Saturday, May 25, 2019

When Stories Attack! Or, Why There's Gonna Be a Diversion 7.1 and 7.2

If you've been following the Diversion series, then you know how book 7 ended. For everyone else I won't give spoilers. A funny thing happened on the way to Diversion 8, however: Story lines needed to happen to get from where 7 ended and 8 begins, but that additional information doesn't belong in book 8. I know, I tried to put it there.

The solution I came up with is two novellas, each between 15,000 and 20,000 words. The first introduces Bo's family and reveals a little more about him. The second? Well, Lucky and Bo finally, FINALLY get to spend Christmas together.

Maybe.

The first is tentatively called Relation, and the second, Tradition, as two very different people from very different backgrounds try to establish what their shared holiday traditions will be.

These two pieces also set the stage for some of the happenings in Decision (Diversion 8), which begins in March. Book 7 ended in September.

Both novellas are with my beta now and I hope to announce their publication dates soon.

The plan is still for 9 Diversion novels, but there might be an ending epilogue, Diversion 9.1, to firmly tie up the series. These guys have been a part of my life for so long I hate to say goodbye, but for now, it's full speed ahead on Bo and Lucky's adventures.

Also, Diversion 1-4 is now out in audio at Audible, as is a box set of the first three books: Diversion, Collusion, and Corruption.

The box set is also available in e-book format at Amazon.com and other online bookstores.

Friday, May 17, 2019

Diversion Box Set Vol. 1, Now Available at Audible

I devour audio books, going through several each week, so I love a good audio book sale. That's just what you'll get with the Diversion Box Set Vol. 1, Diversion, Collusion, and Corruption all in a package deal for one credit or $20.96.



Diversion:
There are good guys, bad guys, and then there’s Lucky. 
Former drug trafficker Richmond “Lucky” Lucklighter flaunts his past like a badge of honor. He speaks his mind, doesn’t play nice, and flirts with disaster while working off his sentence with the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. If he can keep out of trouble a while longer he’ll be a free man - after he trains his replacement.

Two men. Close quarters. Friction results in heat. But Lucky scoffs at partnerships, no matter how thrilling the roller-coaster. Bo has two months to break down Lucky’s defenses...and seconds are ticking by. 

Collusion

Dead men can’t love. 

Former drug trafficker Richmond “Lucky” Lucklighter “died” in the line of duty while working off a ten-year sentence in service to the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau, only to be reborn as Simon “Lucky” Harrison. The newbie he trained, former Marine Bo Schollenberger, is now his partner on (and maybe off) the job. It’s hard to tell when Lucky doesn’t understand relationships or have a clue what any sane human is doing in his bed. Bo’s nice to have around, sure, but there’s none of that picking-out-china-together crap for Lucky.

When a prescription drug shortage jeopardizes the patients at Rosario Children’s Cancer Center, it not only pits Bo and Lucky against predatory opportunists, but also each other. How can they tell who the villains are? The bad guys don’t wear black hats, but they might wear white coats. 

Corruption

Renegade biker. Drug runner. Recovering addict. Wanted by the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. But he isn’t a crook, he’s the law. 

SNB Agent Bo Schollenberger’s solved his cases using his brains and not a gun, and with his partner, not alone. Now he’s handed a tough new case involving designer drugs that turn users violent. One false move could end his life as he immerses himself into a motorcycle gang to locate the source. His fate depends on how well he can impersonate someone else. Someone named Cyrus Cooper. 
Cyrus is everything Bo Schollenberger isn’t, including the badass enforcer for a smuggling ring. He establishes pecking order with his fists and doesn’t take shit from anybody, not even the undercover agent who comes to help his case.

When survival depends on a web of tangled lies, lines blur, worlds collide, and a high stakes game turns friend to foe. Lucky knows the difference between Bo the agent and Cyrus the outlaw, but does Bo?

Get your copy today at Audible. 

Saturday, May 11, 2019

What I'm Reading: Bone to Pick by T.A. Moore

Although I don't personally know T.A. Moore (I think we might have met briefly at a convention once), she has crafted a book that could have been taken from my perfect book wish list: Bone to Pick

Well written? Check
Well researched? Check
Gritty story? Check
Lots of action? Check
Complex characters? Check
Moments of comedy mixed in to ease the "twisting the knife*" factor? Check
Great secondary characters? Check
Character with average looks and not an Adonis? Check (non-GQ models need love too).
Realism? Check
Case wrapped up in a way that didn't require whiskey therapy? Check
Great, understandable tension between two main characters? Check, check, check

Bourneville the dog was pure bonus.

While I like romance, it's not a necessity to a story for my enjoyment. Not every relationship starts with hearts and flowers. That the two men care about each other is enough for me. I'm hoping that aspect continues into the next book, and grows there.

In that way this book reminds me of the Adrien English series by Josh Lanyon. Fantastic story, lots of believable action, and two protagonists who have their own issues to deal with before they can grow close. (Hmmm... Did I read the last book in the series? I can't remember how that all worked out *runs to check* Nope. Gotta get on that.)

Anyway, I digress. Sorry. Those who know me know to expect that. Oh! Squirrel! Bone to Pick is packed with action and I may have alienated my family while listening to this audio book.

Family outing: me in headphones.
Anyone trying to speak to me at home: me in headphones.
In my car: story playing through speakers.
Any moment I could get, no matter how brief:: me in headphones.

