New release–royalties go to charity

I’ve solved some of your holiday shopping needs.

The Sacrifice and Other Stories is now available. You can buy it in Kindle format or, if you love the feel of real books or want to have something to wrap and put under the tree, you can buy the print version. I’ll put buy links at the end of this post.


The print book makes an excellent gift because, as you can see, it has Catherine Dair’s gorgeous cover, plus it’s a hefty volume: 400 pages!

What you or your lucky giftee get is 4 short stories and 3 novellas, all fantasy m/m romance. Two of the stories are brand-new and exclusive to this anthology.

Here’s the extra good part: I’m donating 100% of my royalties to Doctors Without Borders.

So you should buy copies for all your m/m romance-loving friends and family members, right? Or maybe this is the perfect chance to introduce a newbie to m/m romance.

If you or your bestie prefer audiobooks instead, then how about The Festivus Miracle?

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Joel Leslie did a great job narrating this holiday short, and again, all my royalties go to Doctors Without Borders.

To tempt you, here’s a little tease. It’s a brief excerpt from the title story, The Sacrifice.

The water was still hot, and Ohron hissed a little as he lowered himself in. Once he was submerged to the shoulders, though, he tilted his head back against the smooth tile edge and groaned. “This is good. I’ve never even seen a tub this big.” Five men could have fit comfortably with him. He watched as Rylo joined him. “I suppose this is nothing special to you.” The gleam in his eyes suggested that he was referring to more than the bath.

“It’s not an everyday thing for me either. We clean ourselves with cold buckets of water and hard soap. We’re only allowed in the bath when we’re….” He looked away.

“When you’re bathing with a dead man,” Ohron said, completing Rylo’s sentence.

“You still look alive to me.”

“For a few hours more.”

Before Rylo could answer, Ohron closed his eyes and ducked completely underwater. He emerged a moment later and shook his head, scattering droplets.

“Be careful,” Rylo warned. “The oils in the water will sting your eyes.”

“Why would you care? Will you get punished if I’m damaged goods?”

“Possibly.” It was only a partial truth. If Rylo were being totally honest, he would have admitted that he didn’t want Ohron to suffer needlessly. He liked Ohron. Most of the sacrifices were hard men; and while some of them shed their cruelty in the desperation of their final hours, few of them spoke much. Ohron was a hard man too, but he was treating Rylo like a real person instead of simply an object intended for his comfort.


My last donation of my self-published royalties was a substantial and satisfying amount: $3000. I’d love to top that this time. So please check out the buy links below and stock up on gifts. And spread the word! Thank you!

The Sacrifice and Other Stories:


Print version, from Amazon

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Please welcome K-Lee Klein! Giveaway too!


K-Lee is doing a giveaway for an ebook copy of Textual Attraction. Leave a comment and tell us which piece of technology you just can’t live without. Contest will be open until December 1st.

Tell us a little about your writing process. Do you write slowly and steadily or all in a rush? Do you plot or pants?

I’m a very sporadic writer. I can go a few days with nothing on the page, then suddenly BAM! I’ll write 4000 words in one sitting. I also have at least three stories going on at the same time. I just can’t write one story at a time. I would love to say I’m an organized plotter, but alas, I’m a very disorganized pantser. I usually have a plot idea first, but then my characters are given priority. I always know physical appearance, ages, mannerisms, likes, dislikes, etc. If I’m lucky, I have the beginning and the ending of my story with maybe a little in the middle. Of course, this rarely happens so I just go on my merry way and hope things eventually tie-in together. As for an actual written outline, I’ve tried and failed every time. Lol.

Do you have comfort reads? What are they?

My comfort reads are very important for my sanity. I have quite a few, but most are old school books. The Home series by TA Chase. The With or Without series by JL Langley. Bareback series by Chris Owen. Keeping Promise Rock by Amy Kane. Taking the Odds series by James Buchanan. Drawn Together by ZA Maxfield. And I embarrassingly admit, there are certain fan-fiction writings which are also important comfort reads for me, especially Stucky.

How do you decide what project to work on next?

I do a lot of “PAX collections” with Amber Quill where there will be a general theme and the writers submit stories based on that theme. Those are interesting to do because there can be such variations, and because they keep me writing. I also do a lot of series (often not on purpose) so those books are always waiting to be written. And my muse can be quite fickle so some days I may plan on writing one thing and end up writing something else.

