I would like to thank TN Tarrant for taking the time to talk with us about her books today. Check out Adriana’s review of her latest Nikki’s Secret.
What made you decide to write M/M Erotica?
I didn’t do it on purpose, lol. I was unemployed, so I had plenty of time to write again, so I just started writing. A week and a half later I had 104k ménage story done. It is part of my Hidden World series, with the Rimalian aliens. And then a few weeks after that, I had Adam done.. and it just went from there. I started looking around and wondering if maybe I could get published, I had nothing to lose, right?
What was the driving force to write Nikki’s Secret?
Nikki’s plot bunny, originally. Then Ritchie and Cody’s plot bunnies started fussing that they hadn’t been able to say anything in the original short story… so I told them to settle down and I’d write them a sequel…then I got the rights back for the original and the opportunity to expand it, so all three got to say a lot more. Writing the expanded story was very interesting…I was given a lot of pointers for research areas by Rooster and Pig, which made it a better story, I think.
What made you become a writer?
Desperation as a teenager to be anywhere else but where I was. Writing has been the safest outlet for me since then, although I haven’t always been very determined to do anything with it.
Will there be a prequel or a sequel to Nikki’s Secret and if so what is next on the horizon for this loving trio?
As it stands, there is a sequel planned, and even started, although I need to work out where it’s going to go… They want to tell me more, but they don’t know yet what it is… except that Ritchie and Cody forgot about the birthday party and they know Nikki is going to have a few words to say….lol
If you could co-author with any other author who would it be and why?
Well, I think I could and one or two of my fellows and I have talked about it, but nothing settled yet. We’ll just have to see 😀
Where do you get the ideas for your books from?
Depends…sometimes a picture triggers something, sometimes it’s something I read somewhere else… other times, like the plot bunny attack I had yesterday, with a dragon and a ferret, they just come out of nowhere, knock me down, sit on me, and say, “you will write me.”
What advice do you have for other authors out there just starting out into the M/M Genre?
Make friends with other authors, ask seemingly stupid questions, go be “bothersome” because you really aren’t a bother. Talk to editors, ask them why they want to change something when you don’t understand, they’ll tell you. But remember it’s YOUR story. Over and over most of the editors I’ve worked with have helped tremendously, not just with editing, but explaining why stuff is being done a certain way, or in my case, just teaching me to use MS Word, lol. READ. ANYTHING. Read everything that catches your attention. And the best advice I’ve ever seen, I can’t take credit for, I stole it from Laurell K Hamilton: Just get it done. Don’t worry about perfect. You can make it perfect during edits, just get it done.
Can you tell us a bit about what makes TN tick?
A demented mind? I think I’m pretty boring really. I work a stunningly boring job, I raise my bright-eyed, gorgeous child monster, who draws the prettiest dragons you ever saw, I knit scarves, blankets and cat traps, and I do not understand why it so hard for the world at large to just act like it has some brains. All it takes is a little consideration and cooperation and things could be so much better… So I write HEAs and go from there.
You write M/M but what do you like to read?
Hmmm… Star Trek, Star Wars, Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonriders and Talents series’, a LOT of gay romance, quite a bit of het romance, been known to get sucked into history books, Buffy and Angel (don’t give me that look, you love them too!) and the only horror I will read if LKH’s Anita Blake and Merry Gentry series’, even though they give me nightmares.
What is the next project you have coming up? What’s next on the horizon for TN?
Uh… let’s see…trying to find a good home for my series, or the funds to self-publish it. It has to be edited properly after all, 😀 . I have a story in the works for Rooster and Pig, with a trio of young men that were living on the streets, but are getting on their feet. When Emmet Met Oliver comes out in February, from Silver Publishing, the first part of a serial. Working on the second part, but I have no idea when it will be done. Each will be complete for itself, but will be short reads. And as I mentioned earlier, something with a dragon and a ferret. With the possibility of plot bunnies that get weaker if they don’t attack innocent authors who aren’t doing anything to anyone. My friend (who doesn’t write obviously) told me to feed the plot bunny carrots and I’d be fine…silly friend, lol. Maybe I should make a character out of her….she could be in charge of the plot bunnies…
How about a couple of excerpts?
