Let's Talk About Smex, with Anne Tenino

Welcome to the next stop on the Frat Boy & Toppy Blog Tour Extravaganza! *confetti*

On this tour, I'm writing a series of posts on how I cook up a story. Not a how-to manual, just a how-I-do manual, wherein I reveal all the dirty little secrets about how I approach a story, using Frat Boy & Toppy as an example.

For a schedule—with links—of all the places I'll be on my tour, visit my blog, http://annetenino.com. There you will also find information on my tour contest—I'll be giving away a Frat Boy & Toppy notebook, signed paperback copy of 18% Gray, and e-book of my next release, Turning Tricks. To enter the contest, you must ferret out the three questions (each in different blog tour posts) and answer them in one email sent to anne@annetenino.com. I will chose one winner at random from all the emails received by 11:59 pm (PDT/GMT -7:00) April 3rd.

Enjoy!

Let’s Talk About Smex, Baby

To be completely frank, Frat Boy & Toppy is not the best book to use as an example when discussing how I approach writing dialogue. Yet I must because this post is about writing dialogue, and this is, after all, the Frat Boy & Toppy Blog Tour Extravaganza *confetti*.

Let’s begin with a study of dialogue. As in, this is how I study dialogue: I listen to the people around me. I also draw inspiration from my own exchanges with people. I’m not saying all of my fiction dialogue comes from actual conversations, but I do pull a lot of material out of interactions I have with other people.

For instance, last July, on or about the 21st, I was having an email dialogue with my good friend L.C. Chase and somehow the subject of frottage came up (authors and their deadly dull industry talk, I swear).

Anyway, L.C. was telling me about how she had been taking an art class and they were learning about a skill called “frottage”. She might have let herself laugh out loud a few times when the term was mentioned, but of course, no one in the class knew why she thought it was funny. Telling me about this, we somehow wandered around to discussing the French origin of the word. From that point on, every time “frottage” came up, I imagined hearing it in a French accent: “frot-AZH.”

That ultimately led to one of my favorite scenes in the book. Inspired, I wrote it back then and sent it to L.C. The excerpt below is a snippet of the version that ultimately made it into Frat Boy & Toppy. It’s late in the book, but there aren’t any real spoilers. Brad’s roommate, Kyle, has just inadvertently discovered Brad’s gay. His roommate Collin—also in the scene—already knew. Kyle has a few questions about it . . .

It still took Kyle forever to get his mind around it. At least, it seemed like forever. Brad sat in his desk chair and listened to Kyle’s random thoughts on his gayness. They bubbled up out of the guy like gas out of a tar pit.

Brad was annoyed and bored as shit within ten minutes.

Apparently, Collin was, too. “It’s not like he’s the only gay guy in the frat,” Collin told Kyle scornfully.

Kyle stared at him. “There are other gay guys in this frat?”

Collin shrugged and looked away, still folding laundry. Kyle stared at him a minute longer, then turned to Brad, eyes wide and face slack in surprise. “Are there? Other gay guys in this frat?”

Brad shrugged, managing a much less self-conscious one than Collin. “Statistically there have to be, man.”

“Yeah, but do you know any?”

Collin froze with a pair of holey briefs in his hand and whipped his head around. Kyle didn’t notice, focused solely on Brad. Brad finally dropped his hands from behind his head and gave Kyle his most forbidding look. “I don’t come and tell, dude.”

“You fucked him? This other gay guy?” Kyle’s voice rose so high Brad thought it might crack.

Shit. “Why are you hets all so intercourse-centric? There’s a lot more to sex than sticking it in and wiggling it around.”

Kyle’s mouth dropped open. Brad felt like he was forcefully broadening Kyle’s mind with, like, a can opener. But at least Collin had relaxed, sitting on his bed and looking at Brad with amused interest.

“Hets? Intercourse-centric? Who are you?”

“Same guy I’ve always been. This is just a part of me you’ve never seen before.” He crossed his arms over his chest and eyed Kyle steadily.

Kyle didn’t seem to notice; he was staring off into space. He shut his mouth with a snap and swallowed audibly. “Okay. Okay, so, there’s hand jobs and blowjobs and fucking, right?”

Brad snorted. “That’s a good start.” “What else is there?”

