Short Stories

It wasn't until I began writing gay erotica that anything got published-- and back then, I was confused and/or in the closet, so I published under the name Dirk Strong. I couldn't really tell anyone they were my stories at first, but I did make $75.00 each, and they were fun to write. It was exciting to get something in print after trying for so long.

All these stories have been anthologized and you can read more about them here.

Literary Fiction

Finally, I attended a writer's workshop at LIU-Southampton where I studied with Russell Banks, fresh from his success with Continental Drift. I had been living in Miami for a little under a year, and already South Florida had started to get under my skin. He assigned us a series of short exercises-- describe a person, describe a place, and so on. One of those was to think of a place your character would never go, and then think of a reason that would make him or her go there.

I wrote about this biker bar in Key Largo called The Caribbean Club, which allegedly had appeared in the Bogart & Bacall film To Have and Have Not. I kind of wanted to go there, because of the Hemingway connection, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. When I finally put all those exercises together, I ended up with a short story called "Angel Dust." I submitted it to a short story contest being run by South Florida magazine (now sadly defunct). I won!

At last, a story in a mainstream magazine! Of course, they edited the hell out of it,] without asking me, and even changed the name to "My Cousin's Keeper." And I don't think they even paid me. From then on, I started publishing short stories in magazine and anthologies. The stories from that period are:

  • "Holding On" in Vox, fall 1992 (an FIU student literary magazine)

  • "The Cat in the Bouquet" as "A Christmas Wedding" in The Cat Came Home For Christmas mini-mag, 1995

  • The Cat Who Went North - The Cat Who Loved Christmas mini-mag, 1994

  • "At The Diner" - In The Family magazine, Winter 2003"Japanese Time" at Verbsap. Well, this story isn't exactly new; I wrote the first draft of it over twenty years ago. I attended the Bread Loaf Writer's Conference three times-- in 1979, 1982, and 1992, though this story probably came out of my first or second trip there, hanging out around the piano in the barn. It wasn't until recently, though, that I really knew what to do with it. The editor at Verbsap was great at helping me figure out exactly how to make it work. 

  • "Rashomon at Green Park Tube Station" originally published at, a short-lived gay and lesbian literary website run by Angela Faith Brown. This is a very different type of story for me, very experimental in form. It takes its inspiration from the movie Rashomon, by Akira Kurosawa, in which the same event is described by different people who witness it.

Crime Fiction

My story, "Djinn and Tonic", which appears in the Malice Domestic anthology Murder Most Conventional, begins this way:

There was real magic in the world, and false magic, and it took a genie to tell the difference. That was the basis of Biff Andromeda’s private investigation business – using his skills to grant wishes and solve problems for customers.

The shrill ring of his cell phone woke him from a very pleasant dream involving his girlfriend Farishta and a Turkish carpet that flew in lazy circles around the dome of the Hagia Sophia mosque in Istanbul.

He grabbed the phone from the bedside table and groggily said, “Hello?”

“Biff? It’s Yegor Kleyman. Sorry to call you so early but I’m in terrible trouble and I need your help.”

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"Southernmost Point" is an Angus Green story in Florida Happens, the Bouchercon anthology. It begins this way:

It started with a selfie, and the drag queen who photo-bombed my boyfriend Lester and me.

Lester represents single-batch whiskeys, based out of Fort Lauderdale, where we both live. His region extends all the way to Key West, and one weekend in January he had a couple of promotions set up at bars on Duval Street, in the center of the entertainment district. I had a couple of days’ vacation coming to me from the FBI, where I work as a Special Agent attached to the Violent Crimes Task Force, so I took them and went along for the ride.

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"Public Relations" appears in the Great Filling Station Holdup anthology, a collection of crime fiction based on the songs of Jimmy Buffett. Mine comes from a song in the Broadway musical, Don't Stop the Carnival, and begins this way:

When Dick Jeffries was caught on camera barebacking a young male exotic dancer, I kicked into full damage control mode. It wasn’t just that he was a married man and a member of the WASP establishment—he was the CEO of a company that made and marketed condoms.

As soon as Dick notified me, I flew to New York from my home on St. Thomas and took an Uber to his penthouse apartment on Central Park West. It was a bitter cold January day, and by five o’clock the sun was already setting. Was that a metaphor for the end of Dick’s career, and perhaps even my own as his PR consultant? I sure as hell hoped not.

