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Valley of the Dudes FREE Gay Excerpt; Drag Queen Ghostbusters Parody; George Takei Welcomes Gay Characters On Star Trek

Valley of the Dudes FREE Gay Excerpt

I haven’t done a free excerpt in a while, so it’s long overdue. I stopped because life was getting really busy and there was only so much time to fulfill work obligations and family obligations. But things have calmed down lately with the family obligations.

Here’s the blurb and I’ve posted the excerpt below at the bottom of this post.

I’ll post a new introduction to the book that explains more about it (and why I wrote it) tomorrow. And, I’ll put up links as soon as I get them. I don’t have them all yet.

Side note: this is a gay erotic romance parody.

This is the story of several talented young gay men, of their fight for recognition, and of the unexpected price they will pay for getting the fame they so desperately crave. Their lives are charmed in many ways, the secrets they keep hidden rule them, the sex never seems to end, and the gay lives they lead appear magical on the surface. However, beneath all the orgasms and glamour, are the addictions to alcohol, pills, and substances that help them survive in this jungle of ecstasy and fortune…the “Dudes” of the stars. They are the real secrets to success and exploitation and survival in the Valley of the Dudes.

Drag Queen Ghostbusters Parody

Speaking of gay parody…a huge part of gay culture that straight people don’t always understand, or want to understand…this looks like fun. And why not? They’ve been parodying us for years, especially in Hollywood. And it works. 

When there’s something strange in the neighborhood, who you gonna call? Jackie Beat, Lady Red Couture, Bianca Del Rio and Sherry Vine, of course!

The new Ghostbusters movie has been on everyone’s lips for weeks, so what better time than now to release a hilarious drag queen parody? Then, to add a cherry on top of it all, the video guest features RuPaul‘s Drag Race fan favorite Alyssa Edwards.

You can check the video out here.

George Takei Welcomes Gay Characters On Star Trek

In all fairness, I thought it was important to post this about George Takei as a follow up to other stories I’ve posted this week. He’s not okay with Star Trek making an existing character gay for artistic reasons, but he is okay with having gay characters on Star Trek. He claims that most accounts of what he said recently have been “misleading.” Of course I believe him, and I was hoping he would make a statement to clear it up.

Here it is, in part:

On the specific question of Sulu being gay, when I was first approached with the concept, I responded that I hoped instead that Gene Roddenberry’s original characters and their backgrounds would be respected. How exciting it would be instead if a new hero might be created, whose story could be fleshed out from scratch, rather than reinvented. To me, this would have been even more impactful. While I understand that we are in an alternate timeline with the new Trek movies, for me it seemed less than necessary to tinker with an existing character in order to fulfill Gene’s hope of a truly diverse Trek universe. And while I am flattered that the character of Sulu apparently was selected as an homage to me, this was never about me or what I wanted. It was about being true to Gene’s vision and storytelling.

You can read it in full here. It’s a long statement, and I think I agree with it. I was recently placed in a position with Valley of the Dudes where I was asked to change the characters, and I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t think it could be done. We compromised and we reached an agreement and I made a few changes that did work. Whenever something is complete, it’s not always a good idea to change it.

But most of all, I think Takei is spot on when he mentions that this kind of controversy makes for better sales. And they did get attention. I’m not saying it’s right or wrong, but it works.

So while I don’t think anyone will hold this against Takei for feeling the way he does about his art, I thought it was important to post his statement to clear up some of the rumors.

FREE Gay Excerpt Valley of the Dudes

You all know I only post things here on the blog that are SFW. But the book itself is an erotic romance. 

This is from Chapter One…

Rush Goodwin had lived his entire life in a small New England town. He was an only child living with his widowed mother and her spinster sister, and always dreamed of the day he would begin a new life in New York City.

He kept his wavy brown hair at a medium length and wore a thin, well-manicured layer of facial hair on purpose that looked more like five o’clock shadow than an actual beard which he trimmed daily to achieve a scruffy look on purpose. In the right light, his brown hair took on a reddish tint that grew more pronounced in the summertime. And when he wasn’t working, he often wore knitted caps on his head all year long.

