Monday, August 22, 2016

Tuesday Tales - Fan




Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.



 Welcome back! It’s time for another snippet from my new book! I'm now working on an M/M hockey romance titled Open Net. This is the second novella in the Cayuga Cougars duology featuring LGBT players. This story centers on a young goalie, August Miles, a newcomer to the Cougars that we met in Mario and Lila's novella. This week we get to see our shy netminder play some hockey! Woo-hoo!

 This story contains crude language and gay sexual situations. We are telling tales about hockey players so if that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering.  Our word prompt for the week is "Fan”.









The third period was just as physical but far less sloppy. It seemed as if both teams had been read the riot act because sin bin time was significantly reduced. The hard hits continued but they were clean hits. The net crashing spiked into outrageous levels however. After I had been knocked to my ass for a third time, I got a little upset and had a talk with the ref. I explained that I was worried about how impaired his vision must be since he didn’t see the blatant goaltender interference happening right under his nose. He told me to get back to my crease or I’d get slapped with a delay of game penalty.

            “Blind motherfucker,” I mumbled as I slapped my mask back on my head.

            “I got that dickwad Danielson,” Mario informed me as we waited for a problem with the clock to be fixed. “You just worry about keeping that puck out of our net.”

            I gave him a nod. The forwards gathered to my right for a faceoff. Dan Arou, who had been quiet all night due to defensive pressure, won the faceoff, shuttled the puck back to Mario and then punched Bryce Danielson in the face. It was like that old Bible story about David and Goliath with Dan in the role of David. Dan might be short but he is a freaking force when he’s mad. As Dan and Bryce tossed gloves to the side of me, Mario managed to break away from the glut of players in my end. A couple of the Broncos were distracted by the slugfest and that was all Mario needed. 

            He broke over the blue line and took a snap shot. The Bronco goalie threw his glove up. The puck caught the edge of the catcher glove, spun up into the air, and then landed behind the Bronco goalie right on the line. Mario dove at the crease, his stick extended in front of him. He nudged the puck just enough to send it slowly creeping to the back of the twine. A linesman standing behind the goal pointed at the puck in the net. The goal light came on and the fans went bonkers.

Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey

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Author/Book Spotlight & Gift Card Giveaway - R.J. Scott's The Code Ice Dragons #1

Please welcome a new friend, the lively and lovely R.J. Scott! Today she's here to talk about hockey and hockey romance. Two of my favorite things!





Obsession and things

I’ve always loved Ice Hockey, well, as far back as I remember, to the year that Torvill and Dean won Gold with Bolero. That was when I first saw it, and was just gob smacked at how fast and dangerous and sexy it was. I live in England, and we don’t have a lot of exposure to Ice Hockey here – we have the Elite League, Cardiff, Edinburgh, there is even a team only fifteen miles up the road from me – The MK Lightning, although, they aren’t in Elite at the moment (soon though).

Fast forward and I have always read hockey books. I’m not much into American football, and baseball just bores me (reminds me too much of cricket – too slow!). But Hockey? That is fast and passionate and did I mention, sexy. So I found this group, The Sin Bin, and I joined, and watched and commented, and found some new authors to read. I’m sure I have run out of hockey books to read now and I wait (not so patiently) for my favorite authors to release new books for me to devour.
But I never supported a US team, because… well… life happened, and I’m in England, and also I have a tendency to get passionately involved in anything I like to the point where it just won’t leave me alone.

So, I announced in the group that I needed a team to follow. Bear in mind that I knew nothing concrete about US Hockey, and the only name I really know is Sidney Crosby, because even he gets mentioned over here, and in the UK coverage of hockey (when it happens, which isn’t a lot of times!). I decided to look at stats, news reports and… no wait, I actually didn’t do any of that.
I opened Google and typed in *sexy NHL players*.

Well, I skimmed the list, and you’d laugh if you could see the way my tongue hung out. People in the group were throwing names at me, Tyler, Johnny, Patrick (several of those) and of course, Sidney.
I realized that one guy jumped out at me… well two actually… and that pretty much made up my mind. It was a simple equation.

