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A STRANGER'S TOUCH is now released

Today's guest is author Anne Brooke who has had much recent success with her striking, fascinating fiction. I became a fan after reading Maloneys Law - a book that remains one of my favourites, watch out for my forthcoming comments on the book at Elisa Rolle's LJ next month :) - and I'm very excited to be sharing a publisher with her!

She shares today an excerpt from her newly released short story, A Stranger's Touch, which, by the way, I particularly loved for its lyrical, sensual feel and unusual characters :).

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About Me : I write gritty novels, energetic short stories and often quite dark poetry. I am also a regular reviewer for the Vulpes Libris review site.

I grew up on an apple farm in the heart of rural Essex. After gaining 3 A levels and 1 S Level, in which my specialist subjects were Oscar Wilde and Lord Byron, I read English at Durham University. There I focused on Medieval and Old English, and must be one of the few people who has read the Anglo-Saxon poem, “Beowulf”, in the original language. However, I remember almost nothing about it now.

After University, I spent six months doing voluntary work before taking a series of administrative jobs in insurance, education and legal conferencing. When I could stand it no more, I went back to Durham University to take my MA in Medieval English and Latin. My final dissertation concerned the love poetry written by James I of Scotland and Charles, duc d’Orleans (although not addressed to each other), both of whom were separately held hostage by a foreign power for many years, thus earning the departmental shorthand title of “Anne’s sex and bondage thesis.”

I married my husband in 1993 and moved to Surrey, where I have lived for the last sixteen years. I work part-time for Surrey University in Student Care Services. Interests include playing bad golf, theatre-going, birdwatching, reading books with at least one dead body in them, and of course writing, which - sometimes - keeps me sane.


Anne's Website.
Anne's Blog.



Happy belated New Year to all!

I’m pleased to say that my latest short story, A Stranger’s Touch is now available at Amber Allure Press.

This tells the story of male prostitute, Red, who is given an assignment by his pimp and lover, Robbie, with a very unusual client. Red meets the stranger in a darkened house in London and, during their sessions, he learns more than he ever knew about lust, love and his own personal history. How will his curious and life-enhancing encounters with the stranger affect his relationship with Robbie and his clients, and can love ever be part of a hooker's life at all?

I first started writing this story when I’d given an assignment to the writers’ group at the University where I work. One of the choices was to write about someone in a darkened room waiting for something to happen, and I was astonished at exactly how inspirational I found the task. It was as if Red had sprung fully formed into my mind and I could hear his bleak, strong, surprisingly measured voice very clearly.

It is interesting – and rather worrying for my husband! – how easily I slip into the voice of a male hooker, as I’ve written about this sort of character before in my 2007 novel, A Dangerous Man, and thoroughly enjoyed the experience (as well as finding it very emotional). Though Michael in A Dangerous Man ended up being far more psychotic than Red will ever be. I suspect it’s a profession I’ll write about again.

Anyway, here’s an extract from the beginning of A Stranger’s Touch:

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The air felt heavy as if there was something weighing down on my shoulders that I couldn’t shake off. It might have been my own fear. I didn’t know. Odd how dark everything was, in spite of the torch I’d remembered to bring. It was shining at my feet. The narrow band of light only increased the sense of darkness. I could hear the sound of my breathing, though sometimes I fancied there was a faint hiss behind it, as if someone else might be in the room with me. Someone who was echoing the rhythm of my breath, pacing their pulse to mine. It made me shiver and I forced myself to regulate my breathing again.

I couldn’t remember why I agreed to any of this.

No. I did remember. It was what Robbie had wanted. And the money. That always helped. The chair beneath me pressed into the back of my legs and I shifted my position to try to get a little more comfortable. This assignment wasn’t turning out to be quite as straightforward as Robbie promised me it would. And he tended to tell me the truth. Which wasn’t bad for a pimp. In fact it was one of his great strengths. He was pretty stylish in bed as well, I had to say. He was so damn good at knowing what tricks broke me open, every time.
Whereas my great strength was doing whatever I was told to do.

Robbie had ordered me to dress sexy and tight—it had pissed me off to hear him as I always dressed sexy and tight. That was my job, wasn’t it? But I hadn’t let any of that show. I knew my trade, knew when to act pretty. He’d told me to come here, an empty house at the west of London. He’d said the door would be open but the lights would have been cut off. He’d been right, too. I had to admit I’d been spooked as I’d followed his instructions—using the torch he’d given me to find my way upstairs and into the first room on the right, where as he’d promised there was a chair in the middle to sit on. I even wondered whether some crazy guy might leap out at me with a knife, or worse, but I kept telling myself that some clients liked the weird stuff, and Robbie checked everything out. In the four years I’d been working for him, he’d looked after me and he’d never let me down. So I got on with the job and here I was.

Waiting for whatever was going to happen next.

And waiting.

It struck me that I had no idea how long I’d been waiting. Maybe the client wasn’t going to show? That happened sometimes. Oh well, I’d chalk it up to experience, ring Robbie when I got out into the street and see if he had anything else for me tonight.

With a small sigh, I began to reach down for the torch at my feet, and it was then that someone spoke.

“No, don’t move,” the voice said, and I froze.

Male, soft-spoken. Confident, too. I hadn’t had any idea there was someone else here, not really. I hadn’t seen him when I’d come in—he must have been in the shadows at the edge of the room. I thought the breathing had been my imagination. I’d been wrong.

Slowly, I returned to my sitting position.

“Hello,” I said into the blackness. “My name’s Red. I’m named for my hair, though it’s more golden than red. Robbie sent me.”

“I know who you are.”

I licked my lips. “What would you like me to do? I’m here to please you.”

A sound almost like laughter. “I’d like you to sit. And wait for me.”

