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Midsummer Updates

I always go into something of a lull in late June and early July. Maybe it’s the heat (although here near the Great Lakes we’ve been much luckier than a lot of people temperature-wise). Maybe it’s the grief-iversary at the end of June. Or my birthday earlier in that month putting me in the cheerier version of a “I deserve to slack off a bit” mood.

The idea of lounging in the air conditioning and reading is just so seductive, you know?

And writing, too! I’ve done a bit of that — when I feel like June was a sunny void, a humid ghost of a month that left no trace, I remind myself I did finish three stories during it.

Plus some of what I’ve been reading are the submissions to Erato II — exciting stuff!

Anyway, here are some quick updates of interest to my fellow readers and writers:

This July, Smashwords is holding its annual Summer/Winter site-wide sale. You’ll find fantastic ebooks discounted 25%, 50%, even 75% or free. This includes a number of my titles.

It also includes the anthologies from the New Smut Project – most are 25% off, but Erato is half-off in honor of our open submissions call for the sequel.

If you don’t have a Smashwords account or would rather buy the book more directly, you can get 50% off the Erato ebook at our Gumroad store by using coupon code “EratoIISubmissions“. Plus remember, with discount code “newsmutprojectfan“ you’ll always get $1.00 off our paperbacks purchased through Gumroad, including Erato.

Do you have a flash fiction, prose poem, short-short story, or <1,500-word excerpt from a longer story you’d like to submit to Erato II? We’re open until August 31st (and can negotiate extensions where necessary – life happens). In the anthology guidelines, I get pretty detailed about the kinds of stories we get excited about, and those we’re more lukewarm about (“sex robots,” longtime readers will recite at this point, even as fans of NSP’s books will fondly remember the stories about robots who have sex – yes, those are different kinds of stories!).

I’ve had a poem published! It’s short and, to no one’s surprise, both sensual and haunting. “Three Years After” appears in Tiny Wren Lit’s first anthology of “tiny poems” (10 lines or shorter), All Poems Are Ghosts.

In somewhat sadder news, I learned this week that SinCyr Publishing is closing its doors. They were a landmark in the erotica press landscape for their creative anthologies (I had a story in a volume of Rule 34) and interest in building a consent culture.

SinCyr’s books are now out of print, though you can get paperback copies secondhand through some online stores. I’ll be looking into ways to reprint the stories I’ve published with them, including “Route 34” from Rule 34, “The Solution” from Dancing With Myself (this one’s actually expanding into a book-length work), and “Silver Bracelets” from the femdom anthology Getting It.

So that’s what my July looks like. Hope yours is going well, readers! Keep cool…except when you can be hot in a fun way.

Some 18th-century bondage in the Seattle Erotic Art Festival Literary Art Anthology

I’m psyched to announce that for the second time I’ll be in the annual Literary Art Anthology from SEAF, the Seattle Erotic Art Festival.

If you’re able to get to Seattle, you can get the anthology – and see the art! – at 301 Mercer Street, April 21 – 23. There’s a whole schedule of performances and readings.

In the Festival Store, you can also check out Erato and Cunning Linguists, both for sale there – along with my late beloved John Theriac’s short collection Kinky, Queer Love and my flash omnibus Soft, Sharp, and Tender.

As for the ’23 festival anthology itself, it includes over 30 writers and poets, including not only yours truly but Erato alumnus Micah BlackLight (full disclosure – I invited him to submit to Erato because the story of his I read in the 2018 SEAF anthology, “Surface, Locked, or Buried” is probably the best BDSM science fiction I’ve ever read), poets like Lyssandra Norton, Bill Wolak, and ZenKOAL, and others I’m sure I’m going to become a fan of once I read my contributor’s copy!

My story, “Le Nouvel Abelard,” is a kinky historical piece inspired by two philosophers: first, Peter Abelard, most famous for his castration, really did write about monk bondage and oral fingering in Eden as examples in his ethical ponderings. Then the title and setting evolved as a tribute to Rosseau, who was pretty kinky in his own right. Here’s a sample of what that philosophical inspiration looks like in practice:

Her hands trailed farther, over his breeches, up to the join where they felt so especially, excruciatingly, blissfully tight. She followed the shape and size, appearing thoughtful once again. This expression was one Julien had become used to seeing, but never in a thousand years could he have dared think of her wearing it while regarding his cock.

“I’m afraid,” she said then, “I can’t make all the use of this that I might desire.”

His unbound tongue bounded on—“I recall much Peter Abelard had to say about consent that fails to be rational, desires so far from reality as to—”

He hadn’t been entirely sure how he would complete the sentence, so it relieved him when her hand sealed across his mouth.

“Thank you,” she said with impish politeness. “But I fear I have no mind for such learning now. Your words and wisdom would be wasted on me.”

As her fingers trailed away, stroking his cheek, he asked, “What more would you learn today?”

“I think I have a way to silence you.”

Her hand returned, and his lips parted for it. She stroked with her fingers the way she had with her tongue. If Julien recalled correctly, one of Abelard’s philosophical predecessors, disdaining pleasure, had argued that in Eden, before the Fall, erotic congress had been no more exciting than the putting of a finger into a mouth.

And now Julien agreed, but not in the way that no-doubt celibate man of learning intended.