Sadly, I don't have time to read, so rely on audio books to get my fiction fix. Does anyone know when the second installment is due to hit Audible? Despite my recent bad behavior by devoting every waking moment to listening to this book, my loving family still gave me Audible credits for Mother's Day.

Highly recommended. I'd never read anything by Moore two months ago, now I'm a huge fan.

If your reading wish list resembles mine, read this book.  Loved it, loved it, loved it.

*Twisting the knife factor: When the angst begins and escalates on every page, twisting the knife tighter and tighter without a single moment of relief.

Tuesday, May 7, 2019

Other Authors' Books

I'm an author, but I'm also a reader. If I find a book I like, I don't mind shouting from the rooftops, "Read this book!"

Here's some of the ones I've read lately that I really enjoyed. A lot.

T.A. Moore's Wanted, Bad Boyfriend, and Dog Days. MM Romance for sure, but completely different sub-genres. And the author does them well

Hailey Turner's A Ferry of Bones and Gold. Amazing world building, and one heck of an urban fantasy.

IRL In Real Life by Lucy Lennox and Molly Maddox.

Anything by Rhys Ford. Let's face it, I'd read her grocery list. And probably give it five stars. It would be worth five stars.

Roan Parrish's Rend and Riven. Not your normal rocker story.

L.A. Witt and Cari Z's Bad Behavior series. Couldn't put them down (which kinda got in the way when I was trying to wash dishes or fold clothes, ya know?)

Z.A. Maxfield's ePistols at Dawn. ZAM can sure tell a great story, so let's add in St. Nacho's too. Her depiction of a young hearing-impaired man who won't let anything slow him down was fantastic.

I meant to stop here, but I have to add one more: Kim Fielding's Brute.

Thank you, authors, for keeping me entertained during my hellish daily commute and, in some cases, challenging me to learn new things.


Saturday, May 4, 2019

Sub Titles

I was setting up a Novels page here on the blog and got a bit tired of the normal, "This book is available from Rocky Ridge Books." Subtitles came to mind for each one:



 Corruption is available from Rocky Ridge Books. Bo. As a biker. In assless chaps. Need I say more?

Manipulation from Rocky Ridge Books because Lucky doesn't have enough problems already, ammirite?

Redemption is available from Rocky Ridge Books. See Lucky's soft side. Okay, soft-er. Lucky doesn't do soft. 

Check out Reunion from Rocky Ridge Books.  You can't go home again ('cause the family is still there, and well...)

Suspicion is available from Rocky Ridge Books.  Lucky's teaming up with who?!?!?!?

Diversion Box Set Vol 1. This compilation is available at Amazon.com. No lie: while writing this series I was channeling Lucky so hard I got a raise at my day job. 

Settling the Score is available from Rocky Ridge Books, 'cause getting even stories are such a guilty pleasure. 

The Telling is available from Rocky Ridge Books. The book that started it all. And scored a nice chunk of change for my local PFLAG chapter. 

Find The Angel of 13th Street at Rocky Ridge Books.  He's not rich, doesn't own a hot car or ritzy apartment, but he's out there fighting the good fight. 

Find Fallen Angel at Rocky Ridge Books. Because sometime the strongest of souls need a little help. 

 A Bear Walks Into a Bar is offered by Rocky Ridge Books. Not your mama's shifter story. Woof!

 Find Two Bears and a Baby at Rocky Ridge Books.  Ain't it great seeing a big, gruff, alpha type wrapped around a sweet little baby's finger? 

Ballantine Bears Box Set: Now available at Rocky Ridge Books, 'cause two books are better than one.

Find The Wish at Dreamspinner Press.  You know that one family member that just has to meddle? I mean, really likes to meddle? 

Duet is offered by Dreamspinner Press. Hot highlander in a kilt (mic drop).

Naked Tails: Get your possum shifters at Dreamspinner Press. Because doesn't everyone need possum shifters in their life? 

A Matter of When: Find hot rockers at Dreamspinner Press, because "Hot opera tenor" just doesn't have the same ring to it. 




Monday, April 29, 2019

Diversion Box Set, Volume 1, Now at Amazon

If you've been thinking about starting the Diversion series, but have been procrastinating, now might be a good time to follow through.

Diversion Box Set, Vol 1 is now available at Amazon! That's right, the first three installments, Diversion, Collusion, and Corruption, are compiled into one for the bargain price of $8.99.

Diversion

There are good guys, bad guys, and then there’s Lucky.

Former drug trafficker Richmond “Lucky” Lucklighter flaunts his past like a badge of honor. He speaks his mind, doesn’t play nice, and flirts with disaster while working off his sentence with the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. If he can keep out of trouble a while longer he’ll be a free man–after he trains his replacement.

Textbook-quoting, by the book Bo Schollenberger is everything Lucky isn’t. Lucky slurps coffee, Bo lives caffeine free. Lucky worships bacon, Bo eats tofu. Lucky trusts no one, Bo calls suspects by first name. Yet when the chips are down on their shared case of breaking up a drug diversion ring, they may have more in common than they believe.

Two men. Close quarters. Friction results in heat. But Lucky scoffs at partnerships, no matter how thrilling the roller-coaster. Bo has two months to break down Lucky’s defenses… and seconds are ticking by.
 

Collusion

Dead men can’t love.

Former drug trafficker Richmond “Lucky” Lucklighter “died” in the line of duty while working off a ten-year sentence in service to the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau, only to be reborn as Simon “Lucky” Harrison. The newbie he trained, former Marine Bo Schollenberger, is now his partner on (and maybe off) the job. It’s hard to tell when Lucky doesn’t understand relationships or have a clue what any sane human is doing in his bed. Bo’s nice to have around, sure, but there’s none of that picking-out-china-together crap for Lucky.

