Now, the first things I ever wrote was fantasy; wild and crazy axe bashing stuff. It didn’t matter that no-one actually read my stuff because it was always a joy to write, and, at the time, that was all that mattered. Well, being slow of mind, it took a while to realise that I can write fantasy now, albeit with a little bit of naughtiness on the pages – okay, a lot of naughtiness – melding the two genres of erotica and fantasy into one. Whether anyone reads it is another matter; fantasy is always a little hard to break, but erotic fantasy? Who knows what will happen. All I can say for sure is that it was fun to write.