In the Spotlight: Truth, Pride, Victory, Love by David Connor and E.F. Mulder

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Truth, Pride, Victory, Love by David Connor, E.F. Mulder
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Hi all! We are happy to be here to answer some questions about writing, in conjunction with the release of our new novel, Truth, Pride, Victory, Love, a story about three boys who discover a love of swimming as they discover themselves and feelings for one another. 

  • Where do you normally draw your inspiration for a book from?  A memory, a myth, a place or journey, or something far more personal? 

E. F.: It depends. Sometimes we like answering a call, like in the recent Dreamspinner Advent “Bah Humbug” where the theme is presented and we work up a story that fits. That can be a lot of fun. “Why would someone not like Christmas? Hmm….” Other times, David will say, “I had this weird dream last night,” and one of us will say, “You know….” When it came to “Truth, Pride, Victory, Love,” well, The Olympics are always a great event to build a story around. It was sort of like we had our theme. What came next was “What sport?” “What’s are the issues that cause the drama?” “What draws Reed toward a certain guy?” “What comes between them?”

  • Are you a planner or a pantzer when writing a story? And why?

F. F.: Okay, so once we have the idea as mentioned above, I try to plan the beginning, the middle, and the end. David is definitely a pantzer. I kind of envy him. He is one of those people for whom the story just seems to write itself. Mostly, when we write together, it’s more bouncing ideas than bouncing the actual file back and forth. “Guess what just happened,” he’ll say. “That’s good,” I’ll respond, “but what happens next?” “I have no idea.” Then the story writes itself and sometimes something we actually planned doesn’t seem to fit naturally anymore. We originally had Reed and Mathias first meet in a different way, but the David sat down and wrote that amazing opening scene and I was hooked.

David: That was fun. Hopefully, within an instant, people get who Reed is. Also, when you get to work with a great editor, they will say, “How does so and so react?” and then you can go off and add another couple of pages of stuff you never even thought about. I LOVE that. The best editors really spark creativity! The relationship between editor and writer is very important.

  • Contemporary, supernatural, fantasy, or science fiction narratives or something else?  Does any genre draw you more than another when writing it or reading it and why does it do so?

E. F.: We stick mostly with contemporary. We go historical once in a while and we like to play with paranormal stuff.

David: I always like to get into a character’s head, no matter the subgenre, to find out why he shuns love, falls for a guy at the drop of a hat, hates Christmas, or wants to constantly compete and always win, like Reed.

E. F.: David says he always wanted to be an FBI profiler. He’s really good, I think, at knowing why people act/say/and do things, especially when they act contrary to how they say they are.

  • If you had a character you’ve written you would write differently now at this time in your writing career, who would it be and why?

David: How about a whole book? “Double Flip”! Haha

E. F.: We’re on a roll lately where we are revisiting characters to find out what “happily ever after” really means. It surely isn’t wine and roses every day. We’ve recently been editing a book with Tom Alan, Milo, and Erika in it and just “finished” the first draft of a new story for Eli and TJ from “Orange You Glad I Said Kiss”.

  • Can an author have favorites among their characters and do you have them?

E. F.: Hmm. We both seem to fall in love with all of them. Secondary characters can be such a hoot! It’s like with children or fur babies. You try not to have a favorite cat, but the one who sits on your lap a lot feels like it quite often. However, sometimes the one who never comes near you gives squinty eyes from across the room and you say, “She likes me. She really likes me.” Then she’s your favorite for a while.

David: There’s an analogy for you,

E. F.: What’s hard is—and maybe this should go unsaid—when someone doesn’t like a character we love so much, it feels like we’ve failed him or her. If the reader isn’t cheering for our main guys, or doesn’t get why they fell in love, or doesn’t like one of them, we didn’t do the story justice. It’s like introducing your new boyfriend to your best friend and your best friend is like, “No.” So, yeah, they’re all like people we know and love.

  • How early in your life did you begin writing?

E. F.: I think we both starting writing as soon as we knew how to write. I found an old report card a while back where my first grade teacher said I was very creative.

David: My middle school English teacher told me I should write for soap operas. Romance novels and soaps are very similar.

E. F.: We hope everyone enjoys “Truth, Pride, Victory, Love”. Like a soap opera—like life—there is humor, heartbreak, romance, adventure, family drama, a few surprises, and a lot of sexiness.

David: And water. Lots of water.

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Blurb

Beneath the surface, they share more than dreams of Olympic gold.

Since elementary school, the question of Reed Watson’s race has needled him. But the one thing he’s always known is that he is destined to become an Olympic star—he felt it the moment he first hit the water. Chosen by a former Olympic swimmer to train for the 2016 Olympics, Reed determinedly works toward his dream.

Along the way, Reed develops feelings for two men he’s known since childhood: Cal, his next-door neighbor, and Mathias, his rival since the fourth grade. Cal’s struggle with his sexual identity and a tragedy complicate Reed’s feelings, while Mathias’s wealth quickly makes it obvious they are from vastly different worlds. 

As Rio approaches, Mathias becomes a gay sports icon, while Reed is told to hide his sexuality for a lucrative endorsement deal that will offer his family a financial boost and help him with mounting debt. Reed’s unresolved desires for both men remain and so too do all the things that have kept them apart. Has he grown enough to navigate rougher waters, to find truth, pride, victory, and love?

Raine O’Tierney on Writing and her release, The 12 Days of Hipster (The Avona Tales #2) (author interview, excerpt and giveaway)

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Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words is happy to have Raine O’Tierney here today answering questions about writing and her latest release in the Avona Tales series, The 12 Days of Hipster.  Welcome, Raine.

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-Our Raine O’Tierney Interview-

Where do you normally draw your inspiration for a book from?  A memory, a myth, a place or journey, or something far more personal?

A lot of times, I choose my plot to soothe some internal hurt. Either a regret of mine, or a story I heard in real life that didn’t quite have that HEA. I like to turn to the world of writing to “make it right.” Writing has healed a lot of wounds.