Is there anything you must have while you write? Caffeine? Chocolate? Peace and quiet? Strangely enough I write best in the bathtub on my iPad and I usually have a movie or TV series going, as well. My muse must like the water – sometimes for up to three hours. I also write with music, and depending on the story, I’ve been known to listen to a singer, album or even song on repeat for a really long time.

When is the last time you laughed really hard?

This is going to sound ridiculous, but it was at a gif of The Winter Soldier and Captain America where Bucky is dancing and wiggling his hips. I still giggle at it every time I see it (on my iPad where it seems to have made a home). I think you have to know my obsession with those two particular characters to understand. 😉

You’re stranded on a desert island. What do you most hope you find in FedEx packages that wash ashore?

Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Salt n Pepper potato chips, Coke Zero, and an acoustic guitar. (see my obsession per question #5)

Do your characters ever make you angry?

I have one character that I favor and love with all my heart, but can also make me see red. He is, of course, Brett Taylor from Unbreak My Heart. Brett and I both went through a pretty tough time when I wrote his original book – I broke him and myself in the process. He’s also the one character that sticks with me the most and is easiest for me to step into. He’s bossy, always tries to butt in when it’s not his turn, but has a heart of gold. I adore writing him because under all that tough, alpha cowboy exterior lies a sappy old-fashioned romantic who loves with all his heart and everything he has.

What are you working on now?

I have a short story coming out on December 6 from the aforementioned Unbreak My Heart series called Unbridled Hearts. And right now I’m writing a novella called Gimme Shelter involving two musicians (a fiddler and cellist), another novella tentatively titled Twist of Kate with two feuding neighbors and a cat, the sequel to Finally Home, and the second story in my Stone Magic series featuring Dart. I’m also rewriting a couple of free short stories called Lazy Sundays and Lazy Valentines. They’ll be combined into one novel with the rest of Scott & Devon’s story. It’s one of my most popular pairings and I’m excited to work on them again. So, as you can see, I like to stay busy, or maybe, enjoy being a little insane most of the time. 🙂



TextualAttractionTextual Attraction

Lewis has spent most of his adult life looking after his aging parents, and he recently ended a relationship with a domineering guy who’d been nothing but bad for him. Despite his less-than-stellar track record with men, he’s still hopeful there’s someone out there for him, but he’s learned to be careful with his heart.

So he can’t figure out why a cryptic, gruff, drunken voice mail from a stranger named Jerry doesn’t make him hit the DELETE button. It’s clear the man’s got the wrong number. But when Jerry begins to text, Lewis finally responds saying he’s not the guy Jerry wants. Jerry, however, is nothing if not persistent, and he keeps texting and teasing Lewis, even after he knows the truth.

Lewis is surprised when something sparks between them. Jerry turns out to be charming and witty, and they develop an odd friendship through text messages. When Jerry suggests they finally meet in person, Lewis is apprehensive, yet curious. Can he take the big step to meet Jerry face-to-face? More importantly, can he maybe even trust Jerry with his heart?



“I’m acting ridiculous,” he said to absolutely no one. “It’s only a phone call. Doesn’t mean it has to be bad news or any news at all.” He’d seen his mother earlier, and he’d heard his father shuffling around the apartment, so Lewis’ two biggest fears were unfounded.

With the gentle slide of his finger, he arrived at the voicemail page. He didn’t recognize the number, but he threw caution to the wind, guessed his password in two shots, and pressed the play button.

“Hey, Tom. It’s Jerry…” LOL!

Tom and Jerry, really? Now all Lewis could picture was a feuding cat and mouse, and that made him feel old—old and extremely curious.

“I know we didn’t end on good terms last week, but I found that color-challenged knit cap of yours in between the cushions of my couch. I know you’re pretty attached to it, so I figured you’d want it back. You already have my number…or maybe you don’t. It’s 555-6722, so, you know, if you want it just give me a call or else I’ll just drop it in the lap of that homeless guy down on Seventh. Doesn’t matter to me. Yeah, okay…well, later…or not.”

Lewis quite liked the deep, raspy voice. It was one of very few kinks for him, surely obtained from television and movies with hot growly men in them. J Kink aside, he found himself interested in the stranger in the message, despite the weird cartoon names and telltale slur he attributed to alcohol. The background noise was rife with loud music and glass bottles clinking together. Calling from a bar to return, or not return, an ugly cap didn’t seem the perfect way to go about talking to someone. But who was Lewis, who rarely used the phone at all, to judge?

