Where Fiction and Reality Meet
then murder's out of tune, And sweet revenge grows harsh. – William Shakespeare I’m going to say something that I’ve most definitely never said before. I think I just imagined this book in black & white as I was reading it. Weird, no? Yes, it is. The stylized atmosphere of L.A. Witt’s novella Mayfield Speakeasy... Continue Reading →
Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it. – Bill Cosby Between the days of April 29 and May 4, 1992, Los Angeles, California burned as the worst display of human aggression and... Continue Reading →
Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it. – Bill Cosby Between the days of April 29 and May 4, 1992, Los Angeles, California burned as the worst display of human aggression and... Continue Reading →
So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die. – John Dryden My experience with zombies pretty much begins and ends with the movies Shaun of the Dead and Zombieland, which not only gives you a good idea... Continue Reading →
So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die. – John Dryden My experience with zombies pretty much begins and ends with the movies Shaun of the Dead and Zombieland, which not only gives you a good idea... Continue Reading →
Before we start, here is the blurb for Tarnished Gold: In 1915, starstruck Jack Abadie strikes out for the gilded streets of the most sinful town in the country—Hollywood. With him, he takes a secret that his country hometown would never understand. After years of hard work and a chance invitation to a gay gentlemen's... Continue Reading →
Before we start, here is the blurb for Tarnished Gold: In 1915, starstruck Jack Abadie strikes out for the gilded streets of the most sinful town in the country—Hollywood. With him, he takes a secret that his country hometown would never understand. After years of hard work and a chance invitation to a gay gentlemen's... Continue Reading →
Chapter One “Can you do me a huge favor?” Matty asks, poking his head into my bedroom and looking paler than La Toya Jackson with a stomach virus. Matty has never been shy about asking for favors. That’s the territory that comes with being roommates and best friends for four years, the expectation of favors.... Continue Reading →
Hi, Jeffery, welcome to The Novel Approach, I’m so glad to have you here today. Before we start the Q&A, why don’t you start out by giving us the Jeffery Self story? A. This is the first book I've had published. I technically wrote my second book before this first one but it doesn't come... Continue Reading →
Hi, Jeffery, welcome to The Novel Approach, I’m so glad to have you here today. Before we start the Q&A, why don’t you start out by giving us the Jeffery Self story? A. This is the first book I've had published. I technically wrote my second book before this first one but it doesn't come... Continue Reading →
Little by little the pieces and squares began to come to life and exchange impressions ... Everything had acquired sense and at the same time everything was concealed ... Only in the final instant was their secret spectacularly exposed. – Vladimir Nabokov (Chess) I may very well be the one and only grown woman on... Continue Reading →
Little by little the pieces and squares began to come to life and exchange impressions ... Everything had acquired sense and at the same time everything was concealed ... Only in the final instant was their secret spectacularly exposed. – Vladimir Nabokov (Chess) I may very well be the one and only grown woman on... Continue Reading →
I have a lot of pet peeves. So…so…many. (If one of your pet peeves happens to be ellipses, then let me just apologize for that previous fragment of a sentence. If fragmented sentences are a pet peeve, again, apologies.) (If parenthetical phrases happen to be a… never mind.) Anyway, between you and me, sometimes I... Continue Reading →
There are moments when the impossible becomes the inevitable, and the rest is just a matter of time. – David Levithan As an author, you’ve got to know you’ve really latched onto something in a genre when your readership builds shelves of their favorite books based upon a theme that can’t be found anywhere else... Continue Reading →
There are moments when the impossible becomes the inevitable, and the rest is just a matter of time. – David Levithan As an author, you’ve got to know you’ve really latched onto something in a genre when your readership builds shelves of their favorite books based upon a theme that can’t be found anywhere else... Continue Reading →
Trying to squash a rumor is like trying to unring a bell. ~ Shana Alexander The year is 1948: World War II has ended but the Cold War heats up significantly when the Soviet Union detonates the bomb that would serve to become the catalyst for a decades long arms race. Racial prejudice has the... Continue Reading →
Trying to squash a rumor is like trying to unring a bell. ~ Shana Alexander The year is 1948: World War II has ended but the Cold War heats up significantly when the Soviet Union detonates the bomb that would serve to become the catalyst for a decades long arms race. Racial prejudice has the... Continue Reading →
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey’d monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on. – William Shakespeare Q. What do you get when you cross a flamboyant bisexual singer with a vertically challenged straight guitar player who may or may not have anger management issues? A. You get a singer... Continue Reading →
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey’d monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on. – William Shakespeare Q. What do you get when you cross a flamboyant bisexual singer with a vertically challenged straight guitar player who may or may not have anger management issues? A. You get a singer... Continue Reading →
Expectation is the root of all heartache. – William Shakespeare Perfect for Me is a book in which D.H. Starr goes where few authors have tread before in the realms of M/M romance, and has done so in such a way that he’s managed to take two very powerful storylines and blend them seamlessly together... Continue Reading →
Expectation is the root of all heartache. – William Shakespeare Perfect for Me is a book in which D.H. Starr goes where few authors have tread before in the realms of M/M romance, and has done so in such a way that he’s managed to take two very powerful storylines and blend them seamlessly together... Continue Reading →
Today, folks! Today is the final day to enter to win Acceleration, the third and final installment in Amelia C. Gormley's Impulse Series. This is the book in which everything reaches critical mass for Gavin and Derrick, so if you've been following their story, I guarantee you won't want to miss it. To enter, just... Continue Reading →
Okay, stop me if you’ve heard this one before: A solicitor walks into a bar and asks the bartender, “Which were more scary, the deranged zombie officers from the dream sequence in An American Werewolf in London or the evil Nazi zombies in Dead Snow?”… No, I’d never heard that one before either. But if... Continue Reading →
Okay, stop me if you’ve heard this one before: A solicitor walks into a bar and asks the bartender, “Which were more scary, the deranged zombie officers from the dream sequence in An American Werewolf in London or the evil Nazi zombies in Dead Snow?”… No, I’d never heard that one before either. But if... Continue Reading →
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