tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13340466321166233672024-02-06T20:17:20.664-07:00Book Whores UnitedTwo crazy women telling you about the books we love to read!J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.comBlogger106125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-19554415879744486282015-06-23T06:30:00.000-07:002015-06-23T06:30:25.108-07:00Welcome Weekend Warriors – RainbowCon 2015That's right. Weekend warriors. Sometimes, there are just too many reasons that you can't extend
your congoing fun into the weekdays. Hey, we understand! Most people have jobs, families,
summer school, or a hundred other pulls on their time and energy over those hot, summer months.
That's why <a href="http://www.rainbowconference.org/" target="_blank">RainbowCon</a> has
day passes available!<br>
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But wait, wait. I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's introduce you to RainbowCon first. Then, those
day passes will make a lot more sense and hopefully sound appealing!<br>
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<small>Art Courtesy of Guests of Honor Adam DeKraker & Alex Woolfson</small></div><br>
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RainbowCon is a fourday conference filled with nothing but GLBTQ content. Four days of
panels, workshops, activities, and a few nighttime events that celebrate the GLBTQ presence
across various media in our varied artistic community. Our first RainbowCon was held in April
2014 and was a resounding success, but where 2014's con was centered around primarily GLBTQ
fiction, 2015's content has been expanded to encompass television, movies, theatre, comics,
fiction, and fandom. The con is very inclusive, and we hope that there's a little something for
everyone, whether you're looking for fandom fun or to learn a little more about QUILTBAG
content in our media and pop culture. The conference is for anyone and everyone who loves art
with an emphasis on GLBTQ themes and characters!<br>
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Now, back to the weekend warriors! I'm happy to report that, while you can get a general
registration to RainbowCon 2015 for just $75 (registration is STILL OPEN!), it's not the only
option out there for you. The con will run July 16th through 19th just next month, so we know
there are often a lot of things going on in the heat of summer. If you're planning on making your
way down to Tampa, Florida for the conference but can't afford to take too many days off from
your job, family, or other equally important obligations, we have day and (*gasp*) weekend
passes!<br>
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<b>PreRegistration: $75 (fourday pass)<br>
Day Passes (purchased at door):<br>
<ul><li>Thursday (July 16th) $30</li>
<li>Friday (July 17th) $35</li>
<li>Saturday (July 18th) $35</li></ul><br>
Weekend Pass: $50 (Sat/Sun July 18th/19th)</b><br>
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I can hear you now. "Well, that's great. The price looks nice and all, but... what does that actually
<i>get</i> me if I just grab a weekend pass?" Good question! Here are a few highlights from our
weekend programming!<br>
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<b>Panels:</b><br>
<ul><li><i>Fiction</i> – Our fiction panels cover a broad range of topics throughout the con. On
Saturday, you can sit in on craftbased panels about social media, handling criticism, or moving
from hobby to career, or you can choose panels on paranormal romance, polyamorous fiction,
LGBTQ punk fiction, or series/serials (<i>This is the Story that Never Ends</i>). Sunday is a half
day at the con, but you can still find offerings on lesbian fiction, religion in fiction, historicals, and
YA genre fiction.</li>
<li><i>Fandom</i> – Doctor Who, subtext, queer furries, supernatural characters, femslash, and
even a fun panel aptly titled <i>When Poly Would Have Solved Everything</i>. All these and
more can be found in our fandom panel offerings Saturday and Sunday!</li>
<li><i>Multimedia</i> – These panels address topics across various media. From LGBTQ in
advertisements, the appeal of fairy tale retellings, LGBTQ on the CW, and LGBTQ & parenting in
pop culture to everything about bad guys, 50 shades of fantasy, and pushing LGBTQ into the
Mainstream. There's plenty to choose from.</li>
<li><i>Educational</i> – We pride ourselves on offering some educational topics throughout the
con in addition to all the typical fun. On the weekend, we have panels about YA dystopian fiction,
genderqueer identity and themes, how to be an ally, queerbaiting, and how to get kids reading
LGBTQpositive books.</li></ul><br>
<b>Workshops:</b> We have a couple rooms dedicated to workshops for new and seasoned
writers alike! The following topics are available on the weekend (space will be limited)!<br>
<ul><li>Perspective and POV</li>
<li>Queries, Synopses, and Blurbs</li>
<li>Writing Believable Sex</li>
<li>Integrating Kink</li>
<li>Writing YA Fiction</li></ul><br>
<b>Guests of Honor:</b> Our Guests of Honor for 2015 are the incomparable pair of Alex
Woolfson and Adam DeKraker, the creator and illustrator of <i>The Young Protectors</i>, an
online comic mixing GLBTQ themes in with classic superhero/supervillain content. Never heard
of them before? You can keep up with their comic online for free (start reading <a
href="http://webcomics.yaoi911.com/archive/ete_title_page/" target="_blank">HERE</a>)!
Saturday is the day this pair will be featured with a panel or two about the craft of online comics as
well as their Q&A session. They're also offering a special dinner opportunity to their supporters on
Kickstarter/Patreon who are attending, and that's slated for Saturday night as well. You won't want
to miss it!<br>
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target="_blank"><img src="http://webcomicsyaoi911.yaoi911media.netdna-
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<b>Games & Activities:</b> These are just for fun, the places you can hide out for a little quiet
time or fun crafting to rest your brain during the conference. For Games, we have Book Title
BINGO, Loaded Questions, QUILTBAG Memory, Cards Against Humanity, and Euphemism
BINGO. On the activity side, you can enjoy an hour of bookmark making, painting rainbow
pendants, or crafting a Masquerade Mask, which leads to our next section...<br>
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<b>Main Events:</b> On Saturday night, we'll be holding a themed ball, the <i>Call of the Wild
Masquerade</i>, where guests are allowed to come in costume or simply show up for some light
snacks and fun music and dancing. The ball is a premium event that has a surcharge to help offset
the catering costs, but it's completely optional, so if you don't wish to attend, you don't end up
paying a cent. ^_^ Raffle tickets will also be available for our charity raffle to benefit the <a
href="http://www.bigcatrescue.org/" target="_blank">Tampa Bay Big Cat Rescue</a>, thus the
theme of the event. On Sunday, our Closing Ceremonies will also be partnered with an informal
Ice Cream Social, so be sure to stop by for some ice cream, raffle drawings, and fond farewells!
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Whew! See? There's so much to experience, even if you can only make it to the con for the
weekend! You can check out more about RainbowCon by visiting <a
href="http://www.rainbowconference.org/" target="_blank">our website</a> or keep up with
current happenings by following <a href="https://www.facebook.com/RainbowConference"
target="_blank">our Facebook</a> or <a href="https://twitter.com/RainbowCon_2015"
target="_blank">our Twitter</a>. We hope you'll consider heading down to Tampa next month to
join us in celebrating artistic diversity!J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-4215223516639649702015-05-17T06:31:00.001-07:002015-05-17T07:22:37.660-07:00International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia & Biphobia<p dir="ltr">Today is an important day. It's the International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia & Biphobia. I wanted to share my thoughts with you on this today. </p>
<p dir="ltr">It's hard to put words down on how something important makes you feel sometimes. We are raised in a world where we are encouraged to keep our thoughts to ourselves. Don't upset the balance of how things have always been. But how things have been is wrong. There's so much hate, discrimination and persecution out there, just for being an individual. Parents pass down their anger and hatred on to their children and the cycle continues. When does it stop?</p>
<p dir="ltr">We have to make a choice. We have to make the decision to stop the cycle. To teach our children love and understanding for ALL. Not just for the people we like. You can't say I want everyone to be equals and then cut someone down because they piss you off. You have to agree to love everyone, to show that love and to teach it to others. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Growing up I was judged a lot. I grew up with two brothers. I was a Tom boy. I didn't want to be the girly girl in dresses and make up. I wanted to stuff my face with burgers and pizza and watch cartoons. In high school I was one of the guys, I wasn't the girl guys looked at. And no one ever came out as gay or bi or anything that wasn't just normal. Now as an adult I'm still not in to girly things. I don't care for dresses. I don't want diamonds.  I get more excited going camping or going to the zoo. I got the cutest cactus for mother's day. I loved it. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I was raised Christian in a loving family. I understand that sounds really great but as much as they preached love and understanding.  They only understand you if you stay in their bubble of acceptance. The only person who truly gets me is my younger brother. We're both cut from the same cloth of awesome weirdness. I tell you this because it's not always hate that spews out on us, destroying who we are. Sometimes it's quiet disapproval or a blind eye. They simply refuse to accept you they way you are despite the preachings of love and understanding. I sometimes feel like I'd rather have the hate and spewed words because at least you can take a stand and fight back. It's hard to fight against a blind eye. </p>
<p dir="ltr">We all deserve love and acceptance. We all deserve to be who we feel we are in our hearts. I won't tell you I don't care who you love. I do care. I care because it matters and I'm happy for you. I care that you decided to take the steps to transition because you will feel complete that way. I care that you found your soul mate, no matter the gender. I care that you are perfectly happy by yourself in your own skin because that's who you are. I hope as the days go on to the rest of the year, not just today that you will at least remember, I care. </p>
<p dir="ltr">We are better than the hate, than the judgement and the lies. We are better and we deserve to be loved. Love each other for everyone is beautiful. No matter what. Be better.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Share your love,</p>
<p dir="ltr"><u>Jenny</u></p>
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<span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Caravan-Club-Edward-Tailor-ebook/dp/B00WT7TBUW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1431368513&sr=8-1&keywords=caravan+club" target="_blank">The Caravan Club by Edward Tailor and Kassandra Cox</a></span></div>
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Black-Balled-Andrea-Smith-ebook/dp/B00URTZLZI" target="_blank">Black Balled by Andrea Smith and Eva Lenoir</a></div>
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<i><br />The Warlock Brothers of Havenbridge: Book One<br /><br />Mason Blackmoor just can’t compete with his brothers, much less his father. They represent the epitome of black magic, strong, dark, and wicked, and though Mason tries to live up to his respected lineage, most of the spells he casts go awry. To make matters worse, his active power has yet to kick in. While his brothers wield lightning and harness the cold, Mason sits on the sidelines, waiting for the moment when he can finally enter the magical game.<br /><br />When a dead body is discovered on the football field of his high school, Mason meets Drake Carpenter, the new kid in town. Drake’s confident demeanor and quick wit rub Mason the wrong way. Drake is far too self-assured for someone without an ounce of magical blood in his body, and Mason aims to teach him a lesson—like turn him into a roach. And if he’s lucky, maybe this time Mason won’t be the one turned into an insect.<br /><br />Not surprisingly, the dislike is mutual, and Drake does nothing to dispel Mason’s suspicion that the sexy boy with a southern drawl is somehow connected to the murder.<br /><br />If only Mason didn’t find himself inexplicably spell bound whenever they are together, they might actually find out what danger hides in the shadows.</i><div>
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So I was lucky enough to get a request to review this in my email. Once I read the description I had to have it. Let me tell you, you want this. This is the first time I've read a book by this author and I'm totally hooked. I love paranormal books to begin with and he did an awesome job bringing you into a magical world that isn't the standard ones we end up with. </div>
