Find His Way Home, Unconditionally

Memorial Day Sale – 30% off

Yesterday, I released a book, and when I woke up this morning…this had happened!!

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Number four on the LGBT Kindle Short Reads list! How awesome is that? So awesome, I think I have to break out another bottle of champagne to celebrate today, too! 🙂

Meanwhile: there’s a Memorial Day Sale over at JMS Books, so if you haven’t bought my new book yet, now’s the time! 🙂

Here’s the link: Find His Way Home. Clickety-click and make a newbie author very happy! (You are, of course, allowed to buy my old book, too. I’m not discriminating my babies! 🙂 Here’s the link: Unconditionally).

All e-books are on sale, so why not browse around while you’re there. I did. I preordered Cultivating Love, written by Addison Albright. I’d also recommend you to check out the fabulous Amy Tasukada. I know May might be the wrong time for holiday cheer (unless you’re me and have spent months writing about Christmas!) but it doesn’t hurt to be prepared, right? 🙂

Run over and click away. You know you want to 🙂

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Here’s a list of today’s scheduled Release Blitz stops:
Sarandipity Book Reviews
Diverse Reader
My Fiction Nook
Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words
Boy Meets Boy Reviews

Buy links:
JMS Books | Amazon US | Amazon UK | iBooks | Google Play | B&N

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Find His Way Home – Now Available

My new book Find His Way Home is out today and I’m so excited. I loved writing Elliot and Mick’s story, and I hope you will enjoy reading about them.

Signal Boost Promotion has arranged a Review Tour and Release Blitz for me and the first stops are today. Make sure to stop by (today’s planned stops are listed below) and enter the giveaway, where you can win a copy of my first book Unconditionally

I look forward to visit all the fabulous blogs and sites. I might have to pinch myself in the arm to make sure I’m not dreaming—I’m still new to this book release business and seeing my book featured on book sites feels more like a wonderful dream than reality.

Purchase links are listed below. (And both Find His Way Home and Unconditionally are also available on Kindle Unlimited).

Now I’m going to celebrate this fabulous event with a glass of champagne. Happy weekend, everyone! ❤

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Length: 19,884 words
Publisher: JMS Books
Blurb

Shakespeare-loving teacher Elliot Dunn has been unhappy living in the big city for a long time. He yearns for fresh air, visible stars, and stillness, but his relationship with divorce lawyer Mick Hudson keeps him from moving away.

When a dramatic event occurs in Elliot’s class, he’s shaken to his core and suddenly can’t stay anymore. He leaves his partner of two years behind and returns to the tiny town in the mountains where he grew up.

Living in a rented cabin in the woods, with only an owl for company, Elliot slowly regains his peace of mind. But being away from Mick is agonizing, and when a ghost from Elliot’s past pays him a visit, everything comes to a head.

Elliot is faced with a hard decision. Should he stay on the stress-free mountainside alone, or return to the hustle of the city and try to make a life with Mick?

 
Excerpt

He spent the rest of the afternoon pacing his living room with Lady Gaga blasting from the speakers. He heard his phone ring at some point, but ignored it and kept pacing, rubbing his palms on his head, tousling his short hair. The phone rang several more times, but Elliot walked and walked, until the front door flung open and a wild-eyed Mick stood there, glaring at him.

Mick’s gaze roved over him, making sure he was okay, and then he marched over to the stereo and cut off Gaga in the middle of a rah-rah. “What the hell, Elliot?”

The curse stopped Elliot’s pacing, and he stared at his lover with wide eyes. His well-spoken, hot-shot lawyer partner never used profanities. During their time together, Elliot had heard him swear maybe once or twice, and him doing it now knocked the wind out of Elliot’s fury. He groaned, grabbed his lover’s hand, and hauled him over to the couch where he sank down, pulling Mick with him.

“I’m sorry. But I’m angry.”

“I can tell. What happened?”

“I let them buy me, that’s what happened.” Elliot spat out the words.

“What?” The question was so loud Elliot flinched. Mick sighed, stood and shook off his coat, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and kicked off his shoes. Then he sat back down, turned to Elliot, and wrinkled his nose when he saw the state of his hair. “It looks like you’ve tried to pull it out,” he muttered, and ran his fingers through Elliot’s locks, trying in vain to tame it. “Tell me what happened.”

When Elliot had recounted the afternoon’s events, Mick grabbed his hands and drew him closer, and he followed willingly. He ended up straddling Mick’s lap, arms around his neck, and his forehead leaning on his lover’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry,” Mick mumbled and rubbed his stubble against Elliot’s temple.

“I shouldn’t have taken the money,” Elliot grunted. “I’m so stupid.”

“You’re not stupid. You had no other choice.”

“There’s always another choice.”

“What else could you have done?”

“I could have told them to go fuck themselves,” he gritted out. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. “Or I could quit.”

It was several minutes before Mick asked, “And do what?”