While fighting PTSD, memories of a horrid childhood, and a prescription drug addiction, Bo is paying for his mistakes. Using his pharmacy license for the good guys provides the sort of education he never got in school. Undercover with his hard-headed partner, Bo learns that not everything is as it seems in the world of pharmaceuticals.

When a prescription drug shortage jeopardizes the patients at Rosario Children’s Cancer Center, it not only pits Bo and Lucky against predatory opportunists, but also each other. How can they tell who the villains are? The bad guys don’t wear black hats, but they might wear white coats.
 

Corruption

Renegade biker. Drug runner. Recovering addict. Wanted by the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. But he isn’t a crook, he’s the law. 

SNB Agent Bo Schollenberger’s solved his cases using his brains and not a gun, and with his partner, not alone. Now he’s handed a tough new case involving designer drugs that turn users violent. One false move could end his life as he immerses himself into a motorcycle gang to locate the source. His fate depends on how well he can impersonate someone else. Someone named Cyrus Cooper. 

Cyrus is everything Bo Schollenberger isn’t, including the badass enforcer for a smuggling ring. He establishes pecking order with his fists and doesn’t take shit from anybody, not even the undercover agent who comes to help his case. 

Simon “Lucky” Harrison’s always been the best, whichever side of the law he was on. Former trafficker turned SNB agent, he damned well ought to be undercover in this motorcycle gang, instead of hanging around the office going crazy with new policies, new people, and “inter-departmental cooperation” that sticks him in a classroom. Yet he’s passed over for the SNB’s biggest case in decades in favor of the rookie who shares his bed. A man Lucky thought he knew.

When survival depends on a web of tangled lies, lines blur, worlds collide, and a high stakes game turns friend to foe. Lucky knows the difference between Bo the agent and Cyrus the outlaw, but does Bo?


Get your copy at Amazon

Sunday, April 28, 2019

Lovely New Cover for Almost Mine!

Almost Mine was due for a little spiffing up, and has a nice, new cover more evocative of the story.

What do you think?



A perfect life. A perfect home. A perfect husband. Gone in an instant. 

Ian’s world turned upside down the day Travis walked out without so much as a word, or even a backward glance, leaving a lonely Ian to wonder why. Their son implores him, “Please go see Dad.”

Two years of hurt leaves Ian ready to confront the man who’d broken his heart, but what if everything he’d believed about their failed romance turned out to be wrong? What if the biggest problem in Ian’s marriage was…Ian?

Almost Mine is available at Amazon and other etailers. 


This is a story of an established couple, fatherhood, second chances, and living with mental illness. 

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Highway Man the Novel

A few years ago I wrote a short story released by Torquire Press, after having seen Magnetic Fields' video Papa Was a Rodeo on a friend's website, where she said she wished someone would write a story for the song.

Challenge accepted. It's not really a story of the song, merely inspired by the song. I had to do a lot of trimming to stay under the required 8,000 word limit the publisher had for "sips". After rights reverted to me, I was able to add in the stuff I'd wanted to the first time, and the word count swelled to 15,000.

I was quite proud of that story, a departure from the norm for me, and it set the stage for writing anti-heroes. From my disillusioned rocker Killian Desmond came Lucky Lucklighter and the Diversion series.

While the story certainly wasn't a best-seller, those who loved it loved it well, wanted more, and especially wanted to hear Mike's voice. For all of you, I've revisited this work.

Highway Man is now a novel of over 60,000 words, has been polished, and is ready for my betas to read.

With any luck I'll soon be releasing this story, dedicated to the fans who wanted more.

Mike really grew on me.

The story also contains several songs written by yours truly.

I'll keep you posted on the progress.

Saturday, April 20, 2019

Manipulation, Now Available in Audiobook

The talented Darcy Stark has once again brought Lucky, Bo, and the others to wonderful life with his performance of Manipulation (Diversion 4). He really nails Lucky's personality, and I love how Bo sounds a certain way, but his voice is distinctly different when he channels alter-ego Cyrus Cooper.



Lucky Lucklighter has a new life. His old life wants him back.

He traded trafficking for taking down criminals with the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau, and a drug-lord lover for a man on the right side of the law. Bo Schollenberger found the way past the thorny defenses of Lucky’s heart, and made Mr. I-Get-Along-Fine-Alone think about his and his closets, stevia in the sugar bowl, and a picket fence—with a good lock on the gate.

Now Bo is missing, and a voice long silenced asks, “Did you miss me?” Lucky must deal with a devil from his past to get Bo back.

And if Bo isn’t willing to come? A drug ring needs its back broken before flooding the US with a designer high, seductive and undetectable. But there’s a fine line between good and evil, and a truckload of temptation urging Lucky to cross.
 



You can find the audiobook version exclusively on Audible here

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Manipulation Coming in Audiobook

I've approved the audiobook file for Manipulation (Diversion Four). Darcy Stark is doing an excellent job of working his way through the series. I need to get to working on book eight, Decision, before he catches up to me!

Now the book in quality control for ACX, which usually takes about two weeks, so look for Manipulation at Audible within the next week or so.


Friday, April 12, 2019

The Cormorant

I've finally finished the menage sci-fi, and since no better title occurred to me while writing, I named it The Cormorant, for their ship.

The characters from The Sentinel were supposed to have cameos, but they wound up hanging around. So Connell and Stone fans, be prepared to see the guys again.

