Monday Mornin Muse

Happy Monday mornin'

I love this picture. Found him on the royalty free stock.

His blue eyes are gorgeous. Sort of gives me a shifter idea. 

Eek! Not more plot bunnies! Not now.

Anyway, he's very handsome. I know a story is down the line for him. 

Monday Mornin Muse

Monday Mornin's muse is this man.

He's on my cover for True Meaning of Love Two representing Brandon.

A little too bulky but his hair and eyes look like they would belong to my TM character.

Monday Mornin Muse

Good Monday Morning! I lust this man... Yep I said lust... lol

Francis Cura has many stories as well as covers he's inspired and will continue to do so for us!

Lovely man!

Welcome Mark Antonious Richfield

Greetings fans.


Welcome to Michael's.


Today I'm very excited to have on one of the muses for GA Hauser, Mark Antonious Richfield.


What a popular guy he is. He's been in several books. Charming one I'm sure. Please enjoy this special blog post.


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Tell me your back story.

It’s a bit of a boring story to tell, love. I was born in England to an English mother, Leslie and an American military father, Milt Richfield. The family relocated to Paradise, California when I was very young. I am an only child.

My father, before he died, was the owner of Richfield International, a business worth billions. The estate in Paradise includes a manor house, stables, pool, and servants. Mum wants to sell, but in this economy, how could she?

According to Jack, my longtime close friend and ally, the key to my success in modeling is my long brown hair and bright green eyes. I’ve been told I have fabulous sex appeal but my good looks have always been a burden and a blessing to me. I have been called soft and a fag by my father, overprotected by my mother who has turned into the ice-queen recently. I withstood an abusive childhood and fought with my sexuality all my adolescent life.

I have made several attempts at straight relationships but failed miserably.  I graduated from Stanford University, (where I met Jack Larsen) with a degree in architecture, but due to some outrageous sexual harassment on the job, I now work for Parsons and Company selling advertising and do modeling on the side with Dangereux Cologne.

I met the love of my life, ex-LAPD cop Steven Jay Miller on a business retreat and we now reside in LA. A son I had out of wedlock, Alexander-Mark-Lehman-Richfield came into my life when he was eighteen, and now lives with me full time. He’s been a handful to say the least.

And here I am talking to you. Hullo, love.

Hullo! In the last story you were a part of, were you happy with the way it's progressing? The desired result without giving details?

Ms. Hauser seems to think the public wants to know about my life. I’m not so certain. But she continues to play the fly on the wall and investigate my latest doings, especially when my doings are undone. Since I have regular sex with Steven Jay, and of course occasional four-way romps with Jack Larsen and Adam Lewis, Jack’s husband, Ms Hauser has been more stubborn than ever to know every detail of my life. More so now that we have begun role playing with BDSM fun.

What things would you change about the world, Mark?

Oh, Michael, love, if I were king I would give everyone the same civil rights throughout the world, let alone the country. We’ve lost our way, and I don’t know why what I do in the bedroom with my beloved is anyone’s concern. I have to tell you, I fear for Alexander. He’s so openly gay I panic one day someone will harm him.  Tell me, Michael, love, what would you do to change it?

Hm? Well I certainly agree with you about what you’ve said, but what do we know right? Do you control what GA writes about you?

Oh, bloody no! She holds me up to the spotlight, and even exposed that I dabble in botox and scream when I see a gray hair. She tells all about my ‘so-called’ eating disorders…she’s a bloody pest. If I had my way, she’d only write what I tell her to write. But you must know how impossible she is.

Tell me, Michael, what kind of background do you come from? Did you have support coming out as a gay man?

Well, I had a lot of support from my “parents” I’m sorry your dad was so strict on you. Of course, I got teased from people at school as we all do, but I knew at a very young age that I was a gay man. 

*grins* Now, back to you, if you could write your own story what would it be?

I suppose I have considered writing a biography. Many people have asked me to. But to be honest, isn’t it a story we’ve heard before? A father who does not want a gay child? Beating the gay out of them? Perhaps I should to help those in the same situation, but now that my horrible father is dead, what’s the bloody point? Of course years of counseling is trying to fix the mess he made of me. Though I look the part, mate, I assure you I’m an insecure mess inside. It’s a small wonder I need three minders to keep me in line. And with the addition of Alexander in to my life, I am beside myself with worry…where did I put me valiums??

*chuckles* Understood. What’s one word you would use to describe GA?

Nosey!

Do you have any habits or traits we would consider disturbing?

I tend to get down. Very down. I attempted to kill myself more than once. Jackie knows the truth about my childhood, but I shan’t tell many people. Poor Steven had to deal with me when I thought he and my son were going to become lovers and leave me. Needless to say I was a wreck. But it was all in me head. You see? I’m my worst enemy. 

