Eric Arvin, Giveaways

Exclusive Excerpt and Giveaway: The Rascal by Eric Arvin

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Welcome to The Rascal blog tour with Eric Arvin. We’re so pleased to be a part of helping Eric promote his newest novel, with an exclusive excerpt from the book for you, as well as a couple of great giveaways.

The Grand Prize on the tour is the chance for one lucky reader to win a $20 Gift Card to the e-tailer of choice.

The Runner-up Prize is the chance to win one of THREE e-copies of The Rascal–and, let me tell you, this is the perfect book for some October thrills and chills!

Here are the details:

  • Leave a relevant and thoughtful comment at each stop on the tour for a chance to win a $20 gift card. The titles of some of your favorite scary and spooktastic books? Loved the Goosebumps series as a kid? That counts. :)
  • Tour organizers will select a winner at each stop on 25 October 2015 for the $20 Gift Card. Winners of the THREE e-book copies from The Novel Approach will be selected on 13 October 2015.
  • Must be 18 years or older to enter.
  • Void where prohibited.
  • No residency restrictions apply.
    And that’s it. Enjoy this little teaser, and good luck!


    TheRascalCover200x314Blurb: Lana is a faded movie star who lives alone in a big house on a hill that overlooks the sea. She has lived this way since the death of her daughter and the disappearance of her husband.

    Jeff and Chloe are a couple who live in a cabin below the big house. It was Chloe’s idea to strengthen their marriage; but she see’s now that it isn’t working. Jeff has become obsessed with the cabin and the old water well. Chloe only sees strangeness around her.

    One night while talking on the computer with Ethan, Jeff’s brother, a feeling of dread comes to the fore. When Ethan see’s a figure behind Chloe, he leaves his boyfriend and baby and sets out to save Jeff.

    Chloe, Ethan and Lana come together to fight an evil that would destroy Jeff. Will they suc-ceed or will all of them fall to the taste of a young cannibalistic ghost?

    Buy Link: Wilde City Press || Amazon Pre-Order

    The Rascal will be available from other third party e-tailers on 14 October.


    Excerpt: Chloe Singh-Cane felt the town’s sense of reverence and expectation as she walked from the old, beaten Jeep into the small grocery store with her husband, Jeff. The few people on the sidewalks abruptly stopped what they were doing and looked at the strangers as if in rapt gratitude. Their expressions verged on hunger. Chloe walked as close to Jeff as he would allow her. His personal space was still precious to him where she was involved.

    The store clerk, a razor-thin woman with willows for fingers, watched them from beneath the rims of her glasses. A pleasant, if knowing smile never shifted or fell. There was no one else in the store.

    It was a small cubicle of a shop that had been there since the town’s founding. Like all of the structures on the main street, it seemed stoic and stuck, as if the shelves and walls were still adjusting to fluorescent lighting and the computer age was but science fiction. Arts and crafts were sold alongside loaves of bread and bags of candy. Individual colas could still be purchased out of an icebox. There was a smell of nostalgic comfort: wood stoves and wax candles.

    Jeff went to the pharmacy aisle and picked up a bottle of aspirin. It had been a long drive and his back was hurting him. Chloe had volunteered to take over, but he shrugged her off as if her suggestion was an annoyance.

    Chloe wandered around the store, happy to stretch her legs. She was still surrounded by silence, but at least this was a new silence. In the Jeep, Jeff’s silence had been covered by rock music. In the store, it was disguised by pop-flavored piano music and scented candles. She picked up a bag of candy corn and a bag of sour gummies.

    Jeff was waiting at the cash register. He had a cold bottle of root beer to wash down the aspirin. The clerk put down the tabloid magazine she was thumbing through and continued to smile at them as she rang the items up. The lighting behind her caused her long fingers to cast thin shadows.

    “Just passing through?” she asked, her voice a scratchy, nicotine-lined thing.

    “No,” Chloe offered. “We bought a cottage up on the hill.”

    The clerk’s bagging of the items slowed to a crawl. Her eyes swallowed them. “The little place up on Bad Luck Hill?”

    “Is that what it’s called? Why in heaven’s name is it called Bad Luck Hill?”

    The clerk’s item bagging picked up. “Silly reasons. Or none at all. Who can remember how things get their names?”


    EricArvinHeadshotAbout the Author: “Some of [Arvin’s] work is as direct as Hemingway with the sensitivity of O’Connor or Shields, and yet others nuanced as if Maupin wrote a letter to Penthouse.” – Thom Fitzgerald, director THE HANGING GARDEN 

    Eric Arvin resides in the same sleepy Indiana river town where he grew up. He graduated from Hanover College with a Bachelors in History. He has lived, for brief periods, in Italy and Australia. He has survived brain surgery and his own loud-mouthed personal demons. Eric is the author ofmWoke Up In A Strange Place, Subsurdity, Simple Men, Galley Proof, and various other sundry and not-so-sundry writings. He intends to live the rest of his days with tongue in cheek and eyes set to roam.


    Tour Schedule: 

    7 Oct – Prism Book Alliance

    8 Oct – The Novel Approach

    9 Oct – Rhys Ford

    10 Oct – Joyfully Jay

    11 Oct – Love Bytes

    5 Stars, Eric Arvin, Horror, Reviewed by Lisa, Wilde City Press

    Release Day Review: The Rascal by Eric Arvin

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    TheRascalCover200x314Title: The Rascal

    Author: Eric Arvin

    Publisher: Wilde City Press

    Pages/Word Count: 61500 Words

    At a Glance: For fans of horror, The Rascal is a must read.

    Reviewed By: Lisa

    Blurb: Lana is a faded movie star who lives alone in a big house on a hill that overlooks the sea. She has lived this way since the death of her daughter and the disappearance of her husband.

    Jeff and Chloe are a couple who live in a cabin below the big house. It was Chloe’s idea to strengthen their marriage; but she sees now that it isn’t working. Jeff has become obsessed with the cabin and the old water well. Chloe only sees strangeness around her.

    One night while talking on the computer with Ethan, Jeff’s brother, a feeling of dread comes to the fore. When Ethan sees a figure behind Chloe, he leaves his boyfriend and baby and sets out to save Jeff.

    Chloe, Ethan and Lana come together to fight an evil that would destroy Jeff. Will they succeed or will all of them fall to the taste of a young cannibalistic ghost?


    Review: As you would do with any review, bringing your personal preferences into account, I’m going to start out by asking you to take into consideration that when other girls were reading Forever and Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret, I was under the covers and sleeping with the lights on, reading The Exorcist and The Amityville Horror and every single Stephen King book I could get my hands on while watching movies like The Other and The Omen on late-night television. In other words, the horror fiction genre has been a staple of my avaricious reading habits almost from the time I started devouring chapter books. So when I say Eric Arvin’s The Rascal is a brilliant book, it comes from the perspective of someone who is perhaps a little more demanding in what constitutes a chilling mindfreak of a horror story. The kind of story that when the writing leaves off, the imagination takes over, which is all the fun of reading horror.

    The Rascal, in fact, reminds me a lot of the earlier days of Stephen King: Salem’s Lot, The Shining, Pet Sematary, The Dead Zone. Arvin offers us, from the outset of this novel, a macabre glimpse of what’s to come, then eases back, eases us into a placid sense of menace. Do you remember the scene in It, when the little boy is sailing his paper boat in the rain swollen gutter? It’s this innocence juxtaposed with the utter certainty that evil isn’t far away which informs every great horror novel—it’s the loss of innocence that terrifies us. Not even youthful innocence lost, specifically, but the absolute stripping away of everything that means safety and security to us. The Rascal is a book that takes any shred of hope we may have for its characters and grinds it under its heel.

