YaoICom and Folsom
Current mood: drained
Category: Travel and Places

Well, I'm going to try and be more on MySpace, since I have freinds here that aren't anywhere else. (and it's also now tied into my Amazon blog) 

First off, YaoiCon. This is the convention for Yaoi and M/M romance does well there. Sold lots of books and talked to fans. Saw lots of guys dressed as gals… 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.

Hung out most of the time with Ally Blue, JL Langly, Laura Baumbach, Jade Buchanan (no relation) Kimberly Gardner and Jet Mykles...mostly because we were manning the booth together.  Also spent a good deal of time talking with L. Prieto, ZA Maxfield and Clair London.  Clair and Elisa Rolle both journeyd from across the pond for the insanity.  Elisa started her whole road trip two weeks ago with a little author event at my house and brought me the most cool set of Itallian handmade liquour glasses in Venitian glass. Also chatted with the folks at TQ who were down the way from us: Shawn, Lorna (the owners) and Kit Zehng...and someone else who's name I'm spacing...because I'm horrible that way.

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 5 erotic authors (JL, Ally, Kimber, Jade + me) 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.

Went over to A Different Light's booth (local GLBT book store - San Fran and LA for those who don't know) and JL introed me to the manager.  Gave him copies of Twice the Cowboy, Twice the Ride, Cheating Chance and The Good Thief and a bunch of promo from Laura and me for the next Pride event.  I'm sure he was wondering who the funky hi in leather drag no bindings was (*note folks - I'm 41, I ain't getting laid by strangers anyway so I don't torture myself anymore*). 

But the eye candy fest was incredible.  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.

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Lord Carabas In Print!!
Current mood: excited

And now in print...

James Buchanan's Lord Carabas

http://www.king-cart.com/Phaze/product=Lord+Carabas+by+James+Buchanan

In a Seventeenth Century that never quite was, Julius Montclair LaRousselives out a slightly off center fairy tale. A half-fé orphan, raised byJesuits and turned brigand, he shares his adventures across France and intothe New World as he tries to get the girl, the boy, and maybe save theFrench outpost in La Florida along the way.

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Cheating Chance is Out

Cheating Chance

by James Buchanan

Publisher:  Torquere Press

Length:  Novel (177 pages / 83500 words)

Price:  $5.95

ISBN: 978-1-60370-303-1, 1-60370-303-9

Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc

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Nick O'Malley is an agent for the Nevada Gaming Commission. He's also a Goth with a hearse he's restoring, and an ex lover he's only just getting over. Brandon Carr is a cop with the Riverside PD. Lucky for him, he's in Vice where his tattoos and biker boy looks serve him well.

The two meet at a Goth convention in ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />San Diego and the sparks fly immediately. So much so that a weekend fling turns into more and Brandon spends his four day weekend visiting Nick.

Things aren't all sparks and roses though: the two do live a nine hour drive apart, and Brandon's not out. Add to that a murder right in front of them, a company trying to cheat the system and the Mexican Mafia, and Brandon and Nick's relationship will need to overcome a whole slew of obstacles in order to work.

Despite everything, can Brandon and Nick make a go of it?

Taken a chance on these two and find out:

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Review: Mychael Black, popular Torquere author, writes:

Brandon Carr is firmly in the closet. Very firmly. Safely hidden where no one else can see that he has a penchant for men. As a cop for Riverside Police, he knows how to keep his needs and desires tucked away. And up until now, he's managed just fine. Then Nevada Gaming Commission Agent, Nick O'Malley, waltzes into his life and turns Brandon's world upside down in a heartbeat.

Nick is out and perfectly at home in his skin. He knows what he wants and Brandon fits the bill perfectly. They play hard and despite Brandon's avoidance of anything remotely resembling love, Nick already knows how he feels about the closeted detective. Unfortunately, fate has other ideas. When Nick's job lands him into a nasty mess, it'll be up to Brandon to get him out.

Hot cops. Hot sex. Tons of action. What's not to love??

From the first words on the page, it's impossible NOT to become entangled in this story. Brandon and Nicky are both insanely hot. Together, they leave you speechless. The tension is strong, in and out of their relationship. The sex? Dear God. The rope bondage scenes are intense and you feel as if you're right there, feeling the slide of rope over your skin as Brandon does.

If you've never read anything from Buchanan, this is a perfect time (and book) to start. It sets the tone for Buchanan's work: gritty, real, and hot as hell.

Read a Sample:

Nick looked up into a pair of crystal blue eyes. He started, thumping the back of his head on the hood of the Endloader.

Brandon leaned back against the driver side door, laughing. Black jeans rode low across his hips. His chest was bare except where the tattoos reached around his sides. A shower had softened the spikes and his black hair drifted in wisps across his forehead. For one brief moment Nick forgot just how mad he was and allowed himself to stare in awe at the muscles and the tats and the incredible smile. Then the memory of the previous night reared up. Hinges screeched as he slammed the hood down hard.

