Wind Down Wednesday
Posted February 1, 2012on:
Welcome to Rawiya’s. Today is once again, Wind Down Wednesday and since wicked sis, BL’s You Don’t Ask will be released in 2 days, I’m giving her the floor.
I’m really excited about my upcoming book, You Don’t Ask We Don’t Tell, Basic Training. Just two days ago I read through the ARC and I laughed throughout at some of the scenes as well as the snarky things my characters say. It’s funny, this book practically wrote itself. Seemingly the characters had a lot to say and they talked to me some more telling me what to write for book 2 but I’ve got my sequel to get done first for My Lieutenant so it will be on the back burner.
About the music? Quite simply, metal and lots of it. Some Metallica, Megadeth, Old Sevendust, Pantera, Machinehead, Slayer, angsty music that got Cody to talk to me while he was on base.
One song in particular that spurred me on was this song by Machinehead called Ten Ton Hammer. The mood of the tune is dark, angsty, and the growls of lead singer, Robert Flynn gave me extra inspiration for Cody when thinking of how much people rejected him.
Look for You Don’t Ask to come out in a couple of days. Here now is an excerpt.
Coming Feb 3, 2012 BLMorticia with her snarky series about a man looking to shed his “gayness” The Army’s the place to get right, right? Think again!
A gay curious young man whose fell over the fence more than a couple of times is seeking the armed forces to become more of a straight man under the duress of his family. He leaves behind his on and off again lover, Dari Kirk.
At the local recruiter’s office, he meets Corporal Justin Belvidere who can tell he’s hiding something. Running away from something he needs. He knows just what training facility to send him to. The one part of the army that everyone knows to be one of the finest and most upstanding platoons in the armed forces but they have hidden secrets.
Captain Morris Dunst runs Army company 9669. A proud group of men known for their tenacity, wit, and strength. He’s produced some of the best soldiers in his ten year tenure, teaching them how to be real men.
That take it all like men.
When he straightened the wheel, he got out the truck, sprinting to the place he hoped held his ticket out of here. He opened the doors, letting a couple of army men out before he went in.
“Wow,” he mouthed, glancing about the place as if he were a tourist. Large hallways, cream colored walls with decorative crown molding. The floors were made of linoleum. Everything was so clean. The glare blinded Cody.
His eyes fixed of the small line of men huddled together to hand their papers to a soldier sitting behind the desk. Cody tightly gripped the application in his hands.
Do I really want to do this? How will I handle being yelled at by someone basically the whole time I’m there?
Suddenly, young McCayne began to question his decision. He tapped his feet, fumbling with his free fingers as he eyed the men talking with the representative.
Why am I doing this?
Yes, why the fuck was he? Joining the army just so he could gain acceptance? Make his asshole dad proud of him? Would this be worth it?
“Iknowiwantthisiknowihaveto…damnit!” He grit his teeth.
What if he didn’t like army life? What if the captain was an asshole he wouldn’t be able to tolerate?
What am I saying? They’re all assholes. None worse than my dear old dad.
The men in front of him inched closer to the recruiter’s desk.
Cody could feel his palms sweating along with his brow.
What the fuck? I need to man up. That’s my whole reason for doing this right?
He straightened his shoulders and cleared his throat.
Only one more ahead of me. I can do this!
The young man shrugged his shoulders and gulped hard. He stuffed one hand in his pocket and eyes darted from left to right.
Oh my fuckin’ God, I’m gonna…
“Next!” The man in front of him moved away and suddenly it was Cody’s turn. “Yes…um…Sir?”
The guy behind the desk gave him a wry smile. “Yeah, you ready to come serve your country, boy?” He has a slight southern accent and piercing blue eyes.
Damn, the man is hot.