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Hello, Snippetteers! — seems like I’m always apologizing for being away. But at least this time I’ve finally got a handle on my Executive Function Disorder (I think) and am almost done with STONE COLD! So here’s a bit from the last chapter (still an Epilogue to go, but I’m almost done with the main story, at least…) POV character is Maelduin, who has just finished good-naturedly complaining about the difficulty of removing Terry’s clothes while lying on top of him, and while Terry is doing his bit to be terribly distracting. And Terry is the only one who’s actually speaking. (Seven sentences, again, alas — hoping I get a pass for having been gone so long! *winks*)

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No, that was not an innocent smile. “You think you’ve got problems? I may be the first man ever circumcised by the zipper of his own jeans.”

The flood of images touched off by Terry’s unfamiliar words took Maelduin several seconds to process; the processing left him no less confused than he had been, and slightly appalled. Terry’s laughter — at his expression, no doubt — recalled his attention to what he was supposed to be doing, and also begged for a kiss, which he was happy to provide.

“I suspect we’re not going to get me out of anything with you still lying on me.”

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And a couple of links, to round out the experience:

Rainbow Snippets, your (endlessly patient) Facebook home for all manner of things LGBTQIA+ — https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And my page on QueeRomance Ink — not a sales site, but an LGBTQIA+ romance database searchable by book, author, genre, trope, heat level, and much more — https://www.queeromanceink.com/?s=Rory+Ni+Coileain&search_type=book_search

See you soon!

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Hey, Snippetteers! — seems like I’m always apologizing for absences lately, but this apology is a little different, because I finally know what’s going on with me. I have a diagnosis of adult onset Attention Deficit Disorder, and I won’t bore you with everything that that implies (I’m going to try to write a regular blog post later to do that!) but the short form version is that since November I’ve been really, really lucky to write 100 words or so a night. But I’m on meds for it now, and starting to do better. So here’s a Snippet for y’all, and just for fun I’m not going to tell you ANYTHING about what’s going on. Other than that Maelduin’s the POV character. Yes, I’m evil.

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He dropped to his knees beside Terry, brushing ice crystals from his face, shivering with the intensity of his relief as one wisp of breath and then another curled from between Terry’s lips to be caught and whirled away by the wind. And the ice melted where his fingers traced; gently he stroked Terry’s eyelids, his mouth.

Eyelids fluttered, then closed. “Too cold.” Only a Fae could have heard Terry’s whisper. “Le’ me sleep.”

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And, as usual, a couple of links for you!

Rainbow Snippets, your Facebook home for all kinds of LGBTQIA+ goodies — https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And my page at QueeRomance Ink, where you can find buy links for everything I’ve got going on right now (and whole lot of other great LGBTQIA+ romance into the bargain!) — https://www.queeromanceink.com/?s=Rory+Ni+Coileain

Hello, Snippetteers! It’s the middle of a crazy weekend — I help run a two-day party here in the Twin Cities, for four or five thousand people, on St. Patrick’s Day and the closest Sunday to it. And today I had to get my taxes done. *shudder* But now I’m coming up for air, and I have seven (oops) sentences from STONE COLD for you. The speaker is Terry, who’s trapped with Coinneach in a ward that’s been put up around a wellspring. Coinneach is a Gille Dubh, a member of a race that hates the Fae (and has good reason to); there’s a truce between the two races right now, but Coinneach suspects the Fae have already broken it, and is trying to get evidence out of Terry, basically by trying to convince Terry that Maelduin, his Fae SoulShare, is lying to him, conning him, in an attempt to get back the half of his soul Terry has. And Terry’s kind of predisposed to believe Coinneach, because Terry has a really terrible track record when it comes to love — it’s not all that hard to convince him that he’s just made one more bad choice in a long line of bad choices.

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I’d rather be right than take a chance on being happy.
When had he decided to live like that?
He hadn’t. He’d never made that decision. He’d simply let one acceptance of ‘the way things were,’ one way of coping with a hurt, slide into another, until the acceptance had become his reality.
Maelduin offered him magick, maybe more.
If he could take the chance.

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A couple of links for you —

Rainbow Snippets, your Facebook home for more LGBTQIA+ yummy goodness: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/
And my author page on QueeRomance Ink, a new searchable site with buy links, for romance all over the rainbow: http://ow.ly/2f0t30a2KEs

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Hello, Snippetteers! — I’m on a temporary writing hiatus, probably till the end of January, so I won’t be putting up brand-spanking new (hee hee) material for a while. But I have eight novels’ worth of source material, so hopefully y’all won’t get bored over the next few weeks! This snippet, from STONE COLD, takes place immediately after Terry, the human MC, following Maelduin’s directions, steps into a wellspring — a circle of magickal energy with its source in the Fae Realm.

