I am April 2014's AOM on Hines and Bigham's Literary Tryst! Read here
How very cool is that?
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Fan Mail
It's fan mail Wednes— oh hey it's only Tuesday. *scratches head* How does that happen?
I think I've mentioned it before, but I am happy that I put my email at the end of Caged. It's nice when people take the time to write to me!
Today's email (and my reply):
Dear Bey,
I just want to say holy shit and wow.
Keep writing. I know a lot of young writers give up because the market is hard, but keep it it up!
Thank you! It makes me happy to know that I've made someone happy. *Grin* though I am a new writer, it does not mean I am young!
Yes, I will definitely keep writing for as long as it makes me happy. I'm not in this for the money... I just want to share what goes on in my head.
Thank you so much for writing to me!
Uncut
Intact. Uncut. Hooded.
Yes, I am talking cocks.
One of the things I decided when I started writing was to skip any talk of foreskins. Why? Because my audience is largely made up of North American women whom, from my understanding, don't share my love of an intact cock.
It makes me sort of sad and I wonder how true it is.
Do you know how much more you can put into a sex scene when you're talking foreskins? It's a whole other source of pleasure - sliding, pulling, nibbling... but will it engender a squick factor in my readers?
Interview with Bey Deckard @ Hines and Bigham’s Literary Tryst
Interview with Bey Deckard, author of the Baal’s Heart series
About the Author
Born and raised in a small coastal town in northern Québec, Bey spent his early summers on his uncle’s boat and running wild on the beaches of the surrounding islands, lighting fires and building huts out of driftwood and fishermen’s nets. As an adult, he eventually made his way to university and earned a degree in Art History with a strong focus on Anthropology. Primarily a portrait painter and graphic artist, Bey sat down one day and decided to write about the two things that he felt most passionate about: sex and the sea.
Bey currently lives in the wilds of Montréal with his best buddy, a spotty pit bull named Murphy. Caged is his first novel.
More Edits. Done Yet?
Long day of editing yesterday. stretches shoulders I really should get myself a good chair and desk soon before I become a cripple. The print version of Caged is on track to be released on the 15th. I'm still waiting for some more edits but I'm hoping they'll be minor, or already taken care of in the first batch, so I don't have to spend so many hours digging through the book again.
It's interesting to see how my writing has matured.
New chapter finished for the sequel. I'm on track there too - passed the 1/3 mark. I'm wondering, however, if this book might be a smidge longer. There's so much of the story left to tell.
I also have to get back to a writing side-project that I'm working on.
And... I have to stop thinking about this other book I have to write. It can wait... I can't do everything at once.
Thank you
I was just having a beer with a buddy of mine who is also a writer, talking about how incredibly weird it sometimes (hell all the time) feels to have people out there... reading your work. It makes my head spin at times to think that there are people reading what I write and, not only that, but enjoying it.
I enjoy my own writing. I do. But it never occurred to me that anyone else would. Which is why, when I ask someone to review my book, I get stressed out about the outcome. I think to myself: I'll be ok with three stars. It'll be great! It'll be fine. Really.
And then they give me 5 stars. *shakes head* Floors me. Every time.
Thank you to my readers and reviewers and anyone who's been part of the process! Really... thank you.
Words… words… words?
You'll often find me with my eyes closed, head tilted up as if listening to the heavens, just waiting for the right word to drop out of the air so that I can push it into the right spot in the sentence I'm writing.
Embarrassed, abashed, flustered, ashamed, disconcerted - they all mean approximately the same thing, but look at these sentences:
Jon was embarrassed about his feelings for Tom - this brings to mind a bit of toe shuffling, pink-cheeked kind of behaviour from Jon. Approximately the same with flustered, or abashed.
Jon was ashamed of his feelings for Tom - now we have a bit of inner conflict and, unlike embarrassed, the word really makes it seem like a negative thing, no?
Jon was disconcerted by his feelings for Tom - this one has Jon running through a checklist of probably causes in his head and coming up empty. Or doing a slow mental double-take.
Words. I love words.
This post brought to you by "I can't find the right end to this sentence so I'm taking a break."
Grey skies… cozy on the couch with my dog.
Finished chapter 10 of the sequel to Caged - working title "Beyond the Spires" - and it's going well. I like the pace at which its going, considering I'm also in the middle of a collaborative project with another author (which just hit the 35K word mark this week).
I keep wanting to release excerpts of the WIP but there are spoilers. I wonder how other authors deal with that? Personally I'm the type of guy who absolutely hates spoilers - I go out of my way to avoid them as much as I can, which includes trying not to watching movie previews. (I am currently refraining from looking up anything about The Grand Budapest Hotel - the new Wes Anderson movie.)
I've been looking for a new desk, something antique and sturdy. Working on the couch is going to do in my back eventually.
I got confirmation for the date that my book participates in "Don't Buy My Love" at the Goodreads group M/M Romance - May 16th. Mark your calendars with that date if you want a free e-book in exchange for writing a fair review!
