#RainbowSnippets – 3-10-18

Hey there! As I write this, I’m sitting at the laundromat, doing laundry for the week. Let me tell you, after living in an apartment with no facilities or dishwasher, I will never take these things for granted again. UGH. I can’t wait to have a place where I can toss my stuff in the wash and go write for an hour LOL (Not that I don’t bring my laptop to the laundromat lol). That said, it’s Rainbow Snippets day!

In case you didn’t know, #RainbowSnippets is a Facebook group for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation.

I’m taking a couple days off work this next week to relax–and finish edits on Defying Gravity, so that you guys can dive into Lazarus and Bex’s story come April. Here’s one of my favorite parts:

“Gorgeous,” he chimed out with a fake British accent. “Absolutely stunning. An exquisite example of a man.” Now it sounded like mangled French. Bex seemed to realize it, too, because he barked out a laugh and finished it with, “Oui, oui, baguette, Eiffle Tower.”

“What the fuck?” I managed to sputter before I lost it. I laughed so hard that my sides and my stomach hurt and I had to double over to try and breathe. “Oh my god, Bex, you’re a fucking loon, you know that? You’d make a terrible Frenchman.”

He beamed, seemingly proud of that fact. “Should probably stick to my Spanish roots, eh?”

I swallowed. My eyes zeroed back in on him. “You speak Spanish? That’s hot.”

“Not a word—but my grandfather’s from Spain. Does that still count as hot?”

“I mean, I know we agreed that age is just a number, but I’m gonna have to draw the line at old Spanish grandpas—even if he did whisper naughty Spanish words in my ear.” I snickered.

#RainbowSnippets – 3-3-18

Happy Saturday. It’s March, ya’ll, and the weather is getting nice over here in frigid, bipolar northern Indiana. I have my windows open! I’ll take the 40’s. I love it! Spring and Fall are my favorite seasons, because they’re not too hot and not too cold. And now, it’s time for March’s first #RainbowSnippets!

In case you didn’t know, #RainbowSnippets is a Facebook group for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation.

This week is an excerpt from my upcoming MM rockstar contemporary, Defying Gravity. My goal for this month is to finish edits and have it ready to release by the first week of April. I introduced Lazarus Knight in Little Infinities with no intentions to make it a series, but he just kinda demanded it LOL So now he’s got a book (and a cover!)

I could look, so long as I didn’t touch, right?

God, I was hopeless.

Maybe Ivy was right. Maybe I needed to go to a bar, get drunk, take some guy home and get laid. Totally throw myself into some hot rebound sex with a man—or several men, if that’s how the cards fell—who fucked better than Owen Jacobi ever would. To burn off this spike of restless energy while burning that douchenozzle out of my memory, so I could pretend that the ten months we spent together didn’t actually happen.

Since they apparently didn’t mean anything anyway.

#RainbowSnippets – 2-24-18

Hey there! It’s Saturday, so it’s time for another #RainbowSnippets 🙂

Now, in case you didn’t know, #RainbowSnippets is a Facebook group for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation.

I’ve done a little experiment, to see how addicted to Facebook I really am. I deleted the app off my phone this week, and put the Kindle app in it’s place. Do you know how much I’ve read this week? Holy crapola LOL I’m /shocked and appalled/ at how much of a time-suck it is, but I’m also digging these books I’m reading. Makes for a happy Kiska, indeed.

Today, I’ve got a couple lines from Defying Gravity (Love By Chance #2) which is Lazarus’s book, for those of you who’ve read Little Infinities. Apollo and Seb were never supposed to kick-start a series, but my brain is a fickle mistress and after meeting Lazarus, I knew he’d have a book of his own.

I was a sucker for pound puppies, it seemed—and it didn’t hurt that he was cute. Definite eye candy.

But that’s all he can be, I told myself firmly, stopping those thoughts dead in their tracks before they multiplied like bunnies and I found myself tangled up in sheets with Bex in my bed. Fuck.

No. That couldn’t happen. I knew I was having some sort of weird mid-life crisis, with my thirties looming closer and more daunting than ever, but hooking up with a college kid wasn’t a good idea.

Even if he was cute.

 

 

 

#RainbowSnippets – 2-17-18

Hey there! It’s that time again! Time for #RainbowSnippets 😀 I really enjoy browsing all the blogs and I definitely need to start commenting on everything. Something to work on, perhaps. I definitely have “imposter syndrome” where I feel like no one will care what I have to say–but I know that’s not true. ANYHOW!

In case you didn’t know, #RainbowSnippets is a Facebook group for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation.

Apollo and Sebastian went out into the great wide world last weekend and it took all my energy. I didn’t write at all last weekend, but I’ve made up for it this week.

That said, my snippets for the next month or so will be from book #2 — Defying Gravity, which is the story of Sebastian’s good friend and fellow musician, Lazarus Knight, and the young college-age photographer he gets tangled up with.

His lips formed the words without a sound, singing along to the lyrics, up so close that the blast of bass was no doubt deafening.

I cradled the mic in both hands and bent down, crooning soft and slow, and the guy’s eyes went wide with a grin. He was just my type—the soft, boyish sort, slightly nerdy with a floppy mop of dark hair and glasses that he kept shoving back up on his nose. I might’ve just been getting back on the rails after Owen carelessly squashed my heart, but I was still a man. I still had urges, and my dick thought that this guy would hit the spot.

Damn, if he didn’t look so young, I might’ve sampled the wares.