Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
In Search of Nightshade
Gee: Witchcraft. Medieval England. Lots of gay sex.
Sounds like the perfect novel.
I thought that the title was Nightshade, but if so, repeated web-searches have yet to turn up any sign of it.
Setting: medieval England. Our hero: hot, sexy, dark. (Is he really a wrongfully-dispossessed nobleman's son—à la Robin Hood—or am I just making that up?) Gay as a goose, of course. Travels all over Ye Merry Olde, having lots of adventures—hem, hem—with lots of cute, willing guys.
Oh, but the true love of his life—the one he keeps coming back to—is the eponymous Nightshade, the beautiful boy back home, apprentice to the village witch.
Plot? I'm sure there was one. No doubt the old witch dies and our hero (I don't even remember his name: probably something terse and monosyllabic like Dirk) eventually manages to save young Nightshade from the evil witch-hunters.
And of course they live happily ever after. Probably on Dirk's now rightfully-regained estate.
Oh, and did I mention: there's lots of gay sex.
As you'll gather, 'tweren't nuthin' deep to it. Call it a romp. I picked up a copy while I was in London in the late 80s, and enjoyed it so much that I gave it to a friend, who gave it to a friend, who gave it to a friend....
Who knows. Maybe another one will turn up again some day. In a life like mine, stranger things have been known to happen.
Or maybe I'll just write one myself.
When it comes to witchcraft and gay sex, there's always a market.
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I want to read that book!