Daybreak 2525 Volume One, coming March 12.2012

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Daybreak 2525 Volume One
by Jude Mason
ISBN: 978-0-85715-782-9
Publisher: Total E-Bound
Release date: March 12, 2012

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Doc
The son of a healer and a warrior, Doc is forced to take on both roles when his village is destroyed and his lover...gone.
Returning from a visit to one of the outland farms, Doc finds his village destroyed, his family either gone or dead and his lover vanished without a trace. The few survivors hidden among the ruins tell a tale of ruthless, sadistic marauders taking what they want and burning the rest. Doc finds too many dead and his heart breaks for those he finds alive. Mothers whose children are gone, husbands who have lost everything and everyone.

Pulling as many people as he can together and tending their wounds, Doc vows to find the rest of his people. His father is among the dead, but his mother, his sister and lover are not.

The hunt is on.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of hot m/m and m/f intimacy.

Jazz
A city of death where Jazz must find Doc’s sister, or die trying.
Jazz and Doc are on a rescue mission. This time it’s personal, really personal. Robin, Doc’s sister, was taken to the nearby city and enslaved. Jazz lived in the city for years and although he dreads the return, he can’t refuse to guide Doc in. What they find there is worse than any memory.
City peeps who barely survive and a Warlord gone berserk are just the beginning. Can Jazz find Robin? Will the two men survive themselves? And what of Zoe, the lady love they left behind?

Reader Advisory: This book contains some violence and lots of swearing and sexual assault.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of hot m/m, m/m/m and m/m/f intimacy.

New Release: Here Puss

 

Here Puss

by Jude Mason

ISBN: 978-1-55487-927-4

genre: gay, contemporary, m/m, m/m/m, changeling

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Jack Burns and Samuel Dresser are a young gay couple who love their cabin by the lake. On this occasion, Jack arrives at their secluded retreat a day before Samuel and prepares for his lover's arrival. Excitement turns to terror when a big cat appears as the couple make love in the great outdoors. Will the big cat cause more trouble than the lovers can handle? Or will a twist of fate and nature add some spice to the lover's weekend?

Excerpt:  

"Damn," Samuel growled, straining to pull his rucksack free of the low-hanging branch holding it. He wriggled his shoulders, cursing the luck that had forced him to work an extra day, thus making the trek to cabin alone a necessity. Not that he was worried, he was as much an outdoors person as Jack. It just didn't seem fair. Jack got an extra day of down time, and after the week from hell Samuel had endured at the office, he really needed the same--big time. More than him, that's for sure. He gave his shoulder an extra hard jerk, finally managing to pull the top of the pack free.

The rest of the trail leading in was wider so he had no more mishaps or difficulty. The closer he got to the lake, the faster his heart raced. He knew Jack's penchant for nudity and ever since leaving the house that morning, Samuel had been thinking about his partner traipsing around the cabin in the raw. Hell, not just the cabin if he knew him, which he definitely did after seven amazing, lust-filled years. He'd be out fishing, swimming, canoeing, everything sans clothes. The front of his cut-offs felt tight suddenly, but he pushed on trying to ignore the sensation.

The salmon berry shrubs around him were lush and looked like someone had been tending them. A sure sign he was almost there. A rustling sound to his right made him stare into the foliage for a long, heart-stopping moment, but nothing appeared. It could have been anything from a shrew out for its daily pee to a cougar moving its den. He listened, breathlessly, for a little longer before shrugging and moving on. The pathway widened and the few maple trees with their brilliant green leaves allowed spots of sunlight to reach the ground.

Ahead, across the sea of thick grass, the cabin appeared. Made of logs they'd harvested from the surrounding woods, the cabin had that quaint look they both adored on postcards and old works of art. Painted bright red, the door with its small window at the top, stood open, facing him. He could just make out the kitchen table, and beyond it, the picture window overlooking the lake. Off to the right, he knew their bed would be unmade, the sheets tossed aside. Jack didn't do bed making. He was great at anything else to do with bed though.

