Yes, Sir


I wrote Yes, Sir in 2011 in celebration of the original GayRomLit retreat. Finally, it has sexy new cover art created by the awesomesauce Pickyme, and it has been professionally edited and extended in length.  It’s a little different than my other stuff. Kinkier, and more about a man’s sexual journey, with a paranormal twist (okay that part isn’t different). In the end I still call this one a romance, because there’s a relationship and a happy ending but it’s definitely the smexiest of all my stories.  It’s on sale for the sexy low price of only .99 cents.

I hope you enjoy:

 “Don’t worry. I won’t restrain you for your first time.” The man, who hadn’t yet given his name, stood. Like he expected Gray to grab hold and follow.

Like that, Gray’s pulse took a pause and his mouth went barren. Desert dry.

“Wait.” Gray’s fingers hovered just shy of grasping the man’s hand. What were they talking about? They had sat politely across the table discussing rules of play over the griddle-seared gulf fish and fresh berries like it was one of Gray’s installation projects.

Only this was Gray’s body they were discussing. He didn’t have a single submissive bone in him.

“We’ll stop,” the man said. “The second I do anything you don’t like.”

A thousand doubts tumbled in Gray’s gut as they linked fingers and walked through darkened streets to an even darker basement.


About Yes, Sir:

A New Orleans vacation takes an interesting turn when Grayson Harper lets a friend drag him along to see a voodoo priestess for a love spell. Suddenly he’s having very vivid dreams about a mystery man that seem all too real, and doing things in them he never thought possible. But what will become of the man of his dreams once he leaves the magic of the French quarter?

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Confetti Toss

The election is over! We are a handful of steps closer to marriage equality (My friend and Minnesota resident, Edmond Manning, wrote a really gorgeous essay about this)! I am even more psyched about that than I am not to be pelted by political ads on my doorstep, radio, youtube channels, and pretty much every effing where any longer. I think there may have been one sky-written above my kid’s preschool. Perhaps I’m getting paranoid.

GayRomLit is over! (boo, hiss) I went, I did a reading and a Boxer Falls panel,  I signed things. I passed out swag and Gay Coffee. I hugged people who said they loved my books or that I looked pretty or just smiled at me because HELL I love to hug people and you never get tired of it, right?? Okay, I don’t. 😛 Everybody was so fantastic, it made my head spin. I hope to do it again next year. I roomed with the fabulous Amy Lane who is funny and clever, and a hell of a lot of fun. Not to mention, she has mad ninja skills for a woman with ten years on me. Twice she scared the everloving crap out of me, and I’m pretty sure both times I was naked. Do with that what you will.

Next year we are hoping to drag Mary Calmes along for the ride.

I am NaNo-ing. Life’s been crazy and I haven’t been able to finish a book in awhile, despite having three gay contemporary projects in mid-stream right now so I am buckling down to finish one (fucker) if I can possibly do it. Sanity intact, housecleaning, all optional.

Other miscellaneous news:

  • Congrats to Mary on her release of But For You, the sixth book in her Matter of Time series, which a month after release is STILL on the Amazon LGBT romance best-seller’s list!
  • The next book in Amy’s fabulous knitting series is up for pre-order at Dreamspinner Press! These read well as standalones, and are sexy and cute, so check it out A Knitter in His Natural Habitat.
  • The third Husbands comic is out from Dark Horse! And Sharon Stogner from I Smell Sheep and Rarely Dusty books so nicely asked me to do a guest review for issues one and two, so keep an eye out for that soon. I haven’t gotten to read issue 3 yet, but it’s on my TBR list. Like the web series, the comics are hilarious and entertaining.
  • Amber Kell’s birthday bash is going on now! I didn’t get the chance to participate in this one but Carol Lynne, Mary Calmes, and many others are. There will be prizes and whatnot so it is worth checking out.

Wait? What??

You haven’t yet signed up for GayRomLit? Are you MENTAL?? There are a few a very few reader slots left, and you can sign up until August 18, so grab your spot while you still can!

We had a great retreat last year, and I’m looking forward to seeing everyone again this year. Sadly, I was kinda hoping I’d have another book out before GRL this year, but the contemporary novel I’ve been working on needs a looot of editing, and I just haven’t had the time. Summers mean little down time from my kids, we’ve had a lot of power outages, and I’ve had other obligations on my plate. So it’s been slow-going. That’s the bad news. 😛

Good news? In addition to a half-finished contemporary, I have at least 3 or 4 other m/m projects on the horizon. 2 are already plotted, and I’ve started  researching one of them. They’re all way, way outside of my comfort zone. Way. But I’m uber-excited about them, one in particular. So I cycle between excited and energized and then horrified and anxious, and I’m taking it all very slowly because I want them to come out well. *crosses fingers*

In the meantime, I’m still working on our weekly homo-drama, Boxer Falls. We’ve had some kick-ass guest authors lately including Mary Calmes, Taylor Donovan, and Anne Tenino. Haven’t been keeping up? You can check out the entire message thread here, on the goodreads m/m romance group. Or at

My very serious parting message for today? Team Grenade doing their shirtless military workout. It’s pretty hot, yo, even if they do wax their chests. You can check it out on YouTube, here.

