Hi Xavier - thanks for agreeing to be my subject today!
So, how long have you been a writer?
Always and forever.
What thrills you about writing?
Never knowing what’s coming next. I think I write to indulge in my love of the unknown.
What motivates or inspires you?
I’m motivated by my characters to tell their stories. I’m inspired by everything. Literally. I could read a magazine and the last page will inspire me. A piece of old furniture. A dead field in winter. I love nature and there is always inspiration there.
What is your strongest area: plot, character, setting, theme?
I’ll go out on a limb and say setting.
Do your stories have a purpose other than to entertain?
It’s funny; my first thought isn’t about entertaining people. I think my writing’s purpose is to tell a story and hopefully people will ride along on the story train.
I see that you have been involved in the sex industry for quite awhile. What are your thoughts on prostitution?
I think prostitution should be legal. I have known many prostitutes in my time, they need protection, and safe places to be tested and have health services.
I totally agree with you. Kink and BDSM?
I love people who are willing to explore their sexual needs in a healthy, sane, safe, legal way. You’d be surprised what people you know are up to in the bedroom. Trust me.
No doubt! Porn?
I think it will always exist and it definitely needs a governing body that is protecting performers. There are many predators in the porn ocean. I always tried to protect and do the best I could by the men and women I represented.
Do you think the general American public has outdated views on sex in general? What do you think of the way sex is perceived/portrayed in many European countries?
I think people need to let go or we’re in trouble. I think there would be less rape and sex crimes if we had a more open dialogue about sex, sexuality. I think the Europeans are onto something. I don’t understand how we missed the progressive boat when it comes to sex. It’s maddening, truly unbelievable but I have hope. The rainforests are disappearing and we’re concerned about which celebrities are Gay? And Who made a sex tape? Who cares? Umm polar bears are vanishing. Worry about that.
What do you think about the recent popularity of gay male romance fiction? How do you feel about straight women writing stories about gay male relationships?
I think it’s great! I think Gay Romance is the new black. It goes with everything and makes you look thinner. I love that woman write about men. I hope it will give them a better understanding of what it means to be a Gay man and expand their creative horizons.
Please tell us about your latest release.
Perfection isn’t everything, although it’s everything Leo wants. His desire to become the perfect chef may keep him at the top of his class, but it drives his friends and family crazy while keeping love and passion on the back burner. That is until he meets Dock, owner and chef of the new and popular restaurant, The Birches. Although Dock isn’t a trained chef, Leo finds the food he cooks delectable and the man behind the food irresistible. The lessons taught at the hands of an untrained cook may be just what this uptight chef needs to let go.
What are you working on right now?
I’m editing my full-length novel, which is an erotic horror/fantasy trilogy. I’m hoping I can handle it. I have all kinds of dangerously sexy stuff going on. Keep your peepers peeped.
Thanks again, Xavier! Xavier can be found on Facebook, Twitter, and his website. Xavier is also a sex advice columnist at the LA Examiner.
Here is an excerpt from Xavier's most recent release, The Birches:
He pulled into the parking lot of The Birches and sat on his bike a minute. He felt nervous, like he was about to meet a celebrity and the self-doubt that plagued him made him queasy.
“You gonna sit outside or come in?”
Leo jumped at the sound of the man’s voice. He pulled his helmet off and looked around, but didn’t see anyone.
Leo looked just past his left shoulder and saw a man emerging from the nearby woods that surrounded the little restaurant.
“Oh, hey,” Leo called out, his voice cracking.
“You looking for something to eat?” the man asked, coming closer.
Leo was shocked to find himself riveted to the spot, staring at the man who came towards him.
The man offered Leo a rough, calloused hand. “I’m Dock,”
“Hey,” Leo managed weakly.
“I was out back, picking blackberries, they grow wild around here. I thought they’d make a great dessert. Don’t know what kind of dessert, but how can you go wrong when you have stuff like this?” He said as he offered up a large, wooden bucket half-full of dark, purple black berries.
There were purple smears across Dock’s white tank top that seemed barely able to contain Dock’s impressive chest. There were several brown freckles on Dock’s shoulders, next to where the strap of tank top clung to his body.
“Lucky berries,” Leo said under his breath.
Sweat ran down Leo’s back, he felt so nervous. For a brief moment, he thought of hopping on his bike and taking off. Instead he said, “Um, nothing, sorry, I just wanted to come by and--”
“You want to come inside and have an iced tea or something?” Dock asked, “It’s hot as hell out here and I know I need to cool off.” He swiped a hand across his face and left a smudge of blackberry juice across his cheek.
Leo’s heart was pounding, what was it about this place, this man?