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Brothers LaFon: Crucial Lessons by Joseph Lance Tonlet

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 Brothers LaFon: Crucial Lessons

Part One of the Brothers LaFon Series

Joseph Lance Tonlet

Novellette: 16,000+ words / 56 pages
Genre(s): Gay, Erotica, Psychological Thriller

Alexander LaFon lives a nightmare, but he deals with it. Deals with the fact that his mother abandoned him as an infant, deals with the fact that his father is never home, and deals with the fact that his older brother, Jeremiah, tortures him.

He dreams of escaping his mobile-home prison and finding a normal life. Of breaking free of his agony, finding a woman to love, becoming a teacher.

But some horrors you can never outrun. There’s nowhere to hide. Some nightmares chase you in your sleep and steal your freedom like a brutal thief. Some brothers never give up and never answer why.

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This book contains graphic violence, gay erotica, non-consensual sex, forced submission, incest, child abuse, and animal cruelty.

***UPDATE: TUESDAY APRIL 15, 2015***
***BANNED BY AMAZON***

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five-stars

This first part of Jeremiah and Alex’s story is a superbly written, dark and gripping tale. It begins and ends in the present. In between, are scenes from the brothers’ childhood, from when they are young boys and in their late teens. We discover in graphic detail how Jeremiah gains control over his younger brother, both physically as well as mentally, has him living in fear of punishment and desperately wanting to beg for his brother to stop this abuse. Alex learns what his brother wants and succumbs to his routines. We witness this forced submission, the pain Alex endures and the scars that are inflicted for Jeremiah’s gratification, sexual and otherwise. Jeremiah is unpredictable in his words and deeds, and like Alex, we don’t know what he will do next. And this makes for superb and arousing reading.

So yes, the story contains animal cruelty, incest and a sadistic psychopath who is turned on by his own violent actions. But for me, there’s another aspect to this story and I’m hoping this will be explored in subsequent parts. Despite Jeremiah claiming he hated his younger brother and needed to cause him pain and humiliation, there’s an undercurrent of an erotic connection between these boys. I’m wondering if this will be the next stage of their relationship, building on the fear and the routines from their past.

Buy links:

Self Published / All Romance eBooks / Barnes & Noble / Kobo US

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Joseph is a born and raised Southern Californian—with a twenty-year stint of living in the Midwest. He loves the laid-back lifestyle of San Diego and considers himself lucky to live where people dream of vacationing.

A lifelong reader of m/m fiction, he began his writing career one night sitting at his MacBook and has never looked back. He writes to bring the characters he dreams about to life.

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The Altered by Annabelle Jacobs

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Title: The Altered

Author: Annabelle Jacobs

Publisher: Self-Published

Pages/Word Count: 209 Pages

Blurb:

Twenty years ago the UK’s water supply was contaminated with an experimental pathogen, Lycanaeris, causing widespread panic across the nation. Terrorism was suspected but never proven, and when nothing happened–no epidemic, no unexplained illnesses–the whole episode was written off as an elaborate hoax. But Lycanaeris was selective. Only those of a certain age, and with a specific gene in their DNA were infected. Time would reveal the pathogen’s true nature, when those susceptible grew up Altered.

Daniel is one of thousands forced to hide his altered status by living a quiet life. He’s not like the others, though. Daniel can’t help looking so distinctive or being able to see every altered for what they really are. To those abducting altereds, that skill makes him valuable.

For Jordan, shifting from human to wolf means living under the radar to avoid unwanted attention. Meeting Daniel complicates matters. Daniel’s existence is a threat to Jordan and his friends, but Jordan can’t seem to shake the strange connection between them. When danger threatens, there’s little time for Daniel and Jordan to work out their feelings before lives are at stake.

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Buy links:

Amazon.com / Amazon UK / ARe / Barnes & Noble / Smashwords

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five-stars

Not having read many shifter stories before, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I’m pleased to say I enjoyed it immensely. The Altered is a great read and I can highly recommend it.

The Altered is a fast-paced, well-written novel with lovable main characters. In Annabelle Jacob’s ‘altered’ version of reality, shifters, half-shifters and seers live and work among humans. They live in fear and protect their own, but attempt to blend into the crowd and avoid detection from unscrupulous people who want to capture them and use them for their own ulterior motives.

