My Rogues Gallery

I am proud to say that I think I have some of the hottest men in my stories. In order of appearance, I have a cheeky hacker cum escort and a serious lawyer – Shane Templar and Matthew Langer from ‘Stripped Bare. In ‘Saving Alexander’ I have Alex Montgomery and Christopher Sage –  Alex is a romance writer just like me ;)  and Sage is an actor. ‘Worth Keeping’ boasts Owen Butler, an estate agent, (I know, not so sexy) and Nick Mathers, light house keeper. Then my latest release ‘Double Alchemy’ features Cade Mairston, a Water Sprite, and Quinn Fairmont, a Warlock. Quite a mixed bunch indeed. I think my Rogues Gallery is rather tasty.

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And of course let’s not forget Taliesin, the dark and brooding sixth century Welsh sorcerer, the ‘other’ man in Quinn’s life…

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And finally, here’s Toby Prentiss and Rain Engel from ‘Waiting for Rain’. Hotel Manager and carpenter, and I make no apologies for the fact they are both shirtless…

 

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You can get to know them all intimately if you fancy by taking a little trip down to my Amazon Author page and seeing all my books.

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I mean this is simply such a smorgasbord of delectable men and I hope you’ve enjoyed meeting them. :)

Next time I may well introduce you to some of the gorgeous, talented and oh so sexy men of the Male Pole Dancing Group I run on Facebook with fellow admin, Shanella McBeth. We have such fun don’t we *winks*

Here’s a little teaser pic…

 

The incredible Kenneth Kao

The incredible Kenneth Kao

 

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Difference Between Preternatural, Supernatural, and Paranormal?

susanmacnicol:

I rather liked this article explaining the difference between the different fantasy genres. What do you think ?

Originally posted on DaphneShadows:

While working on my defining the fiction genres series , a thought occurred to me.

What is the difference between preternatural, supernatural, and paranormal? And do they differ enough to actually matter when referring to what genre book you write?

Then I stumbled into an (awesome/heaven) secondhand bookstore which categorizes books under the following categories: fiction, romance, horror, science fiction/fantasy, and paranormal.

I know for a fact that Barnes and Noble has now changed their store again and their genres (that I pay attention to) go as follows: science fiction/fantasy, fiction/literature, and romance. They don’t factor in horror or paranormal as their own genres. Horror is under fiction, while paranormal is under fantasy/science fiction.

So yeah, that didn’t help.

I figured I didn’t know what to figure. So, naturally, I Googled it. And guess what? No one has a one correct answer, but tons of people have their own opinions…

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SEEING DOUBLE Book Blog Tour – Algenon Lush

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Good morning Algenon and welcome everyone to the Seeing Double Book Blog Tour. Algenon, I hope the tour has gone well so far and I’m very pleased to have you here. I’m loving this cover and the hot guy on the front….I really find myself wanting to lick the screen over and over again. :)

Portrait of handsome man lying naked on bed.

Let’s find out what this book is all about….

The man-hunt is under way, and David’s keen to a snag a husband without having to complete every date of his 52 First Dates challenge. With several successful meets behind him, there’s a growing feeling of confidence that his search could actually work. But now that the novelty’s worn off, finding the motivation to keep going is about to become harder.

David finds himself trying to juggle meeting new men and providing a shoulder to cry on his to battered and pregnant friends. And, with a plethora of hotties vying for his attention, things are about to get more complicated.

Seeing DOUBLE is a 13,000K SHORT STORY, or about 37 pages.

Release date:  February 10th, 2014

Why not check out the other books already available in the series ? I can vouch for their hotness, you can check out my review for ‘The Man Plan’ here 

My review of The Man Plan

And what about Algenon himself ?

A. Lusch lives in London and has been though much of the same path as David – in fact – this series is based around true events.

Of course, there is MUCH more to come in the tale, but, don’t worry, now the scene is set, there’ll be many more dates per book. Is there a happy ending in sight? You’ll have to keep reading to find out.

A. Lusch fully believes in never settling, always striving for the perfect match, and never giving up on your man once you’ve found him – oh, and eating A LOT of donuts!

