Tuesday, October 16, 2012
The publishing industry as a whole, is really not that big. When you look at e-publishing, it's even smaller. Or maybe not truly smaller, but tighter knit. I don't know if authors from the traditional New York houses get that same feeling or not. Writing is a very solitary occupation, and it can be hard to connect with people. Writing e-books, means there can be less opportunities for booksignings, after all the bookstores can't order them and stack them in a pretty display, but the flip side of that is that as we talk to each other. On Facebook. On Twitter. And on E-mail loops. Short conversations or word count accountability messages become conversations that become friendships. Then we get to go conferences and meet those people and friendships deepen.
I'm heading for GayRomLit in Albuquerque, NM to spend a week with old friends and new ones and to remember those that we lost this year. In the days leading up to GRL there are more and more emails that say things like "I'm useless at work, is time to go yet?". It is an event that readers and authors alike look forward too. Earlier this year I received a heart-wrenching email from one of my publishers titled "A Death in the Family", informing me of the unexpected death of William Neale, a friend and fellow author. Writers and readers alike, we've become a close knit community. We mourn the loss of friends and family, cheer for successes and good news, send thoughts and prayers and words of encouragement to those in need. And when we're lucky enough to meet them in person and again, it's like coming home. Those emails have led to friendships, to families of friends.
To Old Friends and New....I can't wait to see everyone in Albuquerque!
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
For a copy of my book, Uniform Desires, drawn from the comments on Sara York's blog -
For a copy of Devon Rhodes book, A Ring and A Promise -
And the winner of the $25 Amazon gift certificate -
Lyra - email@example.com
Congratulations to all the winners!! And watch your inboxes to hear from the author.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Thanks so much for having me on, Simone! This is the final stop on this week’s Drop and Give Me… Holding out for a Hero blog tour, so make sure you’ve entered on each blog for all five chances to win a $25 Amazon Gift Certificate! Not a hardship since we’ve all shared our favorite smex scenes from our books. ;)
Monday: Devon Rhodes hosted Sue Holston
Tuesday: Sue Holston hosted Em Woods
Wednesday: Em Woods hosted Sara York
Thursday: Sara York hosted Simone Anderson
I love military guys—and having grown up around them, I was bound to end up having a strong opinion one way or the other! J So when I heard about the anthology, I knew that my men in uniform were going to start out at the iconic Naval Academy graduation. And the rest of the story went from there!
I’d love to share a copy of my new release with someone here! My story from the His Hero anthology, A Ring and a Promise, released as a standalone this week! Here is the blurb and a NSFW excerpt:
Careers in military service are never easy on relationships—even less so when both lovers are in different branches…and both are men.
Naval Academy graduation now under their belts, Cary Barrientos knows the reality of the upcoming separation from his roommate of the past four years. Owen is more to him than just his best friend—he is the one person Cary can see spending his life with.
Owen Marsh knew that when he became Cary’s lover, the day would come when he would have to walk away. Now that day has come, and he’s having a hard time convincing himself that it’s just sex between them. Even with DADT repealed, there is no way a Marine and a Navy flier can be together. He’s just being realistic not expecting more.
When Cary switches their Academy rings, hoping Owen won’t notice, he makes a vow—he will do whatever he has to do, including believing enough for the both of them, to make their unlikely relationship stand the test of time. But when his Marine is called up for duty overseas, can a piece of jewellery and a promise be enough to get them through?
He slid his hands along the sleeves of Cary’s uniform jacket down to his the cuffs then grasped his hands while he continued the heartfelt kiss. God, he loved the way Cary looked in his dress uniform. He wore it well, as though he’d been born to wear it. It was bordering on a fetish for him, and had made it damned uncomfortable this past week when they’d worn their dress uniforms for so many Commissioning Week occasions. But right now their privacy was guaranteed, and Owen wanted to indulge in a bit of fun while Cary was still so sexily attired.
It was too bad that Cary was without his hat. They’d both had fun adhering to tradition before the ceremony and had tucked an envelope with some money and a letter of advice inside both of their caps for some lucky kid to claim. Maybe they’d hear from them someday.
