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Vance Anthony is the author of When the Lights Come Up and View From the Bottom. He crafts vivid works of contemporary fiction that focus on romantic and erotic connections between men. His characters think too much, say the wrong thing, and find love in unexpected places. He enjoys finding magic in the mundane. 

You'll likely find him sipping an oat latte and fishing cat hair from his mouth while yelling at someone for driving too fast, then judging their taste in music.

Vance Anthony
Vance Anthony

Vance spent his childhood in rural Indiana, surrounded by cornfields and cow pastures, dreaming of fantastical worlds much different than the one he knew. Bustling urban playgrounds of light and sound captured his interest, so he conjured those worlds through art, music, and the written word, until he was old enough to venture out and meet them head-on. He drifted from city to city in search of those worlds, working in various fields to pay the bills, eventually settling in Atlanta long enough to start a dog walking service. It was there that he rediscovered his love of writing and decided to pursue it with his whole heart. 

He currently resides in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Georgia with his husband and their family of fur kids, dreaming up characters who capture his heart while traveling the world to feed his soul.


Photo Credit: Emily Burke, Detourist Photography

Books

View From the Bottom: A Bundle of Gay Erotic Shorts

Three spicy novellas to arouse your curiosities and stimulate your senses.

A Piece of You: In the midst of a brutal heatwave, rolling brownouts descend upon the densely populated island of Manhattan. While the beleaguered residents of New York City take to the streets, Joey, sidelined from work and unable to focus, allows his boredom to get the...

When the Lights Come Up

A steamy, coming of age romance cloaked in memoir.

Brandon’s youth was colored by excess; by music and Ecstasy and casual sex. He found freedom in the late-night indulgence of New York City in the nineties, a sense of abandon he wasn’t able to grasp growing up in a religious household on Long Island in the eighties.

But nostalgia paints a pretty...

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