It was difficult to imagine anything else their bodies might do together could be sweeter than this.

To be soft, to be yielding, to be filled with her—to see the delight in her eyes, hear her breathing roughen—to taste the salt on her skin.

Her other hand went to his shoulder and pressed down. He yielded to this, too, until she had him lying on his back, tied hands resting over his head. She straddled him and pulled at what seemed like endless lengths of silk, baring her legs. Not as pale as her powdered face, nor as silken as her stockings—there was even a bruise midway up one thigh suggesting she had stumbled, inattentive, against some piece of furniture. So scholarship in his schoolroom had not completely tamed the impulses that sent her galloping in high spirits about the estate.

As if Julien needed further proof of it.

Poetry

I’ve talked about it in my newsletter and on social media, but I’m not sure I’ve yet broken the news here on this blog that my longstanding interest in reading poetry has, over the past year or so, turned into an interest in writing poetry.

It’s not completely out of nowhere – in 2018 I wrote a poem that appeared in the “Birth Control” issue from the much-missed Cliterature feminist journal. And “By Steam and By Sail,” in Litro, is a prose poem (I was challenging Carole Maso, particularly her Aureole, when I wrote it – indeed the bit of French slang that inspired the whole piece came from the first part of the book, “The Women Wash Lentils”).

Still, it surprised me as much as anyone. The kickoff was when I had some concepts I wanted to write out as stories, but couldn’t quite make work as a thousand+ words of prose. I started writing in lines and stanzas instead, and playing with sounds, and….

Fast forward to this winter, when I received my first acceptance! “Three Years After,” a six-line poem about intimacy and loss, will appear in Tiny Wren Lit’s anthology All Poems Are Ghosts.

Tiny Wren makes beautiful little chapbooks and I look forward to sharing this one with you when it’s published!

Maybe it’s no surprise that quite a few of my poems are about grief – but it’s also no surprise, I’m sure, that a ton of them are about sex. I entered a sheaf of especially queer sex poems (or especially sexy queer poems?) into the 2022 Penrose Prize for Excellence in Poetry from LGBTQIA+ Writers and I’m delighted to share that they made it onto the longlist!

You can see the full list and read the 3 winning poems on the Death Rattle/Oroboro Lit Journal site.

I’ll be looking for final homes for my Penrose entries this year – I really cannot wait to share them with you!

(Also, keep an eye on The Whorticulturalist, who accepted an early and very sexy narrative poem from me last summer.)

In the meantime, I’m continuing to share excerpts of poetry I’ve loved reading on my Tumblr, and also on the Tumblr of the New Smut Project – speaking of which, if you have erotic prose poetry or flash fiction seeking a home, NSP opens to submissions for Erato II, our second anthology of short-short pieces, on April 2nd! Full guidelines are here.

“For Myself” in Delicate Friend’s BODYLOVE issue and other updates

I’m delighted to announce my flash piece about self love on a sunny day, “For Myself,” has been reprinted in Delicate Friend, a quarterly literary magazine about eroticism and other forms of desire.

Clicking the cover below will take you to the full issue.

I’m very grateful to the editors at Delicate Friend, not only for including this story but also for remaining willing to work with me after their acceptance email landed in my spam folder, where it languished for the better part of a week before I did my irregular checking-if-anything-good-got-accidentaly-caught-by-the-filter check. If anyone needs a vivid reminder to check their spam folders more often – there you go.

If you haven’t had the chance to check out two February anthology releases, my femdom monster erotica piece “Her Lure and Jesses” is out in Beastly Tales and an expanded version of my BDSM science fiction romance “What He Brought Home” is out in Union.

Outside of writing (including irregular email checking, composing newsletter announcements, and failing to post on this blog on actual anthology release dates) life has been busy, mostly in a good way. Guinevere Chase and I are polishing the guidelines for Erato II so I’ll hopefully be sharing those soon!

Until next time – happy reading.

New Flash story in “Marriage”

My flash piece, “Mine,” appears in Pure Slush Books / Bequem Publishing’s Marriage anthology. The latest in their Lifespan series, Marriage collects poetry and prose on all aspects of marriage and long-term cohabitation, including what my story tackles – sex and infidelity.

My legs wrapped around him, so passionately it threatened to roll us to the other side of the
bed. To his side, with its single thick ergonomic pillow. He pushed down with his hips, returning
my passion, but also pinning me in place.

-“Mine”

“Mine” is a prequel of sorts to my story “The Solution” in the Dancing with Myself anthology – which, by the way, may be going out of print soon, though it’s still available on Amazon, iBooks, and Kobo. It’s a sizzling collection of self-love erotica I’d hate for you to miss!

“The one who smelled of vanilla. Whose scent, rising from his skin as he curled around my body in bed, had started all of this.” – The Solution

I’ve also been working on other interlinked stories that take place between “Mine” and “The Solution,” exploring betrayal, freedom, possessiveness, honesty, and desire.

You can read other excerpts from the Marriage anthology at Pure Slush’s blog post, “A Taste of Marriage.”

It’s available in Kindle format and as an epub and paperback through Lulu.com. (It’s not available as paperback through Amazon because the retail price would be prohibitive, and as the editor put it in an email, “Jeff Bezos is rich enough.” I won’t argue with that!)

“Coming Soon” is no longer coming: it’s here!

