Kaje Harper's Blog, page 17
March 15, 2018
A sense of place, but what if it’s trademarked?

http://lovebytesreviews.com/2018/03/1...
Published on March 15, 2018 15:25
February 15, 2018
What's in a Name?

http://lovebytesreviews.com/2018/02/1...
Published on February 15, 2018 21:19
January 15, 2018
Representation in M/M

http://lovebytesreviews.com/2018/01/1...
Published on January 15, 2018 14:49
December 30, 2017
Great reading from 2017

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And that's my allotted dozen. There were at least a dozen others I could've included, (despite the fact that stress made me do a lot of favorite rereading this year.)
What books would you add to this list? Which stories touched, amused, or enlightened you this year? My TBR list is very long, but I still love adding to it.
Published on December 30, 2017 16:30
December 15, 2017
Finding the good stuff

http://lovebytesreviews.com/2017/12/1...
Published on December 15, 2017 07:15
December 10, 2017
"Don't Plan to Stay" released

Chapter 1
Donnie
Six years is a long time.
It was long enough for the podunk town I grew up in to have shrunk in on itself. The bus station had shut its sandwich shop and become a dusty, hollow space. The storefronts looked shabbier, even with holiday decorations up. A crust of snow lined potholes in the roads.
Six years was long enough for a new headstone in the graveyard. They’d told me at the grocery store that Adam’s mom had died. I went to the cemetery first. I’d thought I might talk this out with her, but when I looked down at that stone – Beloved wife and mother – all I could do was wish I’d told her even once how much she was a mom to me too. In the end, I gave her the roses and walked away. They were cheap flowers, six bucks a dozen at the grocery store, no doubt frozen and dead in an hour. But she’d loved the yellow ones back when I’d known her, six years ago.
Six years was also plenty long enough for Adam to have moved out and moved on.
This is stupid.
But I pushed open the glass door of Lindberg’s Garden and Crafts and went in. And there he was behind the counter, showing some woman the timers for holiday lights. He looked damned, fucking good. His hair was really short, but he was hotter than ever, filled out a bit in the chest and shoulders. He laughed, teasing the woman, getting her to add a silly ornament to her order. December was the busy season at the nursery gift center, a good season. The scent of the pine wreaths, the gingerbread of the craft ornaments, the musty earthiness of the poinsettia pots, hit me in the gut. This had been everything to me once.
I didn’t know why I was there. Why I came back.
I knew I didn’t belong anymore.
When they let me out of prison, I’d planned to head out West. I was going to Seattle or maybe L.A., somewhere warmer and gay-friendly. I’d figured I’d work in Fargo for a while, save enough for the bus and a bit in my pocket, and start a new life. But when I finally had the fare and stepped up to the kiosk at the bus station, carols were on the radio and somehow my fingers tapped in “Tallbridge, ND.”
I’m stupid sometimes. And those are my good days.
Behind me, a laugh tugged at my memories, the faint echo of something I once knew. I turned and looked. An unfamiliar man with a full beard was bending to listen to the babbling of a small boy. After a moment, he swung the boy up on his shoulders. The kid giggled, crowing like a rooster, and tugged on the guy’s hair. “Go, Daddy! Horsie!” When the man tipped his head around, holding the boy’s legs secure against his chest, I suddenly saw it. Holy shit, that was Adam’s big brother.
A rush of crazy mixed feelings went through me, seeing Nate healthy. With a beard and a kid and, I guess, a wife. And a life. I tried to stomp on my flash of anger and envy, and think good thoughts. Nate was okay. Adam was an uncle. I hoped his mom lived long enough to see the rugrat born.
A voice behind me said, “Can I help you?”
I didn’t turn. I didn’t even breathe.
“Is there something you’re looking for?” Adam said patiently.
You.
Without letting him see my face, I said as gruffly as I could, “No.” Then I added, “Thanks,” because I was back in the real world, and it wouldn’t kill me to be polite.
I’d changed in six years, too. A lot. My voice was deeper, and I didn’t look the same or stand the same as when I was the hot, bad boy on the block. Back before I got a lot of the attitude beat out of me. But all it took was two little words from me, for Adam to whisper, “Donnie?”
I wanted to walk away, but my feet were glued to the floor right there beside the damned teddy-bear-ornament tree. My vision sparkled. I think my fingers went numb.
Adam eased around me, moving like someone stalking a deer. When his face came into view, his eyes were huge. Maybe he was the Bambi. “Donnie? Is that you?”
I took a deep breath, then snapped, “Well, I ain’t fucking Marie, right?”
“Not unless you’ve changed teams.”
When our eyes met, it was almost like six years didn’t happen. It was me and Adam, together, me supplying the attitude and the straight lines, and Adam doling out the punch lines and the smiles. For a moment I almost grinned at him, but then the little kid laughed behind me and I remembered that time didn’t really stand still. I looked down. Adam still had feet the size of canoes in his work-boots. “I was just going.”
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This story started as a flash fiction some of you may recognize, from years ago. I'd always wondered what happened to Donnie and Adam, after the end of that little piece. Now we all get to find out. I hope you have fun reading it.
Buy Links: Smashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0782YX8SM/
Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0782YX8SM/
Amazon DE https://www.amazon.de/dp/B0782YX8SM/
B&N : https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dont...
Published on December 10, 2017 10:18
November 29, 2017
Holiday story cover reveal