Are you a planner or a pantzer when writing a story? And  why?

Such a pantzer. I write organically and only at the very, very end do I think, “All right, let’s wrap this up — how?” Then I might do a mini plot.

Contemporary, supernatural, fantasy, or science fiction narratives or something else?  Does any genre draw you more than another when writing it or reading it and why does it do so?

I’m a genre-jumper! Characters are my passion, so whatever genre fits those characters, that’s where you’ll find me.

If you had a character you’ve written you would write differently now at this time in your writing career, who would it be and why?

Shane Devereaux from Sweet Giordan— It’s not that I would write him differently, but I would show more of him and his hurts. I don’t think I conveyed him as well as I could have.

Can a author have favorites among their characters and do you have them?

Absolutely! My very favorite character is Isa Zaman from I’ll Always Miss You.

If you were writing your life as a romance novel, what would the title be?

Crazy Gal Gets Married Straight Out of High School… Because… I married my high school sweetheart a week after graduation! 😉

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The 12 Days of Hipster

(Sequel to Bowl Full of Cherries)

Last Christmas, Tyler Lang accidentally accepted David Griffith’s invitation for dinner. Yes, it was an accident. See, hipster (don’t call him that!) Tyler doesn’t date guys, and even if he did, he certainly doesn’t date jocks. A rude and hasty exit right when the date was getting good left things awkward between them.

David Griffith isn’t really a jock. Well, he’s a former athlete who loves sports, but “jock” has a certain connotation that doesn’t quite fit the intelligent, hardworking store owner. A jock wouldn’t have given Tyler Lang the time of day. But even after that little, ahem, stunt with the fire escape, David can’t stop thinking about the hipster a year later. Which would be fine if fate didn’t keep butting her nose into their business, making it impossible for the jock and the hipster to avoid each other this Christmas.

A hilarious holiday romp, set to the music of the Winter Sounds.

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Okay, fine. If he couldn’t get out of this with direct and sound logic, he would try the irrational. The completely, totally—did he say completely?—irrational. Tyler tightened his grip on David’s hand, leaned forward, and kissed him. But before a full second had passed, David burst out laughing against Tyler’s lips.

Tyler yanked back, heat suffusing his face.

“What?”

“That was the sourest prekiss expression I’ve ever seen.”

“That’s it, I’m leaving.”

“Tyler, you don’t have to go.”

“No sparks. Only laughter. Must leave.”

“No sparks because you looked like you were in physical pain and made me laugh. Why don’t you be a little more romantic about it?”

“Because I….” Don’t know what in the hell I’m doing. It was probably the first time in his life he really could say that. He’d learned things before. There had been a time when he hadn’t known how to knit, when he hadn’t known how to make gourmet chocolates, when he hadn’t known how to use a soldering iron—but those were just learning opportunities. But with this? He felt like he was standing out naked on the corner with only mistletoe to cover his bits.

“More like this.”

The second kiss was what Tyler would have called sweet if the word had been in his vocabulary. David’s lips were warm, soft, giving, and for a moment the kiss lingered on that edge of innocent, like a snowflake dancing through the sky. Then the world tipped and Tyler’s hands were in David’s hair and David was drawing him closer and, motherfuckinggod, they were kissing. Hard, searching lips, taking and giving, and it took him way too long to realize what he was doing. In fact, he might not have ever realized it if they hadn’t needed to breathe like humans do. It took a long moment for rational thought to come back to Tyler.

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Called “Queen of the Sweetness” (well, two or three people said it anyway!) Raine O’Tierney loves writing sweet stories about first loves, first times, fidelity, forever-endings and…friskiness?

Raine in Kansas City with her husband, fellow Dreamspinner Press author, Siôn O’Tierney. When she’s not writing, she’s either asleep, or fighting the good fight for intellectual freedom at her library day job. Raine believes the best thing we can do in life is be kind to one another, and she enjoys encouraging fellow writers!

Raine changes sub-genres to suit her mood and believes all good stories end sweetly. Contact her if you’re interested in talking about point-and-click adventure games or about which dachshunds are the best kinds of dachshunds!

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Website: http://raineotierney.com
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Twitter: @raineotierney
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7770350.Raine_O_Tierney

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In Our Holiday Spotlight: Falling Snow on Snow by Lou Sylvre (exclusive excerpt/guest blog and giveaway)

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Falling Snow on Snow by Lou Sylvre
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Release Date: December 23, 2016

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About Falling Snow on Snow

Beck Justice knows holiday sparkle and snappy carols only mask December’s cruel, black heart. He learned that lesson even before he landed on the streets eight years ago, and his recent step up to a tiny apartment and a busker’s permit for Seattle’s Pike Place Market has done nothing to change his mind. But one day in the market, Oleg Abramov joins his ethereal voice to Beck’s guitar, and Beck glimpses light in his bleak, dark winter.

Oleg, lucky to have a large and loving family, believes Beck could be the man to fill the void that nevertheless remains in his life. The two men step out on a path toward love, but it proves as slippery as Seattle’s icy streets. Just when they get close, a misunderstanding shatters their hopes. Light and harmony are still within reach, but only if they choose to believe, risk their hearts, and trust.

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Lonely.

Most of the time, Oleg didn’t like to think that’s what he was. He was a lucky guy; he knew that. He had a big, loving, accepting family, and all of them had more to be thankful for than many. They’d come from cold, hungry, Russia in the 1990s, and unlike most refugees they had what were called by the welfare people they’d had to depend on when they first arrived, “marketable skills.”

What the family had was music, and it had opened so many doors for them. Now they had made their name in early music circles, had regular bookings for concerts and special appearances as a group and individually, and they had a home. Warm, large, but not so much so that it ever felt too spacious. Never empty. Air rich with the smells of stroganoff, borscht, shashik, or honeycake. Ready laughter, flash-in-the-pan tempers, small favors asked or done. And behind it all, in the Abramov home, always the music: scales ad infinitum, students repeating sixteen measures over and over slow to fast and finally tumbling into the following passage. Sometimes, too, whole beautifully sculpted pieces, perilous to the listening—or performing—heart.

