Join me in Philly August 12 & 13

An Evening of Gay Men’s Romance at Giovanni’s Room

Join myself and other MLR Press authors at Giovanni’s Room for an up close and personal book signing featuring the award winning authors of some of the best in contemporary gay fiction.  The evening will include readings by: Victor Banis, Ally Blue, James Buchanan, Z.A. Maxfield, William Neale, and Rick R. Reed. Selections from their current releases will showcase a variety of heat, from sweet romance to scorching erotica, and genre ranging from horror through mystery, BDSM, humor and more. 

Giovanni’s Room, founded in 1973, is the oldest gay bookstore in the US. Housed in historic buildings from the 1800s, Giovanni’s intimate setting and comfortable ambiance allows readers and authors to connect one-on-one, providing a unique experience. Attendees can mingle with their favorite author or discover new books and authors.

Owned by best-selling, award-winning author Laura Baumbach, MLR Press offers the highest quality stories to readers of gay fiction and erotic romance. MLR Press titles include multiple award-winning and Lambda nominated books such as the Donald Strachey Mystery Series by Richard Stevenson and The Golden Age of Gay Fiction edited by Drewey Wayne Gunn, a Benjamin Franklin Award winner. Books from MLR Press take readers on amazing adventures through the creative minds of a small, select group of bright, uniquely talented authors and artists.

Friday, August 12, 2011
5:30 to 7:00 pm
Giovanni’s Room
345 S. 12th Street, Philadelphia, PA

Also attending and signing books: Laura Baumbach, Kimberly Gardner, Ethan Day, Jet Mykles, Diana DeRicci, Taylor Donovan, Liz Strange, DH Star, David Juhren, and Karenna Colcroft.
 
If you can't make it there, I'll also be doing the Book Signing at Author's After Dark, Saturday, August 13, 2011, 2:00pm - 5:00pm
Doubletree Hotel, Philadelphia PA

Join 116 + authors for three hours of awesome books and merriment! The booksigning is free to the public (Ormandy Ballroom). Please see our website for the full list of attending authors!
 

The Annual LRC Awards on Now

Voting for the LRC's "Best of 2009" Awards begins on FEBRUARY 15th and ends on FEBRUARY 22nd.

I’m up for three and other’s here are up as well!

Best Sci Fi/Futuristic Book:

The Edge of Desperation (Jason Edding and James Buchanan-MLR)

 

Best GBLT author 2009

James Buchanan

 

Best Mystery/Suspense 2009

Personal Demons (James Buchanan-MLR)

 

To vote:
Email  dawn_roberto AT yahoo DOT com with "LRC's "BEST OF 2009" Awards" in subject. If this is not in the subject it will not be counted. You are to vote from the nominee list on your pick. The list will be up in our loop files under "LRC Best of award nominees 2009".

All entries are to be in by 2/23/2010. Any entries received after that will NOT be counted and automatically deleted.

Here’s an Excerpt from Personal Demons

Excerpt:

Hours later, Chase stared at the drink in his hand. Maybe this was just a bad idea. He’d been in the City of Angels for four hours, tops, and he hadn’t even talked to anyone yet. Well, during dinner, he’d chatted it up with a waiter who looked way too young to be serving drinks. The kid recommended the bar Chase leaned on now. Relaxed, trendy — but not — and way crowded; Silverlake’s low-key answer to West Hollywood’s forced urban hip.

Nude women stared vacantly off red and gold walls. Chase figured he should have specified somewhere more overtly gay and less just gay-friendly when asking for recommends. People, of all orientations and ages, lounged on Moroccan-styled couches along the wall. Maybe he would have had better odds on a weekend, Chase mused into the amber liquid swirling in his glass.

“Wow.” A voice at his shoulder jerked Chase’s attention from his self-pity.

He looked up into a bright smile and warm skin. “What?” Damn, the guy was good looking. Not in that stunning movie star kinda way, but with a pleasant face, easy body language and dark eyes. A choker of red and white beads flashed at the open collar of his white shirt. Both colors set off the man’s caramel skin.

Another smile flashed as the guy tapped Chase’s tumbler. “You managed to get a drink.” He laughed and the sound traveled straight down Chase’s spine to his hips. “Takes an act of congress to get service here.”