Today is the release day for Coming Soon, which includes my femdom menage story, “Exceptional Service.”

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This piece was cooked up after dinner with my partner at a rather nice establishment with a waitress who was attentive enough…but mostly to him. And she did that thing many waitstaff do, giving my credit card back…to him. Presumably because he was “the man”(even though as my bigender girlfriend and I liked to point out to each other, they were just giving the card to a woman either way). But on the drive home I suggested, to keep from getting too irritated, that maybe she was just very into his gorgeous self. A motive I completely understood. Theriac agreed and proposed a way to tip a very attentive waitress who is very into your sub. 

Helen, the heroine in “Exceptional Service,” is actually into both members of the couple and attentive enough to return the credit card to the woman whose name is on it. Maybe that’s why, along with her tip, she receives a phone number at the end of their meal, an offer she decides to take them up on…

Coming Soon is available most places books are sold, including

Amazon

Bookshop.org

Barnes & Noble

Better World Books

IndieBound

Love’s Sweet Arrow

Powell’s

Indigo

Books-a-Million

Why your story was rejected: Tales from the slush pile

Just over year ago, the New Smut Project opened to submissions for Erato. We had room to publish pieces from up to 50 authors. We received submissions from over 300.

Stories we accepted including science-fiction prose poetry about a polyamorous triad on a diplomatic mission, a kinky story written entirely in dialogue, hilarious historical fiction, sexy novel excerpts, and translations from Spanish. We found beautiful pieces that subverted expectations, played with tropes, and celebrated many variations of gender expression and sexual preferences.

But then we had to reject all the rest. Understandably, “We didn’t have enough room to fit this is” isn’t the most satisfying explanation for a writer whose story has been rejected. Why, you want to know, did we strive to make room for some, but not for others?

Here are some observations from my reading of the slushpile. While Erato is an erotic flash fiction anthology, I think many ideas hold across forms and genres. I hope they will prove useful for writers, for readers wondering what happens behind the scenes, and for other editors (especially newish ones like us) who might feel less alone.

The #1 thing you can do to improve your acceptance rate is to read the submission guidelines. The guidelines are there for a reason. (I have a future blog post in my drafts meditating on what we put in the guidelines, why, and how they worked out.) If your story doesn’t fit the call, send it to where it will fit instead.

If your story does fit the call, please use the file format the guidelines request, include the info in your cover letter that we ask for, and use the subject line we suggest so your email doesn’t get eaten by the spam filter.

This isn’t a matter of editors seeking docile authors to boss around. The authors I’ve been most grateful for as an NSP editor are the ones who ask questions, make suggestions, and call me out when I slip up. They help me improve, and they do that by being engaged and helping me achieve the goals we both share. Following the guidelines is a quick way to show you are engaged, that you care, that you’re vibing with the editors’ goals. Plus, seriously, the spam filter eats stuff, take the lifeline I throw you in the form of a recommended subject line.

The #2 tactic to improve your odds of acceptance is to proofread/self-edit, not just for the absence of typos, but for vividness, clarity, coherence, a sense of giving a damn and having something to say. Hunt down your pleonasms. Make sure each sentence is interesting. A typo won’t sink an otherwise great story, although I do calculate necessary copyediting time, and a story that requires a lot of effort to be made readable needs a lot of awesome to outweigh that. A story draft with widespread infelicity, whatever its promise, should be nurtured before it reaches my desk–by the author, a beta reader, fellow workshop participants, a hired copyeditor, someone.

Despite my love of well-written sentences, however, our initial rejection decisions mostly came about from content, not style.

  • Failure one: The story wasn’t erotica or erotic. We specifically said “submissions should be arousing” to drive this idea home. Yet we received pieces that were excellent examples of other genres–including horror stories so accomplished that co-editors had to leave each other content warnings in our submission notes so nobody read one during lunch or before bed. I’ll just say that I didn’t expect serial killers to appear in response to my call for submissions for a “sex-positive” anthology with numerous pastel cover art mockups. I suppose the thought process here might have been “well, I won’t self-reject,” and I respect that. In theory. In practice, sometimes you have to self-reject to save yourself and the editors’ time, not to mention peace of mind and/or stomach.
  • To say nothing of the serial rapist stories, by which I mean both stories about serial rapists and certain authors who sent multiple stories about rapists, and a few stories about underage characters, none of which we did, could, or wanted to accept. And our guidelines made this clear, even if the surrounding pastel covers of smiling adults didn’t (hint: they did).*

Yeah, nonconsensually receiving stories about nonconsensual sex is a trip. Moving on, more unsubtle failures to read or follow the guidelines:

