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Sunday, April 20, 2014

An illusion, a shadow, a story (69)



“What are you up to?” Winston asked when he found William staring at the computer screen the morning following the gala.

“Researching something,” William replied distractedly.

Winston leaned over his shoulder to look at the monitor. “Who is Hamstead?”

“The man who built the mansion we were at last night.”

Winston shot him a look. “Have you suddenly become interested in architecture, or perhaps history?”

“History, but only the history of this family.”

Moving over to rest one hip on the corner of the desk, Winston inquired, “Is there a reason for this?”

“Umm humm.” William nodded as he clicked the mouse to bring up another page in the article he was reading.

“Going to tell me?”

“Umm humm. In a minute.”

Winston jumped slightly as the printer next to him came to life and began spewing out pages. He picked up the first one, looking it over. “’The Tragic History of Hamstead House’ by Alan Hamstead. I presume that’s the original name of the mansion.”

“Yes.” William brought up the Google search page again and clicked on the next entry.

“Do you want me to leave you alone with this?”

“No, no. Just give me a couple more minutes.”

As good as his word a few minutes later William bookmarked the page he was on and looked at his brother. “I met someone last night.”

“OK. That’s a start. Who, if I may be nosy?”

“A woman. Her name’s Rebecca. She was a governess for the Hamsteads.”

Winston nodded. “Can I assume that she’s a ghost now, from the fact that you’re looking into their family history?”

“She is, and a very lovely one to boot. Not like the pictures you see of old, crabby looking governesses.”

Nodding again, not quite sure what to say, Winston finally asked, “Why is she still around?”

“She thinks she was murdered, or possibly committed suicide. I sort of promised her I’d see if I could find out the whole story so she could leave.”

“Now if this was a romance novel the two of you would fall in love while you were searching for the truth, and then she’d have to move on leaving you behind and devastated.”

William chuckled. “A remote possibility I suppose, although since I’m already dead it could have a happier ending if that happened. But it won’t.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not on the market. As they say, once burned twice shy, and trust me dying for love, or what I thought was love, taught me a good lesson. It’s definitely not worth the risk to try again.”

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Welcome Jacob Flores When Love Comes to Town Blogtour CONTEST

Please welcome Jacob Flores to promote his latest work and do a giveaway!

The Places of Provincetown

Hello, everyone! My name is Jacob Z. Flores, and I’m glad to be back here at It’s Raining Men. I really appreciate my hosts for allowing me to sully their site with my presence and for agreeing to be a stop on my blog tour promoting my latest Dreamspinner release, When Love Comes to Town. This is the fourth and final book of the Provincetown Series, but the books don’t have to be read in order of publication. I wrote each one so readers could enjoy them in any order they wished to pick them up. Also, the MCs in one book are the supporting characters in the other books, so once you get to know these guys, you get to continue reading about them throughout the series.

So what will I be writing about today? Well, I thought I’d tell you a little bit about the gay mecca that is Provincetown, Massachusetts. For those of you who don’t know, P-town, as she’s called by those who know her well, is located at the tip of Cape Cod, and every summer droves of gay men arrive each week to party and play with the hot men who step foot onto her sandy shores.

But where do they go and what do they do? Well, I’m about to share with you my three favorite places. So sit back and relax as I share with you the places of Provincetown that you can visit on your next vacation or within the pages of The Provincetown Series.

The best place to begin is Commercial Street.



Why? Well, that’s where everyone is, silly. Once you arrive in P-town, like all the characters in the series, you head to the main strip and take in the sights. There are shops, art galleries, clothing stores, and restaurants. You can spend an entire day just walking up and down, peeking into every store. You can purchase a new wardrobe, a new centerpiece for your table, or a great meal. And at all of these places, you are guaranteed to make at least one friend at each stop. Or if you’re like the characters in my book, the man who might just be “the one.” Zach and Van met in a leather shop, Nino and Teddy saw each other on the street, and Brody picked up Eric at the wharf. And all this happened amid the throngs of tourists on Commercial. Like I said, it’s the place to be.

Tea Dance at the Boatslip is the next stop.




Tea Dance is a daily party that takes place between the hours of 4-7 on the pool deck of one of the local hotels. There are themed dance parties like Solid Gold or 80’s night, and there are tons of hot, shirtless mess getting down on the dance floor or walking around with a drink or two. It’s a place to hang out with friends and meet new people. Tea Dance features prominently in the series. It’s a place where the characters from the books interact as a group and even where some of the characters get a little naughty on the dance floor. It’s Tea Dance, and like in real life, anything goes!

The beaches are also a place where lots of fun can be had. There’s Herring Cove and Race Point, and they are both very different from each other.