Home, for Oleg Andreyevich Abramov was a luck-laden word indeed. For in Russia, beloved though the country might be in some ways, the family had endured cold and hunger and hate—the former because of political and economic collapse, the latter mostly because Andrei, Oleg’s father, was Jewish. Oleg, youngest by nine years, had only faint memories of the old country. A grandmother sang “Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel.” A tiny room held only a bed, where a faded and frayed diamond quilt of velvet, silk, and wool warded Oleg and his brothers against winter. Snowdrifts loomed taller than a little boy. His mother’s hands gamboled over the keys of a scratched piano. His uncle spun him in circles, smelling of bow rosin and lavender.

But distant and dim as those memories might be, they remained very much a part of Oleg, because the Abramovs had brought the old country with them to Seattle. The mild climate had done nothing to dispel the sense that a family huddled tight together would weather any storm.

One might have expected such a family to resent a child—the youngest and all but a straggler—who was different. But when Oleg had told his mother he was gay, she’d accepted it.

“Yes, I believe I already knew,” she said, her gently accented speech conveying as always a love of life’s surprises. “Or at least I should have.” She laughed and hugged him and set the tone of acceptance for the family. It persisted even now, after her death. He remained their Olejka, a precious member of the family.

Yes, his life was full of home—meaning love and warmth and acceptance.

But that didn’t eliminate the longing. Maybe it changed the shape of the emptiness, made it even harder to fill. Because Oleg wanted more of what he already had.

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About the Author

Lou Sylvre lives and writes on the rainy side of Washington State, penning mostly suspense/romance novels because she can’t resist giving her characters hard times but good love. Her personal assistant is Boudreau, a large cat who never outgrew his kitten meow, and he makes a point of letting her know when she’s taken a plot tangent too far. Apparently an English major, he helps a lot, but Lou refuses to put his name on the byline. (Boudreau invites readers to give their feedback as well!) When Lou isn’t writing, she’s reading fiction from nearly every genre, romance in all its tints and shades, and the occasional book about history, physics, or police procedure. Not zombies, though—she avoids zombies like the plague unless they have a great sense of humor. She plays guitar (mostly where people can’t hear her) and she loves to sing. She’s most often smiling and laughs too much, some say. Among other things and in no particular order, she loves her family, her friends, the aforementioned Boudreau, his sister George, and their little brother Nibbles, a chihuahua named Joe, a dachshund named Chloe, and a slew of chihuahua/dachshund puppies. She takes pleasure in coffee, chocolate, sunshine, gardens, wild roses, and every beautiful thing in the world.

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In The Author Spotlight: Kris T. Bethke on “His Needs” (author interview, holiday story)

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His Needs by Kris T. Bethke
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Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words is happy to have Kris T. Bethke here today answering our author questions about writing, and their latest release, His Needs.  Welcome, Kris!

~Our Kris T. Bethke Interview~

 

  • Where do you normally draw your inspiration for a book from?  A memory, a myth, a place or journey, or something far more personal?

The truth, though clichéd as it is, is everywhere. Every little thing in my life can cause a plot bunny. A conversation, a song, a name, a trip. There’s no telling what will set of a spark and what will make it grow. But, there is always a little piece of me and what’s going on in my life at the moment in every book, whether intentional or unintentional. For His Needs, it was my sister being on painkillers after surgery, my love of the holidays, and knitting.

  • Are you a planner or a pantzer when writing a story? And  why?

I’m a combo writer. I start by pantzing, then get a rough outline for where I want the story to go and what I want to happen in general terms, and then I’m back to pantzing for the actual writing of the salient details.

  • Contemporary, supernatural, fantasy, or science fiction narratives or something else?  Does any genre draw you more than another when writing it or reading it and why does it do so?

I almost always write contemporary, because I find that’s where my muse directs me, though I’m branching out into paranormal next! As a reader though, I’m very eclectic, though comtep, supernatural, and sci fi seem to be my biggest draws.

  • If you had a character you’ve written you would write differently now at this time in your writing career, who would it be and why?

I think that would be Jack, from my first published short story Worth It. At his core he’d remain the same, but I would like to explore his motivation more. And I think I’d like to make him less “romantic ideal” and more real.

  • Can a author have favorites among their characters and do you have them?

Absolutely! Just as a reader has a favorite character, it’s easy for authors to as well. I have a particular fondness for Matt and Alex from my short story Hero Worship, which is why I keep revisiting them in my Friday flash fics. And honestly, I still love Travis and Noah, and I’m really glad I get to share them with the world now.

  • If you were to be stranded on a small demi-planet, island, or god forbid LaGuardia in a snow storm, what books would you take to read or authors on your comfort list?

Hard one! I’d need all things Santino Hassel for gritty, real, and hot, some Mary Calmes for fluffy, tropey goodness, and my favorite book The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton.

  • How early in your life did you begin writing?

I was telling myself stories at an early age, but I really started writing in fifth grade. I was ten, there was a creative writing section in our curriculum, and I found out I could actually be good at this writing thing if I worked at it.

  • Were you an early reader or were you read to and what childhood books had an impact on you as a child that you remember to this day and why?

I was read to before I was even out of the womb, and my mom made it a point to read to us a lot. My siblings and I are all big readers, and have been since a very young age. Dr. Seuss, of course, made a huge impression, especially On Beyond Zebra and McElligot’s Pool. And when I was a preteen and teenager, it was all about teen romances.

  • If you were writing your life as a romance novel, what would the title be?

Unrequited

Thanks for having me on the blog today!

Thank you, Kris, for coming.  We were delighted to have you here.

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About His Needs

When State Trooper Travis Kinslow is injured right before Thanksgiving, the only positive is that for once he won’t be working during the holidays. Since he has no family, Travis was absorbed into his best friend, Joe’s, and he considers them as good as his own. Everyone except Joe’s brother Noah. Travis has been in love with the younger man for much of his life, but he’s always kept his distance.