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Now I can't give too much away because it's not out yet! I'll come back and update once it is. Mason is is the baby of the Blackmoor family who isn't quite the awesome black magic spell caster the rest of his family is. Drake is the new guy at school and is throwing Mason off his dark brooding tough guy routine. I love the dynamics between our two guys. No insta hearts in your eyes, a dangerous murderer abouts and secrets to keep. Plus you made me cry. I really loved this book. I can't wait to see how the story continues in book two. Down side of getting a book before it's out is that means you have to wait that much longer for book two! </div>
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J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-48339018141415759432015-05-07T17:38:00.001-07:002015-05-07T17:38:39.677-07:00Back in the saddle!So as some of you may have noticed. Last year we pretty much dropped off the whole review writing. I moved from Tennessee back to AZ. Then was in a horrible car accident. Then had my baby. Needless to say it was a smidge busy. Now as things settle back into a semi normal rhythm I'd really like to get back into writing reviews. So to make up for that I'm going to try to do some reviews on books I read over the past many moons and some more recent ones as well. If you're an author looking for reviews, feel free to hit us up. I'd have you email the bookwhores email but I forgot the password lol. So feel free to write me at steelstories@gmail.com. Happy reading!<br />
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Jenny <3J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-8179414787410617192014-09-22T17:20:00.002-07:002014-09-22T17:20:36.053-07:00Welcome Guest Author - Michael KudoPlease welcome our guest Michael Kudo today! We're so glad he could stop by today!<br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;">I’m here with BWU today to discuss my writing process – the
what, when, where, and how.<br />
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I can’t even calculate the amount of times I’ve had friends come up to me and
say things like: “Wow, you actually sat down and wrote a WHOLE novel?!” or “I
love to write, but it’s so hard staying focused” or even, my personal favorite:
“You wrote over fifty-thousand words on a single topic/subject? You must have
incredible willpower!”<br />
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So after I laugh internally, I smile and shake my head and assure them it isn’t
as easy as it sounds. They seldom believe me. I think in their minds, I’m just
a godless charlatan who wants to horde the secrets of writing all to myself so
I can build an empire and rule the world! A bit dramatic, but you catch my
drift.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">The point being, it isn’t as easy as they think and to prove
it, I’m going to break my writing process down in ten simplified steps.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Actively decide to write – it may seem like a no
brainer, but you’d be surprised how hard it is to make that decision. The way
writers work (or most of us, anyway) is that we need inspiration to hit in
order to write our stories. Inspiration can be anything from memories, a
normal, everyday experience, or our characters whispering sweet nothings in our
ear. Unfortunately, this doesn’t happen every day and if we actually waited for
inspiration to hit every single time we sat down to write, we’d never get anything
done. Generally, it’s a good rule of thumb to get SOMETHING down. Anything.
Even if it’s just a few fragmented sentences. If you’re writing, you’re
winning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Free myself from distractions – It could be just
me, but I’m easily distracted. I’m like an ADHD kid on 7 grams of cocaine, 2
boxes of cookies, and a shot of hard liquor. So that being said, in order to
write, my environment needs to be PERFECT if I’m going to get anything done. I
need to have white noise of some kind, whether it’s rain (rainymood.com) or the
soundtrack to one of my favorite videogames (Chrono Trigger, Final Fantasy 6,
Legend of Zelda: Windwaker, or Super Mario RPG, for those who are curious) I
just need something to help silence the unhelpful background noises and coax
out my creativity. Speaking of videogames, I’m a huge gaming geek. I love
playing video games and sometimes it’s hard to stop myself from getting in that
extra battleground or playing that extra round of Hearthstone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Sum up the chapters – I used to be able to just
write as I went along but I’m finding it harder and harder to write that way as
of late. I now open a wordpad document and write out the chapters and add 3-5
brief sentences about the key scenes in each chapter I want to touch on. This
helps me because I now have a goal to strive towards.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Write – Yay, I’m writing! How much fun is this?
LOOK MA, I’M A WRITER!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Become distracted…by something – Oh, look, is
that a unicorn? Or better yet; well, I’ve written a couple hundred (or
thousand) words…I deserve a break. Maybe fifteen minutes of browsing the
Internet (read: 1 hour) or a quick match in a video game (read: 2-3 hours)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Cry and regret life choices – Okay, so maybe it
wasn’t a good idea to spend all my free time playing video games and browsing
the Internet. My bad.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Drink and eat chocolate – You know what they
say: write drunk, edit sober. And in the middle of a potential emotional
breakdown consuming more chocolate that previously thought possible by a human.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Seek Reassurance – I’m only human. Sometimes
it’s nice to be told you’re not a failure and that no matter what, you can do
it. For me, my fiancé takes care of that role. =)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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struggling and mental turmoil, I usually have a novel completed at this point.
Tada!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a202f; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">My name’s Alex. I’m an
average guy. I kill people for a living. But don’t judge me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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just anybody though. I only kill the really annoying people, like cheaters or
abusers. So if you think about it, I’m actually doing God’s work—okay, maybe
that’s stretching things a bit.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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committing murder and trying to get away with it thing, my life is simple.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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fact I’m in love with a fellow assassin who happens to be my mentor. I also
have to make sure I’m careful when I’m on the job because if I ever fail a hit,
I’ll be considered a “liability” and be executed promptly. Oh, and there’s a
small chance someone in the organization is trying to have me killed. But I’ll
figure that out, eventually. Did I mention I’m gay?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was born and raised on the Jersey Shore – the geographical location, not the TV
show. As such, he cannot boast having tanned skin, a rock-hard body, or being
BFFs with Snooki. His version of GTL is gaming, Tumblr, and Lounging. He didn’t
know what to do for a living until he wrote a couple of fun short stories as an
English class project and made people laugh, something he’s always enjoyed
doing and decided that’s what he wanted in his future.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">A
self-described “Otaku” (person with obsessive interests in manga, anime, and/or
video games) Michael spends most of his time enjoying those things, becoming
emotionally attached to fictional characters and collecting every bit of My
Little Pony merchandise available.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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with his fiancé of five years in the heart of NJ.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-60867818666886172732014-08-25T08:21:00.000-07:002014-08-25T08:21:26.813-07:00Guest Post - Chris T Kat<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;">
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Thanks a lot for the chance to be a guest on your blog. Dreamspinner Press will publish my new release, <i>Secret Energy,</i> on August 29th. <i>Secret Energy</i> is a shape-shifter story, and the sequel to <i>Secret Chemistry </i>(<span lang="DE"><a href="http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3520">http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3520</a></span>).<o:p></o:p></div>
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The main protagonist in <i>Secret Energy</i> is Robin Evans, a 19-year-old wolf shifter. If you've read <i>Secret Chemistry,</i> you'll probably know some of the things I listed below, but if not, you'll know him better afterward. ;-)<o:p></o:p></div>
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In case you've read <i>Secret Chemistry</i>, what appealed to you about Robin? I'm a sucker for guys with deep dimples, which is why Robin has those. ;-)<o:p></o:p></div>
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e-book: <span lang="DE"><a href="http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5368">http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5368</a></span> <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background: white;">When wolf shifter Robin agreed to cover for his older brother Tim and Tim’s lover Jay, he never imagined feeling so stifled. Tim's overprotective attitude suffocates him. Pressure from within—the urge to find his own mate—mounts daily. With a little help from Jay, Robin finally convinces Tim to let him go for a run alone, but he has no inkling that his life will change forever as a result.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unexpectedly, he finds his mate Peter Brannigan, an old and special soul, and the one shifter who can bring balance to Robin’s life. The new couple spend days together, developing their bond as mates. Yet even as they explore and cement their relationship, crisis looms just ahead when an old enemy of the pack shows up and kills someone Robin loves.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The scent called to Robin, setting something free within him—something unfamiliar and primal in nature. Robin’s mood alternated between exhilarated and scared, the combination and sheer intensity of both feelings troubling him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Robin stopped near a small creek and carefully stepped inside the stream, the cool water soothing his paws and ankles. He took a few swallows of the clear water while his heartbeat slowed down.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The scent was strong around the creek, but Robin was unable to pinpoint it. After raising his snout high in the air, he inhaled the smell deeply, hoping it would infuse his lungs and from there spread to every part of his body, because whatever it was, it had a highly arousing but also calming effect on him. A long, high-pitched yowl broke free from his throat, announcing his longing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Robin waited before he swept his gaze around. High pines surrounded the small creek, casting shadows on the water’s surface. The creek flowed slowly and smoothly, only occasionally hindered by rocks strewn in its bed. The water swirled around them, creating small vortices that gurgled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Would anyone answer his plea? What would he do if someone did? Why was he even expecting <i>someone</i> to answer? It couldn’t be his mate—it just couldn’t—although everything would make sense, then.<o:p></o:p></div>
