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Title: Angel Voices
Author: Rowan Speedwell
Cover Artist: L.C. Chase
Genre: Contemporary, Drama, Gay, Gay Fiction, Gay Romance, New Adult, Romance
Release Date: 11/28/2016
One frigid winter night a week before Christmas, college student Will stumbles into a church during choir practice, bruised by his own father’s hands. He’s out of the closet now—there’s no going back since his fundamentalist father learned the truth—but he’s also out of a home, a family, and a future. Will has nowhere to turn. No one to care.
Except . . . Will’s roommate, Quinn, cares. Maybe too much. He’s been attracted to Will since they moved in together, but never dreamed his crush was gay. With Will’s life in pieces, Quinn doesn’t want to push. He also knows he has more experience than Will, who’s never even been kissed.
Then Will’s father makes a reappearance, and Will has to learn to trust his heart more than the voices of his past. But it’s the season of miracles, faith, and hope, and Quinn is determined to teach Will how to love and be loved.
Hello! This is Rowan Speedwell checking in with more stuff about life, the universe, and “Angel Voices,” the second edition of my Christmas story, out November 28th. Since it is the holiday season, what better way to celebrate than with a drawing for a $15 Riptide gift card? Here’s the catch—you can’t just comment randomly. No, you have to ask a question—one I can answer, no “what’s the airspeed velocity of a laden swallow” sort of thing. And no math. And keep it clean! I’ll answer you back and at the end of the blog tour do a drawing for the gift card from all the entries!
Time-sucks. We all have them. For most of us, it’s social networks—Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, SnapChat, whatever. You can disappear into them. Slip in there to check something out, and four hours later you raise your dazed head and wonder where the hell the day went. Sometimes it’s a good time—you come out laughing at the latest Joe Biden memes or otter videos. Sometimes you come out broken and bleeding by the awful way people treat each other. It can happen both ways. Social networks are great for networking, and for keeping in touch with people you can’t see regularly, and for reconnecting with long lost friends and relatives. But sometimes it’s an endless feedback loop for insanity.
I don’t spend a lot of time on social networks. I have a Facebook account and a Twitter account, but I almost never post on either anymore. I don’t even follow the Yahoo groups for the various publishers I work with. I know, as an author, that I should be connecting with readers and promoting my books and keeping track of what’s going on… but I can’t. I can’t get caught up in the drama. I can’t muster the outrage that some posts demand of me and still keep sane. After a certain point I can’t even get excited about funny stuff. I just can’t bear the constant input.
Have you ever been to Vegas? Or even a local casino? They have patterned carpeting on the floors, and patterned ceilings. They have lights flashing everywhere. Heck, they have lights on the floors! It’s a nonstop sensory assault—exciting, distracting. I went to Vegas—once. I had two panic attacks in the first twenty-four hours I was there, and have sworn never to return.
I don’t cope well with too much sensory input. Sometimes, like when I’m reading, I can filter things out, but mostly I can’t. If someone’s talking to me and a loud truck goes by, I can’t focus on what she’s saying, because I can’t filter the noise. I live alone and work alone, and it works for me.
You’ll notice I didn’t say that I avoided the Internet. Nope. My time-suck is research. That’s where I can get lost for hours without even noticing the time going by. I compulsively check news feeds, not only for current events—can they get any more depressing lately?—but for the odd things, like scientists discovering critters that can live in volcanoes and figuring out that Pluto has a subterranean ocean because of its erratic orbit or something, or stories about 18th century serial killers. I love that stuff. I can get lost in it for hours.
I think there should be something like Facebook but for asocial types like me. It would be an AntiSocial Network. Lots of research sites, no popup ads (sensory overload!!!), and cute videos with otters and cats and hedgehogs and sloths. And Joe Biden memes. But no mean stuff. No drama. No “share this post and <choose your deity> will reward you with <whatever>.” (Cuz those just suck.) Just things to watch and read and feel good about.
We could call it ReadBook. Who’s with me?
To celebrate the release of Angel Voices, one lucky winner will receive $15 in Riptide Publishing credit! Leave a comment with a thoughtful question and your contact info to enter the contest. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on December 3, 2016. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. entries. Thanks for following the tour, and don’t forget to leave your contact info!
About the Author
An unrepentant biblioholic, Rowan Speedwell spends half her time pretending to be a law librarian, half her time pretending to be a database manager, half her time pretending to be a fifteenth-century Aragonese noblewoman, half her time . . . wait a minute . . . Hmm. Well, one thing she doesn’t pretend to be is good at math. She is good at pretending, though.
In her copious spare time (hah) she does needlework, calligraphy and illumination, and makes jewelry. She has a master’s degree in history from the University of Chicago, is a member of the Society for Creative Anachronism, and lives in a Chicago suburb with the obligatory Writer’s Cat and way too many books.
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