Living the Naked Life
This Memorial Day weekend, I was invited to host a book signing event for The Feral Girl at Cypress Cove Nudist Resort, and it all went splendily. I had many pleasant conversations with guests and I sold every copy I'd brought but two. Nudist Gandalf and head librarian, Paul LeValley, also added my books to the American... Continue Reading →
OK, I admit, that is a lofty title, and probably not worthy of what you are about to read. Someday, I'll pen a book called The Cure for Civilization (TM), but for now, let me explain what I mean by "civilization." Too often, this complex, messy world we live in---this life geared toward comfort and... Continue Reading →
Here's a sneak peek at a scene from my upcoming naturist survival novel, The Feral Girl, with artwork by JIBBO. From left to right: Jarvn, Amina, Anja, and Bryseis The Potamis branched across a skein of increasingly diminishing streams, tumbling white and foaming into countless shallow pools, the stones churning the water into froth. Here... Continue Reading →
Truth is . . . the nudist life isn't really that strange, it's just naked-er. Like most people, I wake up, check my phone, hit the bathroom, and make breakfast. After coffee, I do the dishes and take out the trash, then flip open my laptop to work on my book. The only difference between... Continue Reading →
Mykonos is basically sex island, my Greek friend tells me. Once you get off the boat, a random girl will grab you and take you to bed. Sure, I say, rolling my eyes. I didn't believe his promises for a minute, but I'd heard plenty of crazy stories about Mykonos. Yes, it was a place... Continue Reading →
Fantasy fiction is a powerful way to introduce people to new ideas. Through the lens of fiction, we let our guard down, opening ourselves to possibilities that might otherwise seem alien or taboo. As a nudist and a fantasy author, it only seemed natural that my heroes, Xandr and Thelana, born of the Ilmarin race,... Continue Reading →
Being and Nakedness 