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My review of Seeing Double

I’m really enjoying the 52 First Dates series by Algenon Lusch.  Seeing Double is the third short, sexy read about David’s journey through ‘Manland’ to find the perfect mate.  I like the fact that the author is able to take the reader on his own personal sexploits rollercoaster ride with a sense of irreverence and glee that makes me snigger and giggle. The opening scene of the book is hot, dirty and sexy and a realistic account of what sex is all about between two blokes. Because it’s written by a gay man whose been there and done that. So how much more real can it get? It’s refreshing to see how David thinks about sex, how he goes about choosing the type he like- as he definitely has a type – dark, tight and tanned, preferably short if they’re Asian and tall if they’re Latino, with names like Prana, Karim and Rav. This man knows what he likes and he goes after it with gusto.

It’s a light hearted romp of male sexuality, of London life and watching TV shows like Skins and Greys Anatomy. The secondary characters like Jess, David’s best girlfriend, is well rounded, funny and a great foil to David’s personality. I like the flow of the writing, the easy going banter between friends that makes you feel as if this is indeed ‘real life’. I like David’s frank assessment of himself as gay, a bottom and that versatile doesn’t work for him, no matter how hard he tries. And toilet stalls are obviously made for more than taking a whizz in his opinion.

And of course when David meets the Greek twins Theo and Alex, then he has some choices to make. I mean one gorgeous hottie is a treat but two? It’s a sexual Smorgasbord of duel delights. Poor David has to keep his wits about him to keep up with this pair…or should that be a double pair ?

I’m really looking forward to reading more in this series and finding out if David gets his man…and if that conjures up pictures of Male Mounties, then I think my job here is done. Even if I’m not referring to the Canadian sort :)

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52 First Dates – Boxed Set

Portrait of handsome man lying naked on bed.The boxed set contains all three books already released in the series – Book 1 -The Man PLAN, Book 2-  Friends and FRENCHMEN, and Book 3 – Seeing DOUBLE.

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Pet Peeves – what are yours ?

What are your pet peeves when you read a book ?  Pet Peeves are those little things that are personal to you, as a reader, that perhaps spoil a story for you. They have nothing to do with how well written how the book is, how defined the characters are or whether the plot line makes sense. It has nothing to do with the quality of the work produced, the creativity of the ideas or the overall pulling together of a tale that probably took a writer a long time to finish. It has nothing to do with the satisfaction of combining all of this to make a readable and enjoyable and entertaining story.

No. Pet peeves has everything to do with how  a reader  didn’t like a story because it irked you in some way that possibly to someone else wouldn’t even matter.  And we all do it, no matter how we try not to. It influences our feeling for a book, our emotional state in a negative way.

As a reader myself, I have a few of my own. I blogged about this recently on Sid Love’s site. You can read the article here. It was entitled Penises, Sex and Porn.

http://sidlove.com/2014/02/09/penises-sex-and-porn-psp-for-short/

petermeterIt was the penis size thing that was my bugbear. The fact that I don’t need to read a book to find out the guy had a six, eight or ten inch dick when he was doing someone, or putting it where it mattered. The numbers are a little distracting.

Another thing I dislike is cliff hangers. I’m an impatient git. I don’t really want to be left Cliffhangerhanging at the end of a story with a real cliff hanger that leaves me wondering whether the men in love are going to make it or not. I like my HEA (Happy ever after) or HFN (Happy for now) endings. I have no issue with a theme being continued into another book, one that didn’t affect their ending, hell, I’ve done this myself. But I need to be secure in the knowledge that when I finally close that book, the two main protagonists are together.

And yes, when it comes to my M/M romances, I am a definite purist. The sex action should be between men and have no het sex in it whatsoever. That’s just the way I like my stories. I read M/M for a reason -because I find sex between two men hot, lusty and real – and I’m not fond of having a vagina pop up when I’m still thinking about cocks and arses.

a5ea8080429858e2cb67a98ff7dbcad5Some of the pet peeves I’ve seen written by readers about my books are that they dislike pet names being used. In Stripped Bare,  some people took real exception to Matthew and Shane being called Matty and Shay. They thought it was childish and spoilt the story for them. Another reader didn’t like the German translations I’d provided for some of the things ‘Matty’ said although they had been translated by a German speaker specially for me. It turned out there were a number of different ways to say what I had and this person didn’t like my version. In Saving Alexander, some readers didn’t like the fact that Alex was having it off with another man while seeing Sage, although this was basically the whole premise of the book.

