September 18, 2014
A huge thank you to everyone who stopped by to chat yesterday and everyone who bought a copy of my charity novella to help me support Family Builders and LGBTQ Foster kids. I’m thrilled with the response to my project. (If you missed it, please read this post).
$5 DSP Gift Certificate goes to Alex! I will have the certificate sent to the email address you used when you commented here.
Please also check out the FREE READS on my website!
Thank you for making Spaghetti Western a bestseller! It’s right in the middle at the DSP bestseller lists, and on Amazon top seller lists for Gay Romance all around the world. You are all awesome and I hope you’ll contact me and let me know what you thought of the book. (A review on Amazon, DSP site or Goodreads is also very much appreciated!)
If you haven’t friended me on Facebook, please do! And make sure to let me know if you ordered Spaghetti Western on or before 9/17 at Dreamspinner so you can get your bonus story. More info here.
My blog tour continues at Smoocher’s Voice, Raine O’Tierney’s Hat Party and My Fiction Nook, so stop by and see what else is going there!
Happy Eating and Happy Reading,
This is me with BG Thomas at GRL in Atlanta.
September 15, 2014
I’ve spent the day chatting about A Matter of When, now let’s get to the fun part, shall we? How about a giveaway of an e-book copy?
But first, let’s talk about the little things that make life sweeter.
Rocker Henri can afford the finer things in life, but is won over by Sebastian’s kindness, highlighted in one simple gesture: a tuna fish sandwich unlike any he’s had before, because “anything worth doing is worth doing well.”
The sandwich reminds Henri of the when he was younger and his mother used to show affection with food. Sometimes we overlook the simplicity of the love baked into our favorite cookies, or a loved one making us soup when we don’t feel well.
Instead of simply entering a comment and telling me you like to enter the contest, why not name one comfort food that brings back good memories? You don’t have to, mind you, but I’d love to hear your stories.
July 21, 2014
Short and sweet – for your choice of any one of my backlist stories:
Some folks have said that Gravitational Attraction involves “fated mates” which is a mislabeling. More accurately, the romantic match has to do with two people recognizing how compatible they are, right down to the molecular level.
Tell me about a time you just clicked with someone and how you knew you were meant to be together (spouse, lover, friend – doesn’t have to be your forever mate.)
I’ll draw a random winner tomorrow and let you know – so please leave an email address to contact you!
Don’t know what to pick if you win – come nose around my website and see what appeals to you: Angel Martinez
May 24, 2014
One more time, the rafflecopter link: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/4059d62/. Rafflecopter goes through Monday the 26th.
See Release Party Post #5 for the party-specific contest details (different from the rafflecopter). Entries for this will be accepted until 10:00 PM tonight, then I’ll throw names in the had for a winner.
Comments on any post received before 10 PM will be answered, and if they’re later than that I’ll strill try to answer, promise!
Important: Thank you, thank you, thank you. I can’t say it enough. You’ve all made the day a success, and I hope the rest of your weekend is likewise.
More Important: Keep reading, whatever you read. See you around soon, I hope.
Most Important: “Do anything, but let it produce joy.” ― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
March 14, 2014
Hi! I’m Cindy Sutherland and I’m here with you today celebrating the release of my latest book and first full length novel, Wrapped Up in Chains. I’m so glad to be here, and I’m really excited because I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m going to be hanging out throughout the day, chatting and answering any questions you might have. I’m actually have the day off because the flu has been running rampant through my house and it’s finally my turn. At least it waited until everyone else was over it!
I’m going to be giving away a copy of the ebook version of the novel and you can win by commenting below and answering this question:
Would you rather spend an hour as a sub or as a Dom…no judgements, just for fun! I’ll tell you my answer at the end of the day.
I’m going to start by sharing the blurb with you.
Devon West is a professional Dom who runs his own club, doesn’t believe in romance, and had never been in a long-term relationship. All this changes when he rescues Chase Mackenzie.
