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Oct 09

Guest Author Wednesdays ♥ Shae Connor

Hello everyone. Today I’m thrilled to have Romance  Author Shae Connor stop by. She’s sharing some about her recent Anthology—one she did with Kate McMurray, Marguerite Labbe, and Kerry Freeman! Don’t forget to enter the giveaway and leave her a little love below!

Shae Connor lives in Atlanta, where she works for the government by day and reads and writes about people falling in love by night. She’s been making up stories for as long as she can remember, but it took her a long time to figure out that maybe she should start writing them down. Now, she usually has far too many stories in progress, but when she does manage to tear herself away from her laptop, she enjoys watching baseball, hiking, cooking, and traveling, not necessarily in that order. A proud geek girl, Shae works on volunteer staff for Dragon Con and is a regular guest at Outlantacon.

Shae writes primarily gay contemporary romance and is published with Dreamspinner Press, MLR Press, and Wilde City Press. Her most recent publications have been “Fringes,” a scifi ménage erotica short story released as part of Wilde City’s Charlie Harding Presents line, and “What to Expect When Your Boyfriend Is Expecting,” a scifi short story as part of the tongue-in-cheek Butt Pirates in Space anthology.

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Playing Ball          
by Shae Connor, Kate McMurray, Kerry Freeman, Marguerite Labbe

Baseball—America’s favorite pastime—provides a field wide open for romance.

Home Field Advantage by Shae Connor
Toby MacMillan, grandson of Atlanta Braves owner Ray MacMillan, lives for baseball and loves his team. When he meets new team member Caleb Browning, an innocent welcome-to-the-big-leagues dinner leads to a not-so-innocent night together. Toby quickly calls things off, afraid of the ramifications of their tryst, but the two men develop a friendship that soon becomes more. After Caleb takes a fastball to the head, their budding romance hits the news—and Toby’s grandfather hits the roof. When Ray MacMillan demands Toby deny the relationship, Toby must choose between the team he’s loved all his life and the man he could love for the rest of it.

One Man to Remember by Kate McMurray
It’s 1927, and in New York City, Babe Ruth and the Yankees’ unstoppable batting lineup, Murderers’ Row, is all anyone can talk about. Across town, the Giants’ rookie infielder Skip Littlefield racks up hits, creating a streak to rival the Babe’s. Worried his secrets could get out, he avoids the spotlight, but he catches the attention of lauded sports reporter Walter Selby, a notorious dandy whose sexuality is an open secret. Skip reluctantly agrees to an interview, and mutual attraction is sparked. Skip can only hope the more charismatic stars will draw attention away from his romance with Walt. Otherwise, his career and everything he loves is at stake.

Wild Pitch by Marguerite Labbe
Ruben Martell fell in love with Alan Hartner during their years playing baseball. They stepped over the foul line once, but the encounter left them struggling with heartache and guilt, turning away from each other to focus on their families. Now retired from the majors, they run a batting cage together and coach rival Little League teams as they juggle fatherhood and being single again. Though Ruben has never given up hope that Alan might look at him as more than a friend, Alan seems determined to keep things the way they’ve always been. But long-buried feelings and desires have a way of resurfacing, and Ruben can’t wait forever.

One Last Road Trip by Kerry Freeman
With the last game of his Major League Baseball career behind him, Jake Wilson hits the road. Years have passed, but he never got over the romance he shared with Mikko Niemi back in college. Finally, he’s ready to do something about it. He starts with some crucial visits to his ex-wife in New Mexico, his son in Oklahoma, and his daughter in Tennessee. But his true destination is Mikko’s home in Georgia, where he’s hoping to get a second chance at love.

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Growing Up With Baseball

By Shae Connor

I love hearing stories of how women became sports fans. I know, it’s a little sexist of me, but our society still operates under the assumption that men are sports fans and women just don’t understand. Every woman who disproves that stereotype is a win in my book.

Well, here I am, dispelling that notion once again. I became a baseball fan because of my mother. (My dad is decidedly NOT a sport fan. He’s happy when the Braves win, listens to the local high school football games on the radio, and watches the Super Bowl for the ads. Otherwise, he only cares when games postpone or delay his prime time shows.)

My mom grew up in south Georgia in the middle of the last century. At the time, the South had not one single major league professional sports team: no football, basketball, hockey, or baseball. The closest Major League Baseball team to Georgia was the Cincinnati Reds—“close” being a relative term in the days before hourly commercial flights and the interstate highway system.

The biggest market back in those days was New York City, something that hasn’t changed to this day. With the Brooklyn Dodgers and New York Giants heading to California and the Mets yet to be born, that left the Yankees as the team with the most national media coverage. Television was still a relative rarity in the rural South of the late 1950s and early 1960s, but everyone had a radio. And so, my mother became a Yankees fan. Yes, really.

