Monday, December 29, 2014

New print from Magenta's Nik Guerra!

When you order $30 or more of books or Sizzle magazine from our site, we offer you a free special print, not available anywhere else. And now, we've added to our existing choices one by Nik Guerra of the popular, kinky and gorgeous Magenta, Noir Fatale series.
One beautiful pinup printed on art paper:

 Nik Guerra

This is in addition to prints we have by Kevin Taylor & Cornnell Clarke.
See more here.
Come and get it!
Unfortunately, as of yet, we only have the unsigned print of this. We'll tell you when we add the signed one, if we can, as we have available by Taylor or Clarke for ordering $50 or more.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Dear Miss Santa

Illustration Copyright 2014 by Lamair Nash    

Fiction File Entry #29 (Sexy bits and naughty thoughts that may yet become full-blown comics…or something.)
Santa was checking her list thrice.  She put the candied pencil tip to her lips and toyed it with her tongue.  The letters from the adults were the hardest.  Kids—the kids were easy.  I want a train.  I want a doll.  Santa, please, please, please, the latest electronic gadget.
Simple.  See?
Not so, with adults.  When they stopped being childlike, they could still be childish.  They could be 18 or 80, and still want the impractical.  Want what they should not play with.  “Like monkey handling gun,” Godmother would say.
That last letter.  From Brahms, the farmer guy, who also sees love as a form of, of produce.  Plant some seeds.  Pick when ripe.  Sometimes, she swore he must have thought he was writing to his therapist and not the North Pole.  If he had a therapist, which he probably should.
She has a shelf for an ass and a nice round tummy, kind of like you.  A thick black woman, you know, side to side, with this big bottom whose cheeks flop like fish out of water when she walks.  But at that moment I was looking into her eyes, I could see the bile building in them, the calamity to come.  She was so sour, at that moment, she’d suck the fun out of an orgy.  I told her, “I can be trained.  I’m a good monkey.”  When she raised her eyes to meet mine again, my cock shriveled in anticipation. She didn’t say anything, nothing at all that was the least encouraging.  I felt like scum, pond scum.  Is there any organism lower than that?  She’s all I’ve ever wanted, since meeting her at the shop here four years ago.     
His was a case of nature over nurture.  Hers, too.  She had a job to do.  And there was, as usual, no one to help her tonight.  If you didn’t count the elves, which you couldn’t.  They never rode the sleigh since The Accident.
Santa mused.  Sometimes, there were worse things for a monkey to handle than a gun.
She stuffed the tan, batteryless, remote-control, feel-real, Taser-teaser-pop-your-top phallus into her bag.
Nature or nurture.  She sighed.  Sometimes, you had to be a little naughty to be nice.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

It Could Happen To You, Too!

EUROTICA is ringing in the New Year with a bang, or two. This February, Spanish creator, Mapp is back with more plausible scenarios of sex and debauchery. Doctors, dentists, and wedding dress makers are all ready to fulfill your wildest and sexiest fantasies in this new volume. As the title suggests, with a little luck, it could happen to you!  
The doctor who receives a visit from a chick who needs help with deeply embedded… love beads; the wedding dress maker hit on by the horny bride; the hot woman dentist who puts you to sleep and then into hot sexual bondage… hey, you never know, it could happen to you!
8.5 x 11, 48pp. full-color paperback: $11.99
ISBN: 9781561639267

Order now at your local comic book store using the Diamond order code: DEC141582 

If you haven’t read the first volume, order today for even more wild romps with luck!

It Could Happen to You #1
Another outstanding Spanish artist from Kiss Magazine presents everyday situations gone very very lubricious. Suddenly a guy gets lucky with... a neighbor, a client, a horny woman wanting sex NOW! Fetchingly rendered by Mapp. You'll love his hot wanton women.
8.5 x 11, 48pp., full-color paperback: $11.99,
ISBN 9781561636075

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Monday, October 13, 2014

A Little Something...

