State of the Polly, October (mid)
So far this year I have stories in, uh, SEVEN, anthologies.
Report for “Erotic Re-Direction and Training Services” a tale of extremely inappropriate workplace behavior, features in the brand new Absolute Filth, Volume 2.
Meet “A Very Annoying Demon” with a self-esteem kink in Summoner 2.0.
More shenanigans with an HR person who really, really, should know better in “Touchy Negotiations,” featured in The Best Bi Erotica of the Year, Volume 3.
Over the course of “Four Nights at Trick’s Place,” secrets, and blood, will be spilled. So Wrong It’s Gotta be Right, an anthology of “queer wrongs,” is free to read! (Mine is murder-y, and one of the tamer entries, so mind the CWs.)
“A Bank Job” should probably not include stopping mid-robbery for an orgy, but sometimes needs must, or whatever. Included in Absolute Filth, Volume 1.
“Atomic Summer” is my love letter to the campy b-movies of yesteryear—and a hate letter to the threat generative AI poses to artists. In Summer Teases 3.
“Fuck the Rich,” my exploration of power dynamics at a kinky garden party, originally appeared on Medium. The canonical version in Wicked Little Miracles has been edited slightly. Just as pervy; reads better.
Yet to come:
Some Halloween confections, to be announced/appear shortly. (I just turned in “The Secret of the Clarendon Slasher,” and my first foray into erotic horror—as opposed to horror erotica—will shortly appear as well.)
Not one, not two, but three! exciting new shared-world projects with some frequent collaborators.
… of course an “absolutely filth” winter holiday edition.
… and another PAIR of spooky tales, but not for Halloween. Schedule to be announced.