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“What the hell?”

The floor tilted and swooped under Terry. Except that it did no such thing — his inner ear assured him he was on solid ground. The rest of his body, though, totally ignored his inner ear, because it was convinced he was on a tumbling satellite being piloted by a drunk. He dropped to his knees, bent forward until his forehead touched the floor, covered his head with his forearms, scrunched his eyes closed. Anything not to fall off the floor; anything not to have to look at the distorted nothingness that had surrounded him in the instant before he shut it out.

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As always, a few links:

Rainbow Snippets, your home on Facebook for all kinds of LGBTQIA+ goodies — https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

My Amazon page, should you decide you want more of the Fae — http://ow.ly/pA3P307Mzow

And, should you prefer not to shop the ‘Zon, here’s my page on my publisher’s Web site — http://ow.ly/dukn307MzuI

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Hello, Snippetteers! — you can see why this is a little late, I’ve been in cryogenic suspension and it’s taken me just a little while to thaw out. (Seriously, if I’m going to live where the air hurts my face, I’d better be getting SOME benefit out of it!)

I’m attaching pretty much the hottest-off-the-presses excerpt I have — I’ve been snowed and frozen in all day, so I’ve been spending my time writing, and as of this moment there are only two sentences beyond this point in the WIP. And for once, it’s actually six sentences — and, really, needs no introduction.

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Fae were naturally immune to human diseases, but it hadn’t taken Conall long, after his arrival in the human world, to learn that he was as prone as any human to tension headaches. And he could feel a dandy coming on. Yet another wellspring had emerged within shouting distance of the great nexus. His partner’s ex-boyfriend was trapped in it, and Conall would eat someone else’s shorts, since he never wore any himself, if the trap had been laid by anyone other than the incredibly touchy daragin and Gille Dubh. And then there was the problem of Tiernan Guaire’s newly-arrived long-lost nephew, who claimed a SoulShare bond with said ex, not to mention the right to blood vengeance for the crime that had originally gotten Tiernan thrown out of the Realm.

At least there’s nothing left to go wrong.

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And your links for the week —

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, your home for all things LGBTQIA+: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And my Amazon page, for all the Fae, oboroten’, fading Shakespearean actors, and science fiction, all under one roof: http://ow.ly/KcyG307ebKp

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Hello, Snippetteers! — this Snippet needs a little bit of setup, but I don’t want to give too much away, either. (Not to mention that it always feels a little bit like cheating, to spend a whole paragraph setting up my six (well, seven) sentences…) Basically, Terry (the POV character here) has just disappeared from reality as everyone else currently in the story recognizes it, after going along with Maelduin’s request that he step into a mysterious circle of light and try to sense the magick in it. From his perspective, he’s inside a blurry, shifting cylinder of light, unable to get out, or even to make himself heard outside the cylinder. And it’s just occurred to him that maybe this was exactly what Maelduin (who had just revealed himself to be a Fae) intended all along.

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He wouldn’t do this on purpose. He wouldn’t.

There was no reason for that to be true, of course. People did shit to one another all the time. He’d dumped Josh for a fast talker with a practiced smile, a platinum AmEx, and the social skills of a Tasmanian devil with mange. And Bryce had, in turn, put him out on the street with nothing but a suitcase. The last seven or eight years of Terry’s life had been a case study in the care and feeding of bad decisions.

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And finally, a couple of links —

Rainbow Snippets, your home on Facebook for this and many other LGBTQIA+ goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And as close as I have to a Christmas story — WOLF, BECOMING — which grew out of a Dreamspinner Advent Calendar story a couple of years ago and still has a touch of Christmas at its heart: http://ow.ly/3mVg3070reF

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Good morning, Snippetteers! I haven’t been able to write a lot this week, because family, but I do have a bit here from Maelduin and Terry. Maelduin is trying to convince a magick-oblivious Terry that the two of them are magickally bonded. So, at great personal cost (remember, Maelduin is totally phobic about the subway, or any enclosed form of transportation), he’s taken Terry back to the construction site where they first met, to see if he can feel the wellspring of magick that’s appeared following Maelduin’s transition from the Realm. (Seven sentences again, sorry — we really need to add another stripe to the rainbow flag…)

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“Do you feel it?”

Terry followed Maelduin’s clear blue gaze, his pointing finger, down toward his feet. Light pooled there, the way so many spotlights had surrounded him in the past.

Only… there were no spotlights here in this half-built shell of a dance studio.

And this light was coming from underneath the floor.

Terry’s feet tingled.

“What the hell…?”

