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It’s summertime in Harborview and seventeen-year-old Xan Dawson plans to spend most of it creating memories with a very special friend. This short story takes place one year after Like Fathers, Like Son and contains mild adult content.
Before I get into the point of this post, I just want to say that Last Summer will be available for download and online reading later tonight. I was going to wait until Sunday, but apparently that day has been designated as Game of Thrones Day in my house, whereupon the entire day will be filled with binge-watching the season in preparation for the season finale. And oh man… just… never mind. I don’t want to start geeking out about it here. Except to say that it’s going to be sooooo gooood.
Speaking of Game of Thrones, I wanted to share this video of GRRM asking Stephen King, point blank, “How the fuck do you write so many books so fast?” As someone who is casually making her way through the ASoIaF books as opposed to being a super hardcore book fan, I’ve been very intrigued by the whole situation with the show catching up to and now surpassing the books. I can’t imagine how GRRM is dealing with a massive fanbase that is screaming at him to hurry the hell up and finish the next book, especially when trying to write a story that is so incredibly complex, even more so than the show. Continue reading ““How the f*ck do you write so fast?””
In honor of Father’s Day and two vampire dads I happen to adore, I wanted to share a bit of a bonus story I wrote a while ago that I never got around to posting here because I’m old and forgetful. (A few of you may remember this from my previous blog.) Continue reading “Papas got a brand new bed”
In my ongoing efforts to remain a starving artist, I’ve decided that The Rising Son will be free. 😀 Actually, I think I was leaning in that direction for a while, but now that it’s finished, it’s official. The story is being edited right now and the cover art is being done (thanks, G! ❤ ) so now I’ve got some free time to do other things that may or may not include more Diablo 3. I’ll also be wrapping up Last Summer over the next couple of weeks.
I wanted to share a little bit of the story for anyone interested. Timeline-wise, The Rising Son takes place a month after the end of Family Matters and a week after A Halloween Interlude. This was taken from the opening scene. Xan and Michael are in the shower being naked and nerdy because that’s what they do, and they’re adorable doing it: Continue reading “The Rising Son Excerpt”
I sat down at 1am to play a “little bit” of Diablo 3 and now it’s almost 9am. Sounds about right.
I was looking at Facebook about a week ago and came across the image presently being used in my header, the one that will also be used for the cover of Last Summer. At first I pulled a total Urkel and thought to myself, “Did I do that?” before realizing that no, I did not do that. The image was being used for an article about something, I don’t remember. Seeing that made me really glad that I opted to commission G to do something original for the main stories. Well, original in that I know no one else will have my cover. The cover for Family Matters was a decision made mostly out of necessity as there was no single stock image anywhere that really conveyed the heart of the story. I looked. For a very long time. While I originally wanted to do a “standard” M/M cover, I quickly discovered that there was nothing out there that came remotely close to representing four main characters of three different races. But I’m glad it all worked out the way it did because I love the end result.
(In case you’re wondering, yes the original font was changed.)
Two pretty awesome bits of news before I go. The Rising Son will be finished this weekend. Woo-hoo! This is presuming that D3 doesn’t suck me in again. I’ll try to resist the urge. Lastly, out of curiosity I did the math and discovered that Family Matters has been downloaded an average of five times a day since it was published. For having done absolutely jack squat in the way of advertising, I’m really happy about that. I know it’s probably because the book is free and free is a great price, but I’m still counting it as a win. 😀
All right, bedtime. Have a nice weekend!
(A day early, even. Go me!)
I don’t remember how I made the leap from Beverly Cleary to Stephen King. It’s not like I walked into the elementary school library and found his stuff. (Holy crap, maybe I did? I mean, look at all the stuff that was rated PG back then. No way that would fly today.) Anyway, it happened, and it changed my life. I had always loved writing, ever since I could hold a pencil to paper. But it wasn’t until I started reading Stephen King that I developed an outright passion for storytelling. I wanted to do what he did, to create characters and worlds that people would remember long after reading. I wanted to weave words together the way he did. Not in that particular genre; I don’t think I could ever pull off proper horror. But in whatever stories I told. I wanted to be Stephen King when I grew up.
Just when I thought I couldn’t love the guy more, he and alter writing ego, Richard Bachman, had to go and blow my mind with Desperation and The Regulators, respectively. Desperation is my favorite King book because it takes two things I like—horror and spirituality—and combines them so perfectly. And The Regulators is the reason I became obsessed with the idea of alternate/parallel universes in fiction, so those of you who have read my fanfiction can thank him for that.
I still want to be Stephen King when I grow up. It won’t ever happen, but it’s a worthwhile aspiration.
Back in the late 1990s/early 2000s, I started watching a lot of LGBT movies, and thankfully, I wasn’t lacking for options between Netflix and the local video stores. Some of the movies weren’t great, but when you’re desperate to see even the tiniest hint of yourself represented in films, you take what you can get.
One of those not great movies was The Velocity of Gary. In a nutshell, it’s about a hustler named Gary (Thomas Jane) who falls in love with a former adult star named Valentino (Vincent D’Onofrio) who has a girlfriend named Mary Carmen (Salma Hayek). The arrangement is interesting and complicated and, eventually, sad (because a lot of LGBT movies back then had to go for the emotional jugular). I saw a review that called it a “poor execution of a good idea,” and I think that really does sum it up. I don’t hate it, but it definitely could have been better.
However, despite the issues with this movie, it does have one very nice thing going for it. And that would be this:
I own this movie because of that scene.
Thomas Jane has said that he’s proud of having one of the longest gay kisses in screen history. (Valentino was bisexual so it wasn’t a “gay” kiss, but I’ll let that slide.) And I’m proud of him for doing it. 😀 😀 😀
First off, regarding my last post. While I was driving home last night, didn’t I totally come up with this brilliant thing I wanted a character to say and forget it by the time I pulled into my driveway? Ugh. Never fails. Anyway…
It’s summertime in Harborview and seventeen-year-old Xan Dawson plans to spend most of it creating memories with a very special friend.
If you read Like Fathers, Like Son (you can find it here) then you should already have an idea where this story is going. I wanted to do a Harborview Immortals story that had nothing to do with immortal beings, and I really liked the idea of seeing a side of Xan away from all the vampires in his life and just being a normal, human young man. This is a sort of coming-of-age story before all the piercings (though he’s got some here) and the tattoos and the sex. I don’t have a firm ETA yet but it’s not a terribly long story so my guess right now is sometime in June.
I’ve pushed back the release of The Rising Son to July due to circumstances that require a little bit of extra time. If that changes, of course you’ll be the first to know, but as for now, July’s looking like a pretty solid bet.
Bye for now!
I have determined that I am the world’s greatest writer. At least when I go to bed. Because that’s when I think of all of these brilliant stories and ideas. The second my head hits the pillow, I’m creating a multitude of breathtaking characters and worlds in my head. We’re talking Pulitzer level stuff, man. You don’t even know.
Buuuut then I fall asleep and the next day when I sit down at my laptop…
The sad part is that I actually do keep a notebook and pen by my bed for these supposed flashes of brilliance. However, more often than not I determine that the amount of effort I’ve put into tossing and turning and pillow manipulation to find that oh-so-comfy position of bodily contortedness isn’t worth sacrificing to jot down some notes. Continue reading “Brain matters”