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WRITING SEXY STUFF with Anthology Editors:  Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Laurie McAndish King Saturday, January 21st, 2016, 10:00 AM – 4:00 PM Location: Book Passage, 51 Tamal Vista Boulevard, Corte Madera, CA 94925 $120 Register here If you have trouble steaming up the page or even your life, this is the workshop for you. Spend […]

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Undercover Lust

Join us on the air tomorrow on Lilycat on Stuff. On Sunday, January 19, Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Laurie McAndish King, editors of the Hot Flashes: sexy little stories and poems series will be on San Francisco’s alternative radio station FCCFREERADIO, along with other writers they love to talk about what they want in a sexy story, and why. […]

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LEFT COAST WRITERS PRE-VALENTINE’S DAY EVENT: Party for the day of the heart, with a few heart-felt readings as well! Saturday, February 11th|| 7pm Book Passage-Corte Madera || 51 Tamal Vista Dr. Corte Madera ||www.bookpassage.com Join us for the ultimate pre-Valentine’s Day party. Hot Flashes editors Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Laurie McAndish King and a host of […]

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WRITING SEXY STUFF with Linda Watanabe McFerrin Sat, October 29, 2011, 10:00 AM – 4:00 PM Book Passage 51 Tamal Vista Boulevard Corte Madera, CA $105 Spend a fabulous day Writing Sexy Stuff with Hot Flashes: sexy little stories & poems editor, Linda Watanabe McFerrin. Having trouble steaming up the page? Have a blast loosening […]

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DANTE, MAYO AND THE LIBIDINOUS FINNS by Linda Watanabe McFerrin “Il ya des mains pareilles a des feuille capturees. Et d’autres qui parle sans arret dan leur collerette de rires.” —Jaime Mais, Au crible de la nuit, 1948 Finland is Western Europe’s northernmost country.  Further north than much of Siberia, it hangs, with Sweden, from […]

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Sometimes the slant …

Sometimes the slant of sunlight on the hills … as here the new light fingering its way into a darkened chamber into sleep crisp morning licking at the pillowcases and the sheets to drive us out our bodies, calipers, curled drowsily toward one another flame red twin tulip petals tipped in scarlet in that refraction […]

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