I’m working on a post with more details about my upcoming book Kindling Fire with Snow, but I keep getting sidetracked with other things (such as deadlines and episodes of Glee). So feast your eyes on the cover in the meantime. You can click to embiggen. The blurb is up on the book page. I saw page proofs this weekend, so we’re at the stage in the process where it starts to feel like a real book. (I hope this feeling never gets old!)
C’est le blurb:
Weathermen are predicting an incredible blizzard for New York City, but with old snow melting on the sidewalk, Seth Roland is a little skeptical. Despite moping over his ex-boyfriend Evan, who recently dumped him, Seth pretends all is well as he steps into his regular local bar, where he’s surprised by a blast from his past. Enter Kieran O’Malley, Seth’s very first boyfriend, in the city for a conference.
It might have been just a chance meeting, but first a train derailment and then the predicted blizzard keep Seth and Kieran in close proximity. It’s enough time for old feelings to surface, rekindled attraction to take hold, and new hopes for a future together to fill them both. But once the storm passes, the real challenge begins. Will Seth and Kieran work to make the relationship last, or will they let it melt away like snow in the sun?
The novella takes place in my little corner of Brooklyn, and I’m beyond psyched that they managed to get a photo of the neighborhood on the cover. (There’s a pivotal scene that takes place in Prospect Park, the entrance to which is marked by this huge arch, shown here in a photo I took during a blizzard this past February. [The blizzard, actually, served as inspiration for this story, in large part.] The arch is a few blocks from my apartment and it’s ostentatious and kind of fascinating to me as both a New York history buff and an amateur architecture nerd. The arch is called the Soldiers and Sailors Monument and was built to honor the Grand Army of the Republic, also known as the Union Army during the Civil War, hence Grand Army Plaza, which is a significant if lesser known landmark in Brooklyn.)
So, stay tuned for more info about the book.
New review of In Hot Pursuit, this time from Obsidian Bookshelf:
What did work for me? The beginning feels especially strong, and the restroom encounter is super-hot. The romance develops in a realistic way for the uncertain circumstances surrounding Noah and Harry — with high sexual tension and a more tentative emotional connection that follows. Noah’s ambivalence about whether to keep hiding his sexual orientation in the workplace provides a deeper emotional layer to his personality. In Hot Pursuit is an intriguing fish-out-of-water story about a man who leaves his usual surroundings long enough to get a new perspective on his life — and possibly a second chance.
I spent pretty much all of yesterday afternoon reviewing edits to the novella I have coming out from Dreamspinner Press this fall. The process was actually mostly painless, just time consuming. I’m really anxious for this one to be published; if nothing else, I think it’s some of my best writing to date and I’m really proud of it. (It’s a second-chance romance in which teenage sweethearts meet again years later. Then they get snowed in during a blizzard.)
I’m a creature of routine, but it’s fun to shuffle things up sometimes. I’m currently in the process of converting the spare room in my apartment into an office. The main goal is to have it be a room in which I want to write. I find that a writing space has to be Just Right for me to be able to do anything effectively.
Coincidentally, Victor J. Banis wrote a post at Jessewave earlier this week about shutting out the outside world to beat writers block. As I commented in the post, I actually do a fair amount of my writing in cafes. The reasons are two-fold: 1) I have a terrible time focusing on only one thing at a time and my mind is often all over the place, so I can concentrate on one task (writing, for example) if there is stuff going on around me that part of my brain can work to tune out; 2) I have found that my apartment is not that conducive to being productive. Until a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t have a designated writing space. I can write while lounging on my couch if I make myself, but I find my mind wanders. Generally, sitting at a desk (or a table in a cafe) in a real chair helps me concentrate on the task at hand. Also, cafes have coffee and pastries.
So, when I started thinking about how to make my “office” an effective space, I thought, well, I could try to re-create a cafe environment, only without all the people. So: coffee and pastries, check! I just bought a French press, and it serves this purpose pretty well. (I like my coffee strong enough to punch me in the face.) Moving the desk so that it faces the window gives me something to look at while I’m sitting at the desk, although, as you can see, I mostly only have a view of the big apartment building across the street.
I’m having a shut-in weekend. I have three days in which I don’t have plans and don’t have to go to the office, so I figured I’d have a few marathon writing sessions in my new office. It’s going pretty well so far. I mean, I’m still easily distracted—I took a break yesterday to read an entire novella; I keep finding music on my computer that I forgot I downloaded; oh, hey, is that Legally Blonde on TV?—but I’m getting a lot done. So it’s a good space.