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Gay Kiss, Swimming Pool, and Death Threats; Religious Rights vs Gay Rights Poll; Donald Trump Slams Rosie Again

Gay Kiss, Swimming Pool, and Death Threats

Two gay men were kissing in a swimming pool in Texas and were told by the management they had to stop. I’m guessing it was a public pool. The gay men claim is was just a ‘peck.’ It wasn’t anything lewd.

He then insisted it was simply the swimming pool’s policy on PDA, and not: ‘Targeted at any group’.

Roper then turned the camera to show a man and woman in the pool playing in the same manner they’d described.

‘Is there a rule about PDA, or is it just because we’re gay?’ he asked the manager.

Later in the video the five people, which includes Roper’s mom, check the rule board and find no mention of rules against PDA. The manager tells the heterosexual couple to stop playing, but Roper says: ‘It is too later. Nice try. This has already gone viral.’

You can read more here. The mother of one of the gay guys posted something on social media and allegedly received death threats.

Religious Rights vs Gay Rights

This article bothers me a little. I don’t always understand why there’s even a discussion about whether or not religious rights should or should not trump gay rights. Or the other way around.  I’m gay. I’m not the most religious person in the world but I’m not an atheist. I also have respect for people who are religious and I want their rights protected, too. But when there’s discrimination involved it gets a little complicated.

The latest poll gauging support for gay rights in America tells us religious beliefs are still valued over LGBTI people.

The poll asked Americans a familiar scenario: should a Christian wedding photographer be forced to work at gay wedding if asked or should they have the right to say no?

It found 82% of those polled said ‘yes’ and they should have the choice.

Another 10% said ‘no’ and the remaining number weren’t sure.

The full question read: ‘Suppose a Christian wedding photographer has deeply held religious beliefs opposing same sex marriage. If a same sex couple wanted to hire the photographer for their wedding, should the photographer have the right to say no?’, as reported in the Washington Examiner.

You can read the rest here.

I think it shows how little they actually know about most gay people. I also think that if you are in business serving the public and you want to refuse anyone you should be required to post a big sign out front so we all know where you stand. Make it clear to people who don’t want to support you as well. In other words if you’re a photographer and you’re anti-gay and someone with gay family members wants a family portrait, let them know, without a doubt, you wouldn’t photograph their gay wedding. It’s only fair. I’m not Jewish but I wouldn’t support anyone in business who refused service to Jewish people…or any other minority.

Donald Trump Slams Rosie Again

Let’s put it this way. If I knew I had to go out to dinner with a small group of people and Rosie O’Donnell was one of them, I would find a way to back out gracefully. I’ve never been her biggest fan and that’s mostly related to comments she’s made in public that I thought were horrible. In private, she might be a wonderful person and I might love her if I got to know her. But I can only base my decisions on the information given to me. Right now, I wouldn’t want to eat with her.

Donald Trump has made a few of his own comments I didn’t like. I also understand what he’s doing…in his quest for attention. It is what it is. O’ Donnell and Trump don’t like each other and they aren’t afraid to talk about it in public. I see nothing wrong with that. Not everyone can love everyone and different people take different approaches.

Aside from all this, I think the one point Trump brought up during the debates last week was the topic of political correctness. I’m sick of it. It’s reached a point where I can’t even say Merry Christmas without worrying that I’m offending someone. Someone told me this morning they’re afraid to say Christmas lights. From what I hear on social media, I think most people agree that we’ve become too PC…all of us.

That was my main point with this. I honestly don’t care what Rosie or Donald say to each other or how they say it. They’re both grown ups, they are both big strong successful people, and they can rip each other to shreds for all I care.

I’m just tired of all this PC nonsense we have to deal with.

You can read more here. 

The comments are what you’d expect.

The Rainbow Detective Agency Book 6

The Scottish Duke

Poison Gay Wedding Cakes? Perez Hilton in Underwear; James Franco Kissing Gay Man

Poison Gay Wedding Cakes?

I’m starting this post with the fact that everyone who follows me knows I do, and always will, support equality and gay marriage. Most people also know I’m not very political. That should go without saying, however, the way things get turned around these days you clearly have to cover every last fucking track you leave.

