It's pouring down right now, and I'm a bit damp from the walk from the bus stop to my house. I love the rain, and water in general (such a bath fellow rather than a shower fellow), and most of my favourite places are somehow near water. I also like water in a fictional sense - oceans and rivers and the mythology thereof, like in The Touch of the Sea - and as I walked home tonight in the rain, I was pleased to be doing so.
Right up until I skidded and wrenched my ankle, but good.
"Each Step For Him," by Lee Harrington
I recently reviewed a collection, Leather Ever After for Erotica Revealed which was fairy tales retold through a leather and BDSM lens. Many of the tales were turned sideways from their origins. When I say that, I mean stories like "Each Step For Him," which begins where the Little Mermaid ends
Giving the little mermaid a brother, and envisioning a version of the story where this young merman falls hard for a leather man is a nice move, not so much retelling the tale as adding to it. He faces a similar trail: what must be given up to live on land with the man he loves? The clever twist to the “every step the pain of a thousand knives” and the ultimate scene of the tale left me grinning and tantalized with a view of a community I don't know well.