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No one answered Robin. In fact, he couldn’t even hear the usual cacophony of animal noises, just the water lapping at his feet. Robin pricked his ears, concentrating hard on what he <i>could</i> hear—the purling of the creek, the wind whipping through the treetops, and sometimes branches creaking. His breathing sounded harsh, closer to panting. Something wasn’t right, not at all.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Robin walked over to the other side of the stream, the earlier exhilaration dwindling. He shifted from foot to foot, darting his gaze around. An uncomfortable sense of isolation nestled into his insides. Maybe he should have listened to Tim after all?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shivering, he stood there, not sure whether he wanted to go on with his search or go back to Tim, Jay, and Walter. Going back meant safety, whereas going after his potential mate—or whatever it was he was following—could mean anything.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Robin tucked his tail between his hind legs. He had never heard of a wolf being afraid of his mate. Wouldn’t that mean the scent didn’t belong to his mate? Or maybe his mate was nuts and he somehow recognized it? Whatever the scent was—or to whomever it belonged—it didn’t smell like a wolf.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What if his mate was female? How would <i>that</i> work? He had never been into girls. He liked them as friends, but any kind of advances had him running for the hills. Robin was gay, period. No, the scent <i>had</i> to belong to a male wolf. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The darkness settling around him didn’t help the queasy feeling in his stomach. Whichever direction he turned his head, something moved in the shadows, leaving him vulnerable and scared. The moon remained partially hidden behind the clouds, but even if the sky had been clear, the moonlight wouldn’t have been able to illuminate the forest ground properly. Or at least not in a way Robin wanted.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Suddenly he started. The moon? Oh hell! Shouldn’t he have been back hours ago? Surely Tim was already looking for him. Why hadn’t he realized hours had passed? Had his wolf taken over without him noticing? His father obviously had a point with not wanting Robin to go anywhere alone in his wolf form.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Robin threw his head back and closed his eyes before he howled at the moon, the sound of his voice echoing through the forest, silencing every other animal in his vicinity. This time someone answered him. Robin jumped at the sound of a roar at the other side of the creek.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The roar didn’t sound like a wolf; it was too guttural for that. After his initial jump, Robin stood frozen, shock waves rolling through his entire body.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Chris T. Kat<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Chris T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there's any spare time, she happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.</div>
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Blog: <span lang="DE"><a href="http://christikat.blogspot.com/">http://christikat.blogspot.com</a></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Twitter: <span lang="DE"><a href="http://twitter.com/christi_kat">http://twitter.com/christi_kat</a></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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GoodReads:<span lang="DE"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/ChrisTKat">http://www.goodreads.com/ChrisTKat</a></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-76735528968358333122014-06-23T19:23:00.001-07:002014-06-23T19:23:46.266-07:00Special guest & Giveaway from Leigh Ellwood!<div class="MsoNormal">
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Please welcome guest author Leigh Ellwood to our blog today :-)</h3>
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I am thrilled to be here to talk about my latest book
release, <i>Sugar Rush.</i> Not only is this
part of the Ellora’s Cave Hot Pink line of lesbian romance, but it’s also my
first Ellora’s Cave book. I have been reading EC romances for years – starting
with earlier works by Jaid Black and Cheyenne McCray, and I am happy to be part
of the EC family.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I’m coming to Ellora’s Cave after ten years of being
published, and after dabbling a bit in self-publishing. With so many authors
going “indie” you might wonder why, after I’ve done, why I would submit to a
publisher again. Well, while indie is the rage not all authors are doing it. I
know several who are content to work with publishers at every stage. There are
others who consider themselves “hybrid” authors in that they self-pub and
submit. I suppose I am one of those.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I had been kicking around the idea for <i>Sugar Rush</i> long before I considered submitting it anywhere. I had
thought at first I might put it out myself, as I’ve had success self-pubbing my
lesbian stories. When I saw on Twitter that EC was acquiring F/F stories for
Hot Pink, I gave it serious thought. Ellora’s Cave has history in the romance
industry, and I’ve enjoyed going to their parties at RT conventions. I know
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I know, too, that I love to write and enjoy looking for more
options with regards to my writings. I decided then I’d give the line a shot.
If they liked <i>Sugar Rush</i>, I’d roll
with it and have fun working with an editor and cover artist. As it turned out,
Kelli at EC loved my story and now I have a new book release!<o:p></o:p></div>
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If you are looking for something new to read, I hope you’ll
look for <i>Sugar Rush</i> and the other
great F/F stories from Ellora’s Cave!<o:p></o:p><br />
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Baker Neve Rush is surprised to receive social media attention, both the good
and bad varieties, after agreeing to bake a wedding cake for a lesbian couple.
She cares about people’s tastes in pastries, not sexual partners. The newfound
fame has gained her new customers—as well as one resurfaced ex. Gianna stirs up
memories Neve would rather forget, and an impromptu flirtation with a client
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Goldsmith finds Neve’s open-mindedness refreshing and attractive, and isn’t
above a little scheming to get to know her better. As Neve and Judy satisfy
each other’s sweet tooth in the most pleasurable ways possible, feelings begin
to blossom. But their deepening attraction may not survive a little white lie…and
an even bigger, darker secret.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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like getting naked and having sex. Some have more sex than others, some have
sex with people of the same gender, some have sex with more than one person,
and still others have sex with toys and things that require the use of
batteries. My stories range from a few thousand words to well past 70k. My
books are available at Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, Kobo, and ARe. Really, just
type my name in any bookstore site and something is bound to show up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /><br /><span style="color: #38761d;">My coffee is too hot and there’s a cat hair on my tongue. I can feel it. But for the life of me, I can’t get it off my tongue. <br /><br />That’s kind of what writing feels like. You want more of something but you can have it AND you know something is there on the tip of your tongue.. on the tip of your mind… but you can’t get it out.<br /><br />Totally like that. <br /><br />It’s an exercise in frustration and pain. Rarely do I finish something and say; God that was good. Mostly I say, okay that didn’t suck. No really I say God that sucked why can’t I—<br /><br />Make emotions out of words. To go from a piece of paper and with a few folds, create a crane—then a thousand cranes to hang from a central point for blessings and beauty. Why can’t I origami the words into that crane? <br /><br />And if I do make something resembling a bird, it certainly isn’t perfect. <br /><br />But sometimes perfect isn’t all it is cracked up to be.<br /><br />There’s lots of advice on how to write. How to be a writer. What to do as a writer. We hear it all the time. Show don’t tell. Active not passive voice. Eliminate the ‘had’ and the ‘that’ as often as you can. Put in actions not smirked, replied, snorted or said. Don’t introduce someone only to kill them in the next paragraph. Don’t put a name to a face unless that is an important character. If you mention the gun on the mantle, it better be an important part of the plot.<br /><br />Lots of advice.<br /><br />Thing is—I’m not really good at taking advice. Oh sure, if it is well meaning—and much of it is—I will certainly take it into consideration. However my first instinct is to mutter under my breath, “Fuck you all. I do what I want.”<br /><br />Mostly about the murder because really, I love a good murdering.<br /><br />Did I mention I’m not really that great at the whole rule following thing? It’s gotten me into trouble more than a few times and well, if you’re a writer, it’s not always the best course of action. Because really grammar and punctuation are important. Very important. But the rest of it? Loosey-Goosey. Or however that looks. Anyway, pretty much over-guavaed geese on parade. Much like penguins, our geesey friends become supersoakers of poo when they eat too much fruit. <br /><br />Long story on how I know that—both about the penguins and geese—but let’s just assume I know what I’m talking about. Writing is also about holding a supersoaker of goose-poo.<br /><br />Okay mostly it’s about knowing when to break the rules. <br /><br />I do admit to breaking them. Mostly about storylines and plot. I like writing fantastical things. I write close to true life but the rule breaking lies in the close. Very close. Okay sometimes not so close. When to douse the rules with goose-poo? That’s a fine balance…and I’m not so sure I’ve mastered it it.<br /><br />But I shall try. <br /><br />The Devil’s Brew was a bit of rule-breaking for me. A novella—in a genre where novellas aren’t the most beloved of things—but more importantly, it’s meant to be sweet. Not a drop of blood in sight. Not a scream. No body parts. No shadowy figures in the window. Just sweet, a bit poignant but mostly, a visit with friends.<br /><br />Because sometimes, the rules I break are my own. *grins*<br /><br />Hope you all enjoy the novella. <br /><br />And damn it, my coffee is still too hot.</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="color: #741b47;">The Devil’s Brew by Rhys Ford (Book 2.5 in the Sinners
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Miki St. John’s life has been turned upside down but it’s
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<span style="color: #741b47;">His best friend, Damien Mitchell, is back from the dead. He
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<span style="color: #741b47;">For the first time ever, Miki’s living a happy and
normal-ish life but when Valentine’s Day rolls around, Miki realizes he knows
next to nothing about being domestic or domesticated. Nothing about the
traditional lover’s holiday makes sense to him but Miki wants to give Kane a
Valentine’s Day the man will never forget.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Rhys Ford’s
The Devil’s Brew may be purchased at: <a href="http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4991">http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4991</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Also at Amazon:
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">About Rhys
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats
of varying degrees of black fur, a black Pomeranian puffball and a ginger cairn
terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a
Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">My Blog:
<a href="http://www.rhysford.com/">www.rhysford.com</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Facebook:
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/rhys.ford.author">https://www.facebook.com/rhys.ford.author</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/Rhys_Ford">https://twitter.com/Rhys_Ford</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">And at the
Starbucks down the street. No really, they’re 24/7. And a drive-thru. It’s like
heaven.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">My books can
be purchased, folded and first chapters read at Dreamspinner Press. </span><a href="http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/">http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com</a><o:p></o:p></div>
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J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-74168935483175226112014-04-28T00:00:00.000-07:002014-04-28T00:00:09.474-07:00Can This Be Real Blog Tour!<span style="color: #38761d;">We have LE Franks on our blog today on her Can This Be Real Blog Tour! Come hear about what spawned the story and enter to win the giveaway!</span><br />
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<b>My Love of a Chef – And Why I’d Never Want to Be in
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;">When I saw MLR Press’s submission call for a “Foodie” themed
story I leapt at the chance. I love to write about food. It’s everywhere in my
books. It’s 100% relatable for the reader since everyone eats. It’s a great
hook into the meat of any story.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;">And because I used to cater private parties and weddings in
my twenties, I’m comfortable writing about cooking. I know how a well-balanced chef’s
knife feels in my hand, I know the bustle of a popular restaurant, and I've
always had a highly developed sense of smell and therefore taste, so I have an
easier time describing the food presented in my stories.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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turmoil—he’s cheated on, his career in NYC is trashed, and he’s exiled to a
