Saturday, May 28, 2011

I've Been Interviewed at It's Raining Men

I've been interviewed by Michael Mandrake at It's Raining Men. Wanna know how my mind works? Let me warn you first that it's a scary place! The questions ranged from how I started writing to whether or not my characters wear underwear -- answering them required a lot of thought, especially about the underwear.

Read interview here.

Friday, May 27, 2011

A Favorite Video for Your Enjoyment - Matt Zarley's WTF

I saw this video on a friend's blog and was starting to turn into a stalker, so I borrowed it for my site. I love Matt Zarley's acting and facial expressions in the video, and wouldn't mind finding myself a mover like that. Enjoy! While it's not exactly a work safe video, it is a lotta fun and chock full of gorgeous guys.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Calling All Authors of GLBT Fiction...

Reposted with permission:

The 2011 Getting Better Charity Sip Blitz

For the 2011 "Getting Better" Charity Sip Blitz, Torquere Press' beneficiary is
the It Gets Better Project. We're looking for positive, romantic stories that
depict GLBT people in functional, adult relationships (m/m, f/f, m/m/f, and
transgender or transsexual protagonists). Stories should have a well developed
plot and strong characters, and have a fully realized conclusion. All heat
levels and genres are welcome!

Manuscripts should be original works of 3,000 to 8,000 words; no reprints,
please. Authors will sign a one-year agreement to donate all royalties to the It
Gets Better Project, with the understanding that Torquere Press will match all
donations 100%.

This year, Torquere authors have created a support Yahoo!Group for the Charity
Sip Blitz, so please come join the discussion for the latest info, brainstorming
sessions, and a good time! Curious? You can find us at:

Deadline for submission is July 25, 2011. Please submit your story in .rtf
format, along with a synopsis, your contact information, and author biography,
to writingofjrocci @ with "Charity Sip" in the subject line. Torquere
Press General Writing Guidelines apply:


A dear friend gave me the head's up about a picture she saw at ReviewsbyJessewave that she felt epitomized Killian Desmond from my recent release Highway Man. With blue eyes and a scar across his face, he'd definitely look like Killy. He's even got the attitude. I had to share!

"A" Rating for Fanning the Flames at Brief Encounters

Jenre at Brief Encounters, had this to say about Fanning the Flames:

Those of you who want to read a wildly romantic story with an entirely likable main character which has you giggling out loud as well as sighing and fanning your face at the tenderness and heat between Barry and Adam, need to read this book. Dare I ask for more of Barry? I hope there will be!

Read entire review here:

Find the story here at Torquere Books:

Guest Blogging at Bookwenches

Today I'm guest blogging at Bookwenches, talking about the inspirations behind my latest novel Settling the Score.

Find out more about Joey, Troy, Erica and the gang here.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Fabulous Review for Highway Man - Five Marbles!!

Wow! I'm thrilled and humbled by a fantastic review for Highway Man at Cryselle's Craziness. Here's some of what Cryselle had to say:

Eden Winters is at the top of my must-read authors, I bet even her grocery lists are good. But this is way, way different than anything that's come before. Different good. Different amazing.
We're used to humor, we're used to angst, we're used to solid writing from Eden Winters, but this is dark, gritty, and primal. There's pain on a soul-deep level. And, something we are used to from this writer, there's hope.

Read entire review here.

Highway Man, now out at Dreamspinner Press

If their gravelly-voiced front man died in the wreck that claimed the rest of Trickster, what's he doing filling in for a tribute band's absent guitarist? All Killian Desmond wants is to forget that tragic accident, make a few bucks off rodeo wins and pick-up gigs, and occasionally find a willing one-night stand. A listening ear in the form of a fellow musician he dubs Tex reopens old wounds. Tex knows the songs and hears the pain—Killy may have found more than he was looking for.
 Find it here.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Settling the Score Epilogue

An invasion, plain and simple, and not pod people this time. Over the last few days, Joey had watched the reporters come and go, not for him this time -- for Jackie. Apparently, the wages of her stomach condition were fifteen minutes of fame. Rumors swirled the gossip rags that an embarrassed Riker had met with an attorney, who'd only laughed at his proposed lawsuit. No charges could be filed that wouldn't cause Riker to look even more like an ass. Furthermore, after Joey's visit with Troy's attorney, a check arrived from Riker's managers, in the exact amount stolen from Joey's accounts.