Peanut Butter Vol. 8 p. 38 panel 1
© Cornnell Clarke 2014

Here is another illustration from my upcoming graphic novel Peanut Butter Vol. 8. This one is actually one of my favorite illustrations from the book so far. The execution of it and the emotional content... Something I wan to convey from this point onward...

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Thursday, October 9, 2014

Jeanne and Molly Finally Make Up!

Peanut Butter Vol. 8 p. 38 panel 2
© Cornnell Clarke 2014
I know, I know... Haven't posted in quite some time. Anyway, here is a little preview of an upcoming panel from Peanut Butter Vol.8. Still have to touch it up a bit but, it's coming out well. 

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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Coming Up in December!

In December we have another titillating edition of Sizzle!
Alongside Peanut Butter, Sweet Sins and Precinct 69 continuations, this issue features two new series!

First up is Love Gun.
Love Gun has been tearing it up on the internet, full of manga inspired energy and juicy sex!

The Lust of Us is one hot zombie sex fest spoof of the genre! Trust us, it will make you feel alive!

 8 ½ x 11, 48pp. full color magazine, $6.99
Order in December's Diamond Previews STK65698. Ask your local comic shop for ordering information.

Out in December!

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Sex, Lies & Digital Proofs

The image of The Madame that made the cover of Intimacy 101.  Photo Copyright 2014 by RES.

My wife didn’t see the cover of my 2013 prose collection of erotica, Intimacy 101: Rooms & Suites, until it was at the printer.  There was, to my mind, at least one good reason for that: the cover was a photo of her.

For the first two of the three years I wrote The Onlooker for the Nation newspaper in Barbados, she read every column before it went to my editor.  She was the only person to read the entire manuscript of my novel And Sometimes They Fly before I submitted it to my publisher, DC Books.  My wife hasn’t read everything I’ve written before it’s released to (or unleashed on) the world.  Since we’ve been together, she’s actually read a rather select percentage of my work.  A manager by training, “not a writer or anything like that,” she’d say, her artistic judgement is nonetheless very reliable.

I’d be a fool not to run the cover by her.  But I was unsure of her reaction.

My photo, her image

The cover is a photo I took of her at our front door, maybe circa 1998.  It’s late morning, and we’d just gotten out of bed.  She’s still wearing the black negligee I had bought her for a birthday or anniversary, and she’s tying up her hair before going out to the laundry room to put in a load of clothes.  There’s something about the light and her posture that makes her limbs look longer than they actually are; she’s a neat 5’2”. 

My camera happened to be nearby, a Kodak 35mm with basic zoom.  I took the shot, and, surprisingly, she didn’t complain: about her hair or dress or being ambushed in this way.

We were not long into our marriage then.  Years of comfort with your partner, however, can make a person unexpectedly self-conscious.  I thought my wife might veto my choice of the old photo as cover art for Intimacy 101.

“You didn’t ask me my permission,” she said, mock serious, when I finally showed her the digital proofs of the cover.

“It’s my photo,” I said.

“Eh-eh.  But it’s my picture,” she said before moving from the screen to clean the bathrooms.

Lucky man

When Barbadian filmmaker Russell Watson visited our house two years ago in October, he saw the photo.  He was over to interview me for a series of shorts on local writers he was producing for the National Cultural Foundation’s 2012 National Independence Festival of Creative Arts (NIFCA).  The cover photo rests quietly in the family room, in no fancy frame, on top one of my filing cabinets.  He was looking for a good place to shoot and asked to see—marched, actually, right intothat room. 

He stopped when the photo caught his eye, held it up.  “The Mrs,” I explained.  “I took it.  Many, many years ago.”

He nodded.  I realize now I don’t know what caught his eye, the light, the woman, what she was wearing.  But he said, “Lucky man,” and I nodded. 

There’s probably another reason I didn’t share with my wife my desire to use this photo of her as the cover for Intimacy 101, and this reason carried over even into my dealings with the book’s designer: as sexual as we are, most folks aren’t so comfortable with overt references to the erotic, much less to their own eroticism.