From the first book…
Nikki sighed as she puttered through the house. It hadn’t taken her long to eat and clean that up. Now she grabbed a duster, tidying things up a little. The house was rather large, with plenty of space for each of them. Nikki had taken over the living room as her area, and her knitting lived there beside her rocking chair. Cody had taken over the small den, and Ritchie had a workshop in the back yard. Fortunately, her husbands shared the chores with her which made keeping the house up fairly easy. Pictures were spaced throughout the house, starting from when they began dating not long after she turned nineteen. Jane had pictures that were from earlier, but she had put those away at Nikki’s request. It was difficult for Nikki to be reminded of those darker days, and she certainly didn’t want to think about it now, when her husbands weren’t around to comfort her.
She smiled as she dusted a picture she’d taken of her husbands last summer, when they’d gone camping. Both were sleeping, Cody’s long, sun-lightened hair mixing with Ritchie’s longer, darker hair as they cuddled. Cody had been holding Ritchie close, his face buried in the back of Ritchie’s neck, as Ritchie held Cody’s hands to his chest. The peacefulness on their faces was something Nikki loved to watch. She grinned. She wondered if watching your lovers sleep was an actual fetish, since all three of them did it regularly. There were similar pictures for them all over the house, some more of Ritchie and Cody, some of her and Ritchie, and others of her and Cody.
The phone rang, making her smile, checking the time. Her husbands were eager to talk, it had only been an hour. She hurried to the phone, but paused when she saw the Caller ID. It was a local number, not either of her husbands numbers.
Pat Sloyer answered. “Hello, Nicole, how are you tonight?”
“Mrs. Marnell, Pat. We’ve discussed this before.” Nikki kept her voice calm, but a little stern, trying to make her disapproval clear, without being cruel. Briefly she wondered if that was what it would take, though. “How did you get this number?”
Pat ignored the question, asking instead, “How about you meet me for dinner? I’ll take you to a really nice place, where it can be just us two.” The boy’s voice was excited, and Nikki recognized that he was trying to be seductive. However, it just creeped her out.
“No, Pat, I will not meet you for dinner, it would be highly inappropriate. I am your history teacher, and you are one of my many students. If you need help with an assignment, then we will discuss it during class tomorrow, or you can send me an email,” Nikki paced the living room, agitated. Her students and their parents had a school email for her, as well as a cell phone number she kept for her students, but none had her private home number, nor her personal cell number. Pat was calling the house number.
“Come on Nicole, we have something more special than that. I can even pick you up from home, take you to dinner, maybe go to the park and talk for a while,” Pat voice changed to a wheedling tone, one she’d heard countless times from boys over the years. The same tone that arrogant boys used whenever they wanted something from a female, whether it was a better grade or sex, the tone and attitude behind it remained the same. That tone that said “come on, don’t be difficult, you know you want what I want and I want you to give it to me. Don’t be a cocktease.”
“No, Pat. Good night.” She hung the phone up. It immediately rang again, with the same number, but she ignored it. She called Cody on her cell phone, shaking, moving to check all the doors and windows, needing to make sure they were locked. She shut the windows she’d opened to let the nice evening breeze into the house.
“Hey good looking, what’cha got cooking?” Cody asked, a hokey, teasing lilt in his voice. She could just see the goofy grin on his face as he spoke, even though he was halfway across the country from her. Nikki couldn’t help but smile, even as shook up as she was.
“Pat Sloyer just called the house line,” Nikki answered.
“That’s it, Nikki,” Cody replied, sounding angry. “I want you to tell Vincent that Pat needs removed from your classes.”
Nikki nodded, even though he couldn’t see. She had resisted that suggestion before when Cody and Ritchie had suggested it, but now. They were right. This was no longer just a crush. “I will, this is getting more than a little creepy.”
Cody grunted, but only added, “And Ritchie wants you to call the police and make a report of it. It might not be necessary but…”
Nikki sighed. “I will, but we both know there’s nothing they can do as things are right now.”
