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Color Me Pride – Instafreebie LGBT Giveaway this week

A broad spectrum of FREE LGBT books ranging from short stories to novellas – take a look and see if anything takes your fancy! 🙂

And included from me? A TWIST AND TWO BALLS, in anticipation of the new book in the series coming out this summer. *YAY*


BLURB: Eduardo Mancini is going to be a star of the London stage and screen. Or that was the plan. His alter ego Eddy March hasn’t got further than the chorus and a bit part in a TV series. His parents aren’t supportive, his agent can’t place his particular skills, and he’s finding it hard to hang onto his young dreams. Things go from bad to worse when he’s late for an important audition, hasn’t got enough money to pay the taxi fare, and is chased across the streets of Soho by the irate driver.

Eddy reaches what he believes is sanctuary – With A Kick, a store where ice creams are blended with alcohol and imagination, and where his friends can help him. But Nuri the taxi driver is persistent in his steady pursuit, above and beyond the money he’s owed. Despite their very different characters and background, Eddy and Nuri’s relationship goes from a complete unknown to a wary balancing act. There are still mistakes to be made, and hurdles to clear. And both of them have to admit that their life so far hasn’t gone the way they planned.

But maybe being caught by Nuri was just what Eddy needed – both for his job and his heart.

 

Amazon – s/he loves me, loves me not

The news from Amazon on Tuesday after my challenging for 2 months why they blocked the self-publication of my OWN story (with proof of copyright provided):

Hello,
We won’t be making ”Say A Little Prayer (ID:10549064)” available for sale on Amazon at this time.
I’m sorry, but we can’t offer any additional insight on this matter.
Amazon.com

The news from Amazon today:

Congratulations!
We’ve published your Kindle book:
Say A Little Prayer by Clare London (ID: 10549064)
The book was recently reviewed again and successfully published on Amazon. We had incorrectly blocked your title in error. We apologize for any inconvenience you may have experienced.

BLIMEY. You couldn’t make this stuff up, you know. And who knows if it won’t be yanked off the shelves again at any time?!

Still – for now – here it is. And it’s ALWAYS been available at Smashwords in all formats.

BLURB: Jonathan’s a hardworking student running a couple of jobs to fund himself through college and also help his Mum run her B&B on the Dorset coast. Despite his mischief-making Gran’s insistence, he doesn’t have the time or the nerve to chase potential dates. Then one day on the beach, after a hard day’s ice cream sales, he meets the mysterious and gorgeous Admael. Now Jonathan doesn’t need to do the chasing—Admael’s ready and willing to make Jonathan as happy as he’s ever wanted. And even if Jonathan’s too nervous to think of anything beyond how to smuggle Admael home on the No. 7 bus, Gran is always on hand to offer him some lewd suggestions. Now Jonathan just has to worry about hiding Admael’s wings…

Flashfic: on Vengeance

I’ve been tempted (!) to post my flashfic MOVING ON after the prompt at Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction Challenge:  Thy Name is Vengeance.

Moving On

I’m huddled alone in the fuel room, monitoring the gauges. Enough in Tank #3 to power His craft back to the space station, safe and smooth.

Barely dried tears still nestle in my beard.

I shouldn’t care. Open relationships are the norm nowadays.

That’s what He said last night, through lips that smiled at my shock, that were still halfway down Second Officer (Onboard Facilitation) Grend’s cock.

Facilitation. Right.

Seven months together is a bloody long time on a space station, when soporific days are marked only by a change of task sheet. Where intimacy is planned in advance, lusty breath rationed, precious lube usage kept to a minimum.

I thought it’d count for something.

Stupid.

I’m too old to fall into that ‘screwing your boss’ trap. Funny how even in such a rigidly controlled environment, libido blows common sense farther than any satellite.

Humiliation. Can’t forget. Betrayal. Calls for action!

I glance at Tank #3, pumping its precious feed to His craft.

There’s a heady thrill in giving way to your emotions, albeit adolescent, vindictive and probably criminal.

I flip the switch on the tank lid, and an amber light awakens.

I remember doing this once, on an Earth car. Belonged to a guy who dumped me. I was only a teenager.

Felt good.