The nature of the thing

When I met with my book designer, Carissa Lee of Cleeative Design, to discuss the specs and content for the book, I told her, “There are certain stories, because they’re dealing with relationships, that are more graphic than others.  But you’re an adult.  You’ll get over it.”

I should mention Carissa is a former student of mine.  I taught her Research Methods at Barbados Community College in the Division of Fine Arts.  I oversaw the writing of her final-year illustrated research paper.  A talented graphic designer, she clearly had a natural understanding of book design.  She was my first choice for the job, if available.

All this Carissa knew—not really the exact nature of the thing, which I should have been more frank about.  Nor did I know, despite her reserve, that she was rather religious.  When finished the proofs, she wrote me in an email: “I do not feel comfortable with certain topics including witchcraft and immoral sexual behaviour and working on jobs that include this would go against what I believe as a Christian.  I had failed to get sufficient info on Intimacy 101 before agreeing to do it but I had already agreed and therefore kept my word.” 

Right thought, right action

The time for reticence on my part was clearly over.  “I respect your position,” I wrote back.  “Mind you, you should probably know that I am also a Christian—baptized, confirmed and married in the same little church in LaSalle, St Lawrence Anglican, which I still attend when back home in Canada—and I have a different view of what goes against the grain spiritually.

“Much—probably almost all—of my own writing, be it fiction or non-fiction, has had to do with family, relationships and notions of right thought and right action…issues dealing very much with the morality of our lives from, I must say, a decidedly Christian perspective.”

Carissa’s reply was heartening.   She’d not misread the spirit of my sentiments, always a possibility when sex, religion, art, or politics is involved: “I appreciate your comments and it is quite possible that with time and more experience I may view it from a different perspective.  At this point, however, I feel comfortable with the decision I have made and I thank you for your understanding.” 

After that, we got on with it.  Carissa proofread copy as well as worked on the graphics, and insisted she personally deal with the printer when readying the final proof for press “to ensure the job is done to your satisfaction.”  She was professional from start to finish, not that I’d actually expected anything less from her. 

Despite the ugliness in our world, there’s still plenty of room for Beauty and Truth.  I like to think both may be found in the particular spaces I explore.  As a writer, as an artist myself, I don’t pass judgement on others, no matter how uncompromising my critique of or curiosity about society.  My vocation, as I’ve embraced it, is to tell it like it is and like it ain’t.  To describe life as it is and life as it ought to be.  From cover to cover, and with grateful creative assist, Intimacy 101 along with my other work attempts to do this. 


· Robert is the critically acclaimed author of the NBM Amerotica titles Attractive Forces, Stray Moonbeams and Great Moves.  His other books include the novel And Sometimes They Fly; the story collections The Tree of Youth and Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall; and the memoir Sand for Snow: A Caribbean-Canadian Chronicle.

Intimacy 101: Rooms & Suites is available from the following bookstores: The Book Place (E:; Days Books (; and UWI Bookshop (

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Curtis Attacks — Page 26!

My apologies... Haven't posted in quite a while. Here is a look at page 26 from my upcoming graphic novel Peanut Butter Vol. 8

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Tuesday, July 29, 2014

From San Diego with love!

Now here's one satisfied She Hulk customer!!!
She just picked up a volume of Barbarian Chicks at our booth and visibly couldn't wait to uh... dig in.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Finally! Page 25!!!

Peanut Butter Vol. 8 p. 25
"White Girl Likes it ROUGH!" ~ Curtis 'Curly' Ríos

Here is a look at the complete page 25. Getting closer and closer to finishing Peanut Butter Vol. 8. I'm hoping to have some original art for the book available at this years San Diego Comic Con (we'll see). 

Anyway, overall a pretty good page although, there are some elements of which I'm not completely satisfied. One in particular is Molly Fredrickson's look. She looks awkward at times specifically in panel two but also overall. Hopefully I'll have the time to touch her up before publication. We'll see...

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Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Rihanna: A Comic Proposal


Just living her life: Rihanna in a sheer dress at the 2014 CFDA Fashion Awards at Alice Tully Hall at Lincoln Center on June 2 in New York City.  Top Photo Copyright 2014 by Richie Buxo/Splash News.  Bottom Photo Copyright 2014 by [REX].   

