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October 13, 2011
GayRomLit – Betty Crocker and the Prince
Last night I thought I'd died and gone to heaven! Found out I'd just gone to heaven, yeah! The lovely Brita Addams (*cough* Betty Crocker, as her son called her!) invited her son to dinner with us. Not only was the Mexican food to DIE FOR, but her son (who was my age and single, [...]
October 12, 2011
GayRomLit – I've arrived!
Woke up at 5:30 despite killing the alarm so I could get some rest. Stayed with Brita Addams and family the night before. Currently, I've kidnapped her and we're in an out of the way joint here in Metairie. Heading into New Orleans later today to check out The Quarter.
October 7, 2011
My First Stop on the Riptide Blog Tour — Babes in Boyland!
Crazy busy week I've had so far! And today's no calmer.
In the midst of getting ready for my roadtrip to New Orleans for GayRomLit next week, I'm over at Babes in Boyland today talking about my upcoming release, DIVINITY, with Riptide. Of course, the topic involves sex or erotica or pR0n [...]
September 29, 2011
Win Divinity!
My vampire tale Divinity will be released in November with Riptide Publishing, and already I got cover art from the lovely and talented L.C. Chase in my possession! It's perfect, see? Yep. Shiny!
DIVINITY by Bryl R. Tyne
Novelette
Paranormal/Satire/Erotic Romance
35pgs
TBR: November 7th
Blurb: Martin Hayes has found the perfect job [...]
September 10, 2011
Life Called
Sometimes you just have to put it all into perspective. Talking about the crazy schedule I call life. Found out Zackary would be graduating Friday, so I took a break from the evil day job and all my writerly stuff to embark on a five-hour journey to Parris Island, SC, to watch him graduate boot [...]
September 5, 2011
Well ain't that grand
Site crashed again, but I should have it back shortly. Hang in there!
August 23, 2011
I'm Smiling!
Why? Because my candy-craving vampire short has a pub date with Riptide Publishing. Divinity will be out on November 7th (if I make it through the edits) shh… not going there. Let me smile while I can!
August 17, 2011
When your best isn't good enough
Go ahead, jump to conclusions, but I'll bet you'll empathize once I tell you what my son went through yesterday.
** Today, I'm not posting about books or writing or sex or anything close to self promotion. No eye candy. No sarcasm or any of my awesome wit, no. Today, I'm speaking from a place I seldom go for fear of my own passion. Just thought I'd throw in that disclaimer before I get started.
Yesterday was my sons' first day of school this year. Huge change for all of us: one in elementary and now one in middle school. That means both are alone each day, all day, in a brand new school that no one, not even the teachers are familiar with, and of course, different bus schedules for each kid. Gotta grow up some time, right?
So, the eleven year old is a little nervous with all the "newness". Understandable. I agree to meet the bus driver with him, find out his new schedule, maybe ease his mind a touch on his first day of school. Just great: We discover we have a new bus driver too!
Here's the conversation that took place:
"Morning. What time do you think you'll be back this way for the middle schoolers?"
"I dunno, it's my first day."
(Now, we live two miles from elementary school this driver is taking kids to first. Ours is the next to last stop on her route. I'm mentally calculating what I believe is a fair time, but I don't know what time the kids are supposed to be to school, maybe this driver has time to stop for breakfast? I don't know all the factors, so I ask. Again. A little more informed this time.)
"I understand it's your first day." [insert phony smile] "The school's two miles away, we're almost the last stop; Can you give me a rough estimate maybe? Maybe fifteen minutes, twenty? Half an hour? An hour?"
"I don't know! It's my first day!!!"
I felt my eyes go wide, heard in a very stressed voice inside my head "O….K….," and I turned around with a curt thanks [for nothing], determined to come home, call transportation, and get this incompetent a**hat wrote up.
I mean, c'mon, MY kids are on 'your' bus… I want to be sure 'you' can be trusted with my most valued things in my life, and all 'you' show me is that 'you' can't control your temper FIRST THING IN THE MORNING? What's the rest of the day going to be like for this person? My only thought.