Brad tilted his chair back. He never got to be the tutor, so he planned to make the most of it. “Well, there’s frottage. Or, as the French say it, ‘frot-AZH.’ A lot of guys start there.” He supposed. Based on his research.

Collin smirked. Kyle’s eyes widened. “Frottage?”

“Rubbing off on someone. It’s really great when one guy has his hand around both—”

“Dude!” Kyle shouted, palm to Brad and doing the closed-eyed cringe. “No details. Just the basics, man.” Collin started coughing hysterically into the pair of socks he’d just balled up. Kyle looked at him. “Got to you, too, huh dude?”

Collin coughed harder and turned away. Kyle‘s brow pulled together. “I think you made him inhale something, man. That was just cruel.” He shook his head slowly.

Brad just grinned. “He’ll be all right.”

There’s more to the scene but if you want to read it, you’re going to have to buy the book, of course. To purchase Frat Boy & Toppy, visit Riptide Publishing

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Raised on a steady media diet of Monty Python, classical music and the visual arts, Anne Tenino rocked the mental health world when she was the first patient diagnosed with Compulsive Romantic Disorder. Since that day, Anne has taken on conquering the M/M world through therapeutic writing. Finding out who those guys having sex in her head are and what to do with them has been extremely liberating.

Wondering what Anne does when not writing? Mostly she lies on the couch, eats bonbons and shirks housework.

Check out what Anne’s up to now by visiting her site. http://annetenino.com

What He Says... Does Size Matter?

Being that March is five Thursdays long, today is a bonus edition of What He Says. I'm asking the age-old question: Does size matter? Some say yes, some say it's all in the technique or emotional connection. I checked in to see what they guys had to say, and par for course, they held nothing back. ;-)

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Stuart Wakefield:
If you’re a size queen then beauty pokes the eye of the holder, or something like that. As a general rule I’m not that bothered but I’m not going to complain if it turns out to be a whopper.

Thorny Sterling:
Since my husband has the only penis I’ve known in person (besides my own, obviously), all I can say is that the man’s got skills. He doesn’t need to be anything more than he is as far as my satisfaction is concerned. (And I’m bigger anyway.)

Edmond Manning:
Most guys fantasize big but can’t handle the reality. I am totally a size queen...not about length, but about heft, and how it feels in my hand and a beautifully-shaped head. Beautiful dick comes in many shapes. Is there such a thing as a *shape* queen?

Damon Suede:
Everything matters. Length. width, shape, texture, sensitivity, circumcision style, masturbation habits, testicle diameter/sensitivity/hang...you name it. No cock is the same as any other. Even identical twins, yo. And I speak from experience. :) But the real question I’d have to ask is: really matter for what? Girth is more useful when it comes to guaranteeing a prostate bludgeon with someone who’s not experienced at banging a butt. Length is more useful for things like blowing the guy you’re humping or 69ing. Nut size makes for the biggest baskets and the most extreme BJ possibilities, but they’re hell on athletes. Some of the hottest sex I ever had was with a boyfriend who had a 5-inch dick that he knew how to use like a goddamned Ninja. Some of the most boring sex of my life was with a trick who had a cock like a rolled newspaper which LITERALLY could not penetrate anything human. So yeah, everything matters.

D.H. Starr:
At the risk of sounding redundant...bravo Damon. I totally agree. I’ll say the best orgasms I ever had were with the guy with the biggest dick (length and girth) but once the relationship started to fail, it became harder (or not if I were to play on my own word choice) to reach orgasm because I wasn’t into the guy giving it to me. I’ve been with guys who are long and thin and they slide right in and feel like silk is being rubbed against my insides. I think it’s the emotions behind the guy topping you (or penetrating you) that makes for good or not so great sex.

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Now, you know we want to know your thoughts. Is it the size or how they use it?

The guys will be back next week, Thursday, April 5th, with a photo prompt. I'm also going to challenge all of you to post your 100-word take on the photo. Rumor has it there may be a pressie or two involved for those who do. ;-)

And don't forget, if you have any topics, questions or photos you'd like the guys to tackle, just shoot them my way. We'll make sure you get the credit.

Miss a previous topic? Check them all out here: What He Says Archives

Monday Music: Unchained Melody

Another oldie but goodie this week - and live in technicolor! Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers.

Kicking Back with Blaine Arden... And a Giveaway!

I’m thrilled to have author Blaine Arden here to talk a little about writing and her new release, fantasy novella, THE FIFTH SON.

