Author Spotlight ~ L.J. Harris

A warm welcome to today’s Spotlight Author, L.J. Harris.

Thank you for joining us and sharing more about yourself.

LJ HARRIS

 

Introduce yourself and your writing

Hi! I’m L.J. Harris, and I’m an introvert as well as a mother and an author. I’d rather stay at home than go to parties, and prefer my own company when given the opportunity to be alone (PS that never happens)

How long have you been writing for, and what inspired you to start writing?

I’ve been writing for around 10 years, starting with small poems for family, and I haven’t looked back since.

Tell us about your forthcoming release. What inspired you to write it?

After the release of a few shorter anthology stories (Heart of Glass and Just Like Pulling Teeth) I decided to dive right into my first novel. I liked the idea of a romance between two people from different worlds, and that was when His Personal Assistant was born.

How did you decide on the title?

It was the same title I’d always intended to use – and throughout the entire time I’ve been working on it, I have never deviated from that. At first I thought the story would be a standalone, but then a few other characters decided they wanted their tales told as well, so there will be a second book.

Would you like to share a snippet? 

His Personal Assistant ~ Synopsis

Kade Hutchins is a man at a crossroads. At the tender age of twenty-one he has endured enough hardship to last a thousand lifetimes. With money tight and his career at a standstill, he’s running out of options, so he applies for a job that isn’t exactly in his field of expertise to make ends meet. The day he meets his new boss, Luke Preston is the day his fate is changed irrevocably.

Luke Preston is the kind of man others envy. Rich, successful, handsome, and unattached, his no-nonsense, take no prisoners attitude makes him one of the highest profile litigators in Manhattan. He also is a man with secrets. Secrets he wants to keep under wraps since tragedy shook his privileged existence to the core. That is, until Kade Hutchins, a man fifteen years his junior, steps foot into his office and into his life, turning it on its head forever.

Excerpt

“Thank God you’re here!”

“Um, what?” I muttered.

“Please tell me you’re Kade Hutchins.” Her tone sounded desperate.

“Oh. Yes, I am,” I answered with a tiny bit of reluctance.

She held out her hand and I took it in mine, her firm grip taking me by surprise. “You have no idea how relieved I am to see you.”

“Uh, thanks?” I answered, and she gave me a warm smile that made her round, hazel eyes sparkle. I couldn’t help but grin back, her hospitable attitude making me feel at ease in an instant.

“The name’s Kimberly O’Connell. I’m the paralegal around here.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. O’Connell.”

“Oh, please, I insist you call me Kimberly.”

“Okay.”

Releasing her hold, she pointed a manicured finger at the closed office door located behind the desk. “Come on, Kade. Let’s get you in to see His Highness.” Covering her mouth, Kimberly giggled.

“Who?” I stopped myself from laughing as well, but it wasn’t easy.

“Luke Preston. The ass you spoke to on the phone.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know whether it was appropriate to agree with her or not, but decided it would be best to err on the side of caution.

“Sorry about him, by the way.” Kimberly knocked, before lowering her voice to a faint whisper. “I had no idea he was going to answer the phone when I went to make him his coffee. He usually lets the machine pick up, but I didn’t think to switch it on since I was only going to be gone a few minutes.”

The moment I let out a nervous chuckle, the door to the office flew open.

Dressed in a navy suit with a lime green tie knotted tight around the collar of his crisp white shirt, he looked more like a model than a lawyer. Tall and broad-shouldered, he had a strong jaw and high cheekbones. I’d have placed him to be in his mid-thirties, his dark brown hair slicked back so not a lock was out of place. Startling emerald green eyes fringed by long, dark lashes stared at me with such intensity that, for a split second, I forgot to breathe. Hardened features were softened by flawless, pale skin and full lips that looked so plush, I wondered what they would feel like pressed against my own. In that briefest of moments, I knew I was in trouble, my head waging a war with my heart so fierce, I didn’t know whether to pull him in for a kiss or run for my life.

I decided all I could do was wait for him to say something… anything to break the tension.

What was the hardest part of writing your book?

Having time to write when the characters start chatting away.

 Did you learn anything from writing your book? What was it?

This story in particular has been the hardest to write. I lost a close friend and my father, and my mother fell ill during this time. There have been long stretches of time where I haven’t been able write a single word.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

Never stop honing your craft. Listen to others more experienced, and take on board what is important to you in order to improve. Research as much as you can, and ask others for help about subject matter when google doesn’t help. There are challenges to putting your work out there, from finding a publisher to the right editor, to marketing and everything else in between. Writing is by no means a guaranteed money making endeavour either. But as long as you have a story to tell and love what you’re doing, don’t ever stop.

Are there any genres you prefer to write and if so, why?  

My wheelhouse is contemporary romance, but I’ve also written a few paranormal stories in my time (with a romantic theme of course).

Is there a book you wish you had written?

Oh, so many I couldn’t name them all, but as far as world building goes, you can’t beat Harry Potter.

Why M/M?

I’ve always been inspired to explore the struggles that same sex couples face each and every day of their lives.

Do you have any genres you prefer reading, and if so what are they?

As with my writing, I love to read a good contemporary romance, but will also read paranormal when the mood strikes. I love a good YA story too and have never had a problem with ‘fade to black’ stories. I also don’t mind a bit of kink, and have read several BDSM with fantastic storylines as well as high levels of heat. I also adore a good tear-jerker.

What book are you reading at the moment?

I’ve just finishing reading my first shifter story, T.J. Klune’s Wolfsong, and I loved it!

What other writers you follow?

I have a ton of favourite authors, but among them are NR Walker, Jay Northcote, Ella Frank, Riley Hart, Devon McCormack, TC Orton, Ella Frank, KC Wells, Parker Williams, Jaclyn Osborn, Kora Knight, Max Vos, Cody Kennedy, Renae Kaye. The list is endless come to think about it! 😊

Are any of your characters based on you or people you know?

A tiny trait or memory here and there may come from people I know, but for the most part they’re as fictional as they come.

What’s your favourite book you’ve written?

The Haunting of Angus Macgregor will always own a special place in my heart, as it is the first story I self-published.

Do characters and stories just pop into your head, or do you take your time thinking about and planning them?

Plots tend to strike from nowhere, especially when I’m out and about or having meaningful conversations. The shower is another place where ideas seem to appear out of nowhere, and I have often had eureka moments whilst shaving my legs (no lie!) 😊

Are you a plotter or a pantser?

Definitely a pantser. Once a basic plot hits, I discover the characters’ traits (and therefore actions and where the story will end up) as I go along, which is as scary as it is exhilarating.

Do you have a writing schedule?

