Sunday, March 31, 2013

RJ's April Blog Tour for Autism Awareness & Giveaway

Autism Fact: There are over half a million people with autism in the UK.

Prejudice & Transgender

Webster's College Dictionary
Prejudice (noun)
1: injury or damage resulting from some judgment or action of another in disregard of one's rights; especially : detriment to one's legal rights or claims.

2: a (1) : preconceived judgment or opinion (2) : an adverse opinion or learning formed without just grounds or before sufficient knowledge

b : an instance of such judgment or opinion

c : an irrational attitude of hostility directed at an individual, a group, a race, or their supposed characteristics


More and more lately I've been seeing news articles surrounding prejudice involving transgender people and in some instances, very young transgender children.

On March 1st, students protested their transgender classmate by breaking dress code at South Panola High School in Batesville, Mississippi. The student, Leah, was supported by the school but some students thought by allowing Leah to dress as a girl when she was technically a boy set a double standard.

Smith College, a prominent women's college, twice returned a transgender application without conducting an official admissions review.

How about the recent proposed legislation by Arizona state rep, John Kavanagh, where people would have to prove their gender before using a public restroom.

But the one that touched me the most was the 6 year-old transgender child. Her school had initially accepted her being transgender and allowed her to use the girls restrooms. Later they recanted and in December the family was notified she would have to use the boy's restroom.

Discussing this last one with family and friends, it became apparent that there were several different issues. Someone had commented that the child was only six, how did they know their own mind on a complex issue such as gender identity.

I took offense.

Children are smart, smarter than some give them credit for. They know their own mind. What they like and don't like. They express their opinions in various ways, and if they trust you, they will share it with you. It broke my heart to think about all the children who are told, "No, you are a boy/girl, you must dress like a boy/girl."

In a vast majority of cases, prejudice happens because there is lack of knowledge. Skewed opinions are passed around that disregard the facts. People want absolutes. This is right, that is wrong. You're a boy, I'm a girl. Things aren't that simple. For example: beautiful people are airheads, athletes aren't book smart, if you wear glasses you're intelligent, geeks are intellectual ego maniacs, people with high IQs are sociopaths, people with tattoos are unreliable--all of these are incorrect assumptions based on supposition and opinion.

...and I'm getting off tract. The point is keep an open mind. Respect others, even if you don't understand. Just because you don't understand doesn't mean something is wrong.

On a positive side:

Simmons College, a prominent women's college, sent an acceptance letter to a transgender woman with a four year Achievement Scholarship.

Grant High School in Portland Oregon open unisex bathrooms for their transgender students.

Colorado insurers offering individual insurance policies can no longer deny coverage to transgender people using the pre-existing condition clause.

Thank you guys for stopping by. Here's a cute little gingerbread man I found a while ago. It does a great job in explaining the different identifications by keeping it simple and easy.

Now for some fun...

Leave a comment to be entered into an e-book give away from my back-list or a $5 amazon gift certificate. Even if you're not interested in the giveaway, leave a comment. I would like to here your thoughts.  Cheers!

Dreams of the Forgotten is available HERE and HERE.

NSFW Excerpt:

Running fingertips over the swell of Ushna's chest, I rested my palm over his heart. Ushna moved under my hand, moaning deliciously. I studied his sun-bronzed features and his solid muscular planes shaped by hard work. There were moments when I was amazed this man loved me. Only me. The knowledge humbled me even as it strengthened me.

Turning his head, Ushna moaned again. I wondered what kind of dream he had to elicit such a response. A wicked smile on my lips, I slithered down his body under the covers. I was determined to make a few of his dreams come true as I licked his semi-hard erection before sucking it into my mouth. I rolled my tongue around the flared head, loving the sensation of his shaft growing in my mouth.

I suckled, tonguing the ridge just how I knew he liked it. His louder moan was music to my ears as I released him and licked my way down, gently taking one of his balls into my mouth. With my hand, I stroked his stomach and felt the muscles quiver under my touch.

Taste, sight, touch, and smell. I gorged all my senses on him, sliding my arms under his legs. I wrapped my hands around his thighs and made my way slowly back up his hard length, swallowing him down to the back of my throat. Ushna writhed under me. His fingers carded through my hair before gripping it in his strong hands. My name fell from his lips as he bucked up into my mouth. Goddess, I loved to hear him speak my name.