I unscrew the lid. There’s only a matter of seconds before the break in flow is noticed.

The amber light starts flashing. So, scold me. I unzip my suit, disengage the urine bag, release my cock. And piss into the tank.

Not enough to endanger the landing: enough to make it choppy as all hell. Twenty seconds of hot, pure, rejuvenating revenge.

Zipped again, I tighten the lid. Amber returns to a pale green pout.

And I’m smiling like that teenager I once was.

We can all move on, right?

 

copyright / Clare London / posted first 2018 on QSF Facebook group

Going Down Post Regulation

The header describes my author Mailing List/Newsletter post-GDPR :D.

Well, my Mailing List will continue, but much reduced, and – while I understand IT IS WHAT IT IS, and Quality is better than Quantity, please don’t lecture me on that any more, M/r/s Internet – it may not look or act the same as in the past.

This is a PERSONAL opinion piece, guys. Your mileage – as they say – may vary.

Authors INVEST in their Mailing Lists, and not just financially. We don’t throw them together in careless abandon, just for a selfish larff when there’s nothing on the telly, with little respect for the % of readers who open and read them. We CARE about you! we want to share news and fiction with you (not just sales!!!), and very few of us are professional content-and-web designers so it’s often difficult work.

THAT’S NOT TO SAY I don’t fully understand the need for careful consideration and care of the personal data I may hold on other people. Protection for us all is great. But…

  • I always HAVE BEEN aware and careful!!
  • I’ve always been accessible for anyone who had an issue or a query
  • I’ve always offered newsletter followers the option to leave/return at their convenience and by their own will
  • I’ve got a Privacy Policy HERE
  • Most people in my experience know enough to keep their closest details, well, CLOSE, plus
  • I STRONGLY suspect people who DON’T care about the misuse of other people’s data also won’t give a flying fig about GDPR, and
  • I’m upset that some small organisations/businesses – the ones I’m assuming that have always been as conscientious and hardworking as I am myself, and I personally know many like that – may have to close because they’re scared or under-resourced to cope with the requirements of new legislation.

I’m involved in 4 specific applications of GDPR with my other (accounts) work so I’ve been up to my ears in the whole thing for several months now. And

  • YES, I know I should have started planning for this many eons ago, before I joined the crowd of businesses seen as harrassing consumers with their email re-opt-in requests, and
  • YES I’ve suffered identity fraud at least 3 times personally, so I know how crappy it can be, so I wouldn’t ever advocate LESS protection.

But… Well. I’m knackered with it all :/. My newsletter will continue afresh in the summer with Much Love from me to the Muchly Reduced but Muchly Appreciated people who’ve made the effort amongst all this hassle of remaining in positive contact. I LOVE YOU ALL *lol*.

Gingerly Demonstrating Personal Renewal
Going Decisive with Perky Relief
Getting aheaD with Positive Revitalisation
… or things like that *wink*.

Now, I should be writing today and Sue Brown‘s giving me a Death Glare over the Writing Table for distracting her, so I’ll stop opinion-ising ;).

Celebrate the weekend with Brit authors!

Did your invitation to the British Royal Wedding get lost in the mail? Then Dreamspinner invites you to the gay romance celebration of it: 35% off all titles by British authors, as well as all titles in the house line, Perchance to Dream (stories set in the British Commonwealth). Sale ends Sunday at 11:59 PM ET. http://bit.ly/2k3QbS8

And if you’re wondering, yes, the RT coupons are valid on all sale orders as well! Stack it up for huge discounts!

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Pitch IMperfect?! LOL

Wow, that was fun! I found out late last night (here in the UK) that Carina Press were running their annual #carinapitch Tweet Day. Brush up those Elevator Pitches, authors! and pitch to a dozen Carina Editors in the length of a Tweet.

(PSST Subscribe to their blog and you can bookmark it for next year :D.)

Isn’t it a brilliant idea? Maybe a novelty, I know, and not intended to be a substitute for proper, ongoing, submissions procedures, but for me, it was the chance to pitch a story I hope will fit perfectly in one of their imprints, there’s time to get it polished even further before submitting (if requested), PLUS the chance to keep practising my Blurb skills!

And fascinating and educational to read everyone else’s pitches, too.