We notice one of my son's friends waiting for the same bus, so I let him go and wait with his friend while I drive back up the hill to call.
No surprise here: transportation isn't answering the phones… Typical. I vow not to give up until they've heard about one of their driver's incompetence in handling both her job and the customer, moi, and my most precious cargo…
Suddenly, our dog raises hell…I look out the window to see my son tearing up the driveway. "What the hell's goin' on?"
Winded, he braces his knees [we live 1/4 mile off hwy]. "She left us… She drove right by, turned, and went toward the school!"
Murderous intention danced like sugarplums across my mind. You What? You left my kid? Like hell!
Needless to say, I floored it all the way to school, got him there in thirty minutes, got back home, made up my mind to put phone on rapid dial until I got through to transportation.
Nothing.
Transportation didn't pick up their phone, not once all day! [You can bet your sweet a** I'll be on that phone all day today also]
But the fun doesn't end here.
Oh, no.
My youngest calls me at work–at 5:22 pm– "Have you heard from–?"
WHAT? "He's not home?!"
Ok. Quick brain calculation again… 1. driver's incompetent; 2. driver's got an attitude problem; 3. driver doesn't know her route; 4. driver would rather get angry than find solution = son will be late getting home. I figure about an hour, maybe a little longer.
He got out of school at 3:30!
The rest of my afternoon was consumed with panic, swearing–LOTS of swearing, walking out at work [literally, just walked out the doors, hopped in my Jeep, peeled out of the lot], driving across town to a school I expect to find completely dark at 5:30 at night, found a most gracious and most helpful vice principal in a lone little office off Administration, who was a true people person and dropped all her responsibilities and tried everything in her power to help me find my son… and a brief loss of hope when even she could not get a hold of transportation and I was going to have to jet across town the other direction to get there before they locked up for the night and the whole time HOPE my son was still on the bus?
I called home one last time.
My son picked up the phone. "I'm home finally. Got here at 5:44."
I couldn't speak much; think I got out a "good, love you," and a "bye."
Neither my son nor I will go through this again. Ever.
I'll be back on that phone today, but I won't mess with calling transportation, no. You had your chance to satisfy this "customer" and failed. I'll be on the phone to the district superintendent, and I won't stop until I get the results I seek. I'm sorry for your shiny new bus on your shiny new route and your shiny new job, Ms. incompetent bus driver, but when it comes to MY kids, your best wasn't good enough.
Bryl R. Tyne is a wrangler by nature and a writer by choice, published with Noble Romance Publishing, Ravenous Romance, Dreamspinner Press, STARbooks Press, Untreed Reads Publishing, Changeling Press, and Amber Quill Press. Check out Bryl's bi-monthly column: My Way Find out more about the author at: bryltyne.com
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August 16, 2011
Take-a-Chance-Tuesdays @ Untreed Reads Publishing
Passing this sale on from one of my publishers. Enjoy.
Every Tuesday we'll bring you a deeply discounted title by an author you may not yet know. At such a low price, you might just discover your new favorite ebook…with virtually no risk!
This week's book:
About Postmodern Medicine:
Ayeshia Smith has died, her organs donated to recipients around the country. FromBirth Ltd. and its leader Dr. Groome intend to profit from her death by creating a business of harvesting and donating organs. In an effort to increase the number of people willing to sign up to be a part of the venture, Mr. Mardin is hired to create a video for promotion of the company. In the process of making the film and interviewing those who received her organs, Mardin realizes those who benefitted aren't as gracious as (or grateful to) their donor. In the battle of profits vs. humanity, will anyone even remember Ayeshia Smith? Author Trevor Price provides a timely, satirical commentary about the potential future of medicine in the world, and the sacrifice of humanity in the name of turning a profit.
Click HERE to read an excerpt.
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This special is good Tuesday, August 16th only in The Untreed Reads Store. You'll find the novel available in PDF, EPUB and PDB (Palm) formats. This special is not good at any other retailer.
August 13, 2011
Might as well be....
Tuesday 3:00 a.m. on YouTube
Might as well be 3:00 a.m. Think I'll blame this feeling on my new editors. See what y'all have done to me? Bah!
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