November 02, 2015

Pride Promotions presents: The World As He Sees It by A.M. Arthur (Interview)

Author Name: A.M. Arthur

Book Name: The World As He Sees It
Series: Perspectives
Book: Two
Can be read as a standalone

Release Date: October 20, 2015

Love knows no limits…but fear could keep them from seeing it.
Gabe lives a double life. As Gabriel Henson, he works multiple jobs to support his remorseless, alcoholic mother. As Tony Ryder, he does internet porn for extra cash and regular safe sex without complications.

Yet when he encounters a scared young man freaking out in a night club, he’s compelled to reach out. Ever since then, the memory of that young man has haunted him.

Tristan Lavelle lives his life thirty minutes at a time. After a traumatic brain injury three years ago, he gets through his day recording his life in spiral notebooks and sticky note reminders.

A month after Tristan’s embarrassingly public meltdown, another chance meeting with Gabe sparks a warm, emotionally fulfilling email relationship. Both men crave more, but fear of the next step stands between them.

Until Tristan gets the opportunity to take part in a clinical trial that could improve his memory—if the side effects don’t kill him. But for Tristan, the possibility of a real life with Gabe is worth any risk…

Pages or Words: 283 pages, 83,000 words

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

The late hour didn’t diminish the sweltering August heat, and Tristan worked up a good sweat walking. Shane and Noel both looked crazy sexy in their club clothes, and even sexier walking side by side. He was happy for Noel. Happy his best friend was in love and enjoying himself.

He was also stupidly, insanely jealous.

He stuck close with his stupid, insane jealousy because the streets were teeming with people of all ages, heading into and out of the different restaurants and clubs. They turned down a quieter side street that was more like an alley. Halfway down the block a few guys hung out against a stone wall, most of them smoking cigarettes. An industrial door with no sign or markings was being guarded by a big, burly bear of a man in a black leather vest.
“Hey, Officer Carlson,” the bouncer said. He had a deep voice to match his broad body. “Nice to see you again.”
“Hi, Mr. Henson,” Noel said.
“Bear, son. Everyone calls me Bear.”
“Right. This is my friend Tristan Lavelle.”
“A right pleasure.”
Tristan shook Bear’s hand, surprised by the gentle grip. “Hi.” He glanced at Shane, who didn’t seem at all annoyed at being left out. “Um, that’s Shane. Noel’s boyfriend.”
Bear grinned. “Yeah, I know that one all right.”
“You do?” He reached for a notebook he didn’t have, then looked at Noel for answers.
“Shane dances here once a week,” Noel said. “He got the job through Bear’s son Gabe.”
“Oh.” He didn’t bother asking if he’d already been told that. Probably. Every single piece of information that was mildly important to his life had been repeated to him at least, oh, eighteen times. Minimum.
“Enjoy yourselves, boys,” Bear said. “First drinks are on the house.”
“Thank you,” Tristan replied.
Noel pulled the door, and what had been a distant bass became an impressive thumpa-thumpa in Tristan’s chest. The interior of the club was wide and deep, with a high ceiling decorated in strands of red and blue lights. Strobes and other lighting flashed around the dance floor, which seemed to make up most of the floor space. A small U-shaped bar stood to the right. In the rear were what looked like raised platforms. Two hot guys in red short-shorts were gyrating together on one of them.
This is the kind of dancing Shane does? Shit.
He was probably twenty kinds of hot up there.
Someone jostled past them, reminding Tristan to keep moving forward. Noel was hustling them straight for the bar. Tristan couldn’t drink alcohol because of his antidepressants and anxiety medications, and Noel was driving so the only person able to drink much was Shane.
Lucky bastard.
Not that Tristan was going to mourn his dry night. Men. Everywhere around him, a sea of hot men. All kinds of eye candy. Every age, height, weight, shape and body hair amount. He observed and mentally drooled over the flesh on display. The air smelled of liquor and sweat and sex, and good Lord he was starting to get lightheaded from it all.
Noel nudged them closer to the bar. A middle-aged man with gray hair and a pink sequined vest gave them all a big, toothy smile. “Noel and friends,” he said. “Richard Brightman, pleased to officially meet you, Tristan.”
“Hello,” Tristan said. Officially meet you implied they’d interacted before, but the man’s name meant nothing to him.
“I’m Bear’s husband. We own the place.”
“Oh. It’s a great place. I’m pretty sure this is my first time. I like it.”
Noel flinched.
Okay that was wrong. When was I here before?
“So what are we drinking tonight?” Richard asked. “First round on the house. Samuel Adams for you, Shane?”
“Yeah, thanks,” Shane replied.
Richard knows because Shane works here.
“I’ll have a vodka tonic,” Noel said. “Tris?”
“Virgin margarita,” Tristan said. He loved margaritas, and while a virgin wasn’t as good as one with PatrĂ³n, he couldn’t mix with his meds.
“Coming up,” Richard said.
The music changed to a faster, sharper beat. Tristan’s hips rolled in tiny motions, instinct bringing out his love of club dancing. Of getting into it with another dude, all writhing bodies and gyrating hips. Arms and legs. Sweat and heavy breathing.
Wonderful arousal stirred in his gut, heating his blood already. He might not be getting laid tonight, but damn it, he was going to have some fun.
“Hey, you guys made it,” said a sexy, sultry voice.
Tristan glanced over his shoulder to see who the voice had spoken to, only to find himself staring into a pair of kind, dark eyes. Kind, dark eyes belonging to a stunningly handsome face. Black hair. Tan skin. Tall and well-built. A walking wet dream who was smiling like they were old friends.
Holy fucking hell, he’s gorgeous.
“Hey, Gabe,” Shane said.
Those kind, dark eyes never broke from his, and Tristan couldn’t look away. Gabe was a stranger, and yet somehow familiar.
His eyes. The eyes I see. We’ve met.
“We’ve met,” Tristan said before he could think twice.
Gabe’s eyebrows twitched. “Yes, we have. Do you remember that?”
“I remember your eyes.”