The headline reads, Conservative US pundit jokes about poison in wedding cakes for same-sex couples, which is probably one of the most misleading headlines I think I’ve ever seen. Notice how they don’t even capitalize headlines anymore. They’re talking about something conservative pundit, Ben Carson, said recently during a conference. At a glance, they spin it to make it look as though Carson is doing a comedy routine about poisoning gay couples with wedding cakes when in reality he was giving an extreme example of something that could happen.

Here’s what was said:

‘What I have a problem with is when people try to force people to act against their beliefs because they say “they’re discriminating against me,”‘ Carson said, according to The Hill. 

‘So they can go right down the street and buy a cake, but no, let’s bring a suit against this person because I want them to make my cake even though they don’t believe in it,’ he continued. ‘Which is really not all that smart because they might put poison in that cake.’

I don’t agree with anything Ben Carson stands for. He makes me gag. He’s a tool for Fox news and a good one at that. I’m sure he’s compensated well just like all other pundits, including our very own Rachel Maddow. But if you think that what he said suggests in any way he would like to see anti-gay bakeries put poison in gay wedding cakes I feel very sorry for you, because that means “they” have accomplished “their” goal.

You can read the rest here. In an ironic twist, it’s actually a great example of bad journalism that fuels people like Ben Carson and helps make them even more money than they already have.

I call bullshit on this one.

Perez Hilton in Underwear

This is only post-worthy because I’ve already posted twice about Perez Hilton being a house guest on the UK’s version of Big Brother, Celebrity Big Brother.  Evidently, Hilton did not get evicted from the house this week, and was so excited about it he stripped down to his underwear.

Host Emma Willis said it was a very close eviction, with 1% separating the bottom three contestants on the UK reality TV show. 

Hilton was then seen stripping down to his underwear and licking his own skin as he celebrated his victory, despite crowds outside the house chanting: ‘Get Perez out!’ 

My new rule this year on the blog is that I’m not knocking other gay people…unless it really, really needs to be said. In this case, I’m keeping my mouth shut.

You can read the rest here. Stay tuned for more Perez and CBB. 

James Franco Kissing Gay Man

I’ve been ignoring most things related to James Franco, frankly because I find him a little dull lately. He seems to be going to camp. And I’m one of the four people in the world who actually “got” his novel, Actors Anonymous, and reviewed it with five stars.

Of course the way he’s been promoting his new film, I Am Michael, is pure cultural appropriation…because he’s straight playing gay. The nasty little fucker is laughing at us, and I also think with us, and people are loving every minute of it. So I can’t actually knock Francofor being good at what he does. In fact, he’s overpowered this film so much no one even realizes Zachary Quinto is in it.

Franco plays Michael Glatze – the man who went from gay, proud and founder of a gay twink magazine to become a pastor and the poster boy for the ‘ex-gay’ movement. 

Quinto plays his former boyfriend and at one point in the film they take part in a steamy threesome scene with Teen Wolf star Charlie Carver. (see photo below)

The rest of the article is here. 

The reviews are interesting, at least from what I’ve seen. I won’t run out to see this one, but I probably will see it eventually.

Chase of a Lifetime


Loud Sex; Gays Arrested for Kiss; Noah Berlatsky on Romance

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When I saw this article titled Do Not Apologize for Having Loud Sex, I earmarked it for a blog post because it’s interesting, and because in many ways it contains a few teachable theories that can be applied to anyone who reads or writes erotic romance of any kind. In other words, you don’t have to apologize for reading or writing about loud sex either.

Of course this article talks about actually having loud sex. But I think it applies to romantic fiction, too.

Because if adults can’t have noisy sex in their own homes, with the doors and windows shut, then where can noisy sex occur? Galanes and Yoffe both recommend the sex-havers simply cease to be noisy — but this strikes me as a horrible injustice. The whole point of being a wage-earning, home-owning (or -renting) adult is that you can do whatever you want to do in the privacy of your home. And noisy sex is fun.

Exactly. It is fun. Dirty talk is fun sometimes, too. And if anyone tries to tell you otherwise they don’t know much about sex…or they don’t get it very often.

