Join me while I Chat with British Author of Gay Romantic Mysteries, JL Merrow

JL Merrow, thank you so much for taking time to answer some questions for members of the Gay Mystery-Thriller-Suspense Fiction Facebook group. 

Thank you for having me here, Jon! 🙂

Let’s start off with, where do you live?

I come from a little town you’ve probably never heard of… 😉 Actually, not so much a little town as a largish village in Hertfordshire, which is far enough out of London to feel like the countryside, while nevertheless being close enough for all the good stuff. J

As you probably know, writers rarely like to toot their own horns…lol, but what would you say is your greatest accomplishment? 

Oh, Lord… I’m not just a writer, I’m British as well, so this sort of thing is like pulling my own teeth! I guess what makes me proudest of what I’ve achieved is when I get an email from a reader telling me my book really spoke to them, and really resonated with their own life.

Without getting too personal, would you share a little about your home life?

In a word: cluttered! I’d like to blame the general air of untidiness on my two teenage kids, but to be honest, I’m just as bad. 😉


Do you fly by the seat of your pants when writing or plot out your storylines in detail?

I’m a natural pantser. The trouble with writing mysteries, though, is that a certain amount of plot seems to be unavoidable! I generally compromise by assembling my cast of suspects at the start and making sure I have a handle on their motivations – then just letting the muse carry me where she will.

Have had you ever had to deal with homophobia after your gay novels are released, and if so, what form(s) has it taken?

For me, the most insidious has been the automatic assumption that gay characters mean gay porn. There was a member of my writers’ circle (now departed, although not dearly!) who used to delight in telling everyone I wrote “filth”, while not batting an eyelash at other members including (straight) sex scenes in their books. Generally, though, reactions have been more restrained (we are, after all, British *g*) but for some people, it’s clear that a chaste kiss and cuddle between a same-sex couple equates in their mind to top-shelf het stuff.

You are a very prolific writer! Can you share what inspires and challenges you most in your writing? 

What inspires me? Ooh, everything. Which I guess explains the “prolific” bit! In Wight Mischief I have a character with albinism, and he came about from reading one too many books with the Evil Albino trope. A lot of the side characters in Pressure Head and Relief Valve are based on “types” I see every day in my home village—the mystery Pressure Head centres on the PCC, or Parochial Church Council, which governs the affairs of the local parish church, and I was a member of our local PCC for ten years, as treasurer. But I guess mainly it’s people and places.


What challenges me? Plot, definitely. And keeping it all straight (pun not intended!) in my head.

You have written a very popular gay romance/mystery series (Plumber’s Mate) featuring a blue collar plumber, Tom Paretski, who has a rather unique ability of finding hidden things.  Would you care to elaborate for our readers or would that be giving too much away?

Tom’s power of finding hidden things has been a mixed blessing for him. As a child, he uncovered a lot of things that people would have preferred remained hidden! It’s contributed to a certain amount of estrangement from his family, and misunderstandings from other people. Phil, to start with, is very skeptical of Tom’s talent—but when he does believe, he’s quick to see the advantages to a private investigator of having Tom’s abilities on tap.

As well as finding hidden things, Tom is a good old-fashioned dowser—able to locate water. Which is basically why he became a plumber! Apart from taking advantage of his abilities that way, though, Tom hasn’t really explored his talent; his experiences with family taught him it’s not exactly something to be proud of. But now he’s met Phil, that’s likely to change… 😉

Besides your Plumber’s Mate mystery series, you have written a couple gay suspense/thrillers, Fall Hard and Wight Mischief. Each feature protagonists who “fall hard” for mysterious men. What influenced you to pen these romantic characters caught up in suspenseful circumstances?      


The setting of Wight Mischief—the lonely house on top of a windswept cliff, based in a mid-nineteenth-century fort and connected via a tunnel through the chalk cliffs to the sea below—is a real place, and one I visited back in my teens. I can still remember creeping through the rough tunnel and emerging at the rusty staircase beyond. I defy any writer NOT to be inspired by such a setting! And as a long-time lover of fairy tales, the idea of someone more-or-less imprisoned in a tower (until, of course, the arrival of their handsome rescuer) was irresistible.

Fall Hard, too, was shaped by its setting—in fact, several reviewers have noted how central its harsh, brooding landscape is to the plot. Icelandic literature tends towards a very dark sort of humour, and it wasn’t until I started writing Fall Hard that I really understood why. The story is also, of course, greatly influenced by the great Icelandic sagas, and in particular Egil’s Saga, whose eponymous (anti)hero is even darker and more brooding than the land itself.