Cary gave him an enquiring look before tossing the bag to the ground in the direction of the dresser. When he turned back, he grinned and lowered his gaze to the front of Owen’s khakis. Cary pursed his lips briefly before giving his lower lip a quick swipe of his tongue.
Hat or not, Cary was absolutely the sexiest man he’d ever seen.
Maybe he’d fuck Cary with his new officer’s cap on someday.
Groaning, both at the mental image and the sure knowledge that that day would be far in the future—if at all—he took Cary by the biceps and firmly placed him against the wall with one last hard kiss, then knelt before him.
“Mmm…” He slid the belt latch and undid the buckle, pulling the end out of the clasp. Then he unhooked and unzipped the fly. He bracketed Cary’s hips with his hands and glanced up. Cary’s blue eyes were wide and a bit wild. Holding his gaze, Owen leant forward and mouthed his hard cock, faithfully outlined by the white cotton. Cary’s lids slid closed and Owen took that as the invitation it was.
Without lowering the trousers past Cary’s hips, he pulled the tighty whities down just enough to expose Cary’s erection. After a moment’s thought, he did a bit of manoeuvring and was able to lift Cary’s balls up over the wide elastic band before letting it gently retract against his skin once again.
He stood and backed far enough away to get a good look. From the waist up, his lover was still attired according to regulation—minus the cap. Pretty much regulation, anyway, considering he was wearing his now-defunct midshipman’s uniform instead of one for the officer he now was. Still…he was all nicely turned out on the top half.
But below the belt…
Owen caught his breath at the vision of decadence that was his handiwork. Cary’s hard and reddened cock and his balls sac were protruding lewdly from above his underwear. With his pants still mostly on, still wearing his polished white shoes, he looked debauched, as though he’d been caught unawares hard at work and enticed into forbidden play.
He met Cary’s eyes once more and could see the effort it was taking Cary to hold himself there, exposed to view without the reassurance of touch. Owen suddenly had no wont to prolong the foreplay any longer.
He hit his knees then took Cary’s cock deep.
A strangled cry was his reward, enticing him to use his tongue to wet the hard length then slide down. He repeated the action, gliding with firm pressure downwards and adding suction on the way back up to the head, gradually taking Cary most of the way down to the base.
With Cary’s balls hiked up as they were, Owen could feel the hot skin of his lover’s sac on his bottom lip at the furthest point. On the next pass downwards, he opened his mouth a bit and was able to stroke his tongue across the taut skin, feeling the closest orb shift with the pressure.
“Ah! Oh fuck, Owen.”
Tasting a bit of saltiness on the way up, Owen grinned around his mouthful and looked up from under his lashes. Cary was behaving himself and letting Owen take the lead. Time for a change of scenery, though. He pulled off with a smack of his lips.
“Please tell me you brought supplies.”
“In our kits,” Cary panted.
Owen rose to his feet and pulled Cary in for a slow, involved kiss that sent an emotional wave of warmth through him. In the room they shared at the Academy, Owen rarely felt comfortable enough to take his time with simple affectionate caresses. Mostly, their physical contact had been hurried and silent, the sole purpose being coming to completion without being caught.
“Why don’t you grab the stuff and get out of that uniform?” He gave in to impulse and cupped Cary’s cheek, pulling him back in for another kiss as Cary began to move away to follow his suggestion. He didn’t want to be apart from him for a moment…
The realisation hit him like a ton of bricks, and he abruptly dropped his hand and span around to hide what had to be a shell-shocked expression. Maybe it was the emotional culmination of their schooling at the ceremony today. Maybe it was the knowledge that their separation was looming. But when he looked at Cary, when he touched him, he was finding it hard—no, impossible—to keep from turning what should be companionable sex into lovemaking.
And speaking of love, I’d love to give away a copy to one of you! Just leave a comment, making sure to leave your email address, and not only will you be entered to win our Amazon Gift Certificate, but you will also be entered for a copy of A Ring and a Promise. J Good luck!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
On today's CBT - CBBT - Cock and Bull Blog Tour - stop Kit Sands is dropping by to visit. Kit's debut novel is Wings of Fire in the His Hero Anthology from Total-E-Bound on January 16th. The men from Wings of Fire stopped by to answer a few basic questions about themselves.