  • We had a few people send stories way over 2,000 words, or more than 3 stories–multiple authors sent four pieces “because they’re short.” Dude, this is a call for flash fiction, they’re meant to be. A surprising number of people failed to write the story’s title in the subject line as we asked, although they did write “Submission” as we asked. Go figure. And some sent PDFs or Pages files even though we offered a smorgasbord of options I can actually open on my non-Mac and edit (if I ever accept a story that’s only available in PDF, I can tell you I am not the person doing the work of getting it into a copyeditable format).
  • We didn’t think our guidelines for a sex-positive erotica anthology would have to explicitly suggest “try writing sex between characters who actually like each other” and/or “try writing sex between characters who actually like having sex.” So another unexpectedly common reason we rejected stories was because they were about people having sex they didn’t enjoy with people they didn’t like–or one or the other; either on its own was enough to sink a story for our purposes. And I’m not talking about “enemies to lovers” jaunts; these lacked the passion (or the character growth, which to be fair is hard to achieve in <2,000 words, though not impossible). Instead, they just left me with a sort of grimy ennui. I felt less sexy for reading them. The opposite of the Erato experience.
    • So is it, as my girlfriend said when I complained to him, “so hard to write enthusiastically consenting adults doing sexy things?” I think the problem is people try to inject “conflict” because they believe a story needs to have it. And despising the person you’re with does create conflict. But what a story really needs is tension, which can arise from many sources**–such as the pull of desire. As a reader, I love to be moved by the thrill of discovery (something stories of people with Playboy’s idea of a perfect body having mechanically perfect PIV sex lack, for that matter). And effective suspense in erotica may come less from will they/won’t they and more from when and how will they? Overall, then, interpersonal conflict is not the only option, nor, for our purposes, the best. Especially when our guidelines suggested other sources of conflict, like “two lovers vs. one’s arousal nonconcordance”!
    • The other thing is, some “conflict” left us wondering if the characters wouldn’t have been better off if they hadn’t tried to have sex in the first place. NOT the best fit for a sex-positive anthology! (By “sex positive” we at NSP don’t mean sex is always positive, but that we are interested in exploring the ways and times when sex is a positive force in people’s lives. This can include stories where characters reclaim their sexuality after previous traumatic experiences, like Annabeth Leong’s “Return to Rope” in Between the Shores.) Some of the stories we received seemed to carry the message “sexual desire is bad and you’ll be punished for it.” Yeah, no thanks. Literary sex does not have to be bad. Enjoying yourself is not something only mindless plebes do.
  • Numerous stories, despite our body-positive guidelines, were based on the idea that a huge cock on its own is sexy, and the absence of one is tragic. Similar if a little less strident were the representations of flat stomachs, washboard abs, and large breasts (but not too large, lest the woman they’re attached to also become large). Does any of this actually work for people? I mean, no shame; certainly the erotica I read and write has been known to revisit particular fantasies with only moderate variations. But Erato is for people who got bored of these particular fantasies of “perfect” bodies, or were never into or included in them in the first place.
  • You’ll likely be rejected if you think it’s cool to send a feminist-identified erotica call a story where the male protagonist only identifies his female sex partners by their hair colors.
  • Or if the writing is, as they say, “visually oriented” but you seem never to have actually looked at a flesh-and-blood woman in your life. Much less imagined what it’s like to be one. No, our bodies (cis or trans), minds, and/or social roles don’t work like that — however much you might wish they did.
  • When writing erotica, remember you’re competing with visual porn: a story that’s a list of actions without sensory detail, characterization, or emotional stakes (not necessarily romantic), so that we could be watching just anyone have sex, isn’t an improvement on going to the many websites where we can literally watch just about anyone having sex.

Other problems showed up long before we even read the attached story:

  • You don’t need to explain your story in the cover letter (except in rare cases where the call for submissions asks you to do that). It’s a 2,000-word story; we don’t need to pre-game by reading another 250 words of summary or explanation of your symbolism…or, awkwardly, autobiography where you explain the heroine isn’t precisely your ex-girlfriend but does share her initials and hair color and maybe a few more identifiable details… Editing erotica is a fraught area of pseudo-intimacy anyway, and some authorial background information is helpful (“This is an #OwnVoices piece because like the main character, I have fibromyalgia”; “When not writing bondage erotica, I’m a rigger for Cirque du Soleil”), but don’t make it weird with TMI. Especially TMI about a third party who doesn’t know you’re writing to us about her (yeah, it’s usually a her).
  • Not a cause for rejection on its own, but a tip: You don’t need to include the copyright symbol in your cover letter or at the beginning or end of your story.
  • A few people spelled the anthology’s title as Erota. I don’t blame them for a slip of the fingers, but I do wonder why they didn’t proofread before hitting “send,” or didn’t copy & paste our own spelling from the guidelines, my usual technique. I also recommend doing this for the editors’ names, which for Erato submitters who did this prevented the embarrassment of writing to “Mr” anyone (we have no Mr.s on our editorial team; meanwhile, “Sirs and Madams” doesn’t cover the full range of genders). “Dear Alex Mill and T.C. Mill” is perfectly fine, and more polite than “Dear Mr. T.C. Mill and Mr. Alex Freeman” actually!
  • A weak story title can be redone, a bland title may become memorable if it’s attached to a fantastic story, and frankly we saw some amazing titles that went over terrible stories. But there were also some pieces I predicted I’d reject just from the title, and proved correct. And there were two or three pennames I just flat-out said NO to. You should sound like a writer and not a cartoon character. Not least for the sake of the people adjacent to you on the Table of Contents.
  • You only need to list 2-3 previous publications in your cover letter–the most recent, the best, and/or those most similar to the place you’re submitting to now. Since this is flash fiction, it’s possible to send a list of publications longer than the actual submission. But it won’t do you any good.