With work and family demands, I don’t have a set schedule. It’s why I don’t release a ton of books each year, as I write when I find a few peaceful moments (and due to my perfectionist streak tend to tweak as I write which slows me down) and hope that during those rare moments the characters start talking.

And a few non-writing questions…

Tell us about your pets.

I’m between pets right now, but have owned only one feral cat, which I was highly allergic to. I’ve owned guinea pigs, birds of varying kinds, fish and dogs.

If you could choose any superpower or magical ability, what would it be and why?

What would you do with it? The ability to fly (even though I’m afraid of heights) because there is a sense of freedom there, soaring above the clouds without a care in the world. Or predict the future so I could get the lotto numbers and write full time. LOL.

If you could go anywhere in the world, all expenses paid, where would you go, who would you take with you, if anyone, and why?

My bucket list is long and varied but New York City, where my current novel is based, is on the top of that list.

Thank you for stopping by and telling us more about yourself.

 

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HIS PERSONAL ASSISTANT

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Editor – R. E. Hargrave

Cover Designer – The Graphics Shed

Genre – Contemporary Gay Romance

Series – Book 1 – Men of New York

Length – 76k

Release Date – January 26, 2018

 

BLURB

At the tender age of twenty-one, Kade Hutchins is at a crossroads, having endured enough hardship to last a thousand lifetimes. With money tight and career at a standstill, he’s running out of time and options. The day he applies for a job that isn’t exactly in his field of expertise and meets his new boss, Mr. Preston, is the day his fate is changed irrecoverably.

Luke Preston is the kind of man others envy. Rich, successful and unattached, his no-nonsense, ‘take no prisoners attitude’ has made him one of the highest profile litigators in Manhattan. He’s also a man with secrets. Secrets he wants kept under wraps since tragedy rocked his privileged existence to the core. When Kade, a man some fifteen years his junior steps foot inside his office, Luke wonders if his heart will survive.

EXCERPT

I brushed an errant piece of fluff off my shoulder, straightened the hem of my shirt, and took a deep breath. Not that it did much good. By the time the elevator doors opened on the tenth floor, my nervousness was at an all-time high.

With less than a minute to spare, I stepped inside the plush, modern offices and was met by the sight of a striking woman sitting behind a large reception desk. Though she appeared business-like, what didn’t make sense was the way she seemed ready to pounce the second she saw me. I was surprised she didn’t fall flat on her face, considering she wore a pencil-thin black skirt and high-heeled shoes and was on her feet and running toward me like a crazy person.

“Thank God you’re here!”

“Um, what?” I took a wary step backward. She was kinda scary.

“Please tell me you’re Kade Hutchins.”

“Oh. Yes, I am.”

She held out her hand and when I took it in mine, I was impressed by her firm, assured grip. “You have no idea how relieved I am to see you.”

“Uh, thanks?” The warm smile she gave in response caused her round, hazel eyes to sparkle, while her hospitable attitude made me feel at ease in an instant. As she released her grasp, I couldn’t help but grin back

“The name’s Kimberly O’Connell. I’m the paralegal around here.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. O’Connell.”

“Oh, please, call me Kimberly.”

“Okay.”

She pointed a manicured finger at the closed office door located behind the desk. “Come on, Kade. Let’s get you in to see His Highness.” Covering her mouth, she giggled. I stopped myself from joining in, but it wasn’t easy. She had an infectious laugh.

“Who?”

“Luke Preston. The ass you spoke to on the phone.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know whether it was appropriate to agree with her or not, but decided it would be best to err on the side of caution.

“Sorry about him, by the way.” Kimberly knocked, before lowering her voice to a faint whisper, and adding, “I had no idea he was going to answer the phone when I went to make his coffee. He usually lets the machine pick up, but I didn’t think to switch it on since I was only going to be gone a few minutes.”

The moment I let out a quiet chuckle, the door to Luke Preston’s office flew open.

Tall and broad-shouldered, he had a strong jaw, high cheekbones, and dark brown hair slicked back so not a lock was out of place. That, coupled with the way his body filled out the navy suit he wore, made Luke Preston look more like a model than a lawyer. My guess was that he was in his mid-thirties, but holy shit, did he wear it well. Startling emerald eyes fringed by long, dark lashes stared at me with such intensity that, for a split second, I forgot to breathe. His sharp features were softened by flawless, pale skin and full lips, and I wondered what they would feel like pressed against my own. In that briefest of moments, I knew I was in trouble as my head began waging a war with my heart so fierce, I didn’t know whether to pull him in for a kiss or run for my life.

All I could do was wait for him to say something… anything to break the tension.

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J. HARRIS is a mother, wife, an introvert and author. Her family is her life, her soul, and the very reason she gets out of bed every day. Coming a close second is her writing.

She discovered a passion for putting pen to paper in her later years, jotting down poems in birthday cards for family members.

It was then a spark was lit, and ever since, she’s been unable to switch off the urge to share her stories.

L.J. Harris discovered that as much as experiencing pain, loss and betrayal can be devastating, capturing the feelings of anguish and loss that some of her characters have had to endure without firsthand knowledge would have proved difficult.

L.J. has been previously published and has shared several online stories and looks forward to continuing to share her work.  She can be found at:

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Cover Reveal ~ His Taken Omega by L.C. Davis

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Title: His Taken Omega (Mountain Shifters #11)
Author: L.C. Davis
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Wolf Conan
Release Date: December 3, 2017
Length: 70 000 words/260 pages
Genre/s: M/M shifter Mpreg romance
It is a standalone within the Mountain Shifter universe.

Blurb

Nicholas wants nothing to do with omegas, and Avery has already signed a contract binding him to another Alpha. Fate has other plans for them both.

As the omega spokesman for the infamous Futurus Initiative, Avery Callahan is a controversial figure who’s used to being envied, occasionally despised and always the center of attention. His kidnapping at the hands of the twisted omega at the helm of the radical anti-Futurus group known as Epsilon shook his perfect world to the core, and Avery’s abnormally conventional parents no longer know what to do with him. In a last-ditch effort to save their son’s reputation—and his engagement to a prestigious politician—the Callahans send him to the small, idyllic pack of Southbend for some much-needed rest and recovery.

When Avery arrives in Southbend, he finds the Meyer household anything but welcoming and he immediately clashes with the rakishly reluctant head of the household. Nicholas might be a brilliant lawyer with good looks and charm in abundance, but he makes no secret of the fact that Avery is persona non grata in his pack. How is Avery supposed to heal his own wounds when an Alpha who looks at every omega with disdain makes him question everything, including his participation in the breeding program he’s devoted his life to promoting?