Which living actor would you cast to play protagonist, plumber Tom Paretski,, from your mystery series and why? How about Viggo, the Icelandic tattooed, modern day Viking that Tom falls for?

I am notoriously bad at casting actors for my characters! I think my cover artist, Kanaxa, has done a marvelous job of finding guys who fit the bill for Tom (Pressure Head), Phil (Relief Valve) and Viggo (Fall Hard), and I’d hesitate to try and improve on that.

I can tell you who’d play Al and Larry in my romantic comedy novella Muscling Through, however, as Alex Beecroft kindly cast Toms Hardy and Hiddleston in those roles for me! 😉

Last question; can you share with us a little about your current release and/or WIP?

The new release is Relief Valve, and without giving too much away, there’s a bombshell dropped at the end which I’m exploring in the current WIP, Heat Trap, which will be book #3 in the Plumber’s Mate series.

A great thing about writing a series is that you can take your time exploring your characters’ lives. In Pressure Head, Tom’s family was only briefly touched on, but in Relief Valve, we meet his sister and her fiancé, and Tom’s older brother. Themes of family will be carried on in Heat Trap.


I also have some fun in Relief Valve with a subject dear to my heart: writers’ circles. The one I’m a member of is excellent, but my goodness, I’ve heard some horror stories about other groups!

Another theme that’s present in all the Plumber’s Mate books is that of the Anglican Church. Tom is a confirmed agnostic, but the parish church has a way of weaving itself into village life whether you’re a believer or not.

On behalf of the Facebook Gay Mystery-Thriller-Suspense Fiction Group, thank you for giving us a little of your time today, answering questions fans of the genre want to know.

It’s been wonderful to talk to you! Thanks so much for having me. 😀


Find JL Merrow on the web:

My website is at:, and I’m on Twitter as @jlmerrow, and on Facebook at

What the Georgians did for us: Five Reasons to Love the 18th Century

This week, I welcome historical author, Alex Beecroft!


My new novel, ‘False Colors’ is coming out on the 6th of April.  It’s a gay historical romance set in the Age of Sail, and I’ve noticed that when I say this to people they generally reply “Age of Sail?  What’s that?”  When I go on to say that the particular bit I’m interested in is the 18th Century, I often get “oh, right; the Regency period.” 


While I would certainly like to read Pride and Prejudice, the GBLT version – where Darcy and Bingley end up together – the Regency is very different in terms of dress and social mores from the 18th Century proper.  The French revolution 1789-1799 may have lasted only 10 years, but it made a huge impact on the culture of the time.  In Britain, at least, society became much more anxious, much more inclined to self-discipline and morality, self restraint and prudishness – as if by being conventionally virtuous they could stop the same thing from happening there.


Before the French Revolution, British society had been noisy, bumptious, rude and confident.  You see a glimpse of it in Jane Austen with all those crass, vulgar, big-hearted old people who embarrass their more refined children and grandchildren.  In Patrick O’Brien’s series of sea-faring novels set in the Napoleonic era, Jack Aubrey’s father, who damages Jack’s prospects of promotion by being loud and annoying in parliament, and damages Jack’s prospects of inheritance by marrying his chambermaid, is also a nod to the livelier, cruder days of the 18th Century proper.


Five reasons to Love the 18th Century.


1. Start shallow and work up 😉  The clothes!  This was probably the last period in history when men were allowed to be as gorgeous as women.


This is the era of the poet-shirt with the big baggy sleeves and the neckline down to the navel, with or without ruffles or lace, as you prefer.  Rich men wore multi-coloured silk outfits with wonderful embroidery, contrasting waistcoats and knee breeches with fine silk stockings underneath.  Poor men wore the classic highwayman/pirate outfits complete with tricornered hats.  Did you know that a good calf on a man’s leg was considered such a desirable form of beauty that some men stuffed calf-enhancers made of cork down there?


2. Pretty deadly gentlemen.  The nice thing about all this male peacock display is that it could not be taken for a sign of weakness.  All these gorgeously plumed lads had been training to fence and fight and ride and shoot since they were old enough to stand up.  Ever seen ‘Rob Roy’ where Archie Cunningham slices and dices Liam Neeson as Rob Roy, while wearing an immaculate ice-blue waistcoat and extravagant Belgian lace?




There’s something very attractive about a class of men with Archie Cunningham’s ruthless intelligence, masterly swordfighting skills and love of expensive tailoring, but with the ‘evil bastard’ gene turned down a little.  At least, John Cavendish in False Colors teeters on the edge of that refined man of honour/dangerous sociopath divide.  He comes down firmly on the side of honour, but at times it’s a struggle.