    There is a certain foreboding wrapped up in the rather uneventful, small town of Wicker when we visit with Jeff and Chloe Cane, the place they intend to make their new home, to try to craft a new beginning from the wreckage of their marriage. Wicker is much like any little burg on the map—insular, friendly on its surface. But deep down, you know there are secrets… With names like Bad Luck Hill and No Hope Creek, we know the calm idyll is nothing more than an illusion and that the danger is only going to grow as the story progresses.

    It does.

    The little cottage on Bad Luck Hill is the place that should signal a fresh start but quickly becomes a harbinger of ill omen. It’s the place where peace and hope are nothing but dead and bloated corpses, suffocated by dread and misery. It’s the place that can make even the most jaded cry out to a god they don’t believe in. This is where we find Jeff and Chloe and the former actress, Lana Pruitt, who sold them the little cottage situated between the deadly cliffs and the dark woods—even knowing there was a resident evil lurking there.

    If you’ve ever read Woke Up In a Strange Place, The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men, or Wave Goodbye to Charlie, you’ll know the hallmark of Eric Arvin’s writing is his ability to turn a phrase just so, so that you suddenly see everything you thought you knew from a different angle. “Possession is nine-tenths of the law” – it does not mean what you think it means. For Jeff and Chloe, who are adventure tour guides, it’s the greatest irony that Death is the one journey for which they could never have prepared. Life is the one adventure they may not survive.

    In the end, when love has been tested, faith has been broken, hatred has been simmering so close to the surface that one need only stare into the abyss to see that misery stares back, it’s how much one is willing to sacrifice for the sake of an estranged husband, and, for Ethan, an estranged brother, which brings this story’s evil to its conclusion. I love this book. I yelled at it, cursed at it, I shuddered at every single visual Arvin paints into an atmosphere that’s permeated by dread. There are things that go bump in the night. Then there are things that want you to suffer unimaginable horrors. That’s the rascal. He is the symbol of lost innocence, of evil, of insanity, of retribution. The rascal wants his pound of flesh in a most literal and chilling way.

    And Eric Arvin delivers.





    The Rascal is available for purchase here (watch for other e-tailer purchase links soon):

    Wilde City Press

    Wilde City Press

    Amazon Pre-Order Here:

    Amazon US

    Amazon US

    Anthology, Eric Arvin, Giveaways, Self-Published

    The Kickass Anthology Tour Welcomes The Arvin Family To The Novel Approach

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    The Novel Approach is so proud to be a part of the Kickass Anthology tour, a project conceived of to raise funds for Eric Arvin’s ongoing recovery.

    Contributing to the anthology are authors Keira Andrews, Connie Bailey, Sophie Bonaste, Tara Bluhm, Michael J. Bowler, A.L. Boyd, Jade Crystal, Catherine Dair, Fiona Fu, Nancy Hartmann, JP Kenwood, Mia Kerick, Jackie Keswick, Eleanore Pavelle, Kate Pavelle, Jonathan Penn, Tali Spencer, Taomi, Rayne Vogel, Brandon Witt; with a very special forward written by Eric’s sisters Angela and Amy, who agreed to answer a few questions and are here with us today, along with their sister Stephanie and their mom Pat. Continue reading

    5 Stars, Drama, Eric Arvin, Literary Fiction, Reviewed by Lisa, Wilde City Press

    Review: Wave Goodbye to Charlie by Eric Arvin

    Title: Wave Goodbye to Charlie

    Author: Eric Arvin

    Publisher: Wilde City Press

    Pages/Word Count: 196 Pages (.pdf)

    Rating: 5 Stars

    Blurb: My name’s Charlie. I’m many things, though none of them having to do with any real talent. I’m a runaway, a hustler when I need to be, a ghost when I have to scare hoodlums away from my home, and a loner who maybe reads too much. But most of all, I’m the keeper of the carnival. That’s how I see myself. I look after the place ’cause even dying things need to be cared for. Maybe it’s illegal. Maybe that rusty metal fence around the carnival is supposed to keep me out too. Or maybe me and this place were meant to find each other. Truth is, I never felt at home anywhere but here, not even in all the foster families and orphanages I was placed in as a young shit. They don’t look for me no more, those places. I suspect I ran away so much they finally just said, “Fuck! Let him go.” I am a hangnail on society’s manicured middle finger. I’m older. One year past the age anyone gives a shit.

    And this is my adventure…
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    Dreamspinner Press, Eric Arvin, TJ Klune

    Life And Love Are The Grandest Adventures Of All

    We are all born into this world a blank page, a story that’s waiting to be written, one filled with the unexpected and with infinite possibilities. Each new day seamlessly weaves us into its story, each new day’s story becoming a predication of who we are yet to be.

    In short, life is indeed filled with Grand Adventures, and there’s a reason Shakespeare observed that “All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts.” It’s a rather poetic and eloquent estimation of the human condition: we, each and every one of us, tread the boards of destiny and free will; and it is drama, comedy, romance all thrown into the cauldron and stirred together, then shaped into the Us-like characters who move through this great production of being. We find our marks on life’s stage, sometimes we parallel and sometimes we intersect, and if we are among the truly fortunate, we, in Time, find someone whose life thread is bright and brilliant and will look most lovely woven into the fabric of our own. As Time unfolds before us, those chapters behind us become our Once Upon a Times, the collected tales that, upon reflection, have been submitted for a life in review: it was an action packed thrill ride; the pacing was uneven and the character interaction lacked chemistry; there were twists and turns on every page; it was an epic journey filled with ordinary heroes; it was heartbreaking and hopeful; the ending was…unexpected.

    There is never a Time like right now, at this very moment, to count our blessings that we have paralleled and intersected the lives of Eric Arvin and TJ Klune. Although neither would likely agree with me, they are ordinary heroes; they are the dragon slayers in their own fairy tale love story, brought together by words and imagination and bonded at the soul by a strength and courage few of us will ever be called upon to muster. Theirs is a real life Grand Adventure, filled with twists and turns and heartbreak and hope. Their chemistry is immeasurable, and though their pacing has been, without doubt, more than a little uneven over the course of the last several months, their story is one that has never failed to resonate in the hearts and minds of their literary family.

    We who read, who absorb the words of writers, who borrow their creations for a time and fall in love with their characters, are each witnessing a journey and a romance that defies words and imagination. We are the privileged and we, all of us, stand in awe in the face of love.

    And this story? Well, it’s only just begun.

    We at The Novel Approach would like to extend our sincere gratitude to the authors who gave of their time and talent to this project, to John Goode for taking an idea and running with it, to Elizabeth North and Dreamspinner Press for bringing it to fruition, and most of all, to Eric and TJ for sharing their journey with us.


    On September 1, 2011, TJ Klune wrote, “…it’s not about the ending, it’s about the journey…” in a review of Eric Arvin’s Woke Up in a Strange Place. With those words, two men began a journey of love and invited us to ride along. TJ and Eric have shared so much with us: their wonderful books, their smiles, their humor, their lives, and their inspiring devotion to each other. In December of 2013, their journey took a detour when Eric was taken to the emergency room. He survived the surgery to remove a cavernous hemangioma from his brain stem, but the challenges TJ and Eric face are far from over.

    The authors in this anthology donated their talent as a way to support Eric’s continued recovery, to help bring strength to TJ, and to show both of them just how much love surrounds them. Grand Adventures is a diverse range of stories about the journey of love. We’re going on some grand adventures for a great cause. Thank you for joining us.

    One hundred percent of the income from this volume goes directly to TJ and Eric.