As an ER nurse, Noah is a caretaker by nature. When his brother’s best friend is hurt, he’s happy to help Travis while he heals. He’s only ever allowed himself to think of Travis as the next best thing to an older brother, but by the light of the Christmas tree, Noah finally sees Travis’s true feelings. And in that moment, everything changes.

When faced with opposition and a Christmas nothing like they imagined, will their hopes for the future be enough to carry them through?

About the Author

Kris T. Bethke has been a voracious reader for pretty much her entire life and has been writing stories for nearly as long.  An avid and prolific daydreamer, she always has a story in her head.  She spends most of her free time reading, writing, or knitting/crocheting her latest project.  Her biggest desire is to find a way to accomplish all three tasks at one time.  A classic muscle car will always turn her head, and naps on the weekend are one of her greatest guilty pleasures.  She lives in a converted attic with a way too fluffy cat and the voices in her head.  She’ll tell you she thinks that’s a pretty good deal. Kris believes that love is love, no matter the gender of people involved, and that all love deserves to be celebrated.

Find her on her site https://kristbethke.com or on Twitter twitter.com/kristbethke

Sean Michael on Holiday Traditions and his latest release ‘Add Love and Mix’ (guest blog)

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Add Love and Mix by Sean Michael
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Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words is happy to have Sean Michael here sharing his thoughts on holiday traditions and his latest release, Add Love and Mix.  Welcome, Sean and Happy Holidays.

Holiday Traditions by Sean Michael

Most people have traditions around this time of year, even if they don’t celebrate Christmas or another specific holiday. Jason and Scott spend every Christmas Day working because they don’t have kids and believe the folks that do ought to have the day off. Then they spend the day after Christmas with Scott’s family. At least, that’s their Christmas tradition until Kerry comes along. Holiday traditions are just one of the many things that change for them at that point.

I have some traditions that I’ve shared with my family since I was little, and some new ones that I’ve developed since moving out. We have always celebrated both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, honoring the Danish and Canadian sides of the family. We’ve always done a ‘family’ Christmas on a separate day if we’re traveling to visit relatives on Christmas itself.

Some of my new holiday traditions include visiting BA and Julia every November for Thanksgiving. I do a bunch of different cookies to give away every year and the number of people I give them away to has somehow grown a little every year. I put up my outside decorations on December 1 (or close to it if the weather is bad on the 1st). And I make lists and do my very best to make sure that I have all my shopping done well before Christmas Day. That last one is only three years old, but I’m liking it more every year.

I love hearing about other people’s traditions, so please share yours!

Sean

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Add Love And Mix

Firefighter Jason Weller and EMT Scott Bronson are living the perfect life. They work together in jobs they love, they live together, and in their downtime, they still can’t get enough of each other. It’s been six amazing years. Then on Christmas Eve, Jase’s former lover Elsa shows up with a six-year-old girl in tow. The strung-out junkie claims Kerry is Jase’s daughter and it’s his turn to care for her, and then she walks out.

Shocked at both the fact that Elsa is now a junkie, and that he has a daughter he never knew about, Jase nonetheless steps up to the plate as her father, and Scott offers his full support. Having an instant family comes with plenty of challenges, and the two men work to deal with sweeping changes in their lives and to make things right for Kerry.

It’s not going to be easy, and their new circumstances test them and their relationship like nothing ever has. They’ll need all the love they have for each other, and the love they discover for their daughter, to keep from breaking apart.

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About the Author

Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.

Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.

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Of Christmas, Cookies and ‘Love and Snowball Fights’ by J.R. Loveless (cookie recipe, excerpt, and guest post)

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Love and Snowball Fights by J.R. Loveless
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Of Christmas, Cookies and Love and Snowball Fights by J.R. Loveless

Does anyone else feel the anticipation in the air as Christmas creeps closer? Is your shopping done or do you still have those last minute gifts to get like I do? As I write this post, a few days before it is actually due to go up, I’ve just spent hours running around and I am exhausted yet there’s still more to be done! It doesn’t feel as though I will ever be finished! Christmas is only days away and I have cookies and goodie baskets to make too!

If you’ve been following my promotional blog posts, you’ll know today is my release day for Love and Snowball Fights, but also that I have been sharing with you recipes that my mother and I make every year as a part of the tradition for the gift baskets we hand out each year. This post is no different, of course! One of the treats every person relates to the holidays is peppermint candy canes. They’re typically placed on the tree as a decoration, later to be enjoyed by the little ones or even adults alike! Peppermint Holiday Cookies are easy to make while being a wonderful treat to make the holidays even sweeter. We’ve been making these to add to the treat baskets for several years now and everyone agrees they were a great addition to the list.

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Peppermint Holiday Cookies

Ingredients

1 cup Butter, softened

¾  cup granulated white sugar

1 large egg, beaten

3 cups all-purpose flour

¼ teaspoon salt

½ cup crushes peppermint candy canes

¾ cup confectiors’ sugar

5 teaspoons warm water

2 tablespoons crushed peppermint candy canes

Directions

  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
  2. Beat butter and granulate sugar in electric mixer until smooth.
  3. Beat egg into mixture until completely mixed. Mix in flour and salt until mixed.
  4. Fold in crushed candy canes into the mix, until just combined, don’t over mix.
  5. Roll dough into balls 1 tablespoon at a time, arrange on a baking sheet.
  6. Bake in preheated oven until firm, about 8 to 10 minutes. Let cookies cool on the baking sheet for about a minute before you move them to a wire rack to cool completely.
  7. In a small bowl, whisk confectioners’ sugar and warm water together until smooth. Dip each cookie into the icing. Then top with additional crushed candy cane. Set aside to let it dry for at least  five minutes.

These would be fun to make with your children and family! Even perhaps make it a tradition to have around for Christmas! I know we love them here in our household. They also make a great gift to give at this time of year or to bring to any holiday parties you may attend. A great way to use up any leftover candy canes after the tree comes down too!

