Sirens… finned or feathered?

Most people picture a mermaid when they hear the word ‘siren’. In recent art and literature sirens have been largely depicted as beautiful women or men with scales and a tail.

Mention of finned sirens can be found through the centuries on every continent from Japan to Nova Scotia. They are seductive, sensual creatures, luring admirers – and in some cases lovers – with their enchanting song.

Starbucks even adopted a mermaid with a split or dual tails for their logo, an image centuries old, fashioned on an old Norse woodcut.

Originally, in Greek Mythology, sirens were depicted with the lower body of a bird, and artists through the centuries have explored different variations of air and water borne creatures.

J W Waterhouse – Odysseus and the Sirens

Regardless, sirens tend to represent a sensuality laced with danger many associate with a beautiful woman.

You may deduct from this post that I am still working on my ‘tale’ of historical erotic fantasy featuring an unknowing siren who goes on a metaphorical and physical journey of discovery with the delectable adventurer who becomes her husband.

Yes, I was sucked in by the exotic locations, the history and the steamy sex scenes (in ships, on window ledges, on work benches, on beaches, in pools…) The story has grown much larger than the novella I had originally planned. At this stage there are also two short stories, and another two books (at least) in the series. That’s how excited I am about the fantasy dimension behind the ‘real’ historical world that I’ve created.

So, look out for the ‘Nymphs of London’. The first novel ‘Siren Song’ will be calling out to you by the end of 2021…

Sources:

https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/the-siren-on-your-starbucks-cup-was-born-in-7thcentury-italy

https://www.audubon.org/news/sirens-greek-myth-were-bird-women-not-mermaids

pleasure in the past

In the story Iā€™m madly working on at the moment, Siren, Elisabeth Tanner is a passionate, virginal bride-to-be, set in the British Virgin Islands in the early 19th century. Having grown up in a marginally less rigid society, with a companion/maid who would these days be considered a couples sex therapist (her reason for being employed in Elizabeth’s parents house provides an interesting secondary story) Beth is determined to enjoy the marriage bed.

The day of her engagement to scientist explorer William Swan – the day before he is to leave on a 6 week voyage – Beth gives her betrothed a notebook and asks him to write her a journal of pleasure while he’s away, to enlighten her in the joys of sex.

He goes one better and also has the sail-maker craft a sex-toy to practice with, and to give herself pleasure. Something like this, and 18th century dildo found in Poland, eight inches long and made of high quality leather with a carved wooden tip.

As usual, I did some digging on-line (hence the photo, above) and found some fascinating information on the history of sex aids.

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carried away… underground

I’ve been bitten by the historical bug… actually, I think I was bitten at birth, and this is in fact a serious relapse! I’ve always been a huge fan of historical fiction ā€“ and non-fiction ā€“ now I’m being sucked down into a glorious eddy of Victorian hedonism, vice and hidden, ancient sites in the name of research šŸ˜‰

I can’t wait to share my discoveries as I explore the underground pleasures and taboos of historic London. Watch this space…

But now I have the cover, I better not get distracted by all those wicked temptations… I must write!

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