October 21, 2014
Think you know your DSP authors pretty well? Why not enter our Halloween Costume Contest and see!
Take a look below and see if you can match the correct Dreamspinner and Harmony Ink authors featured in these costume photos. If you get them all right, you’ll be entered in a draw to win one of three prizes!
To enter, email your guesses to hayley [at] dreamspinnerpress.com. Contest closes Oct. 25th at 11:59pm Eastern!
K.C. Wells, Suki Fleet, Kim Fielding, Angel Martinez, Allison Cassatta, Cate Ashwood, Nic Starr, L.J. LaBarthe, M.A. Church, Connie Bailey, MB Mulhall, Shira Anthony, Poppy Dennison, Wade Kelly, Tali Spencer, Charlie Cochet, S.A. Garcia, Nicole McCormick.
Photos (click to enlarge)
1. (Person featured on the right)
2. (Both people)
4. (Centre, in Cinderella mask)
5. (Mummy, on right)
October 10, 2014
My time here grows short, but I can’t tell you what an AMAZING experience this has been! Remember, if you haven’t already–visit THIS post and answer the Q for your chance to win a copy of Most Beautiful Words!
If you’re curious what’s next for ol’ Raine O’Tierney, here are my contracted works through the spring:
- Bowl Full of Cherries (Dreamspinner Press, Dec 2014)
- Alchemy Ever After (Dreamspinner Press, Jan 2015)
- I’ll Always Miss You (Harmony Ink, Mar 2015)
I’m also currently working on an anthology with LJ LaBarthe and Cate Ashwood, as well as the sequel to Bowl Full of Cherries, and the sequel to Sweet Giordan, Please Remember.
Remember to keep on readin’ the sweetness and if you want to talk some more, please feel free to contact me in any of these ways:
LGBT Author Interviews: http://raineotierneyhatparty.blogspot.com/
Facebook Fan Page:https://www.facebook.com/RaineOTierneyAuthor
October 10, 2014
Step one, start with some random inspiration…
A photo is good:
Or a random song:
Then, walk a dachshund and think about what the lyrics + the picture might mean. Have an epiphany at the apartment mailboxes if not distracted by the mean lady across the street.
Hurry quickly home and get on Behind the Name
- Reject that name
- And that one
- And that one
- Ooh! This one works. Nope. Rejected.
- Go back to the first name.
Stare at a dachshund.
Pick a profession you know nothing about.
Research, research, research.
Spend a million hours on tumblr looking for a gent to match your new awesome character.
And then of course…
Wanna see how my process all comes together? Consider checking out one of my Dreamspinner Press books!
October 10, 2014
One of the things that makes Most Beautiful Words unique is that part of the story is told from the PoV of Autumn, the MC’s great-granddaughter. This was especially risky when you consider the ongoing female charas vs. no female charas debate some authors and readers have with M/M romance.
For me, the decision to include Autumn was a simple one. Never mind that I enjoy these types of characters, she is wholly integral to the plot because Autumn is the story keeper.
Tommy was young when he shared his secret romance with Roy and when Roy is taken from him far too soon, Tommy locks that part of himself–and all he and Roy shared–away. It isn’t until he’s a very old man with a very curious great-granddaughter that those stories come out once again.
To me, it was important to keep a record of Tommy and Roy’s love…and Autumn is that Storykeeper.
October 10, 2014
So, let’s talk a little bit more about Most Beautiful Words…! And then how about a giveaway?
Twelve-year-old Autumn’s world is shattered when her beloved Great-Pop, Tommy Johnson, suffers a stroke that leaves him comatose. With everyone around her resigning themselves to the inevitable, Autumn is the only one not willing to give up. She and Great-Pop have more secret stories to share with each other, after all. More stories about Roy McMillan—the great love of Tommy’s life whom he lost fifty years ago.
Autumn struggles to keep Great-Pop on this side of death’s door. But how can she compete with the beautiful and mysterious Valley—a place of surreal magic where the sun never fully sets? Especially when there’s someone familiar in the Valley who will do everything he can to keep Great-Pop from returning to her.
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The idea for this story came to me one day as my husband and I were cleaning the kitchen. I think I had a grand total of three half-sentences to say about it. A little girl befriends an old man who’s lost his partner and the man tells her all the stories of his past. When NaNoWriMo 2012 came along, the story grew to encompass Tommy and Roy and Autumn.
The place in the Valley where the sun never sets? Inspired by meditation practice. When I was trying to calm my nerves for the day, I would imagine a cottage, forming every detail of it in my mind. By the time I went to put it to paper, it was very familiar to me.
Interested in winning a copy of Most Beautiful Words? Comment below with your answer to the following question:
What are the most beautiful words you’ve ever heard?