Much of the focus of the plot is on Jordan and Daniel’s developing relationship and this was my favourite part of the story. I liked the interaction between the shifter and the seer from the start and found their scenes together amusing at times, but also very hot. I loved that Jordan wanted to mark Daniel with his scent and bared his fangs and claws when they made out or when he was being jealous or protective. I also liked when Matt was involved and tried to protect Daniel or decided to wind Jordan up.

I’m looking forward to reading The Altered 2 in the hope that we get more of Jordan and Daniel together, plus also to discover Sam’s backstory and see what happens with him and Ash.

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He laughed at the joke Matt was in the middle of telling, chipping in for a bit and teasing him, and then he felt it again, creeping up the back of his spine like icy fingers. Daniel stayed perfectly still, suppressing his body’s natural reaction, and carefully turned to place his empty pint glass on the bar.
He let his gaze wander along to the end of the bar, past the couple he’d spotted earlier, and—
Bloody Hell.
He sucked in a sharp breath before he could stop himself. Usually he got a flash of images, depending on how much they’d been altered—claws, teeth, and fur if they changed fully, but never anything like this. One minute Daniel was looking at a tall dark-haired, really hot man, and in the blink of an eye he’d changed into a huge black wolf, fangs bared in a snarl—clearer than anything he’d seen before.
The image vanished almost as soon as it appeared, and the noise from the bar suddenly jarred Daniel back to his senses.
Fuck.

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Annabelle Jacobs lives in the South West of England with her husband, three rowdy children, and two cats.

An avid reader of fantasy herself for many years, Annabelle now spends her days writing her own stories. They’re usually either fantasy or paranormal fiction, because she loves building worlds filled with magical creatures, and creating stories full of action and adventure. Her characters may have a tough time of it–fighting enemies and adversity–but they always find love in the end.

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The Eye And The Arm by Andrew Q. Gordon

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New release from Andrew Q. Gordon

ABOUT THE BOOK

Title: The Eye And The Arm

Series: Champion of the Gods Book 2

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BLURB:

After defeating Meglar at Belsport, Farrell returns to Haven to recover from his injuries, but Khron, the god of war, has other ideas. He gives Farrell a new mission: free the survivors of the ancient dwarf realm of Trellham from their three-thousand-year banishment. To fulfill Khron’s near impossible task, Farrell will need the help of his distance ancestor, the legendary wizard Kel. But Kel has been dead for a thousand years.

Farrell finds information hinting that Kel is alive, so he moves his search to Dumbarten, Kel’s birthplace. To reach Dumbarten unannounced, Farrell and Miceral disguise themselves as mercenaries on board a merchant vessel. Their journey is disrupted when pirates attack their ship. While attempting to subdue the attack, Farrell is struck down by one of Meglar’s minions.

Unconscious and trapped in his own mind, Farrell’s only chance for survival rests with Miceral and the peregrine king Rothdin entering his thoughts and helping him sort fact from illusion. To reach Farrell, they will need to rely on an untested spell from one of Kel’s spellbooks. If they succeed, Miceral can guide Farrell home safely. If not, Farrell will destroy not only himself, but Miceral, Rothdin, and everyone around him.

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Length: 99,775 words/296 Pages

Release Date: April 14, 2015

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“Relax, my friend.” Klissmor’s presence calmed Miceral’s growing anxiety. “You won’t feel my presence.”

Miceral took a deep breath. “Will I be able to hear?”

“Every word. Ready?”

“No, but let’s do it.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

“I need your eyes open for everyone to see.”

He snapped his lids open, blinking several times before could focus again. “Sorry.”

“Master Teberus.” Miceral knew the words came from him, but as promised, he didn’t feel anything. “I have Masters Erstad and Wesfazial as well as Wizard-Priestess Glendora. Ask your questions to Miceral and we four will also hear you.”

“Astounding.” The elder Arlefor glanced at the high priestess. “All four at once?”

“Wizard.” Miceral had heard that tone enough to know Klissmor’s mood. “Maintaining this link, this far away with this many minds, is a strain. If we are to save Farrell, you must focus on him.”

