Friday, October 3, 2014

INTERVIEW: J.K. Hogan plus #Giveaway!

Hello JK and welcome to The Hat Party! <3 Thank you so much for subjecting yourself to the RANDOMNESS that is a Raine O'Tierney interview! Please don your best hat, and let's get started!

This is the hat that goes with my costume for the GRL time travel party. Can you guess what I’m going as?

You’ve been given the opportunity to go back in time and give your 13-year-old self a message. What do you say?

STAY AWAY FROM THAT BOY. No, I wasn’t a teen mom or anything so dire. The first two boys to ever break my heart, I met when I was thirteen. The first one did it in a mean way. The second one, well we just kept missing each other and never did make it work. Either way, I might have put off heartbreak for a few more years…but probably not. LOL

So, you were editing along and zombies attack. And they are on fire! What do you do?

Depends on how far away they are and what’s between me and them. If they’re outside, I’d probably just let them burn because, you know, that’s one way to kill them. If they were close enough to get to me, I’d calmly select one of the samurai swords from my collection and start lopping off heads. That isn’t fiction, I have a collection. J

Describe yourself using song lyrics.

Under everything, just another human being… ~Eddie Vedder

You have 200 words—Make. Me. Swoon. (PLEASE!)

From Love and the Real Boy (ok it’s a teensy bit more than 200):

“I know what you did to Justice.”
Rich winced, but said nothing. He’d probably long since realized there was no defense for what he’d done.
“But I don’t think you’re that kind of guy…not really,” he said, talking over Rich when he started to protest. “You know what, though?” he asked, gesturing back toward the restoration crew. “All of these people came out to do something nice for a guy they barely know. Why? Because Rory and Justice—hell, probably even Nic—are the kind of guys people show up for.”
Rich swallowed hard, and his halting breath shuddered out of him. Patrick almost felt bad; he knew it was a low blow, but the guy really needed a wakeup call.
“But you, mate…you’re all alone right now, and it seems like it’s because you don’t let people in. I know I’m not your boyfriend, or even your friend probably. But I am the guy who happened to be around when all this shit with your brother started going down—and I’ve a sturdy shoulder if you need leanin'.”
Rich was breathing hard, and though he’d been easy to read so far, for once Patrick didn’t have a clue what he was thinking. He thought maybe he’d gotten through to the guy.
“You…,” Rich started, reaching out to fist a hand in Patrick’s shirt. “You unbelievable pompous asshole! Who the hell do you think you are? What right do you have to say this shit to me? You don’t even know me.”
Patrick blinked at the unexpected ferocity, then sighed and removed his arm from Rich’s throat, but still kept his other hand on the back of his neck. “You’d be wrong about that. I might be the only one who really does know you, as you are right now.”
Rich actually snarled at that, and the expression went straight to­ Patrick’s dick. With pressure on the back of Rich’s neck, Patrick dragged the man in for a fierce, devouring kiss. Rich was having none of it; he bit down hard on Patrick’s bottom lip and pulled away. Blood trickled down Patrick’s chin. He swiped it with the back of his free hand and grinned. Rich’s pupils dilated, and his mouth dropped open, before he yanked Patrick forward by his collar and crushed their mouths together.

What makes you inexplicably happy?

My son. He’s barreling towards two years old and every day is new.

What is your biggest, most-wild writing dream? (Nothing is too outlandish!)

I guess to have one of my books made into a movie. Oh, and it would need to have Sebastian Stan in it. Just sayin’.

What is your favorite literary quote?

“Life is a journey, not a destination.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

What one food item do you consider to be your arch nemesis?

Tomatoes. There are lots of things I don’t like, but tomatoes are in every other thing, so I’ve probably said “no tomatoes” like 5 billion times in my 32 years.

Biggest mistake you’ve made in your writing career and what you’ve learned from it.

Oh boy. I’m not big on regret, because I’m happy where I am now and I believe in the butterfly effect. If I were to go back and change one thing, all the others may never have happened.  But if I had to pick one thing, I’d probably say going with a fresh out of the box small-press because I won a contract for my first m/f romance. I don’t regret it because it got me off the ground, but it wasn’t the best idea.