    Foreword by S.A. McAuley
    An Unexpected Thing by John Amory
    The Twinkie Ignition by J.E. Birk
    When Friendship Becomes More by Sophie Bonaste
    Isle of Waiting by Sue Brown
    The Jogger by KC Burn
    Holding Court by Cardeno C.
    For Dear Life by Mary Calmes
    Under the Full Moon by Ellis Carrington
    Stripped by Shae Connor (2nd Edition)
    That Place Across the Hall by C.C. Dado
    Mistaken MD by Phoenix Emrys
    Cops and Comix by Rhys Ford
    Last First Kiss by LE Franks
    Tomorrow by John Goode
    From Fantasy to Friends by CR Guiliano
    Witness Protected by Dawn Kimberly Johnson
    Water Under the Bridge by Mia Kerick
    A Gentle Shove of Human Kindness by Amy Lane
    Air (Roads #1.75 million) by Garrett Leigh
    An Atheist and a Yoga Instructor Walk into a Bar by Rowan McAllister
    Stalking 101 by Moria McCain
    Simple Desires by Tempeste O’Riley
    Object of Care by Zahra Owens
    Kid Confusion by Madison Parker
    Fall Train by Jaime Samms
    The Exhibition by Andrea Speed
    What You Will by Tinnean
    Prologue by Brandon Witt

    Abigail Roux, All Romance Ebooks, Eric Arvin, Jason Huffman Black, S.A. McAuley, Self-Published, SJD Peterson, TJ Klune

    “Crack the Darkest Sky Wide Open” May Break Your Heart Wide Open Too

    “Hearts live by being wounded.” – Oscar Wilde

    Title: Crack the Darkest Sky Wide Open

    Authors: Eric Arvin, Abigail Roux, SJD Peterson, Jason Huffman Black, S.A. McAuley, TJ Klune

    Publisher: Self-Published

    Pages/Word Count: 148

    Rating: 5 Stars

    Blurb: Of humanity there are darker tales. Stories that take some squinting to see through. Unconventional stories. Tales that threaten to break the heart by cruel twists of fate, the dogs of war, or demons that are all too real; whether they be of unrequited love or a karmic slap in the face. Happy endings take a time in coming, and some never arrive. But through all the darkness there is light, a glimmer of hope and wonder…if one has the will to see it.
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    Eric Arvin, TJ Klune, Wilde City Press

    Talk About ‘Roid Rage – Eric Arvin and TJ Klune’s Zombies Get Juiced In “Ghoul’s Gym”

    “Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”– Kahlil Gibran

    Title: Zombie Boyz: Ghoul’s Gym

    Author: Eric Arvin and TJ Klune

    Publisher: Wilde City Press

    Pages/Word Count:

    Rating: 5 Stars

    **Warning: Review Contains Minor Spoilers**

    Blurb: Board up the windows, push an old dresser against the door and load your shotgun. A zombie apocalypse is about to hit Wilde City, and if you want the best survival tips, six of Wilde City’s boys are here to help.
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    Eric Arvin, TJ Klune, Videos, Wilde City Press

    “And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.”

    The Novel Approach is honored to be participating in Eric Arvin and TJ Klune’s Ghoul’s Gym Blog Tour, organized by JP Barnaby, Geoffrey Knight, and Wilde City Press. The novella first appeared in last summer’s anthology Zombie Boyz, and is now being released as a single along with the other two stories, Surviving Sin City by Ethan Stone and Daniel A. Kaine, and Guess Who’s Coming at Dinner by Geoffrey Knight and Ethan Day.

    When JP approached the group of us about hosting the tour, she suggested we share a few stories about personal experiences we’ve had with Eric and TJ, so I elected to have some GayRomLit attendees share their love for them. Our special guest Michael Chulsky, Jackie, Lynn, and I all had the honor of spending some time with these two bright and brilliant men in October, and if there’s any one constant in the thread of our experiences, it is the deep and tangible love they share.

    Michael: I was lucky enough to have dinner with them at one of the events. They were both so nice and so obviously in love with one another. They’re like the perfect fairy tale and truly reinforce the legitimacy of a happily ever after. And I couldn’t be happier to know such wonderful people.

    Jackie: When you put these two men side by side you can just about feel the love they share. There was never a time I saw one without the other. If they weren’t holding hands, then there was another type of physical contact somewhere. A hand on the shoulder, a small kiss or just a secret little smile. In a room full of people, they look at one another like they are the only ones there. This, I believe, is what we all have come to love about these two. There is so much love between them we all just want to bask in it and celebrate it with them. So, that is my memory of meeting TJ Klune and Eric Arvin.

    Lynn: I was part of the audience in Atlanta when Tj asked Eric to marry him! There wasn’t a dry eye in the place. I was focused on Eric at this point, watching his face go all shades of red when he realized exactly what was happening. Priceless! I’ve never seen someone smile so brightly. And I’ve never seen two people with so much love for each other. It was truly a cherished moment, one I will never forget. And one I’m sure Eric and Tj will tell and retell for many more happy years together.

    I was in a room on October 17, 2013, a room filled with people who all had a common focus. We all witnessed a communion of hearts and souls that day, something so much deeper and more profound than any law could possibly contain or put asunder. In that room, we watched TJ and Eric pledge their love to each other, through nervous tears, through tears of joy, through tears of laughter. It was the witnessing of two lives becoming one, and it was unforgettable.

    I have absolute faith that it’s the power and conviction of that love that will see these men through this incredibly difficult time. This is a tenuous week for both Eric and TJ, so, please, please, if you believe in any benevolent higher power or even the power of hope and faith, send your thoughts and prayers to both of these men, who need your strength and courage and conviction now more than ever to lift them up!

    We had the pleasure of hosting TJ and Eric on the original blog tour for Zombie Boyz, and premiered the video they made exclusively for TNA, which quickly shot to more than a thousand views in just a matter of hours. If you’d like to watch it again, or for the first time, go ahead and do that now. We’ll wait…

    Okay. Great, right? And you can also check out the video they did for Joyfully Jay HERE.

    Keep reading, and you’ll not only find the complete list of tour dates but will also discover how to win some great prizes too.


    Unofficial Blurb: Ghoul’s Gym, in which 5 out of 5 walking dead agree that exercise can be dangerous to your health.

    Jake Howell and Uly Hoak have two hard and fast rules in their relationship: never go to bed angry and never, no matter the circumstances, ever part without saying goodbye. Little did either of them know when they said their farewells to each other on one decidedly fateful Saturday morning, it might be the last.

    Jake is fighting the Green-Eyed monster, feeling a little less than physically adequate next to his ultra-buff gym bunny, Uly, and it doesn’t help that Uly’s boss at the gym, Stephen Fucking Dorian, can’t resist taking potshots at Jake’s rather unimpressive physique, making Jake feel all the more lacking and all the more jealous of the fact Dorian wants Uly for himself.

    Turns out that’s the least of Jake’s problems, however, as strange things are afoot in this once sleepy and pristine little town. Unusual outbreaks of violence quickly reach apocalyptic proportions and pit Jake and Uly in a race against time to find each other before it’s too late.

    Could a conspiracy be at the heart of the disaster? If so, the mechanics and manipulators of this plot to rid the world of the compulsively fit had better be prepared. They’re about to get a taste of vengeance.



    We are all back in the closet – the utility closet, that is. Yes, sir. We are five slabs of all-American prime beef hiding from the butchers in the dark. I will never eat a hamburger again.

    I swear it.