He could get away with a lot: he had a handsome face, with a strong square chin, full lips,and deep brown almond-shaped eyes. Though he wasn’t extremely athletic, he had the tight,sculpted body of a young baseball player. When he walked into a crowded room, both men and women looked in his direction.

He didn’t want to move to New York because small town life was bad. Rush had been very fortunate. His mother and his Aunt Julia rarely discussed the fact that he was gay, but they’d accepted his lifestyle, quietly, without any arguments or complaints. They greeted his boyfriend,Harold, with smiles and invited him to dinner on Sundays. When Rush went away on long weekend trips with Harold, they didn’t roll their eyes and look in the other direction. But Rush was eager to experience more in life than what he’d always known. He craved these new experiences with such fortitude there were times he couldn’t sleep at night.

So one cold snowy day, not long after he’d received his law degree, he told his mother and his aunt he was moving to New York. (He’d been planning the move in his head for a while and he’d already passed the New York Bar Exam so that he could legally practice law in New York.)This happened on a Friday evening. They had just finished dinner and Rush was waiting for Harold to pick him up. Rush sat down on a footstool in front of his mother’s favorite wing chair and leaned forward. He told her he’d applied to an entertainment law firm, he’d gone on a series of interviews, and they’d offered him a job in New York. He even knew where he could sublet a small apartment; all he had to do was sign the lease. Rush said he hadn’t mentioned his plans earlier because he wasn’t sure whether or not he’d get the job. He’d just found out it was all definite that morning.

His mother stopped knitting and stared at Aunt Julia. She lowered the knitting needles to her lap and raised her eyebrows. Aunt Julia glanced back with large blue eyes as she sat in another wing chair beside a blazing fire, reading a novel she’d already read a dozen times. His mother pressed her lips together and turned her head toward Rush. “Are you absolutely certain about this?” she asked. “You already have a stable position here in Connecticut with an excellent law firm. This sounds awfully impulsive.”

Rush nodded and reached for her hands. “I’m sure. This is something I’ve always wanted to do. The only thing I’m worried about is leaving you both here alone.”

Rush had always been the man in the family. His father had been killed in a car accident when Rush was 12 years old. Since then, Rush had been the one who’d dealt with the plumber,the electrician, and the auto mechanic. The house where he’d grown up was one of those big old brick colonials, with white trim and no shutters. There were white dormers on the third floor and two wide chimneys on both ends of the house. It had been in his mother’s family for over 200years. Supposedly, the basement had been used as a shelter during the days of the Underground Railroad.

His mother took a deep breath and sighed. “We’ll be fine,” she said, nodding at her sister, raising an eyebrow. “But moving to a place like New York is a big decision.”

He smiled. “I know it is. This wasn’t an impulsive decision. I promise. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.”

“I see,” she said. “When do you leave?”

He squeezed her hands and hesitated for a moment. Her face was still tight and expressionless. “In a couple of weeks,” He said. “I’m worried about you, though.”

“Ah well,” she said, taking a quick breath, allowing her face to soften. “We’ll be just fine.” Then she tilted her head to the left and asked, “What about Harold?”

Rush knew his mother was wondering about whether or not he and Harold were moving to New York together, as a couple. Rush had been with Harold since he was a freshman in college and he’d never dated anyone else. “I haven’t told Harold about this yet.” Part of the reason he wanted to move to New York was Harold. But he didn’t mention this to his mother or his aunt. His mother frowned and gave his aunt a look. She said, “I suggest you tell him as soon as possible.”

“We’re going to the movies tonight,” Rush said. “I was planning to tell him afterwards.” He released his mother’s hands and stood up. He squared his shoulders and asked, “So you’re okay with this?”

His mother shrugged and lifted the knitting needles. As she poked the tip of one needle into a loop of red yarn, she smiled and said, “If this is what you want to do, I’m fine with it. And you’re not moving to the end of the world. You’re only moving to New York. We’ll be just fine here in Connecticut.”