Now blurb time. I always struggle with those. How much of the story is enough, how much too much? What drives readers to want to read, especially menage, which is not everyone's cup of tea? However, that's how the book turned out.

Louis Quinton Van Orskey, or Van, has been in my head for years, and like Lucky in the Diversion books, he wouldn't shut up. And we saw what happened then.

Tayn wasn't so clear in the beginning and, don't tell the other characters, but he grew to become my favorite. How can you not love a guy who exists in a ship's circuits?

As for Jorvik, he started with a print I saw years ago on DeviantArt, called Tibetan Prince, with a somewhat haughty expression on his handsome face, decked out in jewels and finery. Circumstances show he's far more than meets the eye.

I'll keep you posted on when to expect this work to appear, but now I'm diving back into writing two books at one time: Decision (Diversion 8), and Highway Man the novel.

 



Friday, March 8, 2019

What I'm Working On...

Although I've been a bit quiet lately, I'm actually hard at work, both at the day job and with my writing. My currently unnamed sci-fi is in the loving hands of my beta. I really do need to think of a title soon. I don't like giving projected publishing dates and not be able to meet them, so let's just say I'll keep you posted. The search for cover art begins.

I'm working an lengthening Highway Man into a novel, for so many people have asked to know more. This one is for them. I've been advised that, career-wise, this isn't a good move as the story has already been told as a novella. However, I'm doing this for the readers, myself, and because the characters in my head are holding me hostage until I do. Also, Mike's story needs telling too. The new novel will also tell what happens after the current novella.

I've got a few short stories in the works that I chip away at every now and then, but the big project I'm devoting time to is researching for Decision (Diversion Book 8). I'm in the home stretch now of the series, and hope each book gets better and better and gives the fans their Bo and Lucky fix. I hope to finish the series in book nine, though a novella might tie up a plot point.

As usual, I'm also consuming audiobooks at an alarming rate, due to my three-hour daily work commute, and I'll post reviews of my favorites.

I hope all are doing well and, for those of you living in areas that practice Daylight Saving Time, don't forget to reset your clocks on Sunday!

Wednesday, March 6, 2019

Free MM Romance Books, Anyone?

I love a book deal, and what's better than a deal on the genre we love?

Check out some old favorites and some new-to-you authors now!


Find these fine romances here!

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Corruption (Diversion 3) in Audiobook

Adapting the Diversion series for Audible is well underway, and I'm so loving narrator Darcy Stark's take on Lucky and Bo. Look for Manipulation (Diversion 4) to release in early April.


Get your copy of Corruption today at Audible.

Renegade biker. Drug runner. Recovering addict. Wanted by the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. But he isn’t a crook, he’s the law. 

SNB Agent Bo Schollenberger’s solved his cases using his brains and not a gun, and with his partner, not alone. Now he’s handed a tough new case involving designer drugs that turn users violent. One false move could end his life as he immerses himself into a motorcycle gang to locate the source. His fate depends on how well he can impersonate someone else. Someone named Cyrus Cooper. 

Cyrus is everything Bo Schollenberger isn’t, including the badass enforcer for a smuggling ring. He establishes pecking order with his fists and doesn’t take shit from anybody, not even the undercover agent who comes to help his case. 

Simon “Lucky” Harrison’s always been the best, whichever side of the law he was on. Former trafficker turned SNB agent, he damned well ought to be undercover in this motorcycle gang, instead of hanging around the office going crazy with new policies, new people, and “inter-departmental cooperation” that sticks him in a classroom. Yet he’s passed over for the SNB’s biggest case in decades in favor of the rookie who shares his bed. A man Lucky thought he knew.

When survival depends on a web of tangled lies, lines blur, worlds collide, and a high stakes game turns friend to foe. Lucky knows the difference between Bo the agent and Cyrus the outlaw, but does Bo?

Saturday, February 23, 2019

What I've Been Reading: Into Deep Waters by Kaje Harper

I am an author. I hope readers will read and like my books. But I'm also very much a reader, and nothing makes me happier than to recommend books I love to other readers so they can love them too.

Words cannot express what I'm feeling right now, having just completed Kaje Harper's Into Deep Waters. This is a love story for the ages. If you know anyone who says they don't quite "get" marriage equality, this should be required reading. Actually, it should be required reading for being human and teaching empathy.

Daniel and Jacob aren't your usual gorgeous gay romance stars. They are average guys. In fact, although this is the most romantic book I've read in years, it's not "romance" as we're used to in guy meets guy, guy falls in love, has HEA or HFN. This is the story of two young Navy enlisted men who meet when they must hide what they mean to each other or risk court martial or the weight of the law. Two men whose commitment to each other knows no bounds.

A gifted author can make you feel for the characters, but a truly gifted author can make you believe these characters are real, and even now living in New Jersey, still in love, still taking tender care of each other. Kaje Harper is that author.

In ways, our protagonists are real, as reflected in real-life stories we read when we were still fighting for marriage equality. Stories of men and women who'd built entire lives together, but weren't granted the same rights as their neighbors.

To say this story touched my heart is a huge understatement. I am a voracious reader, consuming several books a week, and while I love so many of them, if I could pick one book I'd hope everyone would read, it's Into Deep Waters. Ye gods! The feels!

And you want to know the real kicker? This book is free. Absolutely, 100% free in e-book form. It's even a Rainbow Award Winner for best gay historical. I enjoyed this tale in audiobook format, and the narrator did an excellent job of capturing these characters.

