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ThrobbingPaganSexGod's blog - subscribe A blog-novel-in-progress about the Winterbourne siblings, their very strange mother, and the even stranger house they live in.

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The Raven's Spiral was a confection of black gingerbread, like a wedding cake for the dead. Signs along the sides hinted at dark arts performed inside, and the doorway was hidden in a niche so deep that it was velvety black, and the doorknob was shaped......
Quin faces the potential medical consequences of becoming a sex god....
The Winterbourne house was a place of gently threadbare carpets on cherrywood floors, and deep cushy sofas covered with tapestry pillows, and Colonial sideboards piled with old pewter, and ivy in terracotta pots drifting across dusty window ledges......
"So." The social worker pursed her lips. "Your mother is Emmeline Winterbourne. And your father is...?"
"Apollo," Quin said.
"Apollo whom?"
"Apollo Helios."...
The next morning, over a hillock of French toast, Quin said, "I don't think I want to be a throbbing /pagan/ sex god, per se."...
"How's the throbbing pagan sex-godding going?" Ariel asked.
"They make it all so bloody complicated! Why can't it be simple?" Quin picked at the apple's skin. "It's sex. Best urge there is. Here I am, do me now for I am divine, yar yar hump hump. Bu...
"I've decided to become a throbbing pagan sex god."
"What for?"
"Divinity. I miss it in my life."
"The usual way to get divinity into one's life is to worship a god, not become one."
"But that's so /done/."...
Throbbing Pagan Sex God (The Winterbourne Chronicles) is my blog-novel-in-progress about 17-year-old Quin's attempts to become a god. After all, anyone can study to be something mundane. It takes special talent to apotheosize....