Thanks so much for dropping by, Blaine.
    Thanks for having me *grin*

To kick it off, tell us a little about your new release, THE FIFTH SON. What was your inspiration?
    'The Fifth Son' is about Llyskel, the fifth son of a King. Unlike his brothers, Llyskel doesn't have a career in politics or the military to look forward to. In a world where everyone possesses magic to some degree or other, Llyskel is powerless, unable to perform even the smallest magic-based tasks. All his life, he's been under constant guard for his own protection from the magical world around him, much to his annoyance. The only time Llyskel feels free is when he paints, where the only spells he needs are the ones he weaves with brush and paint, capturing moments of beauty and giving them immortality on canvas.
    Llyskel harbors a secret wish, though, a dark desire that haunts his nights. Only Ariv, a captain in the King's army, seems to sense the truth of Llyskel's needs. The pull he feels to Llyskel is unavoidable, and the passion between them undeniable. But Ariv isn't the only one interested in Llyskel. The Queen of a neighboring country expresses her interest in the boy's talents, but her true intent goes far beyond a love of art. And what she asks may be too high a price for any of them.
    My inspiration for this story came from Storm Moon Press' 'Weight of the Gun' anthology call, actually. After my mind got over the 'no way in hell' reaction to gun porn, it started throwing out plot bunnies, and I couldn't help myself.
    It started with wanting to put a fantasy twist on it and it gave me a young prince with a desire to be stunned during sex. When I needed a reason why he hadn't done that yet, I came up with the idea of him being the only non-magical person in a world filled with magic. The story grew from there.

Very cool! What was your favorite chapter, or part, to write, and why?
    One favorite? Oh. *thinks hard* I'm torn between the first rope scene and the second rope scene. I really can't choose between them. It's hard to say why I liked writing these two scenes so much without giving too much away, but I'll try. In the first one Llyskel can't believe Ariv's solution to Llyskel's problem will work, but it does, very well, even. This scene is all about Ariv making Llyskel happy, making his dream come true. It also shows that Ariv is not willing to give up just because they had a set back.
    In the second one, Llyskel's beating himself up about something, and Ariv shows him he's stronger than he thinks he is. Empowering Llyskel is another one of Ariv's goals in life. He senses Llyskel's strength where others have failed and he wants Llyskel to stop doubting himself.

What do you think your protagonist thinks about you? Would he want to hang out with you, his creator?
    Seeing as I have about as much magical abilities as he does, he might not mind hanging out with me. It would be the first time he met anyone who was like him. As for what he thinks about me, I don't know. Nosy, chatty cow, maybe *grin*

If I came to your house and looked in your refrigerator, what would I find?
    A mess. It's high time someone cleaned it. Ignoring that for a minute, you'll find a variety of juices, ice-tea and fizzy drinks, breakfast toppings, variety of sauces and dressings, salad, veggies, meat for tonight's meal, cucumber, smoked salmon. Too much to mention, actually, it's packed.

Mmm... I love smoked salmon. :-) When did you first realize you wanted to be an author?
    I think I was about 16/17. I started writing in my early teens, but actually wanting to be an author didn't start until I'd written a story that I wanted to see published. Of course, naïve as I was, I sent it off to different publishers, too. Luckily it never came to anything, and the couple of publishers actually sending answers back were very polite about it. Last time I read a snippet of it I couldn't believe I actually sent it off.

Is there any particular author or book that influenced you, either growing up or as an adult?
    I read so much during my child hood, about five to seven books a week, I think. I never understood why you could borrow books for three weeks from our local library, not until much, much later. I was always reading. I was like a sponge, going through the children's section, moving onto the adult section, finding historical romances, detectives, fantasy. I'm ashamed to say that I couldn't name most of them.
    The one book that made an impression on me was one that I read as a grown-up, one I needed to read with a dictionary in hand the first couple of times that I read it—English was no problem, but 1920s English was a different matter—and that is 'Maurice' by E.M. Forster. I'd seen the film on TV and when I realized there was a book as well, I HAD to read it—I often read books after seeing the films. It strengthened my belief in my views on gay romance, as much as the film 'Beautiful Thing' had done and put me back on the path of writing gay romance that was started with the film 'A touch of Frost' years earlier.

