Archive for Home Sweet Home
Home of His Own available now….
Home of His Own is available now at Total e-Bound, if you didn’t pick it up the first time it was out. Click here to check it out. đ This will be available in print at some point in the near future as well.
Dreaming of Dragons was re-released by MLR Press on Friday. Just re-edited as well, but it will be available in print at some point. đ Yay! Click here to check it out.
Home Sweet Home was turned in on Thursday night. Yay! It’ll be out in May..and up for pre-order in the next couple of months. The Home series was the first series I ever started writing. Of course, it’s taken seven long years to get it done. I appreciate all of you sticking with me and bugging me every chance you got about Yancey and Juan. I hope you feel I did their story justice when you get to read it.
I’m working on my GRL anthology story, The Occasional Prostitute, and I’m hoping to get that done in the next couple of days. Then I’ll be working on the second book in the International Men of Sports series that I’m co-authoring with Devon Rhodes, which is titled Chasing the King of the Mountains. It’s about a French cyclist and a French reporter, and takes place during the Tour de France. As you can tell, we’re trying to feature sports that might not always get spotlighted in stories, and we wanted sports that are popular in a particular country. Cricket in India, Cycling in France, Soccer/Football in Germany, Rugby in Australia, Curling and Hockey in Canada, and Beach Volleyball in Brazil.
Also, I’ll be working on Thieves, the last book in The Beasor Chronicles, and at some point next week, I’ll be starting Pray for the Thunder, a short story for MLR Press. đ So while it looks like I have a bunch of stuff to do (and I do), I think I have it under control.
Of course, I’ll have edits mixed in there…lol. I actually have edits on Stealing Life, which will be re-released by Total e-Bound on July 1st, and within the next day or two, I’ll have edits for Home Sweet Home. But edits are okay. They don’t take nearly as long as writing the books themselves. (usually)
Okay, so I hope you all have a good Monday. Those who were hardest hit by the snowstorm, I hope you’re all safe and sound. Digging out is crappy.
Wednesday Works In Progress….
Another Wednesday…which can only mean another sneak peek at one of my upcoming stories. đ And since I’m finishing up Home Sweet Home, I thought I’d give you one last peek at it before I send it off to my editor. You’ll be able to pre-order it in April…and get it on pre-release in early May (if you’re a VIP member at Total e-Bound) And pick it up on general release at the end of May. But here you go…I thought I’d give you a hot excerpt this time.
Home Sweet Home copyright c. 2013 T.A. Chase
âI am, but not too tired to make love with my boyfriend. Youâre going to be really busy all weekend, so I want us to have some alone time before all the craziness starts.â He gripped Juanâs hips, then thrust his groin up against Juanâs. âI want you to fuck me. You donât have to worry about stretching me. I did while I was in the bathroom.â
Juanâs eyes grew wide, and Yancey chuckled. âI didnât want to waste any time. I really want you in me.â
He spread his legs, and Juan shifted until he was in between them, then Yancey grabbed behind his knees to draw them close to his chest, exposing his stretched and well-lubed hole.
âOh fuck me,â Juan whispered when he looked at Yancey.
âNo, thatâs what I want you to do to me,â Yancey joked.
Juan just rolled his eyes as he found the lube bottle Yancey had set on the mattress. Yancey let go of one of his thighs to start jerking himself off. Juan swore softly, then positioned his cock at Yanceyâs opening.
Yancey relaxed while Juan pushed in until Juanâs pubic hair rasped against Yanceyâs butt. Each of them took a deep breath, then Juan began to move. With each thrust, Yancey lifted his hips to meet them and the sound of their bodies coming together filled the air.
Juan held his body at just the right angle for Yanceyâs cock to rub over his stomach, and it drove Yancey crazy. His lover was hitting his gland with each stroke in and out. All Yancey could do was hold on to Juanâs shoulders while enjoying the ride.
âShit! Yancey, youâre so fucking tight.â Juan grunted and Yancey moaned.
Yancey couldnât say anything because the air in his lungs was being driven out of him each time Juan slammed into him. He threw his head back, and yelled silently as his climax rocketed through him. His cum shot from his dick to cover his and Juanâs stomachs.
His inner channel massaged Juanâs shaft, then Juan came, flooding him with hot cum. Juan collapsed on him, and Yancey entwined his arms and legs around Juan, holding him as close as he could without them inhabiting the same body.
He didnât tell Juan to move or anything like that. Yancey loved the feeling of being pressed into the mattress by his lover. It felt like he was surrounded and safe. Finally, Juanâs softened cock slid from Yancey, then Juan rolled onto his side, still in Yanceyâs embrace though.