I’m glad you’re here now, Mark. Do you have any dark secrets?

Who doesn’t, Michael, love? But my darkest secrets are and have been exposed by Ms Hauser. See? I said she was nosey. I wasn’t joking. She had made me an open book. I have shown the world I am a gorgeous insecure mess, in therapy, terrified of growing old, of losing my husband to a younger man, of becoming passé.  What are your darkest secrets?

Hmm, you know Mark I don’t really have any. I’m really quite a bore. Most of the flaws come from my characters. *grins* Let me get back to you on that. During any of the stories, will you discover anything that changes your life?

My story is still being told. I suppose it’s life as we know it. The constant trials and tribulations that make us who we are. In my future, I hope to keep making wonderful love, good friends, and cross my fingers no tragedy befalls any of the men I so dearly love. But life is full of new ideas, so who knows that is out there waiting for me.

Thank you so much for having me, Michael. It’s been a pleasure to chat with you, as I knew it would be.

Books Mark appears or is mentioned in:

Mark and Sharon (formerly A Question of Sex)

Capital Games

When Adam Met Jack

Playing Dirty

Getting it in the End

Behaving Badly

Top Men

Double Trouble

Going Deep

Mark Antonious deMontford

Dripping Hot

Got Men?

Packing Heat

Being Screwed

In the Dark & What Should Never Be

Something Sexy

Going Wild

Interviewing the Muse - Salton Lee

Happy Tuesday fans!


I can't believe its August already. What happened to the year? o.0


With new months we always like to start new things. So, just in case you haven't heard, I'm switching up the schedule here at Michael's. Please refer to the left.


One of the many things I wanted to do was interview the muse, the characters from some of the authors books or in such a case as myself, the author's pseudonym.


Again, these would be the muses speaking, not the author. So don't be surprised by what you hear. 


Today, I begin my monthly journey into the muse belonging to author Salton Lee. I hope to do this at least twice a month. 


Please enjoy this first one...

Tell me your backstory.

I was born Michael Adam Ramsey on July 27th, 1949, and several minutes later my twin brother Dominic followed me into the world of the country club, Catholic Church, and Pasadena our parents had waiting for us.

From as early as I can remember, Dad deemed me the favored son and repudiated Nick whenever possible. I hated him for it.

As Dad demanded, I delivered a USC diploma, which threw in his face and went off to the seminary with both middle fingers raised because that was how I could disgrace him most.

Hiding out as a priest worked just fine and dandy until the roof of Our Lady of the Sea Catholic Church in Salton City, California crushed me to death.  Hurricane Doreen’s rampage in 1977 did me in and I came back as an angry vigilante.

In the story you are a part of, are you happy with the way it's progressing? the desired result without giving details?

Things would go a hell of a lot better if people would do what I tell them to do. I have such little patience for people who want to swirl with turds in a toilet. No, things are not going swimmingly.

 If you were an actual living breathing human, what things would you change about the world?

Just as I make people listen as they stare down the barrel of my Ruger Redhawk, I’d fight terrorism with overkill. If you slap me, I’ll put a .44 through your forehead.

Do you control your writer?

I have a lot to say and he lets me say it. I don’t have to control him because he lives vicariously through the badass I am.

Does your author try to take over the story at any time?

I always can exert control if need be. All I have to do is tell him it’s time for us to have Razorblade martinis—he makes them perfectly—and regale him with tales of my Shelby Mustang GT500KR and its snarling Cobra Jet V8 and he’s back in the fold. He’s such a car whore. Nick can tell him 427 Sting Ray stories and get undivided attention.

Do you have any habits or traits we would consider disturbing?

I can easily gain your confidence and use you and quite frankly. I really don’t care about anything other than justice. There is no gray area. It’s either right or wrong, and if you’re wrong, you have me as your worst nightmare.

I know I can use my looks to get anything I need. I can make women melt. Men of all stripes wish they were me, hell some probably even want me. Go figure.

Do you have any dark secrets?

There was this prostitute from Desert Shores named Dolores Morris who would always get her John to drop her off for mass on Sundays. She loved flashing me the promised land when she got out of a car. She’d confess her sins in detail and they made me feel so alive. Sometimes we’d get sloppy drunk together in the rectory. I should have left the priesthood and spent years doing her, but I was such a chicken.

I never once broke my vows.

During the story, will you discover anything that changes your life?

The revelation for me in the battle between good and evil is that God and Satan act like two, equally dirty, rival gang leaders challenging each other for power in a territorial pissing contest without rules. Angels are as dirty as demons and the unclaimed souls of the living are in play as both sides play a numbers game.