I decided to go with a different excerpt this time, something a little sweeter to go with the recipe above and to entice your taste buds for the story. Lane has never experienced a snowball fight before so when Trey draws him into his first one, he doesn’t quite know what to do when he ends up tagging Trey in the forehead. It leads to Trey retaliating in a way Lane doesn’t expect. Read on to find out what happens!

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Lane Freeman supposed there were worse places to be dumped than a place named Christmas Valley. After being ejected from the foster care system, he spent the past five years hitchhiking and moving around. But six months of a steady job at Tal’s Bar and Grill, an apartment, and even a three-legged cat, have him almost ready to risk putting down a few roots when Tal’s brother comes home for the holidays.

Dallas firefighter Trey Jenkins reluctantly accepts that Lane isn’t like the other drifters who’ve come through his brother’s place. A fragile attraction begins to bloom between them, in spite of the many reasons they both have to fight it. Trey wants to give Lane a family, but experience has taught Lane to depend on no one but himself. Will winter love burn hot in a town called Christmas Valley, or will Lane return to his wandering ways? 

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Trey’s ankle felt much better that morning, if his desire to dig out the front sidewalk of his parents’ home was any indication. Lane warred with the urge to help and the side of himself demanding he remain as far away from Trey as possible. The kindness in him won out, and after he’d dressed in a pair of jeans two sizes too big for him, held up by a borrowed belt, and the long-sleeved shirt he wore the day they left his apartment, which Mrs. Jenkins had somehow washed without him knowing, he put on his boots and grabbed his hoodie and jacket.

When Trey came downstairs, he frowned at Lane. “You should stay inside where it’s warm.”

Lane ignored the bite of rejection and shook his head. “I want to help.”

Trey studied him for a long moment and then sighed. “Let’s at least see if Ma has an extra pair of gloves somewhere.”

Minutes later Lane had a snow shovel in his hand and was working beside Trey to clear out the walkway to the street and the driveway. They wouldn’t be able to drive until the snowplows came through, but this way it was already done. He saw others in the neighborhood doing the same thing, and the mindless activity soothed him as he dumped each shovelful away from the walk. Several times he bumped into Trey but merely apologized and continued to work. When they reached the end of the pathway, the muscles in Lane’s arms quivered and he couldn’t help his heavy breathing. Trey, of course, was barely winded. Lane made a face but started digging toward the cars.

“You can go inside and rest now if you want to. I can finish this up,” Trey said.

Lane shook his head. “I’m fine.”

He thought he heard Trey whisper, “Stubborn,” but ignored the comment and kept digging. The crunch of the snow giving way to the shovel gave him a deep sense of satisfaction.

It wasn’t more than a couple of feet into the mountain of snow between the walk and the driveway that he felt something hit his back. Lane jerked up and turned to stare wide-eyed at Trey, who smirked at him and casually tossed another snowball in the air, waiting to see what Lane would do.

“I can’t believe you just did that!” Lane exclaimed. He scooped up a handful of snow and threw it at Trey. Some of it hit his chest, but it scattered as it flew through the air, making little to no impact. Trey raised an eyebrow, but instead of saying anything, he lobbed the one he held at Lane. Lane attempted to sidestep, but it grazed his arm.

The gloves were off and they started lobbing snow at one another. Trey had the clear advantage, having had many snowball fights in his life. Lane guessed Trey was going easy on him, though. He couldn’t stop laughing, ducking behind mounds of snow to avoid whatever Trey threw his way. The longer they played, the more confident Lane became. He crafted each ball quick and sure, compressing it tighter as their fun continued, but it was the final snowball that hit Trey square in the face that ended their game.

Lane gasped in horror and rushed out from behind the barricade as Trey fell backward into a mound of white. “Trey!”

Lane almost slipped as he skidded to a stop next to where Trey lay. Trey’s eyes were closed and he wasn’t moving.

Lane dropped to his knees next to Trey. “Oh, my god, Trey. I’m sorry! Please be okay!” He leaned over and started brushing the snow from Trey’s face, wincing at how red Trey’s nose and forehead looked. “Trey,” Lane pleaded and shook Trey gently.

Suddenly Trey reached up and grabbed Lane around the waist, twisting them until Lane lay beneath him. Lane gave a sound of protest, but it was cut off when Trey held a snowball he hadn’t noticed before over him. “That wasn’t very nice,” Trey husked.

“I-I’m sorry,” Lane stuttered, very aware of Trey’s hard body on top of his. “I didn’t mean to. Are you okay?”

Trey’s eyes crinkled at the corner and one side of his mouth came up in a half smile. “All’s fair in love and snowball fights, Lane.”

He dangled the snowball closer to Lane’s face. “You wouldn’t,” Lane protested, ignoring the comment about love.

Chuckling, Trey shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. I’ll make you a deal.”

Lane swallowed. “What is it?”

“Go back inside and rest while I finish clearing the driveway or….” Trey lowered the snowball a bit more.

For a half a second Lane considered it and then said, “No.”

Trey clucked his tongue a couple of times. “You really are a glutton for punishment.”

Lane glared up at him. “I’m not going to sit around and do nothing while you’re out here with an injured ankle.”

He saw a slight hesitance in Trey’s posturing, but it disappeared rapidly. Trey kept his word, but he didn’t shove it in Lane’s face as Lane expected, squeezing his eyes shut in preparation. Oh no. Trey chose to stuff it down the front of Lane’s shirt. Lane gasped at the icy chill, eyes flying open to stare in shock at Trey, who had a wide grin on his face. He remained still for several seconds, absorbing what Trey had done and feeling the ice melt against his skin, sliding down his chest.

Instead of getting mad, Lane chose to get even. He grabbed as much snow as he could from beside him and shoved it up the back of Trey’s leather jacket and under his shirt. Trey let out an exclamation of shock and sat up to fluff out his clothes in order to dislodge the ice. Seeing his chance, Lane squirmed out from under Trey and stood. He went to move around Trey but wasn’t fast enough. Trey tumbled him down in the snow once more. Lane let out an “oomph” as he hit the hard white surface.

