Thursday, October 23, 2014


Z:  (Stands, folds his fingers around an imaginary jacket like an old world statesman, and peacocks about the office)  Allow me to bore you.

A:  Bore me away to where?

Z:  Not that bore the other bore.

A:  (Looks confused but nods to give the go ahead)

Z:  (He pauses before the computer and stares diligently at the screen, his voice booming)   Today is National Mole Day.  Celebrated annually on October 23 from 6:02 a.m. to 6:02 p.m., Mole Day commemorates Avogadro's Number (6.02 x 1023), which is a basic measuring unit in chemistry. Mole Day was created as a way to foster interest in chemistry. Schools throughout the United States and around the world celebrate Mole Day with various activities related to chemistry and/or moles.  (Pauses, clears his throat, coughs, begins to choke on phlegm, spits into a hankie, and continues)  For a given molecule, one mole is a mass (in grams) whose number is equal to the molar mass of the molecule. For example, the water molecule has an molar mass of 18, therefore one mole of water weighs 18 grams. Similarly, a mole of neon has a molar mass of 20 grams. In general, one mole of any substance contains Avogadro's Number of molecules or atoms of that substance. This relationship was first discovered by Amadeo Avogadro (1776-1858) and he received credit for this after his death.  (Zi points to the computer screen)  Bored done!  Maybe!

A:  Interesting... not!  (Face brightens as she finds her own mirth)  What do you do when life gives you moles... make le-mole-ade.

Z: (Sighs the sigh of the superior witter, in jest, but sounds serious)   Not the right mole.

A:  What did the mother say to her mole son? ... Mole the grass!

Z:  Again, not the right mole.

A:  What's the mole's favorite Disney Movie? ... The Little Molemaid.

Z:  Holy Moley, Batman!

A:  (Thinking his response was encouragement to go on, she does)  What does Avogadro get when he mixes ice cream, chocolate syrup, and malted milk together?  ...  A chocolate moleted.

Z:  What's blind and moley?

A:  Every mole.

Z: (Gets that crazed look in his eyes, puffs out his chest and without hardly breathing begins to exclaim with vim and vigor)  Why is it bad to tell mole jokes? ... It's mole-itically incorrect. What is a mole's favorite movie? ... The Green Mole.  What did Avogadro teach his students in math class? ... Moletiplication.  What kind of fruit did Avogadro eat in the summer? ... Watermolens.  How many guacs are in a bowl of guacamole? ... Avocados number!  If a mole of moles were digging a mole of holes, what would you see? ... A mole of molasses!  (Puffs and huffs, a bit winded...)

A:  (Flips out her cell phone, finger ready to speed dial 911)

Z:  (Holds up a hand to stop her, while the other hand lays flat against his chest.  Slowly, he turns, inch by inch, step by step, and then spins about, calm once more, but not fully rationally as he continues his rant)  What does Avogadro put in his hot chocolate? ... Marsh-mole-ows!  How does Avogadro write to his friends? ... By e-mole! Why is Avogadro so rich? ... He's a multi-mole-ionare!  Why was there only one Avogadro? ... When they made him, they broke the Mole.  What kept Avogadro in bed for two months? ... Moleonucleosis.  What do you get when you have a bunch of moles acting like idiots? ... A bunch of Moleasses.  What line from Shakespeare do high school moles have to memorize? ... "To mole or not to mole, this is the question."  How do moles finance their homes?  ... With a molergage!  What did Avogadro invent for his wife to use as a night cream? ...  Oil of Molay  (Takes in another deep breath.  Determination etched on his face... sweat popping out on his brow... eyes bulging... chest double bulging with grit and girth)

A:  (Again Ang is ready to call in the cavalry... keeps a stern eye on him as he gulps in great draughts of air until he catches his breath)

Z:  (There is no stopping him now.  He is on a quest, fully loaded and ready to spit every ounce of mole wit in his brainiac arsenal)  What did one mole say to the other? ...  We make great chemistry together.  Why did Avogadro stop going to a chiropractor on October 24th? ...  He was only tense to the 23rd!  Why is Avogadro in love with Cindy Crawford? ...  She's his favorite super-mole-dle (and she has a mole).  What did the generous mole say when his friends crashed his party? ...  The mole the merrier!  What is a mole's favorite television show? ... Molerose place.  What is Avogadro's favorite day of the week? ...  Moleday.  How would you describe a stinky chemist? ... Mole-odorous.  What kind of test do student moles like best? ... Mole-tiple choice.  How much does Avogadro exaggerate? ...  He makes mountains out of mole hills.   What element do moles love to study in chemistry? ... Molybdenum.   What is Avogadro's favorite kind of music? ...  Rock 'N' Mole.   (He lifts his fists into the air, pounds them downward, determined to wring out the last of it)

A:  (In awe, she watches and mutters encouragement)  Go Zi!  Go!