October 10, 2014
It’s such a pleasure to meet you! My name is Raine O’Tierney and today a 20 year old dream of mine came true… Today, I am a published novelist. But Raine? You might ask. Weren’t you published before? And with Dreamspinner Press, too? True! But Most Beautiful Words is my first novel. And this, m’friends? Is the release party!
So, how can we really get to know each other through these blog posts? Q&As are always fun but I thought I’d up the ante…What if, instead of 10 random Q’s…I went through the pictures on my phone and found some that really illuminate the strangeness that is Raine O’Tierney.
1) I’m really quite fond of tiny hats… I’ve even dedicated a blog to it. Hats + LGBT author interviews = The Hat Party!
September 26, 2014
I’m going to open up some time for you all to ask me whatever burning questions you might have. Could be as simple as to what color my socks are, to what are my plans for the next Gem book. Might even share a bit about the Dominion series if asked nicely. You can even ask about my YA titles. So here you go. What sort of questions are burning a hole in your gut?
September 26, 2014
Shoes—Ask anyone to describe Aki with one word and they will say “Shoes.” He loves the superficial glitter and glam of his companion lifestyle. Pretty hair pins and sparkly shoes help him forget some the terrible past. He pretends that was all a movie he saw once and he really didn’t live it.
Candy disappeared into the closet for a minute, coming back out with the jumper. “I’m thinking a lace jock. Should I go white for pure fuck-me madness or pink for sugary sweet?”
Candy dug the jock out of his drawer and slipped it on, adjusting everything like the pro he was.
“You really do have more underwear than anyone I know.”
“One word, Aki—Shoes.” Heat filled Aki’s face. Yeah, they were even.
He collects shoes like some people collect knickknacks. The more sparkly the better. Do you have a pair of dream shoes? Pictures please.
September 26, 2014
This book was a step outside several comfort zones for me. First it’s in third person, which I find very challenging because I really want to delve deeply into each characters head but find a lot of characters in one story confusing. I actually began writing Hidden Gem as first person but later changed it because I wanted to show Shane’s point of view as well as Aki’s since Aki is a very unreliable narrator.
The second challenge was the D/s portion of the book. I chatted a long time with several people in the life and perfected as much as I could before taking those things back to them to ask if I was close. Any mistakes I made in this is purely my incompetence not theirs. This is in no way meant to be a BDSM book. However Aki needs structure in his life, someone to take care of him and keep his feet on the ground. J
Paris trains all the companions and believes structure is necessary to their safety and happiness. He is also faced with the task of disciplining those who break the rules. Including the Hidden Gem’s number one companion:
The guards led him inside and up the stairs to Paris’s immaculate suite. They left him standing in the doorway and disappeared back down the stairs. No reason for them to stay. Aki wouldn’t be in this room long. Not if Paris truly meant to punish him. The dungeon was down two floors and tucked away where no one would stumble across it by accident.
Paris sat on the white leather couch, feet up, facing away from the door. The lights cast a reflection of Aki in the window as the sun was beginning to set. He glanced over his outfit again. Would Paris approve? He probably should have worn something easy to strip out of instead of dressing to impress.
Aki frowned and lowered his eyes. “I’m sorry. I can wait downstairs until you’re ready.”
“I’m not the one who needs to be ready, Misaki. I’ve been hearing a lot of not-good things about your exploits of late. Care to give me your version?” Paris rose from his seat and crossed the room to stand in front of Aki.
“I stayed out one night. I got lost. Didn’t have my phone—”
“Sounds a lot like excuses to me,” Paris interrupted. He reached out and traced Aki’s face with his fingertips. Aki closed his eyes as the feeling of a gentle rain caressed his mind. “You dressed nice.”
Aki didn’t reply.
“What do you say?”
“Thank you, Master.”
“You haven’t earned the right to call me that.”
“Sir, sorry, Sir.”
“What are your safewords?” Paris asked, probably more to remind Aki he had the option than because he didn’t know them.
“Red and yellow, Sir.”
“Hard stop and pause. I know your limits, Misaki. Do you?” Paris ran his hands across the shoulder of the sweater. “I see this couture has become your armor. That is well and fine for work, but not here. Strip and present.”
Aki moved without even contemplating the order, removing his shoes, his top, his skirt, and finally the delicate underwear he’d chosen. He folded everything in a neat pile and left them on the floor beside his feet, his phone on top of the stack. He stood shoulders straight, head down, hands gripping his elbows behind his back. The numerous windows open to the world had a flush heating his skin. Anyone could see him. Sure, they were on the second floor, but Paris had guards everywhere. Anyone could be watching him. Even the South. The nasty thought whispered through his mind as he remembered the chip that was supposedly embedded in his back.