Get your copy, and get ready to fall in love.

I simply cannot recommend this book highly enough.



For Jacob and Daniel, two young gay men aboard a Navy ship in WWII, the risks were high. Not just the risks of injury and death from Japanese planes and submarines, but the risk of discovery, of discharge, imprisonment or worse. Only a special kind of love was worth taking that chance. But from the moment Daniel met Jacob's eyes across a battle-scarred deck, he knew he had to try.
Being together required figuring out what it meant to be gay and in love with another man, in an era when they could be jailed or committed for admitting the desires of their hearts. On a ship at war, their relationship was measured in stolen moments and rare days of precious leave, with no guarantees there would be a tomorrow. And if they survived the war, they would need even more luck to keep their love alive through all the years to come.
This story was written for a photo and story request letter as part of the Goodreads M/M Romance Love is Always Write event.

Get your copy here at Amazon:
Kobo
Barnes & Noble

Thursday, February 21, 2019

Corruption (Diversion 3) Now Available at Audible!

The third installment of the Diversion series is now available at Audible here: Book 4, Manipulation, is well underway.


Renegade biker. Drug runner. Recovering addict. Wanted by the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. But he isn’t a crook, he’s the law. 

SNB Agent Bo Schollenberger’s solved his cases using his brains and not a gun, and with his partner, not alone. Now he’s handed a tough new case involving designer drugs that turn users violent. One false move could end his life as he immerses himself into a motorcycle gang to locate the source. His fate depends on how well he can impersonate someone else. Someone named Cyrus Cooper. 

Cyrus is everything Bo Schollenberger isn’t, including the badass enforcer for a smuggling ring. He establishes pecking order with his fists and doesn’t take shit from anybody, not even the undercover agent who comes to help his case. 

Simon “Lucky” Harrison’s always been the best, whichever side of the law he was on. Former trafficker turned SNB agent, he damned well ought to be undercover in this motorcycle gang, instead of hanging around the office going crazy with new policies, new people, and “inter-departmental cooperation” that sticks him in a classroom. Yet he’s passed over for the SNB’s biggest case in decades in favor of the rookie who shares his bed. A man Lucky thought he knew.

When survival depends on a web of tangled lies, lines blur, worlds collide, and a high stakes game turns friend to foe. Lucky knows the difference between Bo the agent and Cyrus the outlaw, but does Bo?

Saturday, February 16, 2019

GayRomLit 2019

I'm thrilled to once more be a part of the wonderful event known as GayRomLit. There are so many people I want to see. However, I'm already sad over some folks who've said they're not going this year, and doubly sad because the wonderful Ethan Day will be absent. I cannot imagine a GRL without him.

It will be a bittersweet time of reunion and mourning. So many times I'll expect to see him, only to be reminded he won't be there.

I wonder if there'll be some sort of tribute during the convention. I certainly hope so. He was so much a part of GayRomLit and the Gay Romance community.

He will be sorely missed.

Monday, February 11, 2019

A Valentine's Deal!

Happy Valentine's Day, y'all! This year Bear and I celebrate our third Valentine's Day together. Ah, young love (even if we're not so young).

In honor of the day, Valentine's Day story Fanning the Flames is on sale for .99 cents from now until the end of February. While this work is the second installment of The Match Before Christmas series, it can be read as a standalone.



The man of Barry’s dreams has gone from a sugarplum fantasy to sweet reality, thanks to the LGBT dating site GetaDate.com. 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?
Links to the story can be found on the page at Rocky Ridge Books.

Discount available at Kobo, Barnes and Noble, and Amazon. 

Saturday, February 9, 2019

The Easter Egg in Corruption

I've been listening to the audio book version of Corruption, which should publish by month's end, and I came across a line Bo says that I'd forgotten about, that made me smile.

"Pop my cork, big boy."

There's a story behind that line involving fellow authors D.H. Starr and Ally Blue. Doug, Ally, and I used to spend an annual weekend together in Asheville, NC, visiting Biltmore House, checking out the French Broad Chocolate Lounge, exploring in quaint shops, discovering amazing restaurants, and talking shop. Each year we kept a list of double entendres we accidentally said, and at the end we'd choose one that we all had to include in our latest work in progress.

Well, Ally and I arrived at the hotel first, and Doug's plane was late, so we decided to buy wine and snacks before he got there. We returned to our room with our purchases to discover:

We had no corkscrew. 

Luckily, the front desk provided one, but it was plastic and neither me nor Ally could get the cork out of the bottle. There was a gym on our floor, so we took the wine there hoping to find someone with more muscles than we possessed to help us.

A young man was standing in the middle of the gym, eyes trained on the corner TV, and when Ally spoke he jumped. The words, "Would you pop my cork?" were uttered. He did. I'm laughing even now.

Soooo.... no matter what was said all weekend, nothing topped that phrase. We each included it in a book.

If you read or listen to Corruption, you have Doug and Ally to thank for that line.

We haven't been able to get together for a while, and I really miss those two.

Monday, February 4, 2019

When Lucky Met Victor, From Victor's POV



If you've read Diversion, you witnessed the pivotal moment when Lucky met Victor. Ever wonder what Victor was thinking that night? 

Read on!

***

Another Saturday, another expected appearance at the club. At one time, getting the best table, having everyone rush to fulfill his every whim, had been thrilling. Now, the bowing and scraping grated on Victor’s nerves. Everyone wanted something from him: money, his clout, to bask in the glow of his accomplishments.

Sex.

