Malice

Not just your average Joe

"Mal", as people now call him, grew up a bisexual, impoverished Jewish boy from Brooklyn, NY raising his little sister, counseling an emotional train wreck of a mother and putting up with a certifiable nutcase for a father. Such an unstable life takes it's toll in all kinds of ways, and he's glad to (be a functioning member of society, for one thing) but also to be able to have creative release from some of his endless insanities in the form of hardcore gay smut. He gets his inspiration not just from his real life experiences, but from his myriad of strange, obscure passions. Comic Books, Tarots, Cthulhu Mythos, Dungeons &

Dragons, Animal Rights, an extensive study of Faerie Lore, Shamanism, and many, many more.

Mal got his start in writing by messing around with superheroes and lame detective stories that were pure garbage. As he became more serious, he began experimenting with his true love, Horror. In fact, no matter how lighthearted he tries to make his stories, they always have a distinct element of bleakness and irony. He didn't begin his journey into erotica until the late 90's when he set out on his own. By then, he'd had so many trips around the block, he could recite an anecdote for any conceivable occasion.

Now being well on his way to that dreaded "three-oh" mark, his geekdom demands he incorporate all sorts of interesting facts into his stories so his reader's brain wrinkles as they rub one out. The kid in him, however, demands he let his wry, often morbid sense of humor shine through as much as possible.

He's currently in a relationship with his lover of 9 years, still living in Brooklyn with roommates of assorted walks of life, and working a crappy retail job that is utterly irrelevant to his hobby as a porn-pusher. He's got little to no formal training in creative writing or grammar, and he relies on spellcheck

far too often. He can't see taking his hobbies too seriously, so as long as his readers get a chuckle, learn a weird fact and have a good time, Mal's as happy as a retard at Disneyworld.

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