I can’t tell you how much I love it when I find an article like this because I often add little comments to fiction during sex scenes that the characters are both consenting adults who are either married or in a long term relationship and they say and do things during sex that people who have been together for a long time know well. They’ve reached that point where nothing is unapproachable, for the most part, and when I write sex scenes with dialogue I take that into consideration.

And yet I’ve had people who aren’t familiar with long term relationships comment on this kind of loud sex…or sex talk…in reviews and I never quite get it. But I think most people “get” it. They might not admit it. But they get it.

In any event, you can read more here.

Gays Arrested for Kiss

A gay couple was arrested for kissing in public. It happened in La Paz, Mexico, on April 20th.

The couple claims an officer approached them, called them a homophobic slur, and ordered them to come with him to a police station.

When they refused, the policeman allegedly ‘violently’ forced them into a van and held them at the station for a few hours.

You can read more here. I would bet this kind of thing happens more often than not and most don’t talk about it in public. And not just in Mexico, everywhere.

Noah Berlatsky on Romance

Someone named Noah Berlatsky who thinks it’s a novelty that men enjoy reading romance novels wrote another one of those highly subjective pieces for Salon that the rest of us are supposed to take seriously. I know it’s an op-ed piece and I respect that, but I also think it’s important to comment on some things…just for fun and games.

But it always seemed to me that books in the vein of “Pride and Prejudice” had to be out there somewhere, written by somebody less dead than Jane or Anthony.

He loves Jane Austen books. That’s fine. Many people do. But some of us who love romance as a genre find Jane Austen boring and we can’t relate to her novels. That doesn’t make us any less intelligent, educated, or sophisticated. Most of us who don’t like Jane have gone to good universities and we know where the bread plate is located at a formal dinner party.

Jane Austen showed up consistently, as did “Gone With the Wind,” but there was nothing that gave me a sense that certain books were clearly central, or respected, or worth reading. The genre is so culturally maligned that there has been no concerted effort to codify it. There is, in short, no romance canon.

Not all of us are Gone With the Wind fans either, which could be why there is no canon. I know that might sound blasphemous to some people, but I prefer cutting, sharp abstract art hanging in my home instead of fluffy melodramatic landscapes. Lace doilies make me gag. I prefer sleek minimalist sofas instead of shabby chic chipped drek with lace and frills. And I prefer my modern romance books to be *designed* the same way. Simple, thought provoking, sexy minimalist love stories with happy endings written by romance authors who know the meaning of word economy. The genre isn’t culturally maligned. People who say that are culturally maligned.

As I say, I was at a loss for years — but, eventually, I ended up doing what I think most romance readers do. I got some recommendations. Janine Ballard, who writes for, in particular, has led me to Cecilia Grant, Judith Ivory, Laura Kinsale and a bunch of other wonderful authors.

He does make a valid point here. Recommendations are important. However, it’s also important to understand the source from which those recommendations came. In other words, if you’re looking for romance novels with the kind of narrative and laughable dialogue (he mumbled, grumbled and stumbled…or better, “She barked at him”) don’t trust the sources Noah named above. I doubt Noah or his sources would know Kandinsky from Loeb if their lives depended on it.

You can read the entire piece here.

Our Wedding Video, The State of Marriage; Rob Lowe Gay Kiss

Our Wedding Video, The State of Marriage

I heard from Jeff Kaufman yesterday about his documentary on Vermont titled, The State of Marriage. For those who don’t know, I posted about how Tony and I were lucky enough to be part of this, and to be married by Vermont Supreme Court Justice, Beth Robinson, last January when we were married in Montgomery Center, Vermont. Jeff just sent me this latest information about an interesting Indiegogo project he’s doing to raise money to finish the film. Indiegogo is basically the same type of thing as kickstarter. People who support gay marriage and are interested in how a good deal of this all started in Vermont with civil unions can leave as little as $5.00 in support. I’ll post all info below for anyone interested in checking it out. There’s also a clip at the Indiegogo page to which I’m linking where you can see Tony and me at the end, during our ceremony exchanging rings. It’s not just a documentary about equal rights, it’s also about love.

From my inbox:

Today is the 5-year anniversary of the Vermont House and Senate overriding the governor’s marriage equality veto, making Vermont the first state to enact full marriage equality not through court dictate, but through the vote of the legislature – – the will of the people. It was an extraordinary accomplishment, built on decades of tireless work, that we preserve and pass on in THE STATE OF MARRIAGE.