While pet peeves are valid though, a reader should take care not to let them unduly influence their perception of the book. They have their merits but these personal dislikes should not detract from the overall review of the book based on the things I mention in the opening paragraph. One needs to give the author their dues when considering the book as a whole and not nitpick on the little things that simply gave you, the reader, cause for dislike.

Simply consider this when writing a review of any kind for a story you’ve read and while always worth mentioning, try not to let it get in the way of the author’s craft and your overall assessment of their story.

On a completely different subject – here’s an interesting man indeed. I’m participating in a bog hop which necessitates me hiding this man’s name somewhere in a previous post. So here goes and perhaps you’ll be enlightened at the same time :)

Alex Jones is an American radio host, author, conspiracy theorist[1][2] and documentary filmmaker.[3] His syndicated news/talk show The Alex Jones Show, based in Austin, Texas, airs via the Genesis Communication Network on more than 90 AM, FM, and shortwave radio stations across the United States and on the Internet.[4] His websites include Infowars.com and PrisonPlanet.com.[5][6] His YouTube channel has been viewed over 360 million times.[7]

Jones has been the center of many controversies, including his statements about gun control in the wake of Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting.[8] He has accused the U.S. government of being involved in the Oklahoma City bombing,[9] the September 11 attacks,[10] and the filming of fake Moon landings to hide NASA‘s secret technology[11] and the killing of “thousands of astronauts”.[12]He believes that government and big business have colluded to create a New World Order through “manufactured economic crises, sophisticated surveillance tech and—above all—inside-job terror attacks that fuel exploitable hysteria”.[13] Jones describes himself as a libertarian and a conservative.

My Worth Keeping Blog Tour is still going and there are chances to win copies of my books. Head over here to enter

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A portion of the proceeds of this novel will be donated to the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children - http://www.nspcc.org.uk

Title: Worth Keeping

Author: Susan Mac Nicol
Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Release Date: 23rd December 2013

Nick Mathers pulls Owen Butler from the freezing waters off the Norfolk coast, but Owen’s love can carry Nick back from the edge of oblivion. 

Abused horrifically as a boy, Nick Mathers has come to terms with his existence as a man. Mostly. Other days life seems a little much. Especially when Nick knows he’ll always be alone.
On those days his thoughts turn black. He walks the Norfolk coast and considers the frigid embrace of the waves. And then, one stormy night, he finds someone who’s tasted just that. The beautiful stranger on the beach is near death, and Nick rushes him home to slowly nurse back to health. As he does, he finds a love unlike any other. Owen Butler’s body is as warm as the sea was cold, his heart as big as an ocean. And Owen is a man who swears to repay the favor. Nick can yet be saved from himself, and he will see that he is indeed a man…

 
WORTH KEEPING

 ”We have to re-iterate that this Author will always be an automatic one-click for us. Her writing is flawless and her flawed characters are completely lovable. There’s always something quirky and fun in her stories as well as drama, angst and heaps of passion! We can highly recommend!!” – Gitte & Jenny – Totally Booked Blog
“The cast of supporting characters adds depth and color, and the subplot of impending danger is artfully woven into the fabric of two men learning to overcome their own limitations, to open to the possibility of love and to redefine who they are. … this is a novel… Worth Keeping.” – Beach Bum Books
“Susan has written what I found to be a truly wonderful story about two damaged men that fit together in a way that gives them a relationship that can be everything they never dared to dream of.” – T. Kurtz, Book Addict
…it is a beautiful story of survival. It is a story of two men who fought for their lives and there are times they can trip and fall, but somehow they do manage to pick themselves up and face life. Embrace it. Enjoy it. Love it.“- Johanna Alba Bilbao
“Susan has been hailed as a genius writer of male/male literature. Her Saving Alexander has been nominated for several awards and has been reviewed widely. Congrats on all your success, Susan. You have earned it.” – Gay Lit Authors

 

 

Book Tour- Ashlyn Forge- From Johann to Tannenbaum 8th February

Today I’m pleased to welcome Ashlyn Forge to my blog as she continues her book tour for her novel ‘From Johann to Tannenbaum’. Welcome, Ashlyn :) It’s lovely to have you here and I hope the tour so far has gone well.

