🎙️ E.J. LeRoy
An interview with the author of Moon to Moon FM
An interview with the author of Joan’s Stone on Loan

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I think that love is something you build rather than find, so I’m not quite sure it’s “love” at first sight, but I do believe in that lil je nais sais quois of “oh yeah this is a person I’d wanna build love with.” Some people might just call that attraction, and maybe I’m just outing myself as being super demi, but I feel it quite rarely, so to me, that’s the equivalent of love at first sight!
I once bribed a summer camp director with gummy worms to give me the same night off as my crush so I could ask them on a date, and then when we were returning to camp and our busy schedules, faked car trouble to strand us on the beach below camp for an extra hour of moonlit solitude. I suppose my inner-Steven is showing on that one, huh? Totally worked though.
Honestly, depends on if they’re willing to fully cover the repairs or not! If so, shows me they’ve got the gift of foresight and are also financially stable, two big yeses in my book.
Keanu Reaves! He deserves a statue or ten.
Maybe it’s the romantic in me, but I think yes. Steven clearly has terrible taste in men, but Owen’s particular brand of crazy is just a special type of dedication to going after what he wants. Whether that’s a business of inoffensive statues or asking out the cute guy in traffic, there’s something to admire in it, and I think with Owen onboard to temper his occasionally over-exuberant enthusiasm, these two guys will do just fine.
It is not, but I think there’s an opportunity there! If any aspiring entrepreneurs read this and want to use the concept, happy to hand it over for a fifteen percent cut off the top ;)
Loxley is One Thousand Bats, by my good friend Camsyn Clair! There is something to be said for finding a “come as you are” type love, and I personally think there is no better way to put that to the test than by turning into one thousand bats.
I am reading the highly controversial “Hogg” by Samuel R. Delany, as well as “Homosexual Society” by Richard Hauser. Both are pit stops in a road trip I’m taking back in time, studying the evolution of queer literature/rights in 20th-century primary texts, and both have taught me very cool, vastly different things about history, queerness, and my creative sensibilities.
I recently did a secret santa short story exchange where I subjected my dear friend (and secret santa recipient) Chad Frame to approximately 6000 words of butt-plug hoarding holiday romance (sorry, Chad). I suppose the least I can do is give him a proper shout-out now that expresses my appreciation for him in a properly phthalate-free fashion. Chad Frame is a Lambda-nominated poet laureate and stunning 3x winner of Writing Battle, most recently with the wicked-sharp dystopian tale Disassembly. His poetry is pretty fucking spectacular if I do say so myself. You can read some of my favorites here and here, or support his poetic genius by buying his most excellent Little Black Book here. If you want to learn from the mad genius himself, join his class starting in two weeks and learn all about balancing poetry and prose for effective and impactful storytelling. Be there or be square!