place (to him) that is likened to the wilds of Siberia—instead of giving him a
comfortable landing, I send him straight into the orbit of a detective who
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;">Personally, cooking—bringing people into my home to host them—is
an intimate expression of my love and care. It’s a deep part of my pathology…the
need to bring people to my table, to feed them. And so I know for my chef
Christian, he has that need as well. A large part of his identity is expressing
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completely indifferent to food is a blow to Christian’s ego, and that conflict
makes writing this story fun.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ffd966;">Chef Christian De Guisse can't trust a man who doesn't love
his food, while Detective Andrew Simmons won't let any man close who thinks
he's broken---somewhere between these two points, love is possible, but only if
they get real.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ffd966;">When Chef Christian De Guisse accidently outs Celebrity Chef
Jordan Slayer during a fight in front of The Times entertainment reporter---it
only gets Christian ex-boyfriend status and a one-way plane ticket to culinary
exile in Oregon. But a fortuitous meeting with Detective Andrew Simmons at the
Portland airport keeps Christian and his collection of exotic herbs out of the
hands of Homeland Security, starting the chemistry simmering between them. Andy
isn't much of a foodie and for a chef who communicates love through his cooking
this may be one hurdle too high...until they're finally ready to get real.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e;">AUTHOR BIO: > LE Franks</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">LE Franks lives in the SF Bay Area, surrounded by inspiration everywhere. After years of ignoring the voices in her head, LE is finally taking off the filters and giving the stories free rein. These days, she can be found frequently writing about sexy men who desperately need a happily ever. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">LE writes M/M Romance in a unique mix of humor and drama with enough suspense to produce fast paced stories filled with emotion and passion and featuring characters that are quirky and complicated. LE’s men are living in the margins--they're in the middle of their journey, doing the best they can while searching for a connection to something bigger than themselves. With a little effort and a lot of luck they may actually find their happily-ever-afters.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">Good morning book whores! We have Ally Blue on our blog today sharing a little bit of her piece in the Butt Ninjas From Hell anthology! Make sure you check it out and don't forget to enter the rafflecopter for a chance to win a $50 gift card!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">They move like shadows through the night... when they aren't
tripping over the furniture. Porn stars, holy emissaries, demons, and even just
plain humans—ninjas come in all forms and from all kinds of Hell in this
erotically charged comedic Wilde City anthology. Whether it’s the world of
second-rate television, fluttering ninja stars, obsessions over a bronzy-olive
toned soldier, or magic backsides, your authorial guides will take you where
few readers have ever dared to go… without protection.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Butt Ninjas from Hell: You’ll Never Hear Them Coming!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Clean Up on Aisle Me! by Shae Connor<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Sheathing His Sword by JP Barnaby<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Twink Ninja Tiger, Flaxen Buns Of Fury by Kage Alan<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Twerk It by Ally Blue<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Hell Is Where The Heart Is by Eden Winters<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Ninja, Vanish! by Kiernan Kelly<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">The Soldier And The Vagabond by Jevocas Green<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">A Ninja Walks Into A Bar by T.C. Blue<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666;">Hi all! Ally Blue here, with a snippet from my contribution to the Butt Ninjas from Hell anthology. My story is called Twerk It, and it’s a fun, sexy, silly love story between a demon slayer and a minor demon with a magic ass. Because I took the term “butt ninja” pretty literally :) </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">Read on for blurbage and an excerpt. Enjoy! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">© Copyright 2014 Ally Blue</span><br />
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What happens when a demon slayer goes hunting in Hell? Twerk it, baby.<br />
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L’lousche is a minor sex demon with short-shorts, tall boots, a Hell Kitty t-shirt and a magic backside. When he shakes that ass, no soul in Hell or on Earth can resist the urge to sin. Not even the demon slayer who’s supposed to kill him. <br />
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He’d swallowed the last delicious bite and was sipping the special satanic brew—orders of magnitude better than anything you could get up top, which was just all kinds of wrong—when a vision of twinky sexiness swayed over to his table on thigh-high black leather platform boots with red flames up the sides and leaned on the closest chair, one slender hip popped sideways.<br />
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“Well, hi there, beautiful stranger. Mind if I sit?”<br />
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Hugo stared the demon up and down, from the long black and red striped bangs hanging over his ruby red eyes, down the slim dancer’s body clad in a glittering red cropped top with a demonic cartoon cat’s head on it, to the red and black short-shorts barely covering his groin. In fact, now that he looked closer, Hugo saw the shorts were made entirely of mesh, except for a strip of leather cradling the demon-twink’s privates.<br />
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The shirt said Hell Kitty.<br />
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Rawr.<br />
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Hugo smiled wide. “Pretty thing, you can sit wherever you want.”<br />
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Those gorgeous lips curved into a smile Hugo wanted to lick. “Oh. Thank you very much indeed.” Pushing away from the chair, Hell Kitty skirted the table and settled his pert rear right on Hugo’s lap.<br />
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Hugo figured he shouldn’t have been surprised. Demons loved to pull shit like that.<br />
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Not that he was complaining. That was one sweet ass right there. Besides, maybe this little hottie would be willing to help him find L’lousche. As long as he didn’t say why he wanted him, of course. Satan’s minions tended to be protective of each other. Another surprising thing about the netherworld.<br />
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Hell Kitty cocked his head sideways and examined Hugo’s face. “I haven’t seen you here before. Believe me, I would’ve noticed.” He touched both tips of his naturally forked tongue to his top lip, eyes gleaming with all sorts of sinful promises.<br />
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Goddamn. When he was done with this job, Hugo was definitely fucking this one. Demons were usually, well, demons in the sack, and Hugo was willing to bet Hell Kitty here would be better than most.<br />
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“It’s my first time here.” Hugo caressed one round, firm ass cheek with his free hand, resulting in a low hum and an eye-crossing butt wiggle. “I think I like it, though.” He grinned and gave Twinky-Demon’s bottom a squeeze.<br />
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The gem-red eyes staring into his went to half-mast. Kitty’s voice dropped low. “I guarantee you’ll like it, handsome.” He rested one almost-too-hot palm on Hugo’s cheek and swooped in for a kiss.<br />
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Hugo had never kissed a demon before. Fucked them once or twice. Let them suck him off more times than he could count. Those forked tongues? Oh, Mama. But this was the first time he’d kissed one.<br />
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Won’t be the last, he swore to himself as Twinky’s tongue wound around his in ways no human’s could while that luscious bubble butt rocked against his swelling dick.<br />
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Christ, he was gonna come right here if they didn’t stop. Lucky for him, you didn’t get in trouble for that in this neck of the woods. Still, coming with his cock up Hell Kitty’s ass would be way more fun than jizzing his pants.<br />
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Later, said the part of his brain that wanted the other half of his twenty grand. Work first. Sex later.<br />
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Regretfully, he broke the kiss and pulled away enough to meet the sexy little devil’s fuck-me gaze. “Hey, can you help me find somebody that’s supposed to be here? I need to give him a message. Then maybe you and I can find someplace private, huh?”<br />
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Demon Kitty smiled a smile busting at the seams with marvelously evil things. “I’m sure I can help you, hot stuff. I know everybody.” He tilted his head and used his devil tongue to tickle the inside and outside of Hugo’s ear at the same time. “Who’re you looking for?”<br />
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“A minor demon of sex and mischief.” Hugo ran his hand up kitty boy’s slender back. The heat of the demon’s skin radiated through the thin shirt. “His name’s L’lousche.”<br />
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For a second, Hell Kitty’s spine tensed, and Hugo wondered—too late, of course—who exactly he was talking to. Then the crowd erupted into cheers and screams, and Hugo leaned around the sexy thing on his lap to see what the deal was.<br />
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A tall, curvy, stunning woman with black hair striped in orange curling down to her black-leather-clad ass stood beside the DJ, surveying the room as if it were her personal kingdom. Which of course it was.<br />
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The DJ grabbed his mic in one gilded claw and shouted over the noise. “All right all right all right, demons and damned ones, monsters and ghosts and heavenly hosts, humans and aliens and creatures of all kinds, welcome to Hell’s Belles. Hope y’all’re having the time of your afterlife!”<br />
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The throng wooed. Some said yeah. Others hollered no, though they sounded pretty drunk. Hugo kept quiet and enjoyed the show.<br />
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The DJ laughed. “We have a very special guest tonight, folks. Satan herself has come to party with us!” He swept a lobster-like appendage toward Satan, who smiled and bowed for the screaming crowd. “And now, we’re gonna play some dance music, ‘cause guess what? Satan said dance y’all!”<br />
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A roar like nothing Hugo had ever heard before shook the walls. A dance song several years old thumped from the speakers. It took Hugo a moment to recognize it.<br />
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He laughed. Satan Said Dance. Funny.<br />
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Hell Kitty swiveled toward him, red eyes glowing in the black lights the DJ seemed to like. “Let’s dance. C’mon.” He hopped off Hugo’s lap and held out a hand.<br />
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Hugo knew he ought to say no. He ought to demand that his new friend tell him where to find his mark, then get the hit out of the way before he took this thing any further. But he was starting to get a sinking feeling about this whole business, and dammit, what was wrong with having a damn dance first?<br />
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Grinning, he took Hell Kitty’s hand. “We gotta. Satan said.”<br />
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seventeen. Cut loose from his Navy career and mourning his mentor’s death, Ty
must come to terms with his desire for another man, even while he fights to
keep his PTSD from pulling him under. Rancher Cass Cartwright’s relationships
never last more than a few hours, and that’s just the way he likes it. Now he's
done the one thing he swore never to do: fallen in love. Can Cass convince Ty
to let go of his past or will sabotage at the ranch kill their love before it
has a chance to grow?</span></div>
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Holden Titus had organized his fresh start down to the last detail. Except for
the part about the bomb that blew his plans all to hell. Now he’s running out
of time, without a job, without a home, and struggling to get back on his feet.