As far back as the family remembered there had been no poor Mangiardis, but if his dipshit of a nephew didn’t stop spending…

Victor sighed and adjusted his appearance in the mirror, running a hand through his dark waves. A few more gray stands now showed, which only made his hangers-on fawn all the more, telling him how distinguished he looked.  He’d dressed simply tonight, jeans, a button-down shirt and his favorite loafers.

He’d taken his family’s modest fortune and made it grow. And if some of the family didn’t like his means, well, they never complained while enjoying the fruits of his labor.

Tonight, though, he would love to stay in, relax, listen to some music. Or maybe he could call…

No, Nestor had made his feelings known, and no amount of wanting would change his mind.
Victor barked a humorless laugh. Who’d believe the great Victor Mangiardi wanting something he couldn’t have?

What else could he do but live up to expectations and go out drinking and dancing? He took one last look in the mirror and headed downstairs. His butler looked up from the foyer. “Are you going out, sir?”

“Yes. Have Lyle bring the car around.”

“Yes, sir.”

Victor didn’t wait long until his 1963 Mercedes roaster purred like a large cat at the front entrance.
He drove himself to the club, knowing his entourage would catch up. He didn’t want them following too closely, they might scare off his admirer. Or rather, his car’s admirer.

A smile spread across Victor’s lips. There he was, the scruffy kid standing outside the chain link fence surrounding the club, with his torn jeans, faded hoodie, and undoubtedly worn tennis shoes. Occasionally Victor caught a glimpse of hay-colored hair. What color eyes did the boy have?

Night after night he watched Victor’s car, his attention not following Victor to the club, but staying on the car. Should Victor be hurt that the kid wanted the car more than him?
Would he do more than want?

Ten minutes until his bodyguards arrived. Now to see if he’d take the bait.

Victor bypassed the main area of the club, climbing the stairs to the VIP rooms. There, he watched through the cameras he’d had specially installed.

Two months. For two months he’d had his eye on this kid. Now to see if he at least provided a night of entertainment. Victor waved off a barely-clad waiter, who pooched his lips and sauntered off.
Victor had partaken of his gorgeous body, with its surgically enhanced six pack, face, and ass, highlighted hair and buffed nails, and most of all, his high-maintenance lifestyle. Such men surrounded Victor, circling like sharks. He didn’t want surgically enhanced, he didn’t want high maintenance, he wanted someone alive as he was, living for the game.

He watched the young man climb the fence at the back of the club and casually stroll to the front. To anyone watching he’d appear to have parked in the back.

About eight more minutes until Victor’s bodyguards usually arrived, though he’d warned them off tonight, telling them to be ready all the same.

Ah, the kid bypassed the security system and started the car in under two minutes. Nice skills there. He drove around the building, avoiding the bouncer stationed in front, and stopped the car twice while the visible security cameras swept over the parking lot. Too bad he’d not noticed the new cameras.
He headed north and Victor gave up the camera feed for a tracker. No need to have him tailed. Victor would be waiting for him when he got to his destination.

Now to make a phone call. “Ricky, pick me up,” he said, making his way out of the club, excitement rising. He’d not had such a challenge in ages. No telling what the night might bring.

Victor climbed into an unobtrusive F-150 truck.

“I don’t know why you let him take the car,” his second in command growled.

“Because I wanted to see what he’d do.” Victor buckled in and folded his arms over his chest. He owed no explanation to anyone. “Hit the Interstate. Head north.”

Ricky listened to some gawdawful something, which grated on Victor’s nerves. He turned the radio off. If only he were in his roadster, where even now the strains of Pachelbel’s Canon must be playing. Would his thief like the selection Victor chose for him, or change to something more in keeping with Ricky’s tastes?

Victor hoped for the former. It would be nice to find a touch of refinement in the country bumpkin who’d caught his attention. Occasionally he checked his iPad for the tracker, a smile playing on his lips.

His little thief was about to be so disappointed.

“How do you know where he’s going?” Ricky asked.

“He’s meeting a buyer.” Victor gave the address.

“How do you know this?”

Victor gave Ricky a wicked  grin known to make enemies grovel. “I’m the buyer.”

“Boss?” Ricky did a double take. “You what?”

“I contracted him to steal my own car.” Victor sent a group text with the address and “Now.”

Ricky squealed tires turning into the parking lot of an abandoned building, cutting off the Mercedes’ escape. Here the game grew tricky. Would the thief destroy the car to get away, or did he, like Victor, appreciate fine craftsmanship?”

Victor never said a word as he climbed down from the truck. Two of his men wrestled the thief from the car. A string of curses split the air. The guy was small, only five five or five six, but he landed a few punches and got a few kicks in.

“Ahhh!” Eduardo screamed, gripping the side of his face. Had the kid bitten him? Oh, what spirit. Victor approved. He’d give Eduardo a bonus later to smooth over hurt feelings.

Eduardo recovered enough to slam his adversary to the ground.

“Stop!” Victor would rather destroy a priceless sculpture than hurt a work of art such as a dedicated thief.

Eduardo stepped back, allowing Victor to get closer. Ricky stood close by, weapon drawn. Oh, the theatrics! Like they’d need firepower to bring down one skinny punk.  

Pulled onto his knees, head held back by a tight grip on his hair, left the guy no choice but to stare up at Victor. The kid couldn’t yet be twenty, and while not classically handsome, he possessed a rawness, a wild quality of someone who’d never be tamed.

Victor knew how he must appear, especially to anyone given to watching late night gangster B movies. Victor had been told more than once that he’d make the perfect Mafia don.