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So tell us what this book is all about ?
Johann Andreas IV is a rich loser who has a raw deal in life. He is handsome, yet with a poor self-image, clever, but still uneducated, and despite being the heir apparent in his grandfather’s will, he’s about to be thrown out with nothing.
In the underground colony of his birth, two things matter the most to its denizens: a name, which will guarantee his wealth and status, and a designated branding tattoo, the only thing allowing Colony-Dwellers to live safely underground. Johann has one year to secure both.
His grandfather’s unexpected passing has propelled Johann to the foreground of his family. He must learn the family business within the year. He’s up to the challenge but one thing stands in his way; his mother has plans of her own…and they don’t include him.
 
And here’s a little more about the author…
Ashlyn Forge has called four different continents home, America, Europe, Latin America, and Asia. Having spent most of her childhood staying out of trouble in upstate New York, she now lives in Japan. She is currently working on her “Toys and Soldiers” series, which is set in a Sci-Fi Fantasy underground world. The books of the series are released out of order with the debut (book 1) “In Liam’s Wake” and “From Johann to Tannnenbaum” released in 2013. Book 2: “Beyond Riley’s Slumber” as well as “The Stuff of Dreams” and “Erosions” are slated for publication in 2014.
 
Read an excerpt here :

Johann worked well into the night, having received a message on his interface around six o’clock from Kobal. Dinner was off, but they’d reschedule.

“Right.” Time and again he’d repeat that single-sentence text to himself and snort bitterly. “Yeah. Right.”

He was late in leaving the office, and, as anticipated, most workers had retreated to the area designated for staff by the time Johann arrived at the seemingly empty kitchen. When he saw the outline of someone sitting at the table in front of the food that had been set out for him, he approached with caution. It wasn’t a body he readily recognized.

Tanner sat hunched at the table, writing on a piece of paper.

Johann paused, thinking back to the days prior to figure out when or where the E had gotten that paper. He made a mental note to count his stack tomorrow.

“Hi.”

The E’s bald head snapped up, and he gave a weak smile. Tanner’s brown eyes settled on the paper once more. He studied what he’d written and pushed it forward.

Johann decided to sit and did so slowly as he picked the paper up. The very texture made him want to cry; it was from the office. By the Colony, how much more paper can be sacrificed for the good of communication? What he saw made him pause for some time. It was a picture. He’d seen E drawings before. Hell, when he’d called up Queen and Tanner’s profiles to see if they were single, he’d seen a few samples of Queen’s artwork. The man was a genius with a brush. Tanner, however…was much less sophisticated than the other E’s. When Johann lowered the paper and saw Tanner’s smug look, he focused on the picture again and finally laughed.

“So this is your way of giving me a message?” Johann pointed at the drawing. “I guess this is Queen?”

Tanner took the paper back, ran his thumb along the pen to change the ink color, and scribbled green hair on the stick figure.

“Ja.”

“Right.” Johann studied the message again and smiled in spite of himself. He turned the paper around to Tanner for inspection as he spoke. “So Kobal told Queen to tell me he wasn’t coming.” He pointed down to the second row of pictures to show Queen’s stick figure with a frowny face. He took on the same gruff tone the E was noted for. “So Queen said ‘hell no, I’m not going.’ So you’ve decided to come tell me. But that was a good three hours ago.” He got to the final image with the Tanner frowny face, made all too clear that it was Tanner because he’d drawn everyone else with exaggerated eyebrows, yet this stick figure was the only one without. “So you’re pissed because you waited out of the kindness of your heart and I took a long time to get here?”

Tanner only gave him that calm, pleasant look Johann had come to like. When the man folded his arms and sat back, Johann bowed humbly.

“So sorry.” He didn’t get a response, so he clapped his hands together and bowed. “So sorry. Sorry.”

In response Tanner pushed the tray of food forward and sat up with his elbows on the table as he pointed to what was on the tray.