Chase is a runaway who has been kept as a slave since he was sixteen. Now twenty-three, he’s still innocent and sweet despite being severely abused and left behind by his Dom.
When Devon finds out that the man who held Chase hostage is the same man who hurt him terribly when he started learning about the sub/Dom lifestyle, he knows he has to keep Chase safe.
Spoiled rich boy and sociopath James Kingston is obsessed with Devon. He’s convinced Devon would be his perfect sub and Devon only thinks he’s a Dom because he needs proper discipline. Losing Chase to Devon is like rubbing salt in the wound, and he’s determined to get them both under thumb. This time, Chase may need to rescue Devon.
I look forward to spending the day with you all and lets have a little fun! I’d love to answer any questions you might have.
January 9, 2014
Tell me what your favorite cupcake is for a chance to win a copy of Cupcakes! (Recipes are not necessary, but encouraged.)
I’ll pull a winner tomorrow after noon so all time zones get a chance to comment.
December 11, 2013
I probably should have posted this a lot sooner!
Since I need to take a break for an evening class for a few hours, here’s your chance to ask me any questions about me, my books at Dreamspinner or anything about writing.
A comment here will also get you an entry for my second giveaway. I’ll be back later to answer questions.
Since I also did not do a proper self-introduction before, here’s a bit about me and my writing.
I’m EM Lynley, and everyone calls me “Em,” which is easier to say than “E M,” right?
I write only m/m erotic romance, and have been with Dreamspinner since 2009. Most of my work is contemporary, and just about all of it has a mystery/suspense element, since that’s my favorite genre to read.
I am trying some new things and expect to be writing some paranormal/fantasy in the future! I recently finished a BDSM mystery/suspense novel for Dreamspinner. I can tell you the research for that was fun!
I am a former economist, so many of my books have a financial element too. Now I’m living near San Francisco, and I’ve worked in London, Tokyo, and Washington, D.C.
Some of my guilty pleasures: 80′s music, the TV show White Collar, and just about anything that has coconut or watermelon in it.
What are some of your guilty pleasures? Got a question you want to ask about or any of my series or characters? If you’ve read any of my stories, I’d love to know what you thought of them.
December 11, 2013
So, why firemen?
The real question is why not?
I’ve enjoyed reading stories about firefighters for years (Chris Owen, Damon Suede, Andrew Grey, among others) and I realized there were plenty of great storylines to use between a chef and a firefighter. Once I decided to set the story at Christmas, it was so easy to find just the right story.
Firefighters are well-known in the United States for doing charity work, fundraising, almost anything that helps kids. If my chef is also big on working with a kids’ charity, it was the perfect place for them to find their interests overlapping.
I didn’t think much about the research before I started writing. I admit I don’t know much about firefighters, but I definitely wanted to understand what these men and women think and feel when they are doing their jobs.
A couple of years ago there was a terrible fire here in San Francisco and two firefighters were killed. It may not seem like much, but losing two men the same day greatly affected the entire area—the whole state. A huge funeral was held with 5,000 people in attendance. Friends, family and fellow firefighters spoke about the two men for hours.
What struck me most about the funeral—which was shown on live TV because it was a huge event for the city—was the kind of stories told about the men. Little anecdotes about how they helped people at a fire, or what they said while rescuing someone, or examples of how dedicated they were to their jobs. I realized I had a special glimpse into their world through the eulogies and stories.
When working on Gingerbread Palace, I watched firefighter training videos, read first-hand accounts of fires and injuries, and had a firefighter beta the story. I still don’t think I got enough into the mind of Kevin Flint to know how he thinks, but I do feel an even greater sense of respect for the dedication and sacrifice that firefighters make to help keep others safe.
I enjoyed the research and it affected me so much, I intend to write another story with firefighters. It may be more about Kevin and Alex, or another completely different set of characters, but firefighters are in my brain and I want to explore their world in much more detail.