With dirty-blond hair, the kind of tan that came from living outdoors, and a rim of black under his nails, this had to be the farmer’s son turned mechanic Victor’d found out about through private sources. A few small-time car thefts, no drugs, and no violent crimes.

He’d do.

Victor crouched down for a better look, and to up the intimidation factor. Two of his men held the guy’s arms behind his back, yet still he struggled and fought. Not one to admit defeat, then.  Even better. “If you had damaged my property, I wouldn’t have asked them to stop,” Victor said, in his best charming voice.

No answer. Not that Victor expected pleading, based on what he’d learned in the past two months.
“I’ve watched you, how carefully you planned your little adventure. You’re smart and resourceful. Few of my acquaintance would have bidden their time, waiting for the right moment to strike.” Impressive.

The man dropped his gaze to the ground.

Oh, no. This wouldn’t do. Victor brought their gazes back together, forcing the man’s head up with a finger beneath his chin. “Always remember this: you did not steal my car. I allowed you to take it. Never again will you get a second chance from me.”

The hissed warning earned a shiver. “How did you find me? No one followed.”

Victor stood and nodded to Eduardo, who stalked to the car, bent down on one knee, and returned with a small device in his hand. “Why follow when you led us right to you?”

His quarry  didn’t need to know Victor had orchestrated this whole meeting by pretending to be a buyer. He’d suffered enough of a bruising to his ego already. Lucky. The young man had called himself Lucky.

He’d not been very lucky tonight.

Lucky groaned when he saw the tracker.

Still, as job interviews went, this had been one of the most successful.  “Don’t be disappointed, for I’m quite awed by your skill. Though you fancy yourself a pro, you’re no more than a novice. I can teach you. In time, you’ll be untouchable. Come to work for me.”

Silence, giving time for the condemned to weigh his options. “And if I say 
no?”
Victor chuckled, with less humor. He must keep up appearances for his men.  “Then, my young friend, no one will ever find your body.”

Victor reclaimed his elegant car with a smile his men wouldn’t understand. He’d opened the door to the last long notes of Pachelbel’s Canon.

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Saturday, February 2, 2019

New Arrivals at the Farm!

Yesterday Bear and I welcomed new additions to our farm: two Dwarf Nigerian kids, one male and the other female. And what beautiful coloring they have.

Boy

                                                                  Girl
Babies and Mama are doing great.

Saturday, January 19, 2019

When Faced With the Truth, or Farewell to Chocolate

Let's face it: I have allergies. Sniffling, sneezing, 24/7 allergies. Even though I take three allergy meds a day. If you've ever attended a convention with me, at some point you've likely heard the rapid-fire, machine-gun sneezes that some describe as sounding like a cat.

The record is 75 in five minutes. Yes, I was tired afterward.

For years I've dealt with it, but finally broke down and had a sensitivity test. I'd only recently discovered an allergy to pineapple, but I already knew of mango and celery.

The test told me things I should avoid, supplements to take, etcetera. Many will be easy, like caffeine, red meat and shellfish, since I've been vegetarian for 38 years and gave up caffeine 10 years ago (except for trace amounts). Lentils was as surprise, as was citrus fruits and spinach.

By far the most horrifying, the item that will prove to be the hardest to live without, is chocolate. I love a good dark chocolate, a cup of hot cocoa, chocolate chip cookies...

Sugar is also on the "avoid" list, as is milk. No more ice cream, unless I get the vegan kind. Bear said it seemed like this test left me with little to eat, but to be honest, when presented on a list, I'm giving up very few items as opposed to friends who have to watch every mouthful. Most of my allergens are environmental: mold, tree and grass pollen, dust. I live on a farm in the middle of nowhere, so no easy answer there. I'm also allergic to yellow dye, but not gluten.

I'm happily surprised that "pet dander" isn't on the list, as we have two cats, two (massive) dogs, goats, and a llama.

So, I get to keep the pets, but I have to give up all the rich creamer I love in my morning coffee.

And chocolate! Baw!!!




Saturday, January 12, 2019

It Takes a Village to Raise... Suspicion

As the old saying goes, "It takes a village to raise a child." So, too, a successful novel, like my latest installment in the Diversion series: Suspicion. While I have millions of ideas I pour into my books, the first draft is a far cry from what the reader sees. A. Far. Cry.

Even the third or fourth draft is a jumbled mass of thoughts, not necessarily coherent, or understandable to anyone save the author.

Enter my crit partners. The partners who've been with me for a long time and whose words and opinions I've come to heed, are as follows:

Feliz Faber - Not only is she invested in the Diversion series, she helps me insure I write with international readers in mind. Let's face it folks, not all my Southernisms are understandable to someone living outside the Southern US.

T.D. O'Malley - She makes sure my characters are likable and relatable and that my situations and plots are believable.

Z. Allora - She wants the feels and the love story, and only accepts happy endings. If my story turns too dark, she'll let me know in a flat minute.

D.H. Starr- Doug asks, "Why is this here? What purpose does this scene have?" He's also one of the most romantic writers I know. Holding hands on the Brooklyn bridge at sunset? Yeah, that's him. I wind up cutting a lot of unnecessary words after he's seen my manuscript, and amping up the romance factor.

P.D. Singer - She also will question if something doesn't seem plausible. She's the technical genius who formats Rocky Ridge Books' work, and understands what will and what won't hold up to formatting. Truth be told, I owe her my writing career, for it's she who first suggested I write a book in the first place, and has been with me on every single step of this journey. She also has an incredible knack for stringing together words in such lovely ways. If you need proof, read her latest, Concierge Service.