First - the boy's
(apparently her boys listen, would be nice if mine did)
Second - the book -
Angelico is Jamie’s idea of a perfect man, but can he avoid the hateful actions of a deranged bigot long enough to have his dreams come true?
Jamieson Peele moves to Austin, Texas, on the heels of a failed long-term relationship. Starting over isn’t easy—even less so once Jamie becomes the target of a hate crime. When he finally finds the man of his dreams, Jamie is willing to risk it all for a chance at love with the big Italian.
Fire fighter Salvatore Angelico’s life will never be the same after he pulls Jamie from the burning wreckage of a car accident. Angelico must decide to tear down his defences and have faith in love again.Together, they must face old demons and new dangers if they hope to fly on wings of fire.
Third - the excerpt
Angelico was leaning against the bar chatting to his friend, Brent Mackenzie, the owner and barkeep of Mac’s, when Jamie walked in. Watching him look around, Angelico noticed the moment Jamie spotted him. A smile spread slowly over his face and those blue eyes fairly sparkled in the low lighting as he walked towards Angelico. Taking in Jamie’s appearance—another pair of sexy, tight jeans and a fitted T-shirt—he resisted the urge to adjust himself.
“Damn. Who is that piece of sex on a stick?” Mac was staring at Jamie.
Angelico was annoyed at the spark of jealousy that flared up. Without thinking he swung around to face Mac and growled at him. “Back off, he’s mine.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he realised how ridiculous he sounded. He’d just finished describing their meeting and telling Mac that he’d barely spoken to Jamie before, and here he was beating his chest and marking his territory.
“Oh, really? Does he know that?” Mac nodded towards Jamie then chuckled at Angelico’s pained expression.
Jamie reached the side of the bar just then and looked from Angelico to Mac. Shrugging, he said, “Probably—I know a lot of things. What are we talking about?”
Mac slapped the top of the counter and laughed raucously. “I like you! Mac’s the name, welcome to my place. Whatcha drinking?”
Jamie grinned broadly and nodded towards Angelico. “I’m Jamie and I’ll have whatever he’s drinking.” After sitting down on a bar stool, Jamie looked at Angelico. “So, Mac, do I know what?”
“Not something you’d know, Jamie. We were just talking about personal property.” Angelico spoke up before Mac could reply. “We’ll have two (512) Pecan Porters.”
Grabbing the glasses of dark beer, Angelico beckoned Jamie to follow him. Walking to the back corner of the bar, he slid into the last booth. Jamie sat on the other bench and reached for his drink.
“I don’t usually go for something so full bodied, but I’m willing to try anything once. Salute!” Jamie smirked as Angelico’s eyes widened at his double entendre. “Mmm. This is very nice.” Jamie took another long swallow before setting the glass back down on the table. “Good choice. Is it a favourite of yours?”
Angelico just stared at him a moment before taking a sip of his own drink. “Yeah. It’s from a local microbrewery in Austin. I like most of their stuff, but this one is my usual.”
After a few tense minutes of staring at each other, sipping from beer glasses and the occasional fidget, Angelico had had all he could stand. “Why did you ask me out?”
Jamie blinked, momentarily taken aback by his forthrightness. Licking his lips once, then again, he started to answer but noticed Angelico staring at his mouth. Suddenly feeling mischievous, Jamie slowly pulled his lower lip in, bit it hard so that it would flush, then licked his lips once more. Noticing the pulse beating at the base of Angelico’s neck, he knew the effect he was having on him.
“I wanted to thank you.”
Remember - for every comment you leave, you get another chance to win prizes totaling $300 from Amazon.com. Tomorrow, Kit features Em Woods on her blog.
1st Prize - $150 gift card from Amazon.com
2nd Prize - $100 gift card from Amazon.com
3rd Prize $50 gift card from Amazon.com
Monday, January 2, 2012
In celebration of my upcoming release Uniform Desires - part of the His Hero Anthology, I'm participating in a two week blog hop. The Cock and Bull Blog starts today over at TA Chase's Blog! There will be all sorts of prizes given away including Amazon gift cards!
Grand prize: $150 Amazon Gift Card
2nd prize: $100 Amazon Gift Card
3rd prize: $50 Amazon Gift Card
There will be a chat here on January 4th from Noon to 5pm