I'm thrilled to report that two of my titles and a slew of others by talents like Mel Keegan and Nicole Gordon are now available directly through The GLBT Bookstore blog page. Come for some great deals and excellent reads!
GLBT Book Binge
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Showing posts with label The GLBT Bookshelf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The GLBT Bookshelf. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Thursday Thirteen - Celebrating The GLBT Bookshelf Rummage Sale
To promote Mel Keegan’s GLBT Bookshelf rummage sale, I’ve listed thirteen books from the sale “table”.
1. Miya – of course I have to plug mine; this one is returning from the March sale
2. Unmasking Miya – this brings back the characters in a new tale
3. Almost Home by Nicole Gordon – I’ll have to buy my friend’s ebook even though I’ve already had the pleasure of reading
4. A Case of Mistaken Identity by Nicole Gordon – ditto; it’s a good read, folks!
5. Aquamarine by Mel Keegan – all his books that I’ve read are compelling; to keep with the theme, I already enjoyed this one
6. Painting Stephen by Jayne DeMarco – I had the joy of helping with final edits on this one
7. Queerpunk by Cecelia Tan and Kelly Kinkaid – now I’m out of titles I’ve read and will list ones I want to buy; this futuristic collection sounds quite titillating
8. Umbriel by Mel Keegan & Jayne DeMarco – a collaboration! I’m intrigued
9. Fun with Dick and Shane by Gillibran Brown – I can’t resist a bit of humor
10. The Game in Spain by Lydia Nix – this trio sounds sexy
11. The Geography of Murder by P.A. Brown – a mystery with sex in it? I’m there
12. Man’s Best Friend by P.A. Brown – ditto
13. Moving On by Fabian Black – about the only one I listed with a heat rating lower than five (tells you what I like, huh?), its theme of redemption caught my eye
And here's the sale page!
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1. Miya – of course I have to plug mine; this one is returning from the March sale
2. Unmasking Miya – this brings back the characters in a new tale
3. Almost Home by Nicole Gordon – I’ll have to buy my friend’s ebook even though I’ve already had the pleasure of reading
4. A Case of Mistaken Identity by Nicole Gordon – ditto; it’s a good read, folks!
5. Aquamarine by Mel Keegan – all his books that I’ve read are compelling; to keep with the theme, I already enjoyed this one
6. Painting Stephen by Jayne DeMarco – I had the joy of helping with final edits on this one
7. Queerpunk by Cecelia Tan and Kelly Kinkaid – now I’m out of titles I’ve read and will list ones I want to buy; this futuristic collection sounds quite titillating
8. Umbriel by Mel Keegan & Jayne DeMarco – a collaboration! I’m intrigued
9. Fun with Dick and Shane by Gillibran Brown – I can’t resist a bit of humor
10. The Game in Spain by Lydia Nix – this trio sounds sexy
11. The Geography of Murder by P.A. Brown – a mystery with sex in it? I’m there
12. Man’s Best Friend by P.A. Brown – ditto
13. Moving On by Fabian Black – about the only one I listed with a heat rating lower than five (tells you what I like, huh?), its theme of redemption caught my eye
And here's the sale page!
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Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Save! Save! Save! The GLBT Bookshelf Rummage Sale is Here!
It's September, and that means Mel Keegan's GLBT Bookshelf is hosting its second rummage sale. I'm honored to have two titles alongside the talented Mr. Keegan, the original "Miya" from March's discount sale table and now the characters are back in "Unmasking Miya". There's a little something for everyone among the offerings, so I hope you'll join me in checking out the bargains!
The GLBT Rummage Sale *
* for mature audiences only
The GLBT Rummage Sale *
* for mature audiences only
Friday, May 14, 2010
I'm published!