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Nicholas has it all on the surface—rising-star status as an attorney with his own practice, a sizable inheritance and the option of going home with any omega he chooses at the end of the night—but beneath the mask of his status, he hides a secret that makes him feel unworthy of the title of Alpha. Past abuse has left him with a deep-seated revulsion towards omegas, the very class of shifter he’s supposed to crave. He uses work and meaningless flings with other Alphas and betas to distract himself from the family life he

doesn’t believe he deserves, but in the wake of his estranged father’s death, Nicholas is called home to take on a role he never wanted.

Forced to give up his high-profile career and take the reins of his family’s pack, Nicholas finds himself wholly unprepared to fill the shoes of the man he hated. Because fate isn’t cruel enough, the Spirits choose this moment to send him his destined mate—a charming yet infuriatingly stubborn omega he can never love or even claim. At least, that’s what he thinks until he realizes that the very traits that repel him from other omegas draw him to Avery in a way he finds as bewildering as it is intoxicating.

 

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About the Author

 L.C. Davis is an MM romance author with a passion for LGBT representation.

His series include The Mountain Shifters, Queer Magick and Kingdom of Night.

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Release Blitz ~ Hunter by H.J. Perry

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Title: Hunter
Author: HJ Perry
Publisher: LoveLight Press
Length: approx. 45k
Genre/s: erotic gay romance, fantasy
Release Date: November 23, 2017
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Blurb:

Some are born as prey.

Small-town orphan Pip is stuck in a rut. Life just turns in circles. He can’t even escape his old school bullies, it seems… Until a hunk of a guy with magic fingers steps in and saves him.

Others are born to hunt.

The stranger who seduces Pip is an immortal god, sworn to him for all of Pip’s lives. God in the forest and between the sheets, Hunter will have his prize. Again and again.

Destiny lies with Hunter.

After experiencing his first kiss, Pip discovers their fates are bound together for all eternity. Hunter has access to a world of magic and wonder, and the changes in Pip’s life are almost too much to take. Now he’s faced with an impossible choice…

Hunter is a hot and steamy gay fantasy with a guaranteed Happy Ever After and no cheating.

It is book one in the new Elsewhere series featuring powerful men who are not of this world.

Excerpt:

Chapter Four

A warm fire crackled close to Pip’s head, and he woke with a start. He rolled back as his eyes focused. A fire burned in a carefully dug pit in the center of the room. Hearthstones surrounded it. Pip lay on what appeared to be a bed, much larger than any back home. A framework of wood, the center piled high with soft fur pelts, the bed dominated the room. Next to him, a dozing wolf-dog lifted its head lazily, looked at him with amber eyes, then dropped its head back onto the furs. A second lay curled at the end of the bed and didn’t wake when Pip stirred.

What the hell was going on?

The animal at Pip’s side rolled over, exposing his belly and pressing up against him. Pip decided they must be dogs, and exceptionally well-trained ones at that, as he recalled their behavior when they’d found him bound to a tree. He ran his hands through the animal’s coarse, thick fur. Its tongue lolled from the side of his mouth, and it panted happily as Pip scratched his stomach.

Wherever this place was, it wasn’t home. Nothing like.

A pelt hung over the entrance to the room in place of a door, and the walls were a rustic makeshift combination of exposed logs and a type of plaster. The room contained very little furniture, apart from the bed. A rickety shelf held some used copper cookware and a few ancient-looking dishes. It was as if this were a temporary camp with no evidence of commodities, no overhead lighting, no electricity, no… no nothing.

Despite how very strange and basic it appeared, it felt warm and cozy, with a homey familiar scent about it.

Pip settled back onto the bed and nestled against the wolf-like dog, finding strange comfort in being so close to such a strong animal.

Where did the rest of you go?” Pip asked as he stroked its belly. “There were so many of you before.”

They came with me.” The voice from the doorway made Pip’s heart skip a beat.

He lifted his head. The man who rescued him came through the doorway carrying a bag over his shoulder, his antlers gone and skin free of anything that resembled bark. Free of anything at all, actually.

He stood near the fire pit completely naked.

The rest of the dogs trailed in after him; some of them climbed into bed with Pip, others settled across the room, creating a comfortable-looking pile of warm animal fur. The temperature in the room rose by many degrees, quickly. It must’ve surely been from the warmth of all those bodies.

Not only was the man naked, but gorgeous, too. Pip pulled one of the fur pelts over his lap, hoping to conceal his reaction to the man’s presence.

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About the Author

HJ Perry is a 49 years old mother of three school aged children. They live by the English seaside and from her hometown she can see France. Helen loves reading. If it were possible, she’d do nothing else. She reads science fiction, fantasy, young adult, all types of LGBT fiction, and, of course, gay romance. Aside from reading she likes walking and watching films, most often science fiction or thrillers.

HJP has written many books about men falling in love in England where, for the most part, LGBT people are treated with the same respect as anyone else. Having worked in the construction industry for years in real life, she has written many fictional characters working in similar macho, male dominated environments.

Despite reading American books and watching American shows, writing American characters has been a huge challenge for her. With a lot of help, Rescued from Paradise is her first novel featuring Americans and set in the US.

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Cover Reveal – Short Order by Pat Henshaw

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Title: Short Order

Series: Foothills Pride #8

Author: Pat Henshaw

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Publication date: December 13, 2017

Price: $3.99

Format: eBook

Genre: Contemporary Gay Romance

Cover design: AngstyG

Pages: 89

Words: 28,400

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Blurb:

When recent horticulture graduate Dr. Fenton Miller arrives in Stone Acres, California, he thinks his only concern is which job offer to accept after spending the holidays working at his cousin’s plant nursery. But after he rents a room from another shorter-than-average man, sous-chef John Barton, Fen falls in lust.

While he’s attracted to Fen, John’s got bigger concerns when two men from his past arrive in town and pressure him to return to San Francisco. Although John tries to stop Fen from getting involved, Fen realizes his lover is in trouble and is determined to protect him.

As the holidays get closer and Fen makes his own enemy, the joy of the season gets lost in the ill will around them. To ensure love triumphs, Fen and John must stand tall to show that short, dark, and handsome is a recipe for love.

Excerpt: 

That night I stood freezing at Barton’s door, admiring Blue Cottage. The snow drifts piled on the lawn made the house look greeting-card perfect. I searched for a doorbell. Instead, a lion-headed knocker snarled at me. I grinned. Every house needed an intimidating guardian, right?

A man who looked about my age and height opened the door and slipped out, shutting it behind him. I was curious to see inside, but I got that the guy wanted his privacy. No problem.

“Hi. I’m Fen.”

He looked me over, then turned to the left along the shoveled porch. As he walked, he played with the keyring, bouncing a key in his hand. Did I make him nervous? If so, was that a good thing?

