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December 3, 2014
Stardust - New Release for Chrsitmas
Almost twenty years ago now, Dominic and I honeymooned in Germany. Marriage was far from legal, but the two of us had a small commitment ceremony in the back yard of our home. Our neighbors were supportive enough that they let us use their back yard as well. It was a magical day and the only wedding we ever needed. Some people didn't understand, but that was okay. We did what we wanted and it was beautiful. After the ceremony, he and I spent two weeks in Germany and some of that time was in Munich.
This year I returned to Munich in my imagination and wrote Stardust, my story for Christmas. I used all those memories that Dominic and I made, I turned the small hotel we stayed in into Georg's city home, and draped the entire place in holiday cheer. It was like a trip down memory lane for me.
Blurb:
Duncan is an ocean from home over the holidays and expects to spend them alone. To his pleasant surprise, one of his European co-workers, Georg, befriends him and includes Duncan in the holiday traditions of his homeland: cutting a Christmas tree under starry skies at Georg’s country estate, decorating it at the family’s city home, and shopping at the Christmas market in Munich. Both men are lonely and realize they have much in common. But Georg’s life is in Germany and Duncan’s is in Boston. With the project they’re working on nearing completion, any chance for more than a holiday fling seems as elusive as stardust.
Buy link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/stor...
Excerpt: “I had nothing else to do, and by agreeing to come here, it allowed the other members of the team to spend Christmas with their families.” I smiled, and he did the same. A nice smile, more sincere than the polite ones I was getting used to seeing. His smile went to his eyes and was genuinely warm. I’d seen him around the plant the past few weeks, but he’d never approached me, and I’d done as instructed and remained in the area set aside for me to do my work. “I’m Duncan Haversmith,” I said, extending my hand.“Georg von Mittelbach,” he said. I’d seen his name plate on an office, and in my mind I’d pronounced it “George,” but he said it like “Gay-org” and it fit him really well. He was tall with dark hair, precisely cut, and deep brown eyes. I assumed he was one of the managers, since he had an office. “I have been asked to act as your liason to make sure you have everything you require.”I was confused. “What about Hans?” I’d been working with him for the past two weeks.“He went on paternity leave. His wife had a baby.”“Oh,” I said, resisting the urge to turn back to watch the grinding process. I probably should have, because it would have given me a chance to cover my surprise. Hans and I had been working together for two weeks and he’d never mentioned anything about it.“Sometimes—” he began and then paused. “I traveled to the US on business a few years ago for a few months, and you are much more open about your personal lives in the office. We tend to be a little more… private.”I nodded. I had noticed that. “I guess I’m sad I never had a chance to offer my congratulations.” I’d been working as the liaison for the consortium that had contracted the mirror while it was being ground for a new-generation space telescope. The project was led by NASA, but a number of universities were also taking part. As an astronautical engineer, I led the team back at MIT that had designed the mirror and its housing.“Please.” Georg smiled again. Dang, he was beautiful when he did that. No, beautiful was the wrong word—he was stunning, and his deep eyes shone in a way that reminded me of the shine of the water that both lubricated the mirror below as well as carried away the microscopic material ground away. “It’s his fourth baby. He should have it down to a science by now.” His smile brightened, showing off perfectly white teeth. My stomach did a little flip. It was brief, but a slight jittery feeling remained, one that told me Georg might be gay. Of course the way his gaze lingered a little longer than was necessary was also a clue. “How long will you be here?”“I’m scheduled for another six weeks at this point, but I’m supposed to remain until the mirror is finished and packed for shipment.” I motioned to one of the chairs around the small table that filled the tiny room I’d been given as a work area. Since it was only me, it was fine. I rarely had visitors—only Hans, and now Georg. Most everyone else went about their business with little concern for me.“There isn’t going to be a lot to see in the next few weeks.” Georg began setting a file on the table. “We are on schedule, and barring some hidden flaw in the glass itself, which isn’t likely, given our quality standards and the testing that was done before the process began, we should finish grinding and polishing on December 30. Then we can complete the packing process and we’ll fly it to the US and make delivery. I will admit, it seems excessive to have you here the entire time. There will be very little to see.”“I understand,” I said. I really did. “This seemed like overkill to me, but they wanted someone here to communicate back and relay any issues. You are aware that this is the second mirror. The first one got halfway through the process and had a flaw. That was a different company, of course.”“Of course,” Georg said with another smile, this one with a hint of pride. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”“Not that I can think of,” I said. “Except maybe recommend a few places to visit this weekend. I’ve been here a few weeks and have explored a little of the tourist section of Munich, but I’d like to do something different.” It was harder than I expected to be able to get around and see things since I didn’t speak much German. As long as I stuck to the areas frequented by tourists I seemed to be fine, but I had been hoping to see other areas.“Of course,” Georg said, growing quiet. “If you like, I can show you around a little.”The offer took me slightly by surprise, given how standoffish most people had been. “That would be very nice.”“What would you like to see?”“Whatever you’d like to show me,” I answered. It seemed like the right thing to say. “I haven’t been here before, so everything is new.”“Is your wife along with you?”“I’m not married and I’m here alone.” I sighed, and I knew I should have done a better job of suppressing it. Georg shifted his gaze slightly. “The plan was for my boyfriend to join me for a few weeks—at least that was the original plan. He decided his interests lay elsewhere a few months ago.” That was putting it mildly, but going into the gory details wasn’t appropriate. Hell, I wasn’t sure if what I’d already said was appropriate and wished that I’d kept my mouth shut. What if Georg was a huge ’phobe and I’d just talked myself out of someone to spend a little time with?I had found that the weekends could be surprisingly long. There was a lot to do right nearby, but not having anyone to do things with made the hours crawl by and made most things a lot less fun. I was already beginning to tire of my own company.“So you are gay,” Georg said matter-of-factly. “I am the same.” Maybe that explained why Georg was being so friendly. Not that I thought Georg was hitting on me or anything. But everyone else had been rather standoffish and Georg was so relatively forward.“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked, hoping it was okay to ask. “Not at the moment,” Georg answered, his smile brightening. “I have a meeting shortly, but I wanted to make sure you were up-to-date. I’ll come in each morning and brief you on the current status and any issues we encounter.” He checked his watch. “Tomorrow I’ll have more time and we can firm up plans for Saturday.” He gathered up his papers and left the room after a nod and a small smile.
Andrew Grey grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived all over the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and now works full time on his writing. Andrew's hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving husband. Andrew currently lives in beautiful historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
Visit Andrew's website at http://www.andrewgreybooks.com.
E-mail him at andrewgrey@comcast.net.
Follow him on Facebook. www.facebook.com/andrewgreybooks or join his Facebook fan group All The Way With Andrew Grey.
This year I returned to Munich in my imagination and wrote Stardust, my story for Christmas. I used all those memories that Dominic and I made, I turned the small hotel we stayed in into Georg's city home, and draped the entire place in holiday cheer. It was like a trip down memory lane for me.
Blurb:
Duncan is an ocean from home over the holidays and expects to spend them alone. To his pleasant surprise, one of his European co-workers, Georg, befriends him and includes Duncan in the holiday traditions of his homeland: cutting a Christmas tree under starry skies at Georg’s country estate, decorating it at the family’s city home, and shopping at the Christmas market in Munich. Both men are lonely and realize they have much in common. But Georg’s life is in Germany and Duncan’s is in Boston. With the project they’re working on nearing completion, any chance for more than a holiday fling seems as elusive as stardust.
Buy link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/stor...