Granted, my e-book is freely available for downloads, but it was given away prior and therefore, I feel, unethical for me to attempt selling. And it's for a good cause, to promote traffic on Mel Keegan's wiki site, The GLBT Bookshelf! The man kindly put together my humble story with a beautiful cover by Jade. If you're interested in great, gay oriented fiction, come on over for some great titles! Please stop by and support our various artists:
Free Gay Reads
Below you'll find an excerpt. First, I need to rectify an error. I neglected to credit any of the wonderful folks who aid and inspire my writing. Special thanks to Dilo Keith, A. Catherine Noon, Nikki Memmott, Evilynne, and Myladymystere! You've all improved my writing (any and all shortcomings are mine alone). For anyone not listed, please forgive my need for brevity!
Now, meet Michael Blanc, Corporate Stress Reliever by trade and optimist by choice. He knows all too well that life can throw rotten fruit in your face. In 2186, Michael makes the most of just desserts. Employed as confidante and lover to those that make up the whipped cream topping on that big apple pie, New York, New York, Michael has survived the whipping and now nibbles a nice, big slice of the pie.
Excerpt from "Memoirs of a Corporate Stress Reliever":
“Michael,” Javier crooned. “You look magnifico.”
“I feel magnificent, thanks to you.”
The fact that he used my first name indicates his pride more than anything else he could have said. We both know my relationship with Mr. X is like securing a pension. I don’t plan on ever being exclusively his and that suits me just fine.
I soon reach the car, a classy current model. The firm keeps nothing junky and replaces anything outmoded. That edict extends to people. Today, confident and titillated, I don’t allow the knowledge to bother me in the slightest.
My surety fades as time passes and I am alone in my office to rattle about the space. He’s a busy man whose schedule can change in a heartbeat yet I never failed to get a courtesy call before this. Not from him, understandably, the word filters down to some undersecretary charged with my notification.
I keep telling myself this lapse has nothing of import attached. The unprecedented consideration was never forthcoming in any other organization, let alone from the CEO!
Forcing myself, I eat my lunchtime salad. Gloves and jacket come off for this, then are put right back on when I finish. Half the food tossed, the usually tasty staple held no taste for me. I remain too aware of the clock and Javier’s obviously wasted effort on my appearance, not to mention my waste to the company’s bottom line.
I’m standing in front of the full length mirror primping again when I hear his code unlock the door. Thank the shadow faeries! I couldn’t schedule anyone else in his stead without permission and zero productivity is a black mark no matter what the cause.
Flanking him are two identical young women. Girls, really, they offend me with their presence. How dare he sully my space so? And I can say nothing, essentially owned by way of my contract.
He ushers the dull creatures inside. Eyes bleary, he gropes one unsteadily. She shows no response, obviously doped for smuggling. It makes me sick.
“I brought you a souvenir. There’s one for each of us!”
Bile rising, I swallow my fury and revulsion. Mentally I seek some excuse, a way out, knowing none exists.
“You should see your face. I’m sorry. Bad joke,” he scolds himself. Then he yells at the closed door, “Smith! Take your trash away!”
Turning back to me, he grins lopsidedly. Is he drunk? If I didn’t know better, I’d say he smells like grain alcohol. A decade since prohibition, defunct drinking establishments have all turned into oxygen and juice bars.
The other man makes two attempts with his own code before entering. His nose and cheeks are beet red.
“See? Michael’s not amused. That was mean,” Smith slurs.
He genuinely respects me. I’d been a sympathetic ear over several bad deals and one rotten divorce. I’ll try to forget this procurement of the twins he hauls out of sight. He winks at us behind their skinny backs.
I secure the entrance against additional intrusion. When I turn back, the master of my domain has quietly sprawled in a doze on the couch. Now what?
Remembering my training, I put on his favorite instrumental and take a seat close by. The music has always helped him relax and he sleeps safe and well. This resolution ends my distress if leaving me bored. I try to think of boredom as extravagance instead of what it is. I dislike inactivity. In any case, I have the visit on record.
Allowing my mind to drift, I slip into a waking dream state to halt the encroaching restlessness. My comportment calm, I preserve a rigid posture of ready servitude.