“Of course. My apologies.” Teberus bowed deeply. “My examination of the one who did this to Farrell confirmed that he is no wizard.”

“Then how in the eight gates of Neblor did that man defeat Farrell?” Even though Teberus couldn’t know, Miceral recognized the voice as Wesfazial’s.

“The obvious answer is the correct one. A wizard gave this man the weapon.”

“But Farrell could defeat all four of us and all the other wizards you brought with you and not be tested.” Erstad’s steady temperament sounded tested. “No weapon used by a nonwizard should be capable of this.”

Teberus raised the crest of his hairless eyebrow. “But since that is what happened, we must use it as the basis of our search for a cure.”

No one answered. As the silence dragged on, Miceral’s anxiety slowly returned. If Haven’s senior wizards didn’t know what to do, who could?

“Tell us what happened.” Erstad’s request almost didn’t register with Miceral.

“No,” Klissmor said. “Show them. Let them see the memory.”

Miceral closed his eyes and focused on reliving the attack. The clarity of the image caused his chest to tighten, making it hard to breathe. He knew the result, but watching it again, almost in slow motion, added to his agony.

When the image played over again, he realized Klissmor must have been guiding his thoughts.

“My apologies, old friend—the need is great.” Klissmor’s voice didn’t interrupt the stream of images.

“Do whatever you need. Just find a way to save Farrell.”

“Your friends are doing all they can. Have faith that Lenore will send us what we need.”

When the memory started for the third time, he didn’t find any comfort in Klissmor’s assertion. The Six wouldn’t—couldn’t—help. He needed something that didn’t exist—a great wizard like Heminaltose or Kel.

“In theory, I recognize the magic.” Erstad sounded confused. “But I’ll need to find a reference to be sure.”

“What about Farrell?” He knew he shouted, or at least what Farrell told him passed for shouting, but he couldn’t prevent it. “He could be dead before you find that.”

“It can’t be helped, Miceral. I need to be sure before I suggest a counterspell. If I’m wrong, whatever I try might kill him.”

“He is in no immediate danger.” Teberus put his hand on Farrell’s forehead. “But my fear is the number of spells that draw on him for power. I can only give him but so much. If he doesn’t wake, his body will burn out.”

“Do what you can, Master Teberus. We’ll begin searching immediately and contact you when we find the answer.” When Erstad stopped speaking, Klissmor’s presence left with him.

“Hurry. Please.” Miceral knew no one heard him.

BUY LINKS

DSPP / Amazon.com / Amazon UK / ARe Omnilit

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Andrew Q. Gordon wrote his first story back when yellow legal pads, ball point pens were common and a Smith Corona correctable typewriter was considered high tech. Adapting with technology, he now takes his MacBook somewhere quiet when he wants to write.

He currently lives in the Washington, D.C. area with his partner of eighteen years, their young daughter and dog. In addition to dodging some very self-important D.C. ‘insiders’, Andrew uses his commute to catch up on his reading. When not working or writing, he enjoys soccer, high fantasy, baseball and seeing how much coffee he can drink in a day and not get the shakes.

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Review of Channeling Morpheus for Scary Mary

Review of Channeling Morpheus for Scary Mary

Box Set #1

by Jordan Castillo Price

Release Date: March 24, 2015

Length: 72,000 words

ISBN: 978-1-935540- 74-8

Publisher: JCP Books

Cover Artist: Jordan Castillo Price

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Buy links:

Amazon – Amazon UK – BN – iTunes – Smashwords – Scribd – Kobo

Official Website: channelingmorpheus.com

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Michael is a waif in eyeliner who’s determined to wipe vampires off the face of the earth. Wild Bill’s got the hots for Michael, and will stop at nothing to go home with him.

Forget about moonlit castles and windswept moors. These bad boys haunt all-night diners and cheap motels, cut-rate department stores and long, lonely stretches of the Interstate. Ride along with Wild Bill and Michael as the twists and turns of Channeling Morpheus for Scary Mary unfold in America’s Heartland.

E-book box set contains the following novelettes: Payback, Vertigo, Manikin, Tainted, Rebirth.