Excerpt: “I had nothing else to do, and by agreeing to come here, it allowed the other members of the team to spend Christmas with their families.” I smiled, and he did the same. A nice smile, more sincere than the polite ones I was getting used to seeing. His smile went to his eyes and was genuinely warm. I’d seen him around the plant the past few weeks, but he’d never approached me, and I’d done as instructed and remained in the area set aside for me to do my work. “I’m Duncan Haversmith,” I said, extending my hand.“Georg von Mittelbach,” he said. I’d seen his name plate on an office, and in my mind I’d pronounced it “George,” but he said it like “Gay-org” and it fit him really well. He was tall with dark hair, precisely cut, and deep brown eyes. I assumed he was one of the managers, since he had an office. “I have been asked to act as your liason to make sure you have everything you require.”I was confused. “What about Hans?” I’d been working with him for the past two weeks.“He went on paternity leave. His wife had a baby.”“Oh,” I said, resisting the urge to turn back to watch the grinding process. I probably should have, because it would have given me a chance to cover my surprise. Hans and I had been working together for two weeks and he’d never mentioned anything about it.“Sometimes—” he began and then paused. “I traveled to the US on business a few years ago for a few months, and you are much more open about your personal lives in the office. We tend to be a little more… private.”I nodded. I had noticed that. “I guess I’m sad I never had a chance to offer my congratulations.” I’d been working as the liaison for the consortium that had contracted the mirror while it was being ground for a new-generation space telescope. The project was led by NASA, but a number of universities were also taking part. As an astronautical engineer, I led the team back at MIT that had designed the mirror and its housing.“Please.” Georg smiled again. Dang, he was beautiful when he did that. No, beautiful was the wrong word—he was stunning, and his deep eyes shone in a way that reminded me of the shine of the water that both lubricated the mirror below as well as carried away the microscopic material ground away. “It’s his fourth baby. He should have it down to a science by now.” His smile brightened, showing off perfectly white teeth. My stomach did a little flip. It was brief, but a slight jittery feeling remained, one that told me Georg might be gay. Of course the way his gaze lingered a little longer than was necessary was also a clue. “How long will you be here?”“I’m scheduled for another six weeks at this point, but I’m supposed to remain until the mirror is finished and packed for shipment.” I motioned to one of the chairs around the small table that filled the tiny room I’d been given as a work area. Since it was only me, it was fine. I rarely had visitors—only Hans, and now Georg. Most everyone else went about their business with little concern for me.“There isn’t going to be a lot to see in the next few weeks.” Georg began setting a file on the table. “We are on schedule, and barring some hidden flaw in the glass itself, which isn’t likely, given our quality standards and the testing that was done before the process began, we should finish grinding and polishing on December 30. Then we can complete the packing process and we’ll fly it to the US and make delivery. I will admit, it seems excessive to have you here the entire time. There will be very little to see.”“I understand,” I said. I really did. “This seemed like overkill to me, but they wanted someone here to communicate back and relay any issues. You are aware that this is the second mirror. The first one got halfway through the process and had a flaw. That was a different company, of course.”“Of course,” Georg said with another smile, this one with a hint of pride. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”“Not that I can think of,” I said. “Except maybe recommend a few places to visit this weekend. I’ve been here a few weeks and have explored a little of the tourist section of Munich, but I’d like to do something different.” It was harder than I expected to be able to get around and see things since I didn’t speak much German. As long as I stuck to the areas frequented by tourists I seemed to be fine, but I had been hoping to see other areas.“Of course,” Georg said, growing quiet. “If you like, I can show you around a little.”The offer took me slightly by surprise, given how standoffish most people had been. “That would be very nice.”“What would you like to see?”“Whatever you’d like to show me,” I answered. It seemed like the right thing to say. “I haven’t been here before, so everything is new.”“Is your wife along with you?”“I’m not married and I’m here alone.” I sighed, and I knew I should have done a better job of suppressing it. Georg shifted his gaze slightly. “The plan was for my boyfriend to join me for a few weeks—at least that was the original plan. He decided his interests lay elsewhere a few months ago.” That was putting it mildly, but going into the gory details wasn’t appropriate. Hell, I wasn’t sure if what I’d already said was appropriate and wished that I’d kept my mouth shut. What if Georg was a huge ’phobe and I’d just talked myself out of someone to spend a little time with?I had found that the weekends could be surprisingly long. There was a lot to do right nearby, but not having anyone to do things with made the hours crawl by and made most things a lot less fun. I was already beginning to tire of my own company.“So you are gay,” Georg said matter-of-factly. “I am the same.” Maybe that explained why Georg was being so friendly. Not that I thought Georg was hitting on me or anything. But everyone else had been rather standoffish and Georg was so relatively forward.“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked, hoping it was okay to ask. “Not at the moment,” Georg answered, his smile brightening. “I have a meeting shortly, but I wanted to make sure you were up-to-date. I’ll come in each morning and brief you on the current status and any issues we encounter.” He checked his watch. “Tomorrow I’ll have more time and we can firm up plans for Saturday.” He gathered up his papers and left the room after a nod and a small smile.
Andrew Grey grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived all over the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and now works full time on his writing. Andrew's hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving husband. Andrew currently lives in beautiful historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
Visit Andrew's website at http://www.andrewgreybooks.com.
E-mail him at andrewgrey@comcast.net.
Follow him on Facebook. www.facebook.com/andrewgreybooks or join his Facebook fan group All The Way With Andrew Grey.
December 2, 2014
Twenty Questions
Okay, so, we’re all in the same house, so it feels weird to do a chat thing because, you know, we can just jabber. So, today?
Twenty questions!
Y’all heard me.
Let’s go.
1. Favorite Christmas hymn
BA: Merry Christmas from the Family
Sean: O Come All Ye Faithful. Or Silent Night. Or Angels We Have Heard on High. Or...
Julia: O Little Town of Bethlehem
2. What’s your favorite kind of Christmas cookie?
Sean: I have to pick one?
BA: Jello cookies!
Julia: Golden nuggets
3. Vampires or werewolves?
BA: Vampires and werewolves!
Sean: Werewolves!
Julia: Both, humping each other.
4. Muffins or scones?
BA: Muffins
Sean: Scones
Julia: Scones
5. Pancakes or waffles?
BA: Waffles.
Julia: Waffles.
Sean: Pancakes.
6. Wrapping paper or Walmart sack?
BA: WALMART SACK!
Julia and Sean: WRAPPING PAPER!
7. Turkey or ham?
BA: Whatever’s gluten free.
Sean: Turkey
Julia: Turkey
8. Christmas Eve or Christmas Day
BA: Christmas Day
Sean: Christmas Eve
Julia: Christmas Day
9. Scrabble or Cards Against Humanity?
BA: Scrabble
Julia: Scrabble
Sean: Cards Against Humanity
10. Angel or Spike?
BA: Spike.
Julia: Spike
Sean: Spike
11. Favorite color?
BA: Pink
Julia: Purple
Sean: Blue
12. Day or night?
BA: Morning
Julia: Afternoon
Sean: Night
13. Favorite Season?
BA: Spring
Julia: Autumn
Sean: Winter
14. Movies or TV?
BA: TV
Julia: Movies
Sean: Both
15. Sweet, salty or spicy?
BA: Salty and spicy
Julia: Sweet and spicy
Sean: YES! ALL THE THINGS!
16. Favorite city
BA: Glenwood Springs, CO or Austin, TX or Santa Fe, NM, or Malaga or Rome.
Sean: Heidelberg
Julia: London
17. Coffee or tea?
BA: Coffee
Julia: Coffee.
Sean: Tea.
18. Star Wars or Star Trek?
BA: Star Wars
Julia: Star Wars
Sean: I won’t choose, you can’t make me choose...
19. Favorite Dr. Who companion?
Julia: Amy Pond
BA: Donna.
