Category Archives: GLBTQ

Hop Against Homophobia & Transphobia.

In 77 countries it’s a crime to be gay. You can be thrown in jail or even killed for who you love and who you are by an accident of where you were born. Across the world, there are millions of reasonable, fair-minded people who don’t think that’s okay – but many fewer know that this is the reality for lesbian, gay, bi and trans people in so many places,
From Andre and Jeremy at All Out.


As today is the start of the Hop Against Homophobia, I thought it would be a good time to bring this appalling fact to people’s attention.

Imagine, because of who you love, you can be thrown into prison, beaten, flogged, stoned and even put to death. And this, in the 21st century! It is like being punished for having blonde hair, green eyes, freckles or because you are tall or short. It is something you cannot help, you were born that way. It’s natural, and, if you will, God given.

Here are some horrifying facts;

4,000 lesbians and gays have been executed since the 1979 Islamic revolution. Methods of execution include; beheading, chopped in two, stoning to death, burning alive, and being thrown alive from a high building
Name, age and method of execution records for 152 individuals charged with homosexuality related offences between 1979 – 2007
Gay Iranian who had been persecuted because of his sexuality and had been thrown in jail, shoots and kills himself after his UK asylum appeal is denied
Iranian President in a speech at a top US university: “In Iran we don’t have homosexuals like in your country”
Two teens held in prison for 14 months and severely beaten, are publicly executed in Edalat (Justice) Square for the crime of homosexuality
Two men are publicly executed in Shahid Bahonar Square for the crime of homosexuality
A man is executed for acts he (allegedly) committed at the age of 13, even though the alleged victims withdrew their accusations and reportedly stated that they had either lied previously or had been forced to “confess”
Gay men are being persecuted, tortured and coerced into undergoing sex reassignment procedures. Transsexuals are being coerced into sex/raped by their surgeons
18-year-old man is sentenced to death by hanging for ‘sexual assault’, despite his accuser admitting that he lied, and withdrawing his accusation of sexual assault
Transexual is robbed and strangled to death by her brothers in her apartment because they “opposed her immorality”
2 heterosexual footballers suspended and fined £25,000 each for the “shameless” and “ugly” act of buttock squeezing during a goal celebration. They now face a possible two months in prison and 74 lashes
Influential cleric entitled to issue juristic rulings says homosexuals are inferior to dogs and pigs, blames them for the spread of Aids and says pro-gay western lawmakers are lower than animals
Iranian legal code does not “differentiate between rape and homosexual acts”, another four men sentenced to death by hanging for sodomy in accordance to Shari’ah law.

And this is just in Iran. There are many more countries which persecute and punish GLBTQ people, and in the most vile ways.

These facts fill me with anger and sadness. I used to say it was an ‘impotent’ anger. But impotent means ‘unable to take effective action; helpless or powerless. But we AREN’T helpless. We are NOT powerless and we CAN take effective action.

If enough of us raised our voices, took to the streets, signed petitions, and helped to raise awareness everywhere we can of these dreadful crimes against GLBTQ people, something can be done.

These people need our help, and they need it NOW. They should NOT be punished for loving who they do. How dreadful it must be to feel you have to live a lie, to live in fear and terror that tomorrow, there may be that knock on your door….and you will be hauled off to prison for being WHO you are and loving who you do.

If you want to help, please visit AllOut
AllOut is an organisation which raises awareness of the plight of GLBTQ people around the world. Their mission is simple……
‘…to build a world where no person will have to sacrifice family or freedom, safety or dignity, because of who they are or whom they love’

Thank you for reading…and, to visit other sites who are participating in this splendid Hop….please visit THIS PAGE and enjoy.


Guest Author.. Ciaran Dwynvil

Today, my guest is author, Ciaran Dwynvil to celebrate the release of his latest book, In Blue Poppy Fields Part 2.

So without further ado, here’s Ciaran.



“Let a real life dominant tell you an electrifying story of dominance & submission.”

Thank you for having me as your guest, Jessie. I’m really excited to be here today to share In Blue Poppy Fields Parts 1&2 with you and your readers. But first a little bit of housekeeping: everything in this blog post is intended for adult readers only. If anybody younger than eighteen stumbled upon the article by chance – please don’t read further.

For the rest of us, let’s go ahead.

