Elin Gregory

Goodreads Book  Giveaway for Halloween Heat M/M

An Anthology of Erotic Paranormal M/M Romance and Contemporary M/M Romance.

Five erotic stories of gay love and passion with a paranormal twist – ghosts and spirits and otherworldly delights, perfect for Halloween.

“Love Lies Deep” by Tristram La Roche

“Idle Hands” by Reneé George

“Costumes” by Dianne Hartsock

“Eden” by Kiran Hunter

“Set in Stone” by Elin Gregory

Two hot tales of contemporary gay romance to fill your goodie bag this Halloween.

“Trex or Treat” by Tara Lain

“Desert Candy” by AC Fox

Giveaway dates: Nov 14-Nov 30, 2012

2 copies available

Countries available: US, CA, and GB more

Go to this link for a chance to win

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But first, Vivien Dean has given the Next Big Thing meme a go with some info on her exciting sounding steampunk story “Iron Eyes”. Check it out here!

Oh, but I managed to write something last night! You have NO idea what a relief it was to be able to sit in the quiet for a bit and bash out about 1000 words of medieval fantasy historical mayhem.

Just for fun, here’s a snippet:

The workmen had run to the sides and now the long space was lined with men on foot and the heralds were riding forward in a glittering square. A trumpet sounded. Archambault made an announcement, the words streaming away with his breath, unheard at this distance though Olivier could imagine what they were.
There would be the usual admonitions to fight well, keep it clean, and avoid striking an opponent’s horse but probably not the bit about treating the vanquished with mercy.
Ira knew what was happening and was already dancing, ears pricked and tail high. Maheris vaulted into the saddle, raising a cheer from the audience closest to him, and put out a hand for his lance.
“Who’s first?” he asked, settling the long pole on his foot. “Can you see?”
“Bay horse with blue bardings. I think that’s a lion. Maybe a leopard. I see spots.” Olivier shrugged. “Until he gets closer…”
“They’ll be letting me blunt my steel on youngsters,” Maheris said. “Look, here comes that herald again. The one who said he’d take you in.”
“Archambault,” Olivier said. “He’s a kind man much troubled by the cold.”
“Good morning.” The kind man’s nose was red and running. He blew it into a kerchief, cleared his throat and smiled at them both. “My master asks that you allow some of our noble youths the privilege of tilting with you just to get the blood flowing on this chilly day.”
“It would be my pleasure,” Maheris said. “Should I assume that he wants none of them maimed.”
“Exactly so,” Archambault cleared his throat again. “It does them good to see a master in action. Not all have had the advantages of your squire, Olivier. I have arranged for a supply of lances to be delivered – all good quality. If you are ready, we will begin.”
Maheris nodded and soon the bay horse was entering the lists, bounding high with excitement. Ira pranced on the spot, letting out a challenging squeal, until Maheris hand on the rein stilled him.
“I see the crest now sir,” Olivier said. “It’s not a leopard – it’s a spotted hound. That’s the Aylmer crest. There’s a son about my age.”
“Well I hope he’s as prepared to be laid on his back,” Maheris said, with a grin and snapped down his visor.
Black leaped to meet bay and it seemed to Olivier that the whole world held its breath. All he could hear was the beat of hooves, the creak of harness then the raucous whoop of a thousand voices as the rider of the bay, as Maheris promised, tumbled into the muddy grass.
Olivier ran to catch the fleeing bay horse, saw its owner helped to his feet, saw Maheris approach and exchange a word or two. Then his master returned to him, Ira totting proudly and barely breathing hard.
“Sir Ivo Aylmer,” Maheris said when he reached Olivier. “And he will live to fight another day but he needs to improve his seat. One good fart would have blown him out of the saddle.”

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Posted on behalf of Zathyn Priest:

The Scarlet Letter Magazine is looking for guest Blog posts from authors and readers who attended GRL in New Mexico this year. What did you get up too while you were there? Did it meet your expectations? Would you go again? What did you love about it and what did you dislike? We want to know your personal experiences!

We’re also interested in hearing from people who didn’t attend GRL this year but would like to attend in the future. What is your main reason for going? What would you like to get out of the experience? Let us know what you think, we’d love your opinion.

Send your guest blog post to: zathynpriestscarletletter@gmail.com

Authors: Include your bio, website links, and you may also include cover art for one book, the blurb, and purchase links.

We are always looking for guest blogs and articles. If you’d like to send something that is not related to GRL, please send it on. Topic is open but must be related to GLBT fiction or GLBT issues.

Deadline: 18th November 2012

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I was tagged by Dianne Hartsock to do this meme – the idea being that one answers questions about ones WIP then requests 4 other people to do it. It was supposed to be posted yesterday but I sort of lost a day – that happens when you’re old. 🙂

Anyhow – here it is:

Next Big Thing

What is the title of the book you’re currently working on?

“On A Lee Shore”

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I’m a teensy bit ashamed of myself this evening. I had to take a big mirror down, ready for the chimney sweep  to vacuum out the log burner, and propped it up safely behind the log basket.

Wilfred crept across to the basket to steal a stick to chew and was horrified to see this HUGE black puppy stealing a stick on the other side of it.  It too spat the stick out and it too barked hysterically then ran away.

He’s scared to go near it now and is very puzzled why I’m snickering.

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I remembered to sign up this week! And since Nanowrimo probably isn’t going to happen Chez Elin, due to all kinds of annoying outside influences, I hope to be a bit better at commenting to other folks posts than I was last week. I read quite a lot but – well, silent appreciation isn’t nearly as good as a “hi well done” under the post, is it.

