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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Chatting with Author & Publisher - Clive West




Today I'm very pleased to have not only an author, but a Publisher with us today. Clive West is the author of The Road, a Crime novel of greed and mystery, and Hobson's Choice, a collection of twisted tales.

Welcome Clive!

BK: Please tell us a little about yourself...
I live in Italy. I'm married to another writer and we have 3 dogs. I've worked in a printer's, as a Civil Engineering estimator, as a Math tutor and as the director of an employment agency. I've been writing one way or another all my life and it comes fairly easily to me.

BK: Please tell us a little about your book....
It's a long book – a bit of a blockbuster – but it's well focused. At its heart is the construction of a road – not even a very necessary road - which gives an opportunity to greedy and unscrupulous people to take advantage of others particularly in the form of white collar crimes. It weaves together the fortunes of various individuals and families, working its way towards a cynical and pessimistic conclusion, though not a tragic one. It's supreme strength is its realism, which is the product of my own experience.

BK: What inspired you to pen this particular novel?
Since childhood, I've always had a desire to support the cause of the underdog. My novel presents in fictional form the injustices surrounding construction and inherent in society generally. I also thought the subject matter would make a really good story.

BK: When did you first consider yourself a writer?
I had my first (unpaid) writing job when I was at primary school and the headmaster gave me the task of writing plays for my class so as to channel my rebellious spirit – I was finding it all too 'childish'!

BK: How do you keep your story flowing?
I plan well and make sure I've plotted the end before I start. That way I'm infilling rather than lost out in the open.

BK: Do you ever run into writer's block, and if so, what do you do to get past it?
It isn't really something I suffer from for 2 main reasons. Firstly because I practice the 'infill' method I've just described, and secondly because I've spent so many years doing commercial as opposed to creative writing and I just had to get on with it!

BK: What is your writing process like? Do you have any quirks, or must-haves to write?
Like I say, I plan scrupulously although allowing room for 'discovery'. I have the strange ability – not unique by any means but fairly rare, I believe – of being able to exercise a certain amount of control over my dreams. I can direct them to provide me with material and resolve problems.

BK: Where do you hope your books/writing will be in the future?
I'm bubbling over with ideas but I have to keep the lid on them because my wife and I are trying to get an indie publishing firm off the ground and that's taking a lot of my time. I hope that some day I'll be able to devote all of my time to writing.

BK: What do you hope readers will take away from your books?
I mean them to be entertained by situations, characters and above all dialogue. I want them to feel indignation about the injustices I portray. If they've suffered such injustices themselves, I'd like them not to feel alone. Every crime has a victim, so there are a great many victims.

BK: What is one piece of advice you received that you carry with you in your writing?
It's not exactly advice, but if my wife can't understand a technical passage or a twist of the plot, then I look at it again.

BK: What is one piece of advice you would give to new and aspiring writers?
It sounds very stuffy, but I'd tell them either to make sure their grammar and spelling are up to scratch, or engage an editor. Maybe I belong to the old school because I find a proliferation of errors very irritating.

BK: Are you currently working on any new projects? What can we expect from you in the future?
I'm afraid that my new projects – and there's more than one – are still in my head. But once I'm producing again, I expect my subject matter will be fairly dark – studying what makes a serial killer, for example.

BK: Where can readers find you?
Readers can approach me through our website www.anysubject.com or our facebook page www.facebook.com/anysubject

Thank you so much for taking time to chat with me today. It's been a pleasure having you and I wish you much success in the future.


Every crime has its victim.

  • The Giddings family - enjoying their rural idyll until events start to spiral out of their control turning paradise into hell.
  • Henry - trapped in a loveless marriage who sees a chance to climb on board the gravy train for a one-way ticket out of misery but doesn't want to know about the consequences of his actions.
  • Sandra - frustrated by a system where the rich get richer and the poor pay to get a ringside seat.
  • John - a shrewd developer who knows all the tricks and is the guy flicking the switch when the smelly stuff hits the fan.
  • The parasites and hangers on, too numerous to mention, who abuse their positions of trust to feather their own nests but who are outraged when those lower down the pecking order try to do the same.