Literally.<br />
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Despite the impolite rejection, Drew knows he didn’t have the wrong impression
months ago when he asked the sheriff to dance, but he never expected to have
Holden’s life in his hands. Literally. <br />
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Thanks to some meddlesome matchmaking, the two men are now temporary housemates
at the Willow Springs Ranch and Drew is determined to help Holden heal, both
physically and emotionally. Even if it means he has to drag the other man
kicking and screaming to physical therapy…and out of the closet. In fact, that
might be kind of fun.<br />
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The problem is, Holden doesn’t consider himself in the closet…but not all
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Chance Carter is pretty sure he’d still enjoy being on either end of a good ass
reaming—just not the one from his supervisor that lands him on an involuntary
extended vacation. Another holiday season with nothing to do except visit an
old friend.<br />
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Former hospital corpsman Bryan Mitchell doesn’t feel less than honorable, but
that’s what his discharge paperwork states. Now he's down and out in Kingman,
Arizona until the charity of a stranger lands him a temporary job for the
holidays.<br />
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When two federal employees go missing during a highly controversial wild horse
roundup, the two Willow Springs Ranch newcomers are drafted to help in the
search, but if rumors of a local anti-government militia are true, Chance and
Bryan may be in serious trouble—and from something far more dangerous than
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">frosting to the piping bag. Cake
decorating had never been his favorite chef duty, but like many cooks in the
Navy, he had plenty of experience. He took another sip of coffee then began the
final step of piping the white border around the edge of the top layer. He
would add the already prepared red roses, last. As peace offerings went, a
chocolate three-layer cake with buttercream icing wasn’t much, but Cass would
forgive him. Eventually.<br />
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Today should have been their wedding day, but Ty had put a stop to all the
foolishness weeks ago. For fuck’s sake, Arizona didn’t even have gay marriage.
The gathering of friends for a commitment ceremony just seemed…stupid. Besides,
Cass had just been caught up in the events surrounding Chance and Bryan’s
rescue when he’d proposed. The truth of their relationship had been plain as
day when Cass tried to take over the conversation after Bryan had been rescued.
The words still echoed in his head.<br />
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“It’s my ranch…my decision…" Cass was boss and Ty the cook. Point taken.
Ty wasn’t even bitter. Much. Cass was right, this was his ranch and Ty had
usurped his authority—but goddamn it! No one here was better than Ty when it
came to running a covert mission. Cass should have respected him enough…trusted
him enough…</span><br />
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Ollom, landing on the Willow Springs Ranch after his teaching career crashed
and burned last year was a lesson in irony, considering he’d sworn off all
things related to horses and cowboys after a near fatal fall as a child. Now
with a new mission in life, Chad plans to bring critically ill children to the
ranch for a special celebration.<br />
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Aging rodeo cowboy Jesse Duran lives life eight seconds at a time, and whether
it’s broncos or men, it’s always been get on and get off before anyone gets
hurt. When he’s required to take a break from the circuit and ends up on the
WSR, the enticing ass of a stand-offish teacher turned contractor might just be
enough challenge to keep him entertained for a week or two.<br />
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As attraction flares, personal boundaries start to crumble, and the lines
between seducer and seduced begin to blur. When the series of on-going attacks
against the WSR moves from sabotage to arson, Jesse steps up to help, but when
Chad is forced to return to his past to face charges, the men of the WSR want
to know if Jesse will stick or leave Chad hanging.</span></div>
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Raised in California, Laura likes it hot, which explains why she ended up in Arizona via such diverse places as Japan, Maine, and Florida, and many more places in between. After retiring from the US Navy, she found a niche working for land management agencies, including the National Park Service and the Bureau of Land Management. Though she has held many jobs around the world, her favorite was working and living in Grand Canyon National Park. Working (and eating) in New Orleans was a close second. You will find many of her books are set against the rich backdrops provided by coastal Louisiana and northern Arizona.<br />
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When asked how she started writing, Laura tells of waking on Boxing Day a few years ago, with a woman named Elena MacFarland yammering in her dreams, demanding her story be told. Despite never attempting to write fiction before that morning, Laura ignored all of the holiday visitors and the Highland Destiny series was born. She doesn’t believe it was a coincidence that the great grandmother who died when Laura was just a baby was named Elena MacFarland. Destiny does play a hand.<br />
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Laura became a full-time writer in 2012, and now she spends her time writing, watching her Arizona Diamondbacks, and working on her very own version of the Willow Springs Ranch in northwestern Arizona. She is a multi-published author of erotic romance, mystery, and urban fantasy and her books can be found at all major online retailers.”<br />
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Liam Davis is a serious journalist, and he’s good at it.<br />
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Or at least, he was. Until the chief of Scribe, the campus magazine, makes him give up his politics column to write for the party page —the party page that is problematic for two reasons: One, it threatens Liam’s chance of getting the traineeship with his apathetic father at his prestigious newspaper company, and two, he has no idea what it means to party, let alone how to capture this new audience’s attention!<br />
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But Liam Davis is no quitter. He’s determined to prove to his father, the chief, and above all himself that he can do it—and do it well.<br />
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Life doesn’t make it easy. Not when Freddy Krueger comes stalking out of the shadows to attack him. Luckily the Raven, the campus vigilante—the vigilante getting hate mail sent to Scribe’s opinions page—comes to his rescue.<br />
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Now, between finding the perfect angle for his party page columns and making friends (and perhaps something more?), Liam needs to find this mysterious Raven — not only to thank him, but to warn him to watch his back.<br />
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“May I cut in for a dance?” <br />
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Shannon snapped her attention back to us, and her lips quirked at the edges. “Sorry, thought I saw my brother but I must have imagined it . . . cut in? Yeah, sure, I don’t mind.” <br />
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She untangled herself from Quinn and clapped a hand on my shoulder. “Just a word of warning though, the guy likes to lead.” <br />
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And with that, she stepped to the side and pushed her way out of the dancing crowd. Quinn’s eyes darkened, and he rested his hands on his hips. <br />
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“Uh, what?” I jerked my gaze to follow Shannon’s exit route. Had . . . had Shannon misunderstood me? I wanted to cut in for a dance, yes. But with her. <br />
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I blinked and met Quinn’s gaze. “Well this is awkward.” <br />
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His shrug was almost imperceptible, as if it were for him, not me. “I’m guessing that’s a no to dancing?” <br />
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“It’s not a yes. I’ve never danced with a guy before.” Never much danced with a girl, either. Though there was that one time at my cousin’s wedding. . . . <br />
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“It could be something else to write about.” Quinn searched my face for a reply that I didn’t have, and then he focused on the crowd around me. “Or maybe there’s another more interesting lecture in life here. I’ll leave you to find it.” <br />
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He stepped to maneuver around me, and I sidestepped, cutting him off. His surprised breath brushed over my cheek. Minty, fresh, not reeking with alcohol like I expected. “I just meant to come over here to say thanks. That’s all. Why didn’t you take up the offer of a room?” <br />
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He looked toward his shoes and then up again. “It didn’t seem like you’d care either way.” <br />
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“I don’t. It just doesn’t make sense. You need a room, I have one.” <br />
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“It might not make logical sense, but . . . you and me, I don’t know if we’d get along so well.” <br />
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I frowned. “It’s a room.” <br />
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“Yeah, but no. Thanks.” He pushed past me, his arm knocking lightly against mine. “Hey, Shan, wait up!” <br />
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About the Author: <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A born and raised New
Zealander, Anyta Sunday has been exploring the literary world since she start
reading Roald Dahl as a kid. Inspired, stories have been piling up in her head
ever since. Fast forward to her mid-twenties and jump a few countries (Germany,
America, and back again), and she started putting pen to paper. When she’s not
writing or chasing her kid around, she’s reading, hiking, watching Joss Whedon
series, attempting Pilates or curling up with her two cats. Updates on her
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<a href="http://streiflicht-fotografie.de/?lang=en">Caroline Wimmer </a>(<a href="http://streiflicht-fotografie.de/?project=book-cover-art-anyta-sunday&lang=en">http://streiflicht-fotografie.de/?project=book-cover-art-anyta-sunday&lang=en</a>) for the amazing cover art! I love how this so wonderfully captures the tone of the book and its setting. <br />
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Teresa Crawford for developing the story and discussing how best to shape the direction of the novel. <br />
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Lynda Lamb for keeping me sane while I took so long to get this one ready, and then for going through and catching all my nasty spelling and formatting errors. <br />
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Aspen Starr is in a bind and not in a good way. His father is trying to use him to sweeten a business deal and being a bought boy toy holds no appeal. Just when he thinks he has no options left Sundae’s Custom Easter Baskets knocks at his door. Soon he finds himself blindly following a trail right into the path of a sexy new boss and a whole new mess of carnal complications.<br />
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Garren Thomas has rules and one of those is to never get involved with an employee. Easy to say, harder to enforce when Aspen is hired on. With each passing day Garren's control slips until all he wants to do is spend his days with Aspen in his bed.
