To get us started can you tell us a little about what you are working on or have coming out?
I’m currently working on revising the writing guide
MAN OH MAN: WRITING QUALITY M/M FICTION. It’s a huge
endeavor to update that monster! But I’m reaching the point where I’m starting
to get excited (or else I’m just giddy at the thought of finishing!) But either
way, it’s going to be even more useful to writers this time around.
How would you describe yourself using only five words?
Fast, efficient, funny, driven, affectionate
Name one thing readers would be surprised to know about you.
I cry easily.
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Coffee, tea or other drink to get you moving in the morning?
Irish Coffee. Every morning. Oh! I guess I could have used that for my guilty pleasure question too. J
If you had a reporter follow you around for the day, what would the readers get to see in your daily schedule?
Oh, that would be the most boring news story ever! Unless readers are desperate to see someone spending a lot of time frowning and staring into space and then typing like maniac. With occasional thrilling breaks for doing laundry or dishes or pawing through the freezer trying to figure out if there’s anything there I could cook in ten minutes. Writing seems so much more glamorous in the movies!
Is music a factor for you while you are writing? Do certain songs put you in the right frame of mind to write certain stories?
Yes. I like to listen to one of my favorite Pandora channels, depending on what I’m writing. Usually it’s my Lifehouse channel. Somehow those guys write so many songs that speak to me. And then of course that spurs me to speak to YOU.
Blood Red Butterfly by Josh Lanyon
M/M Contemporary - Yaoi
Despite falling for aloof manga artist Kai Tashiro, Homicide Detective Ryo Miller is determined to break the alibi Kai is supplying his murderous boyfriend--even if it means breaking Kai with it.
In an effort to drum up business on what was typically the slowest night of the week, Fubar was advertising Dirty 30 with Sigma Alpha Spank! Ryo felt old just reading the lineup of festivities. Beer pong! Flip Cup! Dart board! Spank! Shots!
Did they do anything in this place that didn’t involve exclamation points?
But then he saw Kai sitting in his usual corner and everything was good again.
Unaware of his approach, Kai sipped his crimson cocktail and, with a small flourish, added an embellishment to the napkin he was drawing on.
Ryo reached the table and rested his hand on the back of the chair across from Kai.
“Can I join you?”
Kai glanced up. He didn’t look surprised to see Ryo. He didn’t look pleased either. “Oh. It’s you.”
Ryo jiggled the chair. “May I?”
“Why so polite? You know you’ll sit down whatever I say.”
Ryo pulled out the chair and sat down. He leaned forward so he could be heard over the music. “Why wouldn’t you take my calls? I tried calling you four times today.” It had been closer to seven, but the last few times he’d hung up when he heard Kai’s message come on.
“I didn’t have anything to say to you.” Kai’s gaze was cool and direct.
“Maybe I had something to say to you.”
“Maybe I didn’t want to hear it.”
Ryo drew the napkin Kai had been doodling on toward himself. The sketch was of a pig in a police uniform. His face warmed, although maybe that was the alcohol. He’d had a couple of drinks at the bar before he’d noticed Kai. No. Before he’d had the nerve to even let himself look for Kai.
“Nice,” he said thickly.
Kai’s mouth curved into that three-point smile. He laughed silently at Ryo. Ryo’s temper flared, but then he got his first clear look at Kai. Kai had a black eye.
Ryo’s jaw dropped. “What happened to you?”
Kai’s face grew solemn. “Somebody punched me.”
“Who?” Ryo was angry and ready to return the favor. Then comprehension took shape. “Torres?”
A malicious spark lit Kai’s eyes. The good one, anyway. “Maybe you did, Detective Miller. Maybe you tried to beat me into saying Mickey’s alibi was false.”
Ryo drew back in his chair. He stuttered, “I-I never touched you!”
“How soon they forget!”
“You know what I mean. I never—I wouldn’t ever—”
Ryo swallowed and half-whispered, “Hurt you.”
“All you’ve done is hurt me.”
Ryo didn’t know what to say.
Kai said, “Who would believe you? Your finger prints are all over my place. It would be your word against mine.”
Ryo couldn’t seem to tear his stricken gaze from Kai’s glinting one.
“Maybe I should report you for police brutality? What do you think?”
Ryo’s lips parted but no words came to him.
Kai seemed to find that funny. He leaned back in his chair, laughing.
He was crazy. Ryo could see that now. Kai was out of his head. He had probably planned this trap with Torres.
The whole thing played out in his mind’s eye like the last reel in a film noir with himself in the role of patsy.
A distinct voice in gay fiction, multi-award-winning author JOSH LANYON has been writing gay mystery, adventure and romance for over a decade. In addition to numerous short stories, novellas, and novels, Josh is the author of the critically acclaimed Adrien English series, including The Hell You Say, winner of the 2006 USABookNews awards for GLBT Fiction. Josh is an Eppie Award winner and a three-time Lambda Literary Award finalist.