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GUEST POST: Coming Back Home by Megan Linden

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You can never go back home, they say. I think about it from time to time—both in my personal life and while I’m writing. Is it really impossible to go back?

In literal sense it isn’t, of course. If you traveled one way, you can turn around and take the same way back. Connor, one of the main characters in Coming Back Home, left Harrington Hills and then came back. That’s the starting point of the story—his return.

But I would argue—and I’m pretty sure that’s what the author of the saying at the start of this post meant—that you can never go back home the same. We can never go back to the same “home” we remember, either. We change, and the people we left behind change, as well.

Most of us have experienced this at least once—I know I’ve had. I left home to study in another city, half the country away. And the changes weren’t easy to spot as they were happening, but after a year or so, I realized that they were there. They happened. I remember in my second or third year at the Uni, my grandfather said something about how he couldn’t wait for me to go back home after I got my diploma, and that’s when I realized that I wouldn’t be going back. Home had become something else for me at some point along the way. These days I still live in the city I’d come to study in, and my hometown is a place where I go to visit my family. I left, and I stayed away.

But some people do go back, more or less willingly, more or less according to their previous plans. Connor had never intended to come back to Harrington Hills. As a young boy, he couldn’t wait to leave, and once he’d left it behind, he’d thought it was for good.

Circumstances lead him back to his hometown, but he’s not the same person he once was. His life isn’t the same it once was. And Jack—the person Connor hadn’t let himself think about too much when he was away—had changed, too.

We can never go back home, but it’s on us to decide what that means. And that’s what Coming Back Home is about. Who are these young men now? What’s home to them? Can they find their way to each other—or, perhaps, find another path?

What I’ve come to realize is that, in a way, coming back home is at least partially building a home once again (that title was taken by the previous book in the series, though, heh). It’s building on the existing fundaments, but what we build after we’ve come back can vary from what it once was. Or it can be pretty similar to the original. There’s no wrong answer here.

Coming Back Home

Harrington Hills #3

Jack Harrington told everyone who asked that he got over Connor long time ago. And while he still hasn’t managed to convince himself, he moves on with his life. He doesn’t have a choice. Connor is gone for good.

Or is he?

Connor Warden didn’t plan to ever come back to Harrington Hills, but with an infant in tow, that is exactly what he does. His daughter needs a pack and he is going to give it to her.

When Jack and Connor’s lives literally collide again, will they be able to go back to what have been and find their connection once more? Or is the divide between them too deep to ever fully get over?

Buy links:

Pride Publishing | Amazon

Find the author:

www.meganlinden.com

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT: Flaunt by E. Davies

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Title: Flaunt
Author: E.Davies
Release Date: January 31st 2017
Genre: Contemporary MM Romance

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“He’s waiting for me to ask, and I’m afraid.”

“I’m just one more gay guy here.”

Moving to the suburbs of L.A. was supposed to give Nic Montero a fresh start. After escaping his family, coming out as a gay trans man, and excelling in computer programming out of desperation to get financially stable or die, everything should be easy. But joining gay culture now, post-transition, feels impossible… until he runs into the force of nature that is Kyle. Everything Nic isn’t, Kyle embodies. Green hair, garters and cut-off shorts, sports jerseys, and all, brash Kyle is the most gorgeous man he’s ever laid eyes on, and he pulls Nic headlong into the center of his world. If only Nic felt like enough for a man like Kyle.

“One-night stands are my only option.”

Loud, loving, and too much for most men to handle, Kyle Everett catches eyes and occasionally scorn… even at his job at the local HIV charity, Plus. His days and nights are spent at work, his precious spare moments spent with his son, Kevin, when it’s his turn to co-parent, or his best friend, drag queen River. He only has money or time for cheap flings, but the lanky otter who walks into his life makes Kyle want to hold him for longer than a night. He knows what it’s like for Nic to be without a family, but he isn’t brave enough to let this man into his life… until his charity is targeted by bigots, and Nic’s there for him.

“I’ll stay with you if you’re brave enough to be you.”