Z:  What did Avogadro get when he mixed ice cream, chocolate syrup, and milk together? ...  A chocolate Molted.   What happens when a mole bites a dog? ... He becomes Moleicious!  Avogadro loved to watch MASH. Which character did he like most? ... Father Molecahy.  What was Avogadro's favorite Indian tribe? ... The Molehawks.   What are mammoles? ... Four-legged animoles!  Why can't Avogadro have pets. ... Because he will mole them.

A:  Enough mole inanity!

Z:  Told you I'd bore you!




“Fear not my judgment.”


“I don’t.”


“Was it love that hurt so deep?”


“I was young and thought so.”


“The trauma from lost passion leaves more than physical scars.”


She didn’t respond, but instead gave into a period of silence. She didn’t want him seeing her as a victim of love’s torture. She would have preferred he’d view her as an alluring woman, a sensuous being he’d crave and long to fuck.


“The ride normally wouldn’t take this long, but the snow—” He flipped his hand upward and shrugged. “It will probably be an hour or so more. Is there anything I can do to ease your discomfort?”


What discomfort had he seen? Could he tell that her physical aches were nothing compared to her pussy’s yearnings? What was wrong with her? She needed to protect herself. “Nay,” she said, trying to keep the quiver from her tone. Drat, his concern frayed her brittle emotions. She reasoned she did not need that. Tears threatened to flow, tears and the need to curl up into this stranger’s strong arms. His formable manner, sophisticated brawn and soft touch were an inviting hideaway as much as his natural sensuality was an invitation to taste and explore.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Book Spotlight and Giveaway for The Shed

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Talking with author Dianne Hartsock

Can you tell us a little about yourself?

I've always been a story teller, starting with the bedtime stories I'd tell my younger brothers and sister when we were little. And I'm still telling stories, only now I write them down. I live here in Oregon with my lovely husband and work as a floral designer in a local shop. I job I love, by the way! When not working I spend as much time as I can here at the keyboard typing away at my current WIP. I have so many stories to tell I need to keep after them or I'll never get them all done.

What is your book(s) about?

THE SHED is the sequel to my psychological thriller ALEX

ALEX is the story of a twenty-something year old psychic who's having gruesome visions of the victims of a serial killer in the area. Through a summer of mental anguish and physical pain, flashbacks of a tortured childhood and the rallying of close friends, Alex wins through and helps the police catch the killers.

THE SHED picks up immediately from where ALEX leaves off, but where ALEX is told from his point of view, THE SHED is told mostly from the perspective of his mental health specialist, Scott Reid. Dealing with the scars of his own childhood, Scott is in the unique position to empathize and help Alex as he learns to control his visions rather than blindly following them.    

Though THE SHED is mostly about the kidnapping and brutalization of two young men and the heroes' drive to try and save them, it also has the underlying stories of Alex's battle to have a normal life and Scott Reid's attempt to give love one more try with Art Peters, a local art dealer.

What are you currently working on?

Several years ago I wrote a fantasy adventure, m/m romance novel, then set it aside, not entirely pleased with it. I just picked it up again this week and am happy to say the edits are going fantastic! I found my focus and am having a great time becoming reacquainted with this world and the people inhabiting it. I also feel I've come a long way as a writer these last few years and am able to add so much more to the story than I could back then. The adventure is all there, so I also get to focus a little more on the romantic bits, which is always a favorite with me.

How long did it take you to get your rough draft finished on your latest release?

THE SHED seemed to take forever to write! It's hard to say an exact timeframe, because there was promoting for my other stories to do and edits on some new ones and writing things for anthologies thrown into the time I spent writing this story. But roughly it took 5 months from the time I wrote the first word until I sent it off.

What do you do when you’re not writing?

You mean besides my full time job as a floral designer? *smiles* I love reading almost as much as I like writing books, so I can always be found with my nose between the pages or staring at my kindle. I also enjoy spending the evening on the porch with my husband or by the fire in cold weather. I love having lunch with friends and seeing a good movie or getting a beer and hearing live music in the evening once in a while. Also, my husband and I love to travel so we'll take a few days to drive somewhere new or spend some time at the beach.

What genres do you write in?

I mostly write short stories, m/m erotic romances: contemporary, fantasy, and paranormal. ALEX is a psychological thriller novel with some gay sensuality. THE SHED is its sequel with an m/m romance subplot. The novel I've recently submitted is an m/m contemporary paranormal romance and the fantasy novel I'm currently working on will have a strong m/m romance subplot. 

What was the hardest part of writing your book(s)?