"So this is the hearse?" Brandon raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure it's a restoration project and not a junk yard?"

Nick offered up a thin smile. "Yeah, this is the rust bucket." As he pushed past Brandon and slid into the front seat, Nick twisted the key in the ignition. The hearse roared to life with a throbbing, primal growl.

"Whoa, she lives, I'm impressed." Brandon started to reach in and touch Nick's hair. Nick caught the movement in the rearview, slamming the door shut to stop him. "What the?"

The driver's window was down, semi-permanently. It had to be physically pulled into place. "Garage door's open." He slung his arm over the door and picked at the rotting weather strip. "Wouldn't want anyone to see us together."

"Nicky, what's up?"

"It's me, not you." His boot heel drew a red-brown line from the gas pedal back. "Don't worry about it." Probably time to order carpeting through Kanter. Probably should get floor panels first… or maybe fix the window and do weather stripping. Shit, there was still a lot to do. He'd hoped a certain someone could help him with that. That's what he got for letting his fantasies overstep reality.

Both hands on the door, Brandon leaned down to peer at Nick. "About what? Tell me."

"I'll get over it." Mouth set hard, his eyes slid toward Brandon. "Don't worry about it."

"Before I leave on Sunday? Come on tell me." Silence answered him. Brandon switched tactics. "I had a lot of fun last night, at least before everything went to hell."

"Yeah, you were having fun." Nick reverted to staring out the windshield.

"You weren't?

"At first." Nick killed the engine. "When we first got to Purgatory and Miri's birthday that was fun."

"And..." Brandon prompted.

Nick tried not to let the pain show in his eyes. "Then you went to get a drink at the bar. And you stayed at the bar flirting with that girl. I mean, shit, we haven't seen each other in two months and you ditch me to chase tail... which, as far as I know, you're not going to do anything with anyway."

"Nick, I told you I'm not out."

"Okay. No!" Nick ran his nails across his scalp. "Not out is no public displays of affection. I can't tell anyone we're seeing each other. I get it. It's bad enough, but I understand why." His hand slammed the steering wheel. "It is not ignoring me for an hour while you grab some bitch's ass! You wanna cover... I'm seeing someone. Gee, you're cute, but I can't get involved now. I've really been looking forward to seeing you again, and that just fucking hurt."

"Listen, Nicky, I didn't do it to hurt you. I'm sorry. It's just habit."

More black flecks found their way to the floor. "You know what really hurt?"

"What?"

"That your first thought wasn't me... it was protecting your cover in the easiest way possible."

"I'm sorry, Nicky. I should have handled it better. All I can do is say I'm sorry."

"I know. I'll get over it. Like I said it's my problem."

Hard silence broke between them for a time. "No, it's my problem. I really, really like you, Nicky. It's been a long time since I felt this way about anybody. Hell, I drove four hours across the desert, pulling bugs outta my teeth to see you." Nick snorted a laugh. "Let's not go out tonight. Stay home, just you and I. I'll give you all the attention you need. I want to. I want to be with you." Brandon leaned in through the window and turned Nick's chin with his fingers.

"The garage door's still open."

"I know." Brandon kissed him. Brandon hadn't shaved yet. Stubble tickled the edge of Nick's lips. "You broken it in yet?"

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Cool Review for Twice the Cowboy, Twice the Ride
Current mood: drunk

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Bike Porn
Current mood: electric

Whoo... the Bikes. 

The Pair...

My Sportster

SG's Street Bob

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The Good Theif is Out

The Good Thief

by James Buchanan

$5.95
192 pages / 77000 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-249-2, 1-60370-249-0
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc

Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/zencart/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=775

Working construction provides Caesar with a great way to cover up his real job; stealing whatever he can get his hands on. Which is why the guy he has a fling with could be really bad for business. Nate is a cop, and Caesar worries that he might be tempting fate if he sees Nate again, even if he wants to.

When Caesar discovers something far worse than some petty thievery on one of his jobs, though, he knows he has to report it to Nate, and the two of them try to find a way to keep Caesar safe until he can testify, even as the sparks fly between them. Can Nate protect Caesar and teach him that there are ways to be a good guy as well as a thief?

Review

Alexa Snow, author of Sleeping Stone and Clear Cut, writes:

When Caesar's brother drags him to a Hollywood hills party in the hopes of netting him a job, Caesar doesn't expect much. He overhears an argument between an incredibly hot guy and who he assumes is the hot guy's girlfriend. Instead, he discovers that the 'girlfriend' is a sister; even better, a sister who's more than happy to help her brother Nate meet someone new. Nate and Caesar have both had too much to drink, and they go back to Nate's place for a round of very hot sex, then collapse for the night. In the morning, hungover, Caesar makes a startling discovery -- Nate is a cop.

Which wouldn't matter so much, except that Caesar's a thief with arrest and conviction records a mile long.

