In Case You Missed It: New Coda Book Coming in 2015!

I’ve been home from GRL for all of an hour, so hopefully you’ll forgive me if this is short and sweet:

In case you haven’t heard the news already, I’ve just completed a brand new Coda book! It’s called Shotgun. It features a never-before-seen couple, Dominic and Lamar, but I promise, you’ll also see plenty of Matt, Jared, Zach, and Angelo. (Jon and Cole were unable to visit. They were quite busy changing diapers and getting way too little sleep.)  :-)

Shotgun will be published by Dreamspinner Press in 2015 (probably around May – exact date TBD). It was so great going back to my roots and spending time with my original boys. I sincerely hope you all have just as much fun revisiting Coda as I did.

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Newsletters, Sales, and GRL. Oh my!

GRL is right around the corner, and no, of course I’m not ready. (Although I did order some new shoes last week.) I’m working very hard (although clearly not hard enough) to finish up a novel before I go. I’m very excited about this one! I’ll share details at my Q&A next week, so please stop by if you’re at GRL.

Now, a couple of very quick announcements:

First of all, for this week only, the Kindle version of Release is on sale for only $1.99! Buy it HERE.

Second, I’ve put together one of my completely random newsletters. You can find that here. Except the code I gave in the newsletter for Cinder was wrong! (I’m a dork.) The code should be UN95P.

To sign up for future newsletters, go here.

That’s it! I told you it’d be quick. :-)

Thanks very much for your ongoing support!

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Remembering September 11th

I woke in the middle of the night and looked at my phone, in order to check the time. Two o’clock in the morning, on the dot. But what really jumped out at me was the date, September 11th. Just seeing it there on my phone made me wince. And then I lay there for the next two hours thinking about it, rehashing my memories of that day, and wondering if it was worth writing a blog post about — not because the remembrance of this day might not be worthy of a blog post, but because I doubt I’m a talented enough writer to truly do the day justice.

For me, the words “September eleventh” open my mind to a series of small memories. Mere snapshots of that day and the days that followed.

I remember standing in my bathroom, listening to the radio, leaning toward the mirror to put on mascara when I heard the first newsflash came in. “We’re getting reports that a plane has collided with the World Trade Center.” But they went on to say they didn’t have much info yet. They speculated it had been a small, private plane, perhaps trying to buzz the towers as a prank. They quickly  moved on to other news items.

I remember a bit later in the morning, sitting at a stoplight on my way to work when news came in that a second plane had hit. I remember that moment of realizing this wasn’t an accident, and that it was something far bigger and more terrible than I’d ever imagined.

I remember the feeling of shock and numb horror that settled over my office as the day went on. We dragged TVs from closets and storage rooms. We turned on the radio. We barely spoke, but everybody listened. Nobody bothered to tell us that this wasn’t what we were being paid for. I remember one co-worker stopping by my desk, before news of the third plane broke. She said, “This is only the beginning.”

I remember voices. I worked for a large OB/Gyn practice at the time. I operated the switchboard, and all day, I fielded calls from people asking only, “Are you still open?” Because it seemed maybe the whole world must cease functioning in the midst of something so terrible. We had a big photo shoot scheduled for that night. The obstetricians had conceived of a marketing photo of them sitting outside, surrounded by kids they’d delivered, each of them with a baby on each arm. There was a lot of debate as to whether we should go through with it that day, but we’d already rescheduled once, and as I answered the calls from the parents who planned to attend, I heard a note of strength in their voices. I heard their resolve. “Yes, let’s still do it,” they said. Because seeing all of those babies and bright-eyed, innocent toddlers in one place felt like a little light of hope. It felt like something that needed to be done. That photo ended up not being about marketing. It ended up being a quiet celebration of life.

I remember a house near campus. It sits at the top of a hill. It’d been rented to college students for years, as evidenced by the Darth Vader and C3PO cutouts in the window (right next to the pyramid of beer cans). But that day, those students somehow got their hands on one of the biggest American flags I’ve ever seen. They hung it from a tree branch, stretched it taut down to their fence and porch railing. It probably violated one or two rules of flag etiquette, and yet, I doubt anybody minded, because as you drove north on Shields, the flag suddenly loomed huge and bold, only a couple of feet from the street. I remember cresting that hill and seeing that flag as the radio played We’re Not Gonna Take It, a song that was suddenly revived, taken out of storage by DJs everywhere, brushed off, and given new life, not as an anthem of teenage rebellion, but as a declaration of our nation’s strength.

I remember that flag every single time I drive north on Shields.

And like all of you, I remember the images. The bleak horror streaming through our televisions for hours at a time. I remember the deep respect and sympathy we felt for the citizens of New York. I remember trying to imagine how it must feel to look out the window and see the towers burning, or later, to see the empty place where they had been. I remember just sitting there and crying.

