As I said, everything here is true, to the best of my knowledge.
First off, I have to confess:
I am a pseudonym
That's right. Jordan Shelbourne doesn't really exist. You can't look him up in the phone book. (You can send him email, though; see above) Jordan's a substitute name, because at least one of my employers over the past seven years was queasy over the thought of having a writer of erotica on staff.
(Hey, it could be worse -- I could be a collaboration.)
As it is, I'll tell you the following: I'm a 37-year-old man, I write for a living -- technical writing. I'm married with a single offspring and a dog.
When I'm not writing erotica, I'm writing science fiction or fantasy (or technical documents). If it sounds like a kind of restricted lifestyle, well, it is. I'll change it sooner or later, but there's only so much time in the day, and my family is high-maintenance. Writing that doesn't pay the bills necessarily takes a back seat.
In which I answer questions from faithful readers.
The story "The Fence" has sold to an anthology called Hot Off The Net, which you should be able to order soon.
...is originally Greek:
"Hear, then, I said, my own dream; whether coming through the horn
or the ivory gate, I cannot tell."
-- Plato, Charmides, or Temperance, 380 BC, transl. by Benjamin Jowett"Two gates the silent house of Sleep adorn;
Of polish'd ivory this, that of transparent horn:
True visions thro' transparent horn arise;
Thro' polish'd ivory pass deluding lies."
-- Virgil, The Aeneid, Book VI, 19 BC
Of course, it shows up in a number of other sources, too: Neil Gaiman has featured the gates prominently in the Sandman comic book; Doris Egan wrote a novel whose title is based on the reference; and there are enough references in other places to make searching for the source with Alta Vista somewhat daunting.
I thank those who helped me track it down.