Samuel took a deep breath and hitched up his pack. The last couple of dozen meters he wanted to make it look as if he'd simply breezed in, rather than struggled under the weight of bringing too much gear. He knew he had. His short brown hair was damp with sweat, but Jack would hopefully assume it was from the heat, not the strain. His shirt clung to his chest and back. His cut-offs chafed and tugged, and not at all in a nice way. Only his hiking boots seemed somehow cool and they were the most substantial thing he wore.

Peering at the lake, Samuel saw their canoe tied to the makeshift wharf. No sign of his partner though, and he started across the grass towards the cabin. "Ja…" His breath caught, the word froze half-spoken.

Jack, much as he'd imagined, strode out of the water--naked, a towel in one hand, he stopped only when he'd reached a thick patch of grass next to the chopping block. The blade of an axe lay buried in the block, its handle thrust up, apparently a convenient place to hang the towel once he'd dried his shoulder-length, brown hair. He watched appreciatively, while Jack's thick cock swung from thigh to thigh every time he moved.

Samuel hunched forward, making himself as small and inconspicuous as he could then broke into a run, dashing for the corner of the cabin. What's he up to? It'd been a very long time since he'd spied on Jack, a once upon a time favorite pastime of his. Back pressed against the rough logs, he took a moment to calm his wildly beating heart. His cock ached. The scent of male lust hit him and he realized just how excited he was.

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Out today, Pink Ribbon, And....a bit of my newsie

Pink Ribbon ISBN: 978-1-55487-900-7 Genre: femdom, contemporary, BDSM Rick Sebastian, successful attorney by day, eager slave to his wife/Mistress Cass after hours, is caged.  He'd spoiled dinner, and while waiting for punishment, reflects on how he'd begun his strange and exciting journey into submission.  His memories, and the arrival of Cass' friend, make for an evening to remember. Purchase a copy HERE

Rick knelt in his cage. The bars running from front to back dug into his knees and shins, but he was used to that. Even the cool air didn’t bother him like it did the first few times she’d sent him into the punishment room and locked him in. What did bother him was why.

His knees hurt terribly, but he dared not move. Cass, his lovely sweet Cass, would be upset, and he knew she watched him sometimes. He didn’t even dare raise his eyes to see if the camera’s little red light was on or not. He’d learned not to do that, months ago, when she’d caught him masturbating guiltily, while she watched from the comfort of the living room. He shuddered at the memory.

She’d been upset with his dinner preparations that evening, the gravy had been lumpy, and the salad warm and wilted. So, angry at his lack of attention, she’d sent him to his cage. He’d gone willingly enough, thinking it would be an easy way out of some punishment he knew he deserved. He’d thought nothing of stripping down, and crawling into the four-foot square steel cage. When she’d locked the door and reminded him to behave, he’d smiled and replied, “Yes, Mistress.”

She’d no more than walked out the door and closed it, than his hands were reaching for his privates. Never mind the rules, or that he hadn’t asked permission to touch himself. What did it matter? She wasn’t there. She’d never know.

He’d lain on his back, stretched his legs up the bars on the opposite side, and was madly pumping away at his erection when he’d heard the door. He was too far gone to stop, or so he’d thought. The bucket of ice water had changed his mind, instantly.

“Slave,” she’d roared. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”


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And, here's a bit from my newsletter. At the bottom, you'll see a link to where you can read more or sign up for it.

What Jude's been up to:

Another busy month, and this time around, it's been very productive for me. I'm back into the swing of it all and have managed to get a lot done. Yay!  I revised (twice) a book for eXtasy which I'm sure you m/m readers will love. And, I've finally got Jazz done. OMG! To say that is incredibly satisfying. It's off to Jenna now for her to check over. Then it's off to the publisher's.

On the home front, the weather is awesome, so hubby has decided to get some major work done in the back yard. Now, I'm not sure how you all feel about major work in your back yard, but I'm thrilled...in a way. I am so looking forward to having a nice place to retreat to. But, it's such hard work at the moment, most evenings I feel as if I've been dragged through a wringer. Every muscle aches.

Oh well, it's gonna be fabulous. You just wait.

