On Value and Creativity

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So, the other week when social media was blowing up because some asshat thought it would be a good idea to blatantly disrespect every author on the planet by asking which pirate sites were best to illegally download books, I had a thinky thought while I was out walking my dog.

You’re gonna have to bear with me. I’m gonna ramble. This is a little incoherent but there’s a point in here somewhere.

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I did a bad thing.

I did a bad thing. Okay, not so much bad as stupid and unthinking…which I guess is pretty bad.

But I’m blaming the fact that it was 5.30am and I’m a sucker for a pretty face.

It started last week.

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Rainbow Snippets – 18.06.16

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Blummin’ ‘eck, Rainbow Snippet time already! If you’re new to Rainbow Snippets, it’s a Facebook group where authors of LGBTQ fiction post a six-sentence snippet of a WIP, a published story, or a recommendation, every weekend. You can see all the snippets here.

This week, a few lines from the first draft of Returning Home, the follow up to Home Is Where You Are. The boys are getting ready for dinner.

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Caleb sighed and rubbed at his beard. “Is it ridiculous that I’m worrying I’ve forgotten which fork to use? I remember there being more than one but not for what purpose.”

Jacob balled up his shirt and threw it on the bed. He stepped forward and took hold of Caleb’s hand. Placing it flat on his bare, taut stomach, Jacob guided Caleb’s touch up the trail of pale hair that ran from his crotch to his broad chest, then up to his neck. As Caleb wrapped his fingers around Jacob’s throat, licking his lips and shuddering out a breath as he did so, Jacob asked, “You were saying something about forks?”

Caleb shook his head and sighed. “It doesn’t matter.” He tightened his grip and pulled Jacob up to kiss him. “I’ll just eat with my fingers.”

Rainbow Snippets – 12.06.16

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Rainbow Snippet time! If you’re new to Rainbow Snippets, it’s a Facebook group where authors of LGBTQ fiction post a six-sentence snippet of a WIP, a published story, or a recommendation, every weekend. You can see all the snippets here.

Today, a selfish plug for “Home Is Where You Are” which is now available for purchase : ) Reviews welcome.

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When Jacob’s hand came up to cup Caleb’s jaw and pull him closer, Caleb braced himself against a jolt of revulsion and disgust. It never came.

Jacob was the one to pull away this time. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to–”

Caleb caught him by the wrist and held on tight, not letting him move more than a few inches away. He grappled with his thoughts, and finally found the words to say, “I–I can’t make you any promises.”

Jacob stared for a moment, then shaking his head, whispered, “I never asked for any.”

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Rainbow Snippets – 24.04.16

Sunday, Maybe Monday

Rainbow Snippet time! If you’re new to Rainbow Snippets, it’s a Facebook group where authors of LGBTQ fiction post a six-sentence snippet of a WIP, a published story, or a recommendation, every weekend. You can see all the snippets here.

More from the WIP. Time is passing, and the boys are starting to figure each other out.

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“Tell me how you hurt your hand again?” Jordan gave him a sly smile, and raised his eyebrows at the mark on the wall.

“Arm wrestling Karen.” When Jordan had asked him back at the hospital why his hand was strapped, Adam had come up with some other bullshit excuse. He hoped this one would get a smile, which it did. “Hey, she’s stronger than she looks.”

Jordan huffed out a laugh, and started to awkwardly scoot back on the bed, his eyes flitting around the room at the entirety of his life piled in black garbage bags.

Rainbow Snippet – 16.04.16

Sunday, Maybe Monday

Rainbow Snippet time! If you’re new to Rainbow Snippets, it’s a Facebook group where authors of LGBTQ fiction post a six-sentence snippet of a WIP, a published story, or a recommendation, every weekend. You can see all the snippets here.

A little more from Sunday, Maybe Monday, and Adam should have maybe asked this question about twenty minutes earlier, if you know what I mean : )

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Something about Jordan’s body language changes in a way Adam doesn’t quite expect. He glances up to find a sheepish look on Jordan’s face, and a shiver of worry passes through him. “Please tell me you’re over twenty-one.”

Jordan swallows hard. “I’ll be twenty in a few weeks.” There’s an uptick at the end of the sentence that makes the statement sound like a question, and Jordan sound his age.

Groaning, Adam buries his face in his hands.

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When I was in art school (yeah yeah, laugh it up) we often joked about there being some kind of shop where we could go to buy ideas because, back then, that seemed like the hardest part of the creative process. Figuring out what to draw/paint/make in the first place.

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Rainbow Snippet – 09.04.16

Sunday, Maybe Monday

Rainbow Snippet time! If you’re new to Rainbow Snippets, it’s a Facebook group where authors of LGBTQ fiction post a six-sentence snippet of a WIP, a published story, or a recommendation, every weekend. You can see all the snippets here.

Today’s snippet is a little something from a short/novella I’m working on at the moment. One day, I’ll write a character that isn’t broken…honest.

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What really caught Adam’s eye though, were the deep purple and green bruises on Jordan’s forearm. Jordan quickly stowed his coat on the hook where his backpack was already hanging, hurrying to roll down his cuffs to hide the marks. He buttoned them at the wrists, as he turned.

“You want some ice for that?”