Nic spent his twenties avoiding family and even his own femininity, but his yearning is impossible to ignore. Kyle’s used to flying solo, but Nic offers him safety and fills gaps in his life he never realized existed and now can’t stand. Living in close proximity, they can’t run from their attraction, but they’re each used to being rejected, with the emotional scars to prove it. Can two men who feel like they’re not enough and too much find something just right?

Flaunt is a steamy, stand-alone gay romance novel with a HEA ending and no cliffhanger.

BUY LINKS

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Goodreads

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT

 

“Hey, big fellow,” he greeted Kevin, pushing open his son’s bedroom door and peeking inside.

Kevin’s broad, gap-toothed grin was always, always worth the drive or the time off work. “Daddy! I’m siiiick.”

“I know, buddy.” Kyle frowned as he closed the door, carrying his bag of supplies. “And being sick sucks.” His son nodded gloomily. “So I brought you some medicine, and we’re gonna do something fun, okay?”

“Okay!” Kevin scooted over so Kyle could sit on the edge of the bed and kick out his legs. Kyle was wearing a pretty, knee-length gray skirt and patterned tights today with his dress shirt and tie, and Kevin took a moment to look at him before he looked up. “Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Do you have nice legs?”

Kyle burst out laughing. “I… I’ve been told I do. I think all legs are nice legs.”

Kevin stretched his own out, and Kyle saw that he had already kicked off the covers. He took the chance to rest the back of his hand against the kid’s forehead. Yeah, he was running a fever. “Are my legs nice?” Kevin asked.

“You have excellent legs,” Kyle nodded without missing a beat, opening his mouth in mock-shock. “Ten out of ten. Full marks on their legginess.” He reached for the bedside table to eye the notepad and pen there. Evie always kept track of which medications Kevin had been given, and he checked his watch to make sure it was safe for him to have another dose.

Once Kevin took some more medicine and Kyle had made a note of it, his son lay back, then giggled. “Daddy?”

“Mmhmm?”

“I wore a dress last— last week… and everyone liked it except one kid.”

Kyle put his arm around his son’s shoulders. Evie hadn’t mentioned it, but they hadn’t exactly had a chance to catch up. “Yeah?”

“He said it was for girls, but I told him that my daddy wears dresses, and— an’— and that anyone can wear anything they want.”

Kyle’s chest swelled with pride. He glanced at the door so Kevin didn’t see the tears that formed in his eyes before he blinked them away. Then, he beamed at his kid. “Way to go. And what did he say?”

 

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About the Author

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E. Davies was proficient in real estate ad shorthand (the old-fashioned newspaper kind) by the age of nine. Growing up moving constantly taught him what people have in common, the ways relationships are formed, and the dangers of “miscellaneous” boxes.
As a teen, he tore through a stack of found romance novels, wishing someone had written similar for M/M, though he could never find anything at Chapters or the library. Just after graduating university in 2013, semi-out and clutching his English B.A. for dear life, he stumbled on an Amazon M/M short story. It was a whole new… phrase he dares not repeat for fear of lawyers. It shone and shimmered splendidly, though.
After failing forty times to avoid crafting happily-ever-after endings for steamy short stories, he plunged into romance novels and hasn’t looked back. As a young gay author whose formative gay fictional role models were characters punished for their sexuality, Ed prefers his stories lightly dramatic, full of optimism and hope.
Now out and proud, he writes full-time, goes on long nature walks, tries to fill his passport, drinks piña coladas on the beach, flees from cute guys, coos over fuzzy animals (especially bees), and is liable to tilt his head and click his tongue if you don’t use your turn signal.

To find out when E. Davies has a new release, you can subscribe to his newsletter.

Links: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Amazon

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GUEST POST: Three Shots by Brigham Vaughn

Join us today as we welcome Brigham Vaughn to talk about polyamory.
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Guest Post:

When googled, the first definition that comes up for polyamory is: the philosophy or state of being in love or romantically involved with more than one person at the same time.

I can’t say I thought much about the concepts of polyamory in my late teens and early twenties. I had a vague notion that it was more than Mormon sister wives, but if pressed, I probably would have said it was a trio of people in a relationship with each other or something like that.

Pretty limited definitions, right?  So when I started dating and exploring my sexuality, poly didn’t seem to be a word that fit me. I was more familiar with the idea of ethical non-monogamy, and felt pretty comfortable with that.

