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Six Sentence Sunday – 19 August 2012

This week’s six continue from Side Effects and follow directly from last week’s snippet, where Damien revealed his attraction to Max:

“Yeah, you,” Damien replied, cocking his head to the left, which threw a lock of brown hair across his forehead.

God, how I wanted to touch those curls; but I focused on wiping the ketchup off my pants leg—and ignoring the fullness that was developing in my crotch. “Well, that’s … uh … unexpected.”

Damien threw his hands up. “I knew it was going to weird you out–I should have simply kept my mouth shut.” Leaning back in the booth, he scrubbed his face with his palms and moaned, “Jeez, I am soooo stupid!”

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New Release – Working Trade

My newest release, Working Trade, is now available! It features four stories: Tools of the Trade, in which a disgruntled construction manager plays Cupid for two of his charges; in American Cocksuckers a travelling biker discovers the joy of rest stop fellatio; Sky Riding introduces a California guy to some unadvertised attractions on the carnival midway; and finally a painter teaches his protégé that beauty truly is in the Eye of the Beholder.

Working Trade is available at all my usual etail locations! Download a copy today!

 

Six Sentence Sunday – 12 August 2012

This week I’m returning to my WIP, Side Effects. (If you’d like to catch up, click here.)

Our narrator, Max, and his psychology lab partner, Damien, have taken a dinner break during which Damien has dropped a small bomb on unsuspecting Max:

“I’m gay,” Damien told his plate, “but I don’t know if I should be telling you–I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Feigning nonchalance I definitely didn’t feel, I picked up a French fry and dragged it through my ketchup. “Noah’s my best friend; so why should your being gay make me uncomfortable?”

“Max,” Damien looked up to meet my gaze, “I’m betting that Noah doesn’t dream about you.”

 The French fry landed in my lap.

“M … me?”

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What I’ve Been Reading

By Honor Betrayed by Alex Beecroft


My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Excellent read! Interesting characters in creative situations makes for a delightful story. Has one the best wind-ups I’ve ever read.

Highly recommended!





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Six Sentence Sunday – 05 August 2012

The first SSS post from the new site! Yeah!

This week’s six come from Eye of the Beholder, one of the stories in Working Trade, my mini-collection of blue collar erotica which releases later this week.

When I met Carlo Montevecchio, he was eating oranges while a man with black hair and full, red lips sucked on his cock. This scene took place in the garden of Carlo’s home in Rome on a summer day that shimmered a pale gold, like late afternoon sun on the Tiber. Carlo lounged on a wooden chair in the shade of an ancient birch tree, surrounded by the bright bobbing heads of pink and scarlet poppies. He was naked, and the man—also naked—knelt between his legs with several inches of Carlo’s prick down his throat.

Carlo patiently separated the segments of an orange he had taken from a large blue bowl that sat on the table next to his chair, peeling the juicy curves one from another, and slowly placed them between his lips. Holding the fruit in his long, thick fingers, he resembled a giant pulling apart sections of a small world and devouring them, one by one.

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Six Sentence Sunday - 29 Jul 2012

I'm continuing with my swords & sorcery menage story, Radiq, this week.

Hoping to avoid an encounter with his estranged brother Marron, Radiq makes his way to the Guild House of the Red Mages:

Laying further consideration of his brother's errors aside as unproductive, Radiq turned his horse onto Qed Harraq, the great thoroughfare that ran straight as a lance to the gates of the Guild House, which were barred now during the midday rest.

Radiq's nerves crawled with the sense of being watched; that discomfort angered him, and he called out sharply to the guardhouse, "Make way for the envoy of Crown Prince Vadim, heir to the throne of Thal Thessaly!"

"We know who you are, Radiq, son of Thorrim," replied a voice from the shadowed gate house, "and we know why you have come."

"Then give me the answer I seek, and I shall be on my way," Radiq shot back.

"The answer is Guild Master Marron's to give," replied the faceless voice as the gates slowly rose.

Marron, Guild Master—great gods—what have I gotten myself into?


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Transitions – Day Six?

I love my new website! Using WordPress has made everything so much easier–but there is SO MUCH MORE that I want to do still! And that’s not counting the store front which is still under some serious construction.

The downside is that I have had very little time for “real” writing. Several stories are languishing at various points in their development. **sigh** And that’s not counting the stuff in the plotting stages.

BUT! Once I get this up and running to my satisfaction, there will be more time ’cause I’ll have to spend less on site updates which should happen more frequently … plus I can do all the things that I have been putting off–reviews, new release posts, maybe even a contest or two!

I’m also going to have a newsletter! Details to follow . . .

Since I’ve managed to get things somewhat networked, I don’t know where you, dear reader, are reading this. So I’ll point out that the OLD site (ccwilliamsonline.NET) is still up and running and will in future point to the NEW site (www.ccwilliamsonline.COM), so if you wish you may adjust your bookmarks, but it’s not necessary.

Thanks to everyone for their ongoing support!

‘Til next time!

Six Sentence Sunday - 22 Jul 2012

This week I'm offering another six from my WIP, Radiq. Our hero has entered the City of the Red Mages and makes his way to their Guild House:


The noon sun beat upon Radiq's shoulders, flattening his resolve like a slug of iron upon an anvil. As much as he wanted to, there was little the warrior-turned-ambassador could do to delay the inevitable approach to the Guild House—the streets of Thal Qedoq were nearly empty, the city's inhabitants having escaped indoors away from the broiling heat. His mission was simple: He need only meet with the Red Guild Master and secure his assistance—for surely the greatest mage in the eastern world would readily know the location of a crown lost for three millennia?

Radiq snorted at the ludicrousness of that thought. His real concern should be avoiding an encounter with Marron—his brother would unquestionably want to pick up the fight where Radiq had dropped it ten years ago—and Radiq had no time to spare on Vadim's behalf. "Oh, my prince," he thought, "why did you have to contract marriage with a sorceress—and then break the engagement?"

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Day Three

Continue to work on store and added “Recommended Reading” page.

Day Two – a little late

Started store development. So exciting!