You Asked For It, And Now It Is Here! ‘Nother Sip of Gin and Dirty Bites, Together in One Double Book!

I wanted to do something cool with these because you know, if you’re going to get 400 pages of short stories, it should have something fun about it… and so I’ve gone Classic with a “Flip Book Paperback” combining both works! AND as an extra bonus, I’ve included Cole and Jae’s Wedding Story as well!

Release Date is Sept 13th! And I will be bringing some to GRL so if you’re going, track me down at the convention!

WHOOOO HOOOO! I am so very happy to bring this to you!

Purchase at Amazon or Dreamspinner Press.

‘Nother Sip of Gin
For Crossroads Gin rock stars Miki, Damien, Rafe, and Forest, life is a Möbius strip of music, mayhem, and murder. Through it all, the sweet, hot moments between tours with lovers, friends, and family keep them sane, healthy, and happy. This Sinners collection features short stories spanning the entire series, from before the first note to after the lights go out.

Dirty Bites
Danger. Desire. Loss. Love.

In every story, there are a thousand more bound up and waiting to be told; here are just a few from the Cole McGinnis Mysteries.

As a heartfelt thank you to the readers who fell in love with Cole McGinnis, Kim Jae-Min and the rest of the cast, Rhys Ford takes us on an adventure in this collection of stories and vignettes. In this ebook and audiobook set, Jae shares his heart as he learns to see, to love, and to accept Cole and the way life changes, sisters of the heart look on the boys they love, and key players in Cole’s life are interviewed about the man who brings mayhem and love into their world. This collection features special notes from Rhys Ford as well as Greg Tremblay, the narrator of the series, previously shared stories from blog tours, holiday posts, and spotlights, a story written exclusively for the celebratory collection, and an invitation to Cole and Jae’s wedding.

So, sit back and enjoy a taste of Cole, Jae and everyone else in Dirty Bites, a Cole McGinnis Special Collection.


Bound: Chinatown Demons 1 is in Paperback!

Morning and Happy Friday…
It’s been a long week here with a variety of ups and downs. The biggest down is the weather because fucking hell, it’s like fucking hell. But we are staying cool and hydrated.
There’s a lot going on but I can’t share any of it yet so… I’m waiting until I have a couple of dates…
AND… I DO have a surgery date which will (if successful) heals me up in time for GRL! Which is awesome.
Lastly, Bound is in paperback and well, Xian and his complicated life has just gotten even more interesting. Grab a copy if you’re wanting that in your hot little hands!
Chinatown, San Francisco.
A different place — another time— and where the city’s streets keep secrets, shadowy mysteries.
SFPD Inspector Spencer Ricci needs to dig through after he finds himself on a case involving a dismembered, mummified man in a restaurant’s locked storage room. Spencer drags around a lot of baggage, including an ongoing battle with the bottle and a long career as an LAPD detective he’d set fire to in a blaze of booze-soaked mistakes. San Francisco is supposed to be a new start but his old ghosts haunt him, beckoning him back into his self-destructive bad habits. Bad habits that include contemplating doing dirty things with the wrong kind of guy and this time, it’s a sleek, cold-tempered medical examiner named Xian Carter with a complicated reputation.
For a century-old demon, Xian Carter is content with his secretive life. Hiding his nature from the mundane world, he blends in with the city’s inhabitants as best he can but even the best of predators make mistakes. Delving into the mysteries of the dead provide a welcome distraction from endless nights and hiding in plain sight amuses him, until something supernaturally wicked comes knocking on his door with an extremely hot, broody Inspector close behind.
Murder makes for strange bedfellows and this one is no exception. The twists and turns of the case leaves Xian and Spencer on a wild goose chase after clues but Xian can only hope there’s a human at the end of the trail—because the last thing San Francisco needs is another predator.

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Writing et al. Or etm. And a recipe for Shoyu Chicken

I keep gathering up the brain cells to get stuff down on paper. I also have to finish rereading Bound so I know where to go from there. I’ve got bits and pieces of things started so I have plot lines at the ready and all I need is for my brain to show up. Which hopefully soon.

Surgery day is set for Aug 17.

But writing has to happen before then. It truly is a habit that has to be hammered at every day. It’s too easy to let a bit of writing fall to the wayside and then you fall out of practice even if your mind isn’t ghosting off in some other realm. I don’t mind it wandering outwards… my brain that is… so long as it brings back good material.

Mine is like a goofy cat that brings its owners’ a leaf and claims that they’ve hunted and killed it.

I hope everyone has been staying cool or warm … depending on where you are. It’s cooled off here nicely and the house i sopened up. A lovely breeze is coming thru and well, we have had a late night skunk waft every once in a while. But all in all, still lovely.

And apparently the Tribal People eat another one of my people’s foods… Shoyu Chicken. I haven’t seen it yet but I imagine there might be some conflict with their palates. I could be wrong. Depends on who makes the shoyu chicken. I’ll include my recipe for shoyu chicken after the video. 😀

Hilo Shoyu Chicken

  • 1/2 cup dried shiitake mushrooms or to taste. If large and whole, cut into slices
  • 4 (1/2-inch thick) slices of peeled ginger or 6 T of shredded frozen ginger
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1 cup shoyu (soy sauce)
  • 1 cup brown sugar or 1 1/2 white sugar
  • 5 pounds chicken thighs
  • Sliced green onions for garnish

Brown chicken then add rest of ingredients. Bring to boil, then simmer for 30-45 minutes. Serve over rice.