There wasn’t much, but then again, Johann wasn’t surprised. Marian had brought the hammer down, and although Gulliver didn’t usually act all that servile to her, whatever Marian threatened to do must have convinced the cook to take heed.

The sight of the soup, bread, and yogurt caught his attention, and he nodded.

“Right. A hearty meal.”

With no way of making conversation, Johann waited for Tanner to leave. The E didn’t budge; he just sat and watched him. For an instant Johann missed Gulliver. Sure the man couldn’t talk, but at least he could understand.

Now Johann truly felt like he was talking to himself. He sighed and started on his soup. Halfway through, he noticed that Tanner had slouched lower to watch him, eyes on Johann’s mouth.

“Oh yeah, you guys don’t eat, huh?” At the curious look, Johann decided to offer some of his food. “Never? You just never eat? Not even for pleasure? Some of you eat for fun, don’t you? Here, try it.”

The gesture prompted Tanner to sit back and shake his head. He took interest in the bread roll next, and Johann studied him closely. As large as Tanner’s body was, despite all the power he exuded just by being there, he did appear harmless on many levels. There was a gentleness about him.

He didn’t think of it as much of a risk when he broke the bread and handed a piece over. Tanner looked at him cautiously and then took the piece. He seemed apprehensive, to say the least, but he took a bite and spat it out immediately.

Johann smiled and then laughed when Tanner looked from the bread roll to the paper he had scribbled on and nodded between the two.

“It does not taste like paper. Come on,” Johann mused.

When Tanner reached for the paper and threatened to take a bite, Johann sat up to snatch it from him.

“Stop already.” Johann chuckled. “Other than the fact that they both burn easily—”

Tanner made an attempt to snatch the paper back, but their fingers brushed, and a slight spark flickered between them at the contact.

Johann stood cautiously. “What the hell…”

He managed to catch a glimpse of Tanner’s eyes widening in fear before the paper caught fire.

No doubt in an attempt to shield Johann, Tanner pushed him back.

The very touch of the E’s hand on his skin made Johann howl.

Johann looked up from the burn mark on his chest. Tanner stood, both hands engulfed in flames, staring at the offending appendages, clearly at a loss of what to do.

A chime sounded, and the System’s voice boomed. “Fire. Oxygen depletion in five, four, three, two…

The kitchen door slid shut, and the lights dimmed. Tanner was the only light source then, his fists burning blue. Within a matter of seconds, there was no more air for Johann to gasp.

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True love and Hummingbirds

I came across a gentleman called Ted Hayes recently. We are both friends of Kindle Alexander and Ted mentioned he had read Stripped Bare and enjoyed it and was about to read Worth Keeping. Ted discovered M/M Romance novels shortly after the death of his long time partner Jack. The picture below is Ted and Jack- Ted is on the left.

Ted and JackWe talked and I found out that Ted has a remarkable story to tell, a really beautiful tale of love between two truly deserving men which I believed needed to be shared. There are some heartfelt wishes expressed in Ted’s missive at the end, which perhaps everyone in the world could sit up and take notice of. If they did, no doubt the world would be a much better place.  Ted tells me that Charlie Cochrane, Jake Wells and Ilene Cutler have been incredibly supportive about Ted telling his story because of its unique nature and tenderness so I thought I would do my bit for Ted too.

All about Ted and Jack

Ted is the oldest founding member of the Hudson Valley LGBTQ Community Centre in Kingston, NY, which is arguably the largest rural Centre of its kind in the US.  This organisation began in 2005 with an exploratory group of 28.  At the close of 2013 it had a membership of over 1,800. Ted was also part of the Harvesting a Lifetime Project where teens and seniors met and recorded interviews- keepsake interviews in the effort of preserving stories and learning from their “elders.”

Hudson ValleyBefore Ted’s retirement in early 1995 he had a varied work life.  He was a chemist, minister, college professor and human resources counsellor.  Yet in all this time he says he did not come out until he was 47 years old—celibate all the years before. His Jack was his only partner.