âI love you, Yancey MacCafferty,â Juan told him.
Yancey grinned. âI love you as well, Juan Romanos. Now we both need to get to sleep, or youâll be dead on your feet in the morning.â
Juan mumbled something, and Yancey could tell Juan was already half asleep. Yancey wiggled free of Juanâs arms, then reached for the towel heâd left beside the bed. He did a quick clean up of both of them. Just enough so they wouldnât be too sticky in the morning.
After dropping the towel to the floor, he snuggled up to Juan, and let his even breathing lull him to sleep.
Happy Snowy Monday….
This weekend was good. Got some writing done on Home Sweet Home. Over halfway done. Yay! Hoping to get it done this week. Will be starting my short story for the next GRL anthology this week as well. Then Devon Rhodes and I will be working on the second International Men of Sports book, Chasing the King of the Mountains. đ Can’t wait to dive into both of them.
It’s snowing out. Not heavy or anything, but I get the feeling it’s going to be going on most of the day. Wish I could just stay in and curl up with my laptop. Hate going out when it’s cold and snowy.
I hope you all had a great weekend, and a good safe Monday.
A Sticky Wicket is done…
Good news…A Sticky Wicket in Bollywood is finished and turned in. Just waiting on the contract, so we can sign it and get editing on it. đ I also turned in Stealing Life…it’ll be re-released July 1st.
Devon and I have already started plotting out the second book in the International Men of Sports series. The second one is about a French Cyclist and a French reporter. It takes place during the Tour de France. Yay! It’s tentatively titled Chasing the King of the Mountains (since King of the Mountains is a title you can win during the Tour…and you get to wear a polka dot jersey if you do win it.)
Our goal with this series is to take the reader to exotic (or at least interesting) locales, and introduce you to sports that the people in those countries play. We aren’t focusing on American sports either, though one story will have a hockey player in it. (which isn’t truly an American sport…lol)
So our second book takes place in France and focuses on cycling. The third is Germany/soccer(football). 4th: Australia/rugby…5th: Canada/curling/hockey….6th: Brazil/beach volleyball. At least one main character will play the sport featured, though in Germany and Canada, they’ll both be athletes.
We hadn’t planned on the books being long enough to go into print on their own. At first, we planned on grouping them together, two at a time. But Sticky Wicket took on a life of its own, and suddenly we were over the 50k mark, so now each book will also be coming out in print individually.
Now that I’ve given you the scoop on the International series, I’ll let you know that Home Sweet Home is moving along. I’m hoping to be able to sub it next week some time. Yay! Then it’s on to a bunch of stories and the last book in The Beasor Chronicles, Thieves.
I hope you all have a great weekend…and if you’re going to watch the Super Bowl, hope it’s a good game for you. đ
They Walk Among Us is available now…
I posted some places yesterday, but in case you didn’t hear, They Walk Among Us is now available at Amber Allure. Click here to go check it out. đ Or you can browse my website to see what else is coming out soon.
Anyway this weekend was a great writing weekend. I did two real-time writing sessions with Devon Rhodes (which meant I stayed up really late since she’s like three hours behind me…lol) but we achieve two 10k+ days in a row, and our book is now over 34k. Which is awesome because it means we’re actually going to be bumping the word count up to 50k+, and our book will be out in print. Since it’s the first in a series of six books, that means all of them will be in print as well. Woot!
I really can’t wait for you to meet my cricket player…and Devon’s Bollywood actor. I think they’re wonderful together. đ
Also, I got a good amount written on Home Sweet Home as well, and it’s moving along at a good pace. Hoping this week will get me even more words.
Well, it snowed last night and the world outside is snowy/icy. Might be a good day to stay inside and write, but I do have some errands to run. So I’m going to write for a little while, then head out into the cold world (lol) to get what I need.
Have a marvelous Monday, everyone.
New Cover-Leaving Home
Isn’t this so yummy? I love this cover. đ And it’s going to look awesome with the other books on my shelf when I get the print version.
I just finished final line edits on Leaving Home, so it’ll be up for pre-order at some point. I’ll make sure to let you all know when it’s up.
I’m working on Home Sweet Home and A Sticky Wicket in Bollywood this weekend. Hoping to get a lot finished. đ At least on HSH. I have a partner who has to do her part on ASWiB…lol So together, we’ll get a lot done, I’m sure.
Well, it’s snowing here, giving me the perfect excuse not to go anywhere and just focus on advancing my stories. I hope you all are safe and warm wherever you are. Also, have an awesome weekend.
Wednesday Work in Progress….
