Monday 30 September 2013

I think I need a Christmas Story

It seems, it’s come that time of year when people are starting to talk Christmas. Or at least that’s where their heads at. Christmas. Need to get this up and read so that we can get it out by Christmas.

Which got me thinking; how can you get yourself writing something you’re not in the mood for.

This is a two point answer that I’ll try my best to keep straight but may do so badly.

The thing is, you see, I don’t know.
I’m too new to all this to have any answers for anything.                                                           
I’m to fucked in the head at the moment to write anything this year (it seems) though I’m more than sure I’ve written the most since I first decided that I wanted to be an author.

Saturday 28 September 2013

Story Corner #33

This posting is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY.
It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers.

These are parts of stories that are still being written. And therefore haven’t had a BETA read, let alone a editing from me.

Friday 27 September 2013

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I don’t mind being your beard… as long as you’ll let me watch

Thursday 26 September 2013

Hadn’t the Pleasure # 71

The books that have been collecting dust for so long they have become stained from it

 

Matt and Shane both have secrets. Matt never believed he was anything but straight, yet he’s increasingly attracted to his best friend. Shane is comfortable with being gay, but when he discovers he’s part werewolf, he hides that part of himself, fearing Matt’s reaction. Suffocated by his uptight parents and conservative hometown, Shane begs Matt to run away with him.

But starting over doesn’t help. Matt still denies his desires, and Shane abuses alcohol to dampen his wolfish urges. When Matt breaks down and kisses Shane, the pent-up passion proves too much for Shane’s self-control, and his wolf gets free. Horrified, Shane flees—into deeper trouble. Before they can hope to accept each other, Shane and Matt must accept themselves

 
Denying Yourself by Silvia Violet
First published 15 May 2013 by Dreamspinner Press
iBook, 170 pages
Paranormal Romance 

The first time I let myself hope Matt was interested in me as more than a friend was his eighteenth birthday. We’d been friends for almost a year by that time.

Wednesday 25 September 2013

I hoped I Wouldn’t Need to Post This

I’m at my wits ends, but at least I understand what’s gotten me here.

But first, I’ve decided that my Pimping a Professional was shit, well, maybe it wasn’t but I wasn’t giving myself time to really go into it like I wanted to.
Hell, I didn’t want them to be a goodreads link up of the books that they wrote with links to their web lives.
I actually wanted to talk about them as writers, what they write, and what I believe are reasons that you should read them if you hadn’t already.
More like the first one, I wrote up. But as time went on, I lost—no, it wasn’t lost, that need is still there, but time swept away. Or I just couldn’t be bothered.
So, sorry if you liked them, but they were new, you won’t lose anything by my stopping them, or slowing them down. I like the idea, I just really need to have time to do them, so there’s on pause as I work them out and make the idea, the promise, a reality.

Now, back to the top
My head is stilled. The need, the drive to write is there, but no one’s talking to me. No one wants to come out a play.
This is because I’m waiting on my beta to get back with my short story I wrote last week. She’s still got Uni to deal with, which ends in October, so she’s got her last assignments of the year to get through, which I understand, but it means I have to wait, and ‘cause of this my head has decided to take a break.
Though it always has a day or two after I finish writing something, like the characters are getting put to rest before the next come up and take over my life.

But I want to write. I want to sit at my computer and write out stories that I have. I want to be able to do that. Instead of being trapped in manga and unable to free myself because, there isn’t anything to save me. There isn’t anything to drag me away from those wonderful worlds and dump me into my own.
Though it’s a bit harder when I can’t imagine my own are as good as what I’m reading now.

Anyway, kids are beating each other up. Like they think they’re going to be the last one to throw the punch. I keep telling them it won’t work, but no, there kids, and even if they were teenagers, it’s not like they’d believe I understood what the fuck I’m talking ‘bout. No, not me the eldest of three with four years splitting me and the youngest.
Nah, wouldn’t know anything about annoying siblings.

Well, till next time.

Tuesday 24 September 2013

Stuck in Your Head # 66

I’m going to give you the line from the books I’ve read that make my mind crave the rest like chocolate & Coke.