Jordan looked up, startled. But finding Adam’s face neutral, without blame or pity, he swallowed hard, and shook his head. “They…they don’t hurt or anything.”

Adam shrugged and went back to unpacking, laying trays of tomatoes on the countertop side-by-side, feeling strangely proud of the way he was able to act like Jordan’s injuries were nothing, when, inside, he was boiling with vengeful rage.

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What kind of monster offers two kinds of bar stools?

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Last weekend, I travelled up to London to meet up with a group of m/m authors and readers, and it was really rather nice. We all sat around in a pub and chatted, and drank, and ate. Some people knew everyone, some people were brand new to the group, but the whole thing was relaxed and friendly and fun.

I wanted to write a little something about the day, but it’s taken me a while to get my thoughts in order. Writing this now, I’m still not entirely sure what I want to say about it. I met some lovely people, I got some great writing advice, but I guess one of the main things I’ve been thinking about since, is that everyone I’ve told about the day has asked me if I enjoyed myself: did I have a good time? To which, of course, the answer is, yes. But also, it’s not quite that simple.

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Rainbow Snippet – 19.03.16

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Rainbow Snippet is brought to you today by the letters W, I and P, and the number, 9. Very early days with this one. See all of the other snippets on the Facebook page.

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Drew was sitting on a gurney in one of the less than private bays in the ER when he heard Adrian’s frantic voice from behind the thin blue curtain.

“You called him?” Drew did his best to glare at the lieutenant who had stood tight jawed in the corner since they brought Drew in.

Eric shook his head and glowered at the sound of Adrian yelling, as if he thought his stare could penetrate the material surrounding the bed. “No. No, I did not.”

Drew sighed, then winced at the twinge in his rib cage. “Better get this over with then.” He matched the infuriated look Eric shot him with one of his own. “You know damned well, he’s only going to keep yelling.”

Rainbow Snippet – 12.03.16

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Rainbow Snippet time! If you’re new to Rainbow Snippets, it’s a Facebook group where LGBTQ authors post a six-sentence snippet of a WIP, a published story, or a recommendation, every weekend. You can see all the snippets here.

My contribution was my WIP from last week, now a free read in the links above. Or clickety here. Whatever.

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“How much for the night?”

The question takes Drew by surprise. He shakes his head. “You can’t be serious?”

Adrian pulls out his wallet, takes out a bundle of cash and puts it on the coffee table. It’s so high it spills down like a landslide. “How much for the night?”

Rainbow Snippets – 06.03.16

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Rainbow Snippet time! Six-sentences (or there abouts) of something new. I posted a short cop/prostitute-with-a-twist fic elsewhere, and it’s getting some good feedback, so I might post it here as a free short this week if I get the chance. Don’t forget to check all the other snippets on the Facebook page.

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When Drew leans on the open window of the car, he goes from thinking he might make his rent, to hoping he’s going to make it back in one piece.

“You working?” The guy’s beautiful but his face is like thunder and he practically growls out the words.

Drew raises his eyebrows and nods at the gold badge glinting on the guy’s belt. “Are you?”

The badge clatters into the glove compartment with a flurry of cursing. “Just get in the fucking car.”

Drew hangs his head, then dutifully opens the door and gets in. He sees Chris step forward, looking worried, but Drew winks and smiles, trying to reassure him, even if he’s already thinking this is a very bad idea.

My Reads – February ’16

Okay, usually I have a thing here about not being a reviewer,
and buying from the publisher, yadda yadda
but…well, this month I only read one book so it doesn’t seem worth it.
In my defence, I did write a book during February
so I didn’t have much time/brain space to do much reading,
but the one book I did read was awesome.

Writing Faster FTWL. A. Witt…I’d like to say that I’m normally a notoriously slow writer…and yet I finished a novel in a month.
I’m not saying that reading this book magically gave me the ability to do that, but it sure as hell didn’t hurt any!
The thing I really liked about this book, apart from how fun it was to read, was that it didn’t dictate anything. It’s not a ‘how to’ template, it’s more designed to help you find your own optimal way of writing quickly. After reading this, I got to a point in my story where I was totally stuck and really felt like giving up, but using some of the advice from this book I implemented a few things that I would never have thought of, like writing out of sequence, not naming characters as I went, stuff like that, and it absolutely got me through.
The book isn’t long (but then Lori doesn’t repeat herself) but it has some rock-solid advice and techniques that are bound to help if you want to up your productivity…or at least, they certainly helped me. Five Super Speedy Stars…FTW : )

Rainbow Snippets – 20.02.16

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Where does the time go! Snippets are here again. Find all of them on the Facebook page. I’m cheating a bit today, a little more than six sentences, but I didn’t want to slice up this exchange. From the current WIP x

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“Thank you.”

Caleb shrugged and pulled his hat on. Jacob was having none of it though. “I mean it. Thank you for letting me stay. You know you don’t have to.”

Caleb paused as he stepped down into the street, his boots crunching on the frozen mud. “There’s some bad weather coming. Turning you out in it wouldn’t do either of us any good. I’d only worry that you’d be back…stealing my chickens.”

Jacob cracked a smile. “I would never steal chickens from you. Your horse, sure, but never chickens.”

Guest Blog for RJ Scott

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Here’s a little waffly guest post that I wrote for RJ Scott’s blog about what it was like having my writing published for the first time.

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