Welcome, and thanks for joining us today for our GRAND FINALE celebrations for the amazingly talented
Today, in our finale post, we'll be talking about two more of Jacob's books, one of which was just recently published, as well as finally get answers to our questions, and of course give you one more chance to win!!
First up, Moral Authority
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are prescribed ideals in America of 2050. The Moral Authority, the nation’s newest branch of government, has virtually eliminated crime, poverty, and most social ills, but it also rules the land with a tyrannical fist, championing ignorance and brandishing fear.
Mark Bryan is a gay man whose existence brands him an outlaw; Isaac Montoya is a charming stranger, who entices Mark to defy moral law; and Samuel Pleasant runs the Moral Authority and plans to punish moral offenders and a rebellious uprising—no matter the cost.
Will liberty and justice return for all?
Uncle Sam’s eyes and smile lined the street in almost every direction, berating all who looked upon him into submission.
“Wonderful day today,” another government employee said to Mark as Mark walked by. He nodded in agreement, even though he disagreed. His day was wonderful until Uncle Sam ruined it.
REMEMBER THE MORAL CODE OF CARE. EAT RESPONSIBLY was now posted on the wall of what used to be Dan’s Liquor Store. It was now one of many health food shops where citizens purchased the food needed for their daily allowance.
Uncle Sam was obviously expressing his displeasure at Mark’s desire for a Frappuccino. That didn’t stop a sense of vindication from washing over him as he drew closer to the Starbucks.
MORAL CITIZENS ARE GOOD CITIZENS.
THE ROAD TO MORALITY IS PAVED WITH MODERATION.
THE MORAL LAW OF RESPECT KEEPS CITIZENS HAPPY.
MORALITY IS NOT AN OPTION.
BEING MORAL IS BEING AMERICAN.
Finally, Mark reached the front door of Starbucks. Once inside, he would be out of Uncle Sam’s line of sight. Before going in, however, he took one look back at the posters. Dozens of pairs of Uncle Sam eyeballs stared back, boring into his being and condemning him simply for existing.
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And Jacob's brand-new release, Please Remember Me
Successful lawyer Santi Herrera couldn’t be happier with the direction his life is taking. Not only is he on track to becoming a partner in his law firm, but he’s planning his wedding to Hank Burton, a south Texas contractor who has made a name for himself despite his humble beginnings. The introverted, lone wolf Santi and the friendly, outgoing Hank complement each other perfectly. From the moment they laid eyes on each other, they were hooked, and as far as Santi and Hank are concerned, a happily ever after is their destiny.
But fate deals them a devastating new hand.
A construction accident leaves Hank with severe head trauma and brings him precariously close to death. When he finally awakens, Hank doesn’t remember Santi or the love they shared for the past three years. Santi faces the greatest challenge of his life. Can he respark a flame his lover can’t recall? And can he stop the diverging paths that fickle fate charts between them?
When our lips touched, I groaned into his mouth, and the lyrics of the melody exploded around us. I thrust my tongue between Hank’s lips, coaxing his tongue out of his mouth and into mine and tasting the sugary sweetness of the energy drink he had purchased earlier. Our tongues danced as our surging passions crested, threatening to drown us beneath their endless waves.
Hank pulled out of the kiss, panting. I had no breath left to exhale.
“Fuck!” he said.
I could only nod in reply.
A strange look came over Hank’s features. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing whatsoever,” he replied immediately. “I was just wondering if… well, if you might want to get out of here or something.” Hank’s lips parted into an uncertain yet mischievous grin.
I laced my fingers around his neck and rose to meet his lips. “I’ve never wanted anything more.” Then I molded my mouth against his once again.
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Our Q&A with Jacob:
What inspires you? What gets you writing?
My inspiration depends on my muse, and he can be extremely fickle. Sometimes it’s a song or a line in a movie. Other times, it’s a “what if?” statement that suddenly hops into my head. Really, it’s whatever strikes my muse’s fancy. If he doesn’t like it, he just turns his head and stares down his nose at me, as if he’s daring me to get him to care.
I try to get him motivated. He loves Vodka and cookies, but there are days when that doesn’t work. Sometimes porn inspires him, so I make him sit and watch scene after scene and scene after scene after…well, you get the picture.
What’s your writing process? Seat of your pants, lots of sticky notes, or complex spreadsheets?
I’m actually a pantser, which is freeing but also extremely confusing when my muse won’t cooperate. I used to outline my novels before I wrote them. That was my process when I wrote 3, The Gifted One, and Moral Authority. Since then, I just let my muse take the reigns.
I do write a blurb for the book before I begin, so I have a general direction to wander in, but after I create my character sketch, I just sit back and go along for the ride.
Which character from your books is your favorite and why?
For me, that changes all the time. Right now, my answer would be Hank Burton, one of the main characters from Please Remember Me, which releases February 6 from Dreamspinner. He’s my favorite because he knows exactly who he is and what he wants in life, and he doesn’t give two licks what people think.
Hank had a tough childhood. His father kicked him out of the house for being gay, so he basically lived on his own from age 16. That created quite an independent, free spirit, who is a mass of contradictions. He’s this six-foot three-inch, 220-pound wall of muscle and tattoo, who looks like he would kick your ass for looking at him the wrong way.
But that’s not who Hank is. He’s really a big Teddy bear. He stands up for himself if he has to, but he prefers life to be happy and surrounds himself with people who do that. He wears sparkly shirts and owns a Hello Kitty suitcase. He’s just comfortable in his own skin, and whenever I wrote him, I smiled the whole time.
Which character is your least favorite and why?
I don’t really have any. Maybe that’s because each of my characters has a bit of me in them. Even the bad guys. If I didn’t like any of them, I wouldn’t like myself very much and that’s not healthy in my opinion. So good or bad, I love them all.
If you could go back into one of your books and change one thing, what would that be? And why?
That’s a tough question. If I read something from a book I wrote at the start of my career, I do contemplate how I might have done things differently, but to go back and change things? I don’t think I could. Those books have brought me where I am just as they are now. And sometimes, it’s better to just let things be.
What’s next for you? What amazing book are you working on?
I’m actually in the middle of the second book from my upcoming paranormal series titled The Warlock Brothers of Havenbridge. The first book Spell Bound will be released sometime this third quarter from Dreamspinner, and the second book Blood Tied (my current WIP) will hopefully release at the end of the year.
The series follows Mason, Thad, and Warren, and their journey to finding love and the obstacles they encounter along the way. The books have warlocks, witches, wizards, vampires, fae, shifters, zombies, and a whole slew of paranormal creatures. I think of it as my gay version of True Blood, but I’m trying to shake things up a bit.
For instance, warlocks in my books aren’t evil. They are just bad ass.
I’m having fun with the series, which right now looks to be include 7 books!
Thank you, Jacob!
More about Jacob:
Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hard ass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.
Summers in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. When he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his daughter. They both represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise predominantly red swath in south Texas.
Our thanks to Jacob for entertaining us all month, and many thanks to our readers for visiting. We hope to see you again soon.
Until then, happy reading!!