When he finally fell asleep, visions of knit caps danced in his head. They sat atop two lumberjacks he was certain he’d seem in one lumbersexual calendar or another. Yeah, that was definitely another kink of his lately. Unfortunately, they had the disturbing faces of a cat and mouse with appropriate matching plaid shirts and sexy growls. The men-animals were moving in what Lewis could only describe as the worst twerking dance ever, and, oddly enough, were accompanied by a dance version of “Everybody (Backstreet’s Back).”

Textual Attraction

Available November 22, 2015 from Amber Quill Press

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K-lee Klein has lived in one part of Western Canada or another for her entire life. She’s a doting mother of three now-grown kids, and has had characters and plots running around her head for as long as she can remember. In an attempt to avoid major writer’s block, she keeps the image of muse on her leg so he can’t run off too far, unfortunately it doesn’t work all the time. K-lee’s days consist of planning her next tattoo design for her growing collection, having a lot of baths since her muse loves the water, and fighting off an abundance of fabulous gay men, large and small who continually bounce off the walls of her skull, competing for their turns to tell their stories.

Among her favorite sub-genres to read and write are rock stars, cowboys, shifters, friends-to-lovers, and opposites-attract relationships. But to be honest, she’s open to almost anything if it involves messing around in the heads of her characters. She’s also big on series—because she has a hard time letting her characters go—and is usually working on a handful of stories in various stages of completion all at the same time.


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Please welcome Taylin Clavelli!


Blog Tour – Secret of the Manor by Taylin Clavelli

Title: Secret of the Manor

Author: Taylin Clavelli

Genre: Gay romance, mystery, paranormal, adventure

Length: Novel

Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing


Warren Blake is an accountant at the pinnacle of his career. After accepting a new position he decides to settle in the scenic Cotswold village of Walmsley Hackett.  A village with a colourful history of myth, old wives tales and mystery.

One morning during his train ride into work, Warren notices a small quaint church which he becomes enchanted with. Curiousity compels him to find the church and when he finally does, he discovers an unmarked grave in the corner. Feeling sorry for its occupant, Warren becomes a frequent visitor.

Little does he know that the young man inside the coffin needs a champion and Warren is chosen.

What follows involves a ghostly medieval joust, witchcraft, love, and Warren risking his life.

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About the author

Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She’s married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paper—or rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasn’t stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology – Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa—finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

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Cover Reveal: The Sacrifice & Other Stories

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The Sacrifice and Other Stories–available now for preorder!

I’m very pleased to reveal Catherine Dair’s beautiful cover for my new anthology. The anthology is available for preorder now and will release on November 27. It’ll also seen be available in a print edition. Perfect fof holiday gift-giving!

This anthology contains two brand-new fantasy short stories. It also contains three novellas and two additional shorts–over 400 print pages of m/m fantasy romance!

And you know what’s even better? I’m donating 100% of my Royalties to Doctors Without Borders.

A sickly man seeks recovery in a seaside cottage.

A temple slave tends a man due to be sacrificed.

A soldier releases a genie.

In seven fantasy short stories and novellas, men find passion with other men in the most unexpected places, and even the gravest circumstances may open the door to hope and love.

This anthology includes two brand-new short stories. In “The Sacrifice,” Rylo is a temple slave tasked with comforting a man who is scheduled to be killed in the morning. In “Chasing Away Cold,” Daku builds an ice sculpture of the god Jarli in order to ensure the end of winter. The collection also includes three novellas and two additional short stories, gathered for the first time in a single volume. “Treasure” introduces Jules, a young man who travels to the quirky seaside town of Urchin Cove to regain his health—and finds an unexpected treasure washed up on the beach. Xolani, a soldier in “Three Wishes,” picks up a small glass bottle and unleashes a surprise. Another soldier, Volos in “Guarded,” will risk everything to save Prince Berhanu. In the sequel, “Mato’s Tale,” an unassuming innkeeper gets a chance for adventure. And in “The Downs,” Enitan is unjustly banished and comes to discover that the demons he must face aren’t the ones he expected.

