S.A. Garcia's Mutterings, Whimpers and Rants

S.A. Garcia's Mutterings, Whimpers and Rants. World Domination by 2020. Or 2025. Probably never.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Great Review at Jessewave for To Save A Shining Soul

Sigh, last week TSASS's Amazon ranking sunk like a boulder. Today it has rebounded in an impressive manner. I think this lovely, positive review is the cause. I am extremely thrilled and excited!

Great Review at Jessewave

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Teaser from My Hot July Days Story

There's a wild antology building over at the Goodread's M/M Group. Stories will be released in July. I think there's around 104 stories.
Here's a little teaser from my story, "Bound to Be Suited."
 “Badminton. I love badminton. The whole shuttle cock thing is sexy. Just like plumbing. Imagine a toilet having a ball cock. Amazing.” The beginning to tingle in hot flaming lust Greg held up a rolled net and metal poles. A roll of white line sat coiled under the net. “Security. Yeah, I desire security.” He looked up and grinned in manic glee. “Play along with me?”
The close to flying into the sky Sebastian cocked his head in confusion. “Play what?”
“Sure, dude! Tell me what to do.” At that moment in time if Greg told Sebastian he wanted to fuck in the middle of the Cross-Bronx Freeway, Sebastian would call Roland back to drive them there. Given their out of control desire they’d probably spew sperm all over the limo’s backseat and pass out before they arrived at the said dangerous destination. If they hesitated, poor Roland would be fighting off robbers for the hubcaps. Better they remain here and fuck in safety.
“Look, close your eyes and lean against those raincoats.”
“Yes, sir.” Sebastian saluted Greg and sank into the supportive mass. Visions of hot lava, hissing eruptions, and violent mating scenes from nature shows tripped across his mental screen. Fur flew. Blood splashed. Growls and snarls echoed in his ears. Did those shows ever display male tigers seeking sexual bliss? Come on, fucking like tigers was a common phrase, right, or was the…
Wait, those nature programs always showed a lion attacking and eating an antelope or some other cute animal. Why not talk first? Maybe sex solved all problems. Sex solved so many problems. If the UN fucked instead of rambling on, poof, there, problems solved.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Kicking Crap to the Curb

This is one of my huge failings, my ability to obsess over life's sick points. We can't afford another car but we need one since we work in two different directions not available to public transportation.

So what the fuck, I have a 401K from my coporate gig. Yeah, they will rape me 20% for taxes. Still, we need the money. 

This is what happens when two artists reach sick edges. 

But I am realizing something I will not write here.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Fucking Hell, My Car Was Stolen

What the fuck! Tonight I pulled into the communal parking lot and noticed something odd like my old 1993 Blazer was gone!

Talk about a what the fuck moment.I called the police and my insurance company This is the kicker; since the truck was old, we had dropped the comprehensive which means, yes, no money for theft.

I am ready to rip out someone's throat.

That's my start to the week.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

New Mac Operating System

So now we have Lion, supposedly king of the beasts. Don't the female Lions perform the work in a pride? Or are the many nature shows I have watched over the years incorrect?

If that's the case I hope the new operating system is female. Then again the male lions battle to protect the pride. Does this mean Lion will attack Windows? What fun.

Supposedly this is the last Mac system to have a "cat" name. What's next, dogs?

Friday, June 17, 2011

Burning Question Du Jour

Why do straight women fawn over gay men?

I feel left out. Straight women never fawn over gay women.

Do gay men ever fawn over gay women? Wait, do straight men fawn over gay women? Aside from wanting to see them have sex for the viewing pleasure of straight men?

I need a grant.

I need to stop analyzing everything.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Come Abuse Me on June 11

My first official chat with the author thang is on Saturday June 11th, from 1:00PM to 6:00PM.

Please, I don't want to talk to myself. I will do it if necessary. But please abuse me.

Dreamspinner Press Goodreads Page

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Nadal and Federer at Battle at the French Open: Fourth Set

Rafa the panther pounces and wins his sixth French Open! Vamos!

Nadal and Federer at Battle at the French Open: Second Set

What a nerve-wracking second set. The rain delay added nastiness but Nadal prevailed. Damn, he has fine muscles!

Nadal and Federer at Battle at the French Open

An amazing first set, fierce and furious. Nadal is sneaky; I swear he feels out his opponent, assesses the situation then pounces like a panther. He won five straight games to win the first set over Federer.

Thunder over Pittsburgh

I am sitting at my little glowing machine, late at night, in a curious old house in Pittsburgh, when KA-BLAM, a violent thunderstorm roars through the sky. I am in Pittsburgh for two reasons. My partner is attending a photography conference and I am visiting my mother and brother.

But here I am in this beautifully redone suite in an old Victorian house watching nature's violence. There's something so coherent, so right about the moment.

Then again if the storm knocks out the power I shall feel mighty pissed.

So marks my seventh day sans serious writing progress. Not good but the circumstances are against me. No use fighting against circumstances. The sneaky gremlins always win.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Nadal and Federer

Tomorrow promises damn fine tennis along with the joy of admiring Nadal's muscular moves. Yum.