My wild animal friends are all doing well too. We've got at least one doe who's had a fawn. She hasn't brought it out to show us, yet, but I'm sure she will in time. One more is so plump she looks like she's going to explode, so she'll be having hers soon. We've also had a couple of VERY large bucks show up late at night. I haven't seen them but hubby has and he's got pictures. These two boys are massive. Big racks and big barrel chests. I can't wait for them to come around during the day so I can say hi.

The raccoons are being as crazy as ever. We've got one mama who feels so comfortable hanging around that she's taken to having a little nap on our deck. (Being a mom, I can identify with the need to get away for an hour or so) I toss her peanuts, which she loves a lot.

Writing news. Well, like I said, Jazz is done, or the main draft is, so it's the drudge work now. Jenna will take a bit of time going over it, then I'll see what all she has to say. I'm hoping she and I will be working together very soon to get the next book in our Kindred Spirits Series going. Frankie, will hopefully be coming to you all in the near future. I'm so looking forward to working with Jenna again. We've slowed down a little, but we're still one heck of a team.

And finally, I've got a small request. As many of you know, I've got a special place in my heart for my series Daybreak 2525. The cover on the first book in that series, Doc, is up for the Alternate Reads cover of June award and I'd really appreciate your votes. The link is: http://tjbook-list.blogspot.com/  All you have to do is go to that page, check the right hand side and find Doc. Tick the little square and hit Vote. Thanks so much! 

 

 If you're interested in chatting, please look for me at my own newsgroup or one of the following:

Litergasm (Total E-Bound's chat group)  

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Coming soon:

Sam, the Man
ISBN: N/A
Genre: M/m, BDSM, contemporary
Publisher: Total E-Bound
Release Date: Aug. 29.2011

When Gregg Jackson’s wife passes away after a prolonged illness, can the care giving, flamboyantly gay, Sam Nicholson, convince him that being a bad boy is a good thing?

New releases:

 

Pink Ribbon
ISBN: N/A
Genre: F/m, BDSM, femdom
Publisher: eXtasy Books

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Rick Sebastian, successful attorney by day, eager slave to his wife/Mistress Cass after hours, is caged.  He'd spoiled dinner, and while waiting for punishment, reflects on how he'd begun his strange and exciting journey into submission.  His memories, and the arrival of Cass' friend, make for an evening to remember.

 

Contest information:

For May's contest, I asked you to find out what I call the deer with the broken leg who comes to visit me. The response was awesome. And the winner is:

Leni
at
lenikaye@yahoo.com

Congratulations Leni! Would you please email me at Jude_Mason@my-haven2001.com and let me know which of my backlist of ebooks you'd like.

If you'd like to check out my backlist, here's where to find it:

http://www.my-haven2001.com/Backlist/JudeMasonbacklist.pdf

Special Call for Submission:

One of my publishers, eXtasy Books, is going to be putting together several anthologies for charity. That means, all proceeds will be donated. I asked permission to forward the information and got it, so here you go:

Quite a few publishers are putting out anthologies and donating the proceeds to charity. This is not new to us as we've done it quite a few years ago. However, after speaking with an author this morning, I feel it's time we again participate in such an event.

The question came up--which charity? There are so many. I didn't have to think very long as there is one that is close to my heart and I know will be for many authors. The subject line says it all.

 

http://www.autismspeaks.ca/

The above is where the proceeds will be donated. They are closely affiliated with worldwide organizations that are involved in research for autism, and since eXtasy and Devine are located in Canada, that is the organization of choice. I spoke with the director this morning. They don't really care where the donations come from. An erotic book cannot be on their site, for obvious reasons. However, a mainstream anthology can. I have to call her back in two weeks once I know exactly what we're doing.

I am calling for stories no more than 6000 words. We can do several anthologies, male/male, paranormal, ménage, romance. That makes four books. For Devine Destinies, 1. True experiences relating to autism. 2. Romance 3. Paranormal/science fiction/fantasy. For Devine, depending on how many authors want to participate, I will set the word count for the stories later.

The statistics are shocking:

 ~1 out of every 110 children will be diagnosed with an Autism Spectrum Disorder.
 ~Four times as many boys than girls will be diagnosed:1 in 70
 ~Autism is more prevalent than pediatric cancer, AIDS and diabetes combined.
 ~It can cost $80-$100K each year to treat someone with autism.
 ~There is no medical detection for autism.
 ~There is no known cure.
 ~Autism doesn't `go away' it is a lifelong condition.