Kindle edition

Amazon UK | Amaon US

Excerpt 

Caroline and Stuart Giddings knocked on the door, and hearing a vague ‘Come in’ sound from beyond, opened it and entered. Sitting behind a large ancient desk was their member of parliament, Charles Milton, a tall, wiry-haired man of indeterminate age although probably in his mid to late forties. Stuart immediately thought that he looked the sort of person whom you could drop head first into a pile of manure and who would come out absolutely devoid of any trace of the substance while you and anyone around you would be completely plastered in the stuff. Still, he wasn’t there to befriend them, he was there to listen to their grievances and act on them.
Stuart had suggested that before Caroline get too involved with RIM, the two of them pay a visit to their MP and see if he had any power or urge to champion their cause. Deep down, Stuart was sceptical but he was pleased that Caroline had definitely brightened up when he had made the suggestion a few days prior. The children were at school and Stuart had arranged for a colleague to cover two of his lessons. This was important.
At their MP’s gesture, they seated themselves in two upholstered office chairs. Caroline crossed her legs which made her side-slit pencil skirt ride up. She didn’t seem the slightest bit self-conscious of the amount of leg she was showing but Stuart’s bum squirmed uneasily on its cushion.
“Thank you for seeing us at short notice. My name is Caroline Giddings and this is my husband, Stuart,” Caroline offered by way of introduction.
“My pleasure, my pleasure. Nice to meet you both. What can I do for you good people?” Stuart noticed that Milton’s eyes had addressed the question to his wife’s legs rather than to their faces. The man had a predatory look about him.
“We’d like to talk about this new road and the effect it will have on us,” Caroline continued. Stuart had decided he would let her do the majority of the talking – it might help her get some of it off her chest and at least if nothing came of it, she couldn’t say he hadn’t asked the right questions. Women could do that – sit beside you while you chatted away, not saying anything themselves. Then, when it was too late, they were perfectly capable of criticising you for not having said something important.
“Fire away,” Milton’s eyes had travelled up Caroline’s torso and he was now staring at her bust. Stuart already despised the man. Still, beggars couldn’t be choosers. He bit his tongue.
Caroline seemed oblivious – she was very clearly caught up with the matter at hand or perhaps she just enjoyed her figure being admired. “Well, we’ve just discovered that not only are we about to lose all of our trees, they are going to build houses right up close to our home.”
“Mmm, yes. I’m afraid there are always casualties when a new development of this size goes through.” Milton paused and reflected while they waited patiently for whatever pearls of wisdom he could lay at their feet. “I don’t mean to be negative but have you considered putting your house up for sale?” he eventually asked.
“Yes, and the estate agent told us that because of the high number of new houses that will be flooding the market and also because our house will be losing its view, we will struggle to sell it. He also said we will have loads of – what is it called Stuart?” Caroline turned to him.
“Negative equity,” Stuart chipped in.
“Mmm, yes. I see the dilemma. Perhaps you should try other estate agents – see if they view the picture differently.” Stuart noticed that his body language had changed. When they had first arrived it had been expansive and, supposedly, welcoming. Now Milton’s arms had folded across his chest and he was making outward movements with his hands. ‘Go away – it’s not my problem,’ in other words.


Clive West was born in the West Country of England in the early 60's. He was educated at a traditional English public school before going on to university to study civil engineering. Over the years, he has worked as a civil engineer, tutor of maths and science, schools quiz-master, employment agency boss, and writer.

His work includes a collection of short stories with twists called Hobson's Choice (also available in print), a full-length novel called 'The Road' about the consequences of corruption on ordinary people and an accessible job hunting interview guide (based on his years of experience as the boss of an employment agency).

He has also written a book about lymphedema. This is a disfiguring, life-threatening and incurable disease he now suffers from and which his experience shows that most fellow patients have (like him) been abandoned by their respective health services.

Clive now lives in a rebuilt farmhouse in the Umbrian region of Italy along with Damaris, his writer wife of 22 years and their three rescue dogs. Apart from his fictional work, Clive also writes commercial non-fiction on a variety of topics but especially relating to business and employment. He and Damaris run an indie publishers called Any Subject Books Ltd – www.anysubject.com

You can also follow Any Subject Books on Facebook – www.facebook.com/anysubject
Clive is now disabled but, aside from his writing, he also enjoys playing the keyboard, listening to music and reading.

Contact details: books@anysubject.com


Follow Clive's Virtual Book Tour

December 2 - Introduction at VBT Cafe' Blog
December 3 - Book Feature & Excerpt at The Official Blog-Zine of Terra Little
December 4 - Guest Blogging at Books, Books, The Magical Fruit
December 7 - Featured at BK Walker Books Etc.
December 11 - Interviewed at Reviews & Interviews
December 13 - Book Feature & Excerpt at The Writing World
December 15 - Guest Blogging at Lori's Reading Corner
December 17 - Book Feature & Excerpt at I Know That Book
December 19 - Reviewed at Books, Books, and More Books
December 21 - Guest Blogging at Wise Words
December 28 - Guest Blogging BellaOnline Fiction Writing
January 2 - Review & Guest Blogging at A Book Lover's Library
January 4 - Interviewed at Philosbooks
January 5 - Interviewed at BK Walker's Blog
January 7 - Interviewed at Angels & Warriors Radio


