Rose for the Stallions

imagine meeting the most extraordinary woman ten years ago and not being able to capitalize on the amorous opportunity. then, chancing upon her in an e-exchange for lovelorn pals, seeing love’s bounties rise like harvest moons over the newborn correspondence, feeling providence shining its life magic over the relationship, knowing in one’s bones and blood this is the energy one needs to roll the elusive cosmic wheel over. even if the bandied talk is of risqué sex, do you suppose a man steeped in soulful wondering with great tales to tell might rear up and write the love letter of his life? perhaps a searing, double-dog-dare-you-with-hair-on-it, glow heat confessional within the telltale leaves of a rolling love letter's cascading story rivers?
bliss goes big in Mack Peters when he sees the ABCs of janova Jupiter posted over the web as a tantalizing prelude to striking up intercourse with strangers. She is a lonely divorcee 28 years his junior, but they have met once before and their romantic business is far from finished. love stories roar from the playful pen of this shaman denizen of the urban love-pain lowlands. mack peters is the fierce writer and born mystic with deep love mysteries lodged in his past and a will to find the perfect match of deifying fire, going for the one erotic mate in millions whose package of brains, beauty, and capricious love wits can help bridge the distance between his expansive artist soul and its freeborn spirit constellations. jan is the delicious double being of his dreams, anchored strongly in the world she walks in yet pining for a profound high place deliverance—stroking every fond flourish in her house of risqué fetishes to reclaim the deep releases she knew in her youth burning under the moon to go the starry ecstasy caper.
their minds conjoin fancies in an earthbound passion play of old pleasure wounds. mack sets out to free them both of consequences of their buried soul hurt. the entwining of personalities reaches taut levels of supernaturally ribald desire and soulful respect, building toward an emotional tsunami.
what he creates is so unusual he must birth a new category of fiction to describe it. It follows a key theme of turning our dual earth's world of light and shadow, pleasure and pain, joy and sorrow into a oneness dimension of inexhaustible bliss, that mack is tracking the great cosmic bear and wants janova, a crack psychologist and person of successful but unsatisfying station in life, to join him. he must play on her expectations and doubts in a way that lets his dual shtick slip up on her. As the correspondence deepens, he realizes she is a talented soul who has enormous potential to break the barrier between human and trans-human by an act of daring. mack fires all his prose rockets, out to melt her bliss receptors. the exciting new soul sub-genre is called Esoterotica.
the sparkling iconoclast and sidewinder storyteller unveils this smash new category in rose for the stallions. it depicts the enthralling collective unconscious mind as an immense force shaping modern myth and reality—in this case through mack and janova’s stories of wild experiencing in a furious sexy exchange of enticing emails building friction to meet—and a testament to the stubborn human heart’s ability to hold on and ripen to a soulful emotional fullness, despite problems of living in a city dystopia.
the tale travels a dark fun terrain lived out in spicy escapades over several generations to pop the cork on ecstasy in the human condition. it thunders the word furies with a slam of colorful sordid characters. it has metaphysical mood in the midst of the moving mandibles. this is stinging purgative sex soul art. it aims as much to chill as to thrill. it heals a twoness of the forbidden fruit with a mighty zen arrow. the full subjective taste of its unbridled freewheeling fire is best known by jumping in and reading it.