What was one of the most surprising things you’ve learned in creating your books?
    That I can manage to tie it all together. During the writing I don't always have a clear picture of where I'm going in my head, but once I start editing, things just fall into place.

What was the best thing before sliced bread?
    There was life before sliced bread? Lol. Books, of course. What would we be without books?

What do you find to be the hardest part of writing?
    This ties in with the most surprising thing I've learned: tying it all together. I'm more a pantser than a plotter, so most of the story happens while I'm writing. Sometimes getting all the things in my head to rhyme on page is a struggle for me. I always feel I'm deeper into the story during the editing phase, and then halfway through editing, something will click for me, and I suddenly know how to make it all come together.

Do you need a quiet room, music, or some other background noise when writing?
    I like isolating myself at times, but complete silence is not always the solution. I often play some music while I write, mostly instrumental, because I tend to sing along otherwise. Background noise I can take, but it depends, when my boys get very loud playing their computer games it grates on me.
    Last week I experimented with writing outside the house, going to a local community center to write. I loved it. It's reasonably quiet in the mornings. People walk in and out, some come there to browse the newspapers, some play billiards and some just want a quick chat with whoever else is there (including me). Sometimes a group of children will visit the library section with their teacher and I can hear stories being read aloud amongst the giggling and chatting of the children. I really enjoyed doing that, and I'll be going there at least once a week.

What can we expect to see next for you?
    My SF novel 'Aliens, Smith and Jones' is coming out in July. It's about Keiran, a personal assistant tracking alien artifacts, who struggles to understand the strange pull he feels toward Noah, a former alien, while forces without as well as within are working against them to keep them apart.
    Aside from that, I'm working on a short set in the same world as 'The Forester', about about a mute magical baker with a penchant for scarification (slow going, that one). Next to that I'm building a background for a trans* story idea that came to me while doing an exercise from Ursula Le Guin's 'Steering the Craft'. It's just bits and pieces at the moment—like finding out while doing this interview that he's a runner. I already knew he's a tattoo-artist. Other than that I don't have a fixed idea on what the main focus of the story will be, I just know that Pip (my main character) deserves his own story.
    Further more I'm planning on writing two more 'The Forester' stories to round up Kelnaht, Taruif and Ianys' stories, and I also have plans to edit a novel I wrote over a year ago--about a blind curse-breaker who fights for acceptance. I hope to finish and submit that one before end of this year.

Wow! Those all sound fantastic. Hurry up and get them written. :-) Okay, one last question—and probably the most important. In a battle between a ninja and a pirate, who would win?
    The pirate's sword got stuck in the ninja's nunchuks. He cursed as he tried to pull it free. It wouldn’t budge. He looked down into the ninja's eyes and licked his lips. The ninja's dark eyes widened for a moment and narrowed the next as the ninja flicked his wrists and dislodged the pirate's sword from his hands.
    The pirate sighed. "All right. You win. Ninjas trump pirates, but only because you're so bloody gorgeous and distract me from what I'm supposed to be doing." He grabbed the ninja's hands and pulled him closer. "Now, can we get on with the kissing, please? These trousers are chafing."

LOL! I love that! Hands down the best ever answer to this question. Thanks, Blaine! And thanks again for taking time out of your busy schedule to hang out. Good luck with THE FIFTH SON, and all your upcoming releases.
    It was no trouble. I enjoyed myself thoroughly *grin* Thanks again for having me.

* * * The Giveaway!

Would you like score yourself a free copy of THE FIFTH SON? Well, its super easy. Just leave your name and email in a comment here, and your name will be tossed into the hat. The draw closes at 11:59pm Thursday, March 29th, and the winner will be announced right here on Friday, March 30th. Good luck!

THE FIFTH SON is available now from Storm Moon Press.

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Monday Music: At Last

Its Etta James. Need I say more?

What He Says... Where M/M Romance is Headed

Barely three years ago I, for shame, had no idea M/M romance existed. I stumbled onto it by accident. Teased really, by characters in the sub-plot of a mainstream novel. I had to have more, and my thirst was quenched when I found this fabulous niche. Now I can't imagine life without out it. It's all I want to read, all I want to write, and all I want is more.

Let's see what the guys have to say about where M/M romance is headed...

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Stuart Wakefield:
As an Indie author I think the possibilities are limitless. I’m amazed at the inventiveness of the authors in the genre. It seems that no kinky little stone is left unturned. While I do sometimes tire of endless tales of sweaty man-love, there is some interesting world-building going on to spice things up and keep readers on their toes.

