Yet another week in sunny Florida and all I can say is that each and every day I find it easier to see myself living here. Now I only wish that I could just get the move over with and just be here. Why am I telling you this? Because, I truly do write about what I see and experience. Ever heard the old adage ‘Write what you know’? That’s me.
(Oh and by the way, if you make it to the end of this blog posting, there is a little contest give-away surprise.)
Of course there are times when I reach back into what is left of the memory banks and pull from there, but I tend to be, like most men, very visual and tactile. I need to see, smell, hear and taste what I am going to write, at least to some degree. I do have quite the vivid imagination, but for me to get it and get it right, I need to have all the senses firing off. So, for me to be here and see so many things that spark my interest will only enhance my writing, I hope.
Sometimes when I write I can close my eyes, get a visual, open my eyes again and it is like a movie playing in front of me. That is when I know I’m in the zone and I am going to do some good work. That happened some time ago and the result was a story call Sasquatch. This was one of those times that I looked back and remembered a hot dry summer in Georgia and stopping by a little hole-in-the-wall place, out in what was the sticks, but now a bustling suburb of Atlanta.
As a young gay man in the 80’s the last place I needed to be was in some redneck biker bar, but there I was. I have to admit, I fell in love with the place and this is where I, and now you, get to meet Sasquatch. Yep, it’s a new release coming to you…today!
Let me tell you now, there is a lot of me in this story. Of course a much younger me, who experienced and learned a lot of things during that long, hot, dry summer in Georgia. That also happened to be the same summer that someone tried to use my head for batting practice, a lovely experience of gay bashing near Piedmont Park in Atlanta. Why did I bring that up? Well because it was then I learned that the big, bad biker guys didn’t like other people who went out of their way to beat people who were different, especially their token gay drinkin’ buddy. It is because of that understanding that I view bikers in a much different light than most I think. Now, when I see a big bad biker dude, I can’t help but smile and think to myself Just another misunderstood teddy-bear.
My hope with this story is that perhaps, just maybe, others will start to see some of these Harley riding men and women in a new light. Where they are crass, they are also tender. Where they can be loud, they can also whisper sweet nothings in your ear…just before they pound you into the mattress!
Now for the kudos. First off I need to thank K.c. Wells for pushing me to be better and to also get me off my ass and do this big scary self-publishing thing. She is also the editor for Sasquatch and Hawk ‘n’ Harley. If it wasn't for this talented author, who also just happens to have two books in the top ten m/m romance genre on Amazon currently, I’d be sitting here frustrated beyond belief. Patience is not one of my virtues. Kudos to Alex Corza who did an amazing job on the cover for this release. She nailed this one. A big hug and a sloppy lick to Will Parkinson, who has become a good friend, even though he is a huge pain in the ass. He is another one who keeps telling me I can do this.
Now for the contest give-away part. I will give away three copies to those who can tell me the real name of Hawk in Hawk ‘n’ Harley. If there are more than three correct answers I will have a friend draw from a hat the names of the winners! That is three chances to win a copy of Sasquatch!
Let me hear from you people. Email your answers to Max.Vos@aol.com for your chance to win!
Have a great week!