When my now ex-husband and I started dating, I had zero interest in settling down or getting serious.  He was patient, we talked about it, and finally decided that a semi-open relationship was something we could both agree on. So for roughly a decade, I didn’t really think about it beyond the scope of how it impacted our relationship. I loved him and he was the only person I wanted to be romantically involved with. Anyone else was just the cherry on the sundae.

After eleven years together, we ended things. It had nothing to do with our marriage being semi-open. We were struggling to communicate about completely different issues and wanted very different things for our future.  It was a difficult decision, but ultimately the right one for both of us.

After the divorce, I took some time to myself and did a lot of soul-searching. Part of that included an in-depth look at what I wanted for my future, which raised a whole host of questions about polyamory.

In the year and a half since my marriage ended, I’ve thought a lot about it. And I realized I had some really inadequate and incomplete information about polyamory.  So, like always, I did research, I read, I talked to people who identify as poly.

And I’ve thought a lot about my own past relationships.

It’s almost laughable, because the vast majority of relationships I’ve been in have had some degree of polyamory to them. The last time I was in an entirely monogamous relationship was my freshman year of college. I was eighteen. I’m now thirty-five.

To be clear, I’ve never cheated on a partner. These are all relationships where non-monogamy was discussed beforehand and agreed upon.

I haven’t always taken advantage of the openness of that relationship, sometimes because I didn’t want to and sometimes because the opportunity wasn’t there. But mentally, I needed to know the possibility was there. Because a relationship that’s entirely monogamous feels suffocating.

Writing “Three Shots” and taking a look at polyamory from three different perspectives (Reeve’s, Grant’s, and Rachael’s) was really fascinating. Although I try not to insert too much of myself into any of my books, my recent experiences did help shape the end of the story.

Grant shook his head. “No. April taught me love doesn’t have to be limiting. It should only expand who you are and make you feel free.”

Like Grant, I believe love should never stifle who we are, but help us grow.

Reeve shrugged. “I’m not looking for anything. But if an amazing opportunity like this drops in my lap, I’m willing to give it a shot.”

Like Reeve, I’ve realized that I’m open to whatever life brings me.

“Okay, so scratch everything we’ve just talked about.” Jenna waved her hands. “Forget all of this speculation, and tell me one thing. If you could have anything you wanted, what would it be? Don’t think about whether they would be okay with it or how you’d make it work. You can worry about that later. Just close your eyes and picture the perfect scenario of you with Reeve and Grant. What would it look like to you?”

Feeling silly, Rachael closed her eyes and let her mind wander. Various scenarios flitted through her head until she landed on one. It made her smile, and she opened her eyes. “The three of us dating,” she admitted. “Not separately, but all together. Like a trio, I guess. All of us involved equally at the same time.”

And like Rachael, I’ve had to expand my ideas of what a relationship could entail.

Now, unlike Rachael, I haven’t been swept off my feet by two beautiful men. In fact, I’m happily single at the moment. But when the time is right, I have a good idea of what I’d like my future to hold. And that’s a great feeling.

Why am I sharing something so personal?

Because it really helped me to know that there was a whole world of people out there like me. I want to help someone else who’s struggling to figure out how they feel about ethical non-monogamy and polyamory.

I won’t claim to be an expert in polyamory by any means. But I feel like I have a unique perspective I can offer. And I think writing books and talking about my personal experiences are a great way to reach out to others.

So like Jenna—Rachael’s best friend in the story—I am here as a sounding board. If reading this post or this book leaves you with questions. I am happy to lend an ear and do what I can to help.

And I hope you enjoy “Three Shots”. It started out a smutty little short story about three people having an amazing night in bed, but it gradually evolved into an exploration of polyamory and the various non-traditional relationship out there. And I am so pleased to share it with you.

Blurb:

Reeve Jenkins is an amateur musician playing in a dive bar. Grant McGuire is a man drowning his sorrows in beer after a painful breakup. When Reeve charms a reluctant Grant into coming home with him, they begin a three-year friendship with some very nice benefits.

But when the two gorgeous men walk into Hawk Point Tavern—the bar Rachael Bradford owns—one evening and greet each other with a kiss, it sets off a chain of events that leads to a steamy night and maybe something more for the trio.