    The utility closet is in a hallway on the second level of the fitness center where we keep all the defunct machines that need some work – the treadmills upended so the repairman can get to the undercarriages and fix them, and the cable machines pulled all to hell and as wiry as Medusa. There ain’t no lock on the closet door, so we’re all hoping and praying that zombies don’t know how to turn door knobs. All we can do is hold tight to it. Tobey and Thad have their barbells in hand just in case.

    But damn, it’s crowded in here. My closet back home is bigger than this, and I’m no clothes whore. The five of us are packed tight, tit to tit, cock to cock, face to face, covered in Griff and sweat in the dark, while I try to figure out what the hell is going on with the internet on my cell phone. The sheer adrenaline-inducing power of the moment has caused more than one of us to sprout boners, and as pretty as that flesh bouquet is, I keep thinking of Stephen getting his wiener gnawed off, and I want to throw up. I’m also glad I’m not naked like my poor friends here.

    Johnny shakes like a tweaked out club kid as Tobey tries to comfort him. I really don’t know what good it’s doing.

    Casey sneezes, a chunk of Griff flying off the top of his head and hitting me in the forehead. “It’s too damn crowded in here,” he complains. “Anyone want to be a sacrifice for the greater good?
    Johnny? How about you?”

    “Hush your fucking face, Casey,” Tobey says. Tobey’s a man of the cloth, but he ain’t wearing any cloth at the moment so I guess he can cuss all he wants.

    “Oh, come on,” says Casey. “Everyone here can see the guy’s a freaking redshirt. I don’t want to be around when those zombies get him. Do you, preacher man?”

    “Pay no attention to him, Johnny,” Tobey says. “You’re going to make it through this just fine. I’ll see to that. God will see to that.”

    “I could use some comforting, Father Tobey,” Casey says, sex ever on his mind.

    “Get your finger out of my ass, Casey,” Tobey says.

    “Why? It feels even holier than the rest of you.” He snickers. “Get it? Holy.”

    “You’re an ass, Casey,” Thad chimes in. “Shut the fuck up.”

    “Maybe we should sacrifice you, Superman?” says Casey, his face drawn and serious. “I love a good hero-in-peril story. Besides, your ass is taking up most of the room in here. Why don’t you lay off the squats? Unless you want to do them on my face.”





    Tour Dates:

    12/17 – JP Barnaby
    12/18 – Mrs. Condit Reads Books
    12/19 – MM Good Book Reviews
    12/20 – Kage Alan
    12/21 – Joyfully Jay
    12/22 – Brandilyn Reviews Books
    12/24 – Sid Love
    12/25 – The Kimi-Chan Experience


    Thanks so much for stopping by to share your love and offer your support to Eric and TJ!

    Blaine D. Arden, Charley Descoteaux, Eric Arvin, Hayden Thorne, John Goode, Kate Lowell, Sneak Peek, Susan Mac Nicol, Thianna D, Tom Mendicino

    And Now, Here’s Our Sneak Peek At The Coming Week!

    Boy, have we got a week full of great stuff ahead, even with us taking the day off on Wednesday to spend with our loved ones. We’ve got guests and giveaways galore on tap; plus, as we head into the New Year, we’ve got our lists of Top Reads of 2013 compiled and ready to roll out on December 31st, so be on the lookout for that because there may be prizes involved. :-D

    Now, here’s what we’ve got coming up in the week ahead!

    Monday – We’ve got a big day today, as we play host not only to Eric Arvin and TJ Klune’s Ghoul’s Gym Blog Tour (with a whole slew of great giveaways), but we also will have author Thianna D with us on her Took My Breath Away Blog Tour and a huge Rafflecopter giveaway.

    TuesdayKate Lowell comes calling on her Christmas Goes Analog Blog Tour, and she’s offering a free E-copy of the book to one lucky reader.

    WednesdayMerry Christmas! We’re taking today off to spend with family and friends.

    ThursdayBlaine D. Arden will be popping in on The Forester II Blog Tour with Storm Moon Press.

    FridayHayden Thorne comes back for a visit today with Masks: Rise of the Heroes and a giveaway

    John Goode is also popping in for a visit with Part 5 of his writing series: “You Said What Now?”

    SaturdayCharley Descoteaux makes a Toy Run and stops in to chat about her Dreamspinner Advent story and the characters who make this Christmas tale so heartwarming.

    SundaySusan Mac Nicol is here today on her Worth Keeping Blog Tour, so be sure to stay tuned to find out what she has in store for you.

    And that wraps things up for now. Until next time, Merry Christmas and happy reading!

    Eric Arvin, Geoffrey Knight, J.P. Barnaby, TJ Klune, Wilde City Press

    Get Ready For The “Ghoul’s Gym” Blog Tour. It’s Bound To Be A Wilde Time!

    The M/M reading, writing, and reviewing community has banded together to rally around two of its own, in a show of love and support unlike anything I’ve ever witnessed before. As the dollar amount continues to grow to help Eric and TJ offset some of the financial burdens they’re currently facing, we witness an ever-growing outpouring of hope and prayers for Eric’s quick recovery and TJ’s continued strength to help see them both through it all. Here in the virtual community, JP Barnaby and Geoffrey Knight have worked together to organize a Blog Tour for TJ and Eric’s Ghoul’s Gym, their collaboration in Wilde City Press’s Zombie Boyz anthology, which is releasing on Wednesday, December 18, 2013.

    Throughout this mini-blitz, you’ll find articles about the ways in which these two authors have touched those they’ve met, whether in person, online, or simply through their work. There will be prize opportunities, including Amazon gift cards and download codes for free books from WCP, video clips from the archives right here at The Novel Approach, and more.

    The following is a list of participating authors and bloggers, so be sure to stay tuned!


    12/17JP Barnaby
    12/18Mrs. Condit Reads Books
    12/19MM Good Book Reviews
    12/20Kage Alan
    12/21Joyfully Jay
    12/22Brandilyn Reviews Books
    12/23The Novel Approach
    12/24Sid Love
    12/25The Kimi-Chan Experience

    Eric Arvin, TJ Klune

    In Which A Community Unites For Eric Arvin and TJ Klune

    I’m not one to pray to any one god because I don’t believe there is only one god. I believe there are many who are in both the big and small miracles we witness every day, most of them being the ones we each carry within ourselves. We are each, in our own ways, the directors of the universe. For better or for worse we control our own destinies, we can destroy with a single act of hate, and can transform the world with a simple act of kindness or a caring word.

    When things happen that we can’t explain or don’t understand, it’s difficult to see the god at work in the despair, or to know why the burden we endure is being placed upon our already weary heads—is it a test of faith, a test of the love we’ve been gifted, a reminder to live each day as if there will be no tomorrow? Or is it simply a reminder that we are stronger and more courageous than we’ve ever known possible? Is it proof that when we suffer we never do it alone? There is no certain answer for why we are burdened with the challenges we face, unless it’s for no other reason than to remind us of the strength we find in the love and support from family, friends, and the compassionate gifts from complete strangers who rally around two people who are facing uncertainty and more than a few challenges ahead, but who are being lifted up in prayer and good wishes.

    Eric Arvin and TJ Klune are being tested right now, and though the why of it may be a mystery, the result of it is that a group of people are rallying around them, if not in person then in spirit, to show them how much they are valued and what a gift they are to those they may never meet, simply because they’ve shared their gift of words in the books they write and the stories they tell.

    A fundraiser has been organized to help them offset some of the medical expenses they will incur before Eric is back home where he belongs. This is not a plea to give, but merely a reminder that if you should choose to do so, your gift will be valued and will be, again if you should choose, a means of helping to share their burden in your own way.

