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Title: As La Vista Turns
Author: Kris Ripper
Cover Artist: L.C. Chase
Genre: Bisexual, Contemporary, Gay, Gay Fiction, Gay Romance, Lesbian, Lesbian Romance, Romance
Release Date: 02/27/2017
Zane Jaffe has almost lost track of what conception cycle she’s in. (That’s a lie: this is cycle thirteen.) She’s fake-dating her pal Mildred to get her best friend off her back, but judging by how hot it was when they accidentally kissed, her feelings might be somewhat less platonic than she’d thought.
And she’s decided that healing the fractured local queer community can only be accomplished through a party. Or maybe it’s actually a wake. Whatever it is, it’ll take place at Club Fred’s, and there will be alcohol.
Trying to conceive is an unholy rollercoaster of emotions, and Mildred won’t let them kiss again until Zane figures out how she feels. Between the wake (exhausting as hell, and that’s just the fun stuff), the constant up-down cycle of trying to get pregnant, and saving the world in the meantime, Zane has no idea. Fall in love with Mildred isn’t on her list, but maybe it’s time to let go of that rigid future she’s been working toward, and instead embrace the accidents that can lead to something better.
Of Quilts, Plumbing, and Love
A short story Kris Ripper
(Links to all three parts will be available once the tour is complete at http://riptidepublishing.com/titles/as-la-vista-turns under the extras tab.)
Half the fun of being with someone as regimented as Zane was fucking with her. At least that’s what Dred told Emerson as she was annotating a list Zane had left up on the refrigerator.
He smirked. “It’s cute that you still hide behind that like you aren’t head over heels in love with her.”
“Not into girls. So what’d you add to the grocery list?”
“Cow brains. And horse hooves. With nutritional notes.”
“Gross, Mildred. Plus, hasn’t she been super nauseous lately? That’s just mean.”
She polished her nails on her shirt. “I’m definitely a horrible person. Gotta go.”
“Just admit you’re in love with her!” he called as she went up the stairs. “It’s not gonna kill you!”
Which was a stupid thing to say. Not to mention unprovable. Maybe it would kill her.
She couldn’t think of a clever enough response so she pretended she hadn’t heard him.
Two days later, while Zane was at work, she ripped out a seam and fixed it before Zane could see how bad it looked.
“She lets you mess with her stuff?” Obie asked, lingering in the doorway of the work room.
“Better to ask forgiveness than permission.”
“Uh huh. Wouldn’t it actually be better to let her fix her own stuff, though? That’s kind of how people learn.”
She shot him a dirty look over her shoulder. “You’ve seen Z sew. She fucks up a lot. More than enough opportunities to learn.”
He was probably giving her some kind of look right now, but she’d decided to focus on the tricky corner bit where really old embroidery met a denim seam and had to not look like crap. The embroidery was from Zane’s great grandmother’s wedding dress, the only frills on an otherwise simple dress because she couldn’t afford frills. Since Z was using everything she could, she wouldn’t want to be ripping out stitches in it.
And anyway, she didn’t have time. She was working as hard as she could right now, and volunteering at the drop-in center on Saturdays.
Obie tapped on the door frame, probably to get her attention. “The crew’s gonna be here in the morning, remember.”
The remodel was supposed to take three months. After which Obie and Emerson would have a suite downstairs, and Zane, Mildred, and James would be upstairs.
“Is the quilt going to be done? Yours, I mean. Not Zane’s.”
She flapped a hand. “Plenty of time.”
He hadn’t specified what timeline he was talking about, but it didn’t matter. Their quilt—the quilt she was making from a combination of both of their lives, the quilt that symbolized their family—would be done soon. Barring disaster.
Mildred’s phone rang as she was scooping up all the James-related toys floating around QYP. Zane was off scooping up the man himself, so she answered her phone a little out of breath, a little annoyed at the interruption.
“Whoa, you okay?”
Since expressions of concern were out of character for Emerson, she knew something was up. “What’s wrong?”
He cleared his throat. “You guys should see if you can stay with Jaq and Hannah for a couple of days. Or if Cameron’s not using his place.”
“A, um, pipe broke. In the farmhouse.”
“It’s gonna take a couple of days to fix it?”
“Not exactly. I mean, it would have probably been okay, except it led to this…chain reaction thing. Where the plumbing on the first floor basically exploded. But don’t worry, the plumber can fix it. And anyway, better that this happened now so we can get it fixed than later.”
Emerson babbling wasn’t good. “What the hell, boy?”
“Fuck. It’s the sewing room. But I swear Obie said—”
She hung up.
It had taken a while to make the tiny front sitting room feel like the right place for her work. She’d been sewing in her closet for so many years, planning things out on the bed, choosing between storing clothes or storing her stash.
Maybe the damage wasn’t bad. Except if Emerson was trying to get them out of the house…
To be continued…
To celebrate the release of As La Vista Turns, one lucky winner will receive an ebook of their choice from Kris’s backlist! Leave a comment with your contact info to enter the contest. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on March 4, 2017. 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
Kris Ripper lives in the great state of California and hails from the San Francisco Bay Area. Kris shares a converted garage with a toddler, can do two pull-ups in a row, and can write backwards. (No, really.) Kris is genderqueer and prefers the z-based pronouns because they’re freaking sweet. Ze has been writing fiction since ze learned how to write, and boring zir stuffed animals with stories long before that.
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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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