Well, I’ve had a week to recover from the New Orleans trip and I’m already wanting to go back! In light of the fun time I had I wanted to bring back a little inspiration. This particular bit of fiction was inspired by a couple of odd cuts I ended up getting on my foot while out in the French Quarter with Ally and Jet ;) I’m not sure what I’ll do with it yet… any ideas? LOL!

Bourbon Bites by Jade Buchanan

©2010 Jade Buchanan, all rights reserved

Jimmy groaned, rolling over in bed. His mouth felt like something had died inside and his head was aching. Oh, not good. Not good at all.

“Jimmy!”

Grabbing his head before it careened right off his shoulders and splatted on the floor, Jimmy let out a heartfelt moan. Oh man, something smelt good. Coffee. Where was the coffee? Continue Reading »

At least they are at the moment. I thought I’d come back from New Orleans all refreshed and ready to go. Unfortunately, this is not the case.

I came back thinking I’d just recovered from a lingering cough. Perhaps that was true, but immediately on my return, there was a relapse with interest. Since Sunday, I’ve been tackled with a stuffy head, congested chest and body aches. Two things made this even worse than it already is/was. First, because I’d already taken a week off this month and was looking to take another off this upcoming week, I had to go to the EDJ. Was only 3 days and I made it, but it was torture. Second, the SO is sick with the same thing. We probably got each other sick. So now we’re suffering together. Lovely.

So, because of that, I’ve gotten no writing done. Hard to think sexy thoughts when you feel like I feel. *sigh* Is too bad too because — as you might have read in Ally’s post — New Orleans was full of pretty little plot bunnies.

Okay, so Jet, Jade and I just got back from New Orleans on Sunday. We went for Epicon, and the con was cool. But New Orleans? Was a total Bunny Hutch.

As in plot bunnies. As in, the place is just crawling with gorgeous guys. Yowza.

Here’s a quick rundown of a few of my personal favorite bunnies:

- Glasses Bunny: the nerdy-hot waiter in Oceana, the restaurant where we ate lunch the first day we did the Quarter. Man, he was cute. I think he thought we were strange or something because we kept laughing at our own bunny-spotting predilection. LOL.

- Airport Bunny: blond, blue-eyed young man sitting across from me at the Newark airport. Cute as a bug. Though I did wish he’d quit kicking my row of chairs. Brat. He needed a spanking. I’m picturing some big dude in jeans and no shirt turning Cutie over his knee and teaching him a lesson. Heh.

- Bar Bunny: slim black bunny with a head full of braids, great big eyes and an adorable smile. He was working in one of the bars on Bourbon Street, I can’t remember which one. But he was very cute. I kept picturing him and Airport Bunny double-teaming A.B.’s big tough-guy boyfriend (the one I gave him in my imagination). That would be totally hot.

- Sex Bunny: OMG. This one was just precious. Tall, slender, brown hair, sweet smile, GLASSES. He worked in the porno shop we stopped at on our way back to the hotel one day. He talked to us for a quite a while. And get this, y’all. He. Is. A. STRIPPER! In a gay bar someplace outside the Quarter. **dies** Yeah, we all wanted to take him with us *g*

- Suit Bunny: found him at a place called The Beach, a way-cool courtyard bar on Bourbon St. He was a cute twenty-something in jeans (I think?) and a suit jacket. He was clearly a bit, shall we say, under the influence. He had NO dance moves. None. Zero. Zilch. But by golly, he was doing it anyway. He was out there shakin’ his stuff with everyone else, and having the time of his life. I absolutely fell in love with his enthusiasm and complete lack of inhibition.

And my number one favorite bunny, first one I saw in the city:
- Fox Tail Bunny: one of the many street performers in and around Jackson Square. He was wearing striped pants, a vest over a T-shirt, a brimmed hat and — this is the best part, y’all — a fluffy white fox tail attached to the back of his pants. He did card tricks and basically charmed everyone with his personality and smile. I decided he was a walking, talking story character, and Jet and Jade have already talked me into writing his story one of these days. So look for it!

We did other stuff. We ate (a LOT, OMG, the FOOD there!), we drank — best bar: The Beach, so much fun — we shopped, we caught up with fellow authors at Epicon, we even got some writing done. But every time we left our room, bunnies were everywhere. It was an inspirational trip. Wonder if I can claim bunny watching on my taxes?

A Very Cool Thing: new cover art! And by P.L. Nunn, no less. I absolutely love her style, and she did a fantastico job rendering the two leads from my upcoming Loose Id release, “Because It’s True”.