This morning we are launching an Indiegogo fundraising campaign to cover the cost of post production for THE STATE OF MARRIAGE. We’ve completed filming, I’m now doing the script, we will start editing on May 1, and we will complete the film this summer. Please take a look at the Indiegogo site for THE STATE OF MARRIAGE. There is a new trailer (with a personal introduction), dozens of screen shots from the film, some excellent “thank you” premiums, and many ways to contribute (all tax deductible). I hope you can help, and that you will share this important effort through email, text, twitter, and any other means of communication you can think of. Post production involves editing, transcribing interviews, purchasing archival footage, composing and recording music, color correction, sound design, and other (costly) steps. All levels of support will make a difference, and will be greatly appreciated. 


THANK YOU to everyone who has been part of this amazing effort . . . and for any help you can offer.

Best – Jeff
When you check out the link above and you look at the sidebar where they’ve listed what people who donate will receive, you’ll see that I’ve offered to write an m/m romance novel for someone who donates $5,000.00. The story will feature the people who donated as the main characters, and I’ll be telling their personal story about how they met, the challenges they’ve faced, or whatever they’d like to see me write. To be clear, all this money goes toward getting this film out there. I receive no monetary compensation and I’m donating my time as a writer to the cause. This is what it says:

Novel About YOU! + BONUS

Ryan Field (, author of over 150 gay romance novels, will write a printable eBook based directly on your own story, with the name of you and your loved one as the lead characters. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity to be immortalized in print – and to share the meaning of your relationship with others. Plus: a DVD or digital download of THE STATE OF MARRIAGE.
One of the interesting things about this video is that you can see how long it’s taken, and how some of the people who began the fight for equal rights have aged so gracefully during the process. This really is about so many things, from love to history in the making. And all of us, everyone reading this post right now, have been part of it. All the people who’ve been reading and writing m/m romance have been part of it. I’ve seen your updates, tweets, and read all your posts and I know how hard you’ve all worked in your own way to help support equal rights. It hasn’t just been a solitary effort, this time it really did take that whole proverbial village to pull it off. And in some cases donating only $5.00 to the cause in support of a video like The State of Marriage helps just as much as if you went out and held a picket sign in protest.
Rob Lowe Gay Kiss
I really had intended to end today’s post with the documentary information, but I noticed a headline about Rob Lowe kissing a man and could NOT ignore that. Mainly because I think Rob Lowe is now, and has always been, one of the most attractive actors in Hollywood. I’ve also read features in Architectural Digest about his home, and he knows what he’s doing in that department, too.
In any event, Lowe has a new memoir and he mentions kissing another man, a straight man…two straight men kissing.
Lowe writes: ‘I kissed a man recently, and with romantic intent. I liked and admired him very much, and professionally he is as good as anyone in his field, but truth be told he isn’t conventionally attractive. In fact, he is not tall, lacks any hair whatsoever and is a bit older than anyone I would likely be interested in kissing, regardless of gender.”
‘But I did it anyway, and not without the apprehension you would expect from someone completely new to that sort of thing.’
I guess that doesn’t sound as if Lowe was overly enthusiastic about kissing a man, especially that man in particular. I can understand this. I’d feel the same way if I had to kiss Joy Behar romantically (ugh). But I wouldn’t mind kissing Beyoncé.  
So what I’d really like to know is how Lowe would have felt if he’d kissed a hot guy.

Rob James-Collier Gay Kiss; FREE Excerpt; Tale of the Burping Penis

I found a web site the other day where you can create your own comic book covers and I decided to parody a review I once received for a book I wrote that talked about a burping penis. Of course this was at least four years ago and it’s long been forgotten, however, I still see it mentioned every now and then in far off remote places on the Interwebs. The review itself wasn’t the most flattering I’ve ever received, but certainly not the worst either. I’d written a parody of the TV show American Idol (American Star) and I’d made an off-handed reference to the size of a penis and how it was so large the mc could have thrown it over his shoulder and burped it. So it really wasn’t even a burping penis, but we all know how that goes.

