The
deal with all those books I’ve read this week
Sunday 28 February 2016
Saturday 27 February 2016
Thursday 25 February 2016
Flashback Thursday
While I try and figure out
what I want to do for this day instead of talking about myself I thought I’d
share an unedited excerpt of a book I thought, at one time, I wanted to write. Hell,
maybe I still want to write it, however I do believe it might be a little to cutesy
for my reputation – see me kid, lol.
Anyway, if the story comes
back I’ll finish it, as it stands it’s a cool idea but I’ve never gotten past
what I’m about to show you. so enjoy
Straight With A Gay Kink
“Holly fuck, man, can you
two take your lovey dovey shit elsewhere.”
“Jealous?” Cater shot back,
his tone, and attitude that of someone who was pissed and lashing back.
“God no. I, unlike you two
it would seem, have these brilliant things called balls. But more so I know
what they’re made for, and being a cute lesbian couple ain’t that.”
“Fuck you Dave,” Cater
again, this time his hip cock into his arm, as he fully faced his lovers best
mate.
“Classy,” he smiled back.
Fuck, it was easy. Easy to get Cater all worked up. Easy to deflect words that
were so turn it hurt Dave’s inside.
Yeah, he was jealous. Not of
the lovey crap his best mate and his lover were into, really, that was to
chocolaty sweet it gave anyone within a mile of them a toothache. But the love.
God those two were in love. The type of love that couldn’t be broken, kinda
love. Now, that, defiantly something he wanted for himself. But, hell if he was
going to give Cater the pleasure of ever knowing that. Especially not in this
type of situation.
Jack laughed, wrapping his
arms around Cater’s waist and pulling the man towards him. Legs bracket hips,
chest met back. chin on shoulder, it was almost as cute as the noise rubbing
they’d been giving each other before, but at least this time there was an
actual world outside the two of them.
“I always am,” Cater snapped
back at Dave, though the words were dulled slightly from the fact that he just
couldn’t keep that type of hot air when Jack held onto him. it made there
domestics interesting, if you wanted a free show. Not that Jack practically
wanted to see his friends junk used that way, but too drunk to move was the
only reason he didn’t get off the lounge as soon as the first insult came out
of Caters mouth.
“Leave him be,” Jack stage
whispered to Cater, “He’s never been in love.”
Cater’s head tilted slightly
to the side, and he was lost again, floating in a sea by himself, for all those
knew.
“That’s kinda sad.”
And it just got better, he
was now being spoken about, while sitting right here, as well as adding to
their fucking scene. Yeah, him.
More importantly who was
Jack to say he’d never been in love. Dave had been madly in love with someone.
He still was, though he was slowly getting over the infatuation—at least that’s
what he said, but still, here he was, hanging with couples because they were
drinking in a pub he worked at.
“So, whose torch you
holding?” Rabbit said on the other side of the bar. Dave blinked he hadn’t
realised he’d gotten up and walked away from the scene he started.
“Huh?”
“Yeah, which of those to you
want for yourself?”
Huh? That didn’t even make
sense.
“Come on, you’re hear every
time they are, causing trouble.”
Dave smiled over at Rabbit,
“Nah, it’s just fuck riling Cater up, and I’ve already seen both there arses,
didn’t care for either.”
“What?”
“I live with Jack.” Which
should answer any question, but from the look on Rabbit’s face, it hadn’t. “I
was to drunk one night to go to my room when they started bitching at each
other. Ended up getting the whole show.”
“Ah…. I wouldn’t think Jack
would look all that bad under his attire.”
What?! Dave wasn’t sure what
of that comment supposed him the most. Rabbit, the male of all males
complimenting another dude, or that he had used such an old arsed word. But
worse was the red that started burning in his stomach at the fact that the man
Rabbit was complimenting wasn’t him.
“Attire?”
Rabbit blushed slightly,
“It’s an appropriate word.”
“Yeah, in a knitting club,
maybe. In the fifties.”
Other titles in this series
are:
·
Just The Best Man
·
His Straight Boyfriend
·
Bastards and Betrayers
·
Loving Them Lady
Wednesday 24 February 2016
Tuesday 23 February 2016
Bear With My A Moment
Its looking like I’m going
to need more time. To be honest whoever thought I’d actually make 60K in a
month clearly doesn’t know my time lines.
For those of you who don’t I’m
a slow writer.
Anyway, I’m at depression
stage of the book, about halfway though and I say that way because I’m
re-writing and though I’ve allowed myself some leeway I’m stay to the paper I’m
writing it off. In second drafts, after April’s read it, I’ll go in and make it
better better.