“He is adorable,” Chad agreed, grinning as he studied the pooch attached to some monstrous paws. He settled the puppy on his lap. “You did see these, right?” [..]
“Yep, because she needs a strong protect.” […] “Do you not want him?” Sonny brought Annalee to his chest, his expression closing down, hesitant, Chad debated, but he knew he couldn’t say “No” to Sonny. It was pretty clear he wanted the not-so-little hairball on his lap, or he wouldn’t have even brought it home […]
“What do you think of ‘Hercules’?”
page 101, iBoook

The Good Life by Diana DeRicci
First Published 15th June 2012 by MLR Press
Contemporary Romance

Chad Rarig and Sonny Phillips have been friends since skinned knees and after school homework. Life is pretty normal, if a bit bland for Chad, until he recieves a phone call that changes the rest of his entire life. With Sonny's strong shoulder in friendship and his mother's support, he cautiously embraces his fate, one that includes binkies and an utter loss of sleep.

Sonny offers a chance to let Chad settle into this new wilderness of parenthood, sharing his home with his best friend. Only he definitely hadn't anticipated having to deal with an attraction that left him panting and hungry as a starving man for his best friend. His gay best friend who thinks Sonny is straight, because he's never told him the full truth to preserve their friendship above all else. 

Can Chad come to terms with all the challenges of fatherhood and still keep Sonny's friendship? Will either be willing to take the risk to cross that line from friendship to something more?

Monday 23 September 2013

This Was Gonna Be Something Else

This is my third attempt at an interesting post for the week.
Yeah, third.
At this point, I would have normally given up. Let it go. Who really cares?
But I’m trying to turn a new leaf here, and so something has to be said.

My first attempt was about me, about why I came to be writing gay romance.
It went on about how all the series that I was writing before I tumbled into reading the genre had the potential at male male sex.
It’s all true, and worse I didn’t even know that I was doing it.
A lot of them were just a group of males, one female. And one, actually had a threesome that was known and heading that way well before the first paragraph hit the page.

When I had gotten to the romance part—yeah, people, all but one of the above was through my YA saga. I had one big series that I loved—love, I’m hoping at some point to get back to it, but there are some heavy heterosexual sex, and I’m a little squeamish about woman’s parts (jokes, people, jokes) but all jokes aside, I’m not great at writing sex with females involved.
Anywho, that series, not a lot of male female sex going on through that series, and two of them the male part wasn’t completely off the LGBT hit list.

And what I just wrote up was a whole posting.

The second shot was about the authors that influenced me with writing, but I honestly don’t really know that any did. Yeah, I learnt from authors, and I had ideas from them. it’s even safe to say that I could have some, but a lot of the time when people talk about influences, they’ve been listening, reading, looking at them for their whole life.

I didn’t have that. I didn’t start reading until I was 22yrs old.
That was a whole posting too.

You see, my mind—no, maybe the mind of an author?—I’m really not sure, but my mind has always had that part that’s in another world. It’s always had those moments that made me need to lock myself in a room and let the crazy out.
I think it’s the reason that I could play make believe as long as I did.
That once I got a little too old to play Barbies with my friends, I played them with my sister, or by myself.
I have pic’s of the catwalks I created using wrapping paper as my clothing.
There is film of me singing gibberish (though I was a lot younger than the top one. it really didn’t take me all that long to realises what needs to be behind closed doors and what could be shared)

I know this isn’t really anything that I wanted to say. And yet, it’s everything that I did. Only tampered down to a reasonable and maybe better way of saying it.

Huh.
Till next time…

Saturday 21 September 2013

Memoirs of this Delusional Writer #32

Starting paragraph
It’s funny how when people think about their lives. Think about the pain and the pleasure. The memories that stick are always the same thing.
That first moment when you see your soul mate.
My Kevin, starting line

Friday 20 September 2013

so... yeah!

over here in Australia it's school holidays. which means two wonderful weeks of both my children in my house 24/7. Worse, the Defacto is starting a new job and will be taking the car every day until he gets himself a new car. so unless I want to get up and take him to work for 7am then I'm losing the car for the holidays.
I really hope it rains.
 
so, on this note, I going to say that this is not going to be the best time for me. it could really go one of two ways.
 
1) I'll write a full novel book threw the two weeks, or a couple of novella. as I pull out my hair and scream abuse at my children because they wont stop bitching at me for not giving them a exact time that they will get to play the PS3 or any of the other electronical items they have in the house to play, while telling my they don't
 
2) I wont be able to write shit, and still want to kill them for the same reason or another
 
side note: I'm an author, obviously I would never actually put my children in harms way, I'll just have a very graphic short story series, of a serial killer mother whose first act would be the bloody slaughter of her naughty children who just doesn't understand that mum's yelling for a reason and that's 'cause your being a bitch and really need to stop now before she locks you outside and conveniently losses her hearing.
 
nah, I love my kids and can't wait for them to be trapped inside for two weeks. especially since there both to young to have friends they could go and spend the day with without me actually having to do much but dump them at a train station/shops.
 
man I can't wait for that day to come *sigh*
so... let's all of us have some fun

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Do as I say, not as I do.