Here’s another little peek at Home Sweet Home. Next week, you might get a peek at A Sticky Wicket in Bollywood (if Devon agrees I can post a little bit of it..lol)
Excerpt: copyright c. 2013 T.A. Chase
Yancey didnât rush, even though he wanted to. He hadnât seen Juan in three months when Juan came to celebrate Yanceyâs graduation from vet school. He strolled into the arena, then leant against the wall as he watched Juan ride the big bay gelding in a tight circle.
He held his breath as Juan pointed the horse towards a double oxer about four feet three inches high. It wasnât the biggest jump set up in the arena, but it was one of the widest. It would force the horse to not only launch himself and his rider high in the air, and stretch out as far as he could over the jump without touching it with his hooves.
Juan made a kissing sound, and gave the gelding a little tap on the hip with his crop as they approached the jump. With a grunting heave, the horse threw himself off his feet, reaching out his head, and curling his hooves under him. Yancey bit his lip, saying a silent prayer that there had been enough power in the leap for them to clear the oxer.
One rail rattled in its cups as one leg rubbed over it, and Yancey winced at the thought of it falling. It had been a good jump, with almost perfect form from the horse. Juan didnât move a muscle, sticking to the geldingâs back like a burr. After landing with a thud, they continued on down the line over another jump built to look like a brick wall.
Yancey waited until Juan was heading towards him before he moved. Juanâs head came up, and Yancey saw the big smile crossing Juanâs face. He walked over to the centre of the arena where Juan was pulling his mount to a halt.
Juan nearly fell out of the saddle in his haste to get to Yancey, who caught him in a tight embrace.
âHoly shit, man. What the hell are you doing here?â Juan pushed him away, gripping his shoulders tight.
âI got in early this morning. Iâll explain the whole thing tonight at dinner if youâre not doing anything.â Yancey glanced over at the horse. âAre you done with him or do you need to ride some more? I can wait as long as it takes. Iâll be here awhile.â
âNo, Iâm done. He cleared the last two jumps, so we ended on a high note. Forman needs to build his confidence up, and this is a good way.â
After taking his arm, Juan led him and Forman out of the arena towards the training barn. Yancey helped Juan to remove the geldingâs tack, and while he put it away, Juan groomed Forman.
Yancey clipped a lead rope to the horseâs halter when Juan finished brushing him. He let Juan take Forman to a paddock where he allowed the gelding to go free. Forman took off, kicking and bucking as he raced across the ground to join the other horses at the end of the paddock.
He laughed as Juan raced over to him, and he wrapped his arms around Juanâs waist. Yancey picked Juan up before whirling him in a circle. Juan cradled Yanceyâs face in his hands, then pressed his lips to Yanceyâs.
Yancey kissed Juan back, licking his tongue along the seam of Juanâs lips, and he asked for entrance. After tilting his head, Juan opened to him. Yancey swept in, tasting Juan; remembering all the flavours heâd discovered throughout the years of kissing Juan.
Cover for The Whore of New Slum
Here’s the cover for my steampunk story, The Whore of New Slum, which comes out Feb. 17th from Amber Allure. đ I love this cover. I just wish it was long enough to go into print. Maybe I’ll have to write another story about Wendall and Abdur, so they can be put together and released in print. I’ll have to see how everyone likes them.
I finished the edits on They Walk Among Us, which will be out on Jan. 27th, and I’ll be doing my first set of edits on Leaving Home today. Then I’ll continue working on Home Sweet Home, and hope I make some more progress on it.
I hope you all have a great Friday…and a marvelous weekend.
Wednesday Work in Progress…
This week’s Wednesday Work in Progress is…..Home Sweet Home. I hope you enjoy it. đ
Excerpt: (copyright c. 2013 T.A. Chase)-This is the last part that I wrote last night.
Finally, Yancey looked out into the waiting room and heaved a sigh of relief. There wasnât anyone sitting there, and as far as he knew, there werenât any patients in any of the rooms either.
âThank God, we can close. Dr Behan called to say he was on his way back. I guess today was emergency day for him, and he had one after another. I have to say, heâs going to be so glad youâre here because now you can go on those calls. Heâs getting too old to do the heavy stuff or working with the large animals.â
He turned to see Julie sitting at the reception desk, elbows propped up. Her eyes were tired, but happy. Yancey propped his hip against the edge of the counter.
âI knew that when I bought the practise. I had planned on taking the next week to settle in, but since Dr Jones is sick, I donât have a problem working now.â
âWhere did you come from, Dr MacCafferty?â Julieâs expression held interest, and Yancey knew he had to nip that in the bud.