I sensed Ushna was striving to keep control but I wanted him to lose himself in me. I rose up, the sheet sliding off me, lips sealed tightly as I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft, withdrawing with a hint of teeth on the way up. I pressed hard on the bundle of nerves right under the head of his erection right before I sealed my lips again giving it long, strong sucks. I pumped my hand up and down his spit-slick shaft in tandem, knowing it would drive him crazy. I reached past his perineum, pressing and massaging the rim of his entrance. Ushna finally let go of his control, growling into the predawn as he fisted my hair and thrust, quick and sharp, into my sealed lips before he came in my mouth.

I moaned, swallowing around him. I wasn't remotely finished tasting his release when Ushna pulled me up to rest on my side next to him. He gazed at me with his beautiful emerald-colored eyes that were ringed in golden brown, bright and awake. I opened my mouth to protest but instead received Ushna's urgent kiss. His tongue darted in, taking over, tasting his own seed. I groaned into his mouth and threw one of my legs over his hip doing my best to rub against him. It wasn't working because my stomach was too distended. Ushna moaned into my mouth, the rumble vibrating against me.

I loved the sounds he made for me.

Don't forget to check out the sites on the Autism Tour. Links are below!!

Friday, March 29, 2013

Where Am I? Why over at the Armchair Reader

Hey everyone. I'm over at the Armchair Reader today with an excerpt of Dreams of the Forgotten and a chance to win a e-book copy. CLICK HERE to be redirected to the post.

Quick side note: If you haven't commented on Tristan's and Ushna's interview posted over on the Hearts On Fire Review site, hurry up!  Hearts will quit taking entries for the e-book giveaway Saturday night. April 1st, I am participating in RJ Scott's Blog Tour for autism awareness. So many prizes to win so make sure you come back!!

For those who are going to hang out for a second I have a quick excerpt for you. At GoodReads M/M Romance group they are having their annual Love Has No Bounds event. Photos are posted and people pick one and write a short story.

I have been a member of the group for three years but not always as an author. So this is my first year participating in the event. I chose Mandy's photo which has three gorgeous gentlemen. Her "Dear Author" plea went like this.

Dear Author, 

These men love each other and are happy together, but one of them (the one on the left)is starting to succumb to the pressures of being in a ménage relationship. Something the outside world doesn`t even want to try and understand. He´s not sure if he should let them go, so at least they can be together without all the added stress their kind of love brings, but doesn´t he know they will never let him go.
Please no D/s or BDSM and a very HEA would be appreciated.

Thank you,

Who can blame me from I snatching this bad boy up. Once a week I will share some writing music, and small excerpts on the GoodReads thread.  The story is cranking along pretty good and I'm very please so far with the outcome. Today, I'm sharing an excerpt I posted over there earlier today.  It's a first draft so it's a little blocky and this scene may not even make it through the edits. This is from Brock's POV (he's on the right in the photo).Enjoy!!

Tentative Blurb:

Trent Harte is a potential first round draft running back who the NFL is clamoring over. For the last two years, he's been living with his two lovers, AJ Barnes and Brock Everette. Life is perfect. Neither one of his partners are comfortable with public displays, therefore; they never worried their unconventional relationship would be discovered—until a couple of weeks ago. Caught in a compromising position by a fellow teammate, rumors abound. It is hard enough to be an openly gay football player, but along with the gossip comes the moral lectures, snide comments, and people who stare as if they are a museum display adds to his stress. Now there are threats against his partners' livelihoods and Trent begins to wonder if it isn't better for him to step back from the relationship. He would never be able to forgive himself if something happened to his lovers.

After this last game, AJ and Brock know there is something wrong because Trent isn't talking. They are all under added pressure but Trent's behavior is different, there is something more going on because they can sense him pulling away. William Harte, Trent's father calls, and both of them know the cold bastard will only add to Trent's distress. AJ and Brock refuse to let him walk these new trials alone and call for reinforcements. Will Trent be swayed by any one of the many reasons why he should leave Brock and AJ? Will they be too late to convince Trent that they are playing for keeps? 