If you’re interested in participating, email Tina at extasybooks@gmail.com please?

Also, this is a call for both erotica and mainstream.

It's here: Dylan's Dilemma by Jude Mason and Jenna Byrnes

Hi everyone!

Yes, it's finally here. The fifth book in the Kindred Spirits Series and it's one hot story. If you like your men hot, and liking each other, you'll love this one. If you add a ghostly mystery, it can only be more fun...right?

Dylan's Dilemma Book 5 in the Kindred Spirits Series Jude Mason and Jenna Byrnes ISBN:978-0-85715-510-8 Genre: Paranormal/ Gay/ M,M Publisher: Total E-Bound BUY NOW A handsome hunk, sceptical of ghosts, and the bad boy ex-con who's stolen his heart, have a rousing good time at Whiskers' Seaside Inn.

Dylan Wyatt doesn't believe in ghosts. That's what he keeps telling himself, night after night, when noises and unusual happenings at Whiskers' Seaside Inn wake him. He's there for two weeks running the place while his brother Cade and groom Ethan are away on their honeymoon. His first assignment is to oversee the removal of the wedding tent, tables and chairs. Dylan decides he's more interested in watching one of the workmen, handsome, hunky Scott.

Besides having a tiger tattoo running from his neck to his wrist, Scott's got a waist-length braid and has done prison time. He's not Dylan's usual type, but that might be part of the attraction. Dylan hires the handyman to do some work at Whiskers', and winds up getting a lot more than he bargained for.

Like it or not, Dylan's forced to figure out what's going on if things at Whiskers' are ever going to return to normal. If there is a Whiskers' normal?

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Take care and have an amazing week!

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Jude

New Release: And Then There Were Two

And Then There Were Two

By: Jude Mason
Published By: Untreed Reads Publishing, LLC
ISBN # 978-1-4524-9748-8
Word Count: 1,261

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Sometimes, it's the uninvited guests that make a dinner party more memorable...

Excerpt:

"Mark, that's the weirdest theory I've ever heard." Charles leaned back until the high-backed chair he was sitting on creaked with strain. "People getting abducted by flesh eating aliens...you're crazy, my friend." He chuckled and shifted to let June, his wife of twenty-two years, place his second piece of apple pie on the table in front of him.

"It'd explain why there'd been so many unsolved disappearances over the last hundred years," Mark said, feeling more defensive than he liked to admit. The theory was outrageous, but it really did provide answers. "I mean, think about it, there are records of births, education, marriages, jobs, and suddenly those people vanish, as if they'd never existed. Their families don't remember them, the schools where they had to have gone show nothing, they simply aren't around anymore." He held his hand out and took the pie June handed him, nodding his thanks but otherwise ignoring her.

From the kitchen, Susan, Marks slightly overweight wife, yelled, "Mark, that's the last piece of pie you get, you're stomach's hanging over your belt. You'll be moaning all night with indigestion."

Raising his head, he rolled his eyes and replied, "Yes, dear, I know." He scowled at Charles, who broke up laughing at the interchange. It was the same comment she made every Friday night when the couple joined them for their weekly dinner and card game.

"I wonder," Charles said, then paused and gazed blankly out the window for a moment before going on in a dull voice. "How would they, the aliens I mean, how would they get rid of all the history: school records, marriage licenses, and what about the memories of wives or husbands, friends, children of the missing?"

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Released today, Lunch is Served

 Lunch is Served

by Jude Mason

Contemporary/ Gay MM/ BDSM

ISBN# 978-0-85715-119-3

Publisher: Total E-Bound

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Admitting you're gay is difficult enough. Can Philip Sands go even farther and admit he wants to be dominated?

Philip Sands needs a job. When he finds one at The Gate Room, a gay BDSM club owned and run by the sexy Mark Freeman, he's faced with a dilemma. He'd admitted to being gay years ago, but had hidden his submissive side, even from himself. Dressed in the sexy leather gear required for his new job, Philip finds himself drawn into the lifestyle and lusting after Mark. Constantly aroused by the scenes taking place in the club, the duties he's asked to perform are more then a little frustrating.