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And a couple of links —

Rainbow Snippets, your Facebook home for LGBTQIA+ goodies of all kinds: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And my Amazon page, so you can get caught up on the whole saga of the Fae of Purgatory: http://ow.ly/KdNR306Mhj2

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(Rhoann Callte, from UNDERTOW. You’re welcome. *winks*)

Good afternoon, Snippetteers! — today’s snippet is as hot off the presses as it gets, as it’s part of last night’s writing (which means it’s actually part of early this morning’s writing, because that’s how I roll…) What follows is part of Terry’s rumination, as he and Maelduin finish up their amazing Thai carry-out dinner, about what’s about to happen next. At least, as far as Terry’s planned things out. But I would urge you, gentle reader, to remember…

The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley….

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The stunning blond had spent most of dinner finding new ways to be impossibly perfect while making awkward small talk over curried scallops. Small talk which was going to get him nowhere, in the end, because Terry’s mind was made up. Yes, he was attracted to Maelduin. He’d have to be dead not to be — if Terry crossed his eyes just a little, Maelduin looked a whole lot like Tiernan Guaire, the landlord of Raging Art-On and Terry’s new dance studio, and one of the most stunning men Terry had ever met. But really, the simple fact of his attraction alone was more than enough reason for Terry to show Maelduin the door. Because Terry had the world’s worst taste in, and luck with, men. If he, Terry, felt anything for a guy, that feeling was surely fucked up, and enough reason by itself to call for the hook.

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And a couple of links for y’all —

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, your home for much more wonderful LGBTQIA+ snippets, fresh every weekend: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And just for fun, my two books I’ve entered in the RITA Awards (kind of like the Oscars, for romance novels) —

WOLF, BECOMING http://ow.ly/LpID305T7Uy

UNDERTOW (SoulShares #7) http://ow.ly/DKze305T7Y5

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Hello, Snippetteers! — sorry for the week away, I was at GRL (GayRomLit Retreat) in Kansas City, Missouri, having the time of my life, seeing old friends and making soooooo many new ones! (And being able to say things like ‘I’ll meet you for dinner in a few minutes, I just have to go give Edmond and Anne my cock.’) Already looking forward to next year, needless to say.

This week’s Snippet involves Terry and Maelduin, again. Quick setup: Terry has just told Maelduin that he, Maelduin, isn’t following the rules that govern one-night stands. Maelduin, needless to say, has less than no idea what those rules are, and could not possibly care less. Oh, and they first met inside Terry’s dance studio, still under construction (with things like concrete rakes lying around where clumsy Fae could step on them) and locked from the inside. Terry speaks first. And… seven sentences. Forgive me?

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“I suppose I should have guessed you don’t give a damn about rules. After all, we met while you were breaking and entering.”

“Breaking, yes.” Maelduin could not help wincing at the memory of the long-handled implement, and the crunch as it had impacted his nose. And the blood. Noses always bled copiously, so he had learned. “The entering came later.”

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And a few links —

Rainbow Snippets, your Facebook home for more LGBTQIA+ goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And tomorrow and Monday (October 30-31), all the SoulShares will be available on ARe for a 50 percent rebate! — NOT a sale, you buy the book at full price, and get a credit for 50 percent of the value. Which means, let’s see, you can buy four SoulShares, then use the rebate credit to buy two more… or five, then use the rebate credit to get the other two and something else nummy…. oh, well, there’s a reason I’m a lawyer and not an accountant! — http://ow.ly/Mggr305FaSv

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Good morning, Snippetteers! — this week’s Snippet is going to have to do double duty, I’m afraid, since I’m going to be away at GRL next weekend. But here’s a bit from STONE COLD, in which Terry has just arrived home after a long day at the tattoo parlor, and after spotting his most recent ex canoodling on a park bench with his ex’s new boyfriend. (Bryce Newhouse and Lasair Faol, from BLOWING SMOKE, for those of you keeping score at home.) The two of them are in the kitchen, Terry having just brought home Thai food from his favorite take-out restaurant.

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Terry shook his head and looked away, leaning against the counter and staring at the gray stone between the heels of his hands. “Would you quit being so fucking perfect?”

Maelduin had hoped for something that would make him feel less confused, rather than more. “If I am perfect, why would you want me to be less so?”

Terry had beautiful eyes, even when he was regarding Maelduin with an easy-to-read you make as much sense as an inebriated Sibyl expression. “Because then your leaving wouldn’t suck quite so badly.”

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And a few links to tide you over for the next couple of weeks *winks*

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, your home for other LGBTQIA+ goodies — https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

My Amazon author page, where you can find ALL the SoulShares, plus WOLF, BECOMING, A SUMMER’S DAY, the German edition of HARD AS STONE, and both Queer Sci Fi flash fiction anthologies — http://ow.ly/YNcc305dcJn