The Broccoli Book: Literary Criticism, Column Articles, and Personal Essays
12 parts Ongoing I joke with the people who read my prose that writing my erotic literary fiction is like baking lasagna. The plot and characterization and style are the meat, pasta, and cheese; the naughty bits are, of course, all sauce; and then I go and ruin everything by sneaking philosophical discourse, literary discussion, and other nonsense in there like broccoli bits.
Well, this book is nothing but broccoli. If you're here, you must want broccoli. Bon appétit.