Last week’s snippet from my US-set short story Epiphany, soon to be out in second edition in the Truly, Madly, Boys anthology, ended on a bit of a tease with the line, You probably want to know what he looks like, right?
So for all those who were kind enough to comment in the affirmative, here are the next 6 or so lines:
Hell, I’m no damn good at describing shit. Five-ten, maybe, least he looks like he’s a couple inches shorter than me, real skinny, with kinda mousy brown hair—see, this is why I don’t do descriptive. You’re thinking, hell, he’s nothing special, but let me tell you, he’s fucking breathtaking. Cutest little pointy chin, pale face like he don’t get out a whole lot. Fuck it. He’s beautiful. You just gotta trust me on that.
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The Taliban may have taken both Chris’s legs, but he came back from Afghanistan with his sense of humour and his lust for life firmly intact. The one thing that can shake his confidence is meeting Josh, the one-night stand from before his tour of duty he hasn’t been able to forget.
It turns out Josh hasn’t forgotten Chris, either. He spent the time they were apart fearing the worst every time a soldier was reported killed in action—and wishing Chris would use the number Josh gave him, and call.
Josh’s delight on seeing Chris again quickly turns to shock on seeing his injuries. With Chris such a changed man, can they still have a future?
Reviews for the first edition:
I loved Chris’ voice throughout this story… I loved his attitude and his frankness and he cracked me up multiple times. – JayHJay, Joyfully Jay.
And for a limited time only, it’s available at 20% off from JMS Books.
Note: this second edition is almost exactly the same story as that previously published by Amber Quill Press. So no need to buy again. Unless you really like that cover.
I’m nowadays known more for writing very British stuff, but way back in the days of yore I used to occasionally dip into US waters, and today’s snippet is taken from an early story of mine, Epiphany, which is set across the pond. So please read the following in the accent of a native New Yorker:
I’m just coming out of the gym when I see him. Damn, I mean that don’t sound like much, but let me tell you, it’s a fucking epiphany. Yeah, I know words like epiphany. Just because I’m built and I got a blue-collar job don’t mean I got a reading age of fucking ‘moron.’ Anyhow, I’m walking out the door, all pumped up and sweaty, ’cause I don’t like the showers at the gym—I got athlete’s foot once there, and it ain’t like on TV, you know, some of these guys ain’t exactly pretty with their clothes off—and there he is, standing on the corner, looking up at the street name like it’s written in Chinese, which it ain’t ’cause we’re not in Chinatown. For a moment I think maybe I’ve seen him somewhere before, but then reality kicks in with In your dreams, buddy.
You probably want to know what he looks like, right?
And yes, that was exactly 6 sentences. I counted. Twice!
Epiphany is currently out of print, but will be coming out in a second edition with a new introduction on 14th June in Truly, Madly, Boys, the latest of my mini-anthologies with the ever-lovely Josephine Myles, the Mad About the Brit Boys series.
In a cunning ploy to distract you from the extreme tardiness of this week’s Rainbow Snippet, today I’m celebrating those heroes in a half-shell, turtles and tortoises, with a snippet from Tortoise Interruptus. Our hero, Tip, has been cursed by a witch to turn into a tortoise at inconvenient moments, and has just been tortoise-napped by a woman with a capacious handbag:
Rattling in his shell as the bag lurched from side to side, bumping against the woman’s ample hips, Tip started to wonder if he really should have listened to Janey’s suggestion that she get him microchipped.
She wouldn’t even be able to report him missing. Tip could just imagine how it’d go at the police office: “Yes, Miss? You say your brother’s been kidnapped? Can you describe him, please? I see. Six inches tall, gray in color, with a hard shell. Any distinguishing features? Oh, just that he’s a tortoise? Thank you, Miss. Can I just remind you of the very severe penalties for wasting police time?”
Things start to look up when Tip ends up very literally in the capable hands of drop-dead gorgeous Steve—but Tip soon begins to wonder just how far he can trust Steve, who turns out to have a close connection with his kidnapper. Tip’s attempts at a normal life seem doomed to remain frustrated in more ways than one!
Inspired by a real-life incident. Yes, really.
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Today, 17th May, is the International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia, and Biphobia
I’m taking part in the Hop For Visibility, Awareness and Equality by blogging over at the Macaronis today on the subject of groundbreaking nineteenth-century American Shakespearian actor Charlotte Cushman, a lesbian who wowed the London stage with her portrayals of male roles.
I’m also offering an ebook of the winner’s choice from my historical backlist to a randomly chosen commenter on the post over at the Macaronis.
There will be lots of other prizes up for grabs on the hop, so make sure you check out the other participating blogs!
Today’s snippet comes from one of my lesbian short stories, First Time, which appears in the Desire Behind Bars anthology. Mel and Ella are cellmates:
Ella’s been with me a week (not that I’m counting) before she asks about it. “You’re not what I expected,” she says, tracing the curve of my bicep with one dainty little finger. She’s seen me—well, she couldn’t miss it, could she, not when we’re banged up together—doing pull-ups on the bunk. Push-ups and sit-ups on the floor. I like the way I look, like how I can hold my own in a fight against anyone. I don’t mind working hard to keep it.
“What do you mean?” I ask her.
“Well... You never...” and instead of finishing that sentence she takes my hand in her little one and places it on her breast.
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Here’s our hero, Robert, musing on romance:
Damn it. I was not still hung up on Crispin. I was not.
At any rate, it was safer for me to steer well clear of men for the foreseeable future. So that was what I would do.
I looked at the computer screen and went cold all over as I realised I’d absentmindedly called up the Gentlemen’s Relish dating website—their motto, Huntin’, Shootin’ and Cottagin’.
I shut the laptop with a snap.
Behind Robert’s cheerfully eccentric exterior lies a young heart battered and bruised by his past. He’s taken a job teaching in a village primary school to make a fresh start, and love isn’t part of his plans. But he’s knocked for six—literally—by a chance encounter with the uncle of two of his pupils.
Sean works in pest control, rides a motorbike, and lives on a council estate. On the face of it, he shouldn’t have anything in common with Robert’s bow-tie, classic-car style and posh family background. Yet Robert is helpless to resist Sean’s roguish grin, and a rocky, excruciatingly embarrassing start doesn’t keep the sparks between them from flaring.
Despite Robert’s increasingly ludicrous attempts to keep his past where it belongs, his past hasn’t read the memo. And soon his secrets could be the very things that drive Sean away for good…
Warning: contains the alarming misadventures of a pest control technician, a stepsister with a truly unfortunate name, and a young man who may have more bow ties than sense.