Sean: Rose.
20. Sherlock or John?
Julia: John.
Sean: Both. Together. Like together, together.
BA: MORIARTY!
:D :D :D If you have a topic you’d like us to chat about, please let us know. We’re totally up for that. You can find us on Twitter at @seanmichael09, @juliatalbot and @batortuga. Sean’s website is http://www.seanmichaelwrites.comJulia’s is http://www.juliatalbot.comBA’s is http://www.batortuga.com Facebook:Sean -- https://www.facebook.com/SeanMichaelW... -- https://www.facebook.com/juliatalbota... -- https://www.facebook.com/batortuga Much love, y’all,BADecember 1, 2014
Crissy's Holiday Book Recommendations (Part 2) by Cardeno C.
Happy Monday! Today I have the second post from my friend Crissy on holiday book recommendations. See the first post here. Before I share her list though, I want to tell you about the holiday novella I'm most excited about - My friend Kenzie Cade's Hummingbird House. - CC
A Gentlemen’s Agreement by J. Roman
A Great Miracle Happened There by Kim Fielding
Eight Days by Cardeno C.
The Roommate by Teegan Loy
Traditions from the Heart by Bru Baker
David’s Selfie by Daisy Harris
What Can Be by Mary Calmes
Where You Lead by Mary Calmes
The Heart of Frost by Charlie Cochet
Acts of Faith by A.M. Arthur
In Another Life by Cardeno C.
Snowfall by Cameron Dane
A Collar for Christmas by AE Lawless
New York Christmas by RJ Scott
You Melted Me by Kari Gregg
I Don’t: A Christmas Wish by Kari Gregg
The Dickens with Love by Josh Lanyon
The Christmas Package by Megan Derr
Something to Believe in by Sloan Parker
Tis the Season by Lisa Worrall
The Gift by Kim Dare
Where the Lovelight Gleams by Kiera Andrews
From Out In the Cold by LA Witt
Secret Light by ZA Maxfield
The Christmas Top by Christi Snow
And here are a few I haven’t read yet this year but I’m looking forward to:
Dust of Snow by Indra Vaughn
Sleigh Ride by Heidi Cullinan
The Candy Man by Amy Lane
Dreamspinner Advent 2014: Celebrate!
Unwrapping Hank by Eli Easton
Vixen’s Valor by Charlie Cochet
Comfort and Joy by Johanna Chambers, Harper Fox, L.B. Gregg, and Josh Lanyon - Out December 7th (not available for preorder…yet)
So there are some of my very favorites and my can’t waits. What are yours?
- Crissy
A Gentlemen’s Agreement by J. Roman
A Great Miracle Happened There by Kim Fielding
Eight Days by Cardeno C.
The Roommate by Teegan Loy
Traditions from the Heart by Bru Baker
David’s Selfie by Daisy Harris
What Can Be by Mary Calmes
Where You Lead by Mary Calmes
The Heart of Frost by Charlie Cochet
Acts of Faith by A.M. Arthur
In Another Life by Cardeno C.
Snowfall by Cameron Dane
A Collar for Christmas by AE Lawless
New York Christmas by RJ Scott
You Melted Me by Kari Gregg
I Don’t: A Christmas Wish by Kari Gregg
The Dickens with Love by Josh Lanyon
The Christmas Package by Megan Derr
Something to Believe in by Sloan Parker
Tis the Season by Lisa Worrall
The Gift by Kim Dare
Where the Lovelight Gleams by Kiera Andrews
From Out In the Cold by LA Witt
Secret Light by ZA Maxfield
The Christmas Top by Christi Snow
And here are a few I haven’t read yet this year but I’m looking forward to:
Dust of Snow by Indra Vaughn
Sleigh Ride by Heidi Cullinan
The Candy Man by Amy Lane
Dreamspinner Advent 2014: Celebrate!
Unwrapping Hank by Eli Easton
Vixen’s Valor by Charlie Cochet
Comfort and Joy by Johanna Chambers, Harper Fox, L.B. Gregg, and Josh Lanyon - Out December 7th (not available for preorder…yet)
So there are some of my very favorites and my can’t waits. What are yours?
- Crissy
November 30, 2014
Guest Blogger Kalista Kyle
Thank you so much for letting me blog with you. I am really very excited about the release of Shadow Games. This is actually the second book in the West Wind Series. Out of the Shadows is number one. Dreaming of you is 1.5 and concentrates on the council. Then Shadow Games goes back to the West Wind Wolves at number two. Amazon did not allow me to make a 1.5 so it is labeled as number three… did I confuse you yet? :)
Shadow Games brings back Heath Mathis from Out of the Shadows. He is a detective in the West Wind Police force. He is also the brother of the new Alpha of West Wind. Heath is strong but vulnerable in this book. He really has his hands full.
Ezra is the Beta to the West Wind Pack. He has always loved Heath but life has not allowed them to be together. Now when Heath is put in dangers way Ezra will do anything to protect him and make sure his mate lives.
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Heath Mathis has always loved Ezra Ryder. Ezra is the beta second in charge of the West Wind Pack. Heath never thought he had a chance with the man who grew up as his big brother’s best friend. When a string of murders happen in West Wind, the evidence trail leads Heath to the tiny town of Silver Lake. Ezra refuses to let Heath go into danger alone. But Heath is afraid his feelings for Ezra will confuse him, and he will not be able to do his job. Ezra won’t take no for an answer. Can Heath find the serial killer or killers while keeping his heart intact?
There is also a contest too to win a very unique dog tag and chain. Go to my website here for more details.
Thank you so much for letting me pimp my book. I really appreciate it. If anyone has any questions just post below and I will try to answer them. If you would like to friend me here is my Facebook link. I love having new friends.
November 29, 2014
Safe In His Arms - new release
Hello World!
Yes – I’m a happy girl this morning. Stress has gone! My newest release, Safe In His Arms has gone off and now I can relax. In case you didn’t know, here is the blurb:
Blurb:
In the late-night quiet of the caravan park shower room, Lon Taylor washes away the filth of the Western Australian mines. He’s not looking for anyone, but when Casey offers, Lon doesn’t turn him down.Welcoming the young man in his big, hairy arms, Lon provides a safety to Casey that he has never known, and Casey wants to stay forever. Still reeling from the breakup of his family years ago, Lon’s not sure he’s ready for the responsibility of the comfort and security Casey craves.But perhaps Lon can risk opening his heart again and hoping for a brighter future. Casey has some pretty big skeletons in his past to deal with. And Lon wonders what Casey will do when he finds out how badly Lon failed at protecting the ones he loved eight years ago.
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Now, as the first readers are finishing up and getting ready with their ratings, I can confess something. My favourite character in this book is not Lon and it’s not Casey. Oh dear. Did I just say something awful? It’s not that I don’t love Lon and Casey. It’s just that… well… Devon just steals the show:
Exclusive excerpt
CASEY CAME over all hot and flustered as Lon’s brown shorts dropped to the ground beneath his towel.
“Holy, holy, holy shit.”
Casey’s new mate, Devon, was practically panting with excitement and his tongue was almost hanging out. Seated next to Devon on another towel was Ash. The three of them stared lustfully at the sight of Lon’s daks falling.
Casey had spotted Lon almost immediately as he walked onto the beach. His heart had jumped and started beating a funky rhythm, but Casey was still embarrassed about the revelations he’d blurted out to Paul last Thursday and didn’t want Lon to see him. He knew he was being juvenile by avoiding Lon, but he freely admitted he was a dick. He was a dick and he didn’t want Lon to know it, so he quickly hid behind Devon and didn’t say anything.
