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July 6, 2016
Throwback Thursday Tunes
Since America is celebrating it's Independence Day this month, I thought it would be fun to have a month of songs with the words "America" or "USA" in the title! Here's a toe-tapper by one of my faves, John Mellencamp, singing about R.O.C.K. in the USA.
July 4, 2016
Tuesday Tales - Necklace
Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.
It's time to have more zombie fun! Today we have another excerpt from my LGBTQ zom-rom-com Two Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 4 - Zombies, Zendra, and Ziegfeld Follies.
This story contains crude language, gore because of the darn zombies, and gay sexual situations. If that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering. Our word prompt for the week is "Necklace".
Don`t forget to visit the other talented Tuesday Tales authors. Thanks for stopping by!
Water cold enough to freeze a snowman's nuts rudely roused me. I coughed and gagged, spit water out of my mouth, and had a moment's pure panic, as I feared I was drowning. Lashing about with my hands as I lay on my back, another dousing occurred, this one with far more water. Several different masculine and feminine chuckles filled my ears as water slipped down into my lungs. I began hacking violently as I rolled to my side. Water dribbled out of my mouth and nose. Someone put a foot to my shoulder and pushed, sending me roughly rolling to my back.
"No more water!" I coughed and threw my hands over my face.
"Well, well, it sounds as if Mr. Hollywood is finally awake," a man said, his voice low and smooth as Tennessee whiskey. I continued coughing. Someone jerked me up to a seated position. I swiped at my face with the back of my hands, desperate to get the water from my eyes so that I could see whom I was dealing with. Once I had my vision cleared, I sorely wished I had left the water clouding my eyes.
A circle of people stood around me, armed to the hilt, and quite ragged looking. All but one who looked as if he had just stepped out of the pages of Gentleman's Quarterly. I blinked and sniffled, my gaze stuck on the dapper man sitting on a lawn chair under a rather ratty red and white patio umbrella shading a battered metal table. On the table was a pitcher of cold water, a small rock covered in small purple flowers, and a Fedora-type hat.
For some reason, I immediately picked up that this was the alpha male among all these grimy peons. The dapper man was handsome in a rough way, cleanly shaved with short dark brown hair slicked down to his skull. His dark gray suit screamed hand-tailored yet it seemed a bit too snug across the chest for him.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, fellow survivor." I threw a look around at the ten men and several women, one with a gaudy handmade necklace, eying me like a deadly viper or a leg of lamb. My sight went back to Dapper Man as he studied me. "I'd offer you something to drink but you seem to have already had your thirst quenched." The horde surrounding me chuckled. I glanced up the sky. The sun had shifted significantly. How long had I been knocked out? Where were Joe and Tink? Where was I? All the thick woods around us told me was that I had been taken out of Port Gray. "In case you were wondering, my name is Mercury. That large fellow behind you with the remaining bucket of water, his name is Slug. He also has a pillowcase and a real lust for waterboarding but a hatred for lies. Just thought I'd let you know that before we start chatting."
Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey
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July 3, 2016
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July 1, 2016
Tape to Tape Cover Reveal/Preorder Sale Price News!
Here we go Venom fans! The cover reveal for Tape to Tape as well as preorder links.I'm so excited to be able to bring you Dot and Theo's story. I think it's going to set a few things on fire! Such as the bed sheets and your eReader. Also, those who preorder will get Tape to Tape at the special price of only $2.99! The price goes back to the $3.99 on August 4th, the day after release day, so grab your copy now and save a buck!
Now let's take a peek at the crazy sexy cover-
I know. How hot is that cover? Wicked hot to say the least. Here's the official blurb as well and buy links-
Blurb
Venom defensive coach Dot "The Shadow" West has made a nice life for herself. She's found a new position on an up-and-coming women's professional hockey team, her daughter is thriving, she gets along well with her fellow coaches and her players admire and respect her. She's proud to have accomplished so much by herself. Everything is running smoothly in her life with no help from anyone, thank you very much.