Charles Edward:
What Stu said. Think of all the literature and all the stories that have been explored over the centuries—every kind of story we’ve ever read. Until recently, you couldn’t find gay characters as heroes or positively portrayed lead characters. If we appeared at all, it was as villains, minstrel-type characters, or (at best) the female lead’s confidante. Now, thanks to the growth of small presses and the improving attitudes in our society, all those types of stories are open to interpretation with gay lead characters. We can finally be heroes as well as villains.

Edmond Manning:
My book is a novel first and a M/M romance second. I sought out a famous/well-published M/M writer as a mentor and after some lovely conversation, he asked to read my work. When finished, he emailed me (quite snottily), “This (King Perry) isn’t a gay romance, it’s literature. And I don’t do literature.” To him, I violated important conventions of the M/M romance field. Personally, I think it’s time to break out of the limitations of that heading, and instead write quality books that anyone might want to read. Maybe there’s romance, maybe there’s sex...and maybe not. Maybe there’s a HFN ending. Maybe a HEA. But what if we invented more than those two options?

Damon Suede:
Homo romance is growing up. It’s sloughing off its amateur roots in slash, and starting to actually pull on its big-boy pants. Career-focused writers have narrative bones to pick and they’re picking them. Readers expect more from us (as they should), and authors and publishers are giving it to them. Increased sales volume demands a level of editorial expertise and promotional diligence. Many M/M covers equal anything you find with mass market genre fiction, which (to be clear) says more about their bottom line than our design footprint. We have matured into a legitimate going concern as a sub-genre and that means BIG changes to the way business gets done. The same-old doesn’t cut it anymore; there are no corners to cut. And anyone who thinks the big six publishing’s incipient push into e-fiction doesn’t spell ruthless competition and shrinking opportunities needs a fucking brain transplant, and a history lesson after. If we want to stay relevant, if we want to succeed, we must evolve.
    Where is M/M and gay romance headed? Onto unlikely shelves and into unexpected hands because more and more people are figuring out that when a story is great, the gender simply doesn’t matter. Genre fiction has always been the backbone of publishing, and we as a community are poised to change things for the better. I remember being a teenager and WISHING I could find a gay novel in which no one committed suicide or got the tar beaten out of them. The world has cooled considerably since then. :P

D.H. Starr:
Hmm, my esteemed blogmates have covered this topic rather well. I think as our society becomes more open-minded and accepting, the genre of M/M romance will have to adapt and adjust to meet changing sensibilities. I like the idea of gay guys being able to be both heroes and villains. I totally agree with Edmond in allowing the book and characters to be what they are and to shed the confines of what is expected. I do think that “romance” should be honored and within that genre, people expect a HEA (or at the very least a HFN). That’s simply part of the genre’s definition. But does romance equal sex? If it’s “erotic romance” I think the answer is yes. Even then, the sex doesn’t (and shouldn’t) be gratuitous. It should move the story forward.
    I’d like to see greater tolerance of such taboos as cheating. That’s real. People cheat and sometimes they are forgiven, and other times they aren’t. One of my favorite movies, Under the Tuscan Sun, starts off with a mid-life beauty, Diane Lane, getting divorced because her scumbag husband left her for another woman. I consider that a wonderful romance; not because she finds a man at the end, but because she finds herself. The movie romanticizes self-discovery and acceptance and redefining what it means to be happy. I’d like to see M/M romance move in that direction, and for readers to come to expect a story to provide that kind of experience. A fellow author who I used to critique within a group wrote the book Happy Birthday Nancy Tobin, and I reviewed this book giving it the highest rating. It reminded me of Under the Tuscan Sun and my enjoyment of the book didn’t come from the sex (although the sex was good), but from the journey.

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Where do you think M/M romance is headed?

Thursday, March 29th the boys are back with their thoughts on the age-old debate: Does size matter?

And don't forget, if you have any topics, questions or photos you'd like the guys to tackle, just shoot them my way. We'll make sure you get the credit.

Previous topics:
   Condoms
   Cross-Dressing
   New Year's Resolutions

Monday Music: Frozen

Frozen by Celldweller

Why do I dig this tune, and this band? Klayton is the reason. Celldweller is a one-man-band and Klayton is the mastermind behind it all. There is so much going on in his music, so many fusions, and the dude's on a gazillion soundtracks for mega movies, TV shows and games.

