Up North | Crazy Joe

Spring Forest Up North

Next week, Crazy Joe will be released, so I thought we’d have us a little peek at Jonas and Abe.

I wrote this, quite quickly and carelessly. I’d been working on Black Bird for what felt like forever, and I just wanted to finish something – fast and painlessly. Write what you know, they say, so I made the characters teachers, and I wrote. I wrote, manically, and when I was done, I sent it to my beta readers.

They liked it, a lot, but... maybe it could be a little longer, maybe there could be a little more depth. At first, I wasn’t keen on doing the job needed to be done, but I didn’t want to publish it either if it didn’t feel complete. So I took a few days off, and then I dove back in.

I’m so glad I listened to my girls, and actually did the work, instead of just hurrying to get something completed.

Crazy Joe is a story about how a run-in with your past can upset your present, how maybe old crushes never die, and how to move past some of your regrets. It’s a 17k, contemporary, M/M romance and the main characters are Abe Cooper and Jonas Raghnall.

Abe Cooper Jonas Raghnall

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Crazy Joe

Abe Cooper is starting over. For fifteen years he’s lived the life that was expected of him, but not anymore. He’s packed up his things, bought himself a cabin in Northfield, and managed to secure a job at the local high school teaching gym and coaching the football team. But his new beginning didn’t include running into Crazy Joe on his first trip to the grocery store.

Jonas Raghnall has everything he needs—good friends and a job he loves. He’s worked hard to get over what happened sixteen years ago, but one run-in with his past and all the memories come flooding back. Seeing Abe Cooper, The Abe Cooper, sets everything out of balance.

Abe had pictured a fresh start with no ties to his past, but now that Jonas is there, he wants nothing more than to be close to the man who had butterflies filling his belly when he was in high school. Jonas doesn’t want to come face to face with his past, but if he sees Abe every day, it’s not really meeting up with your past, is it? It’s more like a date with your future.

Release Day! | Elevator Pitch

It’s release day! Elevator Pitch is a short story (11k, 40 pages), and it’s very dear to me.

gold and black balloonsWe have Bjorn, an unhappy bear shifter who’s trying to live his life despite his mother refusing to accept that he’s gay and tries to get him to settle down with a respectable bear female.

Cecil might be a shifter, but he wants nothing to do with the shifter communities – no one is going to tell him how to live his life. He made the mistake of flirting with a werewolf, though. The werewolf didn’t appreciate a male admirer and Cecil has to run for his life. He takes refuge in a tiny elevator, not realising his co-passenger is a bear shifter until it’s too late.

To make matters worse, there’s a blackout, and the ride that should’ve taken about three minutes lasts far longer.

Bjorn sighed as the elevator came to a stop in the foyer. He’d hoped he could go directly from the underground parking to the top floor where Mother had her office, without being seen.

He prepared to smile at the guest wanting to get to his or her room, but when the door slid open, there was no one waiting. With a sigh of relief, he leaned against the wall. The elevator was the size of a broom closet and it only had a narrow door that slid open to the left—no double doors here. The hotel was built in 1909, but he doubted the elevator had been there from the beginning, or maybe it had. When did they invent elevators? Late 1800s, perhaps.

The door began sliding shut when there was a commotion by the entrance of the hotel. Bjorn peered out, hoping the receptionist Osborn Wilson, Nita’s son, and Bjorn’s third cousin, would be too focused on whatever was going on to notice him.

A panting young man was standing in the middle of the lobby. His dark hair was pointing in every possible direction, and not in an artfully styled way. His jeans were paint-stained and tattered, his black shirt had a T-Rex tangled up in Christmas lights and the text Tree Rex in large block letters despite it being April. His black-rimmed glasses sat askew on his nose. He was on the thin side, shorter than Bjorn, but most people were.

Bjorn grinned, but then a pack of wolves pushed through the door and the grin died a quick death. What were they doing in a bear hotel? It didn’t matter if they were low ranking and only in their twenties, they should know not to set foot in a bear establishment uninvited.

The man made a shrieking sound before diving for the shrinking opening into the elevator. Bjorn braced himself for the impact. The wolf in the lead reached for the man and would’ve caught him if he hadn’t looked up at Bjorn. The moment Bjorn allowed his bear to peek through his eyes, the wolf dropped his arm.

By some miracle, the human—he had to be human, Bjorn had never met a shifter with glasses—managed to squeeze himself through and only brush up against Bjorn’s arm for the briefest second.

The wolf took a step closer, his eyes locked on the man, and the naked hatred on his face shocked Bjorn.

“Fucking fag.”

Bjorn rolled his eyes. So he liked dick, why did every fucking shifter in this city have a problem with that? The door finally slid all the way closed, hiding him and the panting human from the world.