Skipping the UK Meet for Surgery… :(

I am saddened to announce that due to health issues and doctors wanting to carve me up a bit more, I have to skip the UK Meet this year. Trust me when I say I am so disgustipated for missing the Meet. Please have fun without me and go bother the Five (TA Moore, Paula Rogers, and Andi Lee) for me. I’ll still be sponsoring the USB Drives and adding things to the collective files there. Raise a glass of whiskey in my name if you desire. And yes, damn I am so so sorry to miss all of you.

Friday Musings… And GeolRim

I just wanted to stop in and say hey. Mostly because a lot of times I get caught up in the whole healing / sleep process and man, it’s knocking me for a loop. Yesterday I went to yet another specialist to see if there’s a “final” surgery.
Because fucking hell, there needs to be a final surgery. We just don’t know when and where it’s happening.
I just got my Comic-Con San Diego badge in the mail. I am a registered Professional and sadly, I cannot attend. Which does give me a sad but hopefully next year.
Been watching The Boys because well, I love the satire and violence but mostly because I love Karl Urban and now that Jensen Ackles is also there…. hot damn.
I’m also kind of yearning to watch old Kdramas like Coffee Prince and Sungkyunkwan Scandal. Probably for happy nostalgia. Because well, those were great kdramas and well, SKK had the BEST gay-denial-lovers ship ever.
Also… great “Geolrim” ship video. Expert scene cuts. They weren’t THIS overt but as you can see, plenty of definite intimate scenes. The two also ended up being voted as Best Couple on an award show, “tying” with the other main couple in the drama. Just saying…
I do also miss cooking. Like there are so many things I want to make. Especially collard greens with hamhocks and sausage but no can do for right now.
The Potato also was shorn down for his Summer ‘Do and because he’s got allergies / skin issues. Got more meds for him and he’s doing great. He also got a very intense bath with huge scrubbies and was put out by the whole thing… until he could get out, get rubbed down by a towel and rolled about the living room floor.
Because that’s what he does.
So… What’s Going On in Your World? Give me a snippet of something you did today.

A Borking Potato and A Quick Health Update

I don’t want to beat a dead kidney to the ground but… okay the kidney isn’t dead but fucking hell, it’s been a trial and a half in dealing with this. Got word I might be sporting all three tubes again because my body refuses to be managed. It’s like it is stubborn or something. So we’ll see. I need another surgery but when is the question. I do have to be in the UK in Sept so come hell or high water… or kidney bags, I’m going to go. Because I haven’t seen the Five in years and my heart and soul is hurting without them.

It was BORKING DAY yesterday and well, stuff kind of got away from me.
Mind you, Gus was raring to go and after struggling to get him dressed… which is something he does ALL the time… for some reason, he acted like he’d been the one pushing us to get him kitted up and we were somehow reluctant to do so.
The Potato can sometimes be an asshole.
But the weather has been cool in the morning and off he went. Trust me, you could hear him. Paige adores him and that’s lovely because the Potato can have opinions, sharing them with everyone… and her… as he goes about his route.
I love him to death but he’s an odd spud.
From his Auntie Paige:
This picture is Gus trying to decide who to bark at: the landscapers or the dog across the street. He chose to do both! 🙂
Thank you so much!

Sunday Morning… Go for a ride…

Well, despite what the Beatles say, no riding for me for a bit. I’ve been banned from driving until I get thru the meds but to be fair, I’m also the victim of surprise naps so driving isn’t in the cards at the moment but hell, the Firebird is SO dirty. Even sitting in the garage. So, I’ll have to sneak drive him over to the car wash (very close) and get him bathed.**

The weather here’s been nice and I’d love to write something. Which I might actually do a short story. That’ll be good. Something I can bite into and chew then move into something heavier. An amuse-bouche for my brain.

Right now I’m waiting for a boba order to show up. Thank God for Doordash. And that I live in San Diego and I can get boba delivered to my house. 😀

Hope everyone’s okay and well, that you’re taking a bit of self-care today. Remember, hydrate and breathe.

** I’m not serious. No driving for me. 😀

Recovering and Well, Stumbling Thru A Fog

Since I am piling up surgeries (Three by the last count), one of the main issues is that when they put you under and bring you back out, you’re kind of in a fog. Like stupid foggy things. Like forgetting your cat’s name. Mostly I’ve been taken medications and of course tending to the latest incision which hurts like a fucking son of a bitch.

So that’s been a thing.

All in all, aside from dealing with the Russian Roulette of “Which surgery did I get THAT pain from and should I tell the doc”, it’s been going okay. Lots of sleeping. And of course a struggle to regain control of my various body parts.

Gus’ Auntie Paige is on vacation so he hasn’t had a bork but I think he’s okay with it. Or he’ll complain to her that we don’t love him when he sees her next. Currently he’s snoring away.

I have discovered I need to re-read something in order to write the next one so that’s going to be my task this weekend. Which does happen. To get the feel of the book and also to remember who I killed. That’s very important. Also, refreshing what my brain remembers helps because things change in edits and sometimes my brain refuses to make that the new reality. That’s the worst of it.

Hoping all of you are doing okay. I’m going to try to re-engage in life now that hopefully I’ve had the last of the cutting into me. I leave you with the Pretzel of my cat, Gojira. Goji is an odd thing. Delightfully chaotic and loving at the same time. She’s a bit of a menace.