“The last person who did something like that didn’t survive,” Trey growled, eyes twinkling to show Lane he wasn’t serious. Their faces were even closer to one another than before, and Lane noticed a small white scar at the corner of Trey’s mouth and the dark flecks of brown hidden in the steel of Trey’s irises.

“It was only fair,” Lane wheezed.

Trey grunted. “Maybe so, but I can’t let that trespass go.”

Lane wriggled under Trey, attempting to get free once more. His movements caused Trey’s eyes to darken to that liquid silver, and he halted, not really knowing what to do. He was tired of fighting it, but at the same time, knew he should hold strong against the only thing that lay in Trey’s direction: pain.

“Lane?” Trey queried.

“Y-yeah?”

“Can I kiss you?”

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About the Author

J.R. Loveless is an avid fan, reader and writer of anything pertaining to male/male romance. She started out her adventure into the genre in 2004 when she discovered the anime Loveless, a softer side of Yaoi. The moment she saw Loveless, it sucked her in and hasn’t let go since.

After Loveless, she voraciously searched for anything she could find within the anime world pertaining to Yaoi and Shounen-Ai. She found Gravitation, Princess Princess, Gakuen Heaven, Junjou Romantica and so much more. As she searched for the different animes available, she stumbled across an amazing forum that to this day she is more than ever thankful she found.

J.R. currently has several works in progress and several more ideas on the slow cooker. Ideas come to her out of the blue, a lyric in a song, a line in a movie, or just out of nowhere while she’s standing in the shower. She loves to make up her own stories, to follow her heart, and to write things her way because she loves a happy ending.

She is always thankful for all of her followers on AarinFantasy and for all of the wonderful people who read her stories. Please feel free to send her an email or to drop her a note on Facebook. She will always try to respond, even if it isn’t right away.

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George Seaton on Writing and Whispers of Old Winds (DSP author guest blog)

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Whispers of Old Winds by George Seaton
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Cover Artist Anne Cain

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My short story, “Whispers of Old Winds,” appeared in the Dreamspinner Press 2015 Advent Calendar. I expanded the short story to novel length, providing a more thorough view of the main characters, Sam Daly and his husband Michael Bellomo, and the secrets of Pine County, Colorado—a place where magic exists with quiet impunity.      

About Whispers of Old Winds

Sheriff Sam Daly, a veteran of Iraq and Afghanistan, and his husband, Michael Bellomo, have made a life for themselves in sparsely populated Pine County, in the Colorado mountains. Sam oversees the small sheriff’s department, and Michael sells his paintings and tourist items out of his shop, Needful Things. From the beginning, Sam had known Michael possessed gifts: the ability to see and hear things Sam cannot.

When a report of a body in a massive snow-filled depression up a mountainside sends Sam and his deputy, Digger, to investigate, Sam struggles to reconcile the existence of skinwalkers in Pine County with the world he’s familiar with. Michael, though, deals with this reality through his art, and through the mysticism he’s been gifted. Sam’s effort to discover what is happening cause him to examine his life with Michael from the time they first met. The inevitable conclusion might be that he’ll never understand the mysteries of the mountains, but for the sake of Michael and their love, he’ll have to embrace them.

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“I’m Monsignor Tumino,” he said, holding his hand out.

The Monsignor. I grabbed his hand, noticed the dark rings around his eyes and his stare that appeared, if not angry, surely intense. “Sam Daly,” I said.

“You’re Michael’s friend,” he said, and it wasn’t a question.

“We’re more than friends, Monsignor.”

He continued to stare, and I was feeling a little uncomfortable.

“Michael is special,” he said.

“Yes, he is.”

“He was given a divine gift at birth. Something that sets him apart from most of humanity.”

“So I’ve been told.”

“The dark veil. A curse if it’s not used properly.”

I looked at this little man, his white hair, the dandruff on his shoulders, his black crow-like eyes, his odor that I’d just identified as something between mothballs and death, and I smiled again.

“Michael is my husband. I love him more than I’ve ever loved anything or anybody in my entire life. If he is cursed, then he’s cursed with everything that’s bright and beautiful in this world, the dark veil, as you say, notwithstanding. Tell you what. You and Michael’s mother need to loosen up, maybe step out of the church every once in a while and smell the fucking roses, the trees, take a look at the sky, and see the beauty of the world rather than the dark mysteries that apparently you’re both so fascinated with. Whaddaya think? That sound like a plan?”

He smiled. And if I’d had Michael’s talent, I would have captured that smile in my mind and painted a picture of it—Beelzebub himself.

“What matter the world, when eternity is the goal? You are a sinner, Mister Daly. And you are ill-equipped to deal with Michael’s curse.”

I can’t say I really disagreed with him on that last part, though I hadn’t exactly characterized Michael’s weirdness as a curse. It was just who Michael was, and I was trying to deal with that. Long ago, though, I realized it’s practically impossible to talk reason or logic to anyone who believes the sum total of reason and logic is contained within the pages of a single book written by men at a time when the world was still flat.

[Note: This is a Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words Highly Recommended Story, both when it was published as a short Advent Story and now in its fuller length.   ]

About George Seaton

George Seaton’s short stories, novellas, and novels capture contemporary life mostly set in the American west—Colorado and Wyoming in particular. He and his husband, David, along with their Alaskan malamute, Kuma, live in the Colorado foothills just southwest of Denver.

Website: http://www.gmseatonauthor.com/

Facebook: facebook.com/george.seaton

Twitter: @GeorgeSeaton 

Author Robert Winter on the Community of Storytellers and his release ‘September (Pride and Joy #1)’ (author guest blog)

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September (Pride and Joy #1) by Robert Winter
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Cover Art by Catt Ford

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Community of Storytellers by Robert Winter

I spent nearly twenty years as a lawyer in large international law firms, where all my writing was adversarial and designed to score points. I crafted arguments to persuade. I molded law and facts to tell the story I wanted a judge to know, and I asked her to give my client the ending it sought. My audience was usually limited to other attorneys in my law firm, a client, a judge or her law clerks, and opponents who wanted to find flaws in my analysis or spin a different story. It was lucrative, but it never satisfied my creative desires.