"I'll be glad when your hair grows out again," AJ commented as Brock approached.

He ran hand over his short hair. He'd cut off the dirty-blond locks for the internship interview. The cut was similar to AJ's. "Not attractive?" He knew he should've had a simple trim. He wasn't as handsome as his lovers. They had the hard bodies and he was getting a pooch because he liked rich food. His hair was his only attractive asset, or so he thought.

AJ crowded up behind Brock when he went to open a door. "You are one handsome man, Brock Everett." Hot breath skittered over the shell of his ear. AJ was close enough that he could feel the man's body heat through his clothing. "I don't know what has gotten into you here lately about your appearance. Bottom line, Trent and I will make love to you until you feel as gorgeous as we know you to be. Besides, who said I liked your hair for anything other than holding onto?"

Brock shivered, his pulse picking up as he considered the possibilities. AJ reach past Brock, grasped the door handle, and pulled. He moved his laptop bag in front of his groin to hide the evidence of his arousal. AJ smirked but didn't comment. The traffic in the hallway discouraging anymore conversation that caused the sexual heat to rise. But it was too late. Brock was hard and wanting. He hoped that Trent wouldn't be long because he needed to be at home with his guys. 

Monday, March 25, 2013

What to do with my week?

Why-- I'll write of course. Since I'm participating in GoodReads MM Romance group's Love Has No Boundary event, I needed to rearrange my writing priorities. If you are a member of the group, stop by the thread CLICK HERE. I'm leaving small excerpts once a week.

I'm also working on my April first blog for RJ Scott's blog hop. :) Trying to keep it reasonable in length. We'll see how that goes!!

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Weekend Blog Party Winner Announcement!!

3/25/2013 Update

Blog Party Announcement.  Congratulations to Teresa Blomander for winning the necklace and Crissy Morris for winning the ring! Ladies, email me at with you address.  Yeah!!

The Custom Random Number Generator pulled their numbers: 12 & 25

A couple of things to remember. Hearts On Fire will announce their drawing for Dreams of the Forgotten this coming weekend. I will be on the The Armchair Reader on the 29th with another e-book giveaway. On April 1st, I will be participating in RJ Scott's Blog Hop for Autism (with another giveaway for any of my e-books.)

Don't forget that Alpha Trine and The Awakening of Amanra are free reads that are available through All Romance (ARe). Just click on the titles and you will be redirected.

Thank you guys for stopping by.  You totally rock!!

Teresa Blomander - 1, 7, 12, 17, 22
kli - 2, 8, 13, 18, 23
A. Todd - 3
Fiona - 4, 9, 14, 19, 24
Crissy Morris - 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 27
Seiran Allen-Field - 6, 11, 16, 21, 26

Today is the the release day for Dreams of the Forgotten, book three of the Sumeria's Sons series! I'm so excited that the day is finally here! I wanted to do something special and found a couple pieces of jewelry that amazingly represents the series. (Pictures attached at the bottom.)

I've never had a blog party before and I didn't know what I should do. Hand out virtual wine or something?

Well, I was given a couple of really great ideas.

We are going to have a scavenger hunt to increase your chances to win one of the two great gifts I found for this event. I've posted pictures of the necklace and the ring that will be given away to two lucky winners.

Scavenger Hunt Rules: I have attached links to different websites below. Visit each weblink and come back here and leave a comment. For each comment you leave on the blog, after visiting the other websites, tell me where you were and what you liked. You can leave a comment now and that is one entry but you have the ability to enter five more times for a total of 6 entries. Entries will be accepted all weekend. The winners will be announced Monday, March 25th.

1) Leave a comment for this blog.  :)

2) Hearts On Fire Reviews interviewed Tristan and Ushna goes up tomorrow, Sunday, March 24th is up now. Make sure you go over and check them out and enter to win an e-book copy of Dreams of the Forgotten. Look HERE. (Make sure you come back and leave a comment about the interview.)

3) Over on the Silver blog you can find a full interview where I answered the longest list of questions to date. I even gave them a picture of me. (Hides eyes.) Please be gentle. I haven't had a professional photo taken in ages. Look HERE. (Make sure you come back and leave a comment about the interview.)