Today’s Quickie: Gearing up for GayRomLit, Sudsy Studs, and More Free Books!

Aight! I am all signed up for GayRomLit! I hope to see you there. 🙂 I’ve signed up to do a reading, and I’m already trying to decide what I’ll read. Maybe something filthy, I kinda like having an excuse to say naughty words out loud. If you’re on the fence about attending, they’ve already got about 100 authors signed up last I heard, and the total head count cutoff is 400 people, so act fast. It’s gonna be a BLAST.

If you didn’t go to GRL last year, you may have missed out on the author scavenger hunt, headed up by Damon Suede. 17 authors pitched in beads, and the goal was for readers to unscramble anagrams and clues, and find each author to get a bead for their bracelet. Well if you didn’t get one, I blogged over at Guilty Pleasures about our new homoerotic soapy drama Boxer Falls, and if you stop by and leave a comment you’ll be entered to win one of last year’s bracelets, as well as an ecopy of my latest paranormal novella, Immortal Valentine.

Today’s Quickie: Rock It, Baby!

Hey all! The M/M Romance Group on Goodreads  is having their monthly book of the month group reading poll, and someone was lovely enough to nominate my novella, Amor Prohibido. As I’m still a new author, it could use a little help in the polls, and I’d be SUPER appreciative if y’all could pop over there and help me rock the vote!

Also, I was giving away a free short story at GayRomLit and I ran out of copies. If you wanted one and didn’t get it, please email me at Thanks, everyone!

Where’s My Happy Ever After, Beeyotch?

Recently a Twitter buddy wrote an amusing and insightful blog post entitled “Screw Your Ever After.” This is a sort of rebuttal to that post.

In recent memory, a stone’s throw from where I live, a woman threw her young granddaughter off of a bridge. No one knows why. The girl, 2 years old, died. Another woman accidentally ran over her two children with her own car. The youngest was killed. A man forgot his sleeping infant son in their vehicle carseat, and that child died from hyperthermia. Because the boy was adopted and because of the nature of the child’s death, this couple may never get to have another child. We just passed the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, and I was not far from where the plane struck the Pentagon on the tenth anniversary of that ugly day, which was quite a stunning reminder of the hateful attacks that occurred. And as I write this, we are a day away from the anniversary of the death of Matthew Shepard, a beautiful young man whose murder was so horrific and heartbreaking I can hardly stand to think about it.

What’s my point here? Life can be beautiful, but it can be terrible and ugly and tragic, and unpredictable. It can be depressing as hell. If I allow them to, things around me can begin to look very bleak–something I can’t afford, as my day job is raising two children who haven’t yet been touched by all that ugliness to go out into the world and be good citizens.

The thing is, when I read, I read to escape. To find that proverbial happy place. I read to be taken on a journey, to feel that “good ache,” and to experience the highs and lows along with my protagonists–I don’t want to read a story that’s nothing but 300 pages of my characters skipping through daisies. I do want that happy ending to be earned. I want them to have to battle bad guys or demons or maybe even each other. But at the end of the day I want them to kiss and make or up make love and I want to close the book (or turn off my Kindle, more likely) and know that things are probably going to work out okay. Is it realistic? Maybe not, but hell, that’s why we call it fiction.

In a couple of days I’ll be leaving for the GayRomLit retreat. Could. Not. Be. More. Psyched. And I owe a huge thank you to the M/M Romance group on Goodreads for holding a contest to give away the plane ticket that’s allowing me to attend this shindig. I’m a survivor of abuse and assault, and M/M romance is my escape from all the ugliness that I mentioned, not to mention the stuff that’s in my own head. The opportunity to meet with the writers who have created those stories and other readers who love M/M as much as I do, is such a thrill. THAT is how much the Happy Ever After means to me. I once wrote a 1300 word flash fiction story, and still made sure it ended happily. THAT is how much the ever after means to me.

I grok that not every writer wants to write romance or happy endings and not every reader wants to read it, and that’s totally fine. Diversity, it’s what makes the world go ’round. But in an uncertain world, some of us need to know once in awhile that things turn out okay. We need the romance.

So…where’s my ever after, bitch? 😉

Romance Trading Card Goodness

I am *totally* jumping on this romance trading card bandwagon that everyone’s getting into. I think it’s a neat idea as an author, and as a reader I think they’re cute as hell. 😉 So I designed a card for my novella, Amor Prohibido, which comes out on September 4th. I will be giving away these away at the upcoming GayRomLit retreat. Thought I’d share: