Win a Copy of Absolutely Eric!

I'm always excited when I have something up on Stumbling Over Chaos. I love that site ^.^ Chris and her cats are so funny. We're offering a copy of Absolutely Eric! Here's your chance to win. Ends on May 10th.

There will be more chances: I'll offer a copy during the Hop Against Homophobia on 17th-20th May. You can win one of two copies through Goodreads, if you add the book to your to-read list (ends on May 11th). Lastly (for now), I'm offering a copy at Book Reviews and More by Kathy on May 25th. That's four copies all in all.

But yeah, for now go and check out Chris's site. There are also loads of other books to win - a few every week.

Being Interviewed Today

The lovely Angelica Dawson interviewed me a few days ago and the interview was posted on her site today. I talked about how I choose my books, how I plan my (not so) brilliant posts, promo and LGBT rights.

Other matters of interest: The Hop Against Homophobia is only fifteen days away! Woohoo! Fourteen days, if we exclude this one!

Okay, I'll post something a little more meaty tomorrow.

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Excerpt: Grade-A-Sex Deal

Excerpt for Grade-A-Sex Deal:


A light knock on the door brings me out of my misery. The only perk of this job is about to enter, and perky he is indeed.


Troy Anderson pokes his beautiful face into my office, swings his slim, athletic body inside and locks the door behind him.


“Come in,” I say calmly to the young kid who only ever wears skin-tight jeans and sleeveless tops. My guess is that he does it just to tease me. I can’t take my eyes off his thin waist and nicely toned biceps and whenever he catches me ogling, he shoots me a smirk.


“What can I do for you, Troy?”


“You can give me an A on that exam you’re making,” Troy replies in his low, seductive voice. His blue eyes scan the table in front of me. Out of habit I pull a folder over my notes.


“And why would I do that?” I ask in my monotone teaching voice.


Troy’s full lips quirk into a smirk. “Because we have a deal.”


He walks to my desk and traces the edge with a long finger. My eyes follow that finger where it slides off the wood and lands on his growing bulge.


“The deal’s off,” I state matter-of-factly.


An old magazine lies on top of my screen. I grab it and pretend to sink my consciousness in the wonders of the South-American rainforests while everything within me is fantasizing about what he keeps hidden in those jeans.


“No way,” Troy says with a confident smile in his voice. “I haven’t been coming to see you every week for you to bail out now. The exam is next week.”


I count down a full minute before I lower the magazine to answer. “I’m very well aware of that, Mr. Anderson, but you didn’t show up last Monday night. You broke the deal.”


“Oh come on, I was studying,” he says and for the first time I hear a crack in his resolve. It surprises me so much that my eyes fly up to meet his. That gorgeous, sandy-blond hair half covers one of his blue eyes and sweeps the curve of his neck. His slender jaw flexes on his tanned face as he swallows.


“What do you propose?” I ask calmly, trying hard not to reveal how much he affects me. His mere presence is enough to have me jumping hoops. Yes, we do have a grade-A-sex deal, but the more we meet the more I like having him around.

Excerpt: Hot Hands

Excerpt for Hot Hands:

I try to act casual as I walk down the empty hallway, plotting a way to counter Joey’s attack. But when I stop by a small dark space ready to twist around and tackle back, I get pushed into the darkness with speed I didn’t know Joey possessed. My school bag drops to the floor with a thud.

“Joey!” I yelp in surprise as my face is pressed against a wall.

“Joey?” a deep voice vibrates from the back of my neck. 

I gasp out loud. This isn’t Joey. Joey’s voice is much higher. 

“What do you want?” I ask through rattling breaths and a heart that’s ready to pop.

“What do you think I want?” he growls into my ear.

Oh God, when he says it like that, it’s pretty clear. I can’t believe this is happening right here in school. With my mind going numb, I try to escape, but he’s a good six inches taller than me and he’s strong. He pins my wrists to my back and pushes me into a dark room. I’m about to scream for help, when I feel his big hand on my ass. Hot and gentle.

Hot-Hands.

Hope, by William Neale

Hi guys,

I don't normally promote books I haven't read, but I felt compelled to promote this one (it's on my to-read list now). It was written by the wonderfully sweet William Neale, a true gentleman in every sense of the word who passed away earlier this year from a fatal heart attack. This was his last book, and it's sad that he didn't get to see it through the birth, but his partner Marty was there to deliver, along with the help of MLR Press. It's already gotten some great reviews and I'm sure it'll get many more. I plan to read this before I go to GayRomLit 2012, as there will be a small tribute in Bill's honor at the MLR Press's Day Of The Dead Party (the name may sound inappropriate in this context, but the event had been planned before Bill passed away - he was one of the GRL 2012 organizers). Kris Jacen, at MLR Press, took it upon herself to finalize the manuscript.

Here's the blurb:

Dumped by his closeted lover only to fall for a man who's already taken, Spencer Hawkins finishes up his fellowship to discover he doesn't have a job. For anyone on the outside looking in, it seemed Spencer was failing miserably at life in general, until one phone call changes everything. The prospect of pulling up stakes and relocating to a new city provides the one thing he needs most---Hope.

Hunter Harrison's partner has left, abandoning not only him but their adopted son whose heart defect has left them in limbo awaiting a heart transplant that may not come in time. It took meeting Spencer for Hunter and his son to find something new to hold onto---Hope.

Building a love that can last a lifetime will take strength and the one thing they found in each other---Hope.

And here's the purchase link: $7.99 at MLR Press