Here I am, twenty novels after she challenged me to write...

Not only are they the folks I count on to make my writing the best it can be, they're also dear friends. We met online, bonding over our love of the genre. Two years ago today, three of them were part of my wedding, two flying here to share my special day.

All of them will call me out on autonomous body parts, telling instead of showing, and overused words. Without them, Suspicion wouldn't be half the book it is.

And I do the same for them....

Those who don't participate in the actual writing process play a role in make a book a success also. The folks who've written, asking me to please continue Bo and Lucky's story, or telling me how much a book meant to them. Yes, writers need encouragement.

I've even received requests, such as, "I wanna see Victor again!" Someone has even suggested writing a story for Loretta Johnson.

Then there's those who read the book, like it, and talk it up to their friends, in conversation, on their blogs, or on social media. Word of mouth is still the most effective advertising.

There's the faithful readers who keep coming back for each installment, wanting to continue the journey of Bo and Lucky's relationship.

So, a heartfelt thankful thanks to all of you who've supported the Diversion series and other of my works.

I couldn't do it without you.

Monday, January 7, 2019

New Release - Suspicion (Diversion 7)

At long last Suspicion is now available at your favorite e-tailers.



Lucky “Simon Harrison” Lucklighter left behind his criminal past to become one of the best agents in the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau. He’s found a committed partner in fellow agent Bo Schollenberger and built a life. 

Now, enemies within the SNB and a friend’s betrayal leave him nowhere to turn—not even to his mentor. 

His boss’s life, the future of the SNB, and Lucky’s career depend on him. With the help of his lover, an old enemy turned ally, and a man Lucky thought he’d seen the last of, he must stand and fight for what he believes in. 

Even if he has to step outside the law. 


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Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Looking Back on Ten Years of Writing....

Once upon a time I loved books. Don't get me wrong, I still do. Very much. Books are an essential part of my life. But I was someone who loved books and spent a lot of time, consciously or not, making up stories and "what ifs" in my head.

"Where does that road go?" or "Those two people holding hands. How'd they meet?" I even researched, finding topics that interested me and striving to learn all I could to the point of a friend calling these information gathering jaunts my "latest obsession." Yes, I heard those words in Dr. Frank-N-Furter's voice.

Anyway, while surrounding myself with books, I thought of writing my own. The people in my life at the time, who should have been supportive, laughed and told me I couldn't write because I wasn't smart enough, didn't hold a college degree, ecetera, ecetera. Trusting soul that I was, I believed them.

I made up stories for my children, some that are soon to see the light of day as kids' books, but otherwise I kept the stories in my head to myself.

Until...

The road to my writing destiny led me to a fanfiction site, and when I praised the work of a few of the authors, one asked why I didn't write. I explained that I was a reader, not a writer.

Then...

I started writing, dabbling on the site a bit. Due to my desire to help others, the administrators asked if I'd like to help moderate the site. I also became a beta reader and crit partner to the masses.

One of those administrators became the best friend I could ever hope to have. She told me the story of the lodgepole pine. The cones are sealed with resin. The only way to release the seeds is to apply heat. I mean serious heat. As in forest fires. Now, forest fires are deadly and destructive, but without them, there would be no new lodgepole pines. The newly released seeds quickly take root and repopulate burned areas. She even gave me a sprig of lodgepole pine dipped in silver, that became a symbol of some trying times.

You see, my life burned to the ground, leaving me shaking and crying, wondering what happened,  how I'd ever move forward--or if I even could. I've lived a lot of years and those were the darkest days of my life.

This same friend urged me to write, to get all those negative feelings out. I didn't so much write The Telling as cut myself open and bleed on the pages. Every self-doubt, every fear, every insecurity is in that book for all to see. I poured all my flaws into the characters, and each character but one is my attempt to evaluate where I've been and how to move forward.

A strange thing happened. As I wrote these imperfect characters, they began to show strengths, and I came to realize that, like the flaws, those were mine too. I learned to live again through the writing of that book.

Folks said to me of that time, "You always land on your feet." They couldn't be farther from the truth. But I've discovered that, no matter how far or fast you fall, if you get up quick enough only you'll know the true extent.

The Telling was too personal to sell. I published it chapter by chapter on different websites, and when I finally put it on Amazon, I tried to mark it free but for some reason they never did. Right now it makes .99 cents per copy, and I give the proceeds to PFLAG.

Anyway, I said all those characters were me but one: Jay. He was the steadfast person I wanted to be, who always knew what to do or say in any situation, the rock other people could always depend upon, and confident in himself. I was surprised when a reviewer called him "too perfect." However, they were right. I'd set unattainable goals for myself.

Still, like young pine trees, I thrived. One book turned into two, then three and four...

My work has won Rainbow Awards, and was a finalist in the 2012 Lambda Awards. Most importantly, I met people through The Telling, wonderful people, people who are fast friends to this day. I've chatted online with folks who said the story touched them, gave them hope...

I can't ask for a more important calling in life than to give other people hope.

It's been ten years since I wrote about that young soldier returning home, wounded and keeping secrets, and on January 5 I'll release my 20th novel, Suspicion (Diversion Book 7).  I'm no longer surrounded by negative people and I'm content. I've even had the great privilege of helping others obtain their writing dreams.

So to all of you out there who've been told you can't do or be what you want to, simply say, "Watch me."