Join Kim Fielding on journeys through imagined worlds where magic is commonplace and romance lies just around the next bend. All royalties from the sale of this book will be donated to Doctors Without Borders/Medecins Sans Frontiers.

To celebrate, I have a nice little giveaway. So please preorder, enter the contest, and spread the word!

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Weekend wanderings

Spending the weekend with the family in Rattlesnake Angels Camp. I love the Sierra foothills this time of year. Beautiful, and the weather can be glorious. We were going to do a little hike on Sunday at Calaveras Big Trees State Park, but it looks like rain and snow are on the way. We’ll probably have to rethink that plan. Today an outing to Sutter Creek is on the agenda. I’ll post photos.

Next week I’ll have a cover reveal for Sacrifice and Other Stories on Tuesday. Preorders will be available then too. This is a big (almost 140K–over 400 pages) anthology of fantasy stories, two of which are brand new. It’ll be available in Kindle and print editions. All my royalties go to Doctors Without Borders, so you can indulge yourself or buy a gift for a friend, all for a good cause.

Good Bones will release on audio any day now, with narration by the talented Nick J. Russo. Remember that you can also buy the audio of The Festivus Miracle right now–and I’m donating my royalties for that one too. Joel Leslie did a fantastic job. And K.C. Kelly’s narration of Rattlesnake should come out in December. I can’t wait!

I’m about halfway through writing my 14th novel right now. The working title is Love Can’t Conquer. It’s a fairly angsty contemporary set in Portland and starring an urban park ranger and an ex-junkie. The story was inspired by my noisy neighbor, who was blasting “Ode to Billie Joe” in his back yard a few months ago. Thank you, noisy neighbor.

In light of recent events, can I ask you to do me a favor? Do an extra kindness for someone today. A stranger, maybe. I’d love it if every bit of negative energy in the world could be completely overwhelmed by positive energy.

Eat Your Alligator!: On Wings of Song by Anne Barwell

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OnWingsofSongThanks for hosting me today, Kim.


Although Aiden and Jochen’s story in On Wings of Song begins when they meet during the Christmas Truce in 1914 during WWI, it is not just a story about war.  It is also about two men finding themselves, and each other.


One of the reasons I enjoy writing stories set during—or after—a war is that I can explore how it impacts on not only those who fought, but society as a whole. What the men and women went through was horrific. However, that is not the focus of the story, but the beginning.  Books have been written set in the midst of battles and telling the story of those in detail, complete with blood and guts.  I try to give a glimpse of it, of the moments that impacted my characters, rather than show every battle, including the gory details.


I love exploring history. Society and technology may change, but people don’t.  They still live and love, and need encouragement to follow their dreams.  I don’t believe that anyone truly wins a war. Both sides suffer physically and emotionally, which is why this story is told from the perspective of Aiden—who is British—and Jochen—a German.


This is a story that, although it begins during a war, is about a shared love of literature and music between two men who have the potential to be friends and more.



Six years after meeting British soldier Aiden Foster during the Christmas Truce of 1914, Jochen Weber still finds himself thinking about Aiden, their shared conversation about literature, and Aiden’s beautiful singing voice. A visit to London gives Jochen the opportunity to search for Aiden, but he’s shocked at what he finds.


The uniform button Jochen gave him is the only thing Aiden has left of the past he’s lost. The war and its aftermath ripped everything away from him, including his family and his music. When Jochen reappears in his life, Aiden enjoys their growing friendship but knows he has nothing to offer. Not anymore.


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“I’ve seen it,” Aiden said quietly. “I wish to God I hadn’t.” He looked directly at Jochen. Jochen met Aiden’s gaze. He’d seen an echo of Conrad’s fire in Aiden when he’d talked about his music earlier that afternoon.


“Don’t die on the wire, Aiden.”


“I’ll try not to.” Aiden’s words were an empty promise. They both knew it, but what else was he going to say?


The red-haired man Aiden had spoken to about arranging the burials walked over to him. He too held a shovel, and he wiped perspiration from his brow despite the cold. “There’s going to be a combined service for the dead,” he told them. “In about ten minutes in no man’s land in front of the French trenches.”


As they made their way over, men were already beginning to gather, soldiers from opposite sides sitting together, conversation dwindling to a respectful silence. A British chaplain stood in front of them, a Bible in his hand, a German beside him. Jochen recognized him, although he didn’t know his name. The young man was only a few years older than Jochen and was studying for the ministry—would he ever get the chance to complete those studies?