4) I have also started up a Pinterest profile where I created inspiration boards and other things that I like. Very addicting. You can see it HERE. (Make sure you come back and leave a comment about the picture board you liked the most.)

5) If you have Twitter, you can tweet the scavenger hunt and include my name for another entry. My twitter name is @LexiAnder1. (Make sure you come back and leave a comment that you tweeted me.)

6) And let's not forget my very naughty tumblr account. NSFW. There are a couple of innocent posts but seriously, it's naughty for the most part.  If you're brave, take a look HERE. (Make sure you come back and leave a comment about the tumblr blog.)

I would like to thank my brother, James, for recommending Karl Sanders for mood music. Karl is a member of the American Egyptian-themed technical death metal band Nile. He is 4th in the top 20 best death metal guitar players. Obviously from the video, he doesn't only produce death metal.  He has two albums that I listen to when I'm writing certain scenes in Sumeria's Sons, Suarian Meditations and Suarain Exorcisms. Most of the tracks are strictly instrumental and they can certainly set a tone. I hope you enjoy the sampling.

I was asked what inspired me to write Sumeria's Sons. The answer is sort of simple, Mates. I like reading about mates. I read several books back to back where one of the mates was a complete asshole and because of the mate bond, everything was okay. It was like saying, sure abuse me, I'll take it because we are fated to be together.

Seriously? No.

I wrote chapter one of Twin Flames in frustration and for those who have read the Twin Flames you know what happens. Then came all of the questions. Where did Tristan's people come from? Why do they have twin flames?

It was my husband who suggested that I look at the Epic of Gilgamesh. I love history but I was a Sumerian virgin and I gobbled up everything I could get my hands on.

But even then it didn't answer all of the whys. The way the world was set up, the world rules, Tristan would only be happy until he died and went back to the Earth.  What would happen when he was reincarnated? Tristan was severed from his Twin Flame. Would he wonder alone until the end of eternity? Was he damaged when his Flame was torn from Theo? Tristan is so desperately in love with Ushna, didn't he deserve more than a fleeting happiness?

Both Tristan and Ushna have an ancient and powerful enemy who has been working to destroy their people for a very long time. How will Tristan gain the power necessary to overcome and conquer the evil stalking him and everyone he loves? Can he even succeed in the task alone?

What about Ushna's Twin Flame, Brian? Where does he fit in the equation? Will Brian sacrifice himself and become a martyr so that Ushna and Tristan can find happiness? Or are the ancient teachings wrong? Have the Gods been making deals that affect the lives of their earth bound children?

So many questions and only four more books, including Dreams of the Forgotten, to go in the series to get them answered. Needless to say, it's going to get a little wild and steamy. There will be twist and turns and unexpected developments. I hope you continue to enjoy the ride.


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Friday, March 22, 2013

Interviewed by RJ Scott

Please stop by RJ Scott's blog (Click Here) where she has been so kind to interview me.


Thursday, March 21, 2013

Available on All Romance!


It took a couple of days but both Alpha Trine CLICK HERE and The Awakening of Amanra CLICK HERE are now available for download at ARe's All Romance website. Whoo-hoo!

On a side note I'm blogging with RJ Scott tomorrow so watch for the link.

Oh, and I have big plans for this weekend's release party for Dreams of the Forgotten!! Don't miss it!!


Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Release the Freebies!!

Wednesdays are GOOD.  I like the middle of the week, Hump Day. I especially like them when I have stuff that I can give away. Can we say excited, yes I'm excited!

I have two freebies out today. Alpha Trine (the new non-crappy edited edition with increased word count--47k) is currently available for download at GoodReads CLICK HERE. As soon as ARe gives me the thumbs up the book will be up on their site. (I will put a quick announcement with link when they do!)

But that's not all. I have another freebie out today. This bad boy is the product of another story prompt put out by the LGBT Fantasy Group, which is being unveiled there today. I've had the cover for a while now and I love, love, love it. Thank you Ms Tabatha Heart!

Short stories are hard to write and the ones under 5k the toughest. I hope The Awakening of Amanra packs a punch and leaves you wishing for more because yes, I'm thinking about a full novel in this world. This too is now available at GoodReads CLICK HERE. This will also be available on ARe later.

I hope you enjoy the my meager offerings and this fabulous Hump Day!


