Inigo the Satyr - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Okay, so I'm not really in my 20's, like it says in my profile, although I did stop aging around then. I'm 3,762, but MySpace only lets you choose a birth date going back to 1906. Now you're rolling your eyes, 'cause nobody buys into the whole gods-and-demons thing anymore, and the ones that do are almost always a tad scorched. Good. Don't believe. Then you won't be so quick to barbecue us next time you catch us getting our incubus on. That's the only way to kill most of us, and somewhere along the way, people figured it out, hence the major suck-fest that was the Inquisition. Most of you know me and my three incubus pals who live at the chateau with me from my pal Louisa Burton's Hidden Grotto books , which the publisher is calling erotic romance nowadays. Some reviewers call it literary erotica, but the L-word makes her nervous, so she calls them intellismut. She's really psyched cuz the first book in the series, HOUSE OF DARK DELIGHTS, went back to press and keeps getting foreign translation deals, including Serbian. I shit you not. Serbian. The second book, which has more of me in it--thanks to my, I mean Louisa's, fans--is called BOUND IN MOONLIGHT, and it came out at the end of '07. The third one, WHISPERS OF THE FLESH, in which I star in what is clearly the hottest scene in the book, is an Oct. '08 release. The fourth is in the can. It'll be out in '09--the summer, I think. If you want to check out her books, she's got a website with a seriously obsessive-compulsive amount of info about me (check out her Inigo page nd my incubus pals, and also excerpts from the books. So, check out THESE PIX. Louisa's publicity photo make her look like this wholesome if secretly debauched girl next door, but I like this snapshot I took of her, cuz it shows her displaying her most impressive talent, which is being able to drink a martini while swimming, without spilling a drop.

My Interests

Books with me in them. ;)

Check out Louisa's FREE EXCERPTS , but I suggest you have an icy cold frozen margarita handy!

My brand of choice: Gran Centenario Anejo Tequila I also loves me some: Napping, French postcards and vintage pinup pictures, disco dancing (don't judge me), exercising the old heroic dimensions, napping some more, graphic novels, memory foam mattresses, GOOD chocolate--none of that Nestles crap, and I LOVES ME SOME WAFFLES

I'd like to meet:

There's someone I'd like to meet again, my old drinking buddy Probus (yeah, yeah he's heard all the jokes). This is the last known picture of him. If you see him, would you ask him to message me?

Music:

Jimmy Cliff, Springsteen, Bob Seger, KT Tunstall, Madeleine Peyreux, the Stones, U2, Beethoven, and THE KING.

Movies:

All the Bond films but especially Casino Royale, Body Heat, Chinatown (My sister! My daughter!), The Hunger (romanticizes vampires, but Catherine Deneuve was never hotter), Out of Sight (Jennifer Lopez in a car trunk--doesn't get much better), Brokeback Mountain (could totally turn me), Secretary (hurts so good), A Clockwork Orange (I'm Singin' in the Rain)

Television:

Project Runway (I must be gayer than I thought). Ditto Top Chef and Top Design. Weeds (I relate to every character in that show), Dexter (TOTALLY ROCKS), Spanish language soaps, Survivor (yeah, yeah, I don't want to hear it), Deadwood (FUCK, yeah!), Lost, Prison Break, the Weather Channel, infomercials--whatever. If my satellite dish picks it up, I'll watch it. Except for Fox News. Fox News can bite me.

Books:

HOUSE OF DARK DELIGHTS, BOUND IN MOONLIGHT, and WHISPERS OF THE FLESH by Louisa Burton (did I mention I'm in them?). The plays of Pratinas and Aeschylus 'cause some of them were inspired by yours truly :), THE KAMA SUTRA OF VATSAYAYANA, trans. by Sir Richard Burton (Louisa =claims= she's somehow related to him); The refreshingly raunchy poems of GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS; and all of Thomas Harris's Hannibal Lechter books, even though the ending of HANNIBAL sucks my dick (the movie ended better). But you've got to admire an author who can make you love a cannibal. (Hm, I love Dexter, too, and he's a serial killer. If I were into self-analysis, that might bug me.)

Heroes:

That guy that fell two miles to earth when his parachute didn't open, and right before he hit the ground, he waved goodbye (he was wearing helmet cams), but then he fell in some bushes and walked away with a broken ankle and a punctured lung. It was the waving goodbye, that's what makes him a hero to me. Also: Brantigern the Protector, Margaret Sanger, Charlemagne, Ghandi, Dick Cheney (just trying to see if you're still with me), the long-maligned Mary Magdalene, Leonardo da Vinci, Beethoven, Shakespeare (nothing new with those last 3, I know, but am I wrong?), and last but not least, lusty nymphs everywhere, human or non.

My Blog

Whispers of My Flesh

Actually, it's Whispers of THE Flesh, but I'm in it, so I can call it what I want. It's Louisa Burton's new erotic romance book, tres steamalicious! If you don't believe me, check out the EXCERPT on h...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 02:44:00 PST

Viva las Vegas

.. --> @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> So just got back from meeting up with Louisa and the whole crew on their semi-annual pilgrimage to Las Vegas. ...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Sun, 18 May 2008 12:53:00 PST

Help! Louisa won Best Erotic Fiction of 2007!

Yes, they gave her a plaque at the Romantic Times conference, and she can't stop waving it around. It's for House of Dark Delights, and I'm pretty sure it won on the basis of my inimitable, not to men...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 08:32:00 PST

Are you pissed off about Isabel and Adrien?

Okay, so one of the comments on my page is from Alexandra, who’s miffed about the way Isabel and Adrien’s story ended in Louisa’s newest book, BOUND IN MOONLIGHT. Louisa (who’s...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 12:44:00 PST

Theres no living with her now

Louisa just found out that House of Dark Delights, her first Hidden Grotto intellismut effort, has been nominated for some award with a really long name. Here, let me find the cocktail napkin she wro...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 01:17:00 PST

Gender Bending the Old Fashioned Way

Okay, so Louisa did squirm a little bit during her reading at the In the Flesh erotic reading series in NYC last summer, but she muscled through it pretty heroically, all things considered. I was slug...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 06:18:00 PST

Lil ol Me, BOUND IN MOONLIGHT

Louisa wants everybody to know (everybody 18 and over, she says) that today, Dec. 26, is the official "shelf date" for the second book in her Hidden Grotto series of intellismut--meaning it shou...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 06:00:00 PST

Tivo, cookies, and stone cold foxes

So I'm baking cookies. Ok, well not really. I picked up one of those tubes of pre-made cookie dough, ate half with a spoon (what? Like you never have? Don't judge me) and baked the other half. D...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 07:03:00 PST

Just a gigolo...

You hear the word "party" and you think good things. Darkened rooftops full of interesting strangers. All night rages where you dance 'til dawn. Roman Orgies were interesting, to say...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 09:43:00 PST

A satyr walks into an airport bar...

I don't like to fly. Louisa uses the word afraid. I tell her to stuff it. Afraid implies some sort of mortal fear for my life. And aside from the fact that you're more likely to die in a car than i...
Posted by Inigo the Satyr on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 04:52:00 PST