When faced with giving into his desires, Garren sees his simple life being torn apart. Can he get Aspen out of his system without losing his heart? Aspen isn't much better off. He is drawn to Garren, but he can't help the fear that the secrets from his past will destroy it all. As Aspen's begins to lose himself within the confusion of sex and love one question plagues him: who sent the basket?<br />
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Garren pushed away from the wall and into the light of the lobby. “Looks like I missed out on a lot.” <br />
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Aspen ducked his head and went to his desk to dig around in a drawer. The first time Taylor had sent him shopping for office supplies, Aspen had bought random sheets of kids’ stickers. On the rare occasion Taylor performed child evaluations, a little bribery to bring out good behavior never hurt. Aspen came away with two sheets of fairy stickers. <br />
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“Not too much. We’re working on crowns and a new kingdom.” Aspen swerved around Garren, his eyes twinkling. “Do you want a crown?” <br />
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Garren narrowed his eyes on Aspen. He put his hands on Aspen’s shoulders to stop him and leaned in to whisper, “That was low. There’s no way I can refuse those pixies. I’m going to end up with a glittery, construction-paper crown glued to my head, aren’t I?" <br />
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Aspen looked over his shoulder. “Don’t worry there won’t be glitter on yours. I’ll be the queen,” he murmured with a grin. “So you’ll need to fill the role as king.” <br />
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Garren shook his head. “You’re trouble.” <br />
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With a resigned sigh Garren followed him. <br />
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“Girls, I found someone else who needs a crown,” Aspen declared, gesturing at Garren. <br />
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The tykes jumped up and down. Garren fought the urge to reach out and hug Aspen for giving them this moment of levity even at Garren’s expense. <br />
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Aspen held out the stickers, and the enthusiasm magnified until the girls were dancing around the room. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” the girls chanted in a singsong fashion. <br />
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A softly murmured, “Oh my,” came from behind Garren. <br />
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Garren turned to yet again see the shimmer of tears in Mrs. Burgett’s eyes, but a smile accompanied the moisture. <br />
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Aspen grinned back at her. “I hope you don’t mind. The girls have been fantastic. We’ve managed to make crowns and bracelets.” <br />
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“Even for you, Mommy,” one of the twins piped up and ran over to Mrs. Burgett to carefully hand her the items as though they were made of glass. <br />
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Mrs. Baker cradled them. “Thank you, Maryann.” <br />
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“Becca and Mr. Aspen helped,” Maryann replied. <br />
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“And we ate apples and cheese crackers,” Becca added. <br />
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Garren looked briefly at Aspen. He’d seen Aspen eating the same things earlier in the week. <br />
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“That was very nice of Mr. Aspen,” Mrs. Burgett said with a hitch in her voice. “But we have to go now, girls.” <br />
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“Oh,” the girls replied with exaggerated pouts on both their faces. <br />
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“Say thank-you to Mr. Aspen,” Mrs. Burgett directed. <br />
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Both girls ran over to Aspen and threw their arms around his waist. “Sorry we didn’t get a chance to make your crown,” Becca said. <br />
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“That’s fine, sweetheart. I’ll be sure to make a matching one when you leave,” Aspen assured her. <br />
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“You need to make two,” Maryann interjected. “One for the big king behind you. That way we’ll know you’re helping rule the kingdom even if we can’t see you.” <br />
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Garren wanted to pick the girl up and hug her. Tell her that everything would work itself out and she’d never be hurt again. While it was a possibility if Mrs. Burgett went through with the charges, he wouldn’t make promises he couldn’t keep. <br />
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“Thank you, Mr. Aspen,” Mrs. Burgett said. “You don’t know how much I appreciate you taking care of my girls.” <br />
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“You’re welcome,” Aspen responded. <br />
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Maryann and Becca skipped over to their mom, and grabbed hold of her hands as they exited the office. <br />
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Garren stared after their retreating backs. He grimaced at the tattered clothes and worn shoes. His jaw clenched, and he pivoted and stalked back to his office. The lump in his throat threatened to shatter his control of his emotions. He made it through the door, placed his hands on his desk, and breathed deeply. Mrs. Burgett reminded him of his mother. <br />
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Aspen lightly touched his back, and Garren jerked around to gaze at him. <br />
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“I know you’ll do all you can,” Aspen confided. <br />
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“And you?” Garren cracked and cupped Aspen’s face with one hand. “You gave those little girls your lunch and made them laugh. You took away their stress and let them be kids.” <br />
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Aspen glanced away. “I did what anyone else would do. They deserve to have as much joy as every other child.” <br />
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“You’re wrong. Not everyone would do what you did. I think most would have set them in the lobby and spent the time telling them to be quiet.” Garren had seen that reality time and time again. <br />
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Garren caved and leaned in until his lips were mere inches from Aspen’s. “You are so beautiful.” <br />
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Aspen didn’t back away. His breath came faster, and his eyes flashed with that same glow Garren had seen in the past. <br />
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“Garren,” Aspen whispered with a thread of uncertainty. <br />
Garren brushed his thumb over Aspen’s full lower lip, and desire zinged through his body when Aspen’s tongue peeked out to trace the path. Garren’s brain screamed what a huge mistake kissing Aspen would be, but at that point he wasn’t being ruled by his head.<br />
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extensively in search of mischief and mayhem to fill my books. My
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name of research. Of course at the end of the day, coffee within reach, laptop
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<span style="color: #274e13;"><br />Someone asked me once… What’s it like to be a writer? What should you do?<br /><br />My answer was pretty simple. Write. Explore. Show the reader something new. Show the reader something familiar. Give them a personality to fall in love with. Give them a person they can cheer for. <br /><br />Slow your story down. Show us the surroundings. Show us the background. Make us believe we are there besides these people. Give them lives. Give them quirks. Give them personalities.<br /><br />No no, they clarified. Afterwards, after you get published. What then?<br /><br />What then? Harder question really. Where to start? What to say?<br /><br />Then it struck me. It was pretty simple. <br /><br />Don’t be a douchebag. Don’t be an asshole. Try to remember people are human. Try to remember you are human. You’re going to fuck up and say the wrong thing. Apologize. Take compliments with a grain of salt and a shitfuckton of grace. But just… don’t be an asshole.<br /><br />Okay so all of that advice can really be applied to all of life. <br /><br />Let’s break it down some.<br /><br />In this day and age… muah hah hah… We should name our internet ages. This would be like Dogeastic Era… Okay, I’m back now. Anyway, in this day and age, who we are as a person is pretty much up for grabs for anyone to see. Who we are as people …who we show to the general public… is wide fucking open and vulnerable. <br /><br />Remember this as a writer.