Sunday, March 17, 2013

Sunday's WIP Plus

I lost track of my days this week. So I'm a little behind. Sunday's WIP is actually a snippet from The Awakening of Amanra which will be available for free at the end of the month.

I promised a look  at the giveaways for the release party for Dreams of the Forgotten, Sumeria's Sons #3. I was excited that both pieces arrived this week and wanted to show them off.

I took a pole on Facebook over five pieces and the top two were picked for the giveaway.  So next week on the blog I'll have a party all day with a couple of giveaways. I hope you'll stop by!


General Rehn Ismene leaned over the wash basin and splashed water on his face. Even the shade within the tent was stifling hot. The ambassador for Nogalla was four days overdue and a scout had been sent to discover the reason for the delay. Rehn knew he should be concerned but his mind wasn't on his duty. The Guardian Priest had arrived before Rehn had left the castle of Abidos City, the capital of Cassadore. The priests would escort Prince Kaj to his new home and Rehn fought the growing urge to track the prince down and follow him.

He cursed himself for being a coward. He knew his place was at Prince Kaj's side. Rehn closed his eyes and the handsome visage of his heart's desire stared back at him. Rehn longed to run his fingers through the prince's dark hair, bring it to his nose to scent it. Instead of being set in a field of white like all citizens, the prince's Guardian blood made his sclera the color of red autumn leaves surrounding a startling blue iris of a cloudless sky.

For the hundredth time, he cursed himself for not listening to his father with his lectures on the old Gods, Guardians, Strong Arms, and the portent of bloodlines. It wasn't until after his parent had passed that Rehn had first met Prince Kaj, who'd been a mere fifteen summers. He'd realized that all of the old stories of the ancestors and old Gods had been true. For the first time, Rehn's amanra had stirred within him. He knew then he was destined to be a Strong Arm to the prince.

"General, may I enter?"

"Come in, Lieutenant."

Jin Tor, his second-in-command, ducked through the tent flaps, squinting into the dim interior.

"Sir, if I may speak freely?"

Rehn dried his face with a linen cloth. "You have never asked before."

"I've never discussed the prince with you before." Jin stood at attention, hands clasped behind his back.

Rehn turned away. "What would that be?"

"What in the twelve kingdoms are you doing out here? This isn't where you belong. You told me once you were a Strong Arm and yet he's moving across the continent…"

"I know!" Rehn snapped. "Don't you think I can feel the distance with every fiber of my being?"

"Then go to him. None would stop you if they knew."

Rehn heard the concern in Jin's voice.

"I'm tainted twice over," Rehn whispered. "High King Alemeric sent us into battle against Selseaha. It was an unjust war. I came away with the blood of innocent farmers on my hands."

"That wasn't your fault, General."

"I might've been able to live with that if I hadn't been captured by Rhoia priests of Kelpmere. I escaped with my life but I'm not the same man. He is a Guardian and deserves a Strong Arm who isn't as tainted on the outside as he is on the inside. I cannot do that to him."

"General, I have to disag—" Jin paused and cocked his head.

Several exclamations drew Rehn from the tent. One of his captains approached at a quick pace and out of breath.

"General, sir, you need to see… he just appeared out of nowhere. The men are bringing him now." There was a hard line to the man's face and Rehn was sure he wouldn't like what was coming.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Guest Blogging with Julie Lynn Hayes

Good day to everyone!  Welcome Julie Lynn Hayes. Pull up a chair and have a seat. She has stopped by to talk to us about the making of her new release, Revelations. I always love to hear where story ideas come from, and when they come from the heart, I love it that much more.

The Making of Revelations: How it came to be

The idea was born many years ago. Over forty, actually. When I was a teenager. Back then, it didn't have a name, and it had no real shape. But I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to tell the story of Judas Iscariot. The trouble was I didn't know how.

What drew me to Judas, is probably what you’re asking yourself, and that’s a valid question. Ask anyone else who Judas is and you’ll get answers that are probably all variations on a theme of betrayal. I’m not sure exactly when I began to question that, but I do know that when I saw Jesus Christ Superstar performed live back in 1971 (or thereabouts), I had an epiphany regarding him. I saw him, not as the bad guy as often portrayed, but someone who not only believed in Jesus but was willing to do what he needed him to do. For without Judas’ “betrayal” of Jesus, the story would not have worked out the way it did. It needed to happen that way. And if you read the Gospel of Judas, he was the only apostle who trusted Jesus enough to do that for him. Gives one food for thought, doesn't it?

