Sunday, October 30, 2011

Who Are You?

It's human nature. Our own minds are our worst enemies. We find our flaws and pick at them until that's all we see in the mirror. We give others the ammo to hurt us through our own insecurities. Then we wonder how we got here, and why it hurts so bad.

It's time to stop it. Quit worrying about who you aren't. All that matters is who you are. That is what you should be showing the world. Show us who you really are, and we'll respond accordingly.

So your assignment today is to write a list of who you are. Why you are special. Why you deserve to be noticed, celebrated, and loved. Because you do deserve it. I can see it.

It's time you did too.


Saturday, October 29, 2011

Saturday Snark - Semantics

I suck at keeping up with blogging, but I always make time for Snarkiday. Wonder why that might be?

Make sure to head over to Marie Sexton's blog for more specifics.

Today's snark comes from Snakeskin Boots again. This time, Jeff is talking about his apprehension with Deacon. 

“You don’t trust him?”
I sigh. “I don’t know. I mean, I do trust him, but like you guys keep drilling into me—don’t be stupid about it.”
“It’s a little late for you to be thinking with your big head, isn’t it?” He’s smirking. “I can smell him all over this room. That shower practically reeked of dog.”
“Hey! He’s a wolf, not a dog.”
“Don’t be an ass, Deke.”
“No, that would be Jake.”


Seems Jeff's not the only one capable of being a smart ass.


Saturday, October 22, 2011

Saturday Snark - Driving Snark

Snarkiday, what a day! 
Here's another one of my guys.

(You know you want to sing along)

Check out Marie Sexton's blog for more of the species.

Today's entry comes from one of Spunky's newest plot bunnies. Quint has royally pissed Hersh off by insulting his car, and Hersh has leaned over to pin him against his door.

“Whatever dude,” Quint said. He felt the car drifting to the edge of the highway. “Just grab the fucking wheel, okay?” The car started running over the warning grooves cut into the edge of the pavement. Hersh continued to stare at him. “Uh, driving by Braille?”
Dude, never insult a classic car, or its driver, while it's moving


Saturday, October 15, 2011

Saturday Snark - Curious Aaron?

It's Snarkiday! This week, I'm pushing to finish Aaron's story. He's my spider monkey, and I hope you love him as much as I do. Maybe sharing a bit of him will help give me the push to wrap him up. He's only been simmering a year (Epic NaNo!Fail)

Swing over to Marie Sexton's blog to get more info, and check out the great linkities below to other entries.


All my life, I’ve been called ’monkey boy’. Stupid me never knew it was an insult. I just figured they knew. At least no one asks me about the man in the yellow hat anymore.

I think Aaron needs a hug. From someone tall, dark, and scowly. ;)


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Gettin' Steamy

Well, it's finally here. I'll be down in N'awlins gettin' steamy with someone easy. No, that's not right. Getting Steamy in the Big Easy. Yeah. That's it. That's what I meant.

I'll see some of you there, and I'll miss those of you who can't make it, but watch this site for some goodies next week. 


Sunday, October 9, 2011

Look Where You're Going

Standing on the edge, looking out. You know where you want to be, but getting there is the daunting part.

Taking that leap to be what you were born to be, away from what you have been, what you have been expected to be, is scary.

It really is a long way across and a long way down, but it's going to be an amazing journey. Expect that you will be kicked in the nuts a few times along the way. Just remember whether you make it, or just barely miss it, at least you tried. And that makes you special.


Saturday, October 8, 2011

Saturday Snark - When Connie Met Whiner

Snark. It's what's for breakfast.
Be sure to visit Marie Sexton's blog to get more information on the SnarkTour, and check out the linkities for more snark.

I'll share a free Stendhal's Stand choose-your-own-adventure style short at GayRomLit, so I thought I'd share how Connie met Whiner. This is from the short Cowboys and IT-ians, in the Riding Double anthology.


“I didn’t know you were the IT guy. Hell, they said Connie was coming. I expected a woman.” Whiner gestured at Connie, as if he could magically conjure a female IT specialist. Connie leaned back, pushed his glasses back up his nose, crossed his arms over his narrow chest, and cocked his head to the right to give Whiner a searing look.

“Well, I expected a whiner. At least one of us wasn’t disappointed.”


Whiner, doing his usual stellar job of making people welcome. Find me at GRL, and I'll share the link to more of their story.


Sunday, October 2, 2011

It's Almost Here...

Snakeskin Boots finally comes out Wednesday. I'm excited to be unleashing him on you guys.

Brad and Jeff stopped by to talk to the ├╝ber awesome M.J. and Piper over at Babes in Boyland. Head over to see what they have to say about how they came to be. While you're there, enter for your chance to win a copy of their story.

Here's a little teaser from the story.


We head back toward town in what I think is called companionable silence. The SUV rumbling under me, along with the heater blowing on me is making me sleepy. Or maybe it’s just post-orgasm tiredness. Or the fact that the thoughts running around my head have exhausted me. My mind has been racing about what happened tonight. Thinking about where we go from here. Not that I’m picking out curtains or towels or anything. Okay, maybe I indulged in a small case of the “what ifs.” What would it be like to live with a wolf? Can I really picture grocery shopping with Brad? What the fuck am I thinking? I’m presuming he’s going to actually stop the car to let me out, and now I’ve fast-tracked us into a relationship with a future. Who the fuck do I think I’m kidding? I huff at my lunacy and shift in my seat.
“You’re thinking awfully loud over there,” Brad chuckles. “Wanna talk about it?”
“Nah,” I sigh. No sense letting him know I’ve already shackled him with a house. I turn to look at him. “I had a good time tonight.”
“Just good? I must be losing my touch.”
“Well, that last part was pretty good.”
“Pretty good? I had a fantastic time.” He reaches over to pull my hand up to his lips. “Do you work tomorrow?”
My heart speeds up at the thought of going out with him again. “No, I don’t go back until Sunday afternoon.”
“What time should I pick you up?” I can see his dimples in the glow of the dashboard. And is it the oncoming lights that’s making those eyes sparkle?
“So, you’ll still respect me in the morning? Or is it just that I’m easy?”
“So you’re saying I’ll get a repeat? I’m so there.”
I cock an eyebrow at him. “You think you deserve one?”
“I promise I’ll be very good.”
“How ’bout picking me up at eleven?”
“A matinee?” He wiggles his eyebrows at me.
“Down, boy. Maybe if you’re a good puppy, we can discuss it.”
He growls at that. “Sounds like you have a plan. Should I be nervous or excited?”
“Depends on how well you behave,” I smirk. We’ve pulled up to the house. “How long do I have you for?”
“You think I’m going to let you slip away?”


What do you think? Is Brad going to let him slip away?


Saturday, October 1, 2011

Snakes Do It With Snark

It's Saturday Snark time again. Be sure to visit Marie Sexton's blog to get more information on the SnarkTour.

Here's a little more snark from Snakeskin Boots (OMG! It comes out in 4 days! *gulp*)

Jeff's dad isn't too happy about Jeff dating a wolf.

I turn on the shower while I get undressed. “Yes, Dad. I knew he was a wolf, I knew he was with the Donnelly pack, and I suspected he was an enforcer.”

“Then what on the gods’ green Earth were you thinking? Or is this a case of what you were thinking with?”

This would be a whole lot easier to discuss if I weren’t naked right now. Just thinking about Brad, and picturing those eyes, remembering the feel those hot hands on my ass. I turn around before Dad can notice just what’s doing the thinking right now, and yelp when I jump in the hot shower.


Hope you enjoyed it. Make sure to check out the other great linkities for more Saturday Snark.