And finally, for THE most important question of all: what kinds of dachshunds are the BEST kinds of dachshunds?

Silly, it’s the kind in a bun of course.

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Author Name: J.K. Hogan
Book Name: Love and the Real Boy (Coming About, Book 2)
Publisher: Wilde City Press

Cover Artist: JK Hogan (

How­­ much heartache can one man take before he breaks? Rich Langston asks himself that question every day.

A Seattle advertising exec who uses his designer suit and showy car like a suit of armor, Rich refuses to let the world get to him. His traumatic childhood has ruined any faith he had in people, friendship, and love. After a meltdown that led to him alienating everyone in his life, Rich agrees to help with the restoration of an antique sailboat as a form of penance.

Roped into heading up with the boat repair by his mother, marine restorer Patrick O’Dowd finds himself having to babysit a moody, spoiled rich boy with absolutely no carpentry experience. His easy-going nature is sorely tested, but he quickly realizes that things are not always what they seem; sometimes a fancy suit is nothing but an elaborate deflection from what’s real.

Through unavoidable personality clashes and fierce attraction, both Rich and Patrick explore their hidden pain and inner demons, and they end up finding with what really matters—love.


Rich forced himself to relax. Why shouldn’t he give his brain a little mini-vacay? He was of a stressful nature—he had to constantly stress over work, over making enough money to keep himself in suits and expensive toys to remind himself he wasn’t homeless anymore, that he wasn’t going to end up like his mother. He stressed over the wrong people finding out he was gay, while stressing that he might just go mad from lack of companionship—and that was just the tip of the crazy-berg.
Underneath it all sat his pent-up grief, anger, and guilt from his stolen childhood, cowering like a beast in the dark, a sleeping monster. That was Rich’s biggest, most constant fear—that one day he would no longer be able to contain it. What would happen then? Would he lose his mind?

So all things considered, why shouldn’t he just let it go for one night? What was wrong with letting a big, burly Irishman take him in hand—heh—and drive the boat for a while.

Available from Amazon | Wilde City Press


*What inspired you to write Love and the Real Boy?

Well since it’s a sequel, the world and the cast of characters where already set. This particular book was inspired by the main character, Rich.

Honestly, Rich wasn’t supposed to be anybody. He was a foil for the main character in the previous book, I Survived Seattle, and when I created him, I had no intention of him getting his own book. As I moving towards the end of I Survived Seattle, I started wondering what would cause him to act the way he did—and then he started speaking to me. I knew at that point his redemption would have to be a part of it, because no one would be able to get behind him as the hero in his own story if it wasn’t. Listening to him kind of changed the whole trajectory of the series arc.

Patrick took longer to come to me. I started dissecting Rich’s past, figuring out his behavior and what he really needed. The answer was someone didn’t depend on him, but who he could lean on—and also someone who wouldn’t take his shit like everyone else did. After that, Patrick was ‘born,’ so to speak.

*Is there anything special you’d like us to know about your book?

For those who have read I Survived Seattle, if you give Rich another chance, I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.

*What are your hopes for this title?

To get read by as many book lovers as possible!

About the Author:

J.K. Hogan has been telling stories for as long as she can remember, beginning with writing cast lists and storylines for her toys growing up. When she finally decided to put pen to paper, magic happened. She is greatly inspired by all kinds of music and often creates a “soundtrack” for her stories as she writes them. J.K. is hoping to one day have a little something for everyone, so she’s branched out from m/f paranormal romance and added m/m contemporary romance. Who knows what’s next?

J.K. resides in North Carolina, where she was born and raised. A true southern girl at heart, she lives in the country with her husband and young son, a cat, and two champion agility dogs. If she isn’t on the agility field, J.K. can often be found chasing waterfalls in the mountains with her husband, or down in front at a blues concert. In addition to writing, she enjoys training and competing in dog sports, spending time with her large southern family, camping, boating and, of course, reading! 

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