Sunday, 17 August 2008

The Soundtrack, Part IV

Joshua James, Colby's song


Brooke Fraser, Hymn


Priscilla Ahn, Masters in China


Kylie Minogue, No More Rain

The Soundtrack, Part III

Five for Fighting, Superman


Rodrigo y Gabriela




Priscilla Ahn, Rain


Priscilla Ahn, Dream


Jason Mraz (featuring James Morrison), Details in the Fabric


Sugarland, Stay

Wednesday, 5 March 2008

FYI

A few days ago, there was an unprecedented happening at
Decadent Tranquility...
One of the characters left a message for the readers in the comments box.

To view, please click on the image below.

I'm counting on this being a safe and private place for discussion.
(but just in case, be on guard and censor/downplay if necessary)

Your thoughts please.

If you dare...

Monday, 11 February 2008

Sex: A Pearl to Twirl


As shell into smooth-bore, wall gloving swell, warmth engulfing taut, tight, turgid heat, rotation pulled and thrust replied.

Excerpt from A Pearl to Twirl

Saturday, 19 January 2008

Congratulations

That those guys at blogger know a good thing when they see it was confirmed when Decadent Tranquility made the Blogs of Note listings. A good time they have picked too as plot-wise we wait with great anticipation to hear whether the crew of Bravo-Four-Zero will find survivors upon this second Hynerian vessel and where the writing as always is moving from strength to strength.


A toast to celebrate
Long may The Story continue
and as occasion presents a thank you once again
for all the pleasure and joy it brings

Wednesday, 2 January 2008

Sex: To Roachment


Rotation my friend. Rotation.





Extract from To Roachment

Sunday, 30 December 2007

Sex: What Baby

“The art of frailing is the art of letting go, of riding the spontaneous waves of two souls on an ocean not of this world, of expression that slips the bonds of you and me and becomes a joining, a synthesis, if you will, a union where one plus one becomes three.”



“Do you have any frailing idea what that is like? To know, to experience, to enter a flow few ever enter; to reach a destination that fills your body and mind and soul so completely, so absolutely that you feel a joy, an ecstasy that explodes like thousands upon thousands of flowers on the most glorious meadow with golden rays of sun that warm skin with sensations divine and delight eye like candy before a child? A place where steps are taken but not felt, where the expanse of joy is so great, so complete, there is no room for anything else?”

Excerpt from What Baby

Sex: Close your Eyes

Mairi heard it, saw it, felt it from the inside out. Yul spasmed. Mairi pushed deeper...



“Easy now, my little beotch,” whispered Mairi, unbuttoning her blouse with her free hand, a distinct bluish glow slipping from the valley of her tight and taut amplitude. Yul started to speak but couldn’t. Mairi smiled.

Excerpt from Close your Eyes

Ji's Sanctuary

Hyneria: Fossil Valley

Fossil Valley, home of the Pufferbills, Hyneria