 21 , (Sunday)   For Your Own Good: Using Punishment in your SM Relationships Workshop with Laura Antoniou  5pm  -  Learn the basics for SM play.  Safety, techniques & advice on some corporal fun.    ($20) Reserve your advance ticket here:

Monday, November 01, 2010

Call for Submissions - My Love Of All That Is Bizarre: The Erotic Adventures of Sherlock Holmes


Call for Submissions

My Love Of All That Is Bizarre:
The Erotic Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
Edited By M.Christian


"I know, my dear Watson, that you share my love of all that is bizarre and outside the conventions and humdrum routine of everyday life."
    - Arthur Conan Doyle, The Red-Headed League

An anthology of gay, straight, and lesbian stories exploring erotica in the world of, and featuring, Arthur Conan Doyle's consulting detective, Sherlock Holmes.  To be published by Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions (http://shop.renebooks.com).

Even though Sherlock said, to his companion and friend, Dr. Watson, "The fair sex is your department," writers for this anthology encouraged to play with the role of both sexes, and with a wide range of eroticism, in the famous consulting detective's life.  While every character in the Sherlockian universe is also open to exploration – Moriarty, Mycroft, Watson, Irene Adler, Colonel Sebastian Moran, and all the rest – creative uses of Sherlock himself are encouraged.  

Stories may feature humor, horror, romance, or mystery, but all submissions must be explicitly erotic.  Stories featuring rape, underage characters, homophobia, bestiality or 'violence porn' will not be considered.

Both previously published and original works will be considered.

If you have questions about whether or not your story may work for this anthology, please contact M.Christian at zobop@aol.com with your questions or concerns.

Story length: 1,000 to 5,000 words
Deadline for Submissions: January 1, 2011
Rights: First North American Anthology Rights
Payment: $25, paid on publication

Email submissions should be sent to M.Christian at zobop@aol.com (rtf format only, be sure to include contact information on all attachments)

M.Christian is - among many things - an acknowledged master of erotica with more than 300 stories in such anthologies as Best American Erotica, Best Gay Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bisexual Erotica, Best Fetish Erotica, and many, many other anthologies, magazines, and Web sites.  He is the editor of 25 anthologies including the Best S/M Erotica series, The Burning Pen, Guilty Pleasures, The Mammoth Book of Future Cops and The Mammoth Book of Tales of the Road (with Maxim Jakubowksi) and Confessions, Garden of Perverse, and Amazons (with Sage Vivant) as well as many others.  He is the author of the collections Dirty Words, Speaking Parts, The Bachelor Machine, Licks & Promises, Filthy, Love Without Gun Control, Rude Mechanicals, and Coming Together: M.Christian; and the novels Running Dry, The Very Bloody Marys, Me2, Brushes, and Painted Doll.

M.Christian is also an Associate Publisher for Renaissance E Books.

Suicide Girls Talk To Me



It may be an oldie but it's still a very goodie ... and it's also another bit of Bachelor Machine publicity: an interview with yers truly by no less than the Suicide Girls Web site!