Herring Cove is a cruisier spot, where guys sunbathe nude and have naughty, naked time in the dunes. There’s no end to the fun that can be had there. If you’re like Zach and Van from When Love Takes Over, you can enjoy the sun and sand, relaxing to the soft surf crashing on the beach before heading to the dunes for some alone time. Or if you’re like Nino and Teddy from When Love Gets Hairy, you can enjoy beach parties with your friends and then frolic in the ocean with the man you most like to see wet.



Race Point has a different vibe. It’s more family oriented, and the waves there aren’t as gentle as at Herring Cove. Race Point is about surfing, playing Frisbee with the kids, or if you’re like Brody and Eric from When Love Comes to Town, it’s going for a long walk and getting to know each other.

I hope you’ve enjoyed my little tour of Provincetown. I certainly haven’t covered all the places to see or things to do, but these three are the best places to start.

Before I go, I want to thank everyone here at It’s Raining Men and the readers who joined me today.

For those interested, I have included a blurb and excerpt below. Additionally, as part of my blog tour I’m hosting a giveaway.

The When Love Comes to Town Giveaway Contest

All you have to do is leave a comment to this post, and your name is entered to win a free copy of When Love Comes to Town.



Jacob Z Flores When Love Comes to Town Blog Tour
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Blurb:

Brody O’Shea isn't looking for much, just a hot guy with a decent job, who is sane and doesn’t have kids. The son of a former rock star, Brody has lived through the pain of bankruptcy and bad parenting, and he doesn't want to experience it again. As a reformed horndog, he wants the security and stability of a relationship. But almost every guy he meets seems satisfied with Mr. Right Now, and he wants to find Mr. Right—now! 



The only men Eric Vasquez chases are criminals. As a deputy and single father, he has no need for a relationship after his last one ended disastrously. He lives for and through Maddie, his nine-year-old daughter. Everything else is a needless distraction, but distraction is what Eric gets when he comes to Provincetown to attend the wedding between his cousin Van and the man of his dreams. 



When Brody and Eric meet, what they want and what they find conflict. An ocean of expectations separates them. If they cannot move past their reservations to reach each other’s shores, they might miss the boat when love comes to town.

Excerpt:

“Are we going all the way to the top?” Maddie asked as she sprinted toward them. She had run all the way to the base of the monument and then ran back to them when they weren’t keeping up. The slight slant of her lips revealed that she wasn’t pleased by their snail’s pace.
“Yes,” Brody replied. “It’s a requirement for everyone who visits here.”
“Well, if we keep going at your current rate of speed, we’ll make it to the top by sometime tomorrow afternoon.”
Brody laughed. Eric just rolled his eyes. “Don’t encourage her,” he said to Brody. “She thinks amusement gives her license to be a smarty-pants.”
“Who? Me?” Maddie asked. She pointed to herself with a look of complete innocence plastered across her face. If this were Broadway, her performance might snag her a Tony.
“Yes, you,” Eric replied. He rubbed his hand roughly across the top of her head. The gesture elicited a playful scowl from his daughter. While she wasn’t a girly-girl, she had enough girl in her to absolutely hate for her hair to be messed up. She definitely got that from Charlie, whose hair always had to be perfect.
“You know I hate when you do that.” Maddie took her hair out of her ponytail and tried to smooth out the misplaced strands.
“I do,” he replied. “Which is why I do it so often.”
“I’m going to start pretending that nothing you do bothers me. Maybe then you won’t do them anymore.”
“That’ll never happen. I know you too well.”
Maddie studied him closely. Her eyes narrowed, and she looked him up and down. She only ever did that when she was about to make an observation. But when she opened her mouth, no words came out. Instead, she looked from him to Brody and back to him. What was that grin for?
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing.” Her smile broadened. Turning back around, she hauled ass back to the monument.
“What was that look about?” Brody asked.
Eric shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine.”
“Come on, ladies,” Maddie yelled from under the arched stone entryway that led into the Pilgrim Monument. A mischievous grin tugged the left side of her mouth upward. “Take off your pumps and put on your sneakers.”
“Did your daughter just call us out in front of all these people?” Brody asked.
Eric went mute. Unfortunately, he couldn’t say the same thing for the parents who milled around them. Most of them chuckled, clearly used to being embarrassed by their children as well. Some of the older kids snickered at them, though. They even pointed at them while repeating the word “ladies.”
“Are we going to let her get away with that?” Brody asked. A devilish smile snaked across his face.
“No, we aren’t. Let’s get her.”
He and Brody took off at top speed toward Maddie. She shrieked in surprise before disappearing into the monument and up the stairs.
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Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hard ass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.

Summers in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. When he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his husband, Bruce, their three children, and two dogs, who represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise predominantly red swath in south Texas.

You can follow Jacob’s musings on his blog at http://jacobzflores.com or become a part of his social media network by visiting http://www.facebook.com/jacob.flores2, https://twitter.com/JacobZFlores, or http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5142501.Jacob_Z_Flores.