But what I really remember is the sudden surge of pride that spread through our nation like wildfire. I remember flags and signs suddenly appearing everywhere. I remember people sobbing through our National Anthem. I remember how those words suddenly meant more to me than they ever had before.

Oh say, does that star-spangled banner

Yet wave

O’er the land of the free

And the home of the brave?

I remember the way our nation answered as one:

Hell yes, it does.


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Gratefulness, and Apologies, and Promises

bad-bloggerI’m a terrible blogger. In fact, I think if you scroll back through my blog, you’ll find that most of my blog posts begin with that exact line. “I’m a terrible blogger.” And I’m always telling myself I should do better, and yet… what to say?

I know a lot of authors blog about craft, and that’s fine. But who the hell am I to try and tell somebody how they should or shouldn’t write? I don’t know nearly as much as the industry as I probably should, so I don’t want to write about that. I don’t want to blog about any of the random shenanigans that recur over and over and over again in the m/m world, or the wider romance world, because they mostly just bring me down. So, what does that leave?

59spdI guess it leaves me. And again, some authors are quite open about their personal lives, but I’ve never been comfortable doing that. Besides which, my life is boring. I taxi my kid around. I clean my kitchen. I forget about the laundry in the washer and then have to wash the load again. (Speaking of which… be right back!) But there is nothing about my life that’s exactly memoir-worthy, you know?

And yet the truth is, I’ve had a massive shift of perspective in the past few months. And at the risk of sounding trite, it occurred to me yesterday — and continues to astound me today — how truly grateful I am to be here, right at this point in time, at this stage of my life. Summer is drawing to a close, and fall is sneaking in. Right now, it’s raining outside, and thunder is rolling off the mountains. I turned off the AC (finally!) and opened the windows and exchanged my shorts for yoga pants, my flip-flops for thick socks, and all I could think was, “I’m so ready for fall!” I’m ready for football and pumpkin patches and soup simmering on the stove. (Not that I’ll actually cook any. I’m dreaming of soup elves.) Continue reading

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Dear Amazon

I’ve made it a policy for the last year or so not to talk online about any of the shenanigans going on out there in the big, wide world. I don’t have the energy, and it rarely pays to play politics. But like many other authors, I received a rather mind boggling email from Amazon last night, and I just can’t let it go. I’ve been thinking about it all damn day. Now, I’m sure many others have said it already and said it better, but I’m going to say it again anyway.

Listen up, Amazon. Everybody knows you’re the biggest bully on the playground, and that’s just the way it is. Most of us authors have learned to navigate our way from the monkey bars to the slide to the swing set without getting pummeled, and we’ve made our peace with it. We’re content to play by your rules, as long as we get our turn on the see-saw. But now some other Big Kid has decided to go toe-to-toe with you over the tetherball pole, and you expect all us little kindergartners to come running to your defense?

Ummm…. NO.

Let’s get this straight: You and I aren’t friends. I buy stuff from you. I sell stuff through you. We have a mutually beneficial business relationship. That’s all well and good. But, let me repeat:


Fight your own battles.

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Please Join Me!

The authors of Out in Colorado are hosting a reader event on August 9, 2:00-5:00, at Blush & Blu in Downtown Denver. We’ll have door prizes, wine, and all kinds of fun. Everyone is welcome. Please join us! 


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For Real This Time…

The ebook of Release is now available on Amazon. Sorry for yesterday’s confusion! You can buy it here.

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Release now available at Amazon!

Sinfully Sexy says, “I have read and enjoyed Marie Sexton as a writer. But Marie Sexton writing as A.M. Sexton… I LOVE!!! The writing is flawless, a mixture of beautiful prose, darkened by the details of this cruel and evil world she has created. It’s smooth and it flows and somehow she creates a haunting experience. I was enchanted by this story told from Misha’s point of view. It was a truly excellent read and I want more!”


BUY the paperback from Amazon HERE

Addendum: So, the ebook isn’t ACTUALLY available on Amazon quite yet. That’s what I get for trying to do ten things at once. Sorry about that! But rest assured, the ebook WILL be on Amazon very, very soon. :-)

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Release now on Kobo!

Release-500x750You can now preorder Release from Kobo.

Release is also available for preorder from B&N and iTunes. It’ll be on Amazon and OmniLit on June 24. (Although due to me being new at this whole self-publishing thing, the paperback is already listed on Amazon. I need to fix that listing — the blurb is all messed up — but the book is there, if you want to get it before anybody else.)

And don’t forget, I’ll have advance paperback copies at Denver Pride, June 21-22. I hope to see you there!

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Release Blog Tour, June 16-26

I hope you’ll follow along on my upcoming blog tour. I’ll be sharing some excerpts and giving away a $50 gift card (winner’s choice of book retailer).

You can preorder Release from Barnes & Noble or iBooks. You can also download a free sample from Smashwords. Release will be available at all other major retailers on June 24.

Release Blog Tour

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