Another taste of glittery, magical honey…

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Hola snippetteers!

My gambler witch is back. It’s been a while, and I’m pretty sure I’ve only posted one snippet from this story—which you can find here if you’re so inclined (Note: it comes with a hot pic of a bear, and I’m not talkin’ grizzly ;)).

The set-up: Jeffrey (the “I”) ran afoul of the owner of an illegal card club (Sal). Mike (the “he”) was sent to bring Jeffrey in to face the music. Just before this, Mike secured Jeffrey’s arms behind his back with a zip tie, and Jeffrey turned on the charm and asked for his name.

“Gotta bring you back.” He rubbed the length of his hard body against mine. His heart was about to thump out of his chest and mine would’ve been happy to meet it halfway. “Just business.”

If I didn’t know better I would’ve sworn he was under some kind of spell. Not even Sal had that cruel a sense of humor.

He whispered the name Mike in my ear, and then his mouth covered mine. Everything about the guy was big, from the mouth devouring mine to the cock pressing against my stomach.

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A little sugar

gingerbread-cookie-in-the-shape-of-a-heart-with-yin-yang-symbol-913-824Hola, snippet lovers!

This is the last weekend before the release of The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds! It’s happening on Monday, which is coming up very fast. I’m so excited I don’t know whether to Snoopy-dance or toss my cookies.

Now that I’ve given you that lovely visual here are links to snippets that probably won’t make your stomach churn (caution: the snippets may, in fact, make your stomach clench and churn and feel all manner of things, because that’s what good writing does):  Seductive Studs & Sirens, Weekend Writing Warriors, and Snippet Sunday!

Speaking of cookies… this snippet is after Phil and Lee’s post-show coffee. Phil conveniently walked to the venue, and Lee, gentleman that he is, drove him home.

 

Lee pulled into the driveway behind Jerry’s car as far as he could—blocking the sidewalk but not sticking out into the street too much. The wipers sounded like a heartbeat as they worked to clear the light but steady rain from the windshield. Lee turned to Phil and was in the middle of a sentence when Phil leaned over the console and kissed him. Just a short kiss, warm and chocolatey. It wasn’t more than a few seconds before Phil pulled back, but when he did, Lee moaned and leaned forward to keep their lips together a second or two longer.

Maybe it’s not a good-bye kiss after all.

Phil trembled as he fumbled behind him for the door latch. He felt shaken under Lee’s stare, which he was pretty sure was worthy of the label lusty, but Lee leaned back against his seat right away, so maybe that wasn’t right.

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As if to celebrate the release of Strange Birds, Dreamspinner is having a sale. Everything is 25% off through August 12th—so if you want to wait and see release day reviews before committing your hard-earned book-money, you can still get it at a discount. Or, click on the banner to pre-order a copy and I’ll make a donation to The Trevor Project. 🙂

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Smile when you say that…

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August 11th is almost here! Two snippets until The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds is released, and here’s one of them.

 

I don’t want to leave you guys in suspense—Phil goes to see Lee’s band play and afterward they go for coffee. They’re walking to stash Lee’s bass in his car; the first line is Lee’s.

 

“So, what’d you think of the music?”

Phil shivered with the effort to keep from laughing out loud. “It was horrible.”

Lee made a loud questioning sound and turned to walk sideways beside Phil. “You’d better be smiling when you say that.”

“Oh, I w-was.”

“It was pretty horrible, wasn’t it?” Lee sounded so proud.

 

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An inviting little snippet…

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I hope you had a fabulous week. I love summertime in the Pacific Northwest—we had a little rain, a little sunshine, and it hasn’t been over 80 degrees once. 🙂 It won’t last, but that’s okay too.

Last week’s snippet was pretty intense, so I thought I’d lighten things up a little this week. A few hours after Phil cut his hang-out time with Lee short, he goes out into the backyard and sees a sheet of paper flapping in the breeze. Technically, this is only 8 sentences because there’s no period after Lee signed his name…

 

Hey Phil,

Thanks for letting me see your pictures. You’re an amazing photographer.

My band’s playing Sunday night. It’s not as amazing as pictures of a hummingbird using spiderwebs to build a nest, but I hope you’ll come to Backspace around 8 anyway. I’ll leave your name at the door so you won’t have a cover.