Monday Music: The Pot

And wrapping up the Maynard Keenan projects run, The Pot by Tool.

Book Review & Giveaway: King Perry by Edmond Manning

The Blurb…

    In a trendy San Francisco art gallery, out-of-towner Vin Vanbly witnesses an act of compassion that compels him to make investment banker Perry Mangin a mysterious offer: in exchange for a weekend of complete submission, Vin will restore Perry’s “kingship” and transform him into the man he was always meant to be.
    Despite intense reservations, Perry agrees, setting in motion a chain of events that will test the limits of his body, seduce his senses, and fray his every nerve, (perhaps occasionally breaking the law) while Vin guides him toward his destiny as ”the one true king.”
    Even as Perry rediscovers old grief and new joys within himself, Vin and his shadowy motivations remain enigmas: who is this offbeat stranger guiding them from danger to hilarity to danger? To emerge triumphant, Perry must overcome the greatest challenge alone: embracing his devastating past. But can he succeed by Sunday’s sunrise deadline? How can he possibly evolve from an ordinary man into King Perry?

The Review…

As I began writing this review I came to a horrible realization. There is no way I can sum up this story in a way that will do it the justice it deserves. It is truly beyond me. Edmond Manning really has given us something brilliant, unique and engaging, with King Perry.

I very quickly realized I was in for a treat when I read an early draft of the first few chapters of King Perry several months ago. My first indication of that was the rich and effortless flow of Edmond’s writing style. His prose has a timeless, almost spiritual quality to it, and as I read I felt as though I was being let in on something special--like a secret cove only the locals know about.

The story is told in first person, present tense by our mysterious and quirky narrator, Vin Vanbly. Vin’s history is only hinted at through his internal thoughts, which are insightful, humorous, and sometimes heart wrenching. I have to say that he is hands-down one of the most interesting characters I’ve read in a long time.

The story opens at an art gallery exhibit where Vin meets investment banker, Perry Mangin. After testing an unsuspecting Perry through conversation, Vin realizes he has found a lost king. The trick now is to help that king remember who he is.

Vin extends an invitation to Perry: spend one weekend following my every command and your life will change in surprising ways. Curiosity and compassion brings Perry to the appointed meeting place for the weekend kick off, an unnamed need--or maybe it’s that “what if?”--gets him on the boat to Alcatraz island and his King Weekend begins.

Through the course of the weekend Vin puts Perry through a series of tests and adventures--sometimes emotionally painful to endure--requiring Perry to dig deeper to trust not only Vin, but himself as well. Each test Perry passes cracks the doors of his heart open just that little bit more, filling up the empty and hurt places with love. Perry begins to learn that there is more behind Vin’s “tests” than appears on the surface.

To me, this story is not only about learning to love, to forgive, but also about judging people, situations, etc., by the surface, and that first impressions aren’t exactly true impressions. A few situations Vin puts Perry through appear, on the surface, perhaps not so good, but because Perry continues to stick it out he begins to recognize the game for what it is. Did they really just commit a crime? Or was the truth of the situation just evasive enough to cast doubt? And when that doubt had been cast, did he have the faith to see it through to the truth? No matter how that truth shook out?

Vin remains a mystery and his story will unfold over the next five installments. There were moments where Vin’s internal dialogue got me a little choked up, but mostly he had me laughing. I lost track of the LOL moments in this story.

It’s unfortunate that this book is filed under Dreamspinner’s Bittersweet Dreams line, because it is far from bittersweet. Granted, it is not your traditional MM romance novel. I’m not entirely sure I’d call it your traditional romance novel either, though it is most definitely a love story. It is original, unique, entertaining, heartfelt, hopeful and uplifting. The last chapter was beautiful and the note of happiness, of hope, of love, that this story ends on will leave you with a warm fuzzy and a smile. And that right there is a HEA.

The Giveaway…

Edmond has generously offered up a free ebook copy of King Perry for one lucky reader. Just leave a comment here no later than midnight (PST) Wednesday, March 7. We’ll run all entries through the trusty randomizer and announce the lucky winner on Thursday, March 8th.

Where to Buy...

If you don't want to wait to read King Perry, click here to buy it now.