Jack lived in New York and was coming back into the world after a 4-year period of mourning the death of his first partner, with whom he had 39 years of togetherness.  Ted was living nearly 2,000 miles away in Santa Fe and coming into the world after 52 years—47 in the closet—with the help of two long time friends.  Jack had placed an ad in the personals in a national gay newspaper, The Advocate, and when they still ran personals, and it caught Ted’s eye (along with 199 other men—Jack chose four with whom to carry on further correspondence) since Ted was planning on relocating to New York where there was a greater possibility of him finding a job calling for his training and skills.  They “courted” for about 6 months by letter and by telephone and with the exchange of photos.  They knew they loved each other before they met face to face.  I find this such a romantic story, it brings out the softy in me. Like a romance film…

man-i-love-trailer-titleTed says that those 199 other men have no idea what they missed and still marvels that Jack chose him but in doing so, it meant that Ted was privileged to be his primary caregiver the last year of his life—the most intimate of their time together. Sadly, Jack passed away at the age of 95 on May 2nd 2009 leaving a void in Ted’s life that will remain with him.

Ted shared this lovely story with us – I agree with him. There are things far stranger in life that we can sometimes dream about in fiction.

hummingbird When my Jack and I relocated to the Kingston, NY area in 1995, two of our friends owned and operated a delightful business—The Bird Watchers’ Country Store—in High Falls. Not too long afterward they got us hooked on hummingbirds and we always placed a feeder with nectar outside our screened-in back porch in early May. Our friends encouraged us to put it out the first week in May. We followed their advice even though we never saw hummingbirds at our feeder prior to the second week in May. Never!

On May 1, 2009, less than 24 hours before Jack died he “reminded” me to get the feeder ready. At first, I suggested that we wait until the following week because of our record with the little ones. But he insisted and, of course, I could not say no to him. So I set it up so he could know we were ready.

During the night Jack died. Early morning on May 2, 2009, as two friends and I sat out on that porch putting the finishing touches on his obituary, not one, not two, but three hummingbirds came to taste that year’s “crop” of nectar. The next year, and each one since, I prepared the feeder on the first of May. Since that day in 2009 no hummingbirds have appeared at the feeder prior to the second week in May. 

Try to convince me that the ones that visited that morning in 2009 weren’t there simply to pay their respects.

Ted was privileged to officiate at the wedding of the two long time friends—mentioned above—on December 14, of 2013, four months AFTER they had celebrated their 40th year together as a couple.   They knew and loved Jack since they had travelled together on a couple of occasions and they wanted to come to New York from Tennessee to be married in the room at the Centre which was named after Jack and Ted.

What a wonderful emotional moment that must have been.

This is something Ted wrote about Jack which I wanted to share with you as I think it encapsulates a tenderness and understanding that perhaps sometimes get lost in the fast pace of the world we know today.

The love of my life has died at the age of 95.  You probably didn’t know him.  Truly, truly that was your loss.  He was the kindest, gentlest, most loving person I have ever known.  All who knew him loved and respected him for who and what he was.   As for me, my life is a thing of greater beauty and purpose simply because he was a part of it.  In all our years together I was truly able to say every day, “I love him more today than I did yesterday.”

 He was one of that rapidly diminishing group of veterans of World War II.  He served in the U.S. Navy for four years. Fortunately, he never had to kill anyone.  He was a great lover of all life.  And, oh, how he loved animals. And he generously supported those organizations whose purpose was their protection.

 He supported the community in many ways both culturally and socially.  He supported organizations that were developed to advocate for the disenfranchised, the minority, and the poor.  He never was in trouble with the law and never shunned his responsibility as a tax-paying citizen nor did he ever shirk any other responsibility expected of the citizens of our country.  

 A truly model citizen you might say?  Indeed!  Yet, many who never met him nor ever came in contact with him – mostly people who identified as Christian — demanded that he be both condemned socially and be denied equality of citizenship.  Some even clamored for his death!  Why?  It was simply because he was gay.   

He was not raised in a home where he was exposed to any religion.  But I will tell you one thing: I saw in him a person much more like Jesus than many, many of those who sought to condemn him in the name of Jesus.