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These first five stories follow the adventures of Michael, goth and would-be vampire hunter, who is seeking revenge for the death of his friend, Scary Mary. In his pursuit of ‘bad vampires’ he meets and falls for Wild Bill and in the process discovers much of his previous beliefs about vampires are unfounded. He also learns the best ways to dispatch these creatures of the night.

The smitten pair share many erotic scenes that are not just sex for sex sake and their affection for each other is demonstrated outside of the bedroom, bathroom, forest floor, picnic bench, van… during their nomadic-like journey.

The series is well written and a very enjoyable read. JCP builds up a melancholic atmosphere in her writing, creating a believable yet dark fantasy world. She has you guessing what’s going to happen next throughout—will Michael be safe in his new chosen lifestyle and will Wild Bill resist draining the young man of his lifeblood?

Michael and Wild Bill’s story is told from alternating points of view as the series unfolds, so we get to see inside the mind of the vampire as well as the young vampire hunter, and as the story progresses, we find out a little more of their backstory and who these character are.

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The Bookshop Darlinghurst in Sydney

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Located in the heart of Sydney’s famous Oxford Street, our store has been a cherished hub for the local and international queer community.

If you’ve ever wondered what literary lesbians, bookish bears, and pop culture poofs have in common, come and pay us a visit where you’ll be welcomed by our friendly and knowledgeable staff.”

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Audio Version of The Dating Game by Jay Northcote

The Dating Game

by Jay Northcote

 Narrated by Matthew Lloyd Davies

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It’s no secret that I love Jay’s stories and this is one of my favourites. Two guys and the offer of five dates without sex—a perfect recipe for UST. This is sweet and hot with a little angst mixed in—yummy. And set in the UK too, so I was looking forward to listening to the audio version. Knowing there’s a limited choice of narrators with a suitable British accent, I wondered how Matthew would approach and present this sexy tale.

It took me until the end to adjust to Matthew’s voice and narration. I think it’s a personal thing because I’ve been listening to quite a few American narrators recently and it took me a while to adjust even though I’m from the UK. I was expecting a younger, less sophisticated voice to suit the characters. The performance was professional and the production is of a high quality. I enjoyed Matthew’s narration of this story, and after the second listen, I now think he suits the characters and the plot very well. Highly recommended.

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When they were at uni, Owen always had a bit of a crush on Nathan. But Nathan was apparently straight, and Owen was too busy with other guys to take his crush seriously.

When Nathan moves back to Bristol after a year away, Owen hears that Nathan has come out of the closet, and he propositions him. Nathan doesn’t want to be just another notch on Owen’s bedpost, though, so he challenges Owen to prove he can be serious: five dates before they have sex.

Owen doesn’t think that sounds too difficult. He’s expecting Nathan to find his charms irresistible anyway. But as they grow closer, Owen begins to care more about proving himself to Nathan than he does about getting him into bed.

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Buy links: 

Audible UK / Amazon UK / Amazon.com

 

 

New Release ~ The Island Keepers by Kristopher Quentin

 Release Day for Kristopher Quentin’s

The Island Keepers.

THE ISLAND KEEPERS FRONT COVER

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They could hardly have been less alike.

David is striking, tanned, smooth, charismatic, blond with an ice melting smile, and possesses an unmistakable gift as a fiction writer, even at twenty-one. Wyatt looks as plain as paper, short by comparison, mildly hairy, white as a ghost, graceless, a celebrated oil painter. He is single and he is out. David, raised a strict evangelical fundamentalist, is embarrassed by his own virginity. Both men are sent to Puffin Island and, within days of their arrival a young woman washes ashore, frozen and unresponsive after her kayak crashes against the rocks.

David and Wyatt save her life. Days later, Wyatt is charged with rape. While the authorities investigate, the woman’s nineteen year old identical twin brothers paddle their way to Puffin to teach Wyatt a lesson. Their goal, to avenge their sister.

The bond between David and Wyatt increases during island duty, and just when things seem as good as they can get, David distances himself from Wyatt. During David’s absence, Wyatt meets a hometown computer whiz who makes it quite clear that he wants Wyatt for himself. But, David’s heart struggles with his imbedded childhood dogma and lethally homophobic parents, propelling him to establish an unthinkable bond of love with Wyatt, and, when the inthinkable happens, Wyatt is once more left alone and he moves forward because there is a lot at stake.   He turns to the most unlikeliest of characters to fill the void, a person who will teach him an important lesson; that love is all about choice and on making a decision, he must sacrifice a need that had been created by his past with David.