Thursday 19 September 2013

Not Sure I Should Be Bothering

It’s not in my nature to ramble—hehe, I made a funny. And it wasn’t funny at all, but at the moment I’m in a mood that’s probably not the best for me to be writing something in.

Though, I’m not really smart enough to be funny—or is that I’m not smart enough for sarcasm, which says a lot since I can do it, it’s just my family, hella better.

Hadn’t the Pleasure #70

The books that have been collecting dust for so long they have become stained from it

 
When Ryan Ortiz decides to go direct to LA to fight for a second chance with his lover Nathan Richardson he is caught up in the biggest earthquake to hit the city since records began.

LA is destroyed, burning, people homeless, and fires are ignited high in the LA hills above Nathan's apartment. Nathan is trapped and Ryan is his only hope.

It is a race against time and the powerful all-consuming destruction of nature for Ryan to find Nathan, trapped in the ruins of his home in the hills, and to get both of them to help before the fire reaches them.

 
All the King’s Men by RJ Scott
First published 25th October 2011 by Silver Publishing
Second edition 31st May 2013 by Love Lane Books
iBook, 137 pages
Contemporary Romance

I’m coming to you… Early morning flight to LAX… I don’t want to play phone tag anymore… I just want to see you face to face and talk… I miss you, Nate… I’m sorry… I love you.

(Annoyingly, it took me 16 pages to flip through to get to the first page)

Wednesday 18 September 2013

Pimping a Professional #5

This is fully and completely my own work.
I have not been asked by anyone to put in or say anything in this posting
All quote & pics come from author website and/or goodreads
Introducing
Sara Alva

Tuesday 17 September 2013

Stuck in Your Head # 65

I’m going to give you the line from the books I’ve read that make my mind crave the rest like chocolate & Coke.


“Don’t I get to—” say goodbye? Cameron wanted to say. He wanted to stop them, to grab back the lead. Deefur wasn’t their dog yet, and as the owner he had rights—surely— […] “Wait—no—” Cameron said, standing and taking a single step towards his dog, “I didn’t reject him—I can’t—it isn’t as simple as it seems—please—”
page 22, iBook

Deefue Dog by RJ Scott
First Published 18 June 2011 by Silver Publishing*
Second pub 6 June 2013 by Love Lane Books
Contemporary Romance

For over a year, widowed Cameron Jackson has tried to juggle his business with childcare for his two year old daughter ...all while living with Deefur, a Great Dane who believes he rules the house.

Nannies last a day, some don't even make it through the front door if the self-proclaimed ruler doesn't approve. Something has to give. Enter Jason Everson, nanny, teacher in training, apparent dog whisperer, and the only man who seems to make it past the initial scrutiny of the king. Can Jason help Cam put his house in order and help to heal his heart?

Monday 16 September 2013

It’s All Good, I figured it Out

On Friday, I did a post because I was having trouble thinking. My head was a mess, and that post would have been a shit load worse if it wasn’t for the fact that I wrote the bottom half a few days before it, but as you can tell, maybe, it would have been shit anyway. But I didn’t bother re-reading it before it went up like I probably should have.

Saturday 14 September 2013

Adults Corner #32

This posting is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY.
It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers.

These are parts of stories that are still being written. And therefore haven’t had a BETA read, let alone a editing from me.

Friday 13 September 2013

What Mrs McGee Thought

I’m having trouble thinking at the moment, and it’s not just when it comes to writing books, it’s not even when it comes to post. I’m honestly just having a shit of a time at the moment. my heads all rambled, but I can’t get anything out.
So I’ve had enough, for the weekend I’m having a pause.

This is for writing, for blogging (though you will still have the rest of the week, since it’s my off week and I’ve already put it up to be posted tomorrow, but in general, I’m pausing, taking a breath and seeing what the fucks happening.

Anyway, I was going to do this as one big posting when she finishes reading all five books I’ve done so far in this series, but since I feel the need to post, but don’t have that great a topic, I’ll, well, do this one now.

This is was my BETA reader Mrs McGee thought, or at least what she told me, and what I can remember.

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There’s no such thing as truth on the internet

Thursday 12 September 2013

Hadn’t the Pleasure # 69

The books that have been collecting dust for so long they have become stained from it

 
The sight of the red door saves Colin Baxter in his dream, but very quickly a man appears and the dream becomes a thing of raw sexual need with a person Colin can’t identify. He just knows the man needs him, and Colin aches to find and heal his lover…even if the man doesn’t really exist.

