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Monday Mania

More of the same really, just hiding out (as much as I am able) in the cave writing my fingers off in-between juggling the needs of my family. The same song sung by oh-so-many, yes? Because most everyone has demands on their time that have to do with other stuff than the marvelous characters running around in their heads,and that's just as it should be... and yet, as authors, the characters in our heads are part and parcel of both our one true love and our favorite first or second job of the many jobs we may hold.

Some of us are fortunate enough to have the writing gig be our full time job, others have to squeeze their writing in around the day to day grind of other careers and general things. I'm trying to squeeze my writing in around all my daily life stuff, and this week the real world shenanigans seems to be leading the race. Perhaps next week the roles will reverse, or I will be better able to balance the two. I sure hope so, because my characters are getting antsy and giving me all sorts of grief over the long delay in telling their stories whilst I deal with daily life!

I am writing, my dears. Not as quickly as I would like, but I am writing, and will keep at it.

This is Cherie, writing you from the trenches in front of the Writing Cave, madly waving the white flag as I try to keep my daily life from warring with my characters.

Fabulous Friday:Loooking forward... and looking fabulous

I'm writing like the wind, babies, trying to keep my awesome editor in her happy place.I'll post a snip up for you later today... I've returned to the world of The Soldier and the State Trooper , this time to tell the story of Evans, Christie's best friend--and the man who nearly broke up  Christie and his one true love, Robert.

Don't worry, Evans is every bit worthy of having his very own HEA. Though, as confused about life, his sexuality, and everything as the boy is... your guess is as good as mine at this point as to how the poor dear is going to get from Christie's wedding festivities to his very own HEA.


I'll be writing for a few hours still, and may not have time later to post the snip before it gets very, very late... So I'll just leave you with a picture of the Fabulous Andre Pejic. Enjoy!!

Thursday Think Tank: By Any Other Name

I dropped the ball! I didn't have a sweet contest for the release of Incongruent Angel~ the expanded version... so that's what I'm doing now.

And it's easy, peasy!

Just pick three words (yes, you can use the same word more than once) one to describe me, one to describe  my writing, and one to describe the boys from INCONGRUENT ANGEL. You don't have to buy the book first... you can get the first half of it free over at the Goodreads LiAW event. Put those three words in your comment and you are entered to win a free copy! Easy, Peasy... Lemon Squeezy.

Wicked Wednesday: Better Late...

Sorry, babies, running the feet off today. No, really. I honestly can not even remember what all I did... ummm... final edits on six books. Ah, formatting stuff, child wrangling, assorted nursing duties...

and I got to make pancakes for dinner. It was a good day.

The expanded version of Incongruent Angel went live today over at ARe, after having over 15,500 words added to it. Yay! Here's a pic of the cover...

You can still find the original (much shorter ) version over at the LiAW event on the M/M romance group's page. It's just over 10,000 words... and leaves off a a sweet HFN spot.

So, seriously? If you're tapped for cash right now, read the free story. But remember the full length story is waiting for you at ARe, and it is just the start of a fun Rocker Series called Liquid Sin.

Yeah, fun times ahead.

Night all.

I Haz A Winner!!

The winner is Chrissy! You've won a free ecopy of The Faery Tree!

Congrats, and please drop me a note at cherienoel@yahoo.com to let me know what format you'd like your book in. :)


For everyone else, I have a consolation prize. He will be making the rounds, so be patient... there's plenty of him to go around.

The Portal has Opened...

The Portal Has Opened...

Go and read about the summer fling I could have with the sexy Fae Prince of The Faery Tree. Come back and leave a comment. Easy Peasy, Lemon Squeezy. To enter twice leave a comment at both blogs. :) Prize? A free ecopy of The Faery Tree.

Go on. Get you some.

Incongruent Angel : the bliss of kissing

From the expanded version of my LiAW story. The stories all take place in and around the Bay Area. San Francisco, Oakland, Alameda, and San Jose will all be seen in one story or another! If you haven't read my 10 + word short that kick started this series yet, get over to Goodreads and check it out here: LiAW Stories. Then go to the main page and read some of the other stories. If you leave a comment here telling me which of the main characters you like best and why, I'll enter you for a free copy of the expanded story, (which is coming out next week)... and if you leave a comment over on Goodreads as well, I'll enter you twice. :) I just like to feel the lurve, you know?

And do NOT FORGET to get thee to the Blisse Kiss by the Sea to find loads more good snogging excerpts and chances to win free stuff that is awesome covered in awesomesauce! Just Do Eeeeeet!