Later that night, while Rush and Harold were leaving the movie theater, Rush told Harold about his plans to move to New York. The theater had been empty and the few people that had been there were bundled up and trotting toward their cars to get out of the cold. Rush’s voice was low and soft and he spoke without a hint of concern. He made his announcement while they were crossing the snowy parking lot to Harold’s car. Harold was still talking about the movie. Harold stopped walking; he faced Rush and furrowed his eyebrows. “You’re doing what?” he asked. His head went up and his strong, patrician chin jutted out.

Rush took a deep breath and stared down at his shoes. In the years they had been together, Harold had always been the one who took control, in a very passive aggressive way. He’d practically planned every moment of their lives, and Rush had let him do it. “I’m moving to New York in a couple of weeks. I have a new job with an entertainment law firm that represents celebrities and I’ll probably sublet an apartment in Chelsea.”

“Have I done something wrong?” Harold asked. His hands were still in his pockets and he was looking directly into Rush’s eyes. He was reacting like a scorned employer when his best worker quits, not like a jilted lover.

Harold had a tendency to think everything that happened between them revolved around him. “It’s not about you, Harold,” Rush said. “It’s me. I’m restless. And you know I’ve always talked about moving to New York.”

There had been many times he’d mentioned how much he wanted to leave New England and move to New York. But Harold was a dentist, and he worked in his father’s established dental practice in New Haven. Whenever Rush suggested Harold could start his own practice in New York, Harold thought he’d lost his mind. There was no way Harold was giving up a successful position to start all over again in New York City. He told Rush they could visit New York any time Rush wanted. But they weren’t moving there full time.

“I know you’ve mentioned it,” Harold said. “But I never thought you were serious about it. After all, we can go to New York whenever we want. We’re not living in Kansas.”

This was part of the problem. Harold liked being a small town boy, and he never seemed to take anything about Rush seriously. But Rush didn’t want to argue. “Don’t be mad, Harold. This isn’t about you. It’s about me. I need to do this. If I don’t, I think I’ll suffocate here. There are times I wake up in the morning to face another day and I honestly don’t think I can breathe.” Harold removed his hands from his pockets and took a step forward. He put his arm around Rush and said, “Let’s get in the car.” Then he lowered his head and nibbled on Rush’s earlobe. “I know how to make you feel better.”

This was another part of the problem. Harold was extremely good looking. He stood over six feet tall, he had the defined, muscular body of a professional athlete from competing in triathlons, and he had droopy, steel blue eyes. His hair was sandy blond and his face looked as if it had been chiseled out of stone. Though Rush and Harold were two very different people who wanted very different things in life, there was a sexual connection between them that went beyond all sense of reason.

Rush pulled away from Harold and said, “I think we should both just go home and talk about this tomorrow. My mind is made up and I’m moving to New York. I have to do this.” He wasn’t officially breaking up with Harold that night. And he wasn’t moving to New York to meet new men. His restlessness went much deeper than that. But he wasn’t sure having sex with Harold tonight was a good idea.

Harold raised an eyebrow and smiled, and then he reached for the back of Rush’s head, in the middle of the snow covered parking lot, and kissed him on the mouth. When he finally removed his tongue from Rush’s mouth, he said, “Let’s get into the car. We haven’t fooled around inside the car in a long time.”

Rush was ready to take another step back. But when Harold reached down and placed his strong hand on the small of his back, he leaned into the left side of Harold’s strong body and followed him to the car. The best part about being with conservative, dependable Harold was that they were both adamantly monogamous, so there was no need for condoms, and it was safe and familiar.

When they reached the car and Harold clicked the locks, Harold opened the back door instead of the front door and practically shoved Rush into the back seat. Harold drove a large, black Yukon; the backseat was spacious and all the windows were tinted with dark film. If anyone had been walking around in the empty parking lot, they wouldn’t have been able to see anything that was happening in the backseat.