Mom has told me this story so many times that I can picture it as if I were there. She was at school in the fall of 1960, her senior year, while the Yankees were playing the Pittsburgh Pirates in a World Series for which the Yankees were heavy favorites. In fact, they ended up outscoring the Pirates 55–27, but the Pirates fought hard, making it all the way to Game 7 at old Forbes Field in Pittsburgh, and a tied game at 9-9 going to the bottom of the 9th.

Then Bill Mazeroski came to the plate. Mom and her friend were huddled around the transistor radio one of the boys had smuggled in to school, holding their breath. Mazeroski wasn’t considered a home run threat; he hit only 138 in his entire career. But he sure picked the perfect time for this one: he hit the second pitch over the left field fence, instantly making his name a dirty word for Yankees fans.

Thankfully for me, by the time I came into the world in 1968, the Braves had moved to Atlanta, so I wasn’t stuck being a Yankees fan. Still, it wasn’t until the mid-1970s that Ted Turner bought them and started broadcasting the games on what would become his “Super-Station.” Suddenly, we had baseball on TV nearly every day. I learned the game quickly, with Mom as my tutor. Naturally, because they were right there, the Braves were my team.

I never gave up on them, not even when they were the worst team in baseball through most of the 1980s. And I’ve been rewarded for my loyalty, since for more than 20 years, they’ve been one of the top franchises in all of professional sports. This year, the Braves won their division for the first time since 2005, and I’m looking forward to the postseason with great expectations. I won’t have children of my own to pass along my love for baseball, but for my own enjoyment, I’m hoping for several more decades of success.

One thing that is winding down is our blog tour, but you can still enter our giveaway! We’re offering two prizes. The grand prize is a print copy of Playing Ball signed by all four authors, a unisex BBQ apron featuring hot athletes from Originals by Lauren (https://www.etsy.com/shop/OriginalsbyLauren), and swag from all four authors. The runner-up will get an ebook copy of Playing Ball and swag from all four authors.

The giveaway will run from 12 AM Central on September 21, 2013, to 12 AM Central on October 11, 2013. To give an opportunity for the authors to get together to sign the book and gather swag, the winners will be picked and the prizes shipped after the end of GayRomLit 2013.

Rules: You must be a resident of Earth, 18 years or older, who lives in a place where the viewing of adult material is legal. By entering the giveaway, you are indicating your agreement to the rules. Winners must provide a physical mailing address to receive their prizes. If a winner does not respond to the prize notification within 48 hours, the prize will be re-awarded.

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About the author

TempeO

Tempeste O’Riley grew up in the deep south and escaped her conservative, oppressive roots as soon as she could. Tempe is an out and proud omnisexual/bi-woman whose best friend growing up had the courage to do what she couldn’t – defy the hate and come out. He has been her hero ever since.

Though new to writing M/M, she has done many things in her life but writing has always drawn her back – no matter what else life has thrown her way. She counts her friends, family, and Muse as her greatest blessings in life.

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  1. Trix

    Good to hear about your love of the Braves! I always feel so bad for the hockey fans in Atlanta, because they lost their team twice (once when the Flames moved to Calgary, and then when the Thrashers became the Winnipeg Jets). I never understood why the NHL felt it was so important to keep, say, Phoenix in the league at all costs even with lukewarm support, but railroaded Atlanta out at the earliest opportunity (within days of season ticket holders choosing their seats). But at least baseball is going strong, and that’s good.

    1. Shae Connor

      Hi Trix! Yeah, I feel bad for the hockey fans, too. We do have a high-level minor league team (one of my friends here is a BIG FAN), but it’s just not the same. I get that it’s the South, not Canada, but c’mon, people! LOL

      Baseball is always a winner with me, though. I’m sad that the Braves didn’t get past the first round of playoffs this year, but as we always say: wait ’til next year! 😀

  2. Carolyn

    Shae, reading your post was great fun. I’m not a sports fan, but I grew up with a dad and brother who were (and another brother who wasn’t). My mom was someone in the middle of all of us. I love that it’s your mom who passed on her love of the game and how enthusiastic you are. Even though I’m not a sports person, I think the passion is great to watch, and I love sports stories, those triumphant or just determined tales of sportsmanship. They get me every time. Thanks for sharing your joy with us.

    1. Shae Connor

      Awww, thanks, Carolyn! I like sports in general, but baseball’s the game of my heart. I usually say that the difference between football and baseball is that football is men being men (and I have NO PROBLEM with that, LOL), but baseball is men being boys. Watching their joy in the game makes me smile inside and out. 🙂

  3. Urb

    I live in Cardinal Nation, where it is mandatory to love baseball in general, and The RedBirds in particular. Athletes? A lot of them are sexy, mainly soccer players! Thank you!

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