Okay, past the cover letter, let’s talk about my own favorite aspect of stories: style…or lack thereof. Stories that were consistently nongrammatical worked as prose poetry. But we did read some pieces with issues like:

  • Point of View, often using too distant or inconsistent a POV. Most readers expect one POV per scene, and especially in flash fiction most stories only need one POV (though we published some submissions that skillfully used multiple!). What you want to avoid is a jarring “head hop” effect where we can never tell whose perspective a given sentence is from, or a POV so distant we can’t really get a feel for the people or events. It’s difficult to make a pure omniscient narrator work in the 21st century–not impossible, but an uphill battle. And the lower slopes are littered with the fallen bodies of those who tried.
    • Yeah, as I often say as well as demonstrate, metaphors are a realm of potentially great reward and certainly great risk.
  • Dialogue: if it’s wooden, hard to follow, tagged distractingly, tagged confusingly, or so poorly punctuated it’ll take your copyeditor an hour to fix your story, rejection becomes likely.
  • Showing vs telling: especially finding a balance–too much of either can make a story boring, either vague or deathly slow-paced.
  • Tone: lots of different tones can be erotic–humorous, bawdy, romantic, wistful, thoughtful, urgent, curious, even frustrated or bittersweet. But others just aren’t. Even when characters liked each other and enjoyed the sex they had, the author sometimes didn’t seem to feel that way. Their tone of arch smugness sneered at the characters for daring to be sexual (especially while old, or fat, or otherwise marginalized). Contemptuous =/= sexy. Neither do whiny, egotistical, or contagiously miserable.
  • There were also stories where word choice was all over the place so that we couldn’t figure out what we were supposed to be feeling. Victorianisms alongside neologisms alongside “betwixt her buxom tatas.” Yes, laughter is sexy, but see also what I said above about being a writer and not a cartoon character.
  • Speaking of probably unintentional hilarity, we spotted malapropisms suggesting a bad relationship with the Muse of Langauge or with one’s beta reader. Rye smiles, the peeks of her breasts, and so on in that vain (sic). Slip-ups happen to the best of us; I’ve been known to type “there” when I mean “their” because my brain knows better but my fingers don’t. Even so.
  • One or two stories were so overwritten it took teamwork, and guesswork, to figure out what they were depicting. After answering “What’s this author on about?” the next question usually was “Why couldn’t they just say that?”
  • Other stories were so underwritten that the proverbial Ikea manual was sexier.

A picture of the fun-looking little guy who illustrates IKEA assembly directions.

Meet my new crush. Let’s pretend he’s asking “So honey, what are you wearing?’ in the image to the right, and for bonus points, let’s pretend I photoshopped the booklet he’s holding to have ERATO’s cover. And of course his honey is wearing many shades of beige.

  • Again, a typo, even on the first page, won’t get you automatically rejected. But I observed many stories we rejected for other reasons had typos on the first page. Might not be a coincidence.

Length is an especially live issue with flash fiction, but these snarls also appear in short stories, novels, essays, even poems:

  • Your story was too long, even if it was within the guidelines: too slow-paced, pleonastic, padded, or meandering to an unclear destination.
    • I’m not sure we accepted any story that began with a “how we met” summary.  Some include brief “how we met” flashbacks that I think work quite well, but they tend to open with immediate action, a strong image, a line of dialogue, something that connects with the reader.
    • With respect to Salinger, and those who enjoy starting with the David Copperfield crap (it certainly has its place in longer stories!)–skip it here.
    • One secret recipe–-and my not-so-platonic Platonic Ideal of submissions–is to start the story at the sex (or in the middle of the sex, or in a breather between sex). We can figure out who these people are and why they’re in bed together as we proceed.
      • Generally speaking, the reader who turns to erotic flash fiction is in search of friction-inducing hotness now. So opening with a meet cute 5 years before the lust blossoms doesn’t work for them. (Again, flashing back to one can work, though.)
      • Then again, I often start my stories in the midst of a sex scene and they *still* grow to 4,000 or 5,000 words long.  Flash fiction is, indeed, hard.
  • On the flip side, your story was too short: it failed to expand on interesting events, to add characterization or feeling. Not evocative. You made a flash fiction by writing the synopsis of a longer story–and people don’t often read synopses for fun. In general, and in my humble opinion, flash is too short for much summary: what I love about it is its reliance on vivid scenes.
  • OR you made a flash fiction by chopping off the first few thousand words of a longer story–I think opening in media res is rewarding when done well, but it’s also a challenge. For some stories we thought the writing was great and not overwritten, but we still scratched our heads at the context or lack thereof. One reason I like stories that open with characters in bed is because it’s pretty clear what they’re doing and how they got there (they liked each other and wanted to be–right?).

And then we rejected some stories for failures of personal taste.

  • Everybody’s id is different. Plus we were balancing the joys and dismays of 3 co-editors and the anticipated tastes of Erato’s readers. I’m so grateful to my co-editors for the balance they provided; if I picked every piece I liked, the tone of the anthology would have ended up more bittersweet with some candy-fluff whiplash.
  • This is to say: a story can be quite good and still be rejected for subjective reasons.
  • And everyone’s idea of a buzzkill is different.
  • And yet…if you inject a paragraph about the protagonist’s mother or child in the midst of a sex scene and you’re getting lots of rejections, I’d suggest deleting that paragraph. It will only help.

Also, a story can never stand on its own in a slushpile full of hundreds of stories.