"Don't Plan to Stay"
At eighteen, Donnie Kagan's plans for graduation, and maybe even college, were derailed by a beer, a stoplight, and a fatal crash. Now he's twenty-four, out of prison, and bitterly determined to start over. But with the holidays approaching, he can't resist a quick trip home to Tallbridge, North Dakota, and the man he left behind. Just a fast look, to make sure Adam's doing all right, before Donnie starts his new life. He doesn't plan to stay.
Adam Lindberg's been waiting six years to get closure with Donnie. He missed that chance after the accident, fighting for his life in a hospital bed as Donnie pled guilty and disappeared into the justice system. Without so much as a letter back from Donnie in all this time, Adam's tried to move on. And yet, he never found another guy he cared about the same way. So when Donnie shows up in Tallbridge, Adam's ready to fight for more than three words of goodbye. Of course, Adam's brother and dad don't want Donnie to stick around, but it's the busy Christmas season at the family store. If Adam asks for Donnie's help, maybe he'll stay long enough to finally talk about the future, and the past.
43,000 words. Anticipated release date Dec 9 2017.
Published on November 29, 2017 08:53
October 14, 2017
Building Forever released

I had a blast writing Ryan and John again, and I hope you enjoy reading their HEA.
Here are the buy links -
AZ - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B076G4W8WX/
AZ UK - https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B076G4W8WX/
Smashwords - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
Published on October 14, 2017 15:09
September 28, 2017
Sole Support re-released

Kellen has a good life— friends to hang out with, casual sex, online book chats, and his first novel poised for release. Then he coaxes Mike, the shy, socially inept pathologist he talks books with online, into a real-time meeting. He hadn't planned for them to become more than perhaps casual lovers, but as he and Mike grow closer, Kellen realizes he might be edging toward his first real relationship. Except that his finances are getting shaky, and his elderly mother is rapidly becoming confused, unpredictable, and needy. He's faced with difficult choices, and not sure how much he can handle.
Mike considers himself a nerd of the highest order— short, bespectacled, prone to blurting out the wrong thing at the worst possible time. Meeting Kellen face to face is the biggest risk he's taken, and he doesn't expect it to be a success. But first meeting leads to first date, first everything for Mike. So it's confusing when Kellen begins pulling away, just as Mike gets up the nerve to move closer.
Kellen's most important goal has always been self-sufficiency. His mother taught him to stand on his own two feet. If he lets himself lean on anyone now, even Mike, is he heading for a fall, just when his mother needs him most?
*This book has been edited and polished, but is not substantially changed from the 2013 original.
On Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075ZX5T8C/
Amazon UK - https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B075ZX5T8C/
Smashwords - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
And soon to reach B&N, Kobo, iBooks etc.
Published on September 28, 2017 09:44
September 20, 2017
The Rebuilding Year available in audiobook

(When I get the codes, I will be sending out blog review copies.) So excited!!!!
https://www.audible.com/pd/Romance/Th...
Published on September 20, 2017 10:08