“This way.”

Okay. I took a breath and followed his pert ass and brisk steps as we rounded the porch to a steep staircase. From my brief glance at his face, he seemed okay. I was still slightly put off by his brusque manner. But hey, I reminded myself, I was renting from him, not fucking him.

In silence I followed him up to a small porch and a solid-looking back door, which he opened after only a little fumbling.

I was greeted by the stuffy, closed-up odor of a place long left undisturbed.

“You’d be my first renter. It’s furnished, but I can store anything you don’t want.” He made quick eye contact with me. The words erupted from him like I made him uncomfortable or something. Maybe it was my piercing and the tattoo, or maybe the hair color. I tried a smile, but he blushed and turned away, gesturing to the rooms.

Even though the air inside was chilly, I looked around and fell even more in love than I had when I’d first seen the house. The 1940s era furniture and knickknacks turned what could have been sterile rooms into my kind of home. I exhaled, letting the ambience settle in my soul as I wandered through a country kitchen, tiny dining room, sitting room, two bedrooms, and a classic bathroom, ending eventually at a circular tower room. I fell even deeper in love along the way as I touched the scratched kitchen table, a velveteen-covered parlor settee, a solid-looking four-poster bed, and the needlepoint-cushioned window seat in the tower.

If I were Barton, I’d charge thousands a month for this place. I prayed he wasn’t me and was relieved when my prayers were answered.

“You want to keep the furniture?” He still didn’t look at me as he bent over the kitchen table to fill out the rental agreement. Who needed him staring? I could live with letting his voice pour over me and seeing his kissable lips.

“I can’t imagine living here without all of it.” Or maybe even you, I thought, eyeing his pert butt wiggling at me as he wrote.

He stopped, stood, and eyed me for a few seconds before bending and going back to writing. I hadn’t said that about his butt out loud, had I?

As I was daydreaming about his ass and the scarred table, he stopped writing, looked over the form, and finally twisted it toward me. “Sign here, initial here, and date it. Then I need your rent for the month.”

I was signing before he changed his mind. The rent was ridiculously cheap. “No deposit?” There had to be a catch, right?

“No.”

I glanced up. He was gazing down at the table, or maybe at my hands. Or my groin? I signed as fast as I could and wrote a check to John Barton, the name on the rental agreement. So he had a first name, and we had a deal.

 

I drove back to my cousin’s house whistling. Within an hour, and with Beth and Kate’s help, I was moved in. Having only clothes and electronics made the move a one-trip job. Then I went food shopping for breakfast stuff and frozen dinners. We all celebrated by eating a late dinner outside town at a diner called the Rock Bottom Cafe. Renting a place with a wonderful kitchen hadn’t automatically taught me to cook.

Even with an enigma for a landlord, my life was perfect.

 

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Pat Henshaw, author of the Foothills Pride Stories, has spent her life surrounded by words:  Teaching English composition at the junior college level; writing book reviews for newspapers, magazines, and websites; helping students find information as a librarian; and promoting PBS television programs.

Pat was born and raised in Nebraska where she  promptly left the cold and snow after college, living at various times in Texas, Colorado, Northern Virginia, and Northern California.  Pat enjoys travel, having visited Mexico, Canada, Europe, Nicaragua, Thailand, and Egypt, and Europe, including a cruise down the Danube.

Her triumphs are raising two incredible daughters who daily amaze her with their power and compassion.  Fortunately, her incredibly supportive husband keeps her grounded in reality when she threatens to drift away while writing fiction.

 

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Author Spotlight – Matthew J. Metzger

A warm welcome to today’s Spotlight Author, Matthew J. Metzger

Thank you for joining us and sharing more about yourself.

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Tell us a little about yourself.

Okay, well, I’m Matthew. I’m a British guy living in Yorkshire at the minute, I have a monstrous black cat and a thing for cheese on toast, and I’m 27 years old. I’ve been publishing queer romance for five years now (holy hell, didn’t realise that until I wrote it down) and I’m cack-handed. There you go, mix of relevant and weird, seems appropriate.

What would people be most surprised to know about you?

I know what it is, but I can’t say what it is for privacy reasons. I supposed the next step down would be…I was a super quiet, good little kid. I’ve got this reputation as a gobshite (both online and in real life) and not taking anyone’s crap, but I was the invisible kid in the corner growing up. You’d never have known I was there, I never got in trouble, nothing. Kind of weird to think about now.

How do you relax?

I write…sad, I know! No, seriously, I do find writing a book very relaxing. But I also like to travel, to exercise, swim or hike somewhere, go explore a little bit—but the tablet always come with me, ready for the next session.

Do you have a favorite quote (either from your own books or one’s you’ve read)?

I have two literature quotes that I adore, both of which form tattoos of mine. The first is from The Hobbit, wherein Gandalf says, “The world is not in your books and maps. It’s out there.” And the second is along a similar theme from The Long Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, in the lnes, “Do I dare / disturb the universe?” To me, both are what we all need to do more of. We need to step outside of our comfortable places and explore and experience, instead of sitting around and losing our precious time to things that don’t really matter.

How long have you been writing and what made you fall in love with writing?

Since I could hold a pen. I’ve always made up stories, I always played make-believe as a little kid, so writing was just an extension of that for me. As I got older and I started to want particular types of stories, stories about people like me from backgrounds like mine, it became a way to plug those gaps and that’s what I really fell in love with it, I think. I didn’t have to wait for someone else to maybe, by chance, write about someone like me—I could do it.

Did you always want to be a writer?

I’m not sure I always wanted to be, but I was always going to be. I was writing (crap) stories by the time I was four years old, so it’s always been a little bit of a given I’d try. Admittedly, I didn’t expect to be 21 when I got my first contract, but there you are.

What are your ambitions for your writing career?

Keep going, I guess? I’m not an ambitious author, really. I like to write, I’m good at it, so I do, that’s pretty much it. I’d like to step out of my go-to zones a little more, write a bit more widely across the rainbow, try my hand at sci-fi again, that sort of thing.

What’s your favorite part of writing?

Dialogue. I love it when my characters start ‘chelping.’ I just finish a pair of books where my main characters do nothing but wind each other up and flirt outrageously, and it’s so much fun to write. Save your slushy proposals and your page-long monologues, give me a wind-up merchant any day of the week!

Why did you choose to write GLBTQ romance? 

Well, I’m asexual and transgender, so queer stories are kind of my area anyway. Romance came as a bit of a natural byproduct, because my fascination in writing is people. I love picking people apart and bouncing them off each other. My favourite TV shows are people-centric too, irrespective of the genre. I’m slowly moving back out into other genres, but at the end of the day, I am an author of people-centric stories, so romance is always going to come highly on that list.