Dear Rihanna,
May I call you RiRi?
I read something you said recently that got me to thinking again.  It was in the Quotes for Today section of the Sunday, June 8, edition of The Barbados Advocate.  The paper quoted you as saying, “I don’t do things for the response or for the controversy.  I just live my life.”  They listed you as a “Barbadian singer.”  Oh, but you’re so much more, even to their readership, than you let on, aren’t you?
To the point, then: I want to do your life.  But not just any life.  I want to do you in words and pictures.  I want to do a comic about you, RiRi.  But not just any comic.  I think this bio-epic should be told in some genre.  It should, naturally, be an erotic graphic novel.
Don’t scoff—or, more likely, steups your teeth.  Hear a fellow artist out.
I have been thinking for a while that your life needs a good biographical treatment.  Truthfully, I know a couple other Barbadian writers, keen and skilled, who’ve been thinking the same thing.  They’d fictionalize your life.  They’d write about you in verse.  I was the “serious” one; I wanted to write a “proper” prose non-fiction work.  A study of your rise to fame from humble island-girl beginnings, of your career, stellar popularity, and songs.  It’d be a literary book but, because of the topic, also a commercial book.
Then I read your 2011 Esquire interview (November issue), and I started to question the medium most fit to render your true likeness.  
The magazine voted you The Sexiest Woman Alive that year.  You were only 23.  The cover photo was an exclusive by Russell James, a moist-looking, moody shot of you in nothing but stiff, seaweed-like strands of Edenic vegetation.  And those much talked about tattoos.  Your painted nails were claws, your hazel eyes were feline.  Yes, the effects worked: you looked like a dangerous sex kitten.  On the cover.
Ross McCammon, who had clearly done his research on Barbados and you, wrote the feature.  At some point, he inevitably asked you about your concerts’ raciness.  Your reaction had the man flummoxed.  He had just seen you waiving your tail in your audience’s faces; he couldn’t believe what you were confessing to him.  This is how he tells it (the italics are, of course, yours):
The conversation turns to sex.  (Because it’s actually the most obvious subject in the world.)
At the end of a concert, I don’t feel like I’ve been this sexy thing.  Really, I don’t even think about it.
Unless it’s a song that really calls for it, like “Skin” or “S&M,” or when I cover “Darling Nikki.”  There’s a section that’s called “Sex” in the show, which is the obvious section for sexuality.
There aren’t sexuality sections.  The whole show is sex.
The whole show is in sections.
No, I’m saying—
I know what you’re saying.
I’m refuting what you’re saying.
But what I’m saying is—
I saw the show.
What I’m saying is, that’s the only part that’s deliberate, you know?
Like, really?  Honestly, even if it comes across sexual—it has to be a part of my subconscious thought.  It’s never deliberate in the rest of the show.  I don’t even really…I could see “What’s My Name?”—the dancing is pretty sexy.  “Rude Boy.”  But I don’t know.  I guess people find different things sexy.
I’m naïve; have been most of my life, I’ve come to realize, especially when it comes to relationships.  You may have been putting one over on Mr McCammon.  But the Advocate quote reminded me of your words from that Esquire interview.  Even if you were protesting too much, you had convinced me in that interview without even trying: the graphic novel, the erotic graphic novel, might succeed where all other media had failed to capture your sex appeal.
The why was fairly obvious: the provocative, the erotic, which is what so many have sought to comprehend about you, is really about subterfuge.  Put more crassly: it’s not the sex kittens who purr loudest when stroked behind closed doors…or on stage.  Nope.  It’s those who aren’t even trying to meow.  Those who, like you, are just going about their business, living their lives.
And what could be more life affirming than the erotic?
I don’t want to overstate my case, but a few selling points:
1)There are facets of your life a comic could show your fans that a film or book or play could not, because none of these would have the language to do so.
2)Graphic novels are very much the medium of the moment, yet they’ve been around for decades.  They also happen to be very much the medium of your generation, who gorge themselves on all things manga, anime, Marvel, DC, and Image.  In many ways, this is how that generation has already ingested the bits of your life in that digital stew called social media.  Its members already read, speak and dream of you in comics!
3)Celebrity graphic novels, erotic or not, are seldom done these days.  Erotic or not, there would be straight-to-movie potential—
I’ll say no more.
You may not do things for a public response, I get that.  That would be exhausting and not very savvy.  You’re a Bajan woman; I know you ain’t ’bout wasting energy or brain power.  But—and I could be wrong—I suspect all your music career, maybe all your life, long before you signed the contract that would distill, like sugar cane into a fine rum, Robyn Rihanna Fenty into Rihanna, you’ve been looking, yearning to make a statement worthy of a response, one that says something real about who you are, as an individual and as an artist.  A comic may be the way to do it.  The title of each chapter could be a title from one of your songs (Top 40 or not).  
Think about it, RiRi.  And let me know.
Nuff respect,
· Robert is the critically acclaimed author of the NBM Amerotica titles Attractive Forces, Stray Moonbeams and Great Moves.  His other books include the novel And Sometimes They Fly; the story collections Intimacy 101: Rooms & Suites, The Tree of Youth and Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall; and the memoir Sand for Snow: A Caribbean-Canadian Chronicle.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014