December 2 - Introduction at VBT Cafe' Blog
December 7 - Book Feature & Excerpt at The News In BooksDecember 9 - Review & Interview at Honest Variety Books
December 17 -  Reviewed at Thrice The Mischief, 3 Times The Love
December 17 - Book Feature & Excerpt at The Writing World
December 22 - Book Feature & Excerpt at Lori's Reading Corner
January 4 - Review & Guest Blogging at A Book Lover's Library
January 7 - Reviewed at Books, Books, and More Books
January 9 - Guest Blogging at The Official Blog-Zine of Terra Little
January 10 - Interviewed at Books and Tales
January 13 - Interviewed at Books, Books, The Magical Fruit
January 16 - Review & Interview at BellaOnline Fiction Writing

Thursday, October 11, 2012

GFP: Breathless Press Books Blurb Tour



About Breathless Press:


Breathless Press is an e-book publisher specializing in Romance and Erotic(a) stories.

Our mission statement is simple: To provide the opportunity for readers to connect with romance authors through the purchasing of quality e-books at a low price.

Starting in the summer of 2009, Breathless Press came into existence. Since then, we have been producing top end romance and erotic stories for valued readers to enjoy.

Our Goal?

Breathless Press is an electronic publisher of paranormal, erotic, and mainstream romance, releasing one to three e-books a week in a variety of downloadable formats. It is Breathless Press' mission to provide readers with quality romance books in electronic formats and to raise the standard in e-publishing.


Breathless Press will be awarding a $20 Breathless Press GC to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour.


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Ravaged – Anthology by  K.R.R. Bridgstreet, Silvia Violet, SJ Thomas, Erin O'Riordan, Annabeth Leong, D. F. Krieger, Persephone Jones, Leona J. Bushman, Mickey J. Corrigan, Heather Whittington



137 Owens Street by DC Juris


Blurb:

Matthew is going insane. But the man reaching out to Matthew in his visions might be his only chance to find the truth or his true love.
Matthew is going insane. How else can he explain remembering things he doesn't own or trips his wife never took? Not to mention the visions, and the phantom in the café. But when the man in the visions reaches out to him with an explanation, and the phantom from the café tracks him down, things start to make a little more sense. Morgan is a devout Christian. He believes in God, heaven, hell, and the Bible. But his world spins out of control when his husband Matthew disappears and a mysterious man tells a tale outside the realm of reality. How can Morgan put his faith in something so far-fetched? And what will happen to Matthew if he doesn't?


Excerpt:
After the weekend he'd had, on Monday Matthew could honestly say he was glad to be back at work. But something about his desk wasn't right. All his things were there—the spinning pen caddy, his fancy one-touch stapler, his little black and white container full of almonds, his old-school Rolodex and phone, his glass frog paperweight—but the positioning was all wrong. Matthew shook his head and rearranged the items into their proper places. Darn cleaning crew. It wasn't like he could complain—moving things around on his desk was hardly the same as breaking something or stealing something, and really, he should just be grateful for the crew's efforts—but the disorder still irked him.
He took a deep breath, plopped down into his desk chair, turned on his computer, and frowned. His icons had been moved around on his desktop too. Maybe the desk makeover hadn't been the cleaning crew after all, but a sneaky co-worker thinking they were funny. One by one, he clicked and dragged everything back to where it belonged and plunged into his day.
Three financial reports and some data entry later, Matthew was ready for a break. He quirked an eyebrow and grinned, remembering his blue mug. Down the hall he went to the break room. He scanned the shelves and counters. No blue mug. What. The. Heck? It wasn't at home, and it wasn't here. Where else could it be? Maybe his car?
With a shrug he pulled his keys out of his pocket and went out to the parking lot, but a careful search of his car—even the trunk and glove compartment, just for giggles—turned up no blue mug.
A burst of white light surrounded him, and he held his hand up against the glare reflecting from his car. His red car. Not the black one he'd gotten into this morning. He'd known something was off when he'd cranked it up, but hadn't been able to place what. Now he knew—the color wasn't right. He took a step toward the car, and a pair of arms encircled his waist from behind.
"Come back to me!" a soft, deep voice pleaded against his ear.
Matthew turned as quickly as he could, but the light and the man had vanished. He closed his eyes and leaned back against his once-again-black car, his heart hammering, his throat thick with emotions he didn't understand. He'd recognized that voice the moment he'd heard it, yet now he couldn't place it. Now it was relegated to the hazy depths of forgotten things, like half-remembered tunes that went like da-da-da-da-da-something...la-la...and nebulous gray snatches of faces from childhood. But in that moment, he'd known, and he'd thrilled in it. The voice had evoked a response from him so intense and swift, like suddenly finding something he'd been missing for years in some random place he'd looked a million times.
He wondered what the speaker had meant. Come back to me. He looked around quickly, cleared his throat, and straightened his clothes. Thankfully, no one else had seen...whatever had just happened. He took a deep breath and headed back into the office. So he was having visions of a different color car and hearing a mysterious voice. That didn't make him crazy. At least, not if he kept it all to himself.
He went back into the building, to his office, and stopped in the doorway. Where was his Chinese dragon? He distinctly remembered buying a print of a colorful Chinese dragon and hanging it right there on the opposite wall. Right where it could be seen from the hallway. Or...had he? Matthew walked over to the wall. No picture hanger. No hole. Had he dreamed the piece of art too?