Jochen and Aiden found somewhere to sit a few rows back from the front and joined the company of men. The German spoke first. “Vater unser, der du bist im Himmel. Geheiligt werde dein Name.”


The British chaplain repeated the words in English. “Our Father who art in Heaven, Hallowed be thy Name.”


They then spoke a few words each, some from the Bible, the rest from their hearts. Their congregation was silent apart from a few quiet “amens.” Jochen saw a couple of men wipe tears away. He was close to it himself.


Finally the chaplain bowed his head in prayer. When he’d finished, he spoke quietly to the man who had come to stand next to him. It was Captain Williams. He nodded and looked over the crowd, his gaze fixing on Aiden.


Aiden must have guessed what Williams wanted. He inclined his head in response and then stood. Jochen glanced between the two men, confused. What did Williams expect Aiden to do?


“Aiden?” Jochen asked softly.


Aiden smiled at him and began to sing. “O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining….” He lifted his head, his voice strong and clear, each note building on the last to create something truly beautiful, something angelic. Aiden’s eyes shone; his body swayed slightly in time with the music. He was the music.


His audience sat in awe. Jochen could feel the emotion rippling through the men around him, tangible, as though he could reach out and touch it. He felt something inside himself reach out, wanting to be a part of it, to be carried along the wave of pure music, to grab it and never let go.



Anne Barwell lives in Wellington, New Zealand. She shares her home with two cats who are convinced that the house is run to suit them; this is an ongoing “discussion,” and to date it appears as though the cats may be winning. In 2008 she completed her conjoint BA in English Literature and Music/Bachelor of Teaching. She has worked as a music teacher, a primary school teacher, and now works in a library. She is a member of the Upper Hutt Science Fiction Club and plays violin for Hutt Valley Orchestra. She is an avid reader across a wide range of genres and a watcher of far too many TV series and movies, although it can be argued that there is no such thing as “too many.” These, of course, are best enjoyed with a decent cup of tea and further the continuing argument that the concept of “spare time” is really just a myth.


Anne’s books have twice received honorable mentions and twice reached the finals in the Rainbow Awards.




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Eat Your Alligator!: Nighttime Promises by M.A. Church

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Eat Your Alligator!: Nighttime Promises by M.A. Church


NighttimePromisesSo what in the world possessed me to write a story about tentacles? *laugh* Originally the idea came from an anthology submission. While I’d written sci-fi before, tentacles was a new one for me.

Most of those stories I’d read were dark and edging on toward scary. So I decided to do something different. My alien does indeed have tentacles, but they look more like dreads and are on his head. On the males of the species, they’re part of his reproduction system. So, yes, the tentacles like to come out and play. *wink *

I didn’t make the 25K word count cut off. Not only did I not make it, the story ended up close to 90K! It ended up with not one, but two, humans and several tentacled alien warriors. What can I say? They all had a story to tell.

It didn’t take long to see that while the alien’s tentacles were very much a part of the story, the books themselves didn’t revolve around just that. I actually ended up devoting a lot of time to world building. The series starts on earth and then ends up in outer space—on the alien’s planet lol!


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When you wish upon a star… it comes true in ways you never expected.


Things have gone downhill since Sheriff Bryan Coltrane got involved in the FBI’s investigation of a recent UFO crash. Not only is a homophobic agent pushing his buttons, but he’s made contact with one of the aliens…who wants him for a mate!


Daroshi, a warrior with tentacles from the planet Maz’Rar, monitored the rescue of his captain, Ziang. Impressed by the courageous and brawny human male, he wants Bryan for his own despite knowing little about the race. Neither man is prepared for the problems arising from Daroshi’s desires, or the passion exploding between them.


What’s an alien to do when his mate harps on his civil rights and makes demands? He makes the wishes come true.




“I had two big-ass aliens after me, of course I tased him. What did you expect after the way you busted through the window? You think I was going to offer you a beer? And fuck, my house is probably gonna burn down since I left the damn stove on!” Bryan yelled. “Son of a bitch, I left the damn stove on.”

The door to Medical opened and Shawn walked inside, with Blayno guarding him. He’d heard most of the conversation from outside.

“Huh, I did tell you he wouldn’t come without a fight.” Smirking, Shawn took in the flushed faces of Daroshi and Bryan. “Think I also warned you to disarm him.”