An Unedited Excerpt from Book One of the Liquid Sin series:


Aaron’s eyes shimmered a little in the dim lighting from the warehouse’s partially opened blinds. He nodded, slipping out the driver’s side door without speaking. Travis bit his tongue on a shout of frustration. Dammit, they needed to get past this point, but he was just too tired right now. Aaron pulled his door open, and waited while he clambered carefully from the truck.“You got out on your own at the pharmacy.” Aaron’s gaze locked on something below the level of Travis’s knees. “Yeah, well, I almost fell twice getting across the parking lot when I stepped on this fucked up ankle. Just put your arm around me and haul me up the stairs. And stop thinking so damn hard. The smell of shit burning is killing me.” Aaron glanced up sharply at that, and Travis didn’t even try to hold back his wicked grin.“You peeled out of here in the Miata.” Aaron’s stated the words calmly, with a matter of fact—even keel sameness that belied the glint of humor in his eyes.“Uh-huh.” Travis stuck his tongue out, winced as the move pulled at the split in his lip that kissing Aaron didn’t seem to affect in the same way at all. “Huh.” He stopped moving as a random thought struck him.Aaron stopped too, raising a brow at him. “What?”“Do you think Marvin Gaye knew what he was talking about?” Travis was only half-way joking.Aaron threw his head back, his throat rippling with the force of his laughter. After a moment he stilled his mirth enough to form actual words again. “You were wanting to test out his theories on sexual healing?”Travis shrugged one shoulder negligently as if that weren’t exactly what he was dying to do. “It did cross my mind. This doesn’t hurt when you kiss it.” In case Aaron got confused, Travis ran one hand up his chest slowly and then lightly touched his bottom lip right where the split was. Aaron’s eyes flared, the unusually bright amber color making him look like he had bits of sunshine and honey trapped in his eyes. Travis’s pulse sped up. His breath came faster. He pressed closer to Aaron. “Please, Aaron. I know I said we’d just lie together, but I need.”Aaron made a sound somewhere halfway between a strung out moan and hungry growl before he slid his arms around Travis, picking him right up off his feet and walking him back toward the stairs up out of the parking area. He nipped at Travis's lips and sucked lightly on the younger man's tongue. Travis slid his arms around Aaron’s neck, pulled his legs up until his knees rested against Aaron’s waist and he could lock his ankles behind the other man’s ass. Aaron’s hands slid down his sides, curved under his ass and dug in, fingers massaging and stimulating every nerve ending they touched. Travis whimpered, arms tightening around Aaron’s neck as he ground the hardening length of his shaft against the other man with a rolling motion of his hips. Aaron’s fingers clenched, pulling him impossibly closer and then rocking him in slight up and down motions. Travis shivered. He’d known Aaron was strong, but had underestimated just how strong the other man was. Aaron walked up the stairs, lifting him up and down in a motion that rubbed Travis’s cock against the other man’s firm stomach.  

Saturday's Snark: live and in badassery

This really says it all...

Friday Flash: Incongruent Angel

Lately the deception had eaten at Aaron. He drank more than he used to, and he spent more and more time volunteering with the at-risk kids. Anything to keep the welling panic contained. The desperate pull in the muscles of his back and the equally intense clenching of his stomach was there all along though, every single time he didn’t know where one of the Morris’s was—though it was difficult to separate the old underlying fears and panic he felt every day from the shiny new fear that he’d be the very thing to drive Travis away. Aaron could not afford to lose his last piece of Timothy and his only piece of Travis by letting his ridiculous desire show anymore than it already had. Maybe—“We’ll need these as well.”A lean, tanned but battered hand reached around him to slap down a huge bottle of lube and a jumbo box of condoms on the pharmacist’s counter. Warmth climbed the length of Aaron’s spine as Travis slipped a strong arm around his waist and snuggled up to his back. The clerk at the counter, giggled. Aaron stared straight ahead. “We’ll need them, Aaron. Maybe not tonight, but soon.” Travis’s voice rumbled through Aaron’s back and into his lungs. He closed his eyes. Travis nudged his hips against Aaron’s ass and the hard length pressed along Aaron’s backside had his mouth open and words tumbling out before Aaron had time to process.“Ring them up with the scripts please.” Travis opened his mouth over the back of Aaron’s neck. Aaron jerked forward, hitting his knees against the counter as he suddenly slumped, synapses normally used by his brain to keep him upright firing erratically.  Low laughter sounded behind him.“Nice. I love how responsive you are. ”The girl behind the pharmacy gasped. Another chuckle rolled over Aaron. Lean hips pushed forward into Aaron’s again. “Please forgive us, miss. We just got engaged, and I can’t seem to keep my hands off him, especially after the car accident. I think we just need time to touch each other enough to believe it’s all okay, that we’re both still alive, and that we won’t ever let each other go.”Her scandalized expression softened into—“Awww, that’s so sweet.”Aaron turned and rolled his eyes at Travis. “Brat, leave the nice lady alone.