Unfortunately for him, Devon was a manwhore and spotted Lon soon after. Casey had met Devon in a club soon after he’d moved to Perth. Devon had made a pass, and when Casey regretfully turned him down, offered his hand in friendship. Casey had accepted and was still not sure if he’d done the right thing. At least that’s what he told Devon every time the guy did something crazy. Being friends with Devon meant that, by extension, he was friends with Ash too. Ash was Devon’s best mate, and where one went, the other followed.
Casey was still trying to figure Ash out, since the guy was shy and didn’t reveal a lot of himself. Devon was up-front about everything, and what you saw was what you got, which was usually someone who was willing to shag anything that had a penis. On the other hand, Casey was still unsure if Ash was straight, gay, or bi. Ash willingly went to gay clubs and hung out, but never made any passes at anyone and turned down all offers made to him. He commented on the attractiveness of both men and women, but never pursued either. The one time that Casey had asked him if he was gay, he’d shrugged and said, “I’m whatever I need to be.” That didn’t answer the question at all.
Since university was out for the year, both guys were on holidays and had given Casey a wonderful excuse not to hang around the park where he might accidently bump into Lon. The beach was a great place to sit and do nothing—beautiful scenery, usually plenty of eye candy, and best of all, everything was free. Ash was dressed similarly to him—Billabong labeled boardies, T-shirt, and bucket hat. But Devon had arrived in bright purple tartan shorts and a sunny yellow shirt that had a picture of a very gay- looking character, similar to a Mr. Men figure, with the caption “Mr. Wrong.” Ash had given Casey a long-suffering sigh and shrugged.
Of course it was Devon who spotted Lon and gasped, “Oh, my sweet dreams all come true. Father Christmas has brought me an early present.”
That produced a snort and a laugh from Ash. “Bullshit. You know you’re firmly on the naughty list and will probably be there for a number of years, just from the stunts you pulled in the last two months.”
Devon’s hands fluttered around his face and he wore an expression of anguish. “Oooh, but I promise to be extra good for years if I could only partake of that hulk of masculinity over there.”
“Honey,” Ash sighed (he often called Devon by that name, which confused Casey even more). “That man over there would never even give you the time of day, let alone give you a blow job.”
“But… but… but….” Devon looked close to tears, which was not going to be a good thing, since he was wearing eyeliner. And who the hell wore eyeliner to the beach?
“Honey, just look and dream. And if he happens to glance over this way, then you’d better be looking elsewhere. I’m too hot to run from some gay-bashing prick who dislikes being stared at while he’s at the beach.”
Casey could’ve educated them on several points. He could’ve told them that Lon would not be gay bashing anyone, that he only has problems with staring if you don’t get on your knees, and most importantly, yes, he had personal proof that Lon did indeed give blow jobs. But now both Ash and Devon were transfixed on Lon’s manly torso and the naked bits under a flimsy towel, and Casey didn’t want to break their concentration.
“Do you think he’s gay?” Devon whispered urgently.
Ash didn’t reply, so Casey answered, “Would it matter to you?”
Devon’s eyes didn’t move from Lon. “Not really. They don’t need to be gay to fuck me, it’s just sometimes easier.”
From the mournful shaking of Ash’s noggin, he was despairing of his friend too.
Less than twenty meters away, Lon bent over and pulled a scrap of gray material out of a canvas bag. Casey should’ve known Devon would melt at the sight, and sure enough he gulped and whispered, “Holy spectacular gay sights, Batman! The man is a Speedo fanatic.” Three sets of eyes did not move an iota, not even to blink, as Lon threaded one large foot into the opening of the brief swimming costume and tugged it up a muscled leg. Three identical gasps issued forth as Lon lifted the other foot, causing the towel to gape wide open and show three extremely interested men that his chest wasn’t the only large thing on him.
“Oh. My. God.” That was Devon, although he squeaked in the high ranges as his vocal chords strangled with shock.
“Fuck me!” Ash exulted loudly. Silence then descended over the group as they simultaneously drooled and swallowed.
Casey thought that perhaps Devon was speechless for the first time in his life. But they were all watching closely as Lon pulled up his Speedos and tucked himself away. It was a sad moment to see him all enclosed in that elastic.
The silence didn’t last long after that. Devon blinked and looked at Ash. “Really? You want that to fuck you?”
“Huh? What?” Devon cocked his head to the side and looked at his mate. “You said ‘fuck me.’ I was wondering if you actually did want it?”
Ash looked startled. “Hell, no. I didn’t mean it literally. Shit. That mammoth would tear a guy in half. I meant that I was surprised at the size.” He paused and frowned. “Do you actually think he can get it up? I’ve read that guys that are massive have trouble holding an erection.”
“Probably not,” Devon ventured. “God couldn’t make something that fantastic without a flaw.”
Casey giggled and blurted, “Believe me, guys. He has no trouble holding one.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So now I’m off to start Ash and Devon’s story. Someone like Devon needs his own story…
How to contact Renae:Email: renaekaye@iinet.net.auWebsite: www.renaekaye.weebly.comFB: www.facebook.com/renae.kaye.9Twitter: @renaekkaye
Yes – I’m a happy girl this morning. Stress has gone! My newest release, Safe In His Arms has gone off and now I can relax. In case you didn’t know, here is the blurb:
Blurb:
In the late-night quiet of the caravan park shower room, Lon Taylor washes away the filth of the Western Australian mines. He’s not looking for anyone, but when Casey offers, Lon doesn’t turn him down.Welcoming the young man in his big, hairy arms, Lon provides a safety to Casey that he has never known, and Casey wants to stay forever. Still reeling from the breakup of his family years ago, Lon’s not sure he’s ready for the responsibility of the comfort and security Casey craves.But perhaps Lon can risk opening his heart again and hoping for a brighter future. Casey has some pretty big skeletons in his past to deal with. And Lon wonders what Casey will do when he finds out how badly Lon failed at protecting the ones he loved eight years ago.
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Now, as the first readers are finishing up and getting ready with their ratings, I can confess something. My favourite character in this book is not Lon and it’s not Casey. Oh dear. Did I just say something awful? It’s not that I don’t love Lon and Casey. It’s just that… well… Devon just steals the show:
Exclusive excerpt
CASEY CAME over all hot and flustered as Lon’s brown shorts dropped to the ground beneath his towel.
“Holy, holy, holy shit.”
Casey’s new mate, Devon, was practically panting with excitement and his tongue was almost hanging out. Seated next to Devon on another towel was Ash. The three of them stared lustfully at the sight of Lon’s daks falling.
Casey had spotted Lon almost immediately as he walked onto the beach. His heart had jumped and started beating a funky rhythm, but Casey was still embarrassed about the revelations he’d blurted out to Paul last Thursday and didn’t want Lon to see him. He knew he was being juvenile by avoiding Lon, but he freely admitted he was a dick. He was a dick and he didn’t want Lon to know it, so he quickly hid behind Devon and didn’t say anything.
Unfortunately for him, Devon was a manwhore and spotted Lon soon after. Casey had met Devon in a club soon after he’d moved to Perth. Devon had made a pass, and when Casey regretfully turned him down, offered his hand in friendship. Casey had accepted and was still not sure if he’d done the right thing. At least that’s what he told Devon every time the guy did something crazy. Being friends with Devon meant that, by extension, he was friends with Ash too. Ash was Devon’s best mate, and where one went, the other followed.
Casey was still trying to figure Ash out, since the guy was shy and didn’t reveal a lot of himself. Devon was up-front about everything, and what you saw was what you got, which was usually someone who was willing to shag anything that had a penis. On the other hand, Casey was still unsure if Ash was straight, gay, or bi. Ash willingly went to gay clubs and hung out, but never made any passes at anyone and turned down all offers made to him. He commented on the attractiveness of both men and women, but never pursued either. The one time that Casey had asked him if he was gay, he’d shrugged and said, “I’m whatever I need to be.” That didn’t answer the question at all.