Both ALEX and THE SHED deal with the harsh realities of child abuse and mental health issues, and in THE SHED, the sexual abuse of a young boy as well. In both books, these are shown in flashbacks to the MC's childhood, but researching and writing about these issues, as well as reliving some of my own issues in writing these books, made some scenes very hard to write.

If you write a series do you reread your previous books before you begin the new one?

Oh, definitely. And I also take stacks of notes as I'm writing and again when I reread a story. Makes it so much easier to find what I need rather than having to search the book every time I mention a character or use a scene from a previous story.

When writing, how do you keep track of timelines, ideas, inspiration and such? By notes on the computer, a notebook perhaps?

Everything gets written down in a notebook beside the computer. My characters usually come to me ready-made, appearing on the page when I need them. I jot down their name and characteristics as they are revealed. Same with setting the scenes of a story. I write down the details as I see them as the story moves along. That way, if a character returns to a certain place, I already have notes on the main details. I don't need to go searching for that particular place or person they might have previously met.

I’m always looking for book recommendations. What books have you been reading? Would you recommend them?

A short while ago I discovered Shira Anthony's Blue Note series. Fantastic books! Interesting plots and characters I've come to love.
I also enjoy Hank Edwards' books. Fast paced and exciting.
I've also been reading the Pulp Friction 2014 series by Lee Brazil, Havan Fellows, T.A. Webb and Laura Harner and really enjoying them.

The Shed
Contemporary/Paranormal M/M
Solstice Publishing
Available at Amazon / BN / Publisher

As a Certified Mental Health Therapist, Scott Reid has his share of interesting experiences, though nothing compares with the time he spends with the psychic, Alex Elson. Plagued by terrifying images and dreams, Alex turns to Doctor Reid in the hopes of learning to control his visions. Instead, Scott is pulled into Alex’s world, where dreams and reality mix and nightmares are real.

Two young men, brothers, have been abducted from the lake outside of Oakton without a trace of who took them. That is, until Alex receives a silver pocket watch in the mail belonging to the elder brother, a taunt from the kidnapper for Alex to come find them. Alex’s visions turn at once into nightmares. Images flash in his mind of an abandoned well and a terrified, lonely boy slowly dying at the bottom. The shed looms close by, holding a horrifying secret, a dark place Alex’s frightened mind refuses to go.

With the help of Scott Reid, Alex endeavors to control his visions and find the brutalized victims before death claims them. But the watch is ticking away and time’s running out.

Scott glanced at his watch as he started the car and pulled onto the street. Damn. He was already ten minutes late for his appointment with Alex Elson. “Please wait,” he muttered and drove a little faster than was prudent as he crossed town to the converted bungalow that housed his private practice. His patients at the clinic had seemed extra needy that day, especially Helen Kramer. Her nightmares had gotten worse, vivid and terrifying.

He sighed when traffic slowed in front of him. Though he’d been meeting with Alex for a few months, he knew the young man wasn’t thrilled with the arrangement. He could easily use Scott’s tardiness as an excuse to stop seeing him.

Scott realized he had chewed his bottom lip and soothed the hurt with his tongue. Alex’s case intrigued him but he wasn’t sure if he could be of any use to the young man. He knit his brow as he maneuvered the busy street, wondering if anyone could help him. Alex’s visions were real, he had no doubt, but successfully helping Alex to control them might be more than they could hope for. And they seemed to be getting worse, coming more frequently. Scott worried he’d lose his hold on reality this time around.

Alex stood on the sidewalk outside Scott’s office and Scott let out a relieved breath as he pulled into the driveway. Thank God. He was drawn to the young man and really wanted to help. He clarified the thought to himself. There wasn’t anything sexual in the attraction, though Alex was pretty in a dark, brooding way. But Alex was tortured. Vulnerable. And damn it, Scott liked him and hoped to make his life a little easier, if possible.

About the Author
Dianne grew up in one of the older houses in the middle of Los Angeles, a place of hardwood floors and secret closets and back staircases. It’s where her love of the mysterious and wonderful came from. Dianne now lives in the beautiful Willamette Valley of Oregon with her incredibly patient husband, who puts up with the endless hours she spends hunched over the keyboard letting her characters play.

She says Oregon’s raindrops are the perfect setting in which to write. There’s something about being cooped up in the house while it pours rain outside, a fire crackles on the hearth inside, and a cup of hot coffee warms her hands which kindles her imagination.

Currently, Dianne works as a floral designer in a locally-owned gift shop. Which is the perfect job for her. When not writing, she can express herself through the rich colors and textures of flowers and foliage.





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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Discover Morticia Knight's All Fired Up and Enter the Giveaway!