See you!

Lee Redding

Phil tried to remember if Lee said what kind of band he played in, but he’d been too distracted by the way his T-shirt stretched across his shoulders and the skin peeking through holes in the knees of his jeans.

 

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 I’m back in full-on snippet mode this weekend. Check out all the amazing authors who participate, via Seductive Studs & Sirens, Weekend Writing Warriors, and Snippet Sunday.

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No birds were harmed in the writing of this snippet

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Here’s another snippet from my upcoming novel, The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds. I’ve skipped a couple sentences ahead from last time, and the kiss that tasted of hot chocolate. We’re still in Phil’s POV, but the first dialogue is Lee’s.

 

“You really had me going there for a minute; I was afraid you were snapping pictures of your neighbor girls in various stages of undress. Wouldn’t that be a drag? I mean, I’d probably have a black eye right now, right?” Lee laughed.

Phil cut Lee’s melodious laughter short when he jumped up and grabbed his camera and tripod, then cradling them in his arms, he stumbled backward, toward the house. “I-I g-gotta g-go.”

He heard Lee behind him—calling out but not getting any closer—and then he was inside, his feet pounding down the concrete steps. He barely made it to the safety behind his door before the panic gripped him so hard he could barely breathe through the terror.

 

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This week I’m only participating in two of my usual snippet groups—Seductive Studs & Sirens, and Snippet Sunday.

I’ll have a hop winner to announce sometime on Saturday which cuts me out of Weekend Writing Warriors (the snippet post has to be on top), but you can still visit and soak up the snippetry!

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Feel the heat…

Cover The Nesting Habits of Strange BirdsWelcome to the weekend, snippetteers!

This is my first weekend after starting my new day job (which is not at all evil!), and it’s the first weekend my debut novel is available for pre-order! Some of you may remember Phil and Lee—The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds is their story. Until its release on August 11 I’ll be sharing snippets from SB.

This is from the first chapter, the second time the guys meet. It’s a little over the sentence limit, but I promise to return to my conforming ways next week.

 

Two sentences. Phil couldn’t remember when he’d last gotten two sentences out just the way he’d intended. He smiled and raised his eyes to Lee’s. They seemed to mirror what he was feeling. Relief; happiness; desire. The next thing he knew, Lee’s lips brushed his lightly. Phil trembled but didn’t pull away.  Pride in his perfect speech along with the giddy feeling inspired by Lee’s smile allowed Phil to give in to desire, just for a moment, to take a chance it would end well. Lee leaned toward him, but not so their shoulders touched, and kissed him just a few seconds longer. He kept his mouth almost completely closed, but Phil tasted a hint of hot chocolate. Or maybe the heat came from Lee.

 Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to check out the other snippets. If LGBT fiction is your thing, visit Seductive Studs & Sirens, for a grab-bag of great fiction visit Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

If you’d like to read more about The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds, click here. I’ll donate $1 to The Trevor Project for every pre-order, to support their crisis intervention and suicide prevention for LGBTQ youth!

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Not quite a cliffhanger…

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This week I’m sharing the last snippet from my holiday story. Next week is the cover reveal for my upcoming novel so I’ll switch to that story. 🙂

This snippet is after JB’s encounter with Mr. Welcome-to-Canada, a.k.a. Cal. It skips ahead a little in the same evening.

 

When I made it back to the hostel, the homeless man wasn’t leaned up against the tree anymore. I’d stopped along the way and picked up a foot-long sandwich and a twenty-ounce bottle of water for him. The weather had taken a turn, though, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise; of course he’d get out of the mist if he could. The ground floor of the hostel housed a restaurant and bar, and there he was, leaning against the building under the awning.

I couldn’t tell if he was sleeping or awake, so I approached slowly and quietly. When I stopped in front of him he turned his face up. Slowly, his expression became that of a man who’s just seen a ghost, and then he smiled.

“JB, I knew you’d come.”

 Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to check out the other snippets. If LGBT fiction is your thing, visit Seductive Studs & Sirens, for a grab-bag of great fiction visit Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

If you’re into BDSM, a few folks I know are having a sex-positive blog hop. You can find the list of participating blogs here.

Come back next week for a special announcement about my forthcoming novel, The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds. 🙂

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Just a little greedy…

Hello and welcome to the weekend!