Harold followed him into the backseat and pulled off his coat. He leaned forward and switched on the engine to get the car warm. When he sat back, he grabbed Rush’s coat, unzipped it, and pulled it off his body. Rush’s pants were already tight and his erection pointed up so far it reached the waistband. Even if having sex with Harold that night was a mistake, things had already gone too far to end it.

Unabated

Second Chance: The Complete Series; Slut Shaming Selfie Gays; Channing Tatum and Alex Pettyfer Drama

Second Chance: The Complete Series

It’s been really busy around here since September with new releases and getting indie books into print, and we even managed to find the time to combine all of the Second Chance books in the series into one box set. When I say we I mean that I do all the writing but I do have tech help, editing help, and cover design help. I don’t want to mislead anyone, because I wouldn’t be able to do all that alone. I stick mainly to the writing.

Here’s the blurb from Amazon. 

It’s rare in life that anyone gets an opportunity for a do-over, especially when life doesn’t turn out as we’d planned. The Second Chance series focuses on the fantasy of second chances and getting the opportunity to do things over again…if that’s what someone wants to do. The choice is always there. Whether or not these diverse characters will change the course of their lives and take the second chance remains to be seen. 

In the first novella of the Second Chance series, an older gay man who has lived a closeted life for ninety-two years is presented with choices one last time. Who hasn’t wondered how things might have turned out if only they’d made one or two different choices in their lives? Who hasn’t contemplated what it would be like for the chance to do things all over again a different way, if only that were possible? 

In the second bonus novella from the “Second Chance” series titled, The Littlest Christmas Tree, an unhappy man trapped in a relationship so bad he isn’t even allowed a small Christmas tree is granted a second chance to go back in time and rethink the most pivotal choice he ever made. In doing this, he becomes one of the lucky few who can alter the outcome of his entire life. 

In the third installment of the Second Chance series by Ryan Field, His Only Choice, Lance has to figure out a way to deal with the fact that his partner, Davis, of twenty years will be traveling extensively in Asia and leaving him alone for long stretches at a time. So Lance plunges into making important changes to the small brick and mortar bookshop he owns in New York’s Hudson River Valley to keep it competitive with the rising popularity in e-books. He’s also trying to deal with turning forty years old and it’s not working out well. In order to fill the lonely hours when he’s not working, Lance joins a gym and meets a very young personal trainer named Sergio who makes him feel so young and desirable again he starts lying about his age and telling Sergio he’s only thirty-five years old. 

In the fourth installment of the Second Chance series, The Sweetest Apple, there are no guarantees and Matty could wind up reliving a loveless life and repeating the same mistakes all over again. It could also take a different turn, and this time Matty could alter his course. But will he know enough to take advantage of this before it’s too late?

And here’s the link. There’s even a new cover. I also opted into KU with this one because it’s a box set and you can get it for free if you’re a member.

Slut Shaming Selfie Gays

This article (and video) actually gets more involved than the title might suggest. From the narcissistic selfies we see on Instagram to the absolute porn they put on Twitter, it’s an interesting topic that’s not explored nearly enough. I know one guy in particular (and he’s not all that young) who has literally made a career out of taking provocative selfies and they aren’t just your ordinary selfies either. This dude has photo shop down to a science. When I say career I’m not joking. As I believe it to be true, this non-stop selfie concept from people like this is done because other people allegedly enjoy these photos so much. They post their selfies to make other people happy, at least that’s what they tell themselves. That’s almost a direct quote.

In any event, the article goes much deeper than selfies.  It’s talks about how we view sexuality in general which is a topic I try to get into here every now and then.

Expressing sexuality is so deeply personal, it’s perfectly natural there are going to be a million different ways of doing it, and yes, the line between healthy and unhealthy practices can get blurry. But all we can really do is focus on our own authentic sexuality — throwing others’ under the bus gets us nowhere.

You can check out the rest and see the video here. 