A shift beside me calls back my awareness. Bloodshot eyes regard me. They are not unkind, almost apologetic.
I hope this whets your appetite. A steamier snippet is up on my Sand Castles blog. Happy reading!
Free Gay Reads
Below you'll find an excerpt. First, I need to rectify an error. I neglected to credit any of the wonderful folks who aid and inspire my writing. Special thanks to Dilo Keith, A. Catherine Noon, Nikki Memmott, Evilynne, and Myladymystere! You've all improved my writing (any and all shortcomings are mine alone). For anyone not listed, please forgive my need for brevity!
Now, meet Michael Blanc, Corporate Stress Reliever by trade and optimist by choice. He knows all too well that life can throw rotten fruit in your face. In 2186, Michael makes the most of just desserts. Employed as confidante and lover to those that make up the whipped cream topping on that big apple pie, New York, New York, Michael has survived the whipping and now nibbles a nice, big slice of the pie.
Excerpt from "Memoirs of a Corporate Stress Reliever":
“Michael,” Javier crooned. “You look magnifico.”
“I feel magnificent, thanks to you.”
The fact that he used my first name indicates his pride more than anything else he could have said. We both know my relationship with Mr. X is like securing a pension. I don’t plan on ever being exclusively his and that suits me just fine.
I soon reach the car, a classy current model. The firm keeps nothing junky and replaces anything outmoded. That edict extends to people. Today, confident and titillated, I don’t allow the knowledge to bother me in the slightest.
My surety fades as time passes and I am alone in my office to rattle about the space. He’s a busy man whose schedule can change in a heartbeat yet I never failed to get a courtesy call before this. Not from him, understandably, the word filters down to some undersecretary charged with my notification.
I keep telling myself this lapse has nothing of import attached. The unprecedented consideration was never forthcoming in any other organization, let alone from the CEO!
Forcing myself, I eat my lunchtime salad. Gloves and jacket come off for this, then are put right back on when I finish. Half the food tossed, the usually tasty staple held no taste for me. I remain too aware of the clock and Javier’s obviously wasted effort on my appearance, not to mention my waste to the company’s bottom line.
I’m standing in front of the full length mirror primping again when I hear his code unlock the door. Thank the shadow faeries! I couldn’t schedule anyone else in his stead without permission and zero productivity is a black mark no matter what the cause.
Flanking him are two identical young women. Girls, really, they offend me with their presence. How dare he sully my space so? And I can say nothing, essentially owned by way of my contract.
He ushers the dull creatures inside. Eyes bleary, he gropes one unsteadily. She shows no response, obviously doped for smuggling. It makes me sick.
“I brought you a souvenir. There’s one for each of us!”
Bile rising, I swallow my fury and revulsion. Mentally I seek some excuse, a way out, knowing none exists.
“You should see your face. I’m sorry. Bad joke,” he scolds himself. Then he yells at the closed door, “Smith! Take your trash away!”
Turning back to me, he grins lopsidedly. Is he drunk? If I didn’t know better, I’d say he smells like grain alcohol. A decade since prohibition, defunct drinking establishments have all turned into oxygen and juice bars.
The other man makes two attempts with his own code before entering. His nose and cheeks are beet red.
“See? Michael’s not amused. That was mean,” Smith slurs.
He genuinely respects me. I’d been a sympathetic ear over several bad deals and one rotten divorce. I’ll try to forget this procurement of the twins he hauls out of sight. He winks at us behind their skinny backs.
I secure the entrance against additional intrusion. When I turn back, the master of my domain has quietly sprawled in a doze on the couch. Now what?
Remembering my training, I put on his favorite instrumental and take a seat close by. The music has always helped him relax and he sleeps safe and well. This resolution ends my distress if leaving me bored. I try to think of boredom as extravagance instead of what it is. I dislike inactivity. In any case, I have the visit on record.