In Blue Poppy Fields: This irresistible gay erotic paranormal fantasy belongs to Guardian Demon Series that will hold you prisoner to unforgettable stories of life, love and lust set amid a fascinating fantasy world. That’s what you can read in the books’ description. But… where will I really take you?

Taste it:
The dance was both heaven and hell. Promising pleasure and denying the immediate satiation of lust. Giving a little that was never enough. Again and again they stamped, again and again they swirled around, again and again their palms and orbs met in need, again and again their fingers avid for pleasure groped and stroked firm flesh. Until he almost couldn’t bear the fever of this night longer.

And then, just in his mind, he heard a husky and rich, though slightly breathless: “Choose two of them.” Hunt and Trickery and Blood. Now. Craving pulsed in his every nerve when his eyes roved over the circle. A young red-haired stud with bare chest caught his attention. And then a youth with long golden locks. Their color in the light of fires was like molten gold, and his slender body promised cat-like litheness.

Dancing closer to the one whose mane was on fire like the sky at sunset, he saw in the corner of his eye Belial approaching the other one. Their hands reached out almost at the same moment and dragged the prey onto the dance floor. And the crowd roared its throat hoarse in shrieks and whoops. The nobility chose their mates for tonight. In the night of Bain all were equal. And all was possible under the sky where the full moon was making love to midnight clouds veiling it in tender embraces.

The two young ones Adhemar had chosen were enraptured, enamored, aroused, and excited. Life radiated from them in strong, desirous waves. They were breathing, dancing, and longing. And their very desire was bringing them closer and closer to their deaths. They knew nothing of their fate. With young passion, they wanted to give themselves to the bewitching strangers. For tonight. He read it in their minds. In those impetuous heads that wouldn’t throb with hangover tomorrow.

Tomorrow their lifeless eyes would stare into the morning light. But they didn’t know and kept dancing closer and closer to their demise. Several times the four of them changed their partners in the dance of death. Reapers and harvests. Palms and eyes and short breath. Heads spinning and chests heaving with need. Loins heavy with want. Legs quivering with effort. Midnight shadows and fire reflections all around. Violins, bagpipes, and flutes raging in a wild crescendo.

As you sit there reading this, I know that you’re craving to embark on a journey to a marvelous place where you can let your soul soar and experience life, love and lust in their naked, raw form.

Well, you can put that desire to sleep for now… but wouldn’t you really rather take my hand and make a leap into a story that will overwhelm all your senses?

I must warn you though, our world is not for the fainthearted. First fear grabs you in its ironclad fist. You can barely breathe. It hurts as you pull your inhales in and push your exhales out. Your wide-open eyes smart, you writhe in physical agony as you feel every sensation together with my men. You’re dying to avoid the pain… but you’re not a coward. Your pride kicks in and helps you through the bleakest hours, through the moments when all hope seems to be lost. Then relief floods you as you narrowly escape death. Exhilaration fills your every nerve as tremors of adrenaline rush rake your body from head to toes. In this very second you love life more than anything. You clutch it, you cling to it, so that nobody can pry it away from you. You want to live… and you feel it in your guts, in your chest, in your throat. You smell it in the autumn mist, you taste it in deep and hungry kisses, you hear it in your own heartbeat, you see it in the desire-filled eyes of your companion. You feel it under your fingertips as you touch his body. And you shudder with the need as you realize what his look demands. No, you are no longer reading the tale, you are living it. Passionately.

Would you like it?

Have you answered my question?

I truly hope you did. But if you’re scared by dominance & submission, stop reading here. These books aren’t for you. Otherwise – let me take you on a mesmerizing ride you will never forget:

A victim to another man’s cruelty, talented and beautiful theater actor Adhemar Lebeau learned not to trust and not to love anybody but himself. Falsely accused of his master’s murder, he has to accept assistance of mysterious Count Sanyi Arany to later discover his savior is a vampire. Forced both by a fatal illness and aftershocks of torture experienced during his unjust imprisonment, Adhemar agrees to the only possible cure. Rebirth.

Healed in body but not in mind, he guards his independence, free will and heart. He is not able to give love, only the fulfillment of lust. Yet, satiation of sensuous longing is not enough for his Sire and he knows it. When an eerie malady strikes and seems to deplete Sanyi’s life energy for unknown reasons, Adhemar understands his fears and agrees to keep a street boy, Reyach, as a pet for both of them in hope it will soothe the unspoken worries.