  • Most painful were the wonderful stories that happened to cover the exact same topic in the same way as three other equally or more wonderful stories.
  • And then at least ten people sent in versions of something we didn’t care for–what is up with sex robots? (We did publish a story about android sex, but it was about two characters connecting, not one character interacting with a flashy sex toy. And it’s not like we didn’t accept excellent stories about masturbation either! But authors who included sex robots got distracted by the shiny toy and generally failed to tell us anything new or interesting about sex. It didn’t help that the sex robots tended to step out from the pages of Playboy and enact bog-standard fantasies.)
  • Meanwhile I discovered some pairings were unexpectedly rare–NB/NB I realized might be thinner on the ground, but we also had very, very few NB/M pairings compared to NB/F ones. Also some premises, settings, and kinks didn’t show up as anticipated. I don’t think this is something you could determine going by published works, because I believe some get published disproportionately–maybe because editors are so pleased to finally see some. And hey, I’ve been the token femdom writer before, so I kind of get it.

Here is probably the most controversial reason for rejection (or maybe it isn’t but it puts me in a spitfire mood): This story of yours is actually quite good and interesting. But the other piece(s) you submitted to our call were horrible, either in terms of craft failure or especially because they revealed a weird (mis)understanding of how to write sex–or write about women or gay or black or disabled people. And it made us not want to work with you.

Rejections aren’t personal. In Erato’s crowded field, I had to reject people I’m friendly with and authors whose stories I’ve read elsewhere and admired. No editor accepts your work just to be nice to you (and tell that to your imposter syndrome if it claims otherwise!). But if I have to say no to people I like, I’m very much not inclined to accept stories from people I don’t get the impression really like me. There’s some stuff it’s just rude to send a queer woman who asked for “sex positive, body positive” and consensual sex stories. Even here, though, it’s most importantly a matter of business: I try to include authors I can trust to promote the anthology without saying something flat-out against the spirit of it!

I don’t need to agree with authors on everything, and there are times I’ve benefitted from pushback or a new perspective. But that helpful pushback generally doesn’t come from the person who sent us one really good story and one story from the POV of a self-confessed rapist. Or sex killer. Or just a whiny misogynist.

(It’s not that I identify the author with these characters; I’m happy to trust they’re very different in person! But if the author thinks these stories fit the pastel-covered, sex-positive feminist-identified anthology, or doesn’t care…you see my problem.)

***

This blog post based on my experience co-editing Erato is far too long to itself be submitted to Erato–at least if I take the guidelines seriously. As I should. But these thoughts have been simmering the past year (in between other life stuff, and personal tragedy and transformation, plus the actual editing and construction of the anthology). I think it’s time to share them with curious readers and writers who they may help!

Also…I’m not saying a new call for submissions will be appearing from NSP soon, but…if you’re a champion breath-holder, you could give it a try.

Endnotes:

*Regarding noncon, I came across an interesting stat: Lonnie Barbach, editing The Erotic Edge in 1993, observed “Of the stories submitted by men, almost twenty percent dealt with [rape and forced sex]. The protagonists of these stories, usually male authority figures–judges, policemen, and teachers–use the power of their positions to get women to submit sexually. Only one woman wrote a story based on coercive sex. I included none of these stories because I believe without the consent of both parties, the sexual experience is really about coercion or violence, neither of which is compatible with eros.”

Barbach puts it well, though in my experience the gender breakdown is rather different. Women write nonconsent fantasies as well (which is perfectly fine), and sometimes even submit them to publications that have asked not to see them (less fine, and painfully ironic). I also remember receiving a story during our first calls for Heart, Body, Soul and Between the Shores, written by a man about, iirc, a policewoman using her authority to force sexual submission. A session or two of a gender studies course might fruitfully explore what’s going on there, and I like femdom, but what I don’t like is getting nonconsensual stories when I have explicitly expressed that I will not consider publishing them.

I wonder if Barbach’s guidelines included a message to the effect of “all characters must express their consent”–perhaps not, since it was almost 20 years ago, before I think “affirmative consent” became a catchphrase, and she might not have anticipated the particular responses she got. Even so, let’s just say you should probably take it as a given that no erotica market wants to publish stories about nonconsensual sex (maybe they can’t for legal/distribution-related reasons). Dubcon, edgy roleplay, and similar realms of fantasy are usually, in my experience, described explicitly as something the market is good with seeing if it’s something they’re able to publish.

**My intuition that “conflict” is not actually necessary to a story received unexpected backup in Henry Lein’s essay for SFWA, which observes “conflict” is a development of modern Western literary criticism. As a counterexample, Eastern storytelling makes use of a four-act structure based not on conflict or tension but on harmonizing elements and incorporating revelations.

Another counterexample is poetry, which holds the reader’s attention but not by using conflict or leaving you in suspense about the ending (at least not as suspense is generally considered). Flash fiction shades into prose poetry, so the techniques and structures likely work for both. At least they do for this one reader.

Smart, seductive, short: Erato comes out tomorrow

The New Smut Project’s third anthology of literary erotica is released October 24, 2020.

Each individual story is short (6 pages or less), but with fifty of them, there’s quite a lot of erotic adventure within.