Since university was out for the year, both guys were on holidays and had given Casey a wonderful excuse not to hang around the park where he might accidently bump into Lon. The beach was a great place to sit and do nothing—beautiful scenery, usually plenty of eye candy, and best of all, everything was free. Ash was dressed similarly to him—Billabong labeled boardies, T-shirt, and bucket hat. But Devon had arrived in bright purple tartan shorts and a sunny yellow shirt that had a picture of a very gay- looking character, similar to a Mr. Men figure, with the caption “Mr. Wrong.” Ash had given Casey a long-suffering sigh and shrugged.
Of course it was Devon who spotted Lon and gasped, “Oh, my sweet dreams all come true. Father Christmas has brought me an early present.”
That produced a snort and a laugh from Ash. “Bullshit. You know you’re firmly on the naughty list and will probably be there for a number of years, just from the stunts you pulled in the last two months.”
Devon’s hands fluttered around his face and he wore an expression of anguish. “Oooh, but I promise to be extra good for years if I could only partake of that hulk of masculinity over there.”
“Honey,” Ash sighed (he often called Devon by that name, which confused Casey even more). “That man over there would never even give you the time of day, let alone give you a blow job.”
“But… but… but….” Devon looked close to tears, which was not going to be a good thing, since he was wearing eyeliner. And who the hell wore eyeliner to the beach?
“Honey, just look and dream. And if he happens to glance over this way, then you’d better be looking elsewhere. I’m too hot to run from some gay-bashing prick who dislikes being stared at while he’s at the beach.”
Casey could’ve educated them on several points. He could’ve told them that Lon would not be gay bashing anyone, that he only has problems with staring if you don’t get on your knees, and most importantly, yes, he had personal proof that Lon did indeed give blow jobs. But now both Ash and Devon were transfixed on Lon’s manly torso and the naked bits under a flimsy towel, and Casey didn’t want to break their concentration.
“Do you think he’s gay?” Devon whispered urgently.
Ash didn’t reply, so Casey answered, “Would it matter to you?”
Devon’s eyes didn’t move from Lon. “Not really. They don’t need to be gay to fuck me, it’s just sometimes easier.”
From the mournful shaking of Ash’s noggin, he was despairing of his friend too.
Less than twenty meters away, Lon bent over and pulled a scrap of gray material out of a canvas bag. Casey should’ve known Devon would melt at the sight, and sure enough he gulped and whispered, “Holy spectacular gay sights, Batman! The man is a Speedo fanatic.” Three sets of eyes did not move an iota, not even to blink, as Lon threaded one large foot into the opening of the brief swimming costume and tugged it up a muscled leg. Three identical gasps issued forth as Lon lifted the other foot, causing the towel to gape wide open and show three extremely interested men that his chest wasn’t the only large thing on him.
“Oh. My. God.” That was Devon, although he squeaked in the high ranges as his vocal chords strangled with shock.
“Fuck me!” Ash exulted loudly. Silence then descended over the group as they simultaneously drooled and swallowed.
Casey thought that perhaps Devon was speechless for the first time in his life. But they were all watching closely as Lon pulled up his Speedos and tucked himself away. It was a sad moment to see him all enclosed in that elastic.
The silence didn’t last long after that. Devon blinked and looked at Ash. “Really? You want that to fuck you?”
“Huh? What?” Devon cocked his head to the side and looked at his mate. “You said ‘fuck me.’ I was wondering if you actually did want it?”
Ash looked startled. “Hell, no. I didn’t mean it literally. Shit. That mammoth would tear a guy in half. I meant that I was surprised at the size.” He paused and frowned. “Do you actually think he can get it up? I’ve read that guys that are massive have trouble holding an erection.”
“Probably not,” Devon ventured. “God couldn’t make something that fantastic without a flaw.”
Casey giggled and blurted, “Believe me, guys. He has no trouble holding one.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So now I’m off to start Ash and Devon’s story. Someone like Devon needs his own story…
How to contact Renae:Email: renaekaye@iinet.net.auWebsite: www.renaekaye.weebly.comFB: www.facebook.com/renae.kaye.9Twitter: @renaekkaye
November 25, 2014
Happy Thanksgiving!
Turkey!
Stuffing
Cranberry sauce
Pumpkin pie
BUNS!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING FROM SEAN, JULIA AND BA!
November 24, 2014
Crissy's Holiday Book Recommendations (Part 1) by Cardeno C.
Happy Monday! I have such a special blog post to share. My dear friend Crissy is a major holiday book reader and she put together a post full of great reading recommendations. The list is so amazing, in fact, that I'm splitting it in half and sharing some today and some next week. My huge thanks to Crissy and if anybody else has recommendations, please share them in the comments. Here's to happy reading! - CC
Welcome to CC’s first Holiday Spectacular Book List. Okay. I just made the name up on the fly, but it’s whatever. I’m Crissy and I'm presenting to you my favorite holiday stories. I have a bunch so hold on to your earmuffs.
It’s a well-known fact that holiday stories are my kryptonite. No joke. For years I have created a spreadsheet (I’m a bit of a geek) and plotted release dates and read-by dates and what to read and when for this particular time of year because there are so many amazing stories by so many amazing authors.
Yes, there are SO many good ones out there and when CC asked me to put together a list, I won’t lie, it took me a bit to get them all together. So, this is by no means an exhaustive list and I’ve probably left some off. In no particular order, here are my favorite holiday/advent/Christmas/Hanukkah books.
Sno Ho by Ethan Day
Blame It On the Mistletoe by Eli Easton
Mending Noel by Charlie Cochet
Let It Snow by Heidi Cullinan
Oh Come All Ye Kinky antho (Riptide)
Snowbound In Nowhere by Andrew Grey
The Winter Courtship Rituals of Furbearing Critters by Amy Lane
Turkey In the Snow by Amy Lane
Lone Star by Josh Lanyon
The Christmas Proposition by K.A. Mitchell
Men Under the Mistletoe anthology (Carina Press)
Wish List by K.A. Mitchell
Christmas Throwaway by RJ Scott
Jesse’s Christmas by RJ Scott
Zombie Wonderland by Piper Vaughn
The Working Elf Blues by Piper Vaughn
Grumble Monkey and the Department Store Elf by BG Thomas
A Lion In Tails by Andrew Grey
Worth It by Kris T. Bethke
Welcome to CC’s first Holiday Spectacular Book List. Okay. I just made the name up on the fly, but it’s whatever. I’m Crissy and I'm presenting to you my favorite holiday stories. I have a bunch so hold on to your earmuffs.
It’s a well-known fact that holiday stories are my kryptonite. No joke. For years I have created a spreadsheet (I’m a bit of a geek) and plotted release dates and read-by dates and what to read and when for this particular time of year because there are so many amazing stories by so many amazing authors.
Yes, there are SO many good ones out there and when CC asked me to put together a list, I won’t lie, it took me a bit to get them all together. So, this is by no means an exhaustive list and I’ve probably left some off. In no particular order, here are my favorite holiday/advent/Christmas/Hanukkah books.