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1-Welcome A.M. Arthur! Please tell us a bit about yourself and your release.
Hello! I’m a contemporary m/m romance author (who occasionally dips into paranormal). I hail from the Eastern Shore of Maryland, equal distances from beaches and corn fields, and I currently share my apartment with two rascals of kitties.

My current book, The World As He Sees It, is the second in my Perspectives series with Samhain Publishing. It’s Tristan and Gabe’s book, and anyone who read the first Perspectives knows why Tristan is super special. He has severe short term memory loss, which prevents him from living a fully realized life. Gabe spends all of his time and money taking care of his alcoholic mother, which prevents him, also, from living a fully realized life. I’m so excited for readers to finally get their story.

2-How long have you been writing?
Since as long as I can remember. The first story I wrote was for a fourth grade project, and it hasn’t stopped. I’ve done short stories (not great at them) and screenplays (fun but hard to get those produced), but I really love novels. So if I had to put a number on it, I’ve been writing for about twenty-five years.

3-What compelled you to write this particular story?
This one is all Tristan. His first appearance in The Truth As He Knows It (Perspectives #1) was so powerful and attention-getting that I knew after his first scene he’d get his own book. And I wanted to get to it as soon as possible, because Tristan is such a tragic character, mired down by circumstances that are not his fault. I loved finding a worthy hero for him and giving him his happily ever after.

4-What gave you the courage to submit your story to a publisher?
This story? My editor practically demanded I write it. LOL

My first story that I submitted? I kind of sucked it up and hit Send. I’d gotten enough feedback from friends and fellow fanfic writers to know I had some measure of talent. I wouldn’t know how much if I never hit Send.

5-When creating your characters, do you have models in mind or are they totally fictional?
Oh yes, most of the time I have models or actors in my head for my characters. This comes from my old days of writing email-based RPG’s and “casting” those characters. Very often that initial vision fades as I really get to know the character, but it helps to start out with someone in mind.

6-Why did you start writing m/m? Is there something special that draws you to this genre?
I started writing m/m because of fanfic. A random tweeted video of the Kish romance (Kyle and Fish, “One Life to Live”) made me seek out the clips online, and then seek out the fandom. I got sucked into reading fanfic for these guys, and since I’d previously written fic for other fandoms, I tried my hand at writing Kish fic. It was well received, so I went a little further and wrote my first gay sex scene. After writing fanfic for a couple of months, it occurred to me, “why don’t I try writing something original with gay characters?” So I did.

I think what draws me to this genre is the inclusivity and the lack of hetero-normative gender roles. There is no “man” or “woman” in the relationship. They’re both men who happen to love each other.

7-What are you reading right now? Do you have a favorite author or genre?
I just finished reading “Black John” by Amy Lane. I love this series, and I love her. At the moment, I mostly read m/m romance. Some of my go-to authors are Heidi Cullinan, KA Mitchell, and Annabeth Albert.

8-What are you working on now?
Too many things. LOL. Perspectives #4 for Samhain, the second in my new series for Carina, the second in my new series for SMP Swerve. Porn stars, homeless shelter volunteers, and musicians, Oh My!

9-When you're not writing, how do you like to spend your time?

Kidding. Reading, watching TV, playing with my cats. I’m a person of very simple needs, honestly.

10-What are your writing goals for 2015?
Get things done in the order they are due to my editors, not the order in which my brain wants to write them.

Ignore that first thing, and write whatever comes to me.

11-Do you have personal goals for 2015?
Not particularly. Keep growing as a person, learn something new every day, and always be grateful for every single person who buys and enjoys my books.

About the author:
A.M. Arthur was born and raised in the same kind of small town that she likes to write about, a stone's throw from both beach resorts and generational farmland.  She's been creating stories in her head since she was a child and scribbling them down nearly as long, in a losing battle to make the fictional voices stop.  She credits an early fascination with male friendships (bromance hadn't been coined yet back then) with her later discovery of and subsequent love affair with m/m romance stories. 
                When not exorcising the voices in her head, she toils away in a retail job that tests her patience and gives her lots of story fodder.  She can also be found in her kitchen, pretending she's an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments. 
                Contact her at with your cooking tips (or book comments).

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Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Cover Artist: Lyn Taylor

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Rafflecopter Prize: Grand Prize Goodie Basket: 1 signed paperback of The Truth As He Knows It, 1 signed paperback of The World As He Sees it, plus a bunch of other goodies (notebooks, cute post-it’s, etc…). 

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