Brita Addams on Beloved Unmasked ~ Guest Blog

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Title: Beloved Unmasked
Author: Brita Addams
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Anne Cain
Genre: Gay Fiction, Historical

Blurb:

Born in 1898 to a heartless prostitute in Storyville, the red-light district of New Orleans, David comes into the world as Picayune, a name meaning “of little value” or as his mother reminds him, “nothing.”

In the early 20th century brothels and clubs, his love of music sustains young Pic until a fortuitous meeting places him on the road to respectability, and Pic reinvents himself as David Reid.

As David realizes happiness for the first time, conscription forces his friend and first love, Spencer Webb, into the Great War. A telegram from the War Department deals a staggering blow and interrupts David’s pursuit of a law degree. He must gather his wits and move forward. While his future looks bright, specters from Storyville return.

The past holds both pain and love, and facing it head-on might destroy David or give him the freedom to live the life he has dreamed.

Excerpt from Beloved Unmasked by Brita Addams

David got off the streetcar at the end of Iberville and strolled the length of Basin Street. He passed one long face after another on his way to the Annex. A couple of men staggered out into the street, their laughter in contrast to the mournful music at Josie’s. No doubt they hadn’t heard that the world had turned on its head.

A group of men stood beneath a streetlamp, one with a newspaper and the others huddled around. A well-dressed man in a fedora spoke like one of the street preachers on Canal Street. “Amid clearer thought, the President’s declaration of war is the result of a number of political incidents. A couple of years ago, Germany had undertaken submarine warfare and had sunk the RMS Lusitania, killing over a hundred United States citizens. After overtures from Wilson, Germany suspended attacks on civilian entities, but recently they apparently thought otherwise.”

“More women for us,” someone said. “All the young bucks’ll go off to war and leave us codgers to the houses.”

“I ain’t volunteerin’. Ain’t gettin’ my pecker shot off for Wilson or nobody.”

David skirted the crowd and stifled the urge to tell the malcontent he might not have a choice.

“Have you heard?” Spence yelled from his second-story window.

David shrugged. “Yeah. The news is all over the papers. What do you think it means for us?”

“Nothin’ for you, youngster. For me, we’ll have to see.”

“You’re no soldier.”

Spence laughed and flexed his arm. “From your mouth to President Wilson’s ears. No word on conscription yet. We’ll have to wait and see.”

“Emile and I talked about it, but I didn’t get any comfort from him. He said the same thing you said.”

Spence laughed. “Emile is all about waiting.”

David raised his brow. “Let me get to the Annex and see what Mr. Tom has to say. Don’t do anything stupid.”

“That ship sailed years ago.” Spence roared with laughter.

At the Annex, David stepped into a hornet’s nest of loud discussion in the parlor.

“We’ve entered the war,” Tom Anderson said to those gathered around the table.

“Does that mean anythin’ fer us?” Emma Hamilton asked.

Tom shook his head. “Mayor Behrman has kept the feds at bay, but they’ve beefed up the Naval Support Activity right across the river in Algiers, and the Army has set up an encampment at the racetrack. ’Til now, we here in the Tenderloin have lived on borrowed time, but with us entering the war, well…. The District is within five miles of a military facility, and they won’t sit still for that any longer. We’re fucked, and we best face it.”

David stepped forward. “What’ll happen?”

Anderson and the rest turned toward him. “Good day, David. Well, I suspect they’ll go through the motions of checking statutes and writing letters, but eventually, and sooner rather than later, they’ll shut us down.”

“How can they do that?”

Tom shrugged. “They can do whatever they want during wartime.”

“Or anytime, by the looks of it.” Countess Gertie flicked her wrist. “Pfft. We take good care of the boys. They leave my place happy and satisfied, ready for battle. We aren’t going anywhere.”

Everyone laughed, save Tom. “We’ll have to see. I’ll let you know if I hear anything else.”

Chairs scraped across the wood floor as everyone rose.

“We best find other places so we aren’t caught with our pants down.”

“Yeah, you right, Emma. The Quarter has some nice two-stories.”

“Uptown. The Garden Dis’ric. Wouldn’t dat chap their hide?”

The madams laughed their way out the door.

“What’s gonna happen, Mr. Tom?”

Anderson draped his arm around David’s shoulders. “David, my boy, say good-bye to Storyville.”

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About the Author

Born in a small town in upstate New York, Brita Addams has made her home in the sultry south for many years. In the Frog Capital of the World, Brita shares her home with her real-life hero—her husband, and a fat cat named Stormee. All their children are grown.

Given her love of history, Brita writes both het and gay historical romance. Many of her historicals have appeared on category bestseller lists at various online retailers.

Tarnished Gold, the first in her gay romance Tarnished series for Dreamspinner Press, was a winner in the 2013 Rainbow Awards, Historical Romance category. The book also received nominations for Best Historical and Best Book of 2013 from the readers of the Goodreads M/M Romance Group.

A bit of trivia—Brita is her real name and she pronounces it Bree-ta, and not Brit-a, like the famous water filter.

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Farewell Giveaway
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.

Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,

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