Life being what it is, it doesn't take long for Nate to find out about Caesar's past, but somehow they can't seem to stay away from each other. When Caesar accidentally finds evidence of horrific crimes being committed, his first instinct is to go to Nate for help, an act which kicks off a chain of events even more complicated than either of them could have imagined... and puts both their lives in jeopardy.

This story is a fascinating one; the plot contains enough twists and turns to satisfy the most jaded reader. The characters are interesting and believable, crafted with care. There's also a subtle undercurrent of humor running through the book, as well as a well-balanced collection of sex scenes that are hot and in-character. Contemporary and compelling! Very much recommended.

Sample

Trying for casual, but coming off strained, Caesar choked out, "I'm gay."

She blinked. Her shoulders slumped. "Well, hell, this is Los Angeles. All I ever meet are gay men... or really ugly ones." Then he got a broad, friendly smile. "So you were watching us fight? That means you were checking out one of the two of us, hmm?" Caesar failed miserably at trying not to be embarrassed. Again, the seductive look came out. "My brother's single, too." Her eyes got even brighter. "And we have the exact same taste. We're twins you know."

Uhng, he had such a thing for blonds. Especially ones with tight asses and green eyes. The mental image sent his hormones into overdrive. "Really?" His gaze slid toward the door where that sexy, tight ass had disappeared.

"Yep, exactly the same taste in men." Looking at her empty glass, she sighed. "Come on." An arm threaded through his. "I need another drink and then I can introduce you." She smiled. "By the way, I'm Carol."

He returned the smile. "Caesar." They stepped back into the house and the crush of people. First he snagged another beer for himself and more wine for Carol. Then they were on the hunt for a blond man with a tight, fine ass. "Are you sure this is okay?"

"Oh, hell, yes." She smirked, squeezing his bicep. "Trust me, Nate will just adore you. And he's got to be just frustrated as all hell by now. I bring him to these gigs, he wanders around drooling over everybody, goes home alone and then tells me about what he should have said over the next week. He just needs to get laid. Oh!" With a jerk on his arm, Carol stopped dead. "I didn't mean it like that. It sounded like I'm pimping him out or something."

Caesar almost contradicted her, then thought better of it. No sense humoring a drunk too much. "You make him sound pretty desperate."

"Not desperate." Mortified, she lifted her glass to cover her mouth. After gulping down more wine, she continued. "The one place we're not the same," her free hand fluttered up and down her torso, "besides the obvious, is I'm the party girl. Outgoing. Gregarious. Nate's more the quiet, shy type. He's no bumbling virgin, had a few longish relationships." Blond hair whipped loose as Carol shook her head and led him down a narrow set of stairs. If he remembered correctly there was a game room on the bottom floor. Caesar was very good at memorizing the floor plans of houses he visited, even when he didn't mean to. "But his current job makes it real hard for him to meet people. They change up his shift a lot."

Caesar missed a step and had to grab the rail to keep from toppling onto Carol. "What does he do?"

Since she was in front of him, Caesar couldn't get a read on her face, but he thought she hesitated before responding. "Security." A shorter pause. "I'll let him tell you about it. Nate hates it when I ramble about his life to other people." At the bottom of the stairs she looked back at him and smiled. "I see the wallflower now."

Caesar did, too: a well-built guy holding up a piece of wall and cradling a beer. The guy absently watched a pool game in progress, in which two chorus-line starlets were skunking a pair of guys. Big, meaty guys in crummy clothes; Caesar pegged them as either grips or set construction.

Carol danced around the pool cues and headed for her brother. "Nate," she burbled, "you've been hiding from me. I want you to meet someone."

Nate's whole body slid into a long-suffering slump. Then he rolled his eyes. "You're drunk."

"Yep." She slid under his arm. "And you're gay." Bumping his hip she added, "Gay Nathan Reilly meet hot, gay guy Caesar whose last name I don't know."

Nate's green eyes went wide as he glared at his sister. A comic, wide-eyed stare met his, with the addition of a tongue half stuck out of her mouth. If Caesar had any doubts about their twin status, that little exchange of sibling love put them to rest.

"But." Carol drew out the word. "Who was checking out your butt earlier on the patio."

This was the most unusual, and funny, introduction Caesar'd ever had. "Hi." He took a swallow of his beer and hooked his thumb in his jeans' pocket. "You have quite a sister."

"You don't know the half of it." Nate growled.

Now Carol wiggled out from under her sibling's embrace. "My work here is done. You're talking to someone. Ciao, boys." A finger dance of a wave dismissed them. "Use condoms."

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New Cover Art!
Current mood: content
Category: Writing and Poetry

Nicky and Brandon have a cover for thier second book!  Inland Empire starts February, just after Cheating Chance ends its Turn of the Screw run.

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The Proof is in the Picture
Current mood: cooky/wacky

There it is, the screen shot of me at 2. 

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Whoa...

2 On AmazonCA Western Romance  Or at least as of 5pm PAC today. 

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