Joey watched yet another eighteen-wheeler pass in front of the shop, vibrating the huge glass picture window as it brought in more equipment. My, how the little town was changing. A sleek silver Corvette pulled up a moment later, just in time to ease Joey's worries. Dashing out the door, he ran to the car and opened the driver's door. "What kept you?" he asked, huge grin threatening to split his face.

"My navigator," Roxanne rolled her eyes at her passenger, "can't operate a GPS. Now it only speaks Japanese."

"Hey! It's not my fault George bought you substandard equipment," Marquez cried from within the confines of the car.

Roxanne held up her hand, cutting him off. "Please, don't utter that name in my presence."

Those words brought back Joey's worry. "You were kinda vague on the phone. What did he do?" Lowering his voice, he whispered, "He didn't hurt you, did he?" He'd feel awful beating up an old man, but would if he had to.

"Worse." Roxanne snorted. "He dumped his wife and then expected me to marry him. As if!"

Joey turned questioning eyes to Kez, whose pain-filled gaze darted away. "I'm not ready to talk about it, right now. Maybe soon, just not now."

"That's okay," Joey replied, fully understanding what getting your heart shredded felt like. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

He rounded the car and opened the passenger door. "Thanks, man." Kez held up a fist, bumping it with Joey's before stepping from the car and wrapping his friend in a hug.

"Hey! Don't leave me out!" Roxanne yelled, rounding the shiny sports car to join in. "If two hot dudes are getting all physical, I want in on the action!"

After a group hug that probably scandalized the town, as it involved a black man, an openly gay one, and a skinny white woman wearing a dress that didn't quite cover her to local modest standards, Joey helped unpack the car and haul luggage up the stairs behind the garage. "It ain't much," he warned, "and I'd advise candles. Lots of candles. And incense."

"That's okay," Kez murmured, "I'm just grateful for a place to stay… and a job! Tell your mom thanks, okay?"

"It was Mom and my friend Erica's idea. They rented the vacant shop next to Mom's and had it fixed up a bit. With all the spoiled California types hangin' 'round, a massager…"

"Massage therapist," Kez corrected.

"…a massage therapist just seemed like a good idea. They were right. You're booked solid for the next month." Turning his attention to Roxanne as they struggled together to get the last suitcase out of the tiny car, Joey asked, "What 'bout you? Any plans?"

A late model Mercedes cruised by, something unheard of in this town a few months ago. Now there were daily sightings, and Cousin Sonny had branched out into car detailing behind Big Joe's Garage. The car slowed to a crawl and Roxanne lowered her sunglasses, taking a good long look at the driver, who was enjoying the pink-clad scenery himself. "Oh, I'm sure something will come up," she replied.


That night after Joey packed his tools away and the shop closed for the night, he hopped into his classic truck, affectionately name Old Bertha, for the ride home. He smiled when a rather ordinary S-10 pulled up in front of the garage, a beaming Jackie climbing in while Big Joe scowled, pantomiming loading a gun after pointing to his watch, his signal for "Don't keep her out too late -- or else." For an actor, Keith seemed to be an okay guy, especially for a city boy from California. And if he wasn't, well, this was a rural area, and the Nichols an extensive family. The body might never be found.

Caught up in the euphoria of friends, a favorite song, and favorite ride, Joey'd driven halfway to his parents' house before realizing he'd missed a turn.

Shaking his head at his own absent-mindedness, he turned the truck around and headed down the literal road less traveled. Memories flooded through him of the numerous times he'd ridden this expanse of road on a bicycle, and later, a motorcycle, in his younger years. The houses there were old and stately, lasting reminders of when the town had been prosperous. Most stood deserted now, owners moving elsewhere to seek a living now that the mills no longer provided a local income. An off-the-road two-story dwelling showed signs of life, a bright blue, "Sold" sign sitting out front. The workers involved in renovating the structure were packing up for the day.

