"Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths."
- Alexander Pushkin
When I started writing gay male romance novels all those years ago, I was just as alone in my endeavour as Amelia Earhart when she flew solo across the Atlantic Ocean.
I'm not alone anymore.
Instead, I'm now part of the most wonderful network of writers and readers all sharing the same firm conviction:
Love comes in all colors.
"The music, the heat, Andrew’s sweat and his intoxicating smell, the pressure of his cock against my own erection...
Later when I analyzed my actions, there were many reasons why I did what I did.
But no excuses."