Leave a comment to be entered in the giveaway
Do you enjoy firefighter stories in general? What are your favorite books about firefighters?
Did you want to be a firefighter when you were a kid?
Saving Sonny James: the X-excerpt you never expected to see (and the final contest! win book money!)
October 22, 2013
All you have to do is comment in reply to this post, anywhere in this release party, with the words “book money” somewhere in the comment, and you’re in the running for $20 on your account at Dreamspinner to spend as you like and Saving Sonny James paperback or ebook.
THE night after Luki talked to Kaholo was the first one in a couple weeks that found him struggling to find sleep. Finally, he allowed his thoughts to drift toward his husband and his fingers to drift toward his restless sex.
Once he started remembering and imagining his tall, dark, lithe lover, he couldn’t stop. And once Sonny’s beauty entered and filled his aching, sweet, waking dream, his hands wouldn’t stop. His neglected penis thickened and leaked and begged, and though Luki couldn’t remember the last time he’d masturbated, he got right with the program.
Not content to jerk off quickly in a half somnolent fashion, he sat up and stripped his lower half naked, switched on the small light next to the bed, and spread his legs wide, knees up, so he could see. Smiling at himself and thinking of Sonny, he ran his palm over the wide, glistening head of his cock and gathered a little reservoir of precum, then brought it to his mouth and dragged his tongue through it. He chuckled, then bit his lip. He wasn’t sure what he’d expected, but of course his own product, though tasty, wasn’t nearly as sweet as Sonny’s. Briefly he wondered why he could remember Sonny’s flavor so clearly, but he couldn’t remember the particulars of any other man he’d tasted—and of course there had been a few.
Knowing the experience wouldn’t come close to sex with beautiful Sonny,
Luki decided nevertheless to take it slow, make a feast of the masturbation experience. He handled his hardening testes, running his hands over the silky skin, watching the motion, pretending they were Sonny’s long fingers, pretending the balls he cradled in his own hands were Sonny’s. It didn’t quite work—the differences in anatomy meant Luki really had to work at the imagining, but he persisted, and if it wasn’t perfect, it was good. Next, using spit and precum for lube, he let his fingers wander over his perineum and straight into his ass. All other considerations aside, Luki liked getting fucked, had liked it from the very first time. Other considerations meant he craved the top role more than the bottom, but sometimes Sonny….
“Oh, Sonny,” he whispered, feeling Sonny’s long, straight erection rather than his own two digits. The fingers weren’t quite adequate, but they were a passable substitute as long as he doggedly kept his fantasy in mind. He drew his fingers out then slammed them back in, rough, speeding up and finding a rhythm, relishing the burn and—even though it was a bit of a reach—managing to tap his prostate, stimulating the deep pleasure the little gland had to offer.
He could have come to orgasm with just that, but he didn’t want to, so he gentled the motion and slowed the rhythm almost to a stop. He reached for his cock with his other hand, stroked it once, twice, but stopped that too and instead pinched first one nipple then the other. He made it hurt, made the nipples red and puckered, hard nubs standing out like markers, which was so pleasurable that again he thought he might come. He stopped, wet his fingers in his mouth, and soothed the same nipples he’d just tortured.
Again he said, “Oh, Sonny,” and now he started to stroke, twisting a bit, running his thumb over the slick head. In no time—too soon he thought—he felt his orgasm begin to insist, to rise, to gather force, and then he exploded, groaning out Sonny’s name over and over in a tortured, raspy cry.
He felt mildly strange when it was over, laughed at himself a little, even. But after he cleaned up, he slept well, and he dreamed only of his love. It was good.
October 22, 2013
Quick question: Who is the fab artist responsible for all the wonderful Vasquez and James covers?
Answer can be found here at the Dreamspinner Store.
A comment here with your answer enters you for a signed paperback of Saving Sonny James (or an ebook if you prefer).
Next, an excerpt.