I’ve always thought that review was significant to one thing in particular. And that’s the difference between the way some gay men and some straight women think. (Not all; just some.) I have never read a book reviewed well on that site that I would find entertaining, especially any book with gay content. Sometimes I’ve found books reviewed poorly that I’ve loved. In fact, when I really can’t figure out what to read next I often go there and look for bad reviews just to find something I’ll love. It never fails.

Oddly, I have many good women friends in my real life, both gay and straight. And many good women friends online, too. One of my characters once made a snide nasty comment about women and when my editor said I should remove it because it sounded sexist I listened. I didn’t want my women readers to get insulted, even if it was the character’s personality (he was a sexist shit). So I really do care about things like this when I’m writing and the last thing I want to do is insult women.

Don’t me wrong. I’m not complaining about the review four years later either. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard myself when I read it. In a way it was actually a parody review of a parody. Unfortunately I don’t think that was on purpose because I don’t think the reviewer knew that some gay men tend to have a vicious wit sometimes and often parody penis sizes and other things they find funny…in a harmless way. I think she tends to think of us as these politically correct types on TV shows like Modern Family. In any event, it was an amusing, innocent review and you can’t fault some straight people for not understanding gay people. They don’t always get all the information they should be getting. It’s our job to educate them.

In any event, here’s a link to the web site where I came up with the comic book cover. You’ve been forewarned. You might wind up there for a few hours.

Rob James-Collier Gay Kiss

For those who don’t know, Rob James-Collier is the actor who plays Thomas in Downtown Abbey. Thomas is gay, and not sure how to survive in the post-Edwardian era. He’s also extremely aggressive, extremely attractive, and extremely horny all the time. And there was one scene in season three where he sneaks into the bedroom of a new servant…an adorable young man…and kisses him while he’s sleeping.

Keep in mind this didn’t just happen on the spur of the moment. Thomas was lead to believe that the new young servant was highly attracted to him, and Thomas has been attracted to him for a long time. But even knowing this, and knowing how a gay man would have been so careful to protect his sexuality in those days, I found it hard to believe that scene would ever have happened in real life. But it did make for entertaining fiction, and what young gay man on earth wouldn’t want handsome aggressive Thomas sneaking into his bedroom in the middle of the night to steal a kiss. Pure fantasy and escapism. Plus, Rob James-Collier is NOT the kind of man you’d kick out of bed either.

The scene almost reminded me of that gay adult entertainment site, “Gay Creeps,” where good looking gay guys sneak up on other guys while they are sleeping and do very naughty things to them. Once again, pure parody. I can only imagine how the reviewer I mentioned above would react to a web site like this. Why I’m sure she’d pull her pencil skirt down below her knees, then shudder and cross her legs (this is vicious gay wit).

As far as I know, Rob James-Collier is straight, but he’s also a damn good sport:

Downton Abbey star Rob James-Collier has revealed that kissing his co-star Ed Speleers in the scene where his character Thomas got caught stealing into Jimmy’s room and planting a kiss on the sleeping servant, was a pleasure to play.

“That guy Ed Speleers (who plays Jimmy) has got really soft lips,” he joked.

“If you’re going to kiss a man, let it be a beautiful man like Ed Speleers. I’m not going to demand a beautiful guy. I’d kiss ugly guys as well, but if they’re good looking… it’s a bonus.”

Well done, sir!

Excerpt From New Bad Boy Billionaire Book

I’ve hit the midway point in the latest book of the Bad Boy Billionaire series I’ve been writing this year. Right now it’s tentatively titled: The Silicon Valley Rake. But that will change. This book is set in Cupertino, the main character is a billionaire who started a web site called “,” and he’s probably the worst bad boy I’ve done so far.

I’m actually having trouble liking him myself at this point in the book. For one thing, he owns this web site where he will never allow sockpuppets or fakes, and yet he has his own fake accounts on the web site. He lies to other men, he throws tempter tantrums when things don’t go his way, and he basically has no regard for anyone but himself. And I’m going to have to find a way to soften him. And I think that I’ll wind up doing that by showing that he’s playing a dangerous game and all the money in the world isn’t going to protect him.

