Thursday, December 31, 2015

INTERVIEW: Sean Michael plus #Giveaway! #Gayromance


Hello Sean 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!



Thank you very much for having me! This is the hat I will be wearing at Coastal Magic and RT in 2016, so if you see it, come and say hi!

How’s your handwriting?

It depends on how hard I'm trying. Most of the time it's fairly legible.

How have you changed as a writer since the last time you interviewed at the Party?

I imagine not a lot. I still love my smut and my happy endings.

What is your super-secret, wildest, most outlandish writing dream?

Living in a big old house on the Atlantic Ocean with someone to do the housekeeping, someone to do the cooking, and a personal assistant as I spend my days writing and wandering the beach.

If writing were poisonous to you, would you continue to do it?

I would have to find a way to do it anyway, yes. Because I love writing. I have to write. I get itchy if I go too long without doing it.

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

Jack touched him, fingers warm and careful, the tempo slow. He hummed, tingles on his skin wherever Jack touched him. Pressing their lips together harder, Dan opened his mouth. Jack gasped, and the kiss deepened, pushed closer. He slipped his tongue out, dipping between Jack’s lips, feeling Jack’s teeth.
The whole thing felt like he was living in a dream, in a quiet bubble wrapped space. Dan just went with it, letting it be soft and warm and good.
Jack tasted like sugar and cinnamon with a hint of wine, but it was the flavor beneath those that made Dan’s cock begin to harden. Jack tasted just like he remembered. Like no one else ever had, no matter how much he told himself that wasn’t what he was looking for.
He rested his hand on Jack’s belly, the man’s abs hard as a rock. Groaning, he tilted his head, sweeping his tongue more deeply into Jack’s mouth. Jack’s kiss answered his, a soft cry sounding as Jack tugged him closer. He fell against Jack, the lean body feeling surprisingly strong. Jack was warm and solid, and Dan moaned.

Give new writer’s a piece of advice based on one mistake you’ve made.

Write all the way through. I used to sometimes put in notes about what went in this spot and would go back to it later. It’s far easier to write it and have to go back and fix it than to have to go back and start from scratch.

What’s your favorite work you’ve ever written—published or unpublished? And why?

I’m not allowed to pick favorites. You see the characters live in my head and if I should pick a favorite, there would be revolts in my brain and that would be counterproductive to, well, the writing for a start, but I imagine to pretty much getting anything done at all.

And finally, you’ve just inherited a dachshund farm. Now what??

Free dachshunds for everyone! After all everyone could use a little weiner… dog in their life, right?


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Author Name: Sean Michael
Book Name: Three To Get Ready
Series: Mannies Incorporated bk #4
This book can be read as a standalone
Release Date: December 18, 2015
Pages or Words: 64,000 words/190 pages
Categories: Contemporary, Erotica, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance
Publisher: Sean Michael
Cover Artist: Kris Norris


Blurb:


Single father Jack Jones is in dire need of a new nanny. His five year old son Nathan is legally blind, he has twin baby girls arriving in less than two months and the girl currently working for him is leaving at Thanksgiving to go home and continue her higher education. If Mannies Incorporated doesn’t come up with a viable candidate soon, he’s not sure what he’s going to do.


Dan Miller is on the hunt for a new job. He’s had some great placements with Mannies Incorporated, many as Manny to multiple birth families to get them over the hump. He even has experience with special needs children, so the job he’s interviewing for looks like it’s right up his alley.


When Dan arrives at Jack’s house, he discovers that this Jack Jones is his Jack Jones, the man he was in love with during college, and who broke up with Dan because Dan wanted children. Will Dan and Jack be able to put the past behind them and work together, or will their past keep them from having a future together?


Excerpt:
Dan Miller followed the instructions on his GPS to one Jack Jones' house for his interview. He was trying to decide if it was a good or bad omen that he'd dated a Jack Jones. It had ended, so maybe bad. On the other hand, they'd ended because Jack didn't want kids and he did, which was better to learn early on, before they'd invested a lot of time in each other, right? So good sign.
Chuckling at himself, he went over what Drake at Mannies Inc had told him about the family.
Single gay dad, one special needs son - the boy was nearly six and clinically blind. Apparently he could see general shapes if they were high contrast and he could see lights and light contrast. There were twin girls on their way. In a couple of weeks in a few weeks in fact.
Newborns were Dan's favorite. He loved that new baby smell. He loved their chubby little cheeks and limbs, their fat bellies and how quickly they changed.
After reading the file, he'd had to agree with Drake that he seemed like a really good fit for the family.
The position was live-in, so he paid close attention as the condo came into view. Not far from the beach, it was a decent size, not too big, but not tiny. The front was neat and he could see the backyard was fenced in.
Pulling into the drive, he turned off the engine and took a deep breath. Okay. Interview time. He climbed out of the car, with his best ‘I’m the perfect man to look after your kids’ face on.
He knocked on the front door.
"Daddy! Maddie, someone is here!"
"I'll get it, man. Hopefully this one will work for your daddy, Mr. Picky. I have to leave the week of Thanksgiving. I have to."
The door opened and a lovely dark-skinned young woman stood there with a skinny little boy in thick glasses. "Hey there. Can I help you?"
"Hi, Dan Miller. I'm here to see Mr. Jones?"
"Sure. Come on in. I'm Maddie, Nathan's personal assistant." She winked at him.
"Very nice to meet you." He shook her hand.
Then he turned his attention to the little boy. "Hey there, You must be Nathan."
"Uh-huh. Nathan James Jones." One hand was held out. "Pleased meeting you."
Dan took Nathan's hand and shook it solemnly. "Pleased to meet you, too."
"Hey there. Sorry, man. I was paying some bills. Crazy life."
Dan looked up at the familiar voice and blinked. Strong jaw, blond curls, and the bluest eyes in the history of the earth -- that was Jack. His Jack.
Dan felt like he'd been poleaxed.
His Jack who didn't want kids, no way no how was he fucking crazy for even suggesting it.
"Jack?" Oh, smooth, Dan. Clearly it was Jack. Hell, even if he couldn't believe his eyes, the folder he'd gotten from Drake had said the guy's name was Jack.
"Dan? Danny? Oh, my God!" Jack's eyes went wide. "Look at you. You look amazing."
He kind of hated the way Jack's words made him stand a little taller, a little straighter. "So do you. The years have been good to you." Twelve years. Shit, things had changed in that time, that much was obvious, but not how just a glance from those devastating eyes could make his cock perk up. That hadn’t changed a damn bit.


Buy the book: All Romance eBooks | Amazon


Meet the author:

Often referred to as "Space Cowboy" and "Gangsta of Love" while still striving for the moniker of "Maurice," Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organizing his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours between dropping the f-bomb and pursuing the kama sutra by channeling the long lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to "Chicago."

A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently Sean is attempting to learn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap carving sex toys.
Barring any of that? He'll stick with writing his stories, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.


Where to find the author:
Twitter: seanmichael09


Tour Dates & Stops:
23-Dec: Velvet Panic
25-Dec: Havan Fellows


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