Out of necessity he finds himself in the role of the only hunter in their company, and out of attachment he accepts the responsibility readily. Indulgence in blood and carnal pleasures fill his nights and vampiric powers give him the feeling of safety. Until the evening when he carelessly falls prey to High Demon Belial’s plays that quickly turn into more than either of them has bargained for.

In spite of a hard start, Adhemar feels burning urge deep in his heart and no matter how much he denies it, the cause of the strange sensation is a budding seed of affection brought to life by the insufferable demon. But letting Adhemar learn to love somebody other than him is not what seemingly innocent Reyach plans.

Own both books now. For less than the price of a movie ticket you will gain hours of excitement and reading pleasure. And the more you’ll read, the more you’ll crave. Do you need a proof?

From editorial reviews: “Another really imaginative and brilliantly written book. …I can’t wait to read more and see where Ciaran takes us next. Really looking forward to the next one.” Booksessed Bec, #39 top reviewer on Goodreads

Earlier on I asked you the question: “Wouldn’t you really rather take my hand and make a leap into a story that will overwhelm all your senses?” Since you’re still here with me, reading this, I’m going to assume you answered: “Yes.” Well, now that I’ve shown you what a ride packed with emotions I’ll treat you to – it’s time for you to act on this. See you soon – In Blue Poppy Fields.

Buy links:
Part 1 on Amazon USA:
Part 2 on Amazon USA:
Part 1 on Amazon UK:
Part 2 on Amazon UK:


Still lingering here? Not completely sure if the Guardian Demon series is the right companion for your reading pleasure? Well, you can dip a toe in our world for free. In the prequel to Guardian Demon books: Throne for the Idol, which has earned Compulsion Reads coveted endorsement.

The Compulsion Reads endorsement is all about discovering and highlighting the best indie books on the market and the talented authors behind them,” says Leslie Ramey, co-owner of Compulsion Reads. “When a reader sees the CR seal on a book’s cover, they know that they’re in for a good read. Throne for the Idol meets this standard, and Ciaran Dwynvil is definitely an author to keep an eye on.”

This tale will carry you to the monastery in Lindisfarena to witness dark, forbidden love between Brother Rikard and High Demon Semiazas, the First of the Fallen.

How can you lay your hands on this book? Sign up to my newsletter here:

And I will send you a coupon for a free download.

It isn’t all: if you sign-up now, you’ll be entered in a draw in the current giveaway I’m having for my newsletter subscribers. And because most of them have all the Guardian Demon books that have been published so far, this time I’m giving away three of my personal favorite gay fiction books:
Liquid Glass by Zathyn Priest:
Blake Takes Some Heat by Thianna D:
Afflicted by Brandon Shire:
I’ll do the draw for this giveaway on the 10th of August and everybody who’s on my e-mail list on that day will have a chance to get one of these books, so hurry up and subscribe now not to miss it. I’ll contact the winners privately by e-mail and will share their first names in the next issue of the newsletter too, so please make sure you enter your valid e-mail address and your first name in the sign-up form.

Thanks for staying here with me until now. I must have really grabbed your attention. *grins* If you’d like to keep in touch, the best way really is through the newsletter subscription. Just imagine that tomorrow there are no social platforms. How can you still get news from me? Well, provided that at least e-mails work, you have your answer – through the newsletter. And you can always reach me on

I also talk about my writing, Guardian Demon Series world, D/s & S/M on my blog: I would love it if you dropped by to say hello. True, I’m a dom. But quite a friendly one. I won’t bite you unless you absolutely want me to… aaand we better stop here before I get too carried away. *smirks* Thanks again for having me over today.



A-Z Challenge

20130412-234151.jpg is for Loki…or Loptr, or Hveðrungr a major deity and often the mischief maker and trickster in the pantheon of Norse Gods and is the son of the giant Farbauti (“cruel striker”) and the giantess Laufey. He is regarded as one of Aesir, but is on occasion their enemy. He is connected with fire and magic, and can assume many different shapes (horse, falcon, fly).