This week I did not forget what day it was, so I’ll be sharing a snippet from my holiday story. One more after this, and then I’ll switch it up. 🙂

In this snippet, JB gets a proper (ish) welcome to Canada, in the unisex washroom of a restaurant/bar. I’ve never had a pot pie like the one the gal served me at The Greedy Pig, so I set this scene there. Sort of. Haven’t decided how much to change the place in my story, especially since I love the name.

What do you guys think of The Greedy Cock? Too much?

Anyway, here it is.  🙂

Cal’s jeans were halfway to the floor by the time I locked the door behind me. The shock of seeing his large uncut cock bobbing—glistening in the harsh light of the bathroom—well, it about blinded me. It had been a long time since I’d seen anything like that… so well-illuminated.

But I remembered what to do with it soon enough and crossed the floor to where he stood, his back leaning against the clean, cream-colored wall. Cal was older than I’d guessed, if his gray bush was telling the truth, and I believed it a lot more than the dyed hair on his head.

Once he came, I was in unfamiliar territory. His posture and expression before I’d dropped to the floor in front of him suggested little desire for intimacy like kissing or making out. Which was fine with me, but that left…what?

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Gettin’ Outta Dodge

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This week I jumped through the last couple of hoops, and am the proud owner of a shiny new degree (which should come in the mail within 6-8 weeks). So it’s appropriate that this week’s snippet shows someone going off on vacation. No vakay for me until I get a job (stay tuned; good news could be right around the bend).

Please be sure to visit all the great snippets, and leave comments and share the links so more people can find them! Three great groups keep me inspired, Seductive Studs & Sirens, Weekend Writing Warriors, and Snippet Sunday.

 

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JB, my reluctant hero in Cascades, isn’t much for vacations, but after a conversation with his old friend Glow (here) he senses the timing might be right to get outta Dodge for a while. This snippet follows last week’s, with just a little cut out. The standard “first draft” warnings to squint apply, even though this is about 3rd draft material now.

The next day I sat in a cramped seat on the Amtrak—alone, but not in Upright. By that evening, I wouldn’t even be in the U.S. of A. anymore. And I’d thought my awkward and drunken stab at a normal life had been a complete waste of time. One weekend in Victoria, three months of wedded horror, and a quickie divorce left me with a passport card; that’s all you need to get in and out of Canada by train.

I watched the scenery go by and fantasized about never returning, about disappearing into a foreign country and just not going home. But I’m not like the man Glow was referring to, the one who left and didn’t come back.

I’m not the kind of man who breaks promises either and I’d promised Pete I’d be back at work by January second at the latest. I’d expected more of a fight, but he’d been cool, said it gave him an excuse to stay sober, or maybe rehire Glow and get lucky.

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The sun’ll come out (and there’ll be free beer)!

Hola Snippetteers!

This week will probably be a repeat of the last, in which I try but cannot visit even half of the snippets I’d like and feel horrible about it while I’m studying. Next week is my last, and then I’ll have my degree and two accompanying awards, so hopefully things will calm down a little then. But not too much, because then what would I write about?  🙂

Please be sure to visit all the great snippets, and leave comments and share the links so more people can find them! Three great groups keep me inspired, Seductive Studs & Sirens, Weekend Writing Warriors, and Snippet Sunday.

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Here’s another snippet from my WIP Cascades, which I’m hoping will grow up to be a holiday novella even though I’ve hardly done any care-and-feeding of it in the past week. This is before last week’s—JB’s boss is a tad inebriated and just told him not to worry about helping him get home, because he doesn’t want JB to hurt his back.

 

I could’ve argued, but what good would it do? He could see the gray in my beard and the growth in my forehead better than I could.

I turned off the neon signs, locked the front door, stretched out on the fold-out cot in the storeroom, and waited for morning.

Most nights, before I fell asleep I’d get to the end of my favorite relaxation technique, but not that night. Not sure why but it had been the slowest Saturday night in history. Probably had something to do with how close it was to Christmas. I fell asleep with my perfect man only half-constructed. Half remembered.

Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to check out the other snippets. If LGBT fiction is your thing, visit Seductive Studs & Sirens, for a grab-bag of great fiction visit Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

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