When I wrote September, I finally got to tell a story from beginning to end without worrying about whether it appeased a client or convinced a judge. I thought that would be the best thing about going from lawyer to author. I was wrong.

The biggest and most pleasant surprise about having my first novel published has been to discover that I am now part of a community of storytellers who support each other and want us all to succeed. I was lucky enough to attend GRL 2016 in Kansas City, my first M/M conference. The buzz on Facebook before I attended had me somewhat alarmed at the enthusiasm. As an introvert, I thought I would likely spend the days hiding in the back of the room for various panels, and maybe work up the courage to ask one or two favorite authors for an autograph. Instead, from the moment I arrived at the hotel, I felt I was part of a conversation. In a large room filled with writers I quickly found connections. BG Thomas signed books for me. Jordan Hawk talked to me about Whybourne and Griffin and what was coming next. Hank Edwards suggested which book of his would make a good starting point. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to these published authors!

Then there were the readers. I met several people who were fanboying and fangirling as hard as I was. They were there to meet their favorite authors, to be introduced to new ones, to find out what books are coming out soon, to play bingo and even to watch ice hockey together. I realized quickly that even those readers who claimed they had no writing talent themselves actually did tell a story, each time they discussed their favorite books and what those books meant to them at different times of their lives.

It just kept getting better. I met freakin’ Alexa Land, whose Coming Home was one of the first M/M books I ever found, and whose entire Firsts and Forever series I’ve read through at least twice. I met CJane Elliott and got advice on how to promote my book. I went for coffee with BG Thomas and Pat Henshaw. I took pictures with Brandon Witt and Devon McCormack. It was like the best high school reunion, where everyone was excited to see old friends and to make new ones. I have been out as a gay man for more than 30 years, but I came away from GRL convinced I had found a new tribe.

As the release date for September approached, many of the authors and readers I met posted comments about my book, or gave me advice, or just traded funny stories. I got release day reviews, guest blog invitations, feedback on Goodreads. I experienced the joy of readers loving my characters, and finding emotional satisfaction in my story. (Does it make me a bad person that I love the reviews that mention I made them cry?) Remarkably to me, I recognized the names of some of the readers and reviewers from having met them at GRL, months before my book was out.

What I learned from this experience is that our M/M community is much bigger and more passionate than I ever imagined. The writers and readers and bloggers and reviewers and cover artists and narrators and publishers all do it because they love M/M. More, they want to spread that love because they want to keep reading and telling these kinds of stories.

I’m energized by the passion that this community creates, and I’m lucky to have found my way home.

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Book Blurb

David James is smart, successful, handsome… and alone. After the death of his lover, Kyle, from cancer, he buried himself in his law practice and the gym. At forty-eight, he is haunted by his memories and walled off from the world. When David injures himself working out, he’s assigned to Brandon Smith for physical therapy. The vibrant young therapist is attracted to David and realizes he needs a hand to get back into dating. What begins as a practice coffee date escalates to friendship, passion, and maybe something more, as they navigate a new relationship in Washington, DC, and the gay mecca of Provincetown.

But David remains trapped behind the barrier of fear and guilt. Will he remain loyal to Kyle’s memory if he moves on? Can he and Brandon manage a twenty-two-year age gap? Brandon thinks he understands David’s concerns, and for him, the answer to those questions is yes. He wants to be with David, and he believes he can overcome David’s barriers. But Brandon fails to account for the world’s reaction to a handsome young man attached to an older, wealthy lover. David’s memories, Brandon’s pride, and an unexpected tragedy might cost them something very special.

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About the Author

Robert Winter is a recovering lawyer who likes writing about hot men in love much more than drafting a legal brief. He left behind the (allegedly) glamorous world of an international law firm to sit in his home office and dream up ways to torment his characters until they realize they are perfect for each other.

Robert divides his time between Washington, DC, and Provincetown, MA. He splits his attention between Andy, his partner of fifteen years, and Ling the Adventure Cat, who likes to fly in airplanes and explore the backyard jungle as long as the temperature and humidity are just right.

           

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In Our New Release Spotlight: Plaid versus Paisley (Fabric Hearts #2) by K.C. Burn (author interview)

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Plaid versus Paisley (Fabric Hearts #2) by K.C. Burn
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Hello! I’m KC Burn and I’m thrilled to be here, chatting about me and my writing process, as well as a bit about my new release, Plaid versus Paisley, the second in my Fabric Hearts series.

  •  Where do you normally draw your inspiration for a book from?

I find inspiration in a number of places. I sometimes get inspired from dreams – my first sci-fi book, Spice ‘n’ Solace, were inspired by a dream. The second book in my Toronto Tales series, Cover Up, arose the route I used to drive on the way visit a friend. She lives in an area where a lot of college students rent housing, and one of the houses always had a cop car parked there, because, presumably, a cop lived there. I started wondering how hard it would be for a cop to live in a place where – perhaps – he’d have to deal with a roommate engaging in illegal acts. From there, the idea just grew. New stories often trigger ideas, and sometimes just the simple of act of writing inspires. I don’t do a lot of planning, so often the secondary characters in my book will give me ideas about how they could have their own happy ever after.

  •  Are you a planner or a pantzer when writing a story? And why?

I’m absolutely a pantzer! I do very little planning. One time I tried, I ended up with a scene description that said “and then something happened” – and that’s a direct quote! I wrote a book with a bit of a mystery (North on Drummond) which is 99K words. I didn’t know until 70K who done it! Plaid versus Paisley wasn’t supposed to have any paisley at all – it was supposed to be all plaid! But once I realized how antagonistic Dallas and Will were going to be initially, the paisley just sort of happened organically and I went with it. As to why I’m a pantzer? I don’t know. Honestly, I think it’s just that I’m not very good at planning. Books, anyway. I can plan a vacation down to the minute!

  •  Contemporary, supernatural, fantasy, or science fiction narratives or something else? Does any genre draw you more than another when writing it or reading it and why does it do so?