Do you write any other genre?

As of…right now, I also write queer fantasy, it turns out! My next release is a fairytale retelling, I am 75% of the way through a steampunk novel, and I have outlines for a fantasy trilogy set in Islamic Spain, and a Rapunzel retelling. So I guess I don’t fit tidily into my genre boxes anymore.

Describe a scene in your writing that has made you laugh or cry?

There’s a scene in Walking on Water where Janez has been very badly wounded. When his brother, King Alarik, sees him, Alarik believes Janez to be dead. And this is a character who is very—he loves his family, but he is a king first and foremost and he puts his kingdom above them. He’s pragmatic and he’s logical and his kingdom come first, for the greater good. But when he sees what he believes to be his younger brother’s dead body, he breaks. And it was absolutely heartbreaking. He just shattered down the middle, completely collapsed in on himself with grief, and he didn’t care who was watching, what would be said, that there was still a war to fight. He just broke, and I did have a little bit of a sniffle when I was writing that part.

Give the readers a summary of your latest book.

Walking on Water is a queer retelling of Hans Christian Anderson’s The Little Mermaid. Calla is a mermaid who goes above her sky—the surface of the sea—to meet the legendary skymen, and falls in love with one of them. In being transformed, she becomes a man rather than a woman, and discovers that all her ill-fitting feeling is washed away by this new form. Thus Calla becomes Held—who is simply a foreign sailor who saved the prince’s life, in the skymen’s eyes. And Held is determined to hold onto his new life and love, even if it means abandoning everything he’s ever known.

What genre does it fall in?

It’s a historical fantasy romance, so a significant step outside of my contemporary box.

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Share a few words about your latest book other than the usual blurb.

I’d say if you like languages, you’re going to like this. It’s based in north-east Europe and the human love interest is a German. So that’s what our hero hears whenever the humans are talking. I played around a lot with the way German and English can relate to one another in this book, and you can pick up some pretty niche German sentences if you want!

Give us a little insight into your main characters. Who are they?

The couple at the core of the story are Janez and Held, formerly Calla. Janez is a prince of a coastal Germanic kingdom, formerly heir to the throne but gratefully pushed aside by his baby nephew. Unfortunately his kingdom is at war and an alliance is needed to protect their borders, so it’s Janez who is being sacrificed to get married to a foreign princess he’s never met. Janez is very dutiful but also quite impetuous and romantic, so he really struggles to cope with both his duty to his people and his love for Held, who can’t protect their kingdom from anything the way an alliance can.

Calla is a curious mermaid who gets turned into human man to pursue Janez. After she’s transformed, she realises that her new male form is the answer to why she’s always felt so strange and ill-fitting, and so Calla becomes Held, a simple foreign sailor in the eyes of all the other humans. While Held is quite quiet and curious, he can get pretty savage about defending both himself and Janez if push comes to shove. (He’s also deeply offended by Janez wanting to brush his own hair, as that’s Held’s job, apparently.)

Will we be seeing these characters again any time soon? Is this book part of a series?

No, this one is a stand alone. And given it’s my first fantasy, I won’t even be doing my Easter egg trick that I have for my contemporary novels, where a main character from another mention sails through in a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it cameo. These guys exist on their own, and probably always will.

Which actor would you like to see playing the lead character from your most recent book?

I don’t really think in this way so I have no idea, I’m afraid!

Tell us about your writing style.

A bit weird? I write more as I speak, to be honest. And I play with language a lot. (You can snarl a word. You people aren’t using your mouths properly.) A line I remember from years and years ago in a favourite book described a very loud man entering a cavernous space, and the main character thinking it was about to ramp up the volume significantly. And the next line was: ‘Sure enough. “Welcome!” the captain rock-concerted.’ You can see what’s happening. You can feel it. That’s what I try to do, I don’t give a damn if Bob has the antecedent or it’s not fashionable to use adverbs right now. Can you understand it, and does it convey what you want it to convey? If both yes, job done.

What does your writing process look like?

I get an idea. I jot down a few notes about the idea. I shriek about the idea to my betas, my SRs, and my writer friends. I write the title and ‘Chapter One.’ Then I write more. In big chunks. Usually in order but not always. And I keep going until I lose interest or I’m finished. Ta-da!

When/where is your favourite time/place to write?

I write at weekends and usually all in one go, so I’ll spend all Saturday in a cafe in the city centre just smashing out words. There’s a couple of cafes I go to in the middle of Leeds, because I work really well with a lot of hustle and bustle around. Except for maybe that one time when the couple at the next table got divorced…

What genre/s do you enjoy reading?

I’m mainly a non-fiction reader, though historical fantasy will sometimes get my attention. For someone who writes a lot of romance, I barely ever read it!

What was the last book you read? What did you like about it?

I’m currently busy with the Aubrey/Maturin series by Patrick O’Brian. It’s the story of a Royal Navy officer, Jack Aubrey, and his best friend, Stephen Maturin, who is not only the ship’s surgeon but a spy for the British government. It’s set in the Napoleonic era and while it’s a bit of a slog as O’Brian is so interested in the technical details of sailing and naval warfare, it’s fascinating. I’ve just reached The Fortune of War, so a long ways to go yet.

Have you held any interesting jobs while working on your books?

I’ve been working an interesting job from the very beginning!

What hobbies do you have outside of writing?

I’m very outdoorsy, I’m always off hiking or mountain biking. If the weather’s crap, which is always, I’ll be down the gym to get my exercise fix.

Thank you for telling us more about yourself and good luck with the new release.

 

Author Bio

Matthew J. Metzger is an asexual, transgender author dragged up in the wet and windy British Isles. He writes queer characters living all manner of lives, but especially likes to write the stories from the pub, the beautiful game, and the terraces where he lives and works today. Although mainly a contemporary romance writer, Matthew has recently been found straying out of his zone and playing in other genres’ sandboxes.

When not writing, Matthew is usually at his day job, working out, or asleep. He is owned by an enormous black cat, so should generally be approached with either extreme caution, or treats.

He can be primarily found on Twitter and Facebook or over at his website, and is always happy to hear from readers.

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BOOK 1 

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On His Knees (#1 Cam & Hunter 4Ever)

Author: Adira August

Publisher: RedDeer

Length:  13k words/76 Kindle pages

Genres: Contemporary gay, BDSM, erotica

Blurb:

Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…

As a homicide cop, every blood-soaked crime scene settled in my bones and snaked around my spine. There was only one way to exorcise the images from my soul …

Inside the club, I stopped to scan the room. He was here, Camden Snow. A Norse sex god in the guise of unpretentious youth. Only his ice-blue eyes gave evidence of the Dom who took whomever he wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look and a nod. Merciless.