Sno Ho by Ethan Day
Blame It On the Mistletoe by Eli Easton
Mending Noel by Charlie Cochet
Let It Snow by Heidi Cullinan
Oh Come All Ye Kinky antho (Riptide)
Snowbound In Nowhere by Andrew Grey
The Winter Courtship Rituals of Furbearing Critters by Amy Lane
Turkey In the Snow by Amy Lane
Lone Star by Josh Lanyon
The Christmas Proposition by K.A. Mitchell
Men Under the Mistletoe anthology (Carina Press)
Wish List by K.A. Mitchell
Christmas Throwaway by RJ Scott
Jesse’s Christmas by RJ Scott
Zombie Wonderland by Piper Vaughn
The Working Elf Blues by Piper Vaughn
Grumble Monkey and the Department Store Elf by BG Thomas
A Lion In Tails by Andrew Grey
Worth It by Kris T. Bethke
November 23, 2014
The L in Glbt
Hey y'all!
I'm Julia Talbot, and I write all the things!
Grins. I mean, I write het, m/m, menage and lesbian stuff. A few people have asked me to talk about the lesbian fiction, so here I am.
I love to write lesbian fiction, though it's usually a hobby for me. Why is it that lesbian romance sells so poorly, y'all? I think it's because it's an undeserved market with lots of underpaid working women in it, but I'm not here to get political.
I am here to tell you that most of my lesbian stories are shorts, because I think the format lends itself well to the subject matter. I love trying to work in as much story as I can into 3000 or 10000 words. I also tend to write fairy tales or historicals with my lesbian stuff. I love tipping the Prince Charming schtick on its head and giving the princess another woman. I love the lush feel you can achieve with two heroines, the decadence of it.
Or maybe it just feels decadent to me because I'm a lesbian?
Heh.
Here are a few of my lesbian stories out now that I've self pubbed!
http://www.amazon.com/Coyote-Kate-Cam...
Lady Luck- a beautiful gambler and a tomboy
http://www.amazon.com/Lady-Luck-Julia...
A retelling of the emperor's new clothes
http://www.amazon.com/Empress-Hates-C...
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all! I'll get BA Tortuga to talk on her Bustles and Doeskin next week.
XXOO
Julia
November 18, 2014
Soap Nuts
WARNING - there are amazon links in this post that go to adult toys, among other things, with graphic pictures of said items - WARNING
<Sean> hello
<julia> Hey y'all
<BA> hola!
<Sean> 2 days!
<julia> two more days, Sean
<julia> yeah
<julia> hee
<BA> *bounces*
<BA> HOORAY!
<Sean> nods
<Sean> can't wait
<BA> *grins*
<Sean> we are going to eat and see things
<julia> woot
<julia> yes
<julia> it's coooold
<Sean> and go places
<Sean> I like cold
<BA> My sister's here. Her flight today was cancelled. We told her, if we couldn't get her out, y'all would have to share the bed.
<BA> She's not a snuggler
<Sean> neither am I
<BA> ;-)
<BA> LOL
<Sean> that sucks about the flight, though
<julia> it does
<BA> nods -- what sucks is that they rescheduled her for 6am
<julia> they were not helpful at all
<BA> so she has to be at the airport at 4
<julia> though it makes me want to write stranded at the airport romance
<Sean> that's when I have to be at the airport on Tuesday
<Sean> I have a stranded at the airport romance story
<Sean> it's an xmas story, at that
<Sean> mmf
<julia> you have one of everything, Sean
<Sean> *waggles eyebrows*
<BA> hell, Sean has two of some things
<julia> I am not yet that prolific
<julia> woo hoo
<BA> so, I bought something for you yesterday, Sean
<BA> SOAP NUTS
<Sean> what the hell are soap nuts?
<BA> okay, so
<BA> they are these nut deals
<BA> and you put them in a mesh bag
<BA> and you put them in your washing machine
<BA> and they make this all natural not scary don't be allergic to me laundry soap
<BA> and they work over and over
<Sean> ow, poor nuts
<Sean> ;)
<BA> and you won't get a rash on your heinie
<Sean> I'm not sure whether to be horrified or impressed
<BA> oh, be impressed
<BA> if they work, we're buying more
<Sean> nut soap....
<BA> soap nuts
<BA> pay attention
<BA> not nut soap
<Sean> yeah, but they make nut soap, right?
<BA> not soapy nuts
<BA> not soup to nuts
<Sean> soapy nuts are a good thing, especially if you're sharing the shower
<BA> http://greenvirginproducts.com/soap-n...
<Sean> the virgins are playing with nuts?
<BA> not
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fresh-Balls-The...
<julia> Fresh balls
<julia> OMG
<Sean> LOLOL
<Sean> both of those are hysterical
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fresh-Balls-The...
<BA> no
<julia> no?
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Dude-Flushable-...
<julia> the links are killing me
<julia> and I haven't followed them
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Comfy-Boys-Inti...
<Sean> *cackle*
<Sean> can you see a series of stories?
<Sean> each one named after one of these kinds of products?
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fresh-Body-Dry-...
<BA> Fresh Body Dry Balls
<BA> O.O
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/DZ-Nuts-Pro-Cha...
<BA> *looks at Sean*
<Sean> I'm telling you, story titles
<BA> I can see *you* writing a series...
<Sean> Fresh Body Dry Balls
<Sean> DZ Nuts
<Sean> Comfy Boys
<BA> LOLOL!
<Sean> Dude flushable
<Sean> Fresh Balls
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Chamois-Buttr-O...
<Sean> Chamois Butter Original
<julia> stop it
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Chamois-Buttr-E...
<BA> Chamois Buttr Eurostyle
<Sean> Doing it Eurostyle
<BA> Did y'all know you could buy a 'love doll' on Amazon?
<Sean> man, it could be a fun series
<julia> http://www.amazon.com/Stubbs-Butter-I...
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Sexflesh-Giving...
<julia> .man, it took me ten minutes to find an injectable texas butter link
<julia> and you trump me with a sex doll
<BA> is anyone else having Boxing Helena flashbacks?
<Sean> okay, so they can sell sex dolls, but if I have a cover with a bit of flesh on it, they hide it?\
<BA> no shit
<BA> they have a whole bdsm section
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fetish-Fantasy-...
<julia> grins
<BA> OMG
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Strict-Leather-...
<julia> I bet they hide the gay sex dolls
<Sean> nods
<BA> I may have to get the dog hood and bedazzle it as art...
<Sean> LOLOL
<julia> cackles
<julia> bedazzle
<julia> vagazzle
<julia> whatever
<BA> I'm relatively worried about the hygiene of this one -- http://www.amazon.com/ieasysexy-Vibra...
<BA> (you need to put a warning on this post, Sean, because we'll get in trouble)
<Sean> yeah, these are some hard core toy links
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Master-Series-W...
<BA> Semen
<BA> Scented
<BA> Lube
<julia> That
<julia> is
<julia> disgusting
<Sean> lolol
<BA> (that's why you're a lesbian, love)
<julia> no
<julia> no one likes that smell
<julia> not even gay men
<BA> it has 85 reviews
<julia> shit, my books don't get that many
<BA> they like it more than my last book...
<BA> ;-)
<julia> LOL
<julia> no kidding
<BA> I think we broke Sean
<Sean> I'm still trying to decide if I should write a series based on those titles or not ;)
<julia> you can have a plumppussy stroker
<julia> http://www.amazon.com/Masturbate-Came...
<julia> but a buttcheek on a book cover is too adult
<Sean> yep
<julia> it boggles the mind
<julia> and now I'm depressed
<julia> we need to sing christmas carols
<julia> or plan the Thanksgiving menu
<BA> no
<Sean> oooo, naaughty christmas carols
<BA> it is not xmas time
<Sean> damn
<BA> not until after thanksgiving
<BA> it is turkey season, damn it
<BA> gooble gooble
<Sean> gobble gobble gobble
<BA> we should make fried brussels sprouts again
<julia> oh!
<julia> what is the worst thing your characters have mader for a holiday meal?