<br /><br />But I also have to remember this as a reader. See, I count myself as a reader probably more than I do a writer. Because I’ve been reading as long if not more so than I’ve been writing. <br /><br />Still it comes down to… not being an asshole. I can be one. Really. God… and usually I’m clueless while doing it. Isn’t that the worst thing? And well, I am very very good at saying I’m sorry. Or at least it’s a life skill I’m familiar with. <br /><br />Try to be generous with your time. Comment and thank people. Yeah, same advice as in real life. Because honestly, being a writer is kind of like having a second life…and not in that maybe creepy kind of online living SIM way that I’ve never actually experienced but seemed kind of odd.<br /><br />Maybe because the one experience I had with someone interacting through it was… wait for it—an asshole. <br /><br />Now I want to avoid it like the plague. All because of ONE person and how he behaved towards other people.<br /><br />Same thing goes with books sometimes. One bad experience and you’re put off for life. Too much negative in a book and I get all.. okay, I’m steeped already. I need some air. But.. oh but… you do need a wee bit of that negative in there.<br /><br />Inside of books, you kind of need an asshat in between the pages. <br /><br />We all do it. There has to be a guy no one likes or at least seems to be beyond redemption to make the rest of the thing go down easier. That grain of salt. That acidic to the sugar. One always needs an Alan Rickman character.<br /><br />I swear, I had a place I was going with this. *grins* Stick with me. It goes back to the original question… how to be a writer? Be a good person. Be a good writer. But add the acid with the sweet. Be sure to stick an asshat or two in. Make them believable. And most of all, make them a bit complicated if you intend to use them again.<br /><br />Now what does this have to do with Dirty Deeds? Well, I established a bunch of asshattery in this series a while back and the time has come for it to go full circle. Cole has to deal with a bunch of negative things he put aside—namely Ben and the shooting. As we enter into the second trilogy, he’s got to learn how to deal with and maybe forgive the destructive people in his life.<br /><br />Even when one of those people is himself. <br /><br />We’ll be doing a lot of exploration along those lines. Cole’s world is changing. Changing kind of fast but at the same time, it’s for the better. He’s got Jae. He’s got his friends and his family. Oh and Jae. Did I mention Jae? But there’s the past…the mistakes…the big why shadowing him and Cole being Cole, he needs to scratch that itch—maybe even until it bleeds.<br /><br />And yes, he’ll probably be an asshole while doing it. Hopefully he’ll apologize before he goes too far. But we’ll see. *grins*<br /><br />So that—in a nutshell—how to be a writer. Or a person. Or hell, whatever you do, don’t forget to add a pinch of asshatery into your book. Adds flavour. Like a green chilies in your cranberry and pineapple relish.* <br /><br />You won’t regret it. <br /><br />*No really, try it. Toss in some canned sweet pineapple, whole cranberry sauce and a small can of green chilies together and mix together. Damned tasty stuff. Okay, yeah canned is cheating but really, wouldn’t you rather be reading a book than standing over a stove boiling down cranberries? </span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFeVoZYFK3JpD_BkujCJFVdU-a1hg2PMhER7kUiV9IjDoWzDHSWElzxXpbNAFPO3iGkB9MNvVM4PBoKthH6T54htBbRkNWbEfxVxmA6EAB7DvBPkrDuIjCtuG0BsvP1b4tIjTEBTBbsMQ/s1600/Dirty_Deeds_Cover1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFeVoZYFK3JpD_BkujCJFVdU-a1hg2PMhER7kUiV9IjDoWzDHSWElzxXpbNAFPO3iGkB9MNvVM4PBoKthH6T54htBbRkNWbEfxVxmA6EAB7DvBPkrDuIjCtuG0BsvP1b4tIjTEBTBbsMQ/s1600/Dirty_Deeds_Cover1.jpg" height="320" width="210" /></a><span style="color: #0c343d;">ANNOUNCING: Dirty Deeds by Rhys Ford (Book 4 in the Cole McGinnis Series)<br /><br />Sheila Pinelli needed to be taken out.<br /><br />Former cop turned private investigator Cole McGinnis never considered committing murder. But six months ago, when Jae-Min’s blood filled his hands and death came knocking at his lover’s door, killing Sheila Pinelli became a definite possibility.<br /><br />While Sheila lurks in some hidden corner of Los Angeles, Jae and Cole share a bed, a home, and most of all, happiness. They’d survived Jae’s traditional Korean family disowning him and plan on building a new life—preferably one without the threat of Sheila’s return hanging over them.<br /><br />Thanks to the Santa Monica police mistakenly releasing Sheila following a loitering arrest, Cole finally gets a lead on Sheila’s whereabouts. That is, until the trail goes crazy and he’s thrown into a tangle of drugs, exotic women, and more death. Regardless of the case going sideways, Cole is determined to find the woman he once loved as a sister and get her out of their lives once and for all.<br /><br />Rhys Ford’s Dirty Deeds may be purchased at: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4780</span><br />
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Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur, a black Pomeranian puffball and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and a purple Bella coffee maker.<br />
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Wanting to end his pattern of choosing controlling and abusive men, Vladimir ‘Val’ Mihalic figures it’s better to live alone than live in fear. Just when things are settling down—his biggest trouble recently is a Kentucky Derby hopeful that won’t load into a starting gate—his best friend Janelle’s violent ex-boyfriend kidnaps her. After she’s seriously injured in a car wreck, Wyatt Harig, Janelle’s estranged father, comes around to tend to his daughter. Despite Val’s determination to avoid relationships, Wyatt interests him in ways that make his resolve waver. As complications and repercussions pile on in the aftermath of Janelle’s kidnapping—including a gambling charge and a murder—Wyatt and Val must work together to seek answers. And the closer they get to each other, the more Val wants them to stay that way.<br />
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Elizabeth Noble started telling stories before she actually knew how to write, and her family was very happy when she learned to put words on a page. Those words turned into fan fiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M romance fiction. Being able to share her works with Dreamspinner is really a dream come true. She has a real love for all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural and a bit of an unnatural interest in a super-volcano in Wyoming.<br />
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lesbian kids are kicked out, harassed, and told they have to change. The sad
statistic reveals that 30 to 40% of LGBT youth have attempted suicide. The
number of gay youth who commit suicide isn't gathered because that numbers
would be too hard to collect since orientation isn't taken down at the time of
death. The problem is very real, and for youth who are dealing with being
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adults come out helps today's youth to see that there is a good life awaiting
them. Of course coming out is a very personal experience and no one should ever
be forced to out him or herself. Having role models is great and I say a big
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Andrew since he has nine siblings and his parents don't have that much time to
focus on him. When Andrew meets Jack, he is lost and alone, adrift in a sea of
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addiction she has a coffee addiction. Some nights, the only reason she stops
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<br />Linda Moore is a teacher who cannot find what she is looking for, true love. When someone finally shows up who is all the things she wants in a man, gorgeous, kind-hearted, and totally into her, she hates her bad luck. Zac Jones is perfect, except for one little thing. He is her 19-year-old student. The story will tug at your heartstrings, and the sex will get you worked up!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />Review: This is a short story about a teacher and her student. I felt like this story was kind of rushed. You have your stressed out teacher who gets a new student in her class and within 24 hours they are making out by his house. I think the story had potential but a lot of the pieces didn't add up. It was sweet that they found someone to connect to but the story just felt like it should have maybe been spaced out a little more. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
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bunnies on a daily basis. I’ve had friends who have passed them onto me, and
then anxiously wait for me to write the story. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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(both familiar and strangers), to something someone said, to a twist on
something I read. They come from every medium I’m exposed to, they come from
brainstorming with others. They come from everywhere.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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warren is full to bursting. And if I counted up in months how long it would
take me to write each and every one, I will be writing well into over a decade.
Right now? I have forty-three manuscripts I am working on, and ninety-eight
outlines, PLUS a good forty partial outlines, PLUS eight series that have a
minimum of four books each (and one that has almost 20 alone), PLUS the
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I have no defense against the plot bunny attacks. I lose the battle every time.