“You’re shivering. Are you cold?” Paris asked.
“Hmm.” Paris walked around him, examining him as he had that first day. Aki had been so scrawny then and covered in scars they thought they could never get rid of. His skin had been stretched tight across his bones from starvation, making him little more than a skeleton masquerading as a person. “You’re afraid? You are afraid. Yet unapologetic.”
“I’m sorry, Sir,” Aki said quickly. His heart hammered in his chest. He’d been through this a hundred times, knew the drill, the rules. Paris couldn’t really hurt him unless Aki let him. Why was he so afraid? Memories of the camp and the torture kept filling his mind, but that was all before….
“What are you sorry for?”
“For staying out.”
“I’m not sorry for seeing McNaughton.”
“Hmm.” Paris disappeared for a moment only to return with a blindfold. Aki didn’t try to stop him from tying it in place. No light filtered through the cloth at all, and for a moment Aki was disoriented.
The book has very mild D/s. It is more about Aki’s mindset and how he has chosen to survive all that has been done to him.
We all like to stay in our comfort zones. What have you done lately to push your boundaries and open up your world? How did it turn out? Best answer wins an ecopy of anything from my backlist. Winner announced at 7pm CST
September 26, 2014
Aki truly becomes the shining star of the Hidden Gem. He’s the most favored companion in the entire red light district—his best friend Candy a close second. But Aki has a thing for a certain Irish cop. Shane McNaughton survived the plague of WW3 but it mutated him. He no longer ages, has super human healing abilities, and is forced to change into an animal each month. At nearly a century old there isn’t much Shane hasn’t seen. He’s the head of Missing Persons and recently discovered a certain companion at the Hidden Gem has the ability to find the missing with just a touch. Shane also can’t help but enjoy Aki’s other talents.
But not everything is all booze and a quick polish as Shane would like. He’s got a case with a bunch of dead teenagers. Slaughtered, parts missing, and another kid vanishes—this time a senator’s daughter. The press and officials want his ass on fire for the case, but the leads say the monster they are hunting isn’t human. Shane turns to Aki for help awakening something darker inside the companion that should have remained buried:
With a sigh Aki tugged off his right glove and let his fingers brush the fabric. The room at the Hidden Gem vanished instantly. He raced through the streets of City M, rushing by buildings, cars, people, then to a bedroom. The posters of boy bands hung on the walls and bright bedding decorating the bed said this was the sanctuary of a teenage girl. He knew that what he was holding was a T-shirt. Mandy, the missing girl, had gotten it from her best friend for her last birthday. If Aki unfolded it, he’d have seen the band logo decorating the front and that it was well-worn from constant use. She stared at herself in the mirror for a minute, smiled at the reflection. So young. A happy kid, the world at her fingertips. Obviously she had everything she could ever have wanted. So what had gone wrong?
The world shifted, swirling by fast enough to nearly knock him over with vertigo. He saw Just Shoes and the dark streets, the shoes he wanted so badly, and Mandy’s thoughts about being a princess. Then she’d been taken. Pain exploded in her brain only briefly, then darkness. Only when she awoke, the pain returned, worse than anything Aki had ever experienced before, white-hot, breath-stealing pain. He tried to reason through it, remind himself it wasn’t really him that was hurting, clear his vision, anything to catch a glimpse of something that might show where she was. His head felt like it’d been set on fire, pain beginning around his eyes and spreading outward, down the heavy weight of his body. His limbs were unmovable, unresponsive, almost like they weren’t there. Something hot dripped down his cheeks and over his chest, not hot enough to burn, but warmer, thicker, and heavier than water would be. The distinct “plink” of liquid hitting the ground was the only sound. Aki called to her like he’d never tried before. Would she hear? Could she respond even if she did?
“Mandy? Where are you?”
The pain intensified, sending him spinning in a circle of wary confusion for a few minutes before becoming a suffocating weight on his chest. Blind to the world around him, and not in the way of a blindfold, he tried to reason through his other senses. The realization hit him, and he couldn’t help but try to pull himself away. He knew it was a mistake the second it happened. His world solidified with hers, and he screamed through her lips at the horror, the sound ratcheting off many walls and through a cavernous space. He fought to free himself with every ounce of strength he had as the memory of her eyes being torn out filled him. Thankfully everything went dark and the connection snapped away, taking with it all the pain.
We all read about people with super powers or psychic abilities and think hey that’s cool. Aki has an ability to see everything from a person he touches, which means he has to keep the world at a distance.
What power would you find it most difficult to live with and why? Want your name in a book? Best answer gets added to my next adult title.