Hi, how are you? Thanks for having me here. I’m Lee Brazil, author of m/m romance at Breathless Press. I brought coffee and tequila, 'cause I’m not sure if this is a morning crowd or an after hours venue. My mom taught me to never show up at someone's place empty handed, so I've brought a few goodies to share. If it's all right with you, I'd like to gift one of your readers who comments today with a copy of my latest release, Loving Jacob. I’m talking today about second chances, which is kind of the theme to Loving Jacob.
Everyone deserves a second chance. Be kind and forgiving, let things go, turn the other cheek. We've heard it all our lives. On the playground in first grade, the first day of school, a kid knocked me down. Every fricking day for a week. I wanted to knock him down too. My mom said I couldn't. I asked her why not? After all, I'd just learned the Golden Rule, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." I argued my case as only a six year old can. Billy was in that class room right beside me. He heard what the teacher said. He clearly wanted me to push him down. And she said, "He wants your attention. Give him another chance."
And that's how I ended up with a shadow for the rest of the year. I got to school in the morning and he was waiting for me. We spent every minute so absorbed in playing together, the teacher had to separate us in the classroom. He followed me to the car every day, when my mom came to pick me up. He was the best friend of my childhood for the time I lived in that area.
Because I gave him a second chance.
I'm not always awesome. I know that's hard to believe. *coughs* Yeah, well… some years ago I was a not so perfect college student, discovering life a little later than some of my peers. I made some mistakes, did some things I'm not proud of. Drank a little too much, tried a few too many illicit recreational activities. And sometimes, under the influence, it's hard to see things clearly. A cute guy in dance club is a cute guy in a dance club, you know? Sometimes your mind gets a little bleary and you forget who showed up with whom, and who's going home with whom.
I did that once. Faces got a little blurry and I forgot the guy I was flirting with came in with someone else. Someone I counted a friend. Fortunately for me, they both understood that I was the problem, not either of them. So a little bit of jealousy, a little bit of disgust, a whole hell of a lot of coffee, and we're all the best of friends, because my friend chose to give me a second chance. A chance to sober up and apologize for being an ass, for flirting too much, for teasing. .
So, second chances. I absolutely believe in second chances. Second chances in love, in friendship, in being there for someone. If you had the chance to relive one moment of your life over again, to change the way you acted, or reacted, would you?
The question leaves me with a bit of a dilemma, because I might regret the events of that rather ignobly memorable evening that grew into a weekend, but I can't regret the results. So I can't say I'd undo that moment. I wouldn't have grown to be who I am today if I didn't have that pivotal memory to guide me, but at the same time, I am eternally grateful that we were able to get past it and move into the relationship we have now.
In a way, that's the emotional frame of reference I used when I wrote Loving Jacob, my latest release from Breathless Press.
And here's the Blurb and link to Loving Jacob:
When Malcolm Jenner’s sex-on-the-side turns into more, he isn’t above begging for a second chance.
High profile attorney Malcolm Jenner is looking for a bit of fun, nothing serious. He's got duties and responsibilities, after all. He doesn't usually choose his lovers from the office, but his attraction to Jacob Renault is too compelling to resist.
However, Jacob isn't interested in temporary. He wants it all—Prince Charming, the castle, the happily ever after. There's no rule that says the younger man can't have fun while he's searching for his prince, though…
At first neither is willing to compromise on their stance, but an agreement is reached, with each man planning to do his best to subvert the other to his viewpoint. Lust turns to love, and what’s impossible becomes merely improbable, but is it going to be enough?
If you'd like to read more of this story, leave me a comment about how you feel about second chances, or just say hi, and we'll get you entered into a random drawing. Oh- it's probably wise to leave some form of communication so we can reach you if you win!