<BA> but not that awful brussels sprout salad from last year
<Sean> the fried brussels sprouts were awesome
<Sean> the salad sucked
<BA> hrm...
<BA> Sonny's moonshine soaked fried turkey?
<julia> heee
<BA> Dillon tried to make pumpkin chiffon cheesecake once
<julia> oh man
<BA> ONCE
<julia> let's see
<julia> Jonny tried to cook a turkey breast for Luc one year
<julia> blackened doesn't even begin to cover it
<Sean> lol
<BA> kitty jerky!
<Sean> wouldn't that be jerky made out of kitties?
<julia> Jed bought his marshmallows for sweet potato casserole from the convenience store one year
<BA> ew
<julia> and all they had left were the mini rainbow ones
<BA> You have a point
<BA> RAINBOW MARSHMALLOWS!
<BA> Okay
<BA> does anyone know what the fuck
<BA> that Fake Off show is?
<BA> O.O
<julia> I think it's a dance crew thing
<Sean> never heard of it
<julia> I bet they get sued
<julia> for the name
<BA> with dragons?
<julia> special effects
<BA> there are dragons in the previews
<BA> I'm very confused
<BA> I mean, more confused than normal
<Sean> heeeee
<julia> this is a serious thing then
<julia> man, I need to close the screen with the sex toy
<Sean> LOL
<BA> yeah, there was this giant floating pink dildo on her screen
<Sean> LOL
<BA> bobbing like a giant dildo thing
<BA> bob
<BA> bob
<BA> bob
<BA> O.O
<BA> *grins*
<julia> heee
<BA> Okay, we have to start supper. We're making risotto.
<julia> better than a turkey in the hot tub
<BA> Well, if we were Julia
<BA> or if J had a mouse in her pocket
<Sean> now I'm lost
<BA> or if I did more than drink the white wine
<BA> there's a great story about Tracy Lawrence (the singer)
<BA> where he was having a shitload of folks
<BA> over for turkey day
<BA> and the turkeys didn't thaw
<BA> so he put them in plastic bags
<BA> fired up the hot tub
<BA> and plopped them in
<Sean> LOLOL
<julia> <the military we is making risotto>
<BA> there you go
<BA> the we that doesn't require me to actually move
<BA> ;-)
<julia> nope
<julia> I'm on it
<julia> hugs sean
<julia> two days!
<julia> hugs
<julia> see you soon
<julia> poof
<Sean> see you in two days!
<BA> YAY!
<Sean> night
<BA> Love you honey!
<BA> *kisses*
<BA> Night!
If you have a topic you’d like us to chat about, please let us know. We’re totally up for that.
You can find us on Twitter at @seanmichael09, @juliatalbot and @batortuga.
Sean’s website is http://www.seanmichaelwrites.comJulia’s is http://www.juliatalbot.comBA’s is http://www.batortuga.com
Facebook:Sean -- https://www.facebook.com/SeanMichaelW... -- https://www.facebook.com/juliatalbota... -- https://www.facebook.com/batortuga
Thanks for reading!Sean
<Sean> hello
<julia> Hey y'all
<BA> hola!
<Sean> 2 days!
<julia> two more days, Sean
<julia> yeah
<julia> hee
<BA> *bounces*
<BA> HOORAY!
<Sean> nods
<Sean> can't wait
<BA> *grins*
<Sean> we are going to eat and see things
<julia> woot
<julia> yes
<julia> it's coooold
<Sean> and go places
<Sean> I like cold
<BA> My sister's here. Her flight today was cancelled. We told her, if we couldn't get her out, y'all would have to share the bed.
<BA> She's not a snuggler
<Sean> neither am I
<BA> ;-)
<BA> LOL
<Sean> that sucks about the flight, though
<julia> it does
<BA> nods -- what sucks is that they rescheduled her for 6am
<julia> they were not helpful at all
<BA> so she has to be at the airport at 4
<julia> though it makes me want to write stranded at the airport romance
<Sean> that's when I have to be at the airport on Tuesday
<Sean> I have a stranded at the airport romance story
<Sean> it's an xmas story, at that
<Sean> mmf
<julia> you have one of everything, Sean
<Sean> *waggles eyebrows*
<BA> hell, Sean has two of some things
<julia> I am not yet that prolific
<julia> woo hoo
<BA> so, I bought something for you yesterday, Sean
<BA> SOAP NUTS
<Sean> what the hell are soap nuts?
<BA> okay, so
<BA> they are these nut deals
<BA> and you put them in a mesh bag
<BA> and you put them in your washing machine
<BA> and they make this all natural not scary don't be allergic to me laundry soap
<BA> and they work over and over
<Sean> ow, poor nuts
<Sean> ;)
<BA> and you won't get a rash on your heinie
<Sean> I'm not sure whether to be horrified or impressed
<BA> oh, be impressed
<BA> if they work, we're buying more
<Sean> nut soap....
<BA> soap nuts
<BA> pay attention
<BA> not nut soap
<Sean> yeah, but they make nut soap, right?
<BA> not soapy nuts
<BA> not soup to nuts
<Sean> soapy nuts are a good thing, especially if you're sharing the shower
<BA> http://greenvirginproducts.com/soap-n...
<Sean> the virgins are playing with nuts?
<BA> not
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fresh-Balls-The...
<julia> Fresh balls
<julia> OMG
<Sean> LOLOL
<Sean> both of those are hysterical
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fresh-Balls-The...
<BA> no
<julia> no?
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Dude-Flushable-...
<julia> the links are killing me
<julia> and I haven't followed them
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Comfy-Boys-Inti...
<Sean> *cackle*
<Sean> can you see a series of stories?
<Sean> each one named after one of these kinds of products?
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fresh-Body-Dry-...
<BA> Fresh Body Dry Balls
<BA> O.O
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/DZ-Nuts-Pro-Cha...
<BA> *looks at Sean*
<Sean> I'm telling you, story titles
<BA> I can see *you* writing a series...
<Sean> Fresh Body Dry Balls
<Sean> DZ Nuts
<Sean> Comfy Boys
<BA> LOLOL!
<Sean> Dude flushable
<Sean> Fresh Balls
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Chamois-Buttr-O...
<Sean> Chamois Butter Original
<julia> stop it
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Chamois-Buttr-E...
<BA> Chamois Buttr Eurostyle
<Sean> Doing it Eurostyle
<BA> Did y'all know you could buy a 'love doll' on Amazon?
<Sean> man, it could be a fun series
<julia> http://www.amazon.com/Stubbs-Butter-I...
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Sexflesh-Giving...
<julia> .man, it took me ten minutes to find an injectable texas butter link
<julia> and you trump me with a sex doll
<BA> is anyone else having Boxing Helena flashbacks?
<Sean> okay, so they can sell sex dolls, but if I have a cover with a bit of flesh on it, they hide it?\
<BA> no shit
<BA> they have a whole bdsm section
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Fetish-Fantasy-...
<julia> grins
<BA> OMG
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Strict-Leather-...
<julia> I bet they hide the gay sex dolls
<Sean> nods
<BA> I may have to get the dog hood and bedazzle it as art...
<Sean> LOLOL
<julia> cackles
<julia> bedazzle
<julia> vagazzle
<julia> whatever
<BA> I'm relatively worried about the hygiene of this one -- http://www.amazon.com/ieasysexy-Vibra...
<BA> (you need to put a warning on this post, Sean, because we'll get in trouble)
<Sean> yeah, these are some hard core toy links
<BA> http://www.amazon.com/Master-Series-W...
<BA> Semen
<BA> Scented
<BA> Lube
<julia> That
<julia> is
<julia> disgusting
<Sean> lolol
<BA> (that's why you're a lesbian, love)
<julia> no
<julia> no one likes that smell
<julia> not even gay men
<BA> it has 85 reviews
<julia> shit, my books don't get that many
<BA> they like it more than my last book...