Length: Novella – 35,949 words/94 pages

Excerpt:

Rachael sighed and took a seat at her desk, forcing Reeve and Grant from her mind. They made for a fun fantasy, but had no place in real life. She had hours of work to do, and not enough time to get it done in. Hawk Point Tavern didn’t run itself.

She tackled the paychecks first. Her employees would want checks to cash soon, and it couldn’t wait. Thankfully, she had few employees and it didn’t take overly long to tally hours and make out the checks. She had moved on to sorting order invoices for the month when she heard a soft knock on her partially open door. Thinking it was Jenna or Tyler—the other bartender on tonight—she absent-mindedly called out, “Come in.”

“Excuse me,” a low, sexy voice replied.

Rachael’s head shot up and she was startled to see Reeve peering in the door.

“I, uh, hey. Um, hi Reeve,” She stuttered. She cleared her throat. “Come in.”

He stepped into the room and pushed the door nearly closed. “Can I talk to you for a sec?”

“Uh, sure.” She frowned, puzzled by what he wanted, but not entirely displeased to have him in her office either. She stood and walked around the desk—leaning back against it and looking up to meet his gaze. “Is there a problem with your bill? Or something else I can help you with?”

He gave her a slow, sexy smirk. “I certainly hope so.”

Rachael stared at him, waiting for him to continue, but he was silent. His gaze raked over her body and she felt heat building between her legs at the slow, frank perusal of her body. By the glittering, heated gaze of his eyes, Rachael could see that he liked what he saw. Her jeans and t-shirt were hardly high fashion, but Reeve didn’t appear to have any complaints. Besides, Rachael knew she had a tight body and the jeans showed off her ass nicely.

“What can I help you with?” she asked, her voice breathless.

“Well you see, I came here looking to have a drink with a good friend, nothing more, but I found something else I am interested in.”

‘I’m … I’m sorry?”

Reeve stepped closer until he was just a foot from her, and she felt her heart speed up in her chest.

“What’s that?” Rachael repeated when he didn’t reply immediately.

“You.” The word was simple, but it did nothing to clear up her confusion.

“But … but what about Grant?” she asked. “I mean, it looked like you two were together, and I—I don’t want to cause any problems or get in the way of anything.”

Reeve moved so he was standing in front of her, booted feet on either side of her crossed ones. He leaned in, breathing softly against her cheek and she wet her lips reflexively.

“It’s pretty simple actually,” Reeve purred in her ear. “Grant and I hook up occasionally and we are both very attracted to you.” His lips brushed the sensitive outer shell and she shivered.

Bi then. Her experiences with Tom made her a little leery of bi guys, but it’s not like she was going to get involved with them beyond a quick—or maybe not so quick—roll in the sheets, she thought. This was a one-off. It wasn’t like she was going to see them after tonight so she might as well enjoy it while she had the opportunity.

“You aren’t in a relationship with him?” she said aloud. The last thing she wanted was to get involved with another cheater. Jonah had been more than enough, thankyouverymuch.

Reeve shrugged. “We’ve been friends for a long time, but it’s nothing exclusive. We keep things fluid.”

“So how would this work?” Rachael asked, her voice going a little breathless as she imagined what could play out if she said yes. “We’d have a threesome?”

“That is entirely up to you. If you’re only attracted to one of us, the other will step aside, although we’d both be very disappointed. And I somehow don’t think that’s the case, is it?”

“No, I’m definitely attracted to you both,” Rachael admitted. Reeve wrapped an arm around her lower back and pulled her flush against his body.

“Then how we fuck—” he skimmed a hand down her back to cup the lower curve of her ass “—is up for negotiation. Whatever you’re comfortable with.”