Elliot held his breath for a moment before whispering, “I could go back home.” Mick stiffened. “I hate it here.”

“I know.” The thickness of Mick’s voice hit Elliot like a freight train, but he didn’t take back his words. He couldn’t.

“I have to go home. At least for a while. I need silence.” He caught his lower lip between his teeth to stop it from quivering. “This was the last drop, you know?”

Mick nodded and tightened his arms around Elliot until they felt like bands of steel surrounding him. “What about us?”

“I don’t know.” He hesitated. “You could come,” he whispered, knowing what the answer would be.

He heard Mick inhale a shuddering breath, and a drop of wetness landed on Elliot’s cheek. “I wish I could.” Mick voice trembled.

“I can’t stay. Even for you, honey.” Elliot was crying now too, big hot tears wetting Mick’s expensive wool suit jacket.

“I know.”

When their tears finally dried, they spent the rest of the night making desperate love, saying nothing, letting their bodies do all the talking.

Two days later Elliot was back home, enjoying the peace and quiet in a freezing cabin in the mountains. Trying to stifle the disillusionment he felt with the world and himself, while hoping he would have time to get over it before it was time to go back to work.

 
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Today’s stops on the Review Tour:

Stops on the Release Blitz:
Coming Soon, Find His Way Home, Writing Update

Monday update

Hi everyone. I know I’ve been a little silent lately, but I’ve been feeling really off. I’ve hardly written anything for two weeks, I’ve felt like all the words have run out.

I think I need to watch less news. It upsets me and screws with my creativity. But on the other hand, it’s difficult stop watching, considering the current climate. I don’t know what to do. Any suggestions?

However: I feel a little better today. It might have something to do with the fact that I wrote 2K words yesterday.

I also wrote some lyrics. One of my MCs (in WIP#2 I’m currently working on) is a songwriter and he’s written a very special song for someone very special.

Do you know how freaking difficult it is to write lyrics? Luckily the MC isn’t a big star or anything, so the lyrics don’t need to be Billboard material. But it took me four hours or something for 171 words. Adding to that was equally many hours the other day when I came up with the structure and the concept.

So eight hours in total for 171 words. Not even 21,5 words/hour. Songwriting is hard. And I’ll probably rewrite it, but it’s a start.

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Writing lyrics requires pen and paper.

Other than that I’m done with the editing for the Christmas story. I’ve had it out for three rounds of beta-reading, had an intense discussion about loose ends, and edited, edited, edited. But I’m happy with the result now, and all I have left to do is write a blurb and a summary and then it’s ready for submission.

So maybe not so lazy after all?

Have a great week.

Oh, I almost forgot. Five more days until Find His Way Home!! I’m excited!

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Preorder links for Find His Way Home:
JMS Books | Amazon US | Amazon UK | iBooks | Google Play | B&N

Coming Soon, Find His Way Home

One week until Find His Way Home

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Just one week until Find His Way Home is released and I’m excited. Excited and nervous, because I’ve sent out ARC’s for reviews, and what if no one likes my new book? It’s very scary.

And just like last time, I’ve asked Signal Boost Promotions to help me promote it, and signed up for a Release Blitz and a Review tour. So if you’re a blogger and want to feature me on the blog, click here to sign up. And know you’ll get my undying, eternal love if you do! 🙂

I’ve also joined Facebook. Well, you already know I had a page before, but I signed up for a profile too, so I won’t have to use my legal name in groups and to interact with people. So if you want to be my friend, click here 🙂

Have a great weekend everyone!

Buy Links for Find His Way Home:
JMS Books | Amazon US | Amazon UK | iBooks | Google Play | B&N

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Edits, edits, and more edits

Happy Monday everyone. I hope you had a interesting and productive week last week. I did. It didn’t contain much writing (about 3K words maybe) but I did lots and lots of editing.

As I’ve already told you I edited my upcoming book Find His Way Home. After two rounds, my fabulous editor was happy (and if she’s happy, I’m happy).

I thought that while I was in editing mode I might as well continue. So I rolled up my sleeves and dug my teeth into Red Popcorn Strings and Gumball Rings. 

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I dusted off the Christmas playlist in Spotify, warned my husband about the upcoming holiday spirit (who put on his big over-ear headphones like the Grinch, because that wasn’t what he felt like), and listened to a few select songs.

It worked like a charm. Except for when I listened to Last Christmas and started crying because I still haven’t gotten over the loss of my beloved George Michael. Other than that—perfect.

After five songs or so I was filled with holiday cheer and finished the edits super quickly. Now it’s with one of my most trusted betas and I await her comments eagerly.

This week I’ve gotta get some writing done, though. I have all the grand plans for the upcoming months, and books don’t write themselves.

Also: make sure you stop by on Wednesday when I will post something really important about how you can help in a very worthy cause. Click the image below if you don’t want to wait until Wednesday!

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Have a great week, friends.