    Daniel A. Kaine, Eric Arvin, Ethan Day, Ethan Stone, Geoffrey Knight, TJ Klune, Wilde City Press

    The “Zombie Boyz” Are Here To Infiltrate Your Brains

    “It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains.” ― Seth Grahame-Smith

    Zombie Boyz is the much-anticipated anthology from Wilde City Press. I know that when it was first offered up for review my fellow reviewers and myself at The Novel Approach acted like a swarm of brain hungry zombies for the chance to review it. There are three stories in this meaty book written by Geoffrey Knight and Ethan Day, Ethan Stone and Daniel A. Kaine, and TJ Klune and Eric Arvin. Each of the stories offers quite a different slant on zombies, their creation, interaction in the story, and how romance can spread like contagion in a zombie apocalypse. With that said, each of the stories has a unique style proffered by the stories unique writing duos, and gives the reader three very different points of view.

    I have to admit that I was very curious how zombies could be intertwined into gay romance. My husband Jacob had heard through the grapevine that the anthology was in the works, and when he communicated to me that the boys at Wilde City were working on a zombie anthology, I have to admit I was scratching my head. I do NOT like zombies. They scare the absolute bejeesus out of me and I had NO clue how they could be integrated into a gay romance. Now, I do understand that in the paranormal community and in pop culture that zombies are quite the hot item at present, but how does one have sex with a zombie? Yuck! Well, just let me say that the boyz of Zombie Boyz do a remarkable job of integrating the pop culture clamor for everything zombie into the gay romance genre and are very adept at making zombies in the right setting sexy! I was pleasantly surprised at how well all three stories made zombies, if not lovable, at least made them somewhat human and a catalyst for love to take shape. Each of the stories reads well, and gave at least this reader much more than was anticipated. This book is a great way to give your brain a taste of everything zombie!

    Brains! It’s the new super food for romance.

    Reviewed by: Bruce

    You can buy Zombie Boyz here:

    Anne Brooke, Charlie Harding, Clare London, Eric Arvin, Ethan Stone, Ewan Creed, Geoffrey Knight, Hank Edwards, J.P. Barnaby, Lloyd Meeker, Owen Keehnen, Patrick Darcy, Pelaam, Shae Connor, Wilde City Press

    Your 4th Of July is About To Get All Kinds Of Wilde!


    Summer is all about fun, adventure and making great holiday memories. What do the Wilde City authors get up to? Find out when they were asked about some of their favorite summer traditions … past, present, and future.

    Help Wilde City Press celebrate the start of summer and July 4th. Enjoy 25% of your entire cart from Wednesday July 3rd through Sunday July 7th with the coupon code: WildeFreedom.


    What is your favorite July 4th / Independence Day memory or tradition?


    Shae Connor

    My favorite July 4th tradition is putting the watermelon in the pool.

    See, my extensive extended family mostly lives in and around a small Georgia town, and the main gathering place for as long as I can remember has been the house of one of my grandmother’s sisters. (Both my grandmother and her sister are gone now, but some things just don’t change.)

    Every year on the 4th of July, everyone who’s in town gathers at that house for a cookout. There’s a big grill out back, where the manly men types cook the meat. There’s also a pool, and every year, there’s a watermelon that goes in the pool. The kids play with it in the water most of the day, and then after everyone eats, the watermelon gets fished out, washed off, and sliced for everyone to dig in. The water in the pool chills it perfectly, not too cold like it would be from the fridge.

    Now I want some pool-cooled watermelon!

    I’ve been making up stories for as long as I can remember, but it took me a long time to figure out that maybe I should start writing them down. I started out writing fanfic well over a decade ago, and in 2010, I moved into original fiction. (Though I do still get waylaid by a fanfiction plotbunny now and then.)

    Shae is new to Wilde City. Look for Fringes, her Charlie Harding Presents erotic sci-fi short due out later this summer. Visit her at:


    Owen Keehnen

    I am not sure if it was the exactly the 4th of July, but I do recall the fireworks. I was probably 20 or so and felt very grown up. I was in my first real apartment with my first real boyfriend. It was night and to escape the heat we climbed out my bedroom window onto the roof. We spread a sheet on the graveled tar and were lying there just holding hands and watching the stars. There was heat lightning to the south. The small town fireworks began about a half hour after dusk and probably lasted a total of five minutes. When they ended, I turned to him and said, “I love you.” I didn’t know exactly what those words entailed, but I knew how I felt and at that moment there wasn’t a doubt in my mind. It was such a feeling of complete contentment. We ended up falling asleep out there on the roof and climbed back inside around 3 a.m. He’s gone now, but whenever I see fireworks I think of him and that rooftop and that moment. It always brings a smile.

    In addition to the four poems he contributed to Falling Awake, Owen has two other projects coming soon to Wilde City. The LGBT Book of Days is a fun and comprehensive guide to thousands of the most important dates in LGBT history – it’s great for reference and trivia and a real treat to compile. The second is a humorous novel called Young Digby Swank, a gay coming of age story about growing up Catholic which is hilarious and heartbreaking and heroic all at the same time. Visit Owen on facebook.


    Hank Edwards

    Meet Josh Stanton, orphaned at a young age in the mid-1800s, he has always been considered an outcast in Belkin’s Pass. Now he’s grown into a quiet, well-educated young man full of secrets, the least of which is his love for his best friend, town deputy Dex Wells. But when the ancient vampire Balthazar begins feeding on the residents of Belkin’s Pass, Josh’s secrets prove to be the turning point in a battle for the souls of the townspeople—but at what personal cost? —- Cowboys & Vampires, available now at Wilde City Press.

    Visit Hank at



    What is your favorite Summer memory or tradition?

    Geoffrey Knight

    My favourite Independence Day moment has to be when Will Smith socks that mean old alien in the chops after they have the dogfight in the canyon and he says something bad-ass like, “You aliens just wrecked my July 4 barbecue and now I’m gonna have me some E.T. burgers because you guys suck!” Oh … you mean a real Independence Day memory, not a scene from the movie! I guess I’ll answer the Best Summer Memory or Tradition question instead.

    I don’t think I have one particular memory or tradition that stands out because I love everything about Summer. Being Australian, Summer means lots of public holidays: Christmas, Boxing Day, New Year’s Day and Australia all happen in the space of a month or so, so January pretty much means lots of delicious seafood and days at the beach and your skin feels dusty with sea-salt the whole time, which is a feeling I love. Now that I’ve moved to an island it’s even better; Sydney beaches can get really crowded but up here I can walk from one end of the beach to the other with my dogs and not see a soul. And yes, of course I go in for a skinny dip! ;)

    “I want to see.” … “Nash, we’re in Egypt, in the ruins of an ancient city, standing in front of a secret door! Aren’t you curious?”
    “Curiosity killed the – ” … “No, I’m not curious.”
    The lie was unconvincing enough to give Ryan the confidence to sway him.
    Sway him with a kiss. …
    “Curious yet?”

    You can read Nash’s answer in Cairo Curse, book two in the Vampire Lair series. Visit Geoff at


    Lloyd Meeker

    My favorite summer tradition is honoring the solstice. In one old tradition, Midsummer Night was the time to leave a small dish of brandy in the garden as a gift to the fairies, which I’ve always thought was charming. Inviting the goodwill of nature is always a sensible idea!

    I mark the solstice by honoring extremes – the dark of winter in the southern hemisphere and the light of summer in the northern – and the inevitable swing of the one toward the other. It is the wisdom of the Tao, the dance of light and dark, each with the spark of the other in its core.