Joey pulled Old Bertha into the garage, parking between a Jaguar and a Toyota, and couldn't hold back cheerful whistling. Erica met him at the door, purse in hand. Her familiar perfume hung in the air.

"I was just on my way out," she said. "He's in his office. Don't let him forget to eat."

"I won't. Thanks, Erica."

"Don't mention it." She pulled him into a hug. "I may be a bit late, so don't wait up." While happy for Erica, he didn't envy the stunt double she was seeing. That woman took the phrase "quite a handful" to new heights. But if your day job included wrecking cars and falling from buildings, she might appear tame in comparison.

After Erica left, Joey picked his way through sawhorses and paint buckets to Troy's office. He leaned into the doorway, watching. Troy's fingers struck the keyboard of the familiar silver laptop lightning fast, brow scrunched in concentration. Joey took a step forward, then another. He was standing behind Troy before his lover noticed him. Without looking up, or slowing down, Troy asked, "How was your day?"

"Fine? Yours?"

"I finished another chapter." Abruptly the chair spun around and Joey was pulled down onto Troy's lap. His normally subdued lover delivered a bruising kiss. "Erica left you a present," he said when they finally parted. "Seems she's decided to graduate from articles about the best dish detergents to fight grease, and move into something a little more… controversial."

Although the unexpected display of affection was present enough, he eagerly unwrapped the small flattish package Troy handed him. "The Score," he read aloud, "By Eric David."

Troy seemed to be fighting a smile. "Read the inscription," he urged.

Opening to the first page, Joey recited, "To Troy and Joey, or should I say, Allen and James."

Still puzzled, and with only a, "Read the marked passages," from Troy, he opened to the first bookmark.

After each passage had been read, he looked at his lover, who wore a bit more smile with each bookmark. Finally, Troy instructed, "Read the last page."

The last page held only one sentence. "And they all lived happily ever after."

Setting the book aside, he took Troy by the hand, quietly leading him through the maze the workmen had left, up the stairs to the room at the top.

In their re-creation of Troy's bedroom from the farmhouse in South Carolina, they settled a few scores of their own.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

The Rainbow Awards, Round 1, Slot 3

Let's show the cover artists some love! The Rainbow Awards Cover contest at Elisa Rolle's site is in full swing. You can vote for twenty-five of the fifty covers offered this week.

I believe there are some giveaways going on over there too. Another reason to vote!

And the covers are purdy...

See the covers here:

Click here for the poll:

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Kind Words for Settling the Score

Reviews by Jessewave gave a 4.25 to Settling the Score, my latest novel. Here's what reviewer Sirius had to say:
I loved this story, which has themes of Pygmalion and Cinderella, but at the same time twists some of the clich├ęd themes from these stories on its head. Joey is in a sense a unique character. In the hands of less gifted writer I would have gagged at the possible excess of sugar in the character’s depiction. Besides failing to figure out that his ex was a very crappy human being, Joey practically has no flaws — he is sweet, kind, hard working, adorable, handsome and just very, very sexy. He has low self esteem and does not seem to be aware that he has all those wonderful attributes, but to me it does not count as a real character flaw. Having said all of this, to me Joey was believable, a real good boy-next-door and decent person. The way he handles himself after his ex’s betrayal is admirable, the further self-doubts he voices just about broke my heart, and the way he interacts with Troy is just so delightful and sweet.
 Read the review in its entirety here.

Hosting the Torquere Press LiveJournal

Tomorrow, May 8, I'll be your host at the Torquere Press LiveJournal. One lucky commenter will receive an ebook copy of my latest release, Fanning the Flames, a sequel to The Match Before Christmas.

Stop by and hang out with me.

Fanning the Flames is Out!!!

Fanning the Flames, the sequel to The Match Before Christmas, has just been released at Torquere Press.