All Fired Up
Sin City Uniforms Series
Publisher: Totally Bound
Cover Artist: Posh Gosh
Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance, Thriller

Officer Shawn Everly patrols the Strip and one night, fireman Trent Marshall saves him when danger strikes. But it’s still uncertain whether Trent can save himself from getting his heart broken by Shawn.

The party never ends on the Las Vegas strip but neither does the danger. Officer Everly is new to the beat, having recently relocated to Vegas from Los Angeles. Foot patrol on the Strip is a demanding assignment because he’s up close and personal with the public. But what he’d really like to do is get up close and personal with Station 32’s hunky fireman, Trent Marshall.

Trent has been a fireman for over ten years and is dedicated to his job. He’s built tough and is a no-nonsense man of few words. At a local blood drive, Trent meets the handsome new officer on foot patrol but won’t let himself get too close. He’s lost love before when his policeman lover was killed in the line of fire.

During an emergency, Trent’s over-protective instincts kick in when he believes Shawn is in harm’s way. He ends up embarrassing and angering Shawn in front of their fellow officers, which seems as though it will end any hope of Trent having a chance with the young man he can’t push from his mind. Shawn can’t decide whether he wants to punch or kiss Trent. Kissing wins. Once they spend some time together away from the stresses of their jobs, they find that they’re not just compatible—they’re combustible.

But Trent can’t seem to accept that there are hazards that come with working in law enforcement. Right as they’re discovering how much they mean to one another, the danger escalates on the Strip. The underground vigilante group, The Citizens Against Immorality, have raised the stakes. Will Shawn and Trent be their next targets?

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It had finally cooled down to a more bearable temperature of somewhere in the upper eighties, so they decided to eat out on the covered patio. It was blissfully relaxing and Shawn was so grateful that they’d managed to get together, and that the barriers Trent had put up had finally seemed to come down.
“You’re thinking about something.”
Shawn glanced up from the fork in his hand that had just been filled with a bite of the amazing rice. He chewed it then swallowed, wiping his mouth with one of the paper towels they’d brought outside.
“I’m glad things worked out so we could be together today - that you didn’t run away from me like those times before.”
Trent appeared uncomfortable, peering down at his plate and fiddling with his fork. Shawn had a twinge of regret for opening his big mouth. At the same time, as much as he liked it when other people spoke directly and didn’t play games, he was the same way.
“I wasn’t running.” Trent frowned. “Maybe a little.” He rubbed the back of his neck and glanced around before training his gaze on Shawn. “I think you can tell how much I like you. It just took me a bit to allow myself to take a chance again. That’s all.”
This time he didn’t look away, but kept his eyes locked on Shawn.
“I get it.” An unusual bout of shyness rose up in him. “Are you glad you took a chance?”
Shawn’s breath hitched a little. With one word Trent had conveyed a tremendous amount of intent. They went back to eating, silent for most of it. When they’d finished, Shawn rose to help Trent take in the dishes, but Trent laid a hand on his shoulder as he walked past.
“Stay here. I’ve got this.”
He wanted to protest, but there was that tone in Trent’s voice again that made him weak-kneed. Made him want to do whatever Trent asked of him. In a few minutes, Trent had reappeared with a bowl of assorted berries, topped with whipped cream. He had a flash of what they could do with those berries and cream, but figured that wasn’t Trent’s plan. At least, not immediately. Trent peered up at him from a spoonful of fruit he’d just consumed, a dollop of the cream still clinging to his upper lip. He licked it up with a quick swipe of his tongue and Shawn groaned before he could stop himself. Trent gave him a quirky smile.
“You’re quite the rascal.”

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October 20: Prism Book Alliance
October 22: Inked Rainbow Reads
October 23: Tara Lain
October 29: My Fiction Nook
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Author Bio: M/M and M/M/F Erotic Romance author Morticia Knight enjoys a good saucy tale – after all, who doesn’t? Since she loves several genres, you may find your heroes in a contemporary, historical, paranormal or sci-fi setting. One of her passions is bringing people's fantasies to life on the page, because life is too short for even one boring moment. Her stories are volcanic in heat, deep in emotion, and sprinkled with doses of humor.

When not indulging in her obsession for books, she loves the outdoors, film and music. The Pacific Northwest is the ideal spot to enjoy both hiking and beachcombing. Once upon a time she was the singer in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted on U.S. college radio. She now resides on the northern coast of Oregon, where the constant rain and fog remind her of visits to family in England and Scotland when she was a child.

She is currently working on the Sin City Uniforms Series and a BDSM spin-off to the Gin & Jazz series entitled The Hampton Road Club. A follow-up to Bryan and Aubrey’s story in Rockin’ the Alternative will be available in 2015.

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