 We were life partners for decades and there is a great void in my life because he is gone.  Although known as a loving person, I never knew I could either love or be loved as deeply and completely as I experienced with him.  As we prepared for his death, we talked about many things.  One that broke his heart more than any other was the “Christian” attitude toward us.  He never hurt one of them — ever!.  So he could not understand why those “godly” people so despised us and demanded that we be relegated to no better than second-class status in the country of our births.  He never could grasp how our being married would have harmed another’s marriage in the slightest, especially since many of those who condemned us experienced three or more spouses during the time we were a loving, monogamous couple.  And so we were separated without our loving relationship ever having been recognized legally as a family.

 A democracy is defined as the “practice or principles of social equality.”  That he, who loved, was loyal to and served his country — allegedly a democracy — was not granted equality during his lifetime, is an indictment against that claim.  I will never forgive my country for that.

Ted campaignTed was awarded the Founders Award from the LGBTQ Centre in 2012 where he’d worked so tirelessly to support others. This is the video from the event and thanks to Ilene Cutler for allowing me to share this here with you today.

http://vimeo.com/45855546

Thanks so much to Ted, Irene, Charlie and Jake for their contributions to this post and I hope that some of Jack and Ted’s words and views might give you an insight on the world from their perspective.

SLOW BURN BOOK TOUR – SAM B MORGAN

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Slow Burn

Slow Burn is an M/M Contemporary Romance

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Detective Douglas Brody has only ever known the life of a cop. Raised strict but fair by his police chief father, he joined the academy right out of school, climbed the ranks hard and fast, and now works homicide for the City of Charleston. The job is his entire life. For years it’s kept him happy enough to minimize the side of him that craves what he believes is wrong. When an accident on the job puts him temporarily off duty, everything in Brody’s world changes. He has to prove himself once more to be best cop in the department, all while dealing with Zack – his persistent, sexy, and out of the closet physical therapist.

Zack is big grins, floppy hair and tackles his job with the same full-blown enthusiasm he does everything else. When the “patient from hell” is thrown his way by another PT who can’t handle him, Zack is committed to achieving the impossible. His new patient is a head strong and hot as hell homicide detective, who oozes as much resentment as he does sex appeal. Any involvement with a patient, never mind a man who is so deep in the closet he can’t see light, is something Zack swore he’d never do again.

But Brody slowly proves too much to resist…

All about Sam B. Morgan

Sam B. Morgan writes contemporary gay romance with complex, complicated men. A love of travel means settings from small town South Carolina to Sydney, Australia serve not only as backdrops, but supporting characters in each and every book. Sam enjoys fast cars, slow Sunday mornings, hot coffee, and even hotter heroes.

Excerpt

He could work out a resting heart rate from this, listening to the strong thumps, quickly glancing down at his watch. Decent. Resting below sixty. Brody was fit. A lot more fit than he gave himself credit for. The muscles in his chest were defined, and that didn’t come from police work. He had to work out regularly.

The meat of Zack’s hand rested on his broad chest, fingers moving on the swell of his pectorals as they rose and fell with each breath. The stir in his shorts brought him back front and center to the fact that this wasn’t the best idea. Leaning over his very attractive and touch-phobic patient. Even if all he intended to do was see if the man could lighten up. Maybe even laugh.

He wasn’t laughing now. When Zack lifted his eyes to Brody’s, he was hit with the full intensity of stormy gray. Not filled with amusement anymore but with something else.

It sent heat down Zack’s spine and into his shoes. He wasn’t even listening to the beats, just frozen in place with the buds in his ears, fingers still pressed to Brody’s chest as they stared at each other. The humor of the moment fell away as Brody continued to stare, arms still folded behind his head, mouth set into a straight line.

Zack straightened a tad too sharply and tucked the scope around his neck. Pulling his face into a rehearsed, easy smile, he hid the heat thrumming in his veins. “Yeah. You’ll live.” He started backing toward the door and gave a lame salute that made him want to cringe. God he was such a spaz. “I…I’ll see you next week.”

He rushed to exit stage left, narrowly missing the doorframe on the way out.

~*~

Zack could be downright pushy when he went into healthcare-professional mode. Brody wasn’t used to being told what to do. The small voice inside him that rejoiced in response was the one he hated most. He clenched his eyes shut and relaxed his leg.

“Good,” Zack said, his voice low as he focused.