Channing Tatum and Alex Pettyfer Drama

Evidently, Tatum and Pettyfer don’t get along, and, Pettyfer is talking about it openly.

And it didn’t stop there. Apparently, Pettyfer was living with a friend of Tatum’s when he allegedly had an allergic reaction to the apartment and “couldn’t breathe” there.

He moved out, but didn’t remember not paying the last month’s rent due to a death in his family.

“All of a sudden I got a very negative email from Channing — rightfully so — saying, ‘Don’t f*ck my friends. You owe money. Pay the f*cking money. Don’t be a clown.’ And I really took that the wrong way, which I shouldn’t have, and emailed him back and said, ‘I’m in a real negative headspace and can you respect me for a moment and blah, blah, blah.’ And I got hounded through this time of grieving for money.”

In Pettyfer’s defense, he seems to be taking full responsibility for his actions and you don’t see that very often. If  I had to take sides, I would be in Pettyfer’s corner because he was dealing with a death and the family and that trumps everything. Other than the fact that I cannot pronounce this guy’s name to save my life, he seems honest enough.

It also shows that a lot of these personalities we see all the time in Hollywood really don’t live the charmed lives we might imagine they do. 

You can read it in full here. The comments are brutal this time.

Leaving the Mormon Church; Fired Gay Priest No Regrets; Evan Davis Too Old For Kids

Leaving the Mormon Church

I’ve been following this on social media all week and I have to admit that I’m surprised to see so many people rebelling this way. You just don’t usually see that kind of revolt with religion.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints could lose hundreds of its faithful because of a new plan not to baptize the children of same-sex parents. According to CNN, many plan to officially resign from the church tomorrow, 15 November.

‘The fact that it affects children really upset people,’ Utah attorney Mark Naugle said to CNN. ‘Most people are disaffected from the church already and this was the final straw.’

It still remains to be seen if this revolt will accomplish any changes for the better. After all, organized religion is based on controlling the people to a certain extent and they don’t like it when there’s a revolt.

I wish Catholics would take heed because I’d like to see them revolt this same way, especially with respect to how women are treated in the Catholic Church. What usually happens is people revolt quietly and start dropping out little by little.

You can read the rest here. 

Fired Gay Priest No Regrets

I’m always stating here on the blog that coming out isn’t easy for anyone. It’s hell for most. But I also say I’ve never once heard someone who came out claim they regret doing it. And this is another story that can back me up.

Former high-ranking Catholic priest Krzysztof Charamsa, who was defrocked after publicly revealing that he is gay, has said that he has no regrets doing so.

The Polish-born 43-year-old had a long career as a priest that included 12 years as an official in the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, the Vatican’s doctrinal enforcement body.

Here’s the rest. I lost touch with the two high ranking Catholic priests I once knew who were living double lives. They were really very nice guys. They were just your average gay couple here in New Hope part of the time, and the rest of the time they were high ranking bishops in direct contact with Rome. But their separate/double lives NEVER intersected, at least not until they sold their home in New Hope and their real names became public record.

Evan Davis Too Old For Kids

Evan Davis of BBC’s Newsnight is speaking candidly about fatherhood.

The 53-year-old radio and TV presenter met his partner, landscape architect Guillaume Baltz, 48, in 2002. They have been in a civil partnership for the past two years.

‘We’re probably too old to think about children — maybe 20 years ago, if we were younger, it would be different.

‘There’s much more around in terms of gay parenting now than there was when I was about 35, but what can we do now?’

Instead of children, Evans said that he and his husband considered themselves daddies to their two-year-old dog, Mr Whippy.

There’s more here.

Tony always felt the need to have kids more than I did…but not strongly enough to really push the matter because I most likely would have given in at some point. We’ve been together since 1992, since we were in our early 20’s, and back then having kids really wasn’t part of the discussion for most gay men. But I also think that age is relative when it comes to having kids…or adopting an older child…and 53 isn’t too old to adopt a child five years old, or older. The fact is a lot of straight people I know are waiting to have kids well into their forties.

 
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