Buy Links:

Amazon US

www.amazon.com/dp/B01N4R51A2

Amazon UK:

www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01N4R51A2

Amazon Canada:

www.amazon.ca/dp/B01N4R51A2

Barnes & Noble:

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/three-truths-brigham-vaughn/1125579889

iTunes:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/three-shots/id1198356708

Kobo:

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/three-shots

Payhip:

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Smashwords:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/700542

Goodreads Link:

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33954709-three-shots

Author Bio:

brigham-vaughn-picBrigham Vaughn is starting the adventure of a lifetime as a full-time writer. She devours books at an alarming rate and hasn’t let her short arms and long torso stop her from doing yoga.  She makes a killer key lime pie, hates green peppers, and loves wine tasting tours. A collector of vintage Nancy Drew books and green glassware, she enjoys poking around in antique shops and refinishing thrift store furniture. An avid photographer, she dreams of traveling the world and she can’t wait to discover everything else life has to offer her.

Social Media Links:

Email: brighamvaughn@gmail.com

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The first ever LGBT Book Lover Mystery Box! #LoveKnowsNoLimits

Exciting news!

Have you heard of Book Lover Mystery Boxes? What a fabulous concept, just like Christmas or your birthday every month!

Book Lover Mystery Box is pretty much as the name suggests – it’s a box that contains romance books, swag and other gifts, but you don’t know exactly what you’re going to receive until the box arrives. There is a new box every month and you can buy a single box or a 3 or 6-month subscription. There’s even a box for kids too. It’s a fantastic gift idea, whether the gift is for someone else or you just want to spoil yourself. 🙂

Click here to find out more about Book Lover Mystery Boxes.

But the best thing about the March box? It’s the first LGBT box!

Let’s try to make this a huge success because that way there will be more gay romance boxes for us lovers of m/m romance. So please share anything you see about BLMB March boxes – the more readers that know the better.

Personally, I love the surprise element, but I also think it’s a wonderful way of getting my hands on signed paperbacks for a really reasonable cost. It’s only AU$39.99 (including postage in Australia), but is available for sale internationally too.

Click here if you want to order the BLMB March Box.

The girls (Ang & Kylie) from BLMB said “Are you guys ready for BLMB’s 1st LGBT Box?! I know we are excited to get them into your hands. This box means so much to the both of us, it is literally our favorite genre and what better way to celebrate than with . . . .

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So in the first box there’s a signed paperback from Nic Starr (that’s me!) 🙂 plus another LGBT paperback along with some swag.

There will also be a Golden Ticket giveaway

There will be a limited amount of amazing swag, we really want to focus on getting you guys more books and fewer nick-nacks. However, there will be a golden ticket in every box giving you the chance at some awesome prizes, including;

* 1 (one) free BLMB!
* BLMB Mug
* $10 off your total order
* $15 off a 3-Month Subscription
* $20 off a 6-Month Subscription
* eBook of your choice (value of $5)
* Mystery Paperback * Swag pack

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FREE BOOK from Nic Starr #gayromance #mmromance #free

I just wanted to let you know that I’ve finally got around to starting a newsletter with all my author news. At this stage, I expect to issue a newsletter once or twice a month depending on how much news there is to share.

And there are bonuses when you sign up!

Every newsletter subscriber receives a FREE copy of Sticky Fingers, and each month one lucky subscriber will be selected to receive a prize.

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One weekend away will change everything.

At twenty-five, Jeff Wilder is dissatisfied with city life and unsure of his future direction. The only thing he really cares about is his monthly visit to his grandfather in the country.

His exact opposite, Danny Amaro is an artist and a free spirit. He believes in taking chances and living life to the full. Over one weekend, Danny gives Jeff a glimpse of what life could be like if he opens himself to change.

Can a new friend, shared passion, and marmalade, be the ingredients to set Jeff in a new direction?

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You’ll be the first to hear about new releases, special offers, and giveaways plus some exclusive content.

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EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY: P.O.W. By Max Vos

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Second Release

After being taken prisoner by a Taliban Warlord, can Sam Stone hold on long enough to get his best friend back to his family and find love in the arms of Abbas, the handsome, blue-eyed Arab?
Sam has secretly been in love with is best friend and fellow Marine, Benoit, for quite some time and would not hesitate to die for him.
The macho Marine, Benoit, is shaken to his very core when he and his best friend are taken prisoners and made to do things that he would never have done, especially with Sam, who he knew had feelings for him.
Abbas tries everything to gain his families freedom when an unexpected man comes into his life that he starts having deep feelings for almost immediately.
Sam Stone has been secretly in love with his best friend and fellow Marine, Benoit, for a long time. It’s only after they were captured by a Taliban Warlord that he realizes that he would readily give his life to get Benoit back to his family. But it is Abbas, the Westernized Arab who steals his heart and helps Sam and Benoit regain their freedom. Now Sam has to learn to find true love and help heal not only himself, but the two men he loves deeply.

