for Uncle Bill, my Priest… on his 107th Birthday
The Shooting Gallery holds 30 years of nude photographs shot by
myriad photographers of one
Pornography not included… these photos are a celebration of the natural female form, the sacred nature of sexuality and the spirit of sex… welcome to all Glorious Voyeurs… entry fee is £10 / $13 for which you shall receive a password… pay via Paypal below or direct bank transfer here:
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30 years of photography in high-resolution, downloadable jpeg format. Over 18s only.
The Shooting Gallery is password protected… all photographs are downloadable in high resolution… if ’tis pornography that you seek, prepare to be deflated… the shooting gallery is a celebration of the naturally naked female form, the sacred nature of sexuality and the spirit of freedom… warning: some photos include clothing… welcome to all Glorious Voyeurs…
“the heights of my spirituality reach into the depths of my sexuality” – Nietszche
Shooting Gallery Access
30 years of Nude Photography for The Naked Blonde Writer, high resolution downloadable photographs
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In recognition of the courage and vulnerability required to write a book…
offered for the intimate pleasure of reading aloud…
The Naked Reading of Blackout Chapter 1 contains
full frontal nudity and strong language in a Welsh accent…
it is not recommended for sensitive types below the age of consent…
NB; if pornography is what you seek prepare thyself for deflation…
The Naked Reading is 45 minutes long
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The Naked Reading 1
45 minute film of The Naked Blonde Writer performing Blackout Chapter 1
Wales Versus England
Apathy Versus Ambition
Technology Versus Mother Nature
Tonight’s the Night…
Ready for a Fight?
Beneath the blackout of oblivion caused by alcohol, drugs and abuse of power which has all but destroyed a seemingly irrelevant community, lays chronically unexpressed human love.
Two generations after the coal mines closed down, a metaphorical blackout has seized control of a tiny community in the South Wales Valleys. Life is truly toxic for Tessa, a factory worker who makes clocks by day and drinks herself into oblivion by night. Trapped not only in her own situation, but also by her abusive mother, Tessa has one ambition left: to become the human resources manager at the Tick-Tock factory. Meanwhile, the London-based owner of the factory sends his son to do the job but Sam wants to be a famous musician instead.
In a fit of despair, Tessa screams the Welsh National Anthem on top of the Brecon Beacons. There she meets Sam who recruits her as his ‘backing singer,’ convincing Tessa that, in the year 2000, there is only one ambition worth pursuing: Fame.
When a blackout plunges the valley into darkness, Tessa and Sam exchange genders by candlelight and finally know human love for one night alone.
Blackout is a village borne from a legacy of denial and abuse… abuse as the only option for survival. In these small and seemingly tranquil valleys all truths are blacked out. Tessa believes she is the last in a long line of one hundred per cent Welsh women and the first ever to leave Wales… Is it possible to take the girl out of the valley? Sam intends to try. Through their quest for world domination via the medium of popular music, Tessa and Sam discover terrifying and tantalizing truths…
Written in partial streams-of-consciousness, the reader is intermittently dragged inside Tessa’s tortured mind for an unflinching literary representation of addiction on the dark side of the valleys…
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For Kindle & Paperback…
BLACKOUT 2020 KINDLE
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TNBW reads BLACKOUT for 12 hours and 20 minutes:
30-day Free Trial on Audible
contains highly explicit language IN A WELSH ACCENT…
Not recommended for snowflakes under the Age of Consent…
On this day in 1982 I was awarded First Prize for a short story in the Portsmouth local newspaper. The story was written in the first person and I was an American G.I. landing in Normandy on D-Day. Long before The Naked Blonde Writer, way back when Tracy Williams was only 11 years old…
‘Once upon a castle snowflakes came whirling round while the clock in its tower chimed midnight and home sweet home sang across the courtyard as a lonely man all alone beheld the scene like a kaleidoscope dream – not hearing the song – when suddenly – from a land far away – a woman appeared.’
The work-in-progress shall be a novella very soon. It will also be recorded by The Naked Blonde Writer as an audio-book and posted on Subscribestar adult for VIP members only.
‘The Castle’ is part erotica, part supernatural thriller, part historical novel loosely based on fact.
The book should be ready for your eyes and ears by the end of May 2019.