Explore Paleolithic caves and far-flung planets, seduced with magic, mythology, and dreams while wryly acknowledging the reality that sometimes sex requires stretching. Alongside old favorites like temperature play and strap-ons, have you considered the erotic potential of shaving or a handful of coins?

Characters who are cis, trans, and nonbinary explore their desires, whether gay, straight, lesbian, bi and pan, or ace! With flash fiction from experienced storytellers and hot new talent, there’s no need to “skip to the good parts” in this collection: every moment will caress the senses and linger in the mind, while being short enough to read over a cup of coffee or during a bus ride. 

Curious? Find excerpts and author interviews at the New Smut Project blog

You can order Erato through the following links:

Ebook at Gumroad with discount
Paperback at Gumroad with discount
Smashwords
Amazon
Many other retailers through Books2Read
I’ve also set up book Bundles at Gumroad:

Ebook Bundle
Readers often buy both of our first anthologies together, which is no surprise, as we couldn’t pick between them ourselves! With the release of our latest publication, Erato, this bundle saves you $3 by ordering all three ebooks as one unit. Buy from Gumroad »


Paperback Bundle
Save $10 by ordering all 3 paperbacks from the New Smut Project together: Between the Shores; Heart, Body, Soul; and  Erato: Flash Fiction. Buy from Gumroad»

Anthologies I dream of editing

Maybe it’s the full flush of our submissions period (260+ authors have sent us a truly uncountable number of stories, and there’s still a week to send more in!). Maybe it’s quarantine. But I keep coming up with ideas for erotica anthologies.

Reading submissions has shown some interesting gaps in the genre. That and spending my downtime browsing Reddit–specifically subs like AITA and relationship advice ones–has made me once again aware of how desperately we need better narratives about sex.

  • Also, the fact that we have more wonderful submissions than we can ever fit into one anthology is inspiring me to think of Erato II already. There are some alterations to the guidelines that would make short-short fiction more competitive, but basically everything in our Easy Sells category will remain a priority.
  • One thing I can’t get enough of in NSP submissions or anywhere else? Pegging. The one thing I haven’t found an anthology 100% focused on? Pegging! (An exception is the Turning the Tables anthology from Storm Moon press, which was great, but came out several years ago and only contains four stories.) So what do I want to edit? An anthology of the best pegging erotica! I don’t think it’ll be a New Smut Project title necessarily (the focus is narrow for NSP, which aims for ambitiously inclusive anthologies), but maybe a project of my own? Accordingly, I’ve added a list for my MailChimp newsletter specifically to send out alerts about anthologies I’m editing. You can subscribe here.
  • All those cyborg and sex robot stories we received in the first flush of Erato submissions had the editorial team and our friends brainstorming about what makes a good instance of that subgenre. And, hey, He, She and It and The Silver Metal Lover both turned me on… Anyway, my partner and I struck upon the most important part of any anthology: an excruciatingly punny title. AI <3 U is maybe coming to some bookstore somewhere near you at some point in the future, but at least now the title is burned into your memory.
  • Speaking of science fiction, Erato has received a lot of awesome F/F spec fic. Enough that one could put together a strong anthology of just that. And has anyone? Sapphics in Space? Again, the focus is a little narrow for NSP, but it might be a good choice for someone to pitch to a publisher who does themed F/F anthologies, like Bold Strokes Books or Cleis Press. That someone doesn’t have to be me, and if you take this idea and run with it, it’s a gift, not a theft.
  • My co-editor Guinevere Chase asks only two things: “couples with different libidos, making it work with lots of love and understanding and excitement and creativity” and “authors making love to the language like their characters are making love on the page”. For that second topic, I haven’t yet come up with a concise brief or pitch–Guinevere’s is really good on its own–but I do have the title: Cunning Linguists.
  • As for couples with different libidos–okay, here the Reddit reading is getting to me. Straight people, among others, desperately need to be more creative. I don’t mean swinging-from-the-ceiling kink extravaganzas (I don’t not mean that either), but just a realization that intimacy other than “penetration to mutual orgasm” does count as sex! Enter Alternative Options, a spiritual sequel/younger sister to Between the Shores, which will feature couples who enjoy “nontraditional” sex or kink because things like vaginismus, erectile dysfunction, mixed libidos, lowered ability to orgasm as a side effect of medications like antidepressants, fear of pregnancy, the reality of how arousal works for many people, etc. make the “penetration to mutual orgasm” model a poor fit. And/or just because they don’t like that model. I’m not a huge fan myself, and I like it less and less by the day as I (productivate on Reddit’s misery subs) see how being trapped in it makes people miserable for little good reason.
  • I’d want the final antho to be inclusive of all genders & sexualities, with each story subverting the Norm (though the Norm itself more or less assumes a cisgender heterosexual couple, it’s not like LGBTQIA+ people aren’t also expected to conform to it–“Which one of you is the man,” etc. By which they mean “Surely the long-haired vegetable never wears the strap-on” [click through for full quote from Mae Martin’s routine]. As a longish-haired vegetable myself, I resent that). So this antho can include a nonbinary person and their male partner where one of them has erectile dysfunction, or an F/F story where one or both partners take an antidepressant that makes orgasm less likely, or vice-versa for either of those pairings & concepts, along with a F/M couple where her arousal nonconcordance means she’s not wet or ready enough for penetration but still wants to enjoy intimacy and pleasure. Stuff that can affect you even if you’re not aiming for PIV (or penetration at all).
  • Speaking of subverting norms, I remember Alex Freeman and I once brainstormed an NSP anthology of Billionaire Erotica for the Rest of Us–basically anything but maledom billionaire/femsub ingenue pairings. Has the time for that passed? Or might it come again?
  • Anyway, by this point I’m just spitballing with no intended follow-up, but speaking more of breaking rules: a collection of 35 short stories (not necessarily erotica) that each depict a heroine breaking one of The Rules (or a rule from its many sequels) would be on my to-read list SO FAST. Not all of the stories would be happy–some of The Rules actually are good advice, like “Don’t expect a man to change” or “Don’t date a married man” or “Love only those who love you”. But they’d all be absolutely fascinating. And I really want to be a fly on the wall when someone breaks Rule 31, “Don’t discuss The Rules with your therapist.
  • (That rule is such a red flag that a red flag parade just broke social distancing orders to march down my street.)
  • On the one hand, I’m not 100% sure how one would break rule #1 and be “A creature like any other,” but apparently a “Creature Unlike Any Other” is “always stylish, smiling, fit and feminine” which…doesn’t exactly break any molds. Maybe a story about a frumpy, grumpy, but goodhearted tomboy who makes friends with other women who share her interests? “We ARE like other girls, and that’s okay”?