    This idea may seem pretty dry, but try this little experiment: sit on a playground swing and build momentum. Make the point furthest back winter solstice, when movement forward begins, and make the point farthest forward summer solstice, when graceful retreat begins. Feel the delicious centrifugal force as you move, your weightlessness at both far points – and remember the earth, held in her arc by the sun.

    Gay PI Russ Morgan doesn’t mind being fifty but hates being single. He’s made peace with being a psychic empath, and he’s managed to build a decent life since getting sober. As he uncovers obscene secrets shrouded in seeming righteousness, he might have to make peace with a sword of justice that cuts the innocent as deeply as the guilty. —- Enigma, coming soon to Wilde City Press.

    Visit Lloyd at


    Clare London

    I wish the UK had July 4 celebrations as well! This summer so far, we’ve had sleet, flood rains, gale force winds and then occasionally a sunny, hot day. I think this is the reason most of our sentimental celebrations take place in the latter half of the year. Or why the British talk constantly about the weather.

    It seemed sunnier in The Old Days, when I was young(er). One happy memory is of an annual trip with friends to Henley-on-Thames, for a barbeque/picnic beside the river. This was the irresponsible time before kids and mortgages! We always arranged a game of rounders (like baseball, but not), competing with way more enthusiasm than skill, and helped along (or hindered?) by huge amounts of alcohol.

    We still have photographic evidence of the fun. A gal sitting in her bikini, draining the last cupful of fruit punch from a litre-sized jug. A chap with his younger brother hauled over his shoulder, running towards the river to throw him in. Various self-inflicted rounders-bat injuries on sunburned shins. Clare, clutching river weeds to her chest because she lost her tube top when she dived in…

    Oh those lazy, hazy afternoons of summer!

    Meet Freeman, a quiet man who’s not used to sharing his plans, his history, or his emotions. He’s returned to the city on business, a case that has nothing to do with the people he once left behind: his ex-wife, his male ex-lover, and his ex-business partner. He has no plans to engage with any of them again – until he meets Kit, the provocative young man who’s going to pull Freeman from the safety of his shell, whether he wants to or not. —- Freeman, coming soon to Wilde City Press.

    Visit Clare at


    Eric Arvin

    I’m a big music slut any time of the year, but I especially love summer music or music that makes me think of summer. Every spring I make an awesome playlist for the warmer months. There be lots of frivolity and even some slower tunes in the mix. Here are a few from this year’s playlist:

    Boys on the Radio by Hole
    Mad About You by Belinda Carlisle
    Love This by Cosmo Jarvis
    Love Profusion by Madonna (Madonna has a lot of great summer tunes)
    Car Wheels on A Gravel Road by Lucinda Williams

    Midnight City by M83 (they’re last album was a summer spectacular)
    I’m Like a Bird by Nelly Furtado
    Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow
    Summer Fling by kd lang (from her album Invincible Summer)
    Summertime Clothes by Animal Collective

    Wicked Game by Chris Isaak
    Spaceman by The Killers (again, they’ve got a lot of great summery songs)
    Boys of Summer by Eric Himan (a great version of the Don Henley classic)
    For the Summer by Ray LaMontagne
    Summer Days by Norah Jones

    Summertime by Ella Fitzgerald
    Summer Moved On by A-ha
    Freeway by Aimee Mann (Mann’s voice just sounds like summer to me, other Mann Summer songs include 4th of July and Fifty Years After the Fair)
    Free Falling by Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
    End of the Innocence by Don Henley

    If I Ever Feel Better by Phoenix
    Birmingham by Shovels & Rope
    Ramona by Night Beds
    Singing in My Sleep by Semisonic
    Lightning Bolt by Jake Bugg

    Eric Arvin resides in the same sleepy Indiana river town where he grew up. He graduated from Hanover College with a Bachelors in History. He has lived, for brief periods, in Italy and Australia. He has survived brain surgery and his own loud-mouthed personal demons. Eric is the author of The Mingled destinies of Crocodiles and Men, and various other sundry and not-so-sundry writings. He intends to live the rest of his days with tongue in cheek and eyes set to roam.

    Visit Eric at


    Patrick Darcy

    Without a doubt, on a cold summer night in Dublin, I dream of being naked on an Ibizan beach. Preferably Playa Es Cavallet, the gay nudist beach. It’s a bit of a trek; you have to get past the German and Dutch naturalist before getting to the promised land of sexy, naked homos. I see it now, hot muscled hunks, with tattoos and great big…….

    The beach is all white sand lined with cool beach bars, and the sound of funky music fills the air. Such a great relaxed vibe and beautiful people cruising each other. To say it’s sexual would be an understatement.

    Summer is all about being naked, however, there are occasional problems. As a weak and feeble man, I am constantly being shown up by my hardon. I want to be dignified and European. But I’m Irish, I see a hot naked guy and, well, my cock just has to show its appreciation. Total nude beach faux pas. Oh the shame of it! The only saving grace is that my buns are rather pert. So I spend most of the day laying on my front, peaking through my Roy Orbison shades at all the beach talent.

    OK. now I’m horny!

    Hi! I’m Patrick Darcy. Rugby player, Irishman and writer of full strength gay erotica. Follow me at, as I comment on life in Dublin, hot men and all the things that make me tick. There are two big passions in my life: great sex and rugby. Quite often, these are combined! I love the thrill of competition, the power, the intensity, the brotherhood of rugby.

    Oh, and I love being naked!


    Anne Brooke

    My favourite summer memory is my mother’s homemade lemonade. She only ever made it in summer as she said it was an outdoor drink and needed a big dose of sunshine to make the bubbles pop. Apparently winter would make the whole drink go grey and flat, and as I was young I believed her – and in a way I still do. Homemade lemonade only ever appeared about three or four times a year and only when we were very good and she was pleased with us. It wasn’t ever something she prepared for either but, in our family group, she would slip away quietly and after a while one or another of us would realise she was missing. From then on the excitement would mount and then – at last! – half an hour or so later she would reappear with a huge jug of lovely lemony-yellow bubbly drink and a selection of glasses. Drinking it meant you had enough sugar in your system to last you well into the next month, but it was like a blast of sunshine and citrus in the mouth, I can tell you. Sheer bliss!

    The night I met Luke Milton, the last thing I was looking for was any kind of relationship …

    “What the hell are you doing?” …
    “Waiting for you …”
    “You’ve not covered up your mark.” … “You must have taken some stick for it from the office.”
    “Why should I cover it up? You gave it to me. That’s worth all the stick in the world.”

    Read the rest of Luke and Alan’s interactions in The Beginning of Knowledge, available now at Wilde City Press. Visit Anne at


    Ewan Creed

    I’ll set the scene for you – a rowboat, a bottle of wine, a low moon, and a good man. We had met on the beach that morning and clicked, so after hanging out all day I invited him out to dinner and then for a ride on the lake. There was just something about him. It was so easy to talk to him. I told him more about myself than I told my best friends and he shared just as much about himself. That evening was nothing special in the scheme of things, and yet perfect at the same time. It was one of those connections you just don’t forget. He was the first person I ever told that I wanted to be a writer.

    Meet Alex, a man caught up in the leather bar scene of 1975, a man consumed by the feeling of sexual abandon and freedom. One night Alex gets more than he bargained for and is transported into a dark carnal wonderland of sexual abandon and perpetual desire, a world that can trap a man for all eternity. —- The Leather Bar Mural, available now from Wilde City Press.

    Follow all of Ewan’s release dates HERE.



    If you could escape to anywhere in the world this summer, where would it be?

