A NOTE ABOUT BLOG HOPS

A NOTE ABOUT BLOG HOPS

Dear Hopper,

Even if you do not see a "linky list" in my blog post, please don't panic. There *IS* a link to another blog where you can find participants. I *always* include a link to the hosting site. It is embedded in the blog hop graphic. All you need to do, if a linky list is missing, is click on the blog hop graphic, and you will be directed to another site where you will likely find the linky. (My e-mail provider is sketchy at best - I don't always get the e-mails with the linky links in them.)

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Christmas Paws Blog Hop

****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

http://btsemag.com/contests/december-blog-hop/


Today I'm sharing some pictures of my baby girl Lollypop.

I work at a veterinary clinic, and one day, Lollypop came in. Her owners had been sent to prison, and she'd been abandoned with three tiny babies. The neighbors finally took action and brought her in after one of the babies died. She was emaciated, matted, and infested with fleas and roundworms. One of her two remaining babies did not survive. The other went to live with one of our doctors, and is almost as beautiful as her mom. We initially put Lollypop up for adoption at our clinic, but no one seemed to want her. One woman even said she was "too ugly to own!" Needless to say, by that point I was already in love with her, so she came home to live with us.

These days she is pleasantly plump, sassy, and full of mischief!


For my prize in the hop today, I'm offering up a free pdf copy of my m/m/m "Perfect Christmas" to one lucky winner! To enter, just leave a comment below, telling  me about your favorite furry friend. If you don't "own" one, tell me about someone else's!

GOOD LUCK!!

Blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!
Excerpt:


Evan waited in line at Pierce's, the only store open on Christmas Day in the sleepy, coastal town of Ormond Bay, absorbing the chaos as people hurried up and down aisles in search of forgotten holiday necessities. Across the store, a lady frantically called for help from a clerk, begging him to tell her they hadn't sold the last of the cranberries, and wailing about how she couldn't make the perfect meal without them. In front of Evan, a man dressed in a suit and tie tossed down a fifty, told the cashier to keep the change, and ran out the door with two frozen pies.

Evan emptied the contents of his basket—a motley assortment of store-brand frozen dinners, cookies, soups, and canned fruit—and frowned, feeling rather frumpy in the mix of brightly dressed people and festive, almost garish, decorations of the store. He ran a hand absent-mindedly through his hair, remembering only just then he'd neglected to gel and spike it this morning. Not to mention that he also hadn't bothered to get the red tips recolored. Above his dark roots, the tips looked more gray than anything else. Fabulous. It didn’t help that he was probably the only person walking around without a tan.

"That'll be seventeen fifty."

He dug into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled forth his wallet, handed over a crisp twenty-dollar bill with a sigh. Even his money was snazzier than him.

"Merry Christmas, Mister Connor!" The bubbly cashier beamed up at him from under her picture perfect, curly blonde bangs, but Evan just scowled as he grabbed up his bag of groceries and walked away to trudge out the door and back down the street for home. Outside, even the bright Florida sun couldn't dispel his dreary mood.

Christmas, huh? Bah! Humbug! What did he have to be cheerful about, anyhow? Watching reruns of stupid movies over his microwaved TV dinner of Salisbury steak again? Dodging phone calls from his mother and other assorted supposedly well-meaning relatives whose main questions seemed to be where was his lover, Drake, and when was Evan going to stop putting up with that man's schedule and find someone who appreciated him? Spending yet another Christmas alone, while Drake jetted around the state with the annoying millionaire boss?

Evan sighed. Trouble was, Drake did appreciate him; Drake only worked so hard so that he didn't have to, so he could pursue his artwork. And he knew Drake felt just as bad as he did about missing out on holidays, but Drake's boss had made it quite clear in the initial interview that she expected her men, as she called them, to be at her beck and call, regardless of the time of day or night. Or year. But the money? The money was very, very good. And they were young now, only in their twenties. They had the rest of their lives to spend holidays together, didn't they?

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8 comments:

  1. My daughter has a Turkish Van, sometimes known as the swimming cat. She is quite the uppity cat and has their 100 pound Boxer completely at her mercy. I have this book and I loved it a lot.

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  2. How could anyone call her ugly. I have a rescue cat myself. Born feral, she still has some issues but is a wonderful cat.

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  3. I don't know that I could pick one favorite, as I really have two: my two buns, Laurel and Betony. They're fluffy black mini Rexes and the sweetest things ever... except when they're chewing your laptop charger in half.... :D

    ashley.vanburen[at]gmail[dot]com

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  4. I think she's darling! My brother's family has a huge Bernese mountain dog who's very sweet (if a bit of a girly lummox in an adorable way).

    koozebane(at)yahoo(dot)com

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  5. Mine love is my Tonkinese Talon. His favorite toys are the pizza tables that keep the pizza from sticking to the box.
    mfierydrgn@aol.com

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  6. I have a black cat, with green eyes names, of course, Salem. My kids named him, I swear. He walked up to my door when he was 10 weeks old and that was that. I have two pillows and I lay one down flat and he walkes up me everynight, I swear he is wiping off his feet before he gets on his pillow above my head. He has a bushy black tale that he wraps around himself and if I touch him in his sleep he purrs. Sometimes, if I put my hand up there he puts his paw in it and we sleep that way. I am crazy about him and I think maybe he is about me.

    shamess874@hotmail.com

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  7. i have a little beta fish that is a beautiful shade of blue. i picked him out due to the shade of blue he was

    parisfan_ca@yahoo.com

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  8. I've got 2 furbabies. I can't pick a favorite between them. That's like choosing which one of my children is my favorite. Impossible to do. lol

    purple975@msn.com

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