Here´s a copy of the illustration of Zoia used for cover of Sixth album of "Barbarian Chicks and demons". Uncensored version, watercolour.

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Sunday, June 1, 2014

Enter Curtis 'Curly' Ríos — Peanut Butter Vol. 8 p. 21

Peanut Butter Vol. 8 p. 21
Here's a look at the complete page 21 with text. Overall a pretty good page that ends with tension still, I'll probably make some changes when I get to the final. For the previous page check here.

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Saturday, May 31, 2014

Final Panel of Page 21! Curtis 'Curly' Ríos attacks!

"Curtis 'Curly' Ríos"
Here is the final panel of page 21. Take a look at the previous panel here. Look for the complete page tomorrow!

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Friday, May 30, 2014

Erotic Art — "Oh! Archie!!!"

"Oh! Archie!!!"
"We were ah… Getting ready for bed…!"

New illustration starring Betty and Veronica! Bidding on this piece "Oh! Archie!!!" starts at just $15! Auction Ends Sunday:  6/1/2014 3:02:40 PM (Central Standard Time).

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Quinn the Confessor

From Shadow and Light, Volume 4    

Part 1 of an occasional series on NBM’s Amerotica and Eurotica creators and their work.

"Sooner strangle an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires."  WILLIAM BLAKE