Marek Donovan just wants to be left alone to lick his wounds and recover from a terrible loss. The rundown house in Fiji suits his minimal needs just fine. He doesn’t want to face the world again, and on a small, secluded island figures he’s safe from everyone and everything. Particularly guilt from his past.

Dreams of this nameless man and his house plague Colin for two years, but he’s come to care about his phantom lover so deeply he doesn’t want them to end. Then Colin visits Fiji and comes face-to-face with the house from his visions, prompting him to believe these dreams just might be his destiny.

Colin knocks on the door, determined to find answers. What he finds is a man he already knows.


Dreaming in Color by Cameron Dane
First published 14th July 2009 by Losoe Id
iBook, 243 pages
Contemporary ‘fantasy’ Romance  

Oh God, I’m drowning.
The swirling tentacles of the undertow wrapped themselves around Colin Baxter’s legs and tangled, trying to pull him under the raging waves of water. Surrounded by a sea of moonlit sapphire blue, Colin fought to stay about the tide.

Wednesday 11 September 2013

I honestly don’t understand

I just read a post by Ryan Field about a man of Asian descent getting crap for writing a novel about African American (I think, sorry it was this morning, and it’s stuck with me, but I could be wrong) in Mississippi and apparently a review site (more than one?) was going on about him not being able to write this because he isn’t black? white? from there?
I just don’t get what the problem is, but then again, I never have understood what the problem is, and it’s become something that’s starting to eat at my confidence.
Can I write about gay men without ever before seeing the shit that they cope?

Pimping a Professional #4

This is fully and completely my own work.
I have not been asked by anyone to put in or say anything in this posting
All quote & pics come from author website and/or goodreads

Bang, Clash, Roar…
Z. Allora

she’s a rocker, at the moment, most known (to me) for her Dark Angel series which was really cool, very much like a story should go, especially when you’re talking about something like music.

Tuesday 10 September 2013

Stuck in Your Head # 64

I’m going to give you the line from the books I’ve read that make my mind crave the rest like chocolate & Coke.

I’m using this line because as I read it I felt a little twinge.
Is it bad that I live by this philosophy?


Plus, as his old master used to say, it’s just death, why fear it? It will be over before you know it.
page 64, iBook


The Omega and the Assassin by Stephani Hecht
(Wayne's Country Wolves #7)
First Published September 2013 by eXtasybooks
Paranormal Romance


Simon may be the best tracker out there, but somebody else is on his trail, and if he doesn’t watch it, they may just catch him and not release him.

 Raised to never trust any other shifters outside his inner circles, the last thing Simon wants to do is to work with a Wolf, much less an Omega.

 Finn doesn’t want to work with Simon any more than Simon wants to be with him. Not only does the assassin intimidate him, but Simon is nothing more than a jerk. But, despite all that, Finn finds himself growing attracted to Simon, which is crazy because he hates Simon.

 Will Finn and Simon be able to put their differences aside to give love a chance?

Series includes

Ervin’s Dilemma, Run, Alger, Run, The Odds Maker, Braxton’s Salvation, Justice’s Little Nibbler, The Angry Dove and the Assassin, The Leopard who Changed his Spots

Monday 9 September 2013

Seeking aThought

Stuck again.
It’s actually a lot harder to write these things than I ever thought it would be. Mostly ‘cause I can talk so much it isn’t annoying.

The thing is that I don’t have anything important to say.
But then again, this is the internet, who’s to say what’s interesting, and to whom.

Saturday 7 September 2013

Memoirs of this Delusional Writer #31

Starting paragraph
“What?” Brad sat up a little straighter looking around for what his boss was bitching about this time.
“You, idiot, your grinning like a fool.”
A Werewolf’s Howl (MW#5) page 45

Friday 6 September 2013

Just Give Me a Minute


I really wish I thought better of myself. It’s not that I don’t whisper sweet nothings to myself ever morning since I was 13. I’ve had to or I’d have ended up in little bits at the bottom of The Cliff.
Which for your information would have been a beautiful place to die. And not where most people chose to jump (we have about ten, being as the Blue Mountains is set up along an tourist wet dream it’s a beauty to drive up, it’s a beaut when you get out of the car.

Not the point.
I have pretty good thoughts on myself. But better, only my own thoughts can make me tremble.