The beautiful Kris Letang + the steel jawed sexy Sidney Crosby = Pittsburgh Penguins

And hey, I like penguins, they are cute. I did however have to look up where Pittsburgh was, LOL.
There was me deciding, and then I find out the Pens might make it to the end of round one of the playoffs, and I thought, yay, this is cool.
Then they only went and won the Stanley cup!!!!
I think, clearly, that I am a good luck charm. Nods.
I also fell for Geno, Rusty, and Horny, and Hags, and Kessel, and… you can see where I’m coming from.



Then of course, I had to write my own hockey book. Because, I’m a writer and I can’t leave it alone now. LOLs. The Code will be out in October, and is about a D with anger issues and his best friends little sister.

Goodreads The Code


And as to where I got the name for the team, The Ice Dragons, from? I love Vermont, so decided to set the team there, and was researching and found Dragon boat races on Lake Champlain… this had to be done! So, the Burlington Ice Dragons team was born, an expansion team from back in 2010, not champions, but holding their own, finding their rhythm… I’m so excited, and have done so much research, guided by the awesome Lace Barton, a fellow Penguin fan who is explaining everything to me every time I have a question. Love that girl!

Competition

Win a $25 gift card for Amazon, just comment below on which team you support, and why, oh and who is your sexiest player? Or, if you’re not a hockey fan, what is your favorite sport to read?

Closing date – [August 29th 14:00 GMT (London)].

Find out more about RJ Scott (and her writing as Rozenn Scott) at:

https://www.facebook.com/author.rjscott
http://rjscottauthor.blogspot.com/
http://rozennscott.blogspot.co.uk/

email: rj@rjscott.co.uk


Sunday, August 21, 2016

Silent Sunday





*Grandma's Front Porch*









Friday, August 19, 2016

Hat Trick of Questions #3




I’m having such fun with this I couldn’t wait to do another! If there’s something you’d like to know about any of my upcoming books or just want to shoot a question at me, feel free to do so. I’ll do my best to answer your queries! Time to tackle this trio now.








1-What’s the one genre that you haven’t written but would love to?

Fantasy. I love, love, lovey love playing fantasy video games such as Dragon Age (Proud member of Team Alistair here), The Witcher, and the Elder Scrolls. I adored Skyrim so much I went out and got a tattoo of dragon language on my left forearm. My daughter has a matching one. It reads MOTHER AND CHILD.



Dragons, elves, fairies, mages, and dwarves. Sigh. I love them all but I’m not sure I have the skills necessary for the detailed world building that makes fantasy so amazing. Maybe one day I’ll work up enough nerve to try a simple short story about a young male elf falling in love with a young male dwarf. I do love me some forbidden love. Okay, maybe this needs to happen sooner than one day! *wink*



2-Do you read lots of “How-To Write” books?

Honestly, I haven’t read a How-To book about writing for years. I did when I first started seriously writing and it almost killed my muse. I’ve learned that other people’s process is not my process. I have to do what works for me and not what works for Mary Sue Author. When people ask me which How-To write book I recommended, I generally tell them to feel free to read whichever book sounds good to them but then toss it aside and write the way that feels natural to them.



3-If you could have one X-Man superpower what would it be?

I’ve always loved the notion of being able to teleport like Nightcrawler.



Imagine how awesome it would be to BAMF! to the grocery store and then BAMF! back home. No cars, no busses, no subway or train rides. Just a small cloud of brimstone-scented smoke and you’re there and back. Also, Kurt’s tail would be super handy when putting those groceries away!

Monday, August 15, 2016

Tuesday Tales - Gray



Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.




Welcome back! It’s time for another snippet from my new book! I'm now working on an M/M hockey romance titled Open Net. This is the second novella in the Cayuga Cougars duology featuring LGBT players. This story centers on a young goalie, August Miles, a newcomer to the Cougars that we met in Mario and Lila's novella. This week our two leading men meet!

 This story contains crude language and gay sexual situations. We are telling tales about hockey players so if that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering.  Our word prompt for the week is "Gray”.






