關於我： "Sparkling with Regency wit and panache, Herendeen's debut novel . . . is a brilliant exploration of love, sexuality, class, and gender, but above all, it is a wonderful love story. Highly recommended for those readers comfortable with alternative sexual and erotic literature" --Cynthia Johnson, Library Journal.
我想認識： Authors of historical novels; of comedies; of bisexual, gay and lesbian romances.
Readers who like any of these kinds of books, and have ones to recommend.
Despite sipping Earl Grey tea, like one of the characters in her debut novel might do, Ann Herendeen isn’t your average romance novelist.
The Brooklyn Heights native, who lives in the Grace Court apartment she grew up in, is equally inspired by Jane Austen as she is the gay nightclubs — Flamingo, anyone? — that she frequented in the 1970s.
“Phyllida and the Brotherhood of Philander,” Herendeen’s first novel, takes place in England in 1812, but the characters aren’t unrecognizable to Brooklynites today.
The book’s main players are Phyllida Lewis, a romance novel writer that Herendeen admitted was based, just a bit, on herself; and Andrew Carrington, a suave, comely heir who’s just a bit too perfect to be attainable — for the ladies at least.
Hello my new friend, As the Spinners sung, "WHENEVER YOU CALL ME, WHENEVER YOU NEED ME I'LL BE AROUND”
DEEP... my heart and soul is endless, My time is only for those who take me as I am You can have me But if you break me I have already forgiving you As God would have me to do So come to me Love me Try to understand me If you can't Don't fear me Just take more time To know me My friend
A passage from my best selling romantic erotic novel, come take a ride in BRUSH STROKES @ Amazon. com “A man may admire what a woman does for a living; he may admire her education and social circle. He may be enamored with her physical beauty, but he only truly falls in love, with the softest and warmest part of her, her soul.” Under the piano stool a pair of tan high-heel slippers, one was standing up and one lying on its side. In my mind’s eye I could still see her feet in them. I could see her sitting there warming her skin by the fire, and seeing all that put me in an oasis daydream.
Bisexual? Fluid? Pansexual? Omnisexual? Hetroflexible or Homoflexible? or maybe you're more of the "no boxes please - I'm just me" type. How do YOU identify yourself?
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