“Oh,” Chase’s face felt strange. Then he realized it was from an ear-splitting grin. Shit, if that didn’t come off as desperate, Chase would eat his badge. He coughed and raised his glass to his lips in a badly concealed effort to mask the smile. “I laid the money down before I ordered.”

The guy slid onto the stool next to Chase. “Explains it then.” He leaned in and drummed his fingers on the bar. “My name’s Enrique, I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”

Enrique’s hip pressed against Chase’s thigh. When Enrique shifted, a hard bulge rubbed Chase through his jeans. Okay, Chase mused, so maybe the waiter had been on the money about the place. “I would be surprised if you had,” Chase nudged back a little, letting Enrique know he felt it, “Just in town for business.”

“What kind of business?” The question came loaded. Chase wasn’t sure with exactly what. A strange wariness seemed to lurk under the words. For a moment, Chase toyed with a few implausible explanations and then figured he just didn’t care. Because the hand that dropped down onto his thigh wasn’t wary in the least. Easy, light, Enrique traced the inseam of Chase’s jeans with his fingers.

Refusing to elaborate, Chase muttered, “Just business,” as he knocked back his drink. Chase shrugged and spread his legs a little wider.

“Really,” Enrique moved in closer, “I thought it might be scoping twenty-somethings out looking for their sugar daddies.” The faded edge of cologne threaded under the scent of guy in a hot, crowded bar.

Chase snorted. A sense of humor, he liked that. Not that it was a requirement, but it made it nice, friendly. “The problem with twenty-somethings is they’re twenty-something.” He slid his arm around Enrique to cup a nicely toned ass through expensive slacks.

Damn, if Enrique moved any closer, he’d end up on Chase’s lap. “How ‘bout a thirty-something then?”

“You’re, ah, pretty direct there.” Chase teased. Actually, for a bar pickup, Enrique was beating about the bush a lot. Half the time a nod, a smile and a jerk of the chin arranged everything.

Enrique leaned in and laughed in his ear. “No, pretty direct is, do you wanna fuck?”

He squeezed Enrique’s butt. “Is that an offer?” Felt good.

No laughter this time. Enrique hissed, “Want it to be?”

“Yeah.” Chase stood.

“Then it’s an offer.”

Weekend Smut Bunnies

Wow, I've actually prepared a post in advance. Go me. And this one is not complete randomness...but randomness with pictures.

So this past weekend I spent up in the bay area. Met a bunch of awsome people, had a lot of fun.

First off, YaoiCon. This is the convention for Yaoi and M/M romance does well there. Sold lots of books. Saw lots of guys … well, see for yourself. It's fun and insane. We did a panel on where to find M/M romance that readers of Yaoi would enjoy. I bought naughty art by a guy named Brian C. Mitchell (http://www.roughcanvas.com/) the human torch with a flaming cock…yah baby. "Heat Wave" and "Hard as Adamantium" you can find them under Artwork in the fan gallery.

Bishi auctions and dances and more cosplay than you can shake a stick at. Really, it's a fun con and run well. I managed to not over buy.

Then Sunday, we took off for Folsom Street Fair. Want to know what to do for a kick. Head to an erotic leather even with 4 erotic authors and the poor reviewer we hijacked for her car. BWHAHAHAHA. The pictures speak for themselves. And these are the NC17 ones. There's better by far roaming around. You can bet this is showing up in my stories.

And I did actually hear someone say "ass-less chaps." Almost smacked them. A random guy owned by a nice Bear asked if I thought he should wear a kilt or a straight jacket...both, in matching canvas for durablity or leather for fun. Got flashed by the Goth boi in a kilt. Yum. Peircings and tats abounded. Gals with their tits hanging out. More importantly, guys with thier junk hanging out. Santa Bear flogging passers by.

Public spankings, whacking off in the street, blowjobs: its all there in one great spectical. There is so much going on it's not possible to process it all. Ran into a gentleman selling corsets who'd been at YaoiCon the previous day. We all felt much more sane on Folsom.

Went over to Castro for a drink (which we never got, btw) and I convinced JL Langely to buy The Man Who Fell In Love With the Moon. Someday, I'll get around to writing a review of that. Standing out in front of the "toy" store got my butt grabbed by one of a really cute couple.

Great weekend. I'm still recovering.

And I must go back next year!