Very interesting, but where’s the story, I wondered. Was I going to take an historical perspective, research the man and his life? Easier said than done, especially back then. We had no Internet. We didn't even have computers. Research was all done through books. Libraries had card catalogs, a far cry from today when you can log onto your library website and browse their selection, then request what you want. So I looked and I found bupkus (nothing). I had the Bible, of course, but it tends to be limited on information, as well as a bit biased.

So nothing was written, and I let it go, as my thoughts formulated in the back of my head. In the meantime, I was reading, watching… and learning. King of Kings was my first Biblical movie, and I loved it. Jeffrey Hunter’s portrayal of Jesus is very moving, and I was very enamored of the film. Jesus Christ Superstar – I think I know all the words, I've listened so many times. I liked the stage version, but the first film not so much.

Besides watching these things and others, I read. Christopher Moore’s Lamb, The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal. What a fabulous book! I loved it! So much I bought the special edition. And I read The Gospel of Judas! Forty years ago I’d never heard of such a thing. Of course I read the DaVinci Code, and watched the movie. And everything began to percolate inside my head…

Then one day it happened. Judas spoke to me, for the first time. And I simply began to write it down, not knowing what he might say, or where his story might lead. It turned out to be quite the story and took me on quite the journey, and led to places that I didn't expect it to. If he’d have spoken forty years ago, I would not have been ready to receive his message. But my life up until the moment that I first heard him speak prepared me. And the result is Revelations.

The original title was Kyrie Eleison, a tribute to the Mister Mr. song, Kyrie. Kyrie eleison means Christ, have mercy on us. But then fellow author Marie Sexton, who was reading Kyrie for me at the time, suggested a simpler title. A better title. Revelations. So Revelations it became.

I know there are people who will not like Revelations, and by extension, me. People who will not see the message it carries, only that it does not follow what they believe. But ultimately, no matter what you believe, Revelations is a story of love. Love is the message, and love is something that binds us all together.
Revelations is love.

Thank you for having me here, enjoy your day!


Judas has never been very popular, not in any incarnation that he and Jesus and the others have lived through. But he doesn't care about that. All he cares about is following the instructions of God as set forth in the script that they follow. And Jesus. For Judas has secretly loved the son of God for over two thousand years.

But now he decides that enough is enough, and he's tired of watching Jesus die far too early, and for what? This time Judas is determined to see that Jesus lives a long and happy life, no matter what price he has to pay to accomplish matter if he has to make a deal with the devil himself.

Revelations is a story of what could be, told by those who play it out, time after time after time, unbeknownst to the rest of mankind.  They've come back again, for yet another round.  But this time is going to be different.


Prologue: God
            It's not always easy to sit on the sidelines and watch what is happening, to resist the urge to intervene in his best interest.  My son's that is. Jesus. But I do so, because I know it's for his own good.  As well as for the good of mankind. I can't let my concerns as his father override my vested interest in the fate of man. But sometimes that is easier said than done.
            This morning I am not alone. Someone else is with me, someone with his own agenda, although we are not as diametrically opposed as some would imagine us to be. Good and evil aren't the simplistic concepts some would portray them as being—there are more grey areas there than you might think. And rightly so.
            He smirks. Too much for my taste, I have to admit, but sometimes he does have his moments, and he too has a part to play in what is happening in the world of men. Someone needs to fill the role of the villain, after all.
            The stage is being set for the third act, the scripts have been handed round, and the actors are taking their places. Will this time end any differently than the others? That depends on my son, on Jesus. I'm thinking this will be the time when he'll make the change.
            "He'll change nothing," Lucifer interjects, although I've asked him nothing, certainly not inquired as to his opinion. 
            I glance at him. He's dressed to within an inch of his life, and wears the most ridiculous sunglasses I've ever seen. I decide not to comment on his fashion sense. "I think he might, this time. I think he's ready for change."
            Lucifer snorts. "It's been two thousand years, and neither one has exactly caught on yet. Why should this time be any different?"
            "Care to put your money where your mouth is?"
            He eyes me carefully. "I would, but you see you have this whole mystic omnipotent God thing going on. Personally, I don't care for those odds."
            I arch an eyebrow. "I may be omnipotent, but Jesus does have free will  and he does possess the ability to make his own decisions. You think I'd stack the deck in my son's favor? Just to win a bet with you?"
            "Let's say I'm taking no chances." He smiles. "Tell you what, though—give me free rein.  Let me do what I want, and you not say anything or do anything to interfere with me? As far as they're concerned, that is."
            I open my mouth to object, he hastily interjects. "No killing, I swear to it."
            That's better. I still have some measure of control over the serpent.
            "So be it." I agree, turning my attention back to where it had been, to my son.  I'm smirking now. Openly.
            O ye of little faith, watch and learn.