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from The Island Keepers

Thayne wasn’t next to me.

Gradually, I awoke, the reality setting in that his side of the bed was empty.

I figured he’d simply crawled out to take a leak. I knew he needed to leave early, about seven my time, to be at work by eight-thirty his time. Minutes later I discovered the head vacant and that it wasn’t even four forty-five, yet. I could not find him anywhere in the apartment. I hoped to spot him on the balcony searching for dawn’s early lights, but no; still far too early even in this mid-August time frame.

My angst bubbled over when I saw his vehicle wasn’t in the car park.

“What the fuck?” I shouted.

Did he get a phone call in the night summoning him home? Upstairs I scrounged for my cell phone, searched for a hand written note, not that it would be like him to write one. But lo, tucked into the handle of the coffee pot, where I couldn’t miss it, I found one of my index cards.

My name is Thayne, not David. You ain’t near ready for me.

“What the fuck?”

I tried his cell phone, but he had turned it off, sending my pounding heart directly to his voice mailbox.

“Thayne, what happened? Call me. Please.” I prepared a pot of coffee and plopped onto the sofa. My deductive abilities prior to caffeine were near nil. Did I do something or say something during the night that offended him? I sipped on the hot black liquid as my head gradually drifted back into the game of life. I took my cell into the bathroom with the ringer volume on high, hoping he’d call while I showered. I needn’t have bothered. No call came in, so after dressing, I called him again. His phone remained off and being this hour on a Monday morning business calls were unlikely. I suspected it would remain off for hours. But why? What could I have said or done to cause such a dramatic reaction. I read his note again, and a thought came rushing over me like the cascading waters of Dickson Falls in Fundy National Park.

How do you fix something like that? Or could Thayne be spot on, that I wasn’t ready for him? I vaguely remembered kissing and cuddling him in the middle of the night.

I must have called him David, but what else did I say? What else did I do? Did I attempt sex with him thinking of him as David; telling “David” how much I loved him, and how thankful I was that he returned to me?

Oh, I could see that happening, but I had no independent recollection of such an event. I swallowed more coffee. Conversely, I also knew that in times of trouble my mind worked overtime creating a litany of worst possible scenarios like when they charged me with raping Brenda and I saw myself on a chain gang with a pick-axe.

So maybe I did none of those things, just like I never raped Brenda. Maybe I said something earlier in the day that stewed in his mind. Thayne’s inferiority complex could be an undetonated grenade in times of stress. I wondered what time he left and how far he had travelled toward home. Hopefully that’s where he was headed.

After making more coffee, I tried calling him again, this time while sitting on the pot. I might as well have been sitting on Neptune. The results were the same.

Standing on the veranda overlooking the bay I used the peaceful scenery to think. No, think is too strong a word. I stood there for an hour watching the lights, listening to the neighborhood birds protesting their predawn duties, filling the early morning airwaves with their unique and varied songs. I was in no mood for all that screeching and chirping and pecking and warbling and hooting this morning. Normally, I enjoyed the early avian sounds of nature, but I could find nothing in that cacophony to savor at this moment.

I reached for my wallet, car keys, and cell phone, pocketing them with a couple of pens, index cards and a handkerchief to help me deal with the allergies that fucked with my nose and throat this time of year, ragweed now coming into full bloom.

Seated in my parked car, I palmed my phone to try Thayne once again, spotting an inbound voice mail.

I knew who originated it without listening. I felt like a man with his hands tied behind his back, a hood over his head and a rope around his neck.

“Wyatt, do not call me no more. After your love affair with David last night I know you are too sweet on him to care about your ignorant hick even a little. I know I’s just a stand in for David. Nothing more. And it smarts so bad I can’t takes it.”

The trap door opened.

I fell into a deep and dark malaise, choking on my own conflict and phlegm.

My head crashed into the steering wheel.

I screamed.

