I just found out that there is an interesting homoerotic undercurrent going on in my Wings of the Seraphim-story that I had not yet been aware of. That does create a number of really nice narrative tensions - as the two... uh... boys in question are also vaguely interested in the same girl (although quite unconsciously in one of the cases, as he already has an ongoing relationship with a female BDSM astrologer...)
It does start to sound like I'm writing erotica here, doesn't it? Well, remember that the main story is about canned foetuses in formaldehyde, hideous experiments, enormous Samurai-style swords and war. And lots of predictive astrology.
I like this book.