He is crafty and malicious, but is also heroic: in that aspect he can be compared with the trickster from North American myths. The ambivalent god grows progressively more unpleasent, and is directly responsible for the death of Balder, the god of light.

Loki’s mistress is the giantess Angrboda, and with her he is the father of three monsters. His wife is Sigyn, who stayed loyal to him, even when the gods punished him for the death of Balder. He was chained to three large boulders; (see illustration below) one under his shoulders, one under his loins and one under his knees. A poisonous snake was placed above his head. The dripping venom that lands on him is caught by Sigyn in a bowl. But every now and then, when the bowl is filled to the brim, she has to leave him to empty it. Then the poison that falls on Loki’s face makes him twist in pain, causing earthquakes.

On the day of Ragnarok, Loki’s chains will break and he will lead the giants into battle against the gods.


Loki’s punishment by
Elin Gregory


A-Z Challenge

20130411-175352.jpg is for Jorvik, the old Scandinavian name for the City of York.

Thirty years ago, when archaeologists from the York Archaeological Trust began digging on the site of the old Cravens sweet factory…they made what was one of the most astounding discoveries of modern archaeology.
There, they found evidence of the Viking city of Jorvik as it would have been 1,000 years ago. They discovered houses, workshops, and other buildings as well as over 40,000 artefacts. They also removed over eight tonnes of rubble from the site.

Now, standing on that site is the Jorvik Viking Centre; a groundbreaking visitor experience that was to change the face of museums.

Authenticity was extremely important in the creation of the centre, consequently the layout of the houses and the workshops and shops followed the original layout as closely as possible.
Even the smells are authentic with aromas of everything from cooking to cesspits to tickle your nasal passages…and probably make you heave as well.
Source; Visit York

Modern York has always been proud of its Viking heritage evident in the Jorvik Viking Festival which takes place every February. This was a result of the YAT reviving, in the 1980s, the long forgotten Celebration known as Jolablot which was held to celebrate the coming of Spring and the survival of winter hardships.
The festival culminates in the spectacular Boat Burning on the River Ouse. Eric Bloodaxe would have been proud.



Many of York’s street names also reflect its Viking past. For example…Goodramgate most probably derives from Guthrungate, and Coppergate, the site of the original dig gets its name from the cup and tableware makers. Copper deriving from the old Scandinavian word for Koppa…a cup.

So if you ever visit York, you know you will be walking in the footsteps of Eric Bloodaxe and other (slightly romanticised) noble savages. So…enjoy.

I’ll leave you with a few more images of ‘Jorvik’ and its Vikings.





A-Z Challenge

20130411-094312.jpg is for Ipswich (or Ippy or The Swich) and where I live and work four days a week. The other three days I live in Norwich.

Ipswich is the county town of Suffolk and is situated on the estuary of the river Orwell. The name Ipswich is derived from the old Medieval name Gippeswic, probably taken either from an Old Saxon personal name or from an earlier name for the Orwell estuary.

20130411-100341.jpg The Orwell Bridge

But wherever the name comes from, I am extremely fond of Ipswich. Before I first came here I imagined a town of ugly, modern buildings, concrete and glass office blocks and other horrors. But nothing could be further from the truth.

There are some stunning 15th & 16th century buildings in the town centre…and when I first saw them I was amazed and delighted. And of course, there is a beautiful pub named after Ipswich’s own historical great…Thomas Wolsey.

20130411-101020.jpg The Thomas Wolsey
I attended my niece’s birthday party at the Thomas Wolsey in January and it was every bit as beautiful inside as out. Below is a photo from that evening (I’m the one on the left) and behind is one of the lovely carved plaster wall panels. Some of these panel carvings depict wild boars, Tudor Roses and Fleur-De-lys. And the wood paneling and leaded windows are fabulous. And the courtyard is like the setting for a Sherlock Holmes film with old-fashioned lamps and, timber framed walls and a narrow passage way into the street. Very Jack The Ripper. *delicious thrill of fear*

The Author (left) and her sister, Jill.


There are many more lovely buildings in Ippy and some lovely parks. So I’ll leave you with some images of these.








Yes, I know this seems rushed, but this should have been yesterday’s post and I’ve been a little bit busy. But, hey….it has pretty pictures so don’t grumble. 😃 See you all later with J…… what can I do with J *walks away scratching head and frowning*