In Volume 4 of Quinn’s original Shadow and Light series, his heroines do things that shock them.  What they do happens to be sexual.  Their stories, declares the author, are true; only the names have been changed “to protect the not-so-innocent-at-all.”  These women claim, in a get-this/surprised-myself moment of clarity, that their behaviour is out of character for them.  Their behaviour isn’t, not truly. 
Sometimes, the women and men in Quinn’s stories are forced to perform the acts they do, but always they want to—they are eager to.  All that has happened is that their genuinely erotic behaviour reveals a part of their nature they may only have suspected could assert itself.
This revelation of the sexy beasts we all can be, and of the secret desires we all have—followed by their inevitable unravelling and nursing—makes the five volumes of Quinn’s Shadow and Light (NBM, 1998-2004) highly charged and deservedly disturbing studies of human eroticism.
These are fully formed graphic novels, which, with their French flaps and oil-painted covers, read like fine art albums.  The neo-realist interiors are graphite on watercolour, very sensual, very mood-inducing.  Visually, Quinn falters only once throughout the series, in Volume 5, “The Neighbour, Part 2.”  The artwork is less technically effective and emotionally affecting—there’s too much light, not enough shadow. The sex is glaringly overexposed, draining it of the shuddering intrigue and sly nuance that are felt in the other stories.
Quinn the confessor
But Quinn is the confessor.  He is at his best when he writes and draws his stories like a man who has heard some of the most forbidden and improbable sexual thoughts and feelings from his constituency.  Released from his shady box, he is determined to place us in the basement room with the glory hole, on the kitchen table in an upscale apartment, or in a grimy garage—wherever, naked yet never alone, we might find ourselves stirred to unexpected life.
Although by Volume 3 it’s clear short forms are his strength (the vignette, anecdote or tall tale), a number of Quinn’s stories could be chapters in a longer, more connected work featuring ordinary people with perhaps too much free time in their schedules.  This is significant.  Quinn gives us vital stats—“Woman—Secretary, single, 23yrs,/Man—Occupation unknown, wealthy, single, 45yrs old”—followed by the average bodies of people usually in their twenties, thirties and forties.  His worlds are also meant to be familiar, common.
If breasts are big, they are naturally so.  If a 19-year-old has a magnificent hard-on, well, he’s a healthy young man, and the success of his seduction by two mature women accounts for the rest.  If we glimpse ourselves, fleetingly, in these pages, Quinn’s art invites us to look again, deeply, at the whole picture until we’re turned on by our own reflection: by what we see ourselves doing in it, and with whom, or to whom.
Rod or lash?
Domination is a fundamental aspect of Shadow and Light.  Quinn implies we all desire, sexually, the whip or the chain in some measure, and that this is true regardless of class, whether student or professional, white or black.  He explores with commitment this conceit throughout the series, his most accomplished interpretations occurring in Volume 4.  Here, the reader is never sure who’s really in control, as those involved seem seized by gleeful passions.
There is immense if uneasy poise between Quinn’s words and pictures.  “From the beginning of this series,” he wrote in his introduction to the French La Musardine edition of Volumes 3 and 4, “I was after a balance between the art aesthetic and the direct, pure element of raunch that we all love so much and is essential for the genre of adult graphic novels. I think I got better at this balance with each new story.”  
He did.  Words in Shadow and Light are crucial, noticeably when Quinn’s panelling becomes jumbled, as if all the sex were happening at once, simultaneously and not sequentially.  Even some of his later narratives could be pared for redundancies (see Volume 4, “The Pupil”; the second paragraph of the opening commentary needs striking out); but, in fact, Quinn’s books read/look like word-driven picture books.  This is a wise artistic choice, because we often turn each other on most with words, with telling a lover what we’re going to do to him or her before showing them.
More good news
Another turn on in Shadow and Light is the reminder that, younger or older, there’s always something pleasurable and exciting to discover about our sexuality, maybe something we haven’t tried before or with the right person.  Many of Quinn’s women impress with their voluptuousness and dreaminess and creaminess, but more so with their maturity and ability to seek their satisfaction from either sex without apology.  They revel in cocks that produce more come than they thought possible, in intense anal stimulation, in multiple partners doing multiple things to them, and often in being the catalysts or instigators of the far-flung affair.   
The narrator in Volume 2 is quite right: “There will always be some thresholds that are impossible to step back over.  The power of certain experiences shifts our vantage point slightly or dramatically, but with certainty….”  Yet how “real” these experiences are may actually be of less concern to Quinn than how we live with the shifts their possibility elicit within us.  The repetition in Volume 4 of phrases like “juice pours out of me” or “come undone” by various characters suggests these as-told-to stories may owe more to fiction than fact after all.  No matter.  It is Quinn’s imagination that makes us believers in the sexy secrets of the heart he knows shockingly well.
The first two and a half volumes of the original Shadow and Light series are currently available from NBM in a hardcover edition.  Quinn is still working on the long promised Volume 6 in the series.  Its projected release date is 2015, at which time NBM intends to reissue, in hardcover and paperback, the remaining two and half volumes in the original series.

· Robert is the critically acclaimed author of the NBM Amerotica titles Attractive Forces, Stray Moonbeams and Great Moves.  His other books include the novel And Sometimes They Fly; the story collections Intimacy 101: Rooms & Suites, The Tree of Youth and Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall; and the memoir Sand for Snow: A Caribbean-Canadian Chronicle.