Warning: This book contains material that may be offensive to some: graphic language, military
situations, P.O.W scenes, adult situations and other situations only meant for an adult audience

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Excerpt

“Mayday, Mayday, Black Hammer is hit; I repeat: Mayday, Black Hammer is hit. We’re going down.” Bucky’s voice may have seemed calm to an outsider, but those who knew him understood he was anything but calm. “Mayday, Mayday. Black Hammer’s current location: thirty-three Lat by seventy Long. Repeat. Mayday, Mayday.” Bucky choked out as the cabin of the helicopter quickly filled with smoke.

Samuel J. Stone looked at the other five members of his team. “Fuck,” he mumbled, wondering if perhaps they weren’t going to make it out of this one. He yelled at his best friend Benoit. “After all the fucked-up shit we’ve been through, I’m not gonna fucking die splattered on the side of some mountain in this hellhole.”

“Vasquez, get that damn door open,” Stone yelled across the cabin to the other Marine.

“Gettin’ it, Stone,” Vasquez answered his lieutenant.

Stone opened the opposite door, letting some of the thick smoke billow out of the burning helicopter. He and his fellow Marine, Benoit, looked out the open door. They could tell they were going down fast.

“We’re still too high to jump,” Stone yelled at the others trapped in the flaming bird.

“If there was anywhere to fucking jump to,” Benoit yelled back.

Even with both side doors open, the cold winter wind whipping through the cabin, the acrid black smoke continued to surge in, making their eyes burn, their chests constrict with the lack of breathable air. There was a bitter taste in Stone’s mouth from inhaling the foulness of burning rubber and jet fuel.

Using hand signals to keep from yelling to be heard, Stone motioned for Vasquez and the two others to use the door they had just opened to escape through, while he and Benoit and the new kid, Saundersen, would use the one opposite.

The high-pitched scream of the rotor motor was loud enough to pierce the ear-protection headphones, making it nearly impossible to speak. Each man could barely hear Bucky still calling out a Mayday over the radio, through the headsets.

Giveaway

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Third prize: Two Backlist Titles by Max Vos

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Buy Links

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iBooks – https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/p.-o.-w./id1191599631?mt=11

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About the Author

max-aloneMax Vos is a classically trained chef with over 30 years of food service experience. After retiring in 2011, Max found himself with time on his hands and was urged to turn his talents to writing. ‘Cooking English’, a short story, now part of his anthology collection, Inappropriate Roads, is now available. My Hero was his first novel, which turned into an international best seller. Max now has a total of six completed novels, which are listed on his website, along with the entire Memories Series. My Hero: The Olympian, the sequel to My Hero was released late last year.

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http://www.maxvos.com/

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https://www.instagram.com/max.vos_author/

 

Books by Max Vos

My Hero

My Hero: The Olympian

The V Unit

P.O.W

Inappropriate Roads

Going Home

Memories Series

A Christmas Memory

A Christmas Memory 2

A Christmas Memory 3: Home Sweet Home

A Valentine’s Memory

A Spring Break Memory

Available in French

Souvenirs-de-Noël

Mon Héros

Hawk ‘n’ Harley

Unite V

Rentrer a la Maison

Available in Italian

Il Mio Eroe

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BLOG TOUR & GUEST POST ~ Sam’s Story by Dylan Joseph

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Book Blurb:

When Dylan agreed to take a trip with his mom to a South Carolina campground, he wasn’t expecting much—until he met Sam, the lifeguard at the indoor pool. From that moment on, Dylan and Sam are thrust into a roller coaster of self-discovery. For them, even life’s most ordinary moments—brushing one’s teeth, playing a game of basketball, watching the sky—become precious. Sam’s Story is a poetic and heart melting read.

