Blog Tour for Through the Years
Thanks Grace, for hosting me today. This is the second stop on my second blog tour. I wonder if there is any numerological significance to that. It’s sure significant to me. My first stop (listed below) was mostly about the raffle I’m doing again this time, and about all the ways this book is different than my other two.
For one thing, this one sprang into my mind, pretty much fully formed, after witnessing a thirty second or so interaction in real life.
I was at the hospital waiting on my daughter to get of an MRI test. They wouldn’t let me go back with her, so I was sitting in the waiting room. The door opened, and I looked up to see if it was her, but instead, the nurse pushed out a little old man in a wheelchair. Another older man got up and met him. He kneeled down in front of the man in the wheelchair and was talking to him, then he cupped his cheek with his hand, and then slid a knitted cap onto his bald head.
I have no idea what the back story was there. I don’t know if the older man had any kind of terminal illness or was just having a test for one of the many side effects of aging. I don’ t know if they’d ever been there before or if this was their first visit. I don’t even know if these men were a couple. They might have been father and son. There was enough apparent age difference that if the son hadn’t aged well, but the father was older than he seem, it would have been possible. It doesn’t even matter, really. In my slashy little heart, they were a couple, and not only that, they’d known each other for decades, had gone through life together and now one was facing losing the other one.
The whole story came flowing into my mind. At about that time, my daughter came out and we walked to the car with the thoughts of getting lunch. I spent the next hour telling her about these two men…the real ones, briefly, but more importantly, the ones in my head.
Edward and Gene were born, and with them came families and friends, and good times and bad. There were other partners for each of them along the way, but they ultimately wound up together.
My daughter was fascinated and told me that I absolutely had to write this book. I started on it as soon as I got home, even though I was in the middle of two other ones at the time. The words came flowing out.
I knelt down in front of his wheelchair at the front entrance of the hospital. It was cold outside, and he was more sensitive to it now than he normally was. I took his hat from the backpack at the rear of the chair and lovingly pulled it down snug on his bald head. This would be the last time we’d be at the hospital. The treatments had stopped working. The doctors had offered that continued chemotherapy might buy a month or two, but Edward wanted to live the remaining time—however short—free of chemicals and all the symptoms that came with them. He wanted to die at home, surrounded by loved ones. I knew it wouldn’t be long, though. He had barely lasted long enough to get to the appointment today. He was going downhill in a hurry.
I let the back of my hand trail down the side of his face, every wrinkle marring the surface already memorized from years of being a life partner to this wonderful man.
The rest just fell into place after that. It was all I could do to get anything else done. I just wanted to sit and write. Fortunately it was summer, and I’m a teacher, so I had more time than I normally would have.
What about you? Tell me about your stories that have come to your mind all but already written. Tell me of the stories that consumed you to the point of not wanting to do anything else.
On to the Raffle part of the tour:
I’ve listed the tour stops below and have given either the link to the blog in general or to my post specifically. Feel free to stop by as many as you want. For each stop that you comment on, you will receive one entry to the giveaway. I’ll check all the stops numerous times throughout the tour and will draw five winners on Thanksgiving Day, so even if you come in late to the tour, you can go back through the list and comment on past stops.
I’m giving away five prizes. 1) a signed paperback copy of Through the Years; 2 and 3) electronic copies of Through the Years, 4) your choice of either a signed paperback copy or an audiobook of Living Again (the audiobook won’t be available until December), and 5) an electronic copy of Haunted.
Blog Tour Stops for Through the Years
|Blog Stop||Date||Blog Owner||Blog Address|
|1||October 6||Anne Barwell||http://annebarwell.wordpress.com|
|2||October 7||Grace Duncan||http://www.grace-duncan.com/|
|3||October 8||Jessica Skye Davies||http://jessicaskyedavies.blogspot.com|
|4||October 9||Shira Anthony||www.shiraanthony.com|
|5||October 10||Emma Tett||http://emmy-j.blogspot.co.uk|
|6||October 11||Kim Fieldings|
|7||October 12||Bike Books Reviews||bikebookreviews.blogspot.com|
|8||October 13||Tempest O’Riley||http://tempesteoriley.com|
|9||October 14||Sean Michael||http://seanmichaelwrites.blogspot.ca/|
|10||October 15||Allison Cassatta||Allisoncassatta.blogspot.com|
|11||October 16||Jana Denardo||http://jana-denardo.livejournal.com/|
|12||October 17||Louise Lyons||http://louiselyonsauthor.wordpress.com|
|13||October 18||PD Singer||http://pdsinger.com|
|14||October 20||Shae Connor||http://shaeconnorwrites.com|
|15||October 21||Suki Fleet||http://sukifleet.wordpress.com|
|16||October 27||Charlie Cochet||http://purpleroseteahouse.charliecochet.com|
|17||October 28||Elizabeth Noble||http://www.elizabeth-noble.com/my-blog|
|18||October 29||Tara Lain||http://taralain.com|
|19||October 31||Sophie Bonaste||http://sophiebonaste.blogspot.com|
|20||November 4||Kit Moss||http://kitmossreviews.blogspot.com|
|21||November 10||Lane Hayes||lanehayes.wordpress.com|
|22||November 13||Mike Rupured||http://rupured.com|
Thanks again Grace, for letting me stop by today.
Blurb for Through the Years
Edward and Gene were instantly drawn to each other when they met at college in Maryland. Fast friends, they developed a “closer than brothers” relationship. But then Edward began to feel more for Gene. In 1967, those kind of feelings would not be tolerated. Not even by Edward himself.
Gene always thought he was asexual. He had never been attracted to anyone… until he met Edward. He dreamed of Edward as more than a friend throughout college, but he knew Edward would not welcome that kind of attention. So Gene wasn’t surprised when Edward reacted badly to a drunken kiss just before Edward’s graduation. He was surprised when Edward moved to Florida and had little to do with him for years afterward.
When fate finally brings them back together, Edward is married and has a little girl. Gene gladly accepts the role of “Uncle Gene,” happy to have Edward in his life in any capacity. Together, they face all the trials and tribulations life throws at them, including the death of Edward’s wife, and as each grows and matures, their life views change. The relationship they’ve secretly wanted all along is closer than ever, and if Edward can break free from his homophobic upbringing and admit his feelings for Gene, there might still be a chance for them to share their lives in the way they both desire.
A Bittersweet Dreams title: It’s an unfortunate truth: love doesn’t always conquer all. Regardless of its strength, sometimes fate intervenes, tragedy strikes, or forces conspire against it. These stories of romance do not offer a traditional happy ending, but the strong and enduring love will still touch your heart and maybe move you to tears.
Brynn Stein has always loved to write. Fan fiction, original fiction, whatever. While Brynn wrote in numerous genres – everything from mystery, to contemporary, to supernatural – she had always tended toward strong male characters. And then she discovered ‘slash’, male/male romance, and all those strong male characters were finally allowed to express their love for one another. It seems that there are always at least two characters clamoring to tell Brynn their story.
Brynn lives in Virginia with one of her two two-legged children, and two four-legged ones. Her supportive family encourages her writing and provides a sounding board for fledgling stories. When she isn’t writing, Brynn teaches children with special needs. In free time, when such a thing exists, she reads anything she can get her hands on, and haunts bookstores. She draws and paints, and enjoys the outdoors—especially if she can get to the beach—and is always thinking about her next story.