Thursday 5 September 2013

Hadn’t the Pleasure # 68

The books that have been collecting dust for so long they have become stained from it

 

Tate Walker's past is too painful to just disappear, even if his dream boy, Brian Cooper, is there to hold his hand. Brian does his best, but Talker-always good at avoiding his own pain-is having a hard time facing the truth about what happened when he trusted the wrong man at the wrong time. When that truth resurfaces and lands Brian in the hospital, Talker is forced to make a choice. He can either confront every demon in his fragile, bleeding heart, or he can let Brian take the heat for him, just like he has from the beginning. But even Talker knows you don't leave your dream boy alone and undefended when he just saved your life, and he'll have to find the strength to take care of Brian when Brian needs him the most.


Talker’s Redemption by Amy Lane
(Talker #2)
 First published 19th January 2011 by Dreamspinner Press
iBook,83 pages
Contemporary Romance

The school shrink that Brain dragged Tate to see was really a nice man. Fifty-ish greying, paunchy, with a balding head and a ponytail, Dr. Sutherland looked like he’d smoked plenty of weed in his misspent youth, and kept that happy, jovial buzz for the last thirty years.

Series includes

Talker & Talker’s Graduation

Wednesday 4 September 2013

Pimping a Professional #3

Drum roll please…
Diane Adams
Because the love is real

Diane, to me, will always be known for her Making of the Man series.
Which is a beautiful series about a young man coming together and falling in love with a teenager.
It’s beautiful, whole and the characters just fill your heart. It’s a series that I believe you should read if you haven’t.

Tuesday 3 September 2013

Stuck in Your Head # 63

I’m going to give you the line from the books I’ve read that make my mind crave the rest like chocolate & Coke.




“Guys your age are all the same, you get laid one time and it’s all full steam ahead—and never in the right direction.”

page 45 iBook

Handcuffs and Trouble by Kim Dare
(Rawlings Men #4)
First Published 17th November 2010 by Resplendence Publishing
Contemporary BDSM Romance

As the newest constable in the station, Trent Rawlings isn’t entirely surprised to find himself being hazed by the other cops. Determined not to make any more of a fool of himself than is absolutely necessary, he’s merely biding his time and going through the motions until he gets to the punch line. It has to be a hazing. If it’s not, he’s in real trouble.

Kieran Osmond doesn’t know what the hell the little fool thinks he’s doing, stumbling into the middle of an undercover operation. All Kieran knows is that he has to rescue the younger man before he gets them both killed. Luckily for them both, Trent seems to be good at obeying orders and following a more dominant man’s lead. He may even be too good at it for Kieran’s peace of mind.

Maybe Trent isn’t the only man who’s in trouble

Series include


Handcuffs and Leather, Handcuffs and Glory Holes, Handcuffs and Headlocks, Handcuffs and Spreader Bars, Handcuffs and Ball Gags, Handcuffs and Megabytes, Handcuffs and Pretty Things

Monday 2 September 2013

Ah... hello

Ah. hi, this is me blogging

The sad thing is that I’ve tried to think, and write several things for this posting and everything just ended up a jumbled rambling that eventually didn’t make any fucking sense.
Sucks for me, ‘cause it’s what always happens, which is why I end up flacking out, and reverting to what I know.

So…
I watched Spartacus: War of the Damned over the weekend.
It was as good as I knew it was gonna be, especially when I spend a lot of time on tumblr and have pretty much watched all the good points. But it was nice as hell to have the running story.

You see, I loved the first series (Sand and Blood, I haven’t seen Gods of the Arena), it was great, a start that captivated, and had you wanting more. Knowing more.
Really, I fell in love with them all, which is the point of series, isn’t it.

Vengeance was about growth, and it throws in the Nagron, which are an awesome couple. Along with great fight scenes that had me cringing. But, all in all I liked this one more for character development, rather than series plot

War of the Damn I enjoyed more as plot, the fight scene became vague for the most part, because there was just so many, or the time line, the battle line went through distance that needed to be portrayed.
The development of the people seemed so wishy woshy, going backwards and forwards, and yet it made such perfect sense.
But what I’m really saying is that even though Tiberius annoyed me, which was his point, I liked the whole series better. The plot line better than the first second one.
Not that I didn’t for the second one, only I found the rebels side much more interesting then the Romans

Second thing: it’s Father’s Day in Australia was on Sunday, I know I’m a day late, but if there are any dad’s reading this, Happy Your Day—you know, if your Australian.

Yeah, see, um… yeah, okay that’s it.
Thanks for your—shit, see, it’s like habit for my fingers.
Bronwyn