Right now, I’m mostly just
bring the characters or at least Michaela’s to life where she was a little
flat, and I’m world building. However I’m kinda reading it for the first time
since writing it, while I’m re-writing and so I don’t want to lose what I’ve
got, plot wise, by going too far off stript. It has meant that scenes have been
cut and other had had 1K more added to them.
Anyway, you want to learn
more, click over to McGee’s blog
I’m going to start a new
think of Thursday because honestly I can’t talk about myself that much. Yeah I
made it a month. I’m hoping to write things about my characters, if you want something
speak up, if not April or Tracy will probably come up with what I could do.
really I’ very unimaginable
So this is it for me for the
week, what you guys been up to?
Sunday 21 February 2016
Saturday 20 February 2016
Friday 19 February 2016
Release Day: The Way Life Turns
The Way Life Turns by April
Kelley & Bronwyn Heeley
A BonyDee Press Challenge
Cover Art: BonyDee Design
Publishing 19th of February
2016
Heat: 4 ǀ words: 20,133
Contemporary Romance
What happens when two men are in very different places in their
relationship?
Almost from the start of
their relationship, Jonah was in love with Scott. Scott doesn’t share that same
sentiment. Jonah finds out exact how Scott feels about him the hard way, when
he sees Scott in a compromising position with someone else. How they react
becomes the challenge two authors have set out to solve. Will there be
forgiveness or misery as Jonah reacts to what Scott has done?
LINKS
Amazon
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STORY 1
Jonah narrowed his eyes at
Scott. “But that’s not true.”
“Yes, it is.”
“No. It’s not. If you’re
fucking Hank, that’s not exclusive.”
“But I’m not fucking anyone,
including you,” Scott said into this ear. “I’d like to be though.”
“Oh really. Would you like
me in the same position Hank was in? He was on all fours, right? Doggy-style,
if I remember correctly.”
“Stop it, baby. Stop
thinking about it.”
Jonah took a step away. He
looked at Scott then and couldn’t keep the emotion at bay any longer. He had
been doing so well up until now. “How?”
STORY 2
“You are the best.” Jonah
slammed his glass on the bar bench, his elbow missing the top and making him
nearly lose his seat.
“And you’re wasted,” the
bartender chuckled.
“I’m not!”
The bartender out right
laughed as he wiped down the bar Jonah had spilled his beer all over it.
“Ok,” he allowed. “I might
be a little tipsy.”
“Yeah, and I may be standing
on the roof.”
“You’re doing an awesome job
then from way up there.”
“Why thank you. Oh, looks
like your boy just got here.”
“Huh.” Jonah turned on the
stool, slipping slightly, but allowing a flying hand to catch him before he
fell. He was smiling at his effort, sure no one saw his slip in that way most
drunks were always overly confident.
Thursday 18 February 2016
52 Weeks of Acknowledging Me
This is another one of those
stories that I’ve spoken about before. So feel free to skip this weeks if
you’ve heard about this.
Twilight, Why I’ll Always Love It
Is started reading, like
really reading, late in my life, and I say that as I’m quite young, and I
didn’t start until my daughter was about to be born. I believe it was late 2007
or 2008. I was around 22. I started with Harry Potter and read a few things
before hitting Twilight.
I want to say that the idea of
writing came in once I started writing, the thought, the characters, the plot
went in and out of my head, however I never thought it was something I’d be
able to do, that I could do it.
Then I started Twilight. And
…. Bang. It wasn’t great writing, it was a little “I want to be seen as smart”
but the fact that I had to pick up a fucking dictionary to understand a huge
chunks of what was being said, it made me think that.
I remember the moment I
thought to myself “I could do this” I believe I hadn’t even gotten to chapter 2
yet, and the books gave me the push.
It was also a huge flavour of
my first series. One that was never published. I re-read it a few months back
and shook my head at myself because you can’t read it and not see twilight.
Which is okay and also show that if I want to use the idea, the plot I’d have
to start from scratch. But here’s the thing most people won’t tell you. You
start your writing career by writing other people’s books. But copying your
favourite authors and then you start to shift, start to stand on your own feet
and become you. You get your own style or writing and you forget that you use
to write like these other authors.
My first series is awesome and
might get re-written on of these days, but honestly it’s not the point. That
series isn’t the point. The point is that reading Twilight, in all it’s over
drama and I was able to pick up and pen and paper (which is what I had to use
back then) and started writing my first story. This story was torn apart and
written in two different ways and I love both of them, I think they are great
ideas, only until recently I’ve never quite gone back to full YA. I’m looking
forward to it.
I’m proud of how far I came
from starting out, that day I read Twilight, which I swear was my 3rd of 4th
series I started reading. And started writing it out. Started becoming what I
am today.
Not a long one this week but
full of meaning in my life. I am grateful I read it in a time I was already
contemplating writing and that it pushed me into it. Allowed me to see that I could do it, which is great because I
can.
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