Living the Naked Life
What better way to read a book about a naked hero (Thelana) than by doing it naked? (OK, I am basically naked 24/7 at home) but that's neither here nor there. What really matters here is the story ..., and The Feral Girl delivers. It's been called my most accomplished novel to date, following Ages... Continue Reading →
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 