All of them! Actually I was surprised about how much I like writing contemporary because I tend to prefer supernatural, sci-fi, or mystery/thriller elements in my personal reading. But there’s something challenging about writing a book that has to fly on the merits of your characters and their everyday life. And hopefully I manage it.

  • Can an author have favorites among their characters and do you have them?

I don’t know if I can speak for other authors but I definitely have favourite characters that I’ve written. Rick, who is featured in Cast Off, Stratford from Pen Name: Doctor Chicken, and Tate in the sequel to Plaid versus Paisley (which is in edits now) are so dear to my heart. I think it’s partly because they’re a little broken, or a lot broken, depending on your perspective, and yet they keep surviving. They keep fighting. Rick and Stratford aren’t, I don’t think, universally loved by my readers, but that’s okay. I still love them!

  •  If you were to be stranded on a small demi-planet, island, or god forbid LaGuardia in a snow storm, what books would you take to read or authors on your comfort list?

Oh so many! In no particular order, I’d probably include: James Rollins, Mercedes Lackey, Elizabeth Peters/Barbara Michaels, Mary Calmes, Amy Lane, Megan Derr, Douglas Adams, Kristin Higgins… I know I’m missing more. I’m away from home as I write this, and can’t see my bookshelves for reminders!

  • How early in your life did you begin writing?

I knew when I was 10 years old I wanted to be a writer. After reading The Lord of the Rings, my dad got me a book called Pawn of Prophecy by David Eddings. I really liked Tolkien, but I adored Pawn of Prophecy. That book cemented the idea that I wanted to write books. Although I started a number of books from there on out, I didn’t actually finish my first book until I was in university. It sucked pretty hard and will likely never see the light of day.

  •  Were you an early reader or were you read to  and what childhood books had an impact on you as a child that you remember to this day and why?

My parents read to me as a kid, and I was also an early reader. I do recall a number of books that stuck with me when I was young, in addition to Pawn of Prophecy that I mentioned above. Just So Stories by Rudyard Kipling – I can still remember my third grade teacher reading that to the class, in her proper British accent. To this day, I still love that book. The Hardy Boys series – I adored those, and they kept me busy on long road trips. They also might have had something to do with my love of mysteries. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle – I loved the way it expanded my mind. That was definitely a stunning book, just thinking so far beyond myself, about the greater universe.

Thank you again for having me here!

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Blurb

Two years after his life fell apart, Will Dawson moved to Florida to start over. His job in the tech department of Idyll Fling, a gay porn studio, is ideal for him. When his boss forces him to take on a new hire, the last person he expects is Dallas Greene—the man who cost him his job and his boyfriend back in Connecticut. He doesn’t know what’s on Dallas’s agenda, but he won’t be blindsided by a wolf masquerading as a runway model. Not again.

Dallas might have thrown himself on his brother’s mercy, but his skills are needed at Idyll Fling. Working with Will is a bonus, since Dallas has never forgotten the man. A good working relationship is only the beginning of what Dallas wants with Will.

But Dallas doesn’t realize how deep Will’s distrust runs, and Will doesn’t know that the man he’s torn between loving and hating is the boss’s brother. When all truths are revealed, how can a relationship built on lies still stand?

Available at: Dreamspinner Press, Amazon, All Romance eBooks.

About the Author

KC Burn has been writing for as long as she can remember and is a sucker for happy endings (of all kinds).  After moving from Toronto to Florida for her husband to take a dream job, she discovered a love of gay romance and fulfilled a dream of her own — getting published.  After a few years of editing web content by day, and neglecting her supportive, understanding hubby and needy cat at night to write stories about men loving men, she was uprooted yet again and now resides in California. Writing is always fun and rewarding, but writing about her guys is the most fun she’s had in a long time, and she hopes you’ll enjoy them as much as she does. 

Visit KC at her website, on Twitter, on Facebook, or find out about new releases by signing up for her newsletter.

A Lex Chase YouTube Interview and The Unlikely Prospect (States of Love) by Lex Chase (author guest blog and book release)

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The Unlikely Prospect (States of Love) by Lex Chase
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Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words has a first here today.  A YouTube Author Interview with Lex Chase!  And don’t forget to check out this States of Love release.  Its one of our highly recommended stories.  Do I love this interview?  Why yes I do!!! Its outstanding! 

~Lex Chase Author Interview~

Blurb

In Prospect Harbor, Maine, lobsterman Harper Cook has always loved the sea. He and his two brothers work the harbor waters, in a fishing village of one thousand where everybody knows everybody else’s business and nobody wants to be different.

When it’s time for the annual Men of Maine pinup calendar, Harper’s brothers eagerly volunteer him. Harper isn’t thrilled to bare it all to raise money for an elementary school playground—until he meets out-and-proud Los Angeles out-a-statah Sean Blackburn: the highly available first-grade teacher with Hollywood heartthrob looks.

Harper has no desire to ever stand out from the crowd, but Sean persists and earns Harper’s friendship. Through Sean, Harper opens up to new possibilities. Things get steamy, but Harper still protects his heart. Though   the right pressure in the right place might crack even a loner lobsterman out of his shell.

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Author Bio:

Lex Chase once heard Stephen King say in a commercial, “We’re all going to die, I’m just trying to make it a little more interesting.” Now, she’s on a mission to make the world a hell of a lot more interesting.

Weaving tales of cinematic, sweeping adventure—and depending on how she feels that day—Lex sprinkles in high-speed chases, shower scenes, and more explosions than a Hollywood blockbuster. Her pride is in telling stories of men who kiss as much as they kick ass. If you’re going to march into the depths of hell, it better be beside the one you love.

Lex is a pop culture diva, her DVR is constantly backlogged, she has intense emotions about Hannibal’s Hannigram, and unapologetically loved the ending of Lost. She wouldn’t last five minutes without technology in the event of the apocalypse and has nightmares about refusing to leave her cats behind.

You can find her in the Intarwebz here:

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