Cody echoed her sigh. “I know baby, but at least there will be a trail outside your reports at school.”
Ritchie’s voice came on the line. “Maybe you should go stay with Mom and Dad.”
Nikki shook her head. “No, I’ve closed and locked the windows, and checked the doors and the alarm system. I’m safe here.”
Ritchie made a frustrated sound. “Stubborn woman.”
Nikki smiled. “I’m not letting a little boy scare me out of our home, Ritchie. And he hasn’t been threatening, just getting obsessed.”
“Obsession gets to threats way too often, baby, you know that,” Ritchie answered worriedly.
“I know, babe,” Nikki conceded. “That’s why Vincent, the school counselor and I are going to insist that the Sloyers get their son some help. None of us want to see that potential wasted, let alone the damage he could do to someone…”
Ritchie made a disagreeing noise, but didn’t argue with her. Nikki smiled a little, knowing that Ritchie didn’t give a damn about Pat’s potential as a person, he only worried about the potential threat the boy represented to Nikki.
Cody’s voice came back. “Make your calls, love, please, then call us back, okay?”
“We love you, pretty lady,” Cody said softly.
“I love you both, too, my handsome men.”
From the sequel so far…
Cody hummed to himself as he typed, lines of code appearing on the screen as he worked on the new program. Vaguely he was aware of Ritchie cussing beside him as Ritchie worked, but it hadn’t reached the “computer meets window violently” stage, so he ignored it. The coding was flowing easily and he wanted to take advantage of it. He and Ritchie had the house to themselves, since Nikki was out with Jane shopping for Abe’s birthday—
Ritchie’s cussing and typing stopped as he looked at Cody, puzzled. “What?”
“Didn’t Nikki ask us to make sure the church hall was reserved for Dad’s party?”
Ritchie’s nose wrinkled a little as he thought about that, then he groaned. “Yeah—three weeks ago…fuck!”
Cody nodded. Tunnel vision struck again, something he and Ritchie both were prone to when they had a new project, or a problem came up.
“She’s gonna kill us,” Ritchie muttered.
Cody nodded as he picked up the phone. “I’ll ask Pastor Stewart, but—”
Ritchie groaned again, and Cody couldn’t help but echo it. The party was in three days. They were part of a fair-sized congregation, so their chances of still getting the hall were slim. The community hall was always had a full calendar.
“Love and Peace Church, Pastor Stewart. How may I help you?” Logan Stewart’s warm, cheerful voice sounded in his ear.
“Save us from having to tell Nikki we screwed up,” Cody answered, putting the phone on speaker, so Ritchie could listen.
Logan chuckled. “The hall is already reserved for Abe’s party. Nikki called a couple weeks ago. Said some new project fell into your laps and that she’d be lucky to make sure that you two actually made it to the party.”
Cody closed his eyes in relief. “God, I love my wife.”
Logan laughed again. “I guess she won the bet, too.”
“What bet?” Ritchie asked.
“She said one of you would remember to call three days beforehand in a panic that you’d forgot to get the reservation like she asked. I told her you’d call a week before,” Logan replied, humor evident in his tone.
“How much was the bet for?” Cody asked as he leaned back in his chair, grinning at Ritchie. Nikki certainly had them pegged.
“A hundred bucks,” Logan answered.
Ritchie snorted. “I don’t know whether to be glad you gave us a week, or be scandalized that you, a fine upstanding man of God, were gambling for money,” he teased.
“It’s for charity,” Logan retorted primly.
Cody and Ritchie chuckled. “Well, since you lost because of us, we’ll cover the bet.”
“Nah, I’ll pay, but feel free to match it. Half is for the shelter fund, the other half for the church fund…”
About the Author
TN Tarrant is a hard-working single mom, living in the wilds of Wyoming, who enjoys embarrassing her child with bright red lipstick prints to the forehead. When she isn’t embarrassing her child, or hunting, killing and dragging groceries home through the snow, she loves to write romantic stories with hot lovers. She suffers from a love of extremely bad jokes, and has a tendency to inflict them on innocent bystanders. Feel free to contact her at firstname.lastname@example.org
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