Sadly, there's one annoying glitch in Dot's new life, and it's in the form of good-looking Theo Grier, former Wildcat goalie and co-host of a controversial sports talk radio show based in Philadelphia, home of the Venom. When Dot loses her cool and calls in to spar with Theo on the air her structured and solitary existence takes a sudden unexpected turn. Before she can hip check the smug fool out of her life she somehow ends up working with him on a new talk radio sports program.
Can she defend her heart against the unwanted feelings Theo is stirring up? Or will she continue to guard herself, and her past decisions, against the offensive moves being made by the ex-goalie? The only man to ignite her passions - and ire - in years?
Buy Links
Amazon-http://tinyurl.com/zt8vncqSmashwords-https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/646762Kobo-https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/tape-to-tape-the-venom-series-3Nook-http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1124036811?ean=2940153103211
June 29, 2016
Throwback Thursday Tunes
To wrap up our wedding song-fest, we have this classic from The Dixie Cups.
June 27, 2016
Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt
Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.
It's time to have more zombie fun! Today we have another excerpt from my LGBTQ zom-rom-com Two Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 4 - Zombies, Zendra, and Ziegfeld Follies. This story contains crude language, gore because of the darn zombies, and gay sexual situations. If that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering.
It`s our picture prompt week and the excerpt must reflect the image and be under 300 words. Don`t forget to visit the other talented Tuesday Tales authors. Thanks for stopping by!
My pace was sloth-like. Take one step then stop, listen, another step, stop and listen. Birds sang. A breeze blew past. The smell of pine and wet earth clung to the wind. I drew in a long steadying breath when I reached the corner of the used clothing store. Exhaling through my nose I jumped out onto the sidewalk, gun up, pulse tripled. My sights were empty. Nothing was on the street aside from the tiny brown bird picking at the springs of new grass. Nothing on the horizon but tall purple flowers embracing the spring sunset.
My sight flew up and down the street, straining to locate anything that seemed out of place. I drew in a deep breath to steady my nerves and trembling hand and inhaled the pungent scent of cigarette smoke clinging to material. I never got a chance to turn and wave my gun in Marlboro Man's face. He clipped me soundly on the back of the head with something hard just as my brain was sending the command to my extremities to do something defensive. That tiny little street in Port Gray rushed up to slap my face right before everything went still and black.
Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey
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June 25, 2016
June 22, 2016
Throwback Thursday Tunes
Now we're talking! I do love me some Billy Idol. Enjoy White Wedding as only Mr. Idol can sing it. Feel free to roll a lip as you sing along.
June 20, 2016
Tuesday Tales - Toes
Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.
It's time to have more zombie fun! Today we have another excerpt from my LGBTQ zom-rom-com Two Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 4 - Zombies, Zendra, and Ziegfeld Follies.
This story contains crude language, gore because of the darn zombies, and gay sexual situations. If that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering. Our word prompt for the week is "Toes".
Don`t forget to visit the other talented Tuesday Tales authors. Thanks for stopping by!
The small mining town of Port Grey sat in the distance. Joe, Tink, and me all studied it carefully, Joe from behind our lone set of binoculars. One did not simply drive into a town anymore and ask where the nearest Holiday Inn was. Now you crept up on a town or village, much like a cur trying to steal a bone from another dog. While this lovely little village looked peaceful, it could house hundreds of Phobies or other survivors who did not share the fine moral convictions that we at Fort Acceptance held.
"Looks like it's dead." Joe lowered the binoculars and looked over at me. "We should scout the perimeter just to make sure."
Tink and I both agreed and slipped out of the truck. Joe pulled off the road and parked the F-10 behind a stand of towering lodge pole pine trees. We split up to approach the tiny town from three different angles. A finger of fear ran down my spine to my toes as I crept closer to what appeared to be a second-hand clothing shop. I peeked around the corner of the building. A bird flittered down to the lawn to pick among the mud. My gun rested on my left wrist as I hustled around the store looking for entrance. The tiny brown bird took to wing as I trotted past.
I found a side entrance and discovered a locked door. There was also one of those outdoor smoking receptacles. I wrinkled my nose at the stink as a fine line of grey cigarette smoke wafted out of the smoker`s station. My eyes widened when I put two and two together. Joe, Tink or I did not smoke. I flicked off the safety of my Smith & Wesson, my heart now hammering inside my ribs.
Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey
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