The man of Barry's dreams has gone from a sugarplum fantasy to sweet reality, thanks to the GLBT dating site Introducing a new boyfriend to the family and settling into coupledom isn't the easiest thing in the world for a man with little dating experience, but the romantic demands of Valentine's Day are beyond Barry's imagination. His piteous cry for help brings all kinds of suggestions from family and friends.

Fully believing he's found the perfect ways to charm his sweetheart, Barry isn't prepared to hear "Achoo!" at every turn. Adam's allergic to what? And will sneezes and welts wreck Barry's painstaking plans for fanning the flames?

Find it here:

Friday, May 6, 2011

Rainbow Awards Cover Contest - Round 1, Slot 2

Elisa Rolle has posted the second series of covers for the Rainbow Awards Cover Contest over at her site. Sadly, I ran out of votes before I ran out of pretty covers.

Show your support for the unsung heroes of our genre--the cover artists.

Vote here

View the current fifty covers here.

Be sure to leave a comment on the poll to validate your vote.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Cryselle's Craziness' 1,000 Word Thursday

Every Thursday Cryselle's Craziness posts a picture intended to entice a few words of story from someone. Check out this week's pic here.

That picture hasn't inspired a story from me yet, but it has inspired me to trip down memory lane with this song.

A Chance to Win Highway Man

On Wednesday, May 18th, Dreamspinner Press will release my short story, Highway Man.

If their gravelly-voiced front man died in the wreck that claimed the rest of Trickster, what's he doing filling in for a tribute band's absent guitarist? All Killian Desmond wants is to forget that tragic accident, make a few bucks off rodeo wins and pick-up gigs, and occasionally find a willing one-night stand. A listening ear in the form of a fellow musician he dubs Tex reopens old wounds. Tex knows the songs and hears the pain—Killy may have found more than he was looking for.

Find it here.

Chris at Stumbling Over Chaos is hosting a contest for an ebook copy of Highway Man. Check out the details here.

Another contest is being held at Brief Encounters, found here.

Another Chance to Win a Copy of Fanning the Flames

On Saturday, May 7, Torquere Press will release Fanning the Flames, the sequel to my last year's Christmas story The Match Before Christmas. In honor of this release, three contests are being held for an ebook copy. I've already mentioned the first two in a previous post; however, a third chance to win a copy will take place on the Torquere Press LiveJournal on Sunday, May 8, where I'll be hosting. Here's the link, but I won't be there until Sunday.

Come join me on the LiveJournal!

Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Power of Words.... Too Good Not to Share

Settling the Score is a Recommended Read at Joyfully Reviewed!

Being relatively new to the world of publishing, each new story that I dress warmly and send out the door into the world inspires worries. Will readers like it? Did I explain X well enough? Will they think Z's behavior deplorable or amusing? A good review brings sighs of relief, and also the need to thank a few people.

Before my work ever attaches to a publisher-bound email, several sets of eyes peruse it.  These folks work full-time jobs, or attend college, and out of the goodness of their hearts take time out of their busy days to critique my work. To all my betas, I couldn't do this without you.

Then there's editors and proofers, some whose names I know, some I don't .They put a lot of effort into helping better each story. Thank you, everyone!

Last but definitely not least are the readers, who add their voice toward improving my efforts, and whose emails and reviews make my day. You cannot know how much you are appreciated.

With that said, I'm tickled to death that Settling the Score has been named a Recommended Read at Joyfully Reviewed.

Here is some of what reviewer Lisa had to say:

Settling the Score is sure to capture your heart.  Poignant and tender one moment, ruthless and cut throat the next, readers will embrace Settling the Score.  The major players in this story jump off the pages, as well as their lives and loves.  Rich in detail and lengthy in drama, not to mention a healthy dose of humor, Settling the Score is a winner.  Joey is a character who comes to life for everyone while Troy, with his scarred soul, is also certain to find a place in reader’s hearts.  From start to finish Settling the Score is neatly played out with all the angst and love author Eden Winters beautifully pens.  I Joyfully recommend Settling the Score.
Read entire review here.