    J.P. Barnaby

    J. P. Barnaby, an award-winning gay romance novelist, is the author of over a dozen books including the Little Boy Lost series, the Forbidden Room series, and Aaron. As a bisexual woman, J.P. is a proud member of the GLBT community both online and in her small town on the outskirts of Chicago. A member of Mensa, she is described as brilliant but troubled, sweet but introverted, and talented but deviant. She spends her days writing software and her nights writing erotica, which is, of course, far more interesting. The spare time that she carves out between her career and her novels is spent reading about the concept of love, which, like some of her characters, she has never quite figured out for herself.

    J.P.’s new Rentboy series is coming to Wilde City press later this year. Visit J.P. at



    I live in New Zealand and summer here starts in December. For someone born in the UK, seeing bikinis and sun lotion next to Christmas trees and decorations just isn’t right. A holiday somewhere hot and sultry with exotic cocktails might be most people’s idea of summer bliss. However, I’d like to escape to celebrate my summer Christmas in Canada with snow, caribou, and lots of mulled wine.

    Living in clean, green New Zealand, I am an author, foodie, wine buff and Art Historian. I write M/M romance, particularly paranormal, sci-fi and fantasy, and like to add passion, and a twist, to my tales. I grew up on Dr Who, Star Trek and The Night Stalker. I never leave the house without at least one notebook, ready to jot down anything the muse may whisper. Visit me on facebook.


    Charlie Harding

    I would scoop up my partner Scotty Rage and we’d meet up with our 10 closest friends at a beach somewhere. Seafood, cocktails, sand, sun and the people we care about… Our favorite combination!

    Charlie Harding joined the ranks of adult performers in February 2012. He has won multiple awards including “Best New Cummer,” “Best Daddy,” “Best Ass Eater 2012” and “Manly Man”. Charlie has also put his multiple college degrees to work building network of business ventures including launching his own line of personally selected gay erotica at Charlie lives in Atlanta, Georgia with his partner and fiance, Scotty Rage.


    Ethan Stone

    I would love to go on a cruise to somewhere warm but not too hot. I want a place with a beach, cool clear water and some hot cabana boys. The hot cabana boys are not just for eye candy, they’d be there for inspiration. The whole trip would be for inspiration since I’ve been having a hard time with writing lately. Being in a relaxing environment with pretty eye candy all around me could really help with my writing block. Additionally, it would benefit my health as well. If I were to lay shirtless in the sun, soaking up all that vitamin D, I’d have all the energy I need for anything that happened to come up. :-)

    Anyone wanting to contribute to the “Save Ethan’s Mental and Physical Health” Cruise feel free to use Paypal.

    “Did you like what you saw out there?” …
    “You’re a very … talented dancer.” …
    “Anything else you liked?”
    “You fishing for a compliment, Holt? You don’t seem the type to need your ego stroked.”
    “Maybe it’s not my ego I want s…”

    See if Jason Holt ever gets around to telling Quinn what he wants stroked, Past Tense available now at Wilde City Press. Visit Ethan at

    Dreamspinner Press, Eric Arvin

    Eric Arvin’s Woke Up in a Strange Place Is A Life After Life Adventure

    To die will be an awfully big adventure. – Aristotle

    Imagine, if you will, standing upon the banks of a lazy river, its surface a cool and contemplative deception that masks the roiling current tumbling below. You wade into its deceptive stillness, unaware of and unprepared for what lies beneath, an unknown variable that, in its depth and power, sweeps you off your feet and carries you to the beyond, a traveler on its every whim, helpless to do anything more than succumb to it, leaving you at the mercy of its will.

    This is exactly what reading Woke Up In a Strange Place was like for me, drifting along on a river of words that flowed at once serenely then became turbulent in their emotional depths. Eric Arvin sat down in front of a computer one day and began to tell a story, opening a floodgate of imagery so museful and inspired that it lured me in, in all its subtle tranquility, and then drew me under, setting me adrift on an unexpected journey that transported me to a place far, far from where I’d begun, a place that is other and exists just beyond the veil of “I am”, in a place we may know as “I was”.

    Imagine, if you will, that we are little more than souls inhabiting a temporary shelter, traveling on an endless journey that loops in a continuum of beginnings, the sort of beginnings that lead us down a path once traveled then forgotten that must be traveled then remembered before we can begin again. The journey will take you through a Neverland of wondrous and impossible possibilities, an Elysian Field where each station of the course is laid out in a carefully constructed relief map of the unexpected, where those who are expecting the unexpected watch and wait in remembrance of us.

    Joe has set out upon this journey through his own Avalon, chasing his life in death through snippets of memory until the moment he will reach the thing closest to a heaven only he can claim as his own. Only, Heaven is closed for business…or, is it?…in this through-the-looking-glass adventure, in this searching of souls where a man discovers that the pride in all his battles in life have built the strength that leads him to a love of lifetimes.

    Over land and water and through the skies, Joe will encounter places of grief and regret, of seduction and salvation, of mystery and revelation, places of grace and of love, and faith and forgiveness. It is the place called the Eternal Second, the place where mythology meets the poetic, and where Joe will search for The Stranger he knows so well but can’t yet remember, not until he relives time and time and time again.

    Woke Up In a Strange Place is a story of death and rebirth, of destiny and second chances, like an ambling journey through a long and winding poem written in perfect symmetry and rhythm, a visual journey sketched on the mind’s eye of halcyon days and a tempest of moments that have served to build a man from beginning to end to beginning again.

    I love this book, love it with everything there is to love about storytelling and wordsmithing and imagination and speculation about what lies beyond for us all. It is personal but not only to the author. It is personal to each and every one of us who is willing to read and examine our beliefs of what happens once we shuffle off this mortal coil, but it is not a story of what happens after we die.

    This is a story of what happens after we’ve lived.

    The book is subliminal and it is sublime, and if you haven’t read it yet, I can’t recommend highly enough that you do, and soon.

    Reviewed by: Lisa

    You can buy Woke Up in a Strange Place here:

    Anne Brooke, Eric Arvin, Ethan Stone, Hank Edwards, Jacob Z. Flores, Patrick Darcy, Sandrine Gasq-Dion, TJ Klune, Wilde City Press

    And The Winners Are…

    Hi! Remember Eric Arvin and TJ Klune’s video? Yeah, me too! Well, as it happens, they had a little giveaway going on along with their shenanigans, and guess what? The six winners have been selected. And guess what else? They’ll each be receiving a nifty download code apiece for a FREE book from Wilde City Press. See? Nifty.

    So, on that note, it’s my great pleasure to announce the lucky winners right here! They are:



    Joanne from Colorado




    russ coons

    Congratulations to each and every one of you, and to everyone who participated, thanks for stopping by and playing along in our Wilde Week of fun!

    And on behalf of Bruce, Tina, and Jackie, I’d like to take a moment to offer a huge thanks to Geoff Knight, Ethan Day, and Dolorianne, the woman behind the scenes who made this all go off without a single hitch, as well as a heaping helping of feels to all the authors – Patrick Darcy, Hank Edwards, Eric & TJ, Jacob Z.Flores, Ethan Stone, Sandrine Gasq-Dion, and Anne Brooke, who each made this such a stellar week!


    Eric Arvin, TJ Klune, Videos, Wilde City Press

    You’ll Laugh, You’ll Cry, You May Even Wet Yourself – Ladies and Gentlemen, Behold… Eric Arvin and TJ Klune

    What is it that makes a great video? Is it the thrills, the chills…the random hilarity and smoochy faces and cat butt? Yes, there’s Otter butt in this one, people. Never let it be said you weren’t warned.

    This video is epic. Epic, I tell you! There are zombies and questionably good impersonations! (No, really, they’re lovely, guys) And there’s The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men… And there’s just no easy way to prepare you for it, so here they are in all their epicliciousness. ::drum roll:: It’s the Eric and TJ show! ::fanfare::


    There. That is all. Now go and behold the madcap Klarvin shenanigans!