Cam found me watching him and fixed me with his arctic gaze. This time, I didn’t walk away. He cocked an eyebrow. Well?

The last thing I needed was mercy.

I dropped to my knees.

A frank exploration of the D/s dynamic between two powerful men. Consensual. Adult. Intense.

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It was an early summer evening, the sun half set. I was making my way to the door with one of the club’s boozeless Bloody Marys to find a deck chair and keep an eye on whoever came up the stairs. Decide what I wanted after sunset.

The door opened before I could touch it. He paused, backlit by the setting sun. Golden. Glowing. Idealized male beauty wrapped in an invisible cloak of incredible power. He was so careless of it. He scanned me and grinned. As if the sight of me delighted him. No one grinned here. Not with genuine pleasure.

He passed close to me, still scanning. It was the kind of moment that called for locked gazes and hardening cocks. Instead, he happily looked me over like I was a pastry display and he was deciding which succulent treat to select.

Cam was fresh from deep powder and Olympic triumph. Exuding health and vitality and bonhomie and danger.

I wanted to give him everything, simply because he existed. And looked at me.

He reached out and put a hand on the side of my neck, his thumb skating lightly along my jawline and down, across my larynx. My insides turned to water.

Don’t pick me. Please.

His eyes narrowed a little as if he’d heard. His hand tightened – scarcely, definitely – and withdrew.

“Kneel for me when you’re ready,” he said. And was gone.

BOOK 2

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Matchstick Men: Hunter Dane Investigation 1

(Book 2 of 3 in the HuntandCan4ever series)

Author: Adira August

Publisher: RedDeer

Genre/s: Police Procedural, Murder Mystery, Contemporary Gay Erotica, BDSM

Length:  48k words/ 274 pages

Blurb:

SEX, GAMES & MURDER Want to play?

It was munch night at the most elite underground BDSM club in the Rockies. Relaxed and informal, highlighted by the weekly Matchstick Challenge game. Detective Sergeant Hunter Dane, reigning champion, looked forward to a relaxing evening to start his 3 days off. A few beers on the deck. An interlude with a sweet sub. Stumping a challenger with a new puzzle. Home early for a decent night’s sleep.

Some people are SO deadly serious about their games.

Now Hunt has a fresh body and a new puzzle to solve in twenty-four hours if he wants to find a killer.

A 48k police procedural with a liberal dose of M/M hotness. Which means our fave full-metal Dom shows up to collect on Hunter’s offer of his … coffer. So to speak.

There are puzzles for the reader and mysteries to be solved. Based on characters introduced in the short story On His Knees. 

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Cam looked out the window, leaving me to myself  while I drove us through the quiet dark of the Capitol Hill streets. I wondered why this killer wasn’t perfectly obvious to me. I wondered if it was impossible for me to see them, being so close that everything blurred at the edges and melded together.

“Did anyone ever tell you, you think too much?” Cam asked.

“Did anyone ever not?”

“Take the next alley,” he told me.

“What? Why?”

“You need to stop thinking.”

“Cam,” I put a warning in my voice. “There’s not much time-“

The bastard grabbed the wheel and cranked it hard right.

“Shit!”

“Steer!”

I lifted my foot off the gas, or tried to. He had his left hand on my thigh just above my knee, digging in, pressing down.

“Stop it, goddamn it!”

Pull into that parking lot.”

“Alright! Just let go, for Christ’s sake!”

He released me instantly and sat back. I managed to miss the light pole and the dumpster and slide into a parking space behind a converted Victorian housing psychologists’ offices. An appropriate place to stop when riding with a no limits lunatic.

The offices were dark, now, but the mosquito bulb over the back door and the security lights at the rear of the building illuminated the lot. And the car’s interior. Anyone walking by could see us. If they saw us in flagrante delicto, they’d call the cops.

Cam had gone too far. I shut off the engine but before I could turn and bust his ass, his fingers found my seat belt release and he launched himself up and over the console into my space, his big hands slid down my arms toward my wrists. I twisted sideways and we wrestled for control of my hands.

I was at a distinct disadvantage under the steering wheel. He bent me toward him and my head was on his thigh.

“Stop it, Cam! Not now, we are not playing!”

He fell back into his seat, taking me with him and manacled me with one hand. But we were sweaty from the struggle and I managed to break his grip, freeing my hands.

He didn’t try to regain them. He simply raised himself and laid his body over mine. My head pressed into his crotch, his weight forced me onto the hard lump of the console.

“You can always safeword you know,” he said. I heard the challenge. The taunting. He was having fun.

“Fuck you,” I grunted underneath him.

I’d never safe worded in my life. Not to “red,” anyway. “Yellow” a few times when I had a cramp or was on call and my cell went off with a dispatch tone.

Safewording might have been an option for me now, if his power and the idea of being at his mercy, of which he possessed none, hadn’t given me a blazing erection.

He’d been betting I wouldn’t go there—confident I wouldn’t safeword. He really was good at this.

I felt his hand at my belt in back. Handcuffs. A thrill of fear and excitement made me choke on air. I struggled again, just enough to feel my inability to stop him from doing exactly what he intended. Jesus, I was hard, weeping against my thigh, trapped by the elastic briefs.

My legs were twisted and caught under the steering wheel. His body locked my right arm against the seatback. He deftly handcuffed my left wrist and calmly found my right and ratcheted the other cuff around it.

This was not the infamous Dom of the club, calculatedly giving me what I needed. Not the sexual virtuoso of last night, expertly bringing me everything I never knew I wanted. Pleasures I never thought existed.

This was the sadist in his element. Loving what he did to me because of what it did for him.

Then, suddenly, I knew who the killer was.

BOOK 3

DANCING MEN LARGE

Book Title: Dancing Men: Hunter Dane Investigation 2

(Book 3 of 3—and counting—in the HuntandCam4ever series)

Author: Adira August

Publisher: RedDeer

Genre/s: Police Procedural, Murder Mystery, Gay erotica, BDSM

Length:  70k words/385 pages

Blurb:

You have to bury the past, or the past will bury you.

An ancient burial urn, empty for millennia, is suddenly not so empty.

When Detective Lieutenant Hunter Dane probes the murder at Natural History Museum, it’s his own past that haunts him. To solve the complex case, Hunter needs the talents of Camden Snow, the brilliant, beautiful, “no limits” Dom who’d helped him unravel a very peculiar, and very personal, murder.

But Cam’s ready to kill Hunt, himself! Their high-intensity D/s relationship that began in a playroom, ended in an emergency room.

