Welcome E.D. Parr. I’m so happy to have you visiting my blog today.
All authors have their own reasons for writing a book. What are yours?
Stories jump into my head and I just have to write them.
What would you like readers to take away from your story? Does it contain a message?
I don’t think any of my stories contain messages. They’re love stories. I write happy endings always because it seems to me that in real life so few of us have one. I hope readers enjoy my stories and feel as if they’ve met the characters.
Where did you find your inspiration for the story? Was it a person, a current event, something you witnessed, or something else?
I find inspiration everywhere and at the oddest moments. A road sign, a building, a street, and suddenly there’s a character in my head and he’s whispering his story.
Did you face any obstacles or challenges while writing the story and if so, what were they?
The challenge is earning a living at the same time as finding the time to write.
What or who influences your writing?
In the same way as I find inspiration everywhere from odd things, I’m influenced by the same random things; the weather, a snatch of music I hear passing a store, flowers…
What is your writing process? Are you a pantser or a plotter, or a little of both?
I’m a little of both plotter and writing as my characters develop by the seat of my pants as they say.
Do you have any author idols and if so, how would you like to meet them?
I’d like to have met, Dickens, and Shakespeare. We could have eaten dinner together and talked about life in general.
What are your three favorite books by other authors and why? You don’t have to limit this to three. (I know I can’t.)
Seriously I could have a list of hundreds and can’t say a favorite.
What do you do in your down time to feed your soul?
I walk, listen to music, grow flowers, explore historical places and visit art exhibitions.
What’s next on your literary horizon?
Well, there’s another story releasing from Evernight in August. A contemporary MM romance, Like a Thief in the Night.
I’m writing a ghost story and a science fiction story, too, but it’s slow going because of my day job.
Aiden Flint goes on vacation with three friends to Pamplona, Spain. Seeking excitement, they will run with the bulls in the festival of St. Fermin. As the four friends enjoy the nightlife, they notice an attractive man watching Aiden in the bars they visit. In the warmth and heady atmosphere of the exotic city, Aiden takes a chance and approaches the handsome man.
Enigmatic Santiago Arista is sexy, kind, desperate for love, and achingly lonely. He’s just about given up on finding love, until one warm, summer night, sitting alone in a bar, he sees gorgeous Aiden. He’s elated when Aiden joins him at his table.
Deep attraction swirls between them. At the end of the night when they share a kiss, Aiden can’t believe the bliss that enfolds him, but have both men found someone to love just when fate is about to throw Aiden into mortal danger?
“That guy’s staring at you again, Aiden.” John jogged his elbow, forcing a wave of golden beer to slap on the side of the slender glass he carried. Drops flew into the air headed for the colorful tiled floor, and Aiden steadied his pace so as not to spill more.
His friend raced ahead to the other two men in their vacation party.
“Wait, you two.”
Aiden stole a glance over his shoulder at the man John had mentioned. Bright eyes captured his gaze. Aiden’s stomach clenched. Mystery, sex, and attraction radiated from the handsome man. Aiden’s mouth dried up. He tore himself away and hurried to the table where his friends sat laughing.
“He’s interested in you for sure. Crap, he’s still staring.” Noel leaned forward giving Aiden a wide-eyed, and yet salacious grin.
Jason put down his beer and punched Aiden lightly on the upper arm. He used his pet name for his friend. “Why not approach him, Aidey? There’s no one in your life. How many times have you bleated about your single status in the last six months? Have a holiday romance.”
Aiden’s shoulders drooped. He was the only single guy in his small group of friends and the only gay guy. He knew Jason was sincere, but Noel and John often made fun of him. Not malicious fun, but a gentle constant teasing that sometimes wearied him. Noel used it to mask his tendency to homophobia. John was the friendship group’s clown. Aiden picked up the beer he’d placed on the table and sipped at it.
In a day’s time, on the seventh of July, the first “running with the bulls” event would take place. The friends had come to participate in the Saint Fermin summer festival in Pamplona, and intended running with the bulls as many times as their nerve let them. Noel had raised the idea one night as they met for a meal and drinks in their favorite bistro. He’d lamented his mundane existence, and somehow the others in the group had commiserated enough for them all to agree to vacation in Spain that coming summer expressly to run with the bulls.
Aiden blinked away his trepidation at actually fulfilling the now imminent intention. He put down his beer, and in an attempt to chase away his fears, he turned and smiled at the gorgeous man whose stare just about penetrated his denim shirt.
Astonishment spread on the man’s face, and then he returned a shy smile.
Aiden took a deep breath, summoning his nerve. He stood, gave his friend Jason a tiny wave, and walked to the man’s table.
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