Until a chance meeting with a hipster on a bus makes him reconsider. Obie is happy, open-hearted, and warm; what’s more, he gets his kicks being physically dominated, spanked, and teased until he’s begging. It would be perfect, except for one thing: Emerson isn’t made for happiness, and he doesn’t see how a guy like Obie would settle for a cynic like him.
But as far as Obie’s concerned, the only thing keeping them apart is Emerson. Can Emerson handle a boyfriend who’s more invested in his future than he is? Emerson’s barely convinced he has a future. But when Obie’s smiling at him, anything seems possible.
Real Deets | Guest post from Author Kris Ripper...
Some of my absolutely favorite moments in fiction—the
ones that stick with me forever—are the silliest, or the most mundane. Much
like situational comedy, one of the irresistible temptations of fiction writing
is to incorporate sort of…meaningless moments into stories, to deepen
characters, to progress the plot, or just for fun.
The reason I find these moments resonant is because
they happen all the time in real life. The most successful cold open to any
crime show on television is a depiction of a relatable character. Who that is
will be different for everyone (and let’s be clear; on TV the vast majority of
cold open victims are pretty young white women), but if you see yourself in a
character, you’re far more likely to read that book or watch that show.
I don’t write a lot of things that are based on actual
events. None of my books are autobiographical, but I do, from time to time,
have fun adding little bits in here and there.
So this one time, on Facebook… (And yes, points to you
if you just heard that in Alyson Hannigan’s voice.)
Social media doesn’t come easily to me. I’d love to be
one of those folks whose anxiety about interacting with humans was limited to
only the humans I’m in a physical location with, but unfortunately I get
heart-poundingly, palm-sweatingly anxious online, too. I joined, somewhat
against my instincts, a Facebook group called Hassell and Hall, run by a couple
of scribblers (who are also, not coincidentally, called Hassell and Hall).
“Facebook group!” I scoffed to myself. “I don’t even
like groups! What, talking to people? DISTINCTLY UNLIKELY.”
So, you know, I lurked. You understand. I lurked along
the fringes, never posting, very occasionally risking a drafted/revised/proofed
comment, and I only posted maybe two percent of the comments I initially
drafted.
And then there was this day. And this video. No. This one. This totally random video, which had nothing at all
to do with anything, that was Sir Ian McKellan. Making eggs.
Some of you right now are scratching your heads,
wondering if you’re thinking of the right Sir Ian McKellan. You are. You so
are.
The rest of you are going, “Aw, hell yes! I love that video! I’m gonna quit reading
this blog right now and go watch it again!”
No, wait! Wait, don’t do that. Open it in a tab and
watch it when we’re done here. (Obviously.)
In a group full of people who could basically spend
all day talking about books (and sometimes we do), this was the thing that
broke the ice for me. Ian McKellan. Making eggs.
I couldn’t resist posting a comment. And watching the
video again. (He covers proper toast treatment as well.) I spent a few hours
going back and forth with humans on a screen, all of us delighted and mystified
by the existence of such a video, driven to brainstorming the rest of the
series. Sir Ian Makes Everything! There could be special holiday episodes!
They’d all be under ten minutes! Sir Ian cookbooks! Sir Ian fan art!
After that day, I found it much easier to post things,
much easier to comment and reply to people. I owe what scant comfort in online
social spaces I can claim to Sir Ian McKellan. And his eggs.
Is it any wonder that when I needed a moment in Gays of Our Lives to align a few characters
who had no reason to be aligned, I thought of that clip again? I hereby
officially dedicate that scene in the kitchen of the farmhouse with Emerson,
Obie, and Mildred watching Sir Ian make eggs to the astounding community of
Hassell and Hall, who have no idea how very much they freaked me the hell out
in the beginning. Thanks for being lovely, lads! We should totally watch Sir
Ian make eggs again soon.
Have you ever had a real life ice breaker totally
change your perspective on other people? Not, like, a manufactured “let us now
do awkward ice breakers that make everyone want to hide under their beds”, but
an actual moment in the world that made you feel like you were really a part of
something? Tell us!
Kris
Ripper lives in the great state of California and hails from the San Francisco
Bay Area. Kris shares a converted garage with a toddler, can do two pull-ups in
a row, and can write backwards. (No, really.) Kris is genderqueer and prefers
the z-based pronouns because they’re freaking sweet. Ze has been writing
fiction since ze learned how to write, and boring zir stuffed animals with
stories long before that.
Connect
with Kris:
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Webiste: krisripper.com
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Facebook: www.facebook.com/kris.ripper
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Twitter: twitter.com/SmutTasticKris
(for more info on the Author and the series)
To celebrate
the release of Gays of Our Lives, Kris
is giving away your choice of ebook from zir backlist. (Any release from Kris
Ripper prior to Gays of Our Lives.)
Leave a comment with your contact info to enter the contest. Entries close at
midnight, Eastern time, on July 16, 2016. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S.
entries. Thanks for following the tour, and don’t forget to leave
your contact info!
NOTE: Don't forget that EVERY comment left on every post here at TTC Books and more will be entered into a monthly comment giveaway!
I'm drawing a blank on the ice breaker bit. I know I've met some people that there just isn't an awkward moment, well at least it didn't seem to me.
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I retired from teaching and felt that way occasionally when helping a student really understand a concept.
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loved the blog post today and book sounds great
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I have no idea where I found the courage to join H&H, but when I got there, I jumped in head first with Two Truths and a Lie, and my life has never been the same since. Truly, I find myself a changed person. Also, I love you, Ripper. You talented, delightful b*stard. You make me smile every day.
ReplyDeleteI love the story of how you connected with Group, and am SO VERY glad you did! Also, I've read the Sir Ian snippet & it rocks. Gays of Our Lives is next up on the TBR!
ReplyDeleteI don't know about the ice breaker bit, but I do like it when the really intellectual and the really silly converge!
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I'll admit I lurked around on the first group site I ever visited, women over 30 who all had an interest in Twilight. We were from all over the world, but became "sisters." I have no idea what my first comment was,I'm ut I'm glad I finally worked up the courage to do so. Even today, I'm a lurker on Facebook and Twitter.
ReplyDeleteI love everything I've heard about this book. On one blog you talked about visiting your webpage, so of course I had to jump over there. Love the video welcome, it's different and refreshing. Congrats on the release, I'm looking forward to picking it up. Thanks for a chance in the giveaway.
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I think there was a time when I was still in the military & I was in the base club & a guy came up to me & asked me if I remembered casting his footprints. How can you be awkward with someone after you'd touched his feet?
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