The one thing I did differently in this book than I’ve ever done before is to make him extremely comfortable with women. In a way, this shows his softer side. I found that while writing his character, and showing how competitive he is with other men, he needed a balance. So I made him extremely comfortable with women. The only character in the book he likes so far is a woman. And I tried hard to do this without making it a stereotypical gay man straight woman relationship. Notice how I don’t use the FH word for women who are friendly with a gay man. THAT word is one I don’t like at all. I think I hate it even more than I hate being referred to as queer.

Here’s a brief excerpt, in its raw form, without editing:


In a section of town not far from other large Internet companies, he owned the building complex that housed the offices for Unlike the high and mighty space ship nightmare of one large tech company he preferred never to name aloud, Shannon’s building stood low and unobtrusive. It had originally been an underwear factory that also made sweat socks and jock straps. He’d purchased the old fifty thousand square foot complex in a shambles and had it renovated to perfection. He’d kept it simple, dignified, and as minimalist as everything else in his life, with exposed walls of brick, simple black and grey logos, and stained concrete floors. He’d won awards for this building, too. Partly because of the way he’d designed it to be so ecologically responsible with solar panels to maintain the seventy degrees he loved, and partly because of the attention he’d paid to the original architecture. The ultimate goal would be to have it listed as a historic sight.

            Shannon pulled into a parking space up front near the main entrance, the one with his name on it. He knew the other cars in the parking lot either belonged to the maintenance staff or to the administrative assistants he employed. As an online business, required twenty-four hour customer service at all times, and Shannon, unlike other online social networks he knew of, took this seriously. He truly believed this concentration on detail, and this need to treat his customers with care, had helped to make him a billionaire. But more than that, he also believed that by keeping his employees as happy and comfortable as possible his business ran even smoother. It wasn’t that he had any deep concern for them; he just liked making money.

            “Good morning, Karla,” he said, as he entered the main lobby. He knew every employee by name.

            “Good morning, Shannon,” she said. All his employees called him by his first name. Some found this awkward, but he insisted.

            “You’re looking nice today,” said Shannon. She wore a bright orange blouse and thick silver jewelry with bright green stones. The color combination suited her extremely dark complexion well. She’d come from the West Indies and spoke with a charming accent. The cleaning service he employed to take care of the office complex and his home had sent her to his home to do a routine cleaning. The first day he’d met her four years earlier, on his way to work, he’d found out she’d worked for a doctor and that the only job she’d been able to get in the US was as a cleaning person. At the time he’d needed someone smart, friendly, and personable for the main lobby desk. He’d spotted her talents and hired her on the spot. After that, he went to work getting her a green card and making her a legal resident. He’d done more for her than anyone had ever done, and now there was nothing she wouldn’t do for him. And he knew this.  

            “Thank you, Shannon,” she said. “You’re looking as handsome as always. One of these days we’re going to get you and account on lovemetender.”

            He smiled and said, “We’ll see about that.”

            He continued walking back to his office in the main part of the building. The irony of his life often made him smile. He’d made billions with, as a social network where people met online, grew to know each other, and fell in love. And he’d never had a real love relationship in his entire life. He dated often; he had sex more often than that. But he’d never actually had a partner for any length of time and didn’t even have his own account with This wasn’t by accident. He truly felt he couldn’t be objective if he did have his own account. He’d always found that observing how others met online and feel in love instead of actually doing it he could always maintain a sense of bipartisanship. He also thought online dating was a complete waste of time.

            When he reached the outer offices that led to his private office, he found Justin Blake standing in front of a long concrete counter top where they kept coffee supplies and tall glass jars filled with every single candy sold on the market. Justin Blake was twenty-four and he’d been hired fresh out of Stanford. He had ash brown hair, a lean lanky body, and always wore tight skinny jeans to work. To look at him people might have assumed he leaned slightly to the obnoxious streetwise side. But when he opened his mouth to speak, he sounded more like an attorney during a deposition. He articulated each word with great care, never dropping a g or rushing through a sentence.

            Shannon stepped up behind Justin without making a sound. As Justin leaned forward to grab a handful of M&Ms from a tall glass jar, Shannon checked to be sure no one was watching and grabbed his ass. He squeezed hard and said, “If you keep eating those things you’re going to wind up with child-bearing hips.”