Wow, when I write it all out like that it is quite a list. What do you think? Would you want to read one of these anthologies, or write for one, or edit one?

For updates on any of these projects–which might not come for a while, since editing Erato is still my first priority, plus my day-job copyediting–you can sign up for the New Smut Project newsletter, if they turn out to be NSP projects. OR for any anthos I edit in the future, wherever they come out from, you can subscribe to my newsletter specifically for updates on “Anthologies Edited by T.C. Mill”. Neither are going to bombard your inbox frequently, but you might get some good news in times to come.

Conversely, do you want to edit or claim some of these ideas? I’d appreciate it if you dropped a line letting me know! And maybe you’d be interested in having a slush reader and copyeditor on your team? tc dot mill at yahoo dot com — I’d love to hear from you!

(Though, not to be greedy, but I’m a bit territorial over Erato II for obvious reasons, as well as Alternative Options, Cunning Linguists [Guinevere should have first dibs on editing those concepts] and Best Pegging Erotica. Not that I don’t want to read someone else’s take on an anthology that overlaps with the ideas–Erato was created partially because I loved flash anthologies like Five-Minute Erotica, and I want to edit a pegging erotica antho in part because I have trouble finding as much pegging erotica as I want. But I’m also going to be doing those myself, almost certainly, in the next few years. Knock on wood, bow to the alter of the Muse, etc.)

Cosmic, uncanny, and erotic

Out this month, Mystique is an anthology of gay and lesbian erotic fantasy romance. My piece in it, “The Passion of Her Sleep,” is a Poe-inspired f/f love story, eerie, erotic, and sweet…

The elevator pitch–by which I mean what I’d ramble at you were you trapped in an elevator with me–is “Madeline Usher meets a beautiful, clever, and brilliant lady and lover in a dreamworld that is sort of the Masque of the Red Death, but much, much sexier. Together, can they escape the general grimness of storylines from Edgar Allan Poe?”

MYSTIQUE is currently available on the Aurelia Leo website and on Amazon. A paperback and audiobook version are coming soon!

 

An excerpt:

Ashtophet approaches, smiling. 

“You always find me,” Madeline says. 

“I’m always searching for you.”

Heat stirs under her skin. “I…” And words cascade from her, like the streams from the fountains feeding the pools. “I tried searching, too, in a way. I’m sorry it took so long. It used to be that I had trouble staying awake. Now I seem to have trouble falling asleep.”

Ashtophet’s beautiful lips form a frown. “That’s unlucky.”

“I’m an unlucky woman.” She looks down. Dampened from brushing the wet paving stones, the hem of her pale gown has become as clear as glass. “Please excuse my complaints. I’m not wholly unlucky. After all, you continue finding me.”

Ashtophet’s laughter is as musical as the fountains, and it brings Madeline’s head up. “Every night, I look forward to the search.”

“It’s how you choose to spend your dreams?”

“True.” She appears a little surprised at the idea, or simply amused. “Wandering this strange place—this beautiful place—witnessing all that happens here, though holding back from joining it myself… It’s been restful for me.” Ashtophet shifts on her feet. “And I’ve found you, another observer.”

“It’s not that I need the rest here,” Madeline admits, “so much as I don’t know how to begin to participate.” 

“And would you…like to?” Now Ashtophet’s gaze falls. Madeline follows it, landing on a tangle of orange and violet-striped flowers with lacy stems and leaves. A gentle breeze makes the petals dance while neither of them speaks.

“Would you?” she finally asks.

“Like you, I’m unsure how to begin.”

A cry carries across the pool—not alarmed but full-throated and exuberant. Waves surge, lifting sheets of water over the tiles. Even on the ground, its puddles appear black, almost bottomless. 

“I don’t know how to swim,” Madeline says.

“I don’t often have the chance to.”

“Shall we step in anyway? They’re wading on this side.” Even as she speaks, Madeline kicks off her slippers. The earth around the flowers is soft and surprisingly warm against her soles.

 

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