Risking It All

Blurb:
After nearly a year, Bastian Grey is growing discontent with the lack of intimacy in his relationship with Rick Claremont. Can an adopted cat be the key to a real relationship?
Fire fighter Sebastian Grey has finally gotten what he's wanted since he was sixteen: Rick Claremont in his bed. Only now he wants more. Convincing cautious Rick that loving him is a safe bet seems impossible.
Rick Claremont grew up in a hurry and experienced danger and loss early. He's not sure risking himself on Sebastian is a viable option. The man is gorgeous and the sex is amazing, but Sebastian's whole life is about taking chances. He throws himself off mountains for fun and runs into burning buildings for work. How can Rick trust this risk taker with his battered heart?
Will the advent of a cat and a corpse into their relationship give Bastian the entrée to Rick's heart as well as his bed?

Excerpt:
"Turn over." Rick's raspy voice caressed his lips before he drew away to kneel beside Bastian. "I want to gaze into your eyes while you make love to me," Bastian protested. Rick avoided intimacy whenever and however he could. Rick's eyes narrowed at the words make love, but he didn't respond, no doubt choosing to ignore the comment. Nevertheless, his slender, strong hands guided Bastian onto his side, stroked gently down his spine. Bastian relaxed. At least like this he could see Rick's face, could watch his eyes darken, his cheeks flush.
Rick pressed a warm, soft kiss at his nape, and Bastian moaned softly. Rick could call it fucking but there was too much gentleness, too much caring in his touch, in the brush of his lips, to be anything other than affection and lovemaking.
The smaller man brushed his fingers down, tracing the muscles of Bastian's back, teasing him into relaxing, coaxing him into position. Bastian drew his knee up to the side, giving Rick access to his body. A cap snicked and a slick, gentle finger probed between his cheeks, massaging gently at the opening there. Bastian sighed, pushing into the touch. He needed that touch so much. It shocked him sometimes how much he relied on these "dates" with Rick. "Good idea." Rick murmured against his spine.
"Uh?" His body focused on the pleasure of Rick's touch, on the heat of his breath whispering across his skin, stirring the fine hairs. The furor of his heartbeat in his ears, the loud rush of blood nearly drowned the words out. 



Ravaged – Anthology by  K.R.R. Bridgstreet, Silvia Violet, SJ Thomas, Erin O'Riordan, Annabeth Leong, D. F. Krieger, Persephone Jones, Leona J. Bushman, Mickey J. Corrigan, Heather Whittington

Blurb:
Join ten authors as they reveal that things are not always as they seem. Don't worry, they guarantee the sexy shifters in their stories will bite...And that you'll like it. From lions to bears, dolphins to gargoyles; we're sure you'll find a juicy story to sink your teeth into.

Tamed by K.R.R. Bridgstreet
On A Full Moon by Silvia Violet
Pleasure Bound by SJ Thomas
Sheep Shifter by Erin O'Riordan
The Arcadian Cure by Annabeth Leong
Her Pride, My Joy by D. F. Krieger
Heart of Stone by Persephone Jones
Barely There by Leona J. Bushman
Internal Savagery by Mickey J. Corrigan
Encantado by Heather Whittington

Excerpt:
Tamed by K.R.R. Bridgstreet
A lion at this circus has a deadly secret that only his mistress knows.

On A Full Moon by Silvia Violet
Getting lost in the woods alone is never good, until the sexy wolf next door discovers you.

Pleasure Bound by SJ Thomas
He fights daily torture to protect those he loves, but can he keep from betraying his family to his destined mate?

Sheep Shifter by Erin O'Riordan
Welcome back to Wonderland where the sheep are not quite what one thinks.

The Arcadian Cure by Annabeth Leong
There is only one way to save the one you love from being a werewolf forever; the Arcadian Cure.

Her Pride, My Joy by D. F. Krieger
The zoo can hold exciting and sexy surprises for those that stay after dark.

Heart of Stone by Persephone Jones
A sexy playboy exposes his true self to protect the one person who could reveal him to the
world.

Barely There by Leona J. Bushman
Danger brings together two unlikely allies...in more ways than one.

Internal Savagery by Mickey J. Corrigan
Sometimes we have to embrace the animal inside to keep the one we love.

Encantado by Heather Whittington
When deaths begin happening at parties, we find the sea can hold many secrets.








Goddess Fish Partner