    Eric Arvin, Ethan Stone, Jacob Z. Flores, Sandrine Gasq-Dion, TJ Klune, Wilde City Press

    Folks, The Novel Approach Is About To Go A Little Wilde

    We couldn’t be more thrilled to be playing host this week to Wilde City Press and some of the authors who make that city such a Wilde place to visit. To put a finer point on it:

    Wilde City is a metropolis of male fiction brimming with the best in Gay Male Romance, Gay Male Erotica and Gay Male Mainstream books; a place inhabited by the most talented writers in the industry whose page-turning tales will make you laugh, cry and beg for more!

    From stories of romance and desire, to thrills and spills, you’ll experience all the fun and fantasy, all the suspense and steaminess, of a city that only sleeps when you do.

    You’ll find stories of Gay Romance on just about every corner of Wilde City. Look out for those lingering gazes between strangers as they pass by on the Boulevard of Hopeless Romantics, or book a table at Wilde City’s Gay Rainbow Room and watch someone’s fingers brush against the hand of a man longing to be kissed. Yes, in a city this big, romance is everywhere.

    But many other gay worlds exist within Wilde City. Walk through the cobblestone alleys of the Old Docklands and you’re sure to stumble across something that will chill you to the bone. Venture through the haunted mansions of the old Parisian Quarter and you might catch a glimpse of a handsome ghost, or powerful werewolf, or a vampire hungry for your blood. Or perhaps you’d prefer a laugh with the gay characters you’ll meet on Vaudeville Avenue as they bumble their way through life looking for Mr. Right… or Mr. Right Now! Or buy yourself a ticket to gay adventure atop Wilde City’s Empire Tower and board the Wilde World Airship for an action-packed trip of a lifetime!

    Then again, if you’ve come to Wilde City for action of a different kind, welcome to a city teeming with Gay Erotica. You’ll find sex in almost every back alley and respectable dive in Wilde City’s notoriously naughty Pink Light District. Or for something that’s sure to turn you on, visit Mr. Charlie Harding’s exclusive black-label sex soiree, ‘Charlie Harding Presents’… because why not get the best in Gay Erotica from the Expert!

    It’s time to go Wilde… this City is calling!

    We’ll be kicking off the festivities tomorrow with our first guest, author Patrick Darcy, who’ll be discussing erotica and homosexuality in Ireland, so stay tuned for that.

    Throughout the week, we’ll have a variety of interviews, videos, guest posts, and some great reviews of more than a few Wilde books.

    Here’s what’s on tap for the rest of the week:

    Tuesday – Hank Edwards will be our guest, discussing the meshing of multiple paranormal elements into one story/series in Venom Valley, where his book Cowboys & Vampires takes place.

    Wednesday – we’ll have Eric Arvin and TJ Klune here with a video that’s sure to be fun.

    Thursday – Jacob Z. Flores will have a guest post discussing finding love in dark places, as well as a video reading from his latest release Moral Authority.

    Friday – Ethan Stone will be here with an interview and maybe talk a little bit about his book Past Tense.

    Saturday – Sandrine Gasq-Dion is our guest, and she’s got a new book out with Wilde City called A Betting Man.

    My bet is you won’t want to miss a moment of this!

    Eric Arvin, Wilde City Press

    Eric Arvin Will Make You Believe In The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men

    If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees. – Kahlil Gibran

    There’s a single line in Eric Arvin’s The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men that, if I were being lazy, I’d use to sum up exactly what this book is and leave it at that: “It felt like a dream, an illusion ended before the mind could piece it all together.”

    There. Now you know everything you need to know about this grand and glorious novel. Wait. You know two things now because, yes, it was like an illusive waking dream, but it was indeed also grand and glorious. It was epic in only the way parables and mythology and fairy tales of the battle between good and evil can be, and it’s a book that fed all my nerd-girl reading fantasies.

    The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men is a walk through the valley of the shadow of death, where animals speak and the forest is enchanted, where magic and faithcraft contest the encroachment of the Outside World, and where superstition and science wrestle with zealotry and spirituality. It is a valley where a chapel resides on poisoned ground, as those who are called there are swallowed into the very bowels of its corruption. It is a place where a famine of birds has allowed a plague of bugs, a place where the Angel of Death lurks in the treetops and keeps an ever watchful eye upon the few remaining souls there. It is a place where God and Gaia have yet to find a way to peacefully coexist.

    The river valley is the place where sacrifice and grief walk hand in hand with fate and destiny—the fate of what is meant to happen, the destiny of where that event must lead—where the renunciation of love is at worst a death sentence and at best a decent into madness. It is a place where the trinity—the three that replace one as the symbol of power—will stand together and emerge victorious so that they may have hope for the generations to come.

    The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men is a story of hope and faith and of courage, in which courage doesn’t mean an absence of fear but is the sort of bravery a man sometimes finds when he feels he has nothing left to lose.

    It’s a book that feeds the imagination and is a feast for every reader who loves the sort of prose that flows poetically through a world that is just on the other side of extraordinary. It is symbolic and supernatural and is the sort of book that makes me want to celebrate my love of reading. It’s one of the more unique books I’ve read in a very long time and I wouldn’t hesitate to recommend it.

    You can buy The Mingled Destinies of Crocodiles and Men here:

    Dreamspinner Press, Eric Arvin

    Subsurdity: Vignettes From Jasper Lane by Eric Arvin

    “Suburbs are incubators of apathy and delirium.” – Cyril Connolly

    Getting a glimpse at the residents of Jasper Lane was a bit like peeking into the windows of a museum for the artfully deranged, and the scrim of Eric Arvin’s screwball suburbia is in the curb appeal that has nothing to do with manicured lawns and gingerbread trim, and everything to do with the mad-scape of the people whose secrets and lies and wondrous proclivities make me want to settle there and fill my lawn with pink flamingoes and ceramic gnomes, and host my own parties that will become legendary in the annals of debauchery and depravity.

    Subsurdity is a block-party sitcom where the morality is policed by Melinda Gold and her mother, a harpy of an old woman whose only redeeming feature is the comedic gas-mine of her chronic fart problem. Eric Arvin skewers the illusion of the perfect suburban neighborhood with a voyeur’s eye view of exactly what goes on behind closed doors on Jasper Lane, where Cassie Bloom holds court and hosts gay porn parties, where out of work husband and expectant father, Steve Jones, becomes a gay-for-pay porn star—and suddenly keeping-up-with-the-Joneses takes on a whole new meaning. It’s the place Gayhound the homosexual dog calls home; where “Better Homes & Gardens” meets “Murder Most Likely”; where “good Christian” is an oxymoron of biblical proportions that threatens to strangle the very life out of seventeen-year-old Patrick Gold; where nothing spells humiliation like your tongue stud getting stuck in the UPS guy’s Prince Albert—for all your neighbors to witness—and where, amidst all the absurdity, a lovely little romance blooms between Rick Cooper and James Tucker. That is, if James can find the strength to come out of the closet.

    Folks, Subsurdity ain’t your mama’s daytime soap opera, that’s for sure. It takes the monochromatic suburban life and transforms it into an in-living-color satire where the characters put the “fun” in dys-fun-ctional, and I’d gladly turn off my Kindle and tune into that fun, if only to gawk and wonder why my life is such an utter snooze.

    Eric Arvin is a GayRomLit participant (and fellow Hoosier. :-D). You can visit Eric’s blog HERE.

    Buy Subsurdity HERE.