He scooted himself up, knelt down, and hooked Brody’s knee over his arm, placing one hand at the back of his thigh, the other on the front. Brody tensed everywhere. He didn’t mean to, he probably shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help it.

“Relax. Hey,” Zack said and didn’t say another word until Brody opened his eyes and met Zack’s gaze. “Relax. The cramp comes right back if you’re tense. Trust me.”

Brody nodded again because it was all he could manage. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Zack. Oddly enough, he did. But he didn’t trust himself. He didn’t like being in someone else’s hands—yet he did. He wasn’t comfortable with the vulnerability, but he was. And the position he was in was more than a tad suggestive. Except, of course, to someone like Zack. Zack, who only saw physiology, muscles, and ice packs. Cramps instead of sexual tension. Charlie horses instead of thighs.

“Good,” Zack repeated as Brody relaxed.

Brody focused on the trees to his left and tried not to think about the man between his legs or the hands all over him. It made him wonder about the next time he could get out of town.

“Is this helping?” Zack asked.

“Huh? Oh…yeah. Thanks,” Brody answered without looking at him.

Zack didn’t say anything. Didn’t move. Didn’t seem to breathe.

Brody knew it was his way of making Brody either talk or look at him or pay attention. Drove him fucking nuts, but it worked. Brody turned his head to glare at Zack like a pissed-off delinquent, but when his eyes found Zack, Zack wasn’t looking back.

Zack’s gaze was somewhere below Brody’s waist, dragging along one thigh, then the other. His attention lingered there, and Brody felt it all the way through his skin. It wasn’t professional Zack checking out his alignment either. Far from.

Something different, something hungry flashed in the deep brown of Zack’s eyes. Brody felt a lick of pure heat drag up his spine and back down. Straight to his groin. He didn’t know what he did to make Zack meet his eyes. He didn’t flinch or gasp or do anything besides remain frozen in place. Still, Zack looked at him, his eyes weaving a tale that had nothing to do with physical therapy.

Grasping fingers, slick skin, entwined bodies, and the kind of intensity that hurt so good you’d want it again and again. It sparked between them and hung in the air, thicker than the midsummer humidity. Brody recognized the same lust that continued to torture him right there in Zack’s eyes.

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MY REVIEW

5 STARS

Let me say first that I love this cover. Sexy and oh so tempting. And then of course there’s the story about the uptight, repressed but oh so damn sexy cop and his uber tempting Physical Therapist . I mean this is a match made in heaven.
Detective Douglas Brody is a tough and rough cop, comfortable in the only life he’s ever known. He’s in the closet, determined to make in the Homicide Department in Charleston. But when he injures his knee running after a suspect, he need some tender loving care. Enter the TLC in the form of out and proud Zack. He may be all relaxed, with floppy hair and a grin Brody wants to kiss off his face, but he’s one strong, determined, ‘take no BS’ man and it takes all Brody’s strength to resist the immediate physical reaction the other man stirs in him. Not to mention the fact what he begins to feel in his heart for the irreverent, warm and funny Zack.
This was such a heart warming and beautiful story. The way that Zack gets under Brody’s skin, and keeps trying no matter what, is testament to Zack’s persistence, and his caring nature. Brody is falling hard and no matter how much he fights it, he knows he’s going to fall. Hard. I loved Brody’s description of Zack as a moose, with his long legs, floppy hair, all limbs and body. That was really sweet and endearing and I chuckled every time I heard the word.
Zack is wary of Brody. He’s been someone’s secret before and there is no way he wants that to happen again. But he is smitten with the handsome cop, the loving man that he knows resides inside Brody’s prickly exterior. The give and take between the two is emotionally satisfying, hot as all hell and has some memorable sexy moments. I really felt for Zack when he got a call from his father, from whom he’s been estranged. The poor man’s heart was breaking after that conversation and the tender scene afterwards when Brody comes to get him…just heart warming.
And of course running through the story is Brody’s hunt for the killer that’s terrorising his city. Brody is a great detective and he has a mission to catch the man they call the Strangler. This introduces an interesting and entertaining sub plot into this story.
So this is definitely high on my ‘Must read’ list and in fact I’ll be heading over to see what else Sam B Morgan has written. Buy it, read it, savour it -enjoy it.

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