“Friends of yours?” Bjorn sought eye contact without success. Instead of his breathing evening out, it became more and more frantic. The scent of paint, panic, and coffee overtook the small elevator.

“Easy, man.”

Wide, frantic eyes snapped to Bjorn’s. Yeah, definitely panic there.

“Hey, slow your breathing. You got away from them, you’re safe.”

The eyes, if possible, got wider. “Bear.” He could hardly make out the word between the breaths, but when he did, he frowned. How could he know?

The light flickered and the elevator came to an abrupt stop. Bjorn groaned. They stood still between floors.

Everything went black.

The man made a keening sound and a wave of magic washed over Bjorn. What the fuck? The sound of clothes hitting the floor made him roar. He’d assumed the man was human.

Fur exploded out of his body as his bones and muscles changed form. What could he be? Spider? Fear clouded Bjorn’s mind. Snake? His clothes tore, the seams fighting to hold everything together as the fabric shredded.

Bjorn hit the wall, tried to sidestep, and hit the other wall. Something shattered under his paw—glasses. He winced and his behind hit the door. As a bear, he had excellent night vision, but the elevator was pitch black. He couldn’t see the man anywhere.

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elevator pitchBjorn Ritter only wants one thing — to live his life away from nosey, demanding bears. That’s easier said than done when you’re the son of the female running the Bayside Bear Community.

Cecil Baxter might be a bat, but he grew up away from shifter communities and he’s doing his best to continue to keep his distance. Shifters aren’t an accepting bunch and Cecil has never fit the norm.

Already facing a dreaded meeting with his mother, the last thing Bjorn needs is a stranger using his elevator to escape a pack of werewolves. And Cecil, whose day just seems to be getting worse and worse, could really do without the added stress of finding himself trapped in an elevator with a huge bear shifter.

Still, what could go wrong in three minutes?

Up North | Turning Wood

Winter Up northThere is a lot going on this month, I have two releases (yay!), but before we focus on them, I’d like to look back half a year or so. Back in December, Turning Wood was released. I didn’t have any great plans for it, just wanted to write a Christmas story, and I’d written several paranormal stories in a row so I longed for some contemporary.

Turning Wood takes place in Snowmelt, which is situated a little bit from Northfield. Now, there are a few Northfields around the world, but my Northfield doesn’t exist…and yet it’s existed for years. The first time anyone went to Northfield in one of my stories was back in early 2016.

Nortown, my series of lumberjacks, is close to Northfield so it’s been mentioned in several of those books. I love Nortown, it’s like a second home to me, but I wanted to write a series where not everyone was a lumberjack LOL.

So Up North came to be.

Up North is just that – up north. You know, that very specific area around Nortown, Northfield, Snowmelt, Whiteport and thereabout. And I have a couple of Up North stories coming out this summer so I wanted to re-introduce the characters in Turning Wood before we move on Crazy Joe and When Skies are Gray.

I want to make it clear that all these stories are standalone. The only thing linking them is that they take place in my make-believe small towns of the north. The characters don’t know each other, they don’t live in the same towns, and they don’t work with the same thing.

So, to refresh your memory. In Turning Wood, we meet Otho and Mason. Mason has just broken up with his boyfriend and gets drunk in a bar at a winter resort. After one too many whiskeys, he thinks going for a walk might be a good idea. But, it’s not. Mason walks out on the ice of the river and falls through.

It’s Otho’s day off, and he’s out turning wood outside his house when he sees a man walk out on the ice. He tries to get his attention, but the ice opens up and swallows the man whole. Otho rushes to the rescue, and then there is a lot of icy cold mixed with Christmas warmth.

Otho Newcomer Mason Dager

Turning Wood is a 14k, contemporary, Christmas gay romance story.

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Turning Wood at JMS-Books


turning wood

For Otho Newcomer, the small village of Snowmelt is a haven from his old life. If he’s not exactly a changed man, he at least hopes to keep his distance from all those easy romances, and the inevitable heartache and disappointment that have always followed.

Mason Dager is an idiot. His ex has cleared out his bank account, sold his car and gotten him thrown out of his apartment. And he has no one to blame but himself. But what better way to celebrate a new chapter in his life—one that includes homelessness and the humiliation of telling his family they were right all along—than to spend Christmas at a swanky winter resort like River Cove? It’s already paid for after all.

When a very drunk Mason makes yet another dumb decision, Otho comes to the rescue, throwing the two men together during the most magical time of the year.

What should be the wrong choice for both of them, might be exactly what they need. They’ll just have to survive a nosy best friend, an asshole of an ex, and the scars of their pasts.