Jay Belle Isle
I've always had an active imagination. So, I finally decided to take the stories out of my head and put them on the page. My debut novel, "Edgar Aeternum", is the first full-length "mind transfer" I've done. Given how much fun I had bringing Edgar to life, I expect there will be many more adventures in his (and my) future.
Out in the "real world", I'm a non-practicing attorney and a recently downsized employee. At 46, I've concluded that the rat race can get along fine without me and I consider myself on "early retirement". Things happen when they happen; if this had occurred a year ago, I'd be a wreck. Now, though? All I can say is that I've never been happier!
Like Edgar, I'm a huge foodie; sadly, I don't have his incredible metabolism. I do, however, take great joy in eating vicariously through him. Hey, a guy can dream! I also enjoy reading (duh, right?), a highly eclectic mix of music, the occasional night on the town and dreaming up new and exciting ways to entertain my smokin' hot readers. You know who you are! ;)
Edgar Aeternum: Book 1: Tales of Aeternal Love
Gay male science fiction romance
Edgar Aeternum is a child of the eighties - the nineteen eighties - living the high life in the 24th century, a world filled with technological marvels and amazing adventures.
For reasons beyond his understanding, he stopped aging at 26. He's seen it all: an end to pollution, the colonization of the stars and the discovery of alien worlds. But some things never change, especially in an age of incredible personal and sexual freedom.
While indulging in that freedom, Edgar meets Maddox Bristow, a young veterinary student. The two share a hot evening and Edgar returns to his free-loving life. Maddi, however, can't get Edgar out of his mind and musters the courage to call him. Life isn't all fun and games, though; an opportunistic stalker makes a move against Edgar.
What's a handsome stud to do? Mostly, enjoy it! Edgar certainly does, with style, a good bit of humor and a lot of steamy man-on-man sex. From private "play" parties to the 24/7 pleasures of the Hermes club, Edgar indulges the pleasures of the flesh whenever the urge strikes, which is often and hard. Will love strike just as hard or will Edgar spend eternity alone?