Allowing my mind to drift, I slip into a waking dream state to halt the encroaching restlessness. My comportment calm, I preserve a rigid posture of ready servitude.
A shift beside me calls back my awareness. Bloodshot eyes regard me. They are not unkind, almost apologetic.
I hope this whets your appetite. A steamier snippet is up on my Sand Castles blog. Happy reading!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Exciting News
I just received an email from Mel Keegan, esteemed author of 25 novels featuring pivotal gay characters and themes in a variety of genres. Before I get to his all-important message, I must tout the man’s talent. Currently reading his science fiction "Narc" series, I can't get enough of the iconic characters, Jarrat and Stone. The guys' romance really enhances their hair-raising battles with futuristic drug syndicates. Mel Keegan has written everything from fantasy to historical and even a wonderfully funny comedy piece. And that's not all, as he's doing great things to support other authors of gay and lesbian titles.
The man has a wonderful project in the gay and lesbian author site, The GLBT Bookshelf, which I've mentioned before. He took my humble erotica novelette, "Miya", and turned it into an e-book for a Bookshelf advertising fundraiser in March. I currently own the rights to “Miya” with its lovely cover created by the talented Jade.
Now for today’s exciting news, Mr. Keegan is going to publish another of my stories as an e-book! This piece was formerly available for free reads elsewhere without a fancy cover, so I'm excited by this prospect and proud to help promote The Bookshelf! Jade again offered her talent to the project , too, an added bonus. Once the free downloads are available from my meager catalog and others such as Mel, himself, I'll put up a link for you.
When that time comes, I hope folks will come enjoy free reads and spread the word about The GLBT Bookshelf. As for me, I'm going to go squeal like a little kid and then get back to work polishing my sci-fi slanted, gay erotica titled “Memoirs of a Corporate Stress Reliever”.
You can find it here: Free Gay Ebooks
Happy reading!
The man has a wonderful project in the gay and lesbian author site, The GLBT Bookshelf, which I've mentioned before. He took my humble erotica novelette, "Miya", and turned it into an e-book for a Bookshelf advertising fundraiser in March. I currently own the rights to “Miya” with its lovely cover created by the talented Jade.
Now for today’s exciting news, Mr. Keegan is going to publish another of my stories as an e-book! This piece was formerly available for free reads elsewhere without a fancy cover, so I'm excited by this prospect and proud to help promote The Bookshelf! Jade again offered her talent to the project , too, an added bonus. Once the free downloads are available from my meager catalog and others such as Mel, himself, I'll put up a link for you.
When that time comes, I hope folks will come enjoy free reads and spread the word about The GLBT Bookshelf. As for me, I'm going to go squeal like a little kid and then get back to work polishing my sci-fi slanted, gay erotica titled “Memoirs of a Corporate Stress Reliever”.
You can find it here: Free Gay Ebooks
Happy reading!
Monday, March 1, 2010
GLBT Bookshelf March 2010 Fundraiser
Check out this first time opportunity! For one month only you can get some fantastic deals on five new tales of romance and passion, some very steamy m/m, as well as 50% off (!) discounts on a plethora of novels by the illustrious Mel Keegan. The GLBT Bookshelf rummage sale can be found here:
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT / PARTIAL NUDITY
GLBT Bookshelf March 2010 Fundraiser
Come search out that perfect gift or treat yourself. Prices couldn't be better and you'll be supporting a good cause by helping promote this group of independent writers.
As for me, I'm tickled pink to be in the company of such prestigious talents. And to see my first material treated to professional book packaging has me on cloud nine.
Happy shopping!
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT / PARTIAL NUDITY
GLBT Bookshelf March 2010 Fundraiser
Come search out that perfect gift or treat yourself. Prices couldn't be better and you'll be supporting a good cause by helping promote this group of independent writers.
As for me, I'm tickled pink to be in the company of such prestigious talents. And to see my first material treated to professional book packaging has me on cloud nine.
Happy shopping!
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