Anyone walking past my vehicle in the darkness of that predawn hour would have thought I had escaped from the psychiatric ward.

I remembered David walking out on me once, too; that Sunday back in November, 2010, leaving me alone at the Lord Beaverbrook Hotel in Fredericton; also because of another guy.

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BUY LINKS:

Amazon.com  /Amazon UK / CoolDudes Publishing /

AUTHOR INTERVIEW

Kristopher, in a nutshell, please describe what The Island Keepers is about.

Young love interspersed with tragedy on an ocean bound speck of land that exists in a political limbo.

Population two.

The five main characters are: David, a born-again Evangelical and wannabe novelist; Wyatt, an out and proud gay guy, an oil painter with some impressive regional credits; Thayne and Shayne, a set of identical uneducated twins brothers; and the island itself, where they come to know one another, sometimes under difficult circumstances brought about, in part, by their upbringings and diversified live styles.. A weather related kayak crash and a tobacco induced lung disorder create challenges, as well. The lads are all about twenty-years old, plus or minus.

Where do you write?

Wherever I am, usually my office well before sunrise. But I’ve written in motel rooms, aboard cruise ships, as a guest at friends’ homes and in my car parked along the banks of a river.

What led up to the creation of The Island?

An accident, I guess. I was looking for a new story to tell when, on the internet, I stumbled across this geopolitical anomaly not all that far from where I live. Learning that two men lived on that barren island alone for twenty-eight day stretches, triggered days of mind opening research, months of writing and editing, and fantasy galore. The fun part was creating the characters and the circumstances that are their lives.

What was the time frame for writing The Island?

The first draft was written between March 17 and June 18, 2012. It has been edited time and time again since, by me and others. The story begins in October, 2010.

How did you find your agent?

I was seeking an editor / proof reader, and this wonderful dude from RSA (Republic of South Africa) responded to my pathetic internet plea (Gay Authors.net), warning me he was a harsh, hard-nosed editor. He turned out to be a genius and a pussycat (but not without claws).

What were your 1-2 biggest learning experience(s) or surprise(s) throughout the publishing process?

That “content editors” can be so ignorant and biased. When an editor tells me I can only use the word “rhubarb” to reference a plant, or challenges the fact that Jamaican or Irish coffee contain alcohol, tells me the French preposition “de” is a racial slur, or eliminates two of the four principle characters, this author’s confidence level takes a hard hit. When the publisher backs-up such empty-headedness, I run out of gas.

Looking back, what did you do right that helped you break in?

I came to know one Louis J. Harris better and better. He’s a crack editor, an excellent grammarian a wonderful cheerleader, a literary advisor, a hardworking agent, and is now my publisher. His husband, Louis C. Harris is insightful and artistically creative. Look at the cover on this book. I hope to meet these dudes in person someday.

Did you have a platform in place? On this topic, what are you doing to build a platform and gain readership?

I don’t know. This is my first rodeo and being closeted I find myself between a rock and a hard place. Certainly learning to use social media will be vital as will placing copies on consignment at bookstores. Scheduling book signing events, perhaps in conjunction with other authors if any are willing to be seen with me. These are my only thoughts at the moment.

Websites?

Facebook, Twitter, Gay Authors. I’m sure there are others.

Best piece(s) of writing advice?

Write what you know, chill on the adverbs, shun the clichés, show don’t tell, don’t screw up what person you are writing in, or get lost in your own timeline…particularly as you edit, research every detail you question. And remember active verbs beat the sperm out of passive verbs.

Something personal about you people may be surprised to know?

My main man and I have been together for more than thirty-years, and I’m a biological father and grandfather.

What’s next?

I’ve written three other M/M novels, so I’m hoping THE ISLAND KEEPERS is successful enough that having another one or two or three published is less of an uphill exercise. And yes, I’m ninety-two pages in a fourth.

Book Interview

Considering the length of The Island Keepers, what kind of research went into it?

Lots. While I live and work within a stone’s throw of Canada, I am not a Canadian. I researched every aspect of the island in question (it does really exist, but it’s not on the map as “Puffin Island”). I studied its size, history, bird life, “guards,” sovereignty…or lack of it, its landscape, and geographical position in relation to other land masses. It also involved hours of reading about the province of New Brunswick, the city of Saint John, the town of Grand Falls, and the tiny town of Cutler in Maine. In fact I undertook special trips to the island, Saint John, NB, Cutler and Machias for background and color. I’d been to Grand Falls many times before.