Daroshi threw his hands up in the air. “Are all humans like this?”

“Only the ones half scared out of their minds.” Shawn turned to Bryan. “How’s it hanging, dude?”

“Shawn?” Bryan whispered, relieved to see another actual human. “Is that really you? They didn’t, like, turn you into a pod person or something, did they? It’s really you?”

Shawn choked back a laugh. “It’s me.”

He walked closer to Bryan, and Ziang growled loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls. “Shawn, do not move any closer to him, he has a—”

“Chill out, E.T. I’m not the one he’s threatening.” Shaking his head, he jumped on the medibed and sat down next to Bryan. “Bryan, they aren’t going to hurt you, I promise. But the knife has to go, dude.”



About the Author:


M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!


When not writing, she’s exploring the latest M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two children. She was a finalist in the Rainbow awards for 2013.


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Why I’m Not Doing NaNo

I’ve been writing stories as long as I can remember–I think as long as I could write at all. And for decades, if you’d asked me my dream job, I’d have said, “Writer,” in the same longing voice someone might yearn to be a rock god or movie star.

But for some reason I was convinced I couldn’t write a novel. I don’t know how or when or why I started telling myself that lie, but I believed it.

Until I fell down the rabbit-hole. Which particular rabbit-hole was that? Fanfiction, my dear. Specifically, Buffy the Vampire Slayer fanfic. The slashy kind starring Spike and most of the guys (except Andrew. Please God, not Andrew.). First I read it. A lot of it. And then in November 2008, just when the end of the semester nonsense was beginning to drag me down, I was attacked by a giant plot bunny. I shouldn’t have been surprised, considering the size of the rabbit-hole I’d fallen into.

I wrote my very first fanfic, and it was 118,000 words long.

Okay, I said to myself. So maybe I can write something novel-length. And people even liked it. But I couldn’t possibly write an original novel, right?

I ended up writing a lot more Spike fanfic–as in 126 stories in all. I’m quite proud of some of them, and if you have a yen for the stuff, you can find me on AO3 as whichclothes (warning: I was often not very nice to poor Spike).

A funny thing happened, though. When I was writing that first fanfic in November 2008, I read other people talking about this thing called NaNoWriMo–National Novel Writing Month. I was intrigued. But surely I could never write an original novel at all, let alone in 30 days.

Well, I guess I thought on that for some time. Because in November 2009, I tried my first NaNo. The result? 66,000 words written in less than a month, and my very first novel: Stasis (which will be reissued in a second edition by Dreamspinner Publications in May 2016; I just finished the first round of edits!).

The subsequent Novembers brought Flux and Equipoise, the rest of the trilogy. I had to admit it: I can write a novel. I wrote Good Bones for my 4th NaNo. And I didn’t stop writing after that. I abandoned my poor beleaguered Spike and wrote original fiction in earnest. My 13th novel, Rattlesnake, came out this summer. Thirteen!

I’m not doing NaNo anymore. It doesn’t fit my writing schedule very well–I’m currently about 15K into a novel. And I don’t need it anymore to prove a point to myself or to give me incentive to write.

But God, I really appreciate what NaNo did for me. How it taught me to dump a stupid old lie.

And you know what? This year, both my daughters are NaNoing.


Listen for a good cause

Halloween is past–and that means winter holiday season can officially begin. I’ll be doing a few things to celebrate, but one is already available.

festivus cover“The Festivus Miracle” is now available on audio. It’s narrated by the very talented Joel Leslie.

It’s short but guaranteed festive!

And you know what else? I’m donating all my royalties from this book (audio and Kindle versions) to Doctors Without Borders. So you can get a fun listen and also do good.

Not only that. If you become a new subscriber to Audible and make this your first purchase, I get a $25 bonus–which I will donate as well. C’mon, You should be listening to audiobooks. There are some really terrific ones out there (my Good Bones and Rattlesnake will be out on audio soon). Audiobooks are my incentive to get out the door for my daily walk.

Please consider buying “Festivus Miracle.” You can get it at Audible, Amazon, and iTunes.

Oh, and those other holiday celebrations? I’ll soon have a special fantasy anthology available for sale. All my proceeds from that will also go to Doctors Without Borders. And in December, Dreamspinner Press will release “Grateful”, a Hanukkah story.