An evening meeting, which turns out to be so much more, only adds to his torment. When Mark invites him to come in for lunch the following day, Philip jumps at the chance. Will their meeting turn into more? Will he finally find the courage to tell Mark his feelings? And what does the handsome Mark have in mind?
 

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Finding Home, by Jude Mason

Finding Home

By Jude Mason
Publisher: Phaze
ISBN: 978-1-60659-529-9

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Blurb:

Handsome, blond, Jacob Cob was on a hunting trip that takes him beyond anything he could have imagined. While tracking an animal, he steps into what he believes is a cave only to wake up a thousand years in the past. Taken in by a native band, a young warrior offers him shelter and friendship. Jacob begins to learn the ways of the band, and soon finds himself falling for Tsaskwana, or Bird Song, a lovely native woman.

Still he searches for a way home. Every spare moment he has, he wanders the forest, trying to find that cave, to no avail.

Will his white man ways ruin his chance at happiness? Will Bird Song win his heart? Will he accept this new home and these people as his?

Content: Time travel, voyeurism, m/f sex

Excerpt:

"Good. Let us go inside then." Howling Wolf released his shoulder and entered the lodge.

Jacob followed. The interior was dim, but a fire roared in the center of the large room. His pallet lay on the far side, Wolf's and his lady's on the near side. It took only a few moments for his eyes to become accustomed, and that's when he saw both women were waiting for them.

Each woman knelt on a pallet: Bird Song on his, Little Dove on Wolf's. Over the fire between them, a large pot steamed, and the smell of fish soup permeated the air.

"You are hungry?" asked Little Dove, her face turned toward Wolf.

"Yes, I'm hungry. I'm starving," he replied and sank to his knees on the hide covered floor. Crawling toward her, he growled, like the wolf he'd been named after.

Jacob watched for only a moment as the big man neared his lover, his growls turning to moans of lust the closer he got. When he reached his hand out and touched her leg, she yelped as if burned, and threw her arms around his neck.

Tearing his eyes from the playful pair, he turned his focus on Bird Song, the maiden who'd trapped his heart from the first day he'd entered the village. She had positioned herself in the middle of his bed: her hide leggings removed and her footwear atop them at the bottom. She'd combed out her long raven black hair and cascaded down her back in a luscious waterfall of softness.

He quickly bent and removed his leather boots. Then, straightening, he skinned out of his soft leather jerkin before going toward her. They'd had many clandestine meetings, but until that moment, they'd never actually shared a bed. His excitement warred with his desire to take his time. He'd never been so concerned about pleasing a woman before. Bird Song was different—innocent maybe, but with an old soul, if that made any sense.

He felt her eyes on him, wandering over his chest and belly, traveling lower to where his erection pushed against the supple leather of his breech cloth. Each step forward shifted the head of his cock against it, and finally he shuddered from the extraordinary stimulation. He stopped when he was directly in front of her.

"It would seem we don't have to wait for our own lodge to be built," he murmured sliding his hand along her cheek to her chin, and lifting it. Her eyes found his, and she smiled.

"It would seem you're more than a little pleased at that," she countered, forcing her chin down, but only enough for her to focus on his erection. Her hand followed, sliding along his thigh and upward. She cupped the swell of his balls, gently massaging them, forcing a moan from deep inside him. Deftly, with her free hand, she unfastened the leather thongs holding his breech cloth together.

"Yes, I'm very pleased." He released her chin, only to move his hand to the tie holding her jerkin together. With a quick tug, the leather thong came loose and the front of her garment opened. The gentle slope of her breast drew his eyes and took his breath. He hungered for her. Her hand on him drove him on. His fingers trembled when he pushed them beneath the leather covering her shoulder. Pushing it away, he watched it slide down her arm and moved his hand to the other side. Another push, and a little urging, unveiled her upper body to him. The puckered tips of her breasts pointed at him, their dark points like beacons in the flickering firelight.

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Jude Mason interviews Cary Stone

MinX

The epic Rock 'n Roll Fantasy
Cary Stone & Jake Horton
Release date: August 27th.2009
Publisher: Club Lighthouse Publishing
http://www.clublighthousepublishing.com/

Hi Cary, it’s great to have you here. Care to share a little bit about yourself with the readers?

