LIFE WITHOUT SHAME
There is a fine line between nudist art and erotica, or, dare I say, erotica's notorious cousin, pornography. Walking that line for any creator can be challenging, because everyone interprets art in his or her own way, and different people find different things arousing. Muslims consider even the slightest bit of skin stimulating, while Protestants... Continue Reading →
Fans of Aenya come from all walks of life. Honestly, the scope never ceases to amaze me. Amazon tells me I've got readers in the U.S., Europe, and Australia. But I never imagined being contacted by someone from a Middle Eastern country, and not just any country, but IRAN of all places, which is currently... 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 →
I am too excited to contain myself ... too excited to give this post much thought, so if I come across like a giddy schoolkid at Christmas, well, you know why. They don't make them like this anymore. I have been a nudist for over three decades. When I was fourteen, I used to strip... Continue Reading →
Can a totally naked female character become a lightning rod for feminism? Or does sex appeal and the gratification of the male gaze distract from any message of equality? I can already hear the detractors, the angry feminists and, let's just call them "SJWs", calling me out. Their argument, I imagine, will go something like... Continue Reading →
I am passionate about my heroes, Xandr and Thelana, because I share their values, and attitudes, regarding communal nakedness. Since clothing is utterly unknown to their people, the Ilmar, they have no sense of body shame, no understanding, actually, of what it means to be "naked". The Ilmar manage this without any of the problems... Continue Reading →
This is a sneak peek into what's to come in my novella, The Feral Girl. When she was a little girl, Thelana watched her parents sell her brother into slavery. Borz was much loved by his younger sister, but her parents, despite exhaustive efforts, were unable to provide for their children. Years later, as famine... 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 →
Let me start by saying this post is a social experiment and you, dear reader, are the subject. But that's par for the course when it comes to social media. At least I am being forthcoming in letting you know you are being used for data. Don't worry though, I am not interested in your... Continue Reading →
Being and Nakedness 