3.  Tall ships!  This is where the ‘Age of Sail’ part comes in.  According to Wikipedia “The Age of Sail was the period in which international trade and naval warfare were dominated by sailing ships, lasting from the 16th to the mid 19th century.”  The 18th Century is full square in the middle of that period.




For the first time in history ships and the provisioning of ships had advanced to the point where navigation was relatively reliable.  Enough food and water could be stored aboard so that voyages could continue for months or even years at a time.  Naturally this lead to wars being fought all over the world between the superpowers with the technology to build these ships.  The French, British, Spanish, Dutch and Americans spent the century in a shifting network of different alliances and battles.  And the navies of the Islamic Ottoman Empire preyed upon them all in a holy war against Christians, putting the fear of Allah into the people of coastal villages all over Europe, who they would capture and take off to become white slaves.  Not to be out-done in the category of epic moral failure, the Western nations were also getting their African slave routes into mass-production.


But just as exciting as war (cannons bellowing out choking clouds of yellow sulphurous smoke and boarding parties leaping from ship to ship, cutlasses between their teeth), this was also an age of exploration and discovery.  These ships were little closed communities sailing out into a vast, unknown world.  This was the last time in history when (Western) man could boldly go where no (Western) man had gone before.  And really, Captain Cook of the Endeavour with his red-coated marines can hardly not have been a direct inspiration for Captain Kirk of the Enterprise with his crew of red-shirted expendables.  The same sense of opening horizons and wonder and the indomitability of the human spirit (and the potential tragedy of interfering with other cultures) hangs over both.


4. Filth, pamphlets and pornography.

Unlike Jane Austen’s time, when a well brought up young woman could be horrified by the idea of acting in a play, or writing to a young man who was not her fiancé, the 18th Century was much more… robust.  Filthy, in fact.  Literally filthy – streets full of horse manure and dead dogs, through which live cattle were lead to slaughter at the markets every morning (sometimes escaping to break into banks and terrorise the bankers).  But also redolent with filthy language; swearing, f’ing and blinding, referring to a spade as a spade, and various bodily functions by their Anglo-Saxon names.  The 18th Century style of vocabulary in a gentleman’s coffee house would be too crude for me to subject refined persons of the 21st Century to.  But because of this overabundance of filth you do also get a great sense of vitality and humour, of people who are unashamed and determined to squeeze the last particle of enjoyment out of the world.  People who cannot be cowed.  Their pornography reflects this; bumptious but strangely innocent (or perhaps just plain strange.)  Very much not safe for work link:


I have to say my other hero in False Colors – Alfie Donwell – is more influenced than he perhaps should be by the sheer gusto and joy of the porn and bad language of the 18th Century.  Why I ever thought he’d be a good mate for evangelical, refined, repressed John, I really can’t say!


5. The Gay Subculture.



By the early 18th Century urbanization had reached a point in London that there were enough gay people in one place to begin to recognise each other and form a subculture of their own.  There were well known cruising spots such as the Inns of Court, Sodomite’s Walk in Moorfields or Birdcage Walk in St. James’ Park.  The technical term for homosexual people at the time was ‘sodomites’ but they called themselves ‘mollies’, and there were molly houses where they could go to meet up and ‘marry’.  Famous mollies like ‘Princess Seraphina’ – a London butcher – spent a great deal of time in drag.  He seems to have been accepted into his community without a lot of fuss, as there are records of him dropping round to his female neighbours’ houses to have a cup of tea and borrow their clothes.


I really recommend Rictor Norton’s ‘Mother Clap’s Molly House’ as a great guide to that culture; scholarly but easy to read, generous and fascinating.  So fascinating I had to set at least one of my stories around a fictional molly house in Bermuda.  That’s Desire and Disguise, in the ‘I Do’ anthology, in which an unwary straight guy stumbles into the house by accident and gets a little more than he bargained for.  You might also be interested in this ‘choose your own adventure’ site:


Mother Clap’s molly house, you’ll be relieved to know, was so called because it was run by a gay friendly lady called Margaret Clap, not because that was something you were likely to get there!


In short, the 18th Century in which False Colors was set could not be more different than the prim and refined era of the Regency novel.  I can’t offer a comedy of manners, only honour and adventure, battleships, pirates, explosions, a fair degree of lust and violence and bad language, and dangerous men in gorgeous clothes J




Alex Beecroft is the author of Captain’s Surrender, The Witch’s Boy and False Colors.