<BA> ;-)
<julia> LOL
<julia> no kidding
<BA> I think we broke Sean
<Sean> I'm still trying to decide if I should write a series based on those titles or not ;)
<julia> you can have a plumppussy stroker
<julia> http://www.amazon.com/Masturbate-Came...
<julia> but a buttcheek on a book cover is too adult
<Sean> yep
<julia> it boggles the mind
<julia> and now I'm depressed
<julia> we need to sing christmas carols
<julia> or plan the Thanksgiving menu
<BA> no
<Sean> oooo, naaughty christmas carols
<BA> it is not xmas time
<Sean> damn
<BA> not until after thanksgiving
<BA> it is turkey season, damn it
<BA> gooble gooble
<Sean> gobble gobble gobble
<BA> we should make fried brussels sprouts again
<julia> oh!
<julia> what is the worst thing your characters have mader for a holiday meal?
<BA> but not that awful brussels sprout salad from last year
<Sean> the fried brussels sprouts were awesome
<Sean> the salad sucked
<BA> hrm...
<BA> Sonny's moonshine soaked fried turkey?
<julia> heee
<BA> Dillon tried to make pumpkin chiffon cheesecake once
<julia> oh man
<BA> ONCE
<julia> let's see
<julia> Jonny tried to cook a turkey breast for Luc one year
<julia> blackened doesn't even begin to cover it
<Sean> lol
<BA> kitty jerky!
<Sean> wouldn't that be jerky made out of kitties?
<julia> Jed bought his marshmallows for sweet potato casserole from the convenience store one year
<BA> ew
<julia> and all they had left were the mini rainbow ones
<BA> You have a point
<BA> RAINBOW MARSHMALLOWS!
<BA> Okay
<BA> does anyone know what the fuck
<BA> that Fake Off show is?
<BA> O.O
<julia> I think it's a dance crew thing
<Sean> never heard of it
<julia> I bet they get sued
<julia> for the name
<BA> with dragons?
<julia> special effects
<BA> there are dragons in the previews
<BA> I'm very confused
<BA> I mean, more confused than normal
<Sean> heeeee
<julia> this is a serious thing then
<julia> man, I need to close the screen with the sex toy
<Sean> LOL
<BA> yeah, there was this giant floating pink dildo on her screen
<Sean> LOL
<BA> bobbing like a giant dildo thing
<BA> bob
<BA> bob
<BA> bob
<BA> O.O
<BA> *grins*
<julia> heee
<BA> Okay, we have to start supper. We're making risotto.
<julia> better than a turkey in the hot tub
<BA> Well, if we were Julia
<BA> or if J had a mouse in her pocket
<Sean> now I'm lost
<BA> or if I did more than drink the white wine
<BA> there's a great story about Tracy Lawrence (the singer)
<BA> where he was having a shitload of folks
<BA> over for turkey day
<BA> and the turkeys didn't thaw
<BA> so he put them in plastic bags
<BA> fired up the hot tub
<BA> and plopped them in
<Sean> LOLOL
<julia> <the military we is making risotto>
<BA> there you go
<BA> the we that doesn't require me to actually move
<BA> ;-)
<julia> nope
<julia> I'm on it
<julia> hugs sean
<julia> two days!
<julia> hugs
<julia> see you soon
<julia> poof
<Sean> see you in two days!
<BA> YAY!
<Sean> night
<BA> Love you honey!
<BA> *kisses*
<BA> Night!
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November 17, 2014
The Question I’m Most Frequently Asked by Cardeno C.
I love interacting with readers and one way to do that is through interviews. When a blogger asks to interview me, I always have the same set of reactions:
What an honor! Yes, yes, yes! Wait. What can I possibly say that sounds interesting and funny and charming and inspirational and brilliant and .... Do they know I'm an average bordering on boring person who sits in my house all day typing? Unless we're going to talk about my caffeine choices, they'll regret asking me because this will be the most dull interview of all time.Which brings me to the last thought: What will we talk about? What will they ask me?There are a bunch of different questions that come up, but the one I get most frequently (which means people must really want to know the answer) is: Why do you write gay romance novels?
Before I share my answer with you, I want to share a quote by the composer Leonard Bernstein from a December 31, 1972 interview with the LA Times:
"The point is, art never stopped a war and never got anybody a job. That was never its function. Art cannot change events. But it can change people. It can affect people so that they are changed ...because people are changed by art - enriched, ennobled, encouraged - they then act in a way that may affect the course of events...by the way they vote, they behave, the way they think."
I started writing in this genre because I felt like so many movies and shows have gay characters who were killed or hurt or deeply miserable. After seeing this over and over again, I felt like it was a punishment, like these people weren't allowed to be happy and healthy and strong and gay. And I’m talking about movies where the gay characters are the main characters, movies targeted toward a gay/welcoming audience. That artistic depiction of life doesn't match what I see in the world around me. And it doesn't match what I want to see in the world around me.
Yes, there are tragedies and sadness and family trouble. Those things are real and true. But my life experience is that people as a whole are resilient and strong. I see people move past the hard times and make their own happy futures. I see people learn and grow and build lives and communities and families around them. I see people who use their experience and wisdom to make choices that allow them to live the kinds of lives they want on their terms and to be satisfied and happy with those lives. I see people who work every day to change the world around us for the better and I see those people succeeding. That’s my reality and I wanted to create art where I could share it and, hopefully, do my small part to encourage people to make it true.
And before I sign off for this week, I want to let you know that a few really kind readers set up a Facebook page for readers to discuss my books. If you're interested in taking part, you can find them here.
CCwww.cardenoc.com
What an honor! Yes, yes, yes! Wait. What can I possibly say that sounds interesting and funny and charming and inspirational and brilliant and .... Do they know I'm an average bordering on boring person who sits in my house all day typing? Unless we're going to talk about my caffeine choices, they'll regret asking me because this will be the most dull interview of all time.Which brings me to the last thought: What will we talk about? What will they ask me?There are a bunch of different questions that come up, but the one I get most frequently (which means people must really want to know the answer) is: Why do you write gay romance novels?
Before I share my answer with you, I want to share a quote by the composer Leonard Bernstein from a December 31, 1972 interview with the LA Times:
"The point is, art never stopped a war and never got anybody a job. That was never its function. Art cannot change events. But it can change people. It can affect people so that they are changed ...because people are changed by art - enriched, ennobled, encouraged - they then act in a way that may affect the course of events...by the way they vote, they behave, the way they think."
I started writing in this genre because I felt like so many movies and shows have gay characters who were killed or hurt or deeply miserable. After seeing this over and over again, I felt like it was a punishment, like these people weren't allowed to be happy and healthy and strong and gay. And I’m talking about movies where the gay characters are the main characters, movies targeted toward a gay/welcoming audience. That artistic depiction of life doesn't match what I see in the world around me. And it doesn't match what I want to see in the world around me.
Yes, there are tragedies and sadness and family trouble. Those things are real and true. But my life experience is that people as a whole are resilient and strong. I see people move past the hard times and make their own happy futures. I see people learn and grow and build lives and communities and families around them. I see people who use their experience and wisdom to make choices that allow them to live the kinds of lives they want on their terms and to be satisfied and happy with those lives. I see people who work every day to change the world around us for the better and I see those people succeeding. That’s my reality and I wanted to create art where I could share it and, hopefully, do my small part to encourage people to make it true.
And before I sign off for this week, I want to let you know that a few really kind readers set up a Facebook page for readers to discuss my books. If you're interested in taking part, you can find them here.
CCwww.cardenoc.com