Research about the Canadian Coast Guard, Saint John Regional Hospital, the New Brunswick Correctional Center, the University of New Brunswick, New Brunswick criminal law, COPD, painting with oils, and the life cycle and habits of Atlantic puffins also joyfully consumed my time. Aspects such as border crossing formalities, the Trans-Canada Highway and other geo-political references were familiar to me.

Since the characters are all imaginary there was no research per se, just note taking so I was consistent with each of their features, backgrounds, phobias, likes and dislikes, and goals in life.

The Geopolitical references to the Island are very important because the island itself is a character in the book. How have things changed there since you began writing the book.

I know of no changes on the real-life island itself. It is still claimed by both the U.S. and Canada. It continues to be staffed by two male Canadian Coast Guard employees. I read where the puffin population was down last summer. Some claim a food shortage for them due to climate change.

David, to me, is the most wonderful character I have ever read. I place him in the same bracket as Billy Sive in The Front Runner, how do you develop such amazing characters?

David was a fantasy character, the “man of my dreams.” His COPD mirrors my own life as was his desire to publish a novel.

Wyatt is just awesome, he’s a very sexual person, could his nature be drawn from real life characters whom you may have known?

Yes. More a composite of a few people I’ve met over the years, some from my college days. As sexual as you see him, he was not a slut; indeed he was a virtual virgin until finding himself on the island with David.

The relationship between Wyatt and Thayne is a slow burn, but necessary as both loved David albeit in different ways, would you say that their coming together was foreseen right from the moment Wyatt met him?

No. Wyatt was totally committed to, and enthralled by David, even though he had “bad thoughts” from time to time. Thayne had no idea he was gay until sometime after meeting Wyatt and David. He had no idea he was sexual at all except for an occasional JO. But witnessing true love made both twins realize how incomplete their lives were. Filling that void the way they did was undoubtedly genetic.

The end of the book is absolutely stunning and emotional. In fact there are several moments in the book which I classify as highly emotional. Do you write emotion from an emotional point of view? What I mean is, do you cry too when you write emotional moments?

I weep when I see animals in distress, especially the wee ones. But I can have an emotional breakdown for weeks on end if (when) I need to have one of my dogs put down. In terms of my characters, I come to cherish (most of) them, especially my protagonists / narrators and their supporters. I feel them, their joys and defeats, their heartaches, and their losses. And yes, I’m a big crybaby.

The Island is a wonderful story of love, loss and tragedy, yet it ends on a note of uplifting hope. What would you tell David if you were to meet him in real life?

“David,” I’d say. “I wish I could be just like you, minus the respiratory problems and the religious history.”

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Message from CoolDudes Publishing CEO

When I first read The Island Keepers two years ago, I fell in love with the leviathan scope of the novel. It took me to places I have never been, it enthralled me and blew me away. The book has been five years in the making and during that time it has been through several edits. Without giving too much away, you have my assurance that the characters and the island itself will leave you with a lingering sense of joy, and above all hope. There is such a thing as true love.

Debut author Kristopher Quentin lives a quiet life close to this island.

You won’t want to miss this amazing book to be published on the 1st April. Available through Amazon, and the CoolDudes Publishing website.

Louis J Harris

March 2015

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Kristopher Quentin has been writing for decades. He is a businessman and journalist by trade, a man up at 3:45 every weekday morning for a stint on the news desk; a little earlier on weekends to write fiction in his man cave.

An upstate New Yorker by birth, he now lives in the most rural area of far Maine, USA, on 54-acres of land: wooded, lawns, driveways, and a few buildings including his four thousand square foot home which he calls the white house; because it is.

His property is home to moose, deer, rabbits, raccoons, porcupines, fox, weasels, black bears, and one Bard owl. He loves reading gay romances among other forms of fiction; non-fiction; and memoirs most of which he considers to be fictional. Traveling, dining out, boat riding are among his passions; that and flying his own single engine airplane when he was younger.

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