Last November I read at The Erotic Literary Salon (I wrote about it here) in Philadelphia. Tonight I'm reading there again, but accompanied by a couple of the women who are in a poetry performance troupe with me. Though one is not doing poetry, but rather reading a wonderful story she penned years ago. This will be the first time she'll get to read it for an audience.
Erotic work is funny that way. So many people like it, and so many people read it, and so many people write it, but places to share that work are few and far between. Susana Mayer is doing something about that.
I'll post about it, maybe even with pix, when I get back and things slow down a bit (yeah, right