“If you want to be with me, you’ll have to do more make some big re-entry gesture,” Cam said. “That’s just more drama. You’ll have to work for this, Hunter.”

“All right. What work would that be?” Hunter asked, eager to perform any penance Cam gave him.

“You’re the champion puzzle-solver and ace detective. Unravel a mystery.”

Hunter’s brows pulled together. “What mystery?”

“Me.”

For adults who love some mystery with their men. A 70k police procedural with a liberal dose of M/M heat. The 2nd of the Hunter Dane Investigations. Matchstick Men, their 1st case, also available on Amazon. Their next case, Psychic Men, will be out in spring of 2018

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The Mystery

“You are familiar with the Tamil burial jars case I’m hearing?” the judge asked as she led him into her chambers.

“Enough to know the case exists,” he said, putting his professional face on. Why would they need a homicide investigator for an international property dispute? “I should mention I’m acquainted with Doctor St Clair who was appointed head of the research team.”

“I see,” she said, taking her chair but not inviting him to sit. “Do I have to go over confidentiality? I was informed with you it wouldn’t be necessary.”

“It isn’t,” he said.

“Good.” She sat forward and clasped her hands on the desk. “Expert testimony the Court finds to be compelling establishes the impossibility of determining the geographic origin of the jars or when they were created and sealed without extensive testing. There will be a problem of international relations if I award the urns to the Denver museum and later testing reveals clearly that the plaintiff did have standing.”

Hunter nodded. The judge cocked a skeptical eyebrow at him. “You understand the issue?”

“It will look as if we must have known all along and used a technicality in the law to keep the jars here. I imagine they have more than scientific value?” he said.

A slow and very small smile appeared. “Have a seat,” she told him. He did.

“At my request, Doctor St Clare sent a doctoral fellow to take air samples from the jars to determine how long ago they were sealed. That was ten days ago. I received the results on Friday. So did the attorneys. After which, I issued a gag order.”

Hunter waited for her to get to the point.

“I’m curious, detective, what you would guess the tests showed?”

“At least one of the air samples had a much higher level of carbon dioxide than would be present when the jars were made. And traces of methane, ammonia, hydrogen sulphide and nitrogen. Decomp gases.”

Her Honor nodded.

“There’s flesh rotting in one of those jars and it wasn’t put there a thousand years ago,” Hunter said.

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About the Author

TYPOS ARE MY TRADEMEARK

I write mostly BDSM EROTICA because I love exploring the power dynamics in terms of the love relationships. The work is explicit. It’s always consensual. If you have triggers about certain kinds of practices, use discretion. I do not make kink lists for my titles.

I went to school interminably, it seemed like. I studied anthropology and paleontology and genetics and literature and theology and ancient Greek. I chased down bad guys, raised children, climbed mountains, played poker, searched for dinosaurs and have had a rather large number of lovers. (I’m not giving up any numbers because TMI) Through it all, I wrote.

No wonder I’m so tired.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

You can read all my books stand-alone. There’s plenty of information about what happened previously in Hunt and Cam’s story for you to easily follow their relationship arc. The mysteries are always complete within the stories.

BUT if you’re a romance lover, the relationship story is not a romance. It is a love story. But it’s also the story of two independent Alpha males: one gay and one bisexual, one Dom and one switch with a preference for BDSM. And they aren’t simple, take it from someone who shares headspace with them.

I love these guys. They surprise me and challenge me and break my heart, sometimes. They inspire me.

(Just some FYI for the new readers. Hi. Welcome.)

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Author Spotlight ~ A. Zukowski

 

A warm welcome to today’s Spotlight Author, A. Zukowski.

Thank you for joining us and sharing more about yourself.

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Tell us a little about yourself.

I’ve lived in too many places to name, but I consider Manchester, UK, my home town. I grew up roaming the gay village, which was a red light district. They tried to clean it up, so it’s not that bad now. Later, I worked in London and studied screenwriting. After many more moves, I’ve come back to London where I’m based now.

What would people be most surprised to know about you?

Ah. If you meet me in person, you’ll think I’m totally, absolutely ordinary and boring. ^_^

How do you relax?

You know, that thing people do…

Do you have a favorite quote (either from your own books or one’s you’ve read)?

I’m with you in Rockland where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter ~ Allen Ginsberg, Howl

How long have you been writing and what made you fall in love with writing?

As a screenwriter, I found myself creating things that simply wouldn’t sell! Everyone kept telling me to write something else, write what I knew. When I did that, it never lived up to what they thought my life was about. Well, the only person who never judged me that way was my mentor, who’s a wonderful producer, and who used to work for the BBC. So, about three, four years ago, I started writing fiction, fully expecting none of it to see the light of day. I dabbled with blogging. But when I finished Jay and Sasha’s story, I really wanted to share it.

Did you always want to be a writer?

No. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my writing. I still don’t.

What are your ambitions for your writing career?

Do I have a writing career now? The reaction I’ve been receiving for my debut novel has been a surprise to me, and it’s encouraging. I’d like to carry on writing, and to find readers who get it. I have no particular ambition as a writer.

What’s your favorite part of writing?

The emotional journey. It’s a bit clichéd, isn’t it? But seriously, my stories are always about characters. The MCs end up living in my head for months on end. They love, they hate, they self-doubt and they make big fucking mistakes. I like that.

Why did you choose to write GLBTQ romance? Why not another genre?

Ha! I think one of the recent reviews states that my book’s not a romance. I tell stories, and I try not to fit them into genres. I’ve been told by publishers that they can’t consider my books because people die(!) or they don’t have sex scenes etc. I do give my characters love and a happy ending, though, because they’ve earned it.

Do you write any other genre?

I think that’s why LGBTQ romance is useful because you can combine it with other genres. After the London Stories series, I’ve also got several WIPs, which are part of a queer romance sci-fi series.

Describe a scene in your writing that has made you laugh or cry.

Hmmm. The child abuse in The Boy was hard to write, and I cried more than once. I didn’t want to detail it first, but my editor suggested that I really should, since it’s an important part of Sasha’s character. Of course, she was right. In fact, writing so many horrific scenes in his story was not easy. I was so depressed all the time, I can’t tell you. In case you are wondering, though, I enjoy the lighter scenes as well, and there is HEA. The MCs are both tremendous characters who can laugh about things, even when they struggle through life.

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Give the readers a brief summary of your latest book.

Jay Palmer is two months away from his sixteenth birthday. He doesn’t realise how his life will be changed forever when a gang of thugs leaves a badly injured boy on his doorstep. He and his single mum Maggie nurse the stranger, who turns out to be sixteen-year-old Aleksander Zukowski, also known as Sasha. Sasha ran away from care two and half years ago. He sleeps rough, is addicted to drugs and sells himself on the streets of London to fund his habit. For the first time in his life, he has a reason to change.