"Oh look, it's Salvatore! SAL!" Heather shouted over the horn section of the band. I glanced over her head and my gaze locked with warm, dark brown eyes set into an amazingly handsome face. I stumbled over my big feet as a rush of attraction danced over my skin. Salvatore gently wiggled around a dancing couple. As he closed the distance, I checked him out using Jack as a shield. Sal was an older Latina man, late thirties to early forties by the looks. His skin was tawny brown, his hair short and black as obsidian with lots of gray highlights. He was shorter than me by a good five or six inches. His compact frame was casually outfitted in jeans and a soft summer shirt with short sleeves.

He's hot, August. Try not to fall off the dock. Heather and Sal embraced each other, his eyes staying on me even as they briefly hugged. I glanced down at my feet and then up at the clear blue sky.

 "Congrats fellow new nurse, " Heather bubbled as they separated.

"Congratulations to you as well," Salvatore said. His voice was strong and deep. I liked it. I also liked how he stepped around Heather to stand by me. I could smell his cologne now. It was earthy. I glanced to the side to find his gaze still on me. "When you told the class you were pregnant; I didn't think you'd be able to graduate on time. She's an amazing young woman who pulled off something incredible, isn't she?"

"Yeah, she's amazing," I replied while trying to tear my sight from his.

"I had tons of help," Heather said and shifted her son to her other hip. "Brooks watched him at night so I could study and not fall behind. Vic and Dan took him every weekend so I could grab extra credit assignments."

"But it was you who broke her back to ensure she graduated on time," Sal argued pleasantly, our gazes still entangled. "Is this young man a friend of yours?"

"Oh gosh, I am such a bean-head!" Salvatore Castenada, this is August Miles. Augie plays goalie for the Cayuga Cougars," she said while bouncing Jack up and down. "Sal here was in my graduating class and is a new nurse too." Heather patted Sal's biceps affectionately.

"It's a real pleasure to meet you, August." Sal extended his hand. I placed my damp palm over his dry one and fissures of desire crawled up my arm. We shook for much longer than my father would have found acceptable.
                                                                                                 

Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey


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Sunday, August 14, 2016

Monday, August 8, 2016

Tuesday Tales - Catch




Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.



 It's time to kick off a new book! I'm now working on another M/M hockey romance titled Open Net. This is the second novella in the Cayuga Cougars duology featuring LGBT players. This story centers on a young goalie, August Miles, a newcomer to the Cougars that we met in Mario and Lila's novella. This week we're at the beginning of August's story and Victor Kalinski, an associate coach on August's team, is mouthing off about a disco band his baby momma hired for her college graduation party.

 This story contains crude language and gay sexual situations. We are telling tales about hockey players so if that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering.  Our word prompt for the week is "Catch.



            "I knew it," Vic smiled then leaned on me just a bit. "I told Heather that but she informed me that I was a smashed asshole and hired this lame-ass band anyway. If you see me wading out into Seneca Lake with a glazed look on my face, don't be alarmed. I'm just drowning myself to end the misery this music is inflicting."

            "Okay, I'll let you kill yourself," I muttered and dared a glance at the bearded redhead hanging off me. He gave me a scorching look.

            "I was kidding, Augie."

            "Oh, yeah, I knew that." I doubted I would ever really catch on about the sarcasm. Since that was mainly what Victor spoke, I was doomed to make a fool out of myself every time we made dialog happen.

            "No you didn't, you dweeb. So, did you bring a date?"

            "Oh no, nope, no date," I stammered, my gaze roaming the gathering in search of Mario and Madame Lila. 

            They were late. I really needed someone to buffer this man and me. The longer he talked the more anxious I got. Why he always needled me about my social life was another mystery for the ages. Maybe he was like a dog, and once he sensed your fear he just kept nipping at your heels. Not that Victor was mean. Well, okay, he was mean, but he was that way with everyone, not just me. 

            Probably it was just me being over-sensitive. Lila always says I'm too gentle of a soul to be associating with this wild band of skating gorillas. I liked Lila. She was the closest thing to a mother I had ever known, and she was so at peace with herself and her identity. I really envied her. Hell, I envied all the Cougars who were able to be themselves in public.



Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey

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