But that’s okay. The more ideas that come my way, either by plot bunny, muse or
characters yelling at me, the more I have to put down on paper and share with
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Jeremy, a first grade teacher and softball coach, is deeply closeted and sees no way out of the darkness. Graham is out and proud and doesn’t understand Jeremy’s fear at revealing his sexuality. After four years of trying to balance the differences, Graham leaves. <br />
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Jeremy is heartbroken, knowing that the love they feel is the real thing. He knows he’s the one who needs to change, but old habits are hard to break. He'll need support from friends and family to make things right with Graham, but most of all he'll need to find strength within himself to be honest about who he really is.<br />
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<i>Kelnaht, a cloud elf, is a truth seeker caught between love and faith. Worse, a murder committed ten days before Solstice reveals an illicit affair between two tree elves he desires more than he can admit: Kelnaht's former lover Ianys, who once betrayed him, and the shunned forester named Taruif, who is not allowed to talk to anyone but The Guide, their spiritual pathfinder. When Taruif turns out to be the only witness for the crime, Kelnaht has to keep Ianys from sacrificing himself and losing his daughter, while at the same time realising he'd gladly sacrifice himself to end Taruif's loneliness.</i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, I really liked this one. It captured me right away. There are a lot of paranormal books out there of all different kinds and it's becoming increasingly rarer to find something that stands out in that area. This definitely stood out for me. Kelnaht is like a bad ass flying elf detective. We get to follow him as he hunts down a murderer and as he gets tangled in his emotions for not one but two other elves. One of which is the forester, who no ones allowed to speak to cause he's shunned, and second his ex, who betrayed him for a chick back in the day. It's very conflicting for him and emotional. I loved it. I read this in one sitting and was so glad I had the second book ready to dive into! Stay tuned for my review of the second book : )</div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Welcome to Sutton Station: One of the world’s largest working farms in the middle of Australia – where if the animals and heat don’t kill you first, your heart just might. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Just on sundown, I got off the motorbike, kicked the stand down so the bike stood upright without me and closed the gate. I’d been out all day in the South paddocks doing a final check of fences and water trough pumps before we bought the cattle down from the North. I’d seen the ute back at the homestead as I came in so I knew George was home. <br />George was my leading hand. He was in his fifties, with greying hair and sun-hardened skin. He’d worked here for as long I could remember, but he was more than a loyal employee. He was my friend, and in a lot of ways, more of a dad to me than my own old man ever was.<br />He’d been out all day, left before sun-up and headed into Alice Springs. We were a good three hours from the nearest town, and with a list as long as his arm from the Station cook, Ma—who also happened to be his wife—he needed a few hours in town before heading out to the airport to pick up the real reason for his trip: an American agronomy student by the name of Travis Craig.<br />When my father ran this farm, or station as we called it, every year we’d have people from another country come and spend a couple of weeks as part of some Diversification exchange program. My old man always said it was a good way to source out what other countries were teaching, but really I think he just liked the extra pair of hands at the finish of the dry season. And when we’d had a phone call back in July to ask if we’d be interested in hosting another student, and given it’d been a few years, I thought it seemed like a good idea. Now I couldn’t help but wonder if this Travis Craig would be a help or a liability.<br /><br />I rode the bike into the yard and pulled up in the shed. I figured they’d know I’d arrived, having heard the bike, so I headed straight for the house. Like most homesteads built almost a hundred years ago, it was a weatherboard home, with an old iron roof and a veranda around four sides to try and keep it cool. <br />I kicked the red dust from my boots on the veranda steps and tried to brush the same from my jeans, took off my hat before I opened the door and walked inside. There was a suitcase and a duffel bag near the front door and voices at the back of the house.<br />“In the kitchen,” George called out.<br />I followed the sound of chatter and the smell of something good to find a meeting of sorts in the old country-style kitchen. The worn, solid wooden table that graced the middle of the room was covered with plates of scones and trays of cups and tea, and three people were in chairs around it—my right-hand man, George, his wife the cook, Ma, and a stranger with short light-brown hair and pale blue eyes.<br />George was the first to his feet, and the man beside him soon followed. “Here’s the boss, Charles Sutton,” George said, introducing me formally. “Charlie, this is Travis Craig.”<br />Travis looked about twenty-two years old, not much younger than me. Whereas I was a stockier build, with dull brown hair and boring brown eyes, he was taller than me by a few inches and muscular and lean. He held out his hand and smiled. “Mr Sutton. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” His accent was strange to hear at first, but his smile was warm and wide. <br />I wiped my hand on my shirt and held it out for him to shake. “Travis,” I said with a nod. “Please, call me Charlie.”</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.799999237060547px;"><br /></span>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Who am I?<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d;">Good question…<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d;">I am many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d;">I have pretty, pretty boys who live in my head, who don't let me sleep at
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<span style="color: #38761d;">I used to think having people in my head talking to me was weird, until one
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<span style="color: purple;">While this book started out a bit slow, it picked up and delivered a quality read. The the struggles are trying on the heart of the main character, Charlie, as he grapples with his being gay in a environment that sees who he has in his bed a weakness and the undeniable attraction to Travis. There are moments that you really see the power for love and kindness between the characters in times when things are going down even in the supporting characters, especially in times when lives are on the line and they all pull together as a family. Overall, great read, well written and definitely worth a read. </span></div>
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book, a movie, or other kind of media, from life’s events, a name, etc. But sometimes
the inspiration hits like a damn sledgehammer from out of the blue.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">It doesn’t take much, a simple drive to the grocery store or
a work shift, when it hits you. That guy over there... he’d make a great
character in my next book! Or there’s an accident over there, hey, that’s a
good idea, two men come together after a car accident. Or even something as
simple as a conversation can bring story ideas galore. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Sure, I’ve seen plenty of cute guys when I’m out running
errands that I’ve based some characters on. I’ve used my experiences working
different jobs for different story scenarios. And I’ve even had story ideas pop
up from things my boyfriend likes, such as television shows and video games. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">But the strangest instance I’ve ever gotten inspiration was
for this story. It was a conversation with my mother about a guy she knows, who
happens to be a truck driver, and he carries a loaded weapon on his rig in
order to shoo the lot lizards away. That, right there, triggered story mode
right away. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">After she left, I went right to work on researching and writing.
If I remember right, I told her about it, too. Can you imagine that
conversation? “Hey mom, you know that convo we had about <i>what’s his name</i>? Yeah, I’m writing a story about a truck driver.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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ever tell me anything again. I’m just waiting for the day when she says,
“You’re going to use this for a story idea, aren’t you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">A woman stood, scantily dressed in a dark
low-cut top and bright pink, short ruffled skirt. High heels raised her a few
more inches, but not nearly enough to reach the full height of the rig’s
window. Her plump, red lips moved. “Hey.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">Gunner groaned loud. He reached above the seat
to a compartment, fiddled with the tie, and pulled out his defense.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">“Ya’ll lookin’ for commercial company t’night?”
The woman batted her eyelashes and licked her lips. Her accent was definitely
Southern.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">He rolled down the window a crack. “No, thank
you,” Gunner replied, holding the pistol to his side out of sight.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">“Oh, come on, baby,” she said. “I’m cheap.
Twenty dollas’ a blow.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;">Of course you’re cheap. </span></i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;">Damn,
but these lot lizards never took “no” for an answer.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">“You speak English, right? I said ‘no’.” He
flashed the gun a moment.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun;"><span style="color: #741b47;">The woman stepped back, waving her hands in the
air. “Ugh, no need for that.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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shut.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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occurrence for this place, as well as drug peddlers and gang activity. Those
women would come around every time he’d park there, and every time he’d flash
the gun, the skanks would leave.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Have you ever had inspiration hit in the strangest ways?
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Enter my giveaway for a chance to win a free copy of “For
the Long Haul.” Comment below, and remember to leave your email address.
Winners will be drawn February 22<sup>nd</sup> on Azalea Moone’s blog – that’s
release day, by the way! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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J Steelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07314294848499863151noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334046632116623367.post-29182780597836989402014-02-17T00:00:00.000-07:002014-02-17T00:00:07.871-07:00Cute, Cuddly and Clockwork Tangerine!The Bookwhores are happy to have Rhys Ford sneaking by our blog today to share some cute, some cuddly, and her new release Clockwork Tangerine!<br />
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<br />The British Empire reigns supreme, and its young Queen Victoria has expanded her realm to St. Francisco, a bustling city of English lords and Chinese ghettos. St. Francisco is a jewel in the Empire’s crown and as deeply embroiled in the conflict between the Arcane and Science as its sister city, London—a very dark and dangerous battle. <br /><br />Marcus Stenhill, Viscount of Westwood, stumbles upon that darkness when he encounters a pack of young bloods beating a man senseless. Westwood’s duty and honor demand he save the man, but he’s taken aback to discover the man is Robin Harris, a handsome young inventor indirectly responsible for the death of Marcus’s father. <br /><br />Living in the shadows following a failed coup, Robin devotes his life to easing others’ pain, even though his creations are considered mechanical abominations of magicks and science. Branded a deviant and a murderer, Robin expects the viscount to run as far as he can—and is amazed when Marcus reaches for him instead.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #741b47;">We have Lee Brazil visiting today to celebrate his cover reveal!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Good morning Book
Whores United! *blows kisses for Jenny and Missy* Y'all know I'm blushing with
that site name. My mama would have my hide if she could hear me saying it. *Looks
around* I haven’t been here before. What an awesome site you've put
together. Thanks for allowing me to visit.
I've got a gorgeous new cover to share and an advance copy to give away. *sips
coffee* For those in the audience who don't know me, I'm Lee Brazil, author of
m/m romance, and proud member of the Pulp Friction organization. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">That's what brings me
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">What's Pulp Friction?
Well you might ask! It is about the most complicated undertaking I've attempted
recently. 4 Authors, 4 series, 20 books, one fiery finale. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">See, Laura Harner,
Havan Fellows, Tom Webb and I create an interlocking web of mm romance serial
fiction that culminates in a single story. Last year we took on Atlanta, and
this year we're moving into Flagstaff. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I created, who kind of got nudged out of what was supposed to be his primary
role last year. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Cannon Malloy,
neurosurgeon, was supposed to be Chance DuMont's partner. Things just didn't
work out that way. He was, as they say, too late to get the worm. *blinks* Er…early
bird gets the worm, right? So being late, by about five years, means Cannon
gets no worm. Not that I'm saying Chance was a worm, though I hear some people
*coughs* called him a variety of names during his interactions with Rory
Gaines, who turned out to be the genuine love of his life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Rory to steal Cannon's love, I figured I had to give him a second chance
*hehe. See what I did there?* <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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moves to Flagstaff to get away from a memory of a love he really can't have
(among other things)…and that's when the snow starts falling. Which makes this
gorgeous cover absolutely perfect.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">In From the Cold: Cold Snap<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">at eBook vendors on January 31,
2014</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Pulp Friction 2014<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Laura
Harner ~ Lee Brazil ~ Havan Fellows ~ T.A. Webb<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The
Pulp Friction 2014 Collection. Four authors. Four Series. Twenty books. One
fiery finale. Spend a year with an eclectic group of strangers brought together
through circumstances, as they are tested by life, and emerge as more than
friends. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The
strongest bonds are forged by fire, cooled in air, smoothed by water, grounded
in earth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Although
each series can stand alone, we believe reading the books in the order they are
released will increase your enjoyment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Now, I did promise to
give away an advance copy- which will be available on January 30<sup>th</sup>.
Leave me a comment here telling me how you feel about serials – written or on
television- and you'll be entered to win. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">3
copies will be given away- all comments on each blog will count as an entry.
So, feel free to visit each stop and leave a comment! <span style="color: red;">(Note
– each blogs asks a different question, so read carefully!)<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">THE FINE PRINT: Please
read: All prizes are ebooks, in pdf format. Prizes must be claimed by February
7<sup>th</sup>. In order to win, you must provide an email address. If you do
not provide an email, then you are ineligible. Although you may enter up to 7
times, you may win only one copy. Winner will be announced at </span><a href="http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">
. Tour Hosts MAY choose to post winners but will not be obligated to do so. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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