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Guest Post:

Hello readers! My name is Dylan Joseph and I am a 26-year-old gay author. I just published my first book: “Sam’s Story.” The book shows the struggle of growing up gay but it is much more than that. Aren’t you tired of hearing the sad stories about being gay? Sam’s Story is the possibility of love for the gay community. The kind of love the helps you better understand yourself. The kind of love that is not based around sex. The kind of love that we all want in our 20s.

My Coming Out:  It was the spring of 2006 and one of my close friends Lark asked me to go to the high school senior prom. I immediately said “Yes!” It wasn’t until later that day I realized she wanted to go to prom with me. I am gay. It was at this point I realized it was time for me to come out. A few days later I found myself standing in the basement as my mom was practicing piano. “I’m gay.” I said quite bluntly. It was a shock for her certainly but she was absolutely loving and supportive. In fact, all of my family and friends were supportive as the word spread. Within a year of coming out I met my first boyfriend, Krystian. For four years we enjoyed a deeply loving relationship full of beautiful memories and lots of laughs. This is what is like to be a gay youth in the 21st century. Surprised? We are so used to hearing the story about the gay teen that was rejected by his family or even worse— he committed suicide. This is an unfortunate truth and we have the best organizations working on it. One of my favorites is The Trevor Project where I am donating 10% of my book profits. There is a new story emerging that needs to be told. Focusing our efforts on telling a new story of the healthy gay man will create a context for the next generation of gay youth to live into.

Social Constructs:  Why will telling a new story help? A social construct is something that is generally agreed upon. Human beings agree on things through language thus a social construct is created by language. The story that is being told (using language) can impact reality by becoming a social construct. When we look back to Ancient Greece a great example is provided. In Athens, homosexuality was a normal and an integral part of how their society functioned. A male Athenian citizen would take on a younger man, the former being the erastís and the latter being the eranamus. The erastís would be responsible for the eranamus’ formal education including being a scholar, gymnast, artist and warrior. He would also teach the young man to be a lover. This was not a scene out of the bathes but a way of forging a bond so he could be role model. This may not be the ideal way to express homosexuality but this shows that throughout time the social constructs around homosexuality have changed. How do they change? They change by story telling, by language and by agreement.

Looking on the Bright Side:  Currently, the social construct around homosexuality has a few different aspects. Some of the major tones are ideas like: not acceptable, acceptable, a struggle, teasing, bullying, and suicide. It is different depending on where you are living in the country. Generally, it is something like a shell or wall over the gay populations head. Something to break through and something that constantly puts up resistance. We have demonstrated in the streets and in the courts. We have started to break that wall down. We are at a point where we must begin to also tell the positive story of being gay. This is what will make that wall (social construct) disappear for future generations. It may not be gone by time we are gone but we must think bigger then our lifetime. We must be bigger then our own lives and live to strive for the whole of humanity to thrive. So when you talk to the youth and when you share yourself as a gay man support them in their struggle. But really, really stress the marvelous life and joy it is to be a gay man. They will take that and run with it. This goes for our world as well. In the west, we are very lucky and many gay men around the world do not have the opportunity we have. It makes it even more important for us to tell this story.

Sam’s Story:  Sam’s Story is my way of telling my story. Sharing my life, my love and my struggle. It shows not only love on a surface level, but love that is deep and transformative. I believe when you meet a soul mate they help you grow into a better version of yourself. They help you transform old attitudes and past experiences that no longer benefit you. They also bring this love out of you that you have never seen before, a love you can cherish and share. If you are interested in supporting this movement towards a more positive gay future get your copy of Sam’s Story. It could be for yourself or a loved one. Pass on the love and tell the good story.

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Buy link:

Amazon – ebook

Amazon – Paperback

Author Bio:

11933390_10153577171330987_4882139375842354518_nDylan Joseph is a warrior, a healer, and a poet. He has a passion for the Chinese martial arts and meditation. His writing reflects the satisfaction he receives from discovering what it means to be human. He writes to entertain, to create worlds that inspire, worlds that provoke thought, and worlds that force his readers to live in another’s shoes. His goal is to create works that inspire people to live their lives to the fullest and fulfill all their dreams. Dylan is a 26-year-old gay man that grew up on Long Island, New York. He loves most people and certainly the opportunity to live life on planet Earth. Memento Mori. Tempus Fugit. Carpe Diem!