Anyhow, Six Sentence Sunday! The usual drill. Sex sentences taken from a WIP. Click this link to see masses of others, usually close to 200, in genres varying from gritty dystopian si-fi to YA inspirational and back via masses and masses of het erotica.

Since I am still editing On A Lee Shore [I’ve spent the last 4 days trying, and failing, to write a sex scene *facepalm*] you’re getting a random bit from that.

The pirate sloop Africa is under fire from a naval vessel.

“Bracketed, par Dieu,” Valliere whispered and he and Kit ducked down behind the transom as another gun spoke. Africa lurched, her boom swinging. There were screams. Kit looked up as Valliere leaped to his feet and ran forward. MacGregor, the big Scot, flopped like a fish, hands holding a bloody mess where his guts had been, until blood burst from his mouth and he fell back and stilled. A section of rigging where he had been standing hung in a hopeless tangle.

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Normally in November I would be shut away in one of the bedrooms, hammering away at a keyboard to try to keep up with Nanowrimo, but this year I have decided to be a Nano rebel. Instead of writing a novel I am editing one and I’ll make a start on my Nanowrimo attempt when that’s done.

The log baskets are full, there’s a casserole in the oven, the pup is asleep on the hearth rug and the cat is dozing on top of the fire. Yes, on top of it.

 She feels safe up there. Wilf can’t reach her.

I have tea, a box of fudge, and my laptop and I’m snip snip snipping odd words here and there.

It’s odd to see how my word use changed during the 18 months it took me to write the novel. I’m taking out far less half way in, than I was at the beginning. I think as I got into my stride with it I grew to trust myself a bit more and didn’t feel the need to repeat things incase I hadn’t made myself sufficiently clear the first time.

Soon I’ll have to add a couple of extra scenes and for that I’ll need to shut myself away but for now I’m warm and comfortable and the job is sort of fun.

What’s your favourite winter place?

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Beth!! You won my bit of the Howloween Blog Hop and a gift card is on its way to you, you lucky lady. Have fun spending it!

Trinity College Library – ours isn’t like this.

In other news: angst at work as we try to move the library – and we all know how much books en masse weigh, don’t we darlings? – from one end of the museum to the other, the journey comprising 3 sets of straight stairs and one lethal cast iron spiral staircase that is murder on the knees! I have been pleading age and infirmity to get out of doing it but now the boxes of books are in the new room I’ve no real excuse to get out of shelving them. Not that I want to – our library is a wonderful thing.

Of course, with everything boxed up, this is the time for people to ring up and ask if they can see our copy of “Patterns of Neolithic Settlement in the Eastern Black Mountains”.  Sadly, “Sorry, pal, no can do,” is the only possible response.

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I‘m annoyed about forgetting to sign up for Six Sunday this week because next week it will be November and if I have any time I’ll probably be Nanowrimoing rather than reading friends Sixes. 😦 I’ll do my best but I don’t know how it’ll go. However I’ll have a hop around later today to see how my mates are getting on.

Meantime I have a blog hop here where in return for a comment with an email address you could win a $10 gift card. I find blog hops interesting – the same few readers comment each time, comment to every post, no matter whether the poster writes romance, action, M/M, erotica or whatever. I think that’s nice. I enjoy reading a large range of fiction and I think it’s possible to target your marketing a bit too narrowly.

Speaking of which – I have the first round of edits back for On A Lee Shore, my novel about honour, passion and robbery on the high seas. I’m going to have to work out how best to market an action adventure novel with a bit of gay romance, some humour and loads of pirating. Maybe I should just hand out pieces of eight? No idea yet when it’s actually going to be published but I’m going to post an unedited excerpt below the cut in celebration of the fact that it’ll be published sometime. 🙂

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 So Halloween – love it or hate it, at this time of year it’s impossible to ignore it. Suddenly the internet is awash with images of pumpkins and people in costume and excuses for parties and frivolity. 🙂

Like this blog hop, where, by following this link:  

http://thebloghopspot.com/event-page/

… you get access to masses of author’s blogs, each one offering a giveaway and celebrating the holiday.

My own giveaway is a $10 gift card – just comment with your favourite Halloween costume, and don’t forget to add your email addy. I’ll pick a winner on 30th.

This fascination with Halloween seems a bit strange to me. I come from an area of the UK where Halloween has always been a quiet and private affair. There were parties sometimes, usually children’s fancy dress parties, with bobbing for apples and cake and jelly, or adult fancy dress parties with copious amounts of beer, but it wasn’t the huge holiday that is celebrated in the US.

I suppose that this maybe because the holiday came about in different ways. In the US trick or treating stems from the strong late 19th century tradition of  ‘guising’, when children would go from house to house in elaborate costume begging for a penny, or food. In England if there ever had been such a tradition it was transferred to early November and Guy Fawkes Night, where children would make a n effigy, dress it and drag it round the streets asking people for “a penny for the Guy” in a macabre re-enactment of how Guy Fawkes, failed terrorist and/or political martyr, was treated before execution. In a poor society one can’t afford two major festivals in a week so Halloween lessened in importance.

Now that burning people in effigy is considered politically incorrect and household firework displays are too expensive, Halloween is becoming more popular again and very much along American lines. It doesn’t work as well – it’s very difficult to skip from house to house dressed as a fairy when it’ s sleeting and most of the neighbours are baffled by what’s going on – so tends to end up as a party in someone’s house. Sometimes they bob for apples, but I think it’s far funnier to get them to bob for white marshmallows in a bowl of flour, as long as you don’t mind the mess.

Good luck with the blog hop  and if you comment don’t forget your email addy 🙂

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