Sins of The Father – Sam Burns

If her last work, Straight From The Heart is any indication, Sam Burns‘ next novel premiering on July 27th is sure to be a thrilling read!

Six years ago, Keegan Quinn was working for his father in the Irish Mob. When a shootout left him shattered in more ways than one, he left the family business and opened a bar in downtown Chicago. Now with his father sick and the FBI investigating the family, his old life is threatening to tear his new one apart.
The last thing FBI agent Jon Brookfield expected to find while investigating the mob was a kind, soft-spoken man like Keegan Quinn. Dating wasn’t in Jon’s plans, but he’s willing to make changes. When the Quinn family business and Keegan’s ex-boyfriend threaten to come between them, Jon has to decide just how important their newfound relationship is to him.

This novel is intended for adult audiences, and contains swearing, violence, and sex scenes.

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Feeling Lost

Do you ever just feel like you’re lost? You know you want to be doing something but you don’t know how to start.

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I am currently participating in the #hotandsticky writing challenge as well as Camp NanoWriMo. My goal for the month is 18k. I am about on par for where I need to be for Camp NanoWriMo but I am extremely behind on the #hotandsticky challenge of 55k by the end of August.

One thing that I am extremely happy about is the fact that I have written EVERY SINGLE DAY since the first of June! It feels great to know that I have made such an amazing habit.

But the last few days, I feel like I am just in a slump. Like everything and anything that I write is trash and not worthy of putting down on paper, or in my Word document rather. 🙂

It know it’s not. I know that I’m just in a dark phase and I will move past it. This too shall pass.

I just need to focus on me and my happiness. I’m used to listening to everyone else and helping them with their needs and well-being but I need to focus on me.

Julia Cameron, in The Artist’s Way, suggest Artist’s Dates. Take yourself, by yourself, out on date. Do something creative. Whether it’s to a coffee shop to journal and people watch, or maybe to a stationary store to treat yourself to a new pen or notebook. Do something for you!

I have friends who support my writing endeavor. They give me encouragement. They give me prompts and ideas at times too.

I’m thankful for them and their encouragements but I don’t need to think so much about them and their thoughts and opinions that I let it affect my writing. My writing is for me. If I ever publish professionally, it will be for others to enjoy but it will still be for me ultimately.

There are people that don’t understand why I write what I write. They don’t understand my wanting to write Male/Male (M/M) Romantic fiction. I could go on and

on for hours about how I felt like I was such an outcast in high school because I knew that I was different and I felt like no one ever was going to be the same as I was.

My friends were alright with my being gay but my parents, they were not.

They didn’t understand. They hated it. My family was never the same after my coming out. My coming out hadn’t even been intentional. A forgotten note left in a jeans pocket before laundry day.

 

But any-who, when I was in high school, I never dated. I never went to the prom. I never went down to the lake and broke curfew because I was too busy making out.

I never had the opportunity because there was never anyone else like me that I could connect with in high school.

That is why I turned to writing. If I couldn’t experience the love and romance that I wanted to, my characters sure as hell were going to.

That’s why, when I write, most of my characters end up living blissfully happily ever after.

I’m happy for the most part myself. I have a good job. I don’t make a lot of money. But its a fairly easy job. I have a bit of down time where I can ponder on my story.

I have friends and family that love me but I am still alone in a romantic sense. Is it because I’m scared? Yes. I’ll admit that. I’m scared to put myself out there because I’ve been hurt in the past.

The following quote is from the 2007 movie Shelter. The scene is Tory and Zach at the beach. Zach is unsure of moving forward with his relationship with Shawn.

“We don’t belong to people forever.” Tory to Zach – Shelter
“Then why bother?” Zach to Tory – Shelter

Why bother? You have to go after what you want because if you don’t, you’ll never know what you were missing.

🙂 Seems kind of ironic considering I’m alone and haven’t went after what I wanted. But in regards to my writing, I’m trudging ahead!

Happy Writing Everyone! Huge Hugs!!

Book Review – Straight From The Heart

A page turner, that’s for sure! If I hadn’t been at work, I would not have been able to put it down! The imagery was so well done. It takes a great author to be able to paint such vivid pictures with simple words.
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The build-up of the relationship between Alex and Liam is done so well. The characters are so real that it seems as if you know them by the end of the book. If the author has done their job, isn’t that how it should be?
 
I can’t wait for the next book in the series!!
 
Happy Reading!!
 

New Fiction – Just In Time For NanoWriMo!!

My dear friend, Casey Wolfe will have a new novel releasing out on March 27.

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When Ethan Brant was shot, he found himself dealing with severe PTSD and unable to do his job as a police officer any longer. With the aid of Detective Shawn Greyson, the man who saved his life, Ethan not only finds himself again but discovers love as well.

Shawn’s life growing up was less than ideal, however, he overcame that to become who he is today. That doesn’t mean he isn’t missing something in his life. What Shawn hadn’t realized, upon first meeting, was that Ethan could give him all that and more.

One bullet changed both their lives.

LGBT+ fiction is near and dear to my heart as I read and write it myself. This story itself is of a category that I especially enjoy. The Hurt/Comfort [(h/c) as it is sometimes shortened] category is interesting to me because it deals with one character, or both sometimes, being hurt and the other, or both sometimes, having to help one another rebuild themselves after an illness, a death, or any situation that can drag a person down.

I am eagerly awaiting the release as I wish to read this before Camp Nanowrimo coming up in April.

From Casey’s Tumblr Blog:

Hey, everyone! I’ve set up a Thunderclap campaign, and I need your help. Using Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, or all of them, Thunderclap allows everyone that signs up to blast a message over social media at the same time, thereby spreading the word of whatever campaign they’re supporting. In this case, it’s the “One Bullet” book launch.

The catch? I need a minimum of 100 supporters for the blast to go out. So, support, spread the word, and encourage your friends to support it, even if they’re not going to read the book – maybe someone else they’re connected with will want to.

Let’s see how far we can spread this!

https://www.thunderclap.it/projects/54036-one-bullet-book-launch/embed

A CHANGE 

Tomorrow is a new month! It’s the month of Nanowrimo. It’s also the month of my birth and that seems spiritual to change and change is exactly what I am going to do!

I need to focus on my writing! I need to focus on getting my finances in order! I need to focus on changing any and all aspects of my life for the better to live a happier and healthier life!

I am fixing to start reading Living Beyond Your Emotions by Joyce Meyer and I am adventuring on the Nanowrimo journey as well!

Best wishes to all!

Lady In The Streets

As soon as he walked through the door, I was on him. My hands on either side of his face, my lips on his.

“You’re always so feisty when we come home from the bar,” he said between my kisses, nips and bites along his jaw and throat.

He still had no clue.

“You just don’t get it, do you?” I asked, panting slightly as I stepped back from him.

“What?”

“The fact that it drives me insane having to pretend like I’m just nothing to you. You can act like the macho straight guy that just sits there and teases the little gay guy. Asking me if I want you to fuck me. Asking me if I want to spit on your dick. Darlin’, you know good and well that you aint never fucked me.”

“Uhhh,” he started but I stopped him with a finger to his lips.

“Uh uh. You aint never fucked me. You make love to me. I know you got an image to keep up in public and I guess if it means you come home to me at night, I’ll let you keep up your image on the outside,” I said, sliding my arms around him, my head in the crook of his neck. “But I should tell you, there’s a rumor going around the store that you’re a lady in the streets but a freak between the sheets.”

“And just who started that rumor?”

“Don’t look at me. I didn’t. But I like to know that it’s true.”