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BLOG TOUR and GIVEAWAY: Vanya Says “Go!” by Wayne Goodman

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Title: Vanya Says, “Go!” – A Retelling of Mikhail Kuzmin’s ‘Wings’
Author: Wayne Goodman
Release Date: October 20th 2016
Genre:  Retelling, Gay Fiction

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In 1906, Mikhail Kuzmin published “Wings,” the first book in Russian to discuss same-sex relationships in a positive light. With “Vanya Says, ‘Go!,’” Wayne Goodman retells the story from the perspective of the young man at the heart of the tale. The original work contained only three sections, but a fourth has been added to round out the story and provide some closure.

Kuzmin was one of the most celebrated poets of his time, the Silver Age of Russian Poetry. While his poems were quite successful, his somewhat-autobiographical novel “Wings” met with skepticism and criticism. Kuzmin used many constructs from poetry (characters who appear all too briefly with no second mention, plot jumps with little connecting material, long-winded orations); however, his descriptions of scenery are exquisite, and the dialogue is quirky and colorful. “Vanya Says, ‘Go!'” is crafted for the modern reader while keeping much of the original Russian style. It is a window into a time and places long gone. The story is narrated by the main character, who at 16 years of age is dealing with being an orphan foisted off on friends of distant relatives and attempting to acquaint himself with his sexual orientation while also discovering various religious and philosophical frameworks.

“An exemplary study in classic Russian literary charm… with a choice cast of picaresque characters. Goodman draws the reader into the desperate historical moment of pre-revolutionary St. Petersburg, and artfully stages Vanya’s gay yearnings against its fast-moving currents.” — Edmund Zagorin

“The author accurately evokes a long-lost Russia through his marvelous characters and descriptions… the underlying commentary on the decaying social order, and the romance of that forgotten time period.” — Andrew Demcak

“Set in Old Russia… this is an interesting, fact-based story of an orphaned gay youth and his attempt to find himself, his own opinions, and love.” — Daniel Curzon

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EXCERPT

Stroop glanced down at my lap, “What’s that? Homer?”

“Yes. The Greek class is especially awful.”

“You mean you don’t like Greek?” His sparkling eyes returned to mine, and an invisible shiver pulsed through me.

“Who really likes Greek?” I said, feeling a bit foolish about that sarcastic remark. It made me sound pretentious, but, then again, I probably was for only 16 years of age.

The corner of Stroop’s mouth flinched, “That’s a pity.”

“What is?”

“That you don’t like languages,” he responded coolly, lips pouting slightly, his goatee jutting forward. “I have nothing against modern languages–you can read just about anything–but who would want to struggle with such antediluvian nonsense in Greek?”

I could feel Stroop’s eyes examining me. “What a boy you are, Vanya. The whole world–worlds are closed to you.” He looked away and then back at me, “Though a world of beauty–not just to know, but to love. It is the basis of all education.”

“But if I wanted to learn about that, I could read translated works. Why must we spend so much time learning their obsolete grammar?”

His head dropped and shook gently from side to side. I felt like I had just impaled him with a rusty pin.

“Instead of a person of flesh and blood, laughing or frowning, who can love, kiss, or hate–which one can detect in the blood surging through their veins, and the natural grace of a naked body–we are like soulless dolls, often made by artisan hands. That… that is translated. You don’t need to spend a great deal of time with a preparatory lesson on grammar.” He turned to face me. “The only requirement? Read, read, and read. Read–looking up every word in the dictionary–like you’re wading through a thicket in the forest, and you would find untried delights. And it seems to me, Vanya, that you have the makings to become such a new, authentic person.”

I just stared at this very attractive man with my jaw hanging, probably looking like an open samovar. I believed he was trying to tell me I shouldn’t shirk my language studies and that if I read enough books, I could become a better person. No one had ever given me such encouragement before. If it hadn’t been improper to do so, I would have leaned over and kissed him on his palpable lips.

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About the Author

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Wayne Goodman has lived in the San Francisco Bay Area most of his life (with too many cats). When not writing, he enjoys playing Gilded Age parlor music on the piano, with an emphasis on women, gay, and Black composers.

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