Sasha confirms what Jay already knows about himself but it’s not easy for Jay to come out to his macho mates in a largely black neighbourhood. Sasha has an uphill struggle to stay clean when his past simply throws him back into the abyss.

It’s a YA gay romance about two teenagers finding love, courage and redemption on the mean streets of London.

What genre does it fall in?

A YA/NA gay romance

Share a few words about your latest book, other than the usual blurb.

At one point, I’d drifted through the Dutch cities—Utrecht, Rotterdam, Amsterdam—sleeping in shelters and hostels. Before some of these places opened for the night, we’d waited in the train stations and sometimes on the streets. It was foolhardy, but my eighteen-year-old self was fearless, and I live to tell the tale.

The Boy Who Fell to Earth comes from memories like this, and of my experiences of growing up. It’s also a dedication to some people I’ve lost. They’ve inspired me with their deep flaws, and their hope for love and acceptance.

Give us a little insight into your main characters. Who are they?

Jay’s a mixed race boy from East London. His mum’s a formidable mother figure, and they are poor, but strong people. He’s able to see through all the darkness to imagine the light. An absolutely stunning character to write. Sasha refers to Jay at one point, “I saw the little droplets of water on the fabric. They were as beautiful and pure as him.” That’s Jay.

Sasha’s basically a broken person, on the way to total self-destruction at various points of the novel. The question for me as a writer is what kind of journey he goes through, and how to get him there. How he learns that he can love another (Jay) and love himself. His story is absolutely heart-breaking. His personality is much closer to mine, so I seriously should have some counselling after finishing the novel.

Will we be seeing these characters again any time soon? Is this book part of a series?

It was not my intention to start a series, but I’ve already drafted the next book of the “London Stories series”. That’s Liam’s story. He’s Sasha’s drug addict friend who shares the squat with him. An Irish lad who ran away from home and ended up a panhandler in London. He’s going to find his own redemption in Liam for Hire. The third story in the series is a WIP at the moment, which is about Liam’s friend Chris who’s a trans/queer, bisexual man. The story will feature Chris and Alex, who’s an ex-boxer. Alex will come to terms with his sexuality, too.  

Which actor would you like to see playing the lead character from your most recent book?

I have absolutely no clue! River Phoenix circa. Running on Empty as Sasha? Ah, in the recent French film Quand on a 17 ans, the main character is mixed race and he really has a great presence. Let me find the name: Corentin Fila. He’d be a perfect Jay.

Tell us a little bit about your writing style.

I don’t know if I have one! I want to touch my readers, make them feel the characters’ emotions. It was suggested to me by my mentor (see above) that I’d always have a goal when I wrote. How do I want the readers to feel at the end of the story?

What does your writing process look like?

Messy. I usually start with the characters and a setting, and let the story flow. Not being schooled in literature, I don’t consider plot till much later. I do however think as a script writer, and am aware of the dramatic arc. Then, I spend months over the editing.  

When/where is your favorite time/place to write?

Night time. Too late – something like ten to two.

What genre/s do you enjoy reading in your free time?

As a reader, I don’t think about genres either, but these days I almost never read or watch anything that is heteronormative.

What was the last book you read? What did you like about it?

I am reading My Name is N by Robert Karjel, a Swedish writer. It’s a thriller and very layered, with intertwining stories happening in Indonesia, New York and an American detention centre in the Pacific. I’m enjoying it. The writing style is crisp, and the characters detailed and interesting. There was a news story when the translation came out in the USA, because some readers complained that they’d inadvertently picked it up, and hadn’t liked the fact that they were not warned about the central character’s bisexuality. Comments like that totally annoy me. The book’s working for me so far as a thriller.

Have you held any interesting jobs while you worked on your books?

Is it interesting that quite a while ago I worked with criminals (not in the sense that I robbed banks with them!)? They are great inspirations. Seriously, they, together with my own demons and all the crazies I’ve known, I have no shortage of characters I can write about for a very long time.

What hobbies do you have outside of writing?

I swim. I’m a geek who likes board games. Told you, absolutely bloody boring.

Thank you for stopping by and telling us more about yourself.

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The Boy Who Fell to Earth

Blurb:

A gang leaves a badly injured teenager on Jay’s doorstep. Sasha is homeless, addicted to drugs and sells himself on the streets to fund his habit. Jay’s attraction to Sasha confirms his sexuality. Now he has to come out to his macho mates. Sasha needs to stay clean when his past threatens to throw him back into the abyss. Are the two boys strong enough to stay together against all odds? A YA story about hope, courage, and compassion on the mean streets of London.

“It has a force that keeps you on the edge of the seat and a grittiness that opens your eyes and makes you think.” ~ Sinfully Gay Romance Book Reviews

“I know this is one of those stories that will play on my mind long after I’ve stopped reading.” ~ Alpha Book Club

 

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The first time Jay kisses a boy

We ended up sharing a joint again that afternoon. I carried on my one-sided conversation while he patiently listened to me, his newly cleaned hair shining in the sun. He had his back to the door frame, his eyes closed to catch the rays like he was on holidays enjoying himself, trying to get a tan. For the first time since we picked him off the front lawn, he was relaxed. I was absolutely mesmerised by the shape of his face, the lines of his nose, the vulnerability of that bruised body. I leaned forward and touched his lips with mine.

 His eyes snapped open, but he didn’t seem shocked or upset.

 Still. I moved away, awkwardly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” I muttered.

 He gazed at me, his eyes quietly assessing me. His facial expression was calm and receptive. “It’s okay.”

 My eyes went wide. “Okay? Hmm.” I busied myself with a little loose thread on my top. I hadn’t even kissed a boy before and now I had done this to a stranger, someone who didn’t yet have a name. What the fuck was I doing?

 He lit the joint and drew on it deeply. He breathed out, cocked his head, and looked at my face, as if he was trying to work me out. “Does your mum know you’re gay?”

 I stared at him. I hadn’t considered coming out seriously. Hell, I hadn’t even come out to myself, so why would I have spoken to Ma about it? “Uh, no,” I answered.

 He took another toke and passed the joint back to me. He didn’t comment further.

All my doubts evaporated. He’d acted like it was nothing special and, like he said, it was okay. Kissing a boy you found attractive was fine. I couldn’t believe I’d come out for the first time to a total stranger after kissing him.

About the Author

Zukowski is a London-based British writer who grew up in the gay village and red light district of Manchester. AZ was trained in screenwriting at the University of the Arts London; National Film & Television School and Script Factory, UK, followed by various misadventures as a film journalist, and writer and producer of short films.

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