Ford believes in everything — luck, omens, fortunes, you name it. Gavin? Gavin believes in nothing. Immovably so. Can a couple as odd as them make a go of it? Ford thinks yes. He believes Gavin’s meant to be the love of his life. All he has to do is convince Gavin that it’s true.

Laura Baumbach!!!

My most excellent friend Laura Baunbach won an Eppie last night for her fabulous novel, Mexican Heat which she coauthored with Josh Lanyon. The book won in the category mystery/suspense erotic romance and a richly deserved honor it is too.

Congrats Josh and Laura!

It’s all about me, my press MLR Press, LLC and its imprints Passion In Print Press for mainstream romance and Featherweight for all YA.

Link: http://www.calameo.com/read/00014901487f202c63a34

Laura

It’s snowing here. AGAIN. Argh. ARGH, I say.
**headdesk**
I mean, it’s not exactly the storm of the century. We’re supposed to get 2-4″ at this point. Problem is, at the moment it looks like the sky is trying to dump it all at the same time, which is never good as far as roads being passable, or runways being fit for planes to take off on.

I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF SNOW!!! I haaaate snow! I hated snow before it started falling every other damn day, and now? I would love to kick it in its stupid fluffy white BALLS.
(snowballs, get it? Ha!)

Things to be grateful for at this point:
1. I do not live in the northeast and therefore am not forced to tunnel my way out from under drifts taller than me.
2. If my flight gets cancelled, I’ll at least be sleeping at home tonight instead of in an airport in New Jersey (my connecting flight is in Newark for some reason).

Y’all cross your fingers. I’ll be in a rotten mood if I don’t get my trip to Epicon! I haven’t been to N.O. in ages, and I am SO looking forward to seeing all my buds. And hey, if anyone can remember the name of the restaurant across the street and down the road a bit from the Riverwalk Mall, with the live music and dancing and the AWESOME fried alligator tail, please let me know. I wanna go there O_O

I’m not taking a train trip like Jet is, but I’m getting ready to hop on a plane to head to New Orleans :) Really looking forward to the trip, since it’ll be my first time to New Orleans and I’m pumped to spend some time with Ally and Jet before the conference starts. We may have a picture or two to share with FWF, if you ask nicely LOL!

The first week of March is also exciting for me because our very first Workshop from the Rainbow Romance Writers will be starting on March 1st. The course title is Homosexuality in the Classical Age and it’s being instructed by Jennifer Thorne. I can’t wait to learn something new!!

Off to EPICon tomorrow. Why tomorrow when the convention doesn’t start until Thursday? Well, two things. First, I’m meeting up with our own Ally Blue and Jade Buchanan a few days early so we can do some… exploring. But I’m not hooking up with them until Tuesday. Which brings me to second, I’m embarking on my first train ride.

Okay, I’ve been on trains. I’ve been back east and taken subways and trains. But this will be my first real train ride. Complete with a sleeper compartment. It’s a 48 hour trip. Meals are paid for for two days. I’m traveling all by myself. It’s Amtrak’s Sunset Limited, which goes from Los Angeles to New Orleans. It’s actually supposed to go through to Orlando but it looks like that leg hasn’t been completed because it’s only LA to NO at the moment. The route, for the most part, is just about as south as you can get and still be in the United States. I’m looking forward to the scenery and the thinking time. Also hoping I’ll catch some plot bunnies about romance on trains.

The only dark spot is that I’ll be without internet for that time since there’s no wireless on the train. Strange, huh? I’d have thought they’d have that by now but no. Some trains do but this one doesn’t. So I’ll have my own room with electricity and all, but no connection. I really will be in another world since I haven’t joined the iPhone generation yet. So it’ll just be me, Aaron (the Macbook), the Kindle, the iPod and my cell phone from Sunday afternoon to Tuesday afternoon.

Weird.

Wish me luck.

My second novel, Bound To Please, is now available from MLR Press. Yay!

Buy the ebook.

http://www.mlrbooks.com/ShowBook.php?book=BOUNDPL1

Brought together for pleasure, bound together by love.

Blurb

Jason doesn’t do monogamy, and as a much sought-after Dom he doesn’t have to. But when he gets the chance to play with Benny, his sweet young assistant who wants only to please him, Jason holds back.

Benny’s no sub, but for a chance to be with the sexy Dom he’s sure he can change. Except he’s only fooling himself, and deep down he knows it.

Enter Rain, a sexy badboy who’s got a taste for the lash and pretty young things, like Benny. What’s a man to do when the two men he lusts after are determined that even a hook-up is not in the cards? Why, orchestrate one single night of pleasure, of course.

But when the whip comes down, and one night isn’t enough, it’s love, not leather, that’s bound to please. Continue Reading »