“As you wish.” I tried to stare into the corner to my right where the voice came from, but I couldn’t make out his shape. No light at all came from the blacked-out window. I’d known from the outset that this job was going to be weird, but I hadn’t realised how weird.

What happened next was the strangest of all.

Something in the air shifted, and when I next heard his voice, he was standing right in front of me.

“Open your legs,” he said, “as wide as you can.”

I did so. He moved in closer, so he towered over me, between my legs. I breathed in deeply, catching the spicy smell of him. He reminded me of the sort of herbs my mother used to cook with, a long time ago. And limes, too. He smelt of limes. Another memory.

“Do you like the way I smell, Red?”

“Yes,” I said, my heart beating faster at the way he’d guessed at my thoughts. “Yes, I like it very much.”

“Good. I spent a long time choosing it. I chose it for you.”

Questions crowded my tongue, questions it would, of course, be impossible to ask him. What he did next took them all away.

Slim fingers began to massage my skull. To my surprise, I groaned and my cock tightened in my jeans, straining against the zip. I thrust up toward the man. Our legs rubbed together. I shifted to keep the contact.

Another sound like laughter. “Are you hard? Already?”

Mesmerised by the slow and regular stroke of his hand through my hair—back and forth, back and forth—I nodded before I realised he couldn’t see the gesture, though, of course, he could feel it. “Yes.”

“Are you always so easily turned on?”

“Yes. I like my job very much. I enjoy sex.”

“But I don’t intend to touch your genitals today, or allow you to touch mine.”

A throb of disappointment powered through me. “Can I touch you anywhere else? Please?”

This time his laughter was obvious. “A prostitute begging to touch a client? You are already doing so in any case, though not with your hands, so your question is unnecessary. You’re an unusual man, Red. Robbie was right about you.”

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You can also view the book trailer at YouTube HERE.
And further information and extracts can be found at Amber Allure.



For more information on my other m/m novels and short stories, please feel free to visit my Website and browse!

~~Anne Brooke~~


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AND JUST FOR FUN...!!

Today's Quote:
"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit and simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these." Susan B. Anthony

Today's Daft Google Searches for 'Clare London':
"Improve Your Work Life Balance And Get More Out Of Life" I'm working on it! :)



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Follow this month with Clare (look at the goodies so far...):

Jan 22 : Author Jordan Castillo Price wonders "what if" she hadn't been a writer?
Jan 23 : Author Syd McGinley asks Is Dr. Fell a Gary Sue?‏
Jan 24 : Author Angela S. Stone tells us about her 'Bunnies' and offers Free Fiction.‏
Jan 24 : Author Lori Toland tells us about the rock 'n' roll of her new release.‏
Jan 25 : Author Rowena Sudbury talks about inspiration and its spark in her fiction.‏



Jan 15 : Jen of Well Read savours the memory of food, and seeks it in her fiction!
Jan 16 : Author Mel Keegan tells us why we should all be visiting the GLBT Bookshelf.
Jan 17 : Author Cassandra Gold discusses the wonderful world of the romance sub-genre.
Jan 18 : Author Wren Boudreau asks "Who am I...and am I okay with it?"
Jan 19 : Author Jenna Hilary Sinclair confesses her addiction...to writing!
Jan 20 : Author Dakota Flint discusses the fascination of the Epilogue.
Jan 21 : Author Janey Chapel treats us to pictures of her favourite kink!




Jan 08 : Jessewave wonders - tongue in cheek - where the less shiny guys are!
Jan 09 : Anne Cain shares her art and encourages a show and tell!
Jan 10 : My latest release Upwardly Mobile is out at Amber Quill today.
Jan 11 : Author Lee Rowan discusses why love should not be a garotte.
Jan 12 : Author Jaime Samms asks if readers prefer short or long stories.
Jan 13 : Author Erastes explains why her submissions keep aiming for the stars!
Jan 14 : Author Daimeryan Rei describes the rewards of writing both fan and original fiction.




Jan 01 : The New Year brings the release of the Immortal Fire anthology IN PRINT.
Jan 02 : author Chrissy Munder asks if current affairs in fiction is delightful or just dates us.
Jan 03 : author Madeleine Urban describes how her characters hijacked her brain.
Jan 04 : author Theda Black's inspiration reaches from a bionic penis to the power of Pan.
Jan 05 : author Josh Lanyon shares some exceedingly good books with us.
Jan 06 : author K. Z. Snow questions what all the fuss is about authors 'making shit up'.
Jan 07 : Josie aka 1more_sickpuppy compares her life and friends online and off.


Want to grab a day to pimp, pose or pontificate? Email me at clarelondon11 @ hotmail.com and I'll happily find you a space ♥

NOTE: most pictures chosen by me and credited where known, others may be used without direct permission, please contact me with any queries/concerns.

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( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
chrissymunder
Jan. 26th, 2010 07:26 pm (UTC)
Hi Anne! Congratulations on the latest release. I have to second Clare's comment - ...I particularly loved for its lyrical, sensual feel..., plus you made me smile with your husband's worry.
annebrooke
Jan. 26th, 2010 07:57 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Chrissy! Yes, my husband is very brave, really!! :)) Axxx
angelasstone
Jan. 26th, 2010 08:56 pm (UTC)
Oooo that sounds really good :)! i'll have to pick it up!
annebrooke
Jan. 27th, 2010 09:14 am (UTC)
Thanks, Angela - hope you enjoy the read!

Hugs

Axxx
janeychapel
Jan. 26th, 2010 09:06 pm (UTC)
Congrats on the new release, Anne! It looks like you've got a winner here! :)
annebrooke
Jan. 27th, 2010 09:14 am (UTC)
Thanks so much, Janey! Well, it's certainly getting some mixed reactions - people either really like it or are bamboozled by it! :))

Axxx
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