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Are you a Parrothead? Love crime fiction? Then this 15-author Zoom event is just for you: Thursday March 11, 7:30 PM ET

Click this link to register in advance (and get a confirmation and reminder), or to attend the event that night. No advance RSVP necessary.

I have been a Buffett fan since I first moved to Miami in 1986. I loved the way his music reflected the environment around me-- the sunshine and palm trees, the relaxed weekends, the mix of cultures, languages and musical  styles. I've seen him in concert numerous times, and have most of his CDs.The Great Filling Station Holdup is an anthology of crime fiction inspired by the songs of Jimmy Buffett. Sixteen noted authors of crime fiction chose one song per album to inspire them to create an all-new story.

I have read Tales from Margaritaville over and over, and even have his children's books. 

My favorite experience, perhaps, was seeing his musical, Don't Stop the Carnival, at the Coconut Grove Playhouse. Based on a novel by Herman Wouk, he created a fabulous musical adventure. When I had the opportunity to choose a song, I went right for this album. The song that appealed to me was Public Relations, because it connects to the schmoozing I used to do when I worked in university alumni relations.

Each story takes its title from the song that inspired it. There's a double entrendre in the title of mine-- it's about a condom executive who's caught on camera having sex, and how his PR professional has to step in to save the day.

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 An openly gay homicide detective explores the dark corners of sunny Hawai’i.

 What the critics have said about the Mahu Investigations:

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Story: "Public Relations" in The Great Filling Station Holdup


When editor Josh Pachter invited me to submit a story for his anthology based on the songs of Jimmy Buffett, I was thrilled. I have been a Parrothead since I moved to Florida in the mid-1980s. It was a great challenge first, to choose a song, and then to write a piece of crime fiction that ws inspired by that song.

I chose "Public Relations" from Buffett's Broadway musical "Don't Stop the Carnival," based on a book by Herman Wouk. I loved the color, the characters and the atmosphere of the show, which I saw at the Coconut Grove Theater. It reflected so much of the South Florida I love-- and after all, Miami is the capital of the Caribbean.

If you know me at all, you know of my love for the double entendre-- and once I settled on this song I knew my story had to involve someone having sex in public. Very quickly I knew it was the ostensbily straight, married CEO of a manufacturer of condoms, caught barebacking on video. That's public relations for you!

It's also the kind of crisis that takes an experienced PR guru to manage, just like Norman Paperman, the star of the musical. Want to know how the real crime comes in, and how Norman saves the day? You'll have to read the story. You can pre-order the book until pub date on February 22, or order it whenever you're reading this. The best place to do so is from the publisher, Down and Out Books, though I'm sure it will be available through all the usual sources, including Amazon.
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Can a lord and valet find love in Victorian England?


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 I'm a huge fan of British historical gay romance, like that written by K.J. Charles and Cat Sebastian, among others. So a year or more ago I decided to try my hand at one. Though many of those are earlier, I wanted to focus on the Victorian era—specifically December, 1877. I can’t say exactly why. But I read a lot of Victorian literature in college and graduate school, so I felt familiar with the era.

I began by with research on the common tropes. Inheritance is a big one, because many of the grand estates were entailed—they were often tied to a title, and the property could only be inherited by the holder of the title. Younger sons were left to find their own way in the world once their father died.

Class differences were also big, and the idea of an upstairs/downstairs romance was frowned upon. I set out to incorporate those tropes into an MM romance.

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 I began with Lord Magnus Dawson, the third son of a duke. His oldest brother will inherit, while the second son has been set up with a tea plantation in in Ceylon. Magnus’s father bought him a military commission, but when the Duke became ill, Magnus sold his commission to look after his dying dad. The book begins with the Duke’s death, and Magnus realizing he will soon be cut off and needs to find a way to make a living. 

One of the ways a young man could succeed back then was by education, and Toby Marsh’s father, a wealthy manufacturer, sends him to King’s College and then to Cambridge. Unfortunately, the senior Marsh dies before Toby can finish his degree, and he’s forced to serve as a valet slash tutor to his wealthy dissolute roommate.

When the book opens, he’s struggling to make a living as a freelance tutor in Cambridge. Then an unusual summons arrives, which will put him in close quarters with Magnus. Love blossoms between them—but can it survive against the stigmas of the Victorian era?

One of my beta readers wrote, “I was completely taken with Magnus and Toby and their personal back stories.”

I hope you will be, too!