Bleak Woods is my self-published
debut M/M erotica novel - released in February 2013 - which tells
about Neal Lucas who is stranded in a creepy forest, only to discover
that he may lose his head if he refuses to help Headless Horseman of
Norcross. In his quest, he meets some hot men and discovers gruesome
facts about the specter. This erotica ends with twist ending. If you
like unpredictable plots and are not afraid of steamy details, you must
read Bleak Woods. It has 64,000+ words and costs only $5.99. It took me
months to finish it, along with the arts and freebies :)
Today,
I’m interviewing Neal Lucas, who works as a journalist in Los Angeles.
We're currently standing at the entrance to Bleak Woods, a forest
somewhere in Virginia which has been rumored to be haunted.Neal, thanks
for sharing your time with us. We know you’re in the middle of your
vacation here.
Neal: You’re welcome. Thanks for having me here.
So what brings you to Bleak Woods?
Neal:
I've actually come here to hunt deer. There’s a website that claims
that Bleak Woods is a heaven for American deer. No one ever hunts them
here, so I thought I should check it out.
But Bleak Woods is renowned for its creepy legend of the Headless Horseman of Norcross. Don’t you know that?
Neal: The website did warn about that, but I’ve chosen to ignore it because I don’t believe in the supernatural.
So why don’t you believe in the supernatural. I mean, you believe in God, right?
Neal:
Yeah, I do. But that’s different. I personally know some people who
think that believing in God is equal to believing in ghosts, Big Foot,
UFOs, etc. But to me, religion is all about faith, not supernatural
mumbo-jumbo.
That’s an interesting view, Neal. So, you're not afraid of the Headless Horseman of Norcross?
Neal:
Nah! I'm sure it's just a hoax spread by some save-the-animals
activists. I have to admit, their tactics work. I mean, no one dares to
come near this forest.
Do you hunt a lot? I mean, judging from
the weapon you carryand your big backpack… I'd say you're a professional
hunter. Correct?
Neal: Not really. I used to hunt a lot though,
with my dad when I was younger. But the tradition ended once I went off
to college and began work. Life just gets too busy these days. You know,
what I mean? It seems you no longer have time for yourself anymore.
Just work, work, and more work. No work, no money. No money, no love…
Speaking of love, does anyone know you're gay?
Neal:
Err… Yeah, I guess so. I mean, I don't flaunt my homosexuality,but if
someone asks, I don't mind telling them I'm gay. If they don't like it, I
don't care. I have no time for homophobia.