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ABOUT Julie:

Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she'd never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another's arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn't mind. Marching to the beat of one's own drummer is a good thing, after all.  Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, MuseitUp Publishing, and No Boundaries Press and she has also begun to self-publish at various places on the Internet.   

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Tuesday, March 12, 2013

I Laugh in the Face of Progress!

I felt like I was peddling on a stationary bike, going nowhere fast. I created this little board to get an idea of what the hell I've been doing. It appears I am splitting my time over several ideas. Way too much going on.

I think it's now time to focus.  So I'm cutting back to concentrate on three projects. Yike!  My babies!!

Deep Breaths.

As you can see, I.O.N. #2 is at 52861 in word count. I still have one more chapter to complete before I start editing and fleshing it out. That book is the closest to being finished.

The second project will be Striker, Lord of Thunder, Book #2 in the The Valespian Pact series that I am self-publishing.

The third project is Romance by Text for the call Average Joe over at MLR.

I'm waiting for EIC edits for Dreams of the Forgotten, Book 3 of the Sumeria's Sons series. The release date is March 23rd. I'm really excited and can't wait for it to be out. It seems like I've been waiting forever.

This weekend I'll be the featured author on the Silver Publishing blog. I think that is the longest interview I have participated in.

Talking about interviews, Hearts On Fire Reviews interviewed Ushna and Tristan. I thought the guys would clam up but it seems the hormones got the better of Tristan. You'll have to check it out. *shakes head* The interview will go up on the Hearts website on March 23rd. Make sure you stop by and enter to win a copy of Dreams of the Forgotten.

I also have a blog party planned for Dreams with some special giveaways.  I will post pictures on Saturday to show you what came in the mail. He-he!

The other book coming this month is Alpha Trine, The Valespian Pact #1. It was originally posted over at GoodReads Gay Science Fiction group. I chose a story prompt and something that was supposed to be 5k turned into 40k. I sent it off to be posted with the group with just a beta read-through. The second book in the series will be coming out in late spring, so I sent Alpha Trine in for editing. Some things were cut and more than 7k was added to the word count. Right now Alpha Trine is going through ebook binding. When it comes back I'll put it up on ARe, Amazon, and Barnes & Noble as well as GoodReads again. Yes, it will still be free.  :)

Striker, Lord of Thunder is the second book in this self-published series. It is the other project I'll be concentrating on releasing in a timely manner. I believe I've everything well plotted with a couple of twisty turns. I've already started jotting down plot points for book three. Woot!

Sunday there will be a sneak peek at the other freebie that's also coming out this month, The Awakening of Amanra. This is another story taken from a prompt over at the LGBT Fantasy group at GoodReads. As soon as they unveil the story there, I will put the PDF up on my GR page and over at ARe.

Make sure you stop by for Sunday's WIP to read the first chapter of The Awakening of Amanra!


I thought that I was treading water, going nowhere fast--stuck.  Three stories out this month. Nope definitely not stuck. I just need to take a minute, stop and look around at what I had finished.

Ah! One more thing. I blogged over at Kool Queer Lit this week about interracial covers. If you get a moment check it out. CLICK HERE.


Sunday, March 10, 2013

Guest Blogging Today

Hey you guys, a quick note. I am guest blogging today over at Kool Queer Lit Click Here. I talk about interracial couples on ManLove covers. It's rambling, really, but come over and check it out!!