Yeah sure thing Jude, this is surrealistic, you interviewing me, kinda like a dream come true. But in my dream I wasn’t tied to this chair while you ask ze qvuestions…Huh, ouch it all went dark, Jude Jude, Oh no not that again! Okay sorry Jude let’s get on with this interview thing…

1. How long have you been writing?

Around 9 years now, a year or two before I picked you up in that dank, dark, damp archive of ERWA (Erotic readers & writers association,) and you were kind enough to reply to my comments on your works ‘The Auction’ and ‘The Scene” those 2 stories I really loved, they pushed some buttons in me that I did not know were there.

I suppose that is why I allowed you to tie me to this chair.

That ‘Auction’ of yours was I have to admit the inspiration of chapter 3 of ‘MinX’ “The order of MinX” ThanX for that, but you have always been an inspiration, a mentor and a good mate! I guess I am your child protégé then…lol! OUCH!

2. What genre do you like to write? What about read?

I started out in erotica and that still gets me going. But in recent years the erotica tends to lead into crime, gangsters, romance, some violence and physical conflict…well read MinX and you can see my development, all of the above. As has ‘Gladiatrix’ which has its 1st chapter on your website thank you! Mistress now can you please untie me I need to go pee?

What do I read? Well not real good at the joined up writing stuff but I get by with print. Sorry Jude, seriously, well I read some books by some Canadian ‘Shelia’ called Jude Mason she’s very naughty and needs a smacked ass. I put up with her, for why I have no idea. I think it is just that I am a great fan of her writing and she is such a giving soul… Also I read other stuff, I have just finished Eckhart Tolle’s book “A new Earth” It kinda summed up all of Wayne Dyer and Deepak Chopera that I have been reading for the past 30 years…

3. If you could have one wish, would you give it to me?

No I wouldn’t give my one wish to you as much as I hold you dear… My one wish is that one day I can take you and Ron out to dinner drink too much wine and talk of many things…So maybe it was for you…God help us should that day ever come…

4. Do you have plans to write a second MinX novel?

You are fucking joking of course! Jake has an alternative ending to ‘MinX” which could form the start of a sequel if he chooses to go down that route himself and I am sure if he did he would do a fine job. But ‘me’ no way MinX is a done deal it’s a great tale and I learnt a fucking awful lot from you re the editing processes and your guiding and everything you taught me about writing…I also learnt a lot from Jake my collaborator that I will not go into here.

5. Are you in love? Have you ever been?

Yes with my Mini Muse of a million years. She has been the inspiration of most of my stories… The first being ‘GladiatriX” She is the most precious thing I have that I can never own…Read the complete GladiatriX and then you will know why…

6. What’s your favorite comfort food?

Sausage, bacon, pineapple, mushroom, capsicum kebabs done on the BBQ… Aussie tucker… and of course we must not forget the wine!

7. In your book MinX, which character did you really enjoy writing the most?

Danny Bannion, the debonair, smooth crime lord. He is in 2 other of my stories; I like him very much because I can relate to him thru people I have associated with… Danny is not real but once in my life I knew someone like him…’There but for the grace of God go I’

8. What’s a typical day like in the life of Cary Stone?

There is no typical day! I renovate, some days refurbish others and often get ready for weddings at the Hideaway, some nights I sit and draw a famous face or write a story or edit a story, some nights I will sit at my computer drinking fine Chardonnay until 4 in the morning doing one of the above…I just never know, I go with the flow, some nights strange Canadian folk get on my Yahoo and get on my case, I try to be kind in my sarcasm but I love em really and they know it…

9. a) What makes you laugh?

You, Your writing…Oh you mean seriously, sorry Mistress OUCH! Okay what makes me laugh…difficult question… Ahh Ahh! My grandson Ethan he makes me laugh out loud with joy to see such a new soul beginning his journey into this world and already he has embraced so much and has so many questions “What for gannad, what for” and he will have so much to offer…also ‘Two and a Half Men’ Charlie is so comical and well the Shelia’s are just well…Hot!

b) What makes you cry?