âI came from Wyoming.â He wasnât sure how to fit his being gay into the conversation.
Julie frowned. âWhy come all the way back east? Werenât there any practises you could buy into out there?â
Yancey nodded. âThere were, and one close to where my brother and his partnerâs ranch is, but I came out east because thereâs someone riding at one of the stables that I care deeply about. I decided it was time to come and see if we can be together.â
âReally? Whatâs her name? I might have met her.â
âNot her. Juan Romanos. Weâve known each other for years since he was sixteen and I was eighteen.â Yancey smiled, remembering the first time he stared into Juanâs brown eyes.
Julie shook her head. âShouldâve known youâd be gay. Iâve met Juan, and heâs good-looking as well. You make a nice couple.â
Ducking his head, Yancey blushed. God, how old was he? Someone telling him he was good-looking shouldnât embarrass him.
âThank you.â He cleared his throat. âIs there a place I can stay until Behan has left?â
âActually, Yancey, you can move into the house. There are a couple of guest rooms you can choose from, then youâll be mostly settled by the time I leave for Arizona.â
He turned to see Dr Abe Behan walk into the clinic waiting room. The older man grinned as he approached Yancey, holding his hand out to shake. Yancey shook it, then gestured to Julie.
âGood to know. I didnât bring a lot of stuff with me. My brother is shipping the rest of it, so it wonât be here until right around when you leave any way. I finally got a chance to meet Julie.â
âDr MacCafferty helped clear out the waiting room, Abe. Dr Jones couldnât come in, says sheâs sicker than a dog. So when he walked in, I put him to work right away. Heâs going to be a good fit.â Julie stood, then stretched.
âPlease call me Yancey. I donât want there to be formal here. Weâre all working to keep the animals happy and healthy,â Yancey told Julie.
She nodded. âAll right, Yancey. Now Iâm heading home. Iâll see you gentlemen in the morning.â
Abe motioned for Yancey to follow him to where the office was in the back of the clinic. âWeâre in charge of looking after the over night patients. Since I live next door, Iâve always done that. Thereâs no point having someone drive here when I can just walk over.â
âGood idea. I donât mind checking on them tonight. Need to start getting into the swing of things as soon as possible.â Yancey took the seat Abe pointed at.
âTo be honest, I know you werenât planning on actually working at the clinic for another week or so, but itâs been busier than all get out around here the past couple of days, and with Shelia being sick, Iâm coming and going here.â Sighing, Abe dropped into his chair. âWe can take our time, and Iâll show you around the clinic. Then sometime next week, Iâll take you around to the area farms and stables I do business with, and introduce you to the managers or owners.â
âI do know Edward Monterrose, the owner of Highlands Farm. One of my friends back in Wyoming, Les Hardin, is a good friend of Edwardâs.â
âAh, thatâs right. You know Les and Edward. Theyâre good men. I used to treat Lesâ horses when he owned his stables here.â Abe scrubbed his hand over his balding head.
Monday again…
Check out what I saw from my kitchen in my backyard….not really. And not that any of you really thought there’d be penguins in my backyard. Though that would have been totally awesome…lol. It did snow last night though, and I’m not very happy about it. I’m hoping the roads are good, so I can go up and visit my mom today. Didn’t get up there yesterday because I had a headache.
Okay…to update you on my writing. Home Sweet Home is going well. Not as far along as I’d like, but still I’m sure I can get it done by the end of the month. đ The Occasional Prostitute (my contribution to the 2013 GRL antho) is coming along as well.
Also, Devon Rhodes and I have started our book. We’re writing a series of six stories about men and international sports. So the sports aren’t going to be your usual basketball, baseball, or anything like that. A Sticky Wicket in Bollywood is the first in the series, and it’s about cricket and is set in India. Hopefully when it comes out, you’ll all love it. đ
Plus Ninja Cupcakes is out for general release at Total e-Bound, and Home of his Own is up for VIP download. If anyone is interested in them, or for some reason, doesn’t have them yet. Wishing for a Home has hit the coming soon page at TeB and No Going Home is available in print starting today.
Oh…and my marvelous editor at MLR Press, Kris Jacen, has an interview at Top2Bottom Review. Please take a minute to stop by and read it. She talks about how busy an editor’s life really is. In my opinion, editors have the tough job out there. At times, I think writing is hard, but really I’m just putting  down on ‘paper’ the daydreams in my head. Kris has to make sure those daydreams make sense. đ
Almost forgot the link. Click here.
Well, I have a lot of work to do…and not enough hours in the day to do it. I hope you all have an awesome Monday.