The state of my writing… Ethan when we say goodbye or he says sorry Gannad, a just turned 3year old never needs to apologize to his granddad for anything! I am old enough to know that… He is far too young to know…

10. What was the most difficult part of creating the MinX book? The easiest?

The most difficult part of creating ‘MinX’ was probably my personal attitude that developed thru sharing a plot with another author. But that is what we both signed up for so we did it regardless and I think the result was worth the war. Soon our stormy relationship started to show up in the story as the main two characters Drew and Stone fought and insulted each other and that turned into a definite positive that defined the characters. To call our relationship tempestuous would be like calling a hurricane fucking subtle.

The easiest? Jake writing the logistics and getting the band from one part of the world to the next, plus the bands performances on stage, he definitely had a forte in that dept…

11. Where did you meet your lady love?

Liverpool home of the Beatles

12. Do you have a blurb or excerpt from the book you can share with us? Make sure you have links to where it will be published and the date.

I have two blurbs I wish to share, my first is Jakes…

Serena was in her glory, belting out the familiar sexual innuendo laden lyrics.

The standing room only crowd sang the catch lines in unison. Without losing a beat Minx segued into their version of “Sisters are Doin‘ It for themselves.”

The sweet rock music soared into the Philadelphia night, sending the packed stadium wild, just as it would in the months ahead at Shea Stadium in New York and even Wembley Stadium in London.

That night, they were all on fire as they segued seamlessly into their third number, the latest song, 'Liquid Velvet' the latest of fifteen chart toppers. Riding a tsunami of popularity, it seemed the girls could do no wrong. They had been at the top of the rock pile for the last eight years. This was the first gig on their latest tour, their first world excursion the ‘Think MinX’ tour. The album, "MinX and Diamonds", had already gone Platinum, as had the previous seven.

The MinX girls could show the wild men of rock a thing or two and they had done just that in the last eight years in the fast lane of sex and drugs and rock and roll.

But what they didn't have, was someone to share a real love with. No man could keep up the pace of the MinX lifestyle. Nor, it seemed were any of them prepared to live in the shadow that MinX cast. The girls could always get all the sex they wanted, whenever they wanted it, but what they needed badly wasn't on the menu. That was tenderness and loving affection, a real relationship with a caring guy who loved them for who they were as women, not just for their notoriety. This need was starting to be plainly evident in the playlist and especially in their performance. It wasn't that it detracted from the new show, in fact, it added soul real soul that needed a healing.

That just does it for me, Jake makes the band so real and launches the story into its future… I just loved that the moment I read it.

As Jacquelyn and Serena got to the front door of the club, they could see crowds of people just twenty meters up the street. Red and blue lights were flashing and sirens could be heard approaching. A woman was screaming. Serena instantly recognised the scream and fought her way thru the crowd but Inez who threw her arms around her halted her in her tracks. “Oh Serena it’s terrible! Don’t look. It’s Crystal, poor Crystal!” Inez was distraught, her voice broken with intermittent sobs.

As she looked over Inez’s shoulder, Serena could see Danny’s black Jag overturned and smashed. Shattered windscreen shards were scattered across the asphalt, reflecting the blue and red flashing police car lights. Two of the Jags wheels were still spinning and a single headlight pierced into the crowd. There was smoke and flames wafting around the bonnet and ‘Crazy’ still surreally sounded into the night air from the sound system of the wreckage.

Danny and Johnny were frantically trying to bust open the door on the passenger side to get Crystal out. Danny wore no jacket. His crisp white shirt was soaked in blood. He was screaming out Crystal’s name and swearing at the top of his voice. Finally, they managed to wrench the door open, Danny lay on the road and crawled into the wreckage. Crystal was barely conscious and her face was covered in blood. He grasped her shoulders and attempted to pull her out. She screamed in agony as he pulled at her, but the mangled vehicle had jammed her in. Then he smelt the petrol fumes and his heart stopped as the terrible realization struck him. He screamed and cursed as he pulled at her again, this time with a newfound strength, the strength of panic, the rush of adrenalin and Bannion found the power to pull her halfway out. But the gut-wrenching scream she let out stopped him cold.

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on August 27th