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JCP News • Issue 5 • May 2008
Beautiful, Mysterious and Bizarre: Erotica by Jordan Castillo Price


JCP News
Issue 5 - May 15, 2008
C O N T E N T S




I'm still looking for a great big hair shot, but haven't found one. Here's a crimpy-hair band shot from roughly '97 or '98 that I unearthed while I was making my office last month.

ARE THE STARS ALIGNED?

I've got more free stuff you can check out on Sensualerotica.net. There are two M/F flash fiction stories in the Stories section, and I've also created a column for the Astrology section.

I'll bet you didn't suspect I knew anything about astrology! Well, I'd pretty much forgotten about the time I spent in the late 80's hanging out in coffee shops, picking the brain of a professional astrologer. I guess it just goes to show, you never know when a skill will come in handy.

One thing's for sure, astrology is a hell of a lot easier now that ephemerides are all online, and various websites will crunch calculations for you for free.


SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!

Did you know you can leave reviews on the eBooks I've published at LuLu.com? I'd love it if you took a moment to weigh in on some of my stories!

 

 

 


Jordan on the Web


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From Zero Hour


Will pressed a thumb into Ernest’s cheekbone, dragged it up to the corner of his eye. "Crow’s feet."

Ernest’s heart was pounding in his throat. He wanted to pull his face away, but there was nowhere to move.

"I met you five days ago. Your face was smooth as a baby's."

Anger gave Ernest the strength to shake Will free. "Yes, I have wrinkles. I'm thirty and five."

"Five days. You got crow’s feet in five days?"

"You make that sound surprising."

"You act as if it's not."

 


 

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May is shaping up to be a super busy month! The second story in the Channeling Morpheus series is getting its finishing touches, Secrets: a PsyCop Novel is being tweaked to be as good as I can make it, and I just finished up a side story in the PsyCop storyverse--see below on how you can WIN a copy for yourself!

So May's been busy, but it's been good. I'm absolutely loving my new office, and it's seeing plenty of use. I'm even adjusting to the fact that I have to work on a PC in there. Hint: the free program Text Block Writer at softwarebybrian.com rocks my world.

I wonder if they'll let me take any more time off my day job to write steamy m/m erotica. Probably not! Once this month is said and done, there will have been three weeks in May in which I only showed up one day! (The reason for one was a fun Photoshop class I had to drive to another city to take, which earned me two comp days off. Poor me, right?)

In more distressing news, May has brought me ANTS. Yuck, gross. The minute it stops snowing around here, there they are. I don't want to spray because I also have cats. So I've put out the bait thingies where the cats can't reach them, and I'm crossing my fingers.

I hope you enjoy this month's offerings. There are no ants therein. But maybe roaches. You've been warned.

xxoo
Jordan

What's New?

Striking Sparks: a PsyCop Novelette

Striking Sparks Cover

Andrew’s life is spinning out of control, and he’s desperate for some guidance. He’s heard there’s a palm reader in Wicker Park who’s the real deal: a certified, honest-to-God psychic. He’s confident that she’ll tell him exactly what he needs to hear.

Too bad he didn’t account for how long it would take him to find parking.

The psychic’s gone, but one of the other shopkeepers in the building has a sympathetic ear. He’s pretty easy on the eyes, too.

Striking Sparks is set in the PsyCop storyverse, but it stands alone. Newcomers can hop right in and try it. Veteran PsyCop fans will be treated a nice, long look at Crash. Naked.

This eBook novelette is available today at my LuLu storefront! Read the first chapter FREE!

stores.lulu.com/jcprice

Val at Obsidian Bookshelf has posted a detailed review in which she says, "This short story pivots on the point in a young man's life where it has the potential to change forever. You might expect comedy when it comes to Crash, but the story has a surprisingly poignant ending."

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Secrets on the Horizon

I have a goal, and that goal is to put out the eBook Secrets: a PsyCop Novel on June 1, and to have the print edition of PsyCop 3&4, PsyCop: Property, available at Amazon by June 30. Please keep me in your thoughts, and you have extra hours in your day that you don't know what to do with, send them over to me. I imagine I'll be an absolute beast over the Memorial Day weekend. Except when I'm at WisCon, at which point I'll need to pretend I'm a charming, witty author...and not a head-case.

I've actually started PsyCop 5, since I know where it's going to go, but I've got a few fiddly things to make right on Secrets before I launch it.

While you're waiting, why not take a little survey about your favorite supporting character in the PsyCop series? I'll pick one lucky participant on 5/31 for a free copy of Striking Sparks.

No stuffing the ballot box. The survey will only allow one entry per computer, and will only accept the first hundred responses. Good luck, and I'll post the survey results in June.

Click here to take the survey

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Zero Hour

Zero Hour - Chapter 5
(click here for whole story starting at chapter 1)

The next morning, Ernest parked his POD farther away from the coffee shop than he needed to. He told L0U15E that he wanted to walk. "I don't know why you'd want to do that, Ernest. It's not efficient. Let me drop you off."

He opened his POD and climbed out. "It's not about efficiency, Louise. I'd like to try a stroll." The lying got easier and easier with practice.

"All right. But I'll have to increase your calories, which means longer dialysis tomorrow."

"That'll be fine." Ernest tucked the monitor under his arm and made his way to the sidewalk. In old-time feeds, sidewalks were packed with men and women. They stood aside for each other as they passed, and tipped their hats and said, "How do you do?" The sidewalk Ernest navigated was empty as far as he could see, except for the tufts of weeds growing up between the cracks.

Ernest came around the corner and saw glowing red letters hovering in front of the coffee shop's door. A symbol of a tapping hammer appeared for a few seconds, and then the words closed for repair. He sank into an alcoved doorway across the street, and he stared. How could the coffee shop be closed? He knew how, of course, since he'd seen the security ops kick the old-time door to splinters. But how long would this closing last? He only had twenty-three more days.

Frustration? Ernest felt the lines of his own face. No. Not frustration. Anger.

He turned from the doorway and stomped back toward his POD. He was so focused on the sidewalk that the hand that snatched him from his route overbalanced him, and dragged him into the alleyway before he could protest at all.

"What're you doing coming here? Are you trying to get us killed?" Will’s voice. Easy enough to recognize--one of the few non-AI voices that had ever said more than a sentence or two to Ernest.

"Killed...dead?"

Will dragged him farther into the alleyway, behind a concrete enclosure that had once housed recycling bins. Twentieth century Styrofoam edged the place where the enclosure met the ground like a grayish snowdrift. "What other kind of kill is there? Oh, never mind. You're giving me those damn doe-eyes again." Will sighed and slumped back against the concrete. "You weren't followed, right?"

Ernest shook his head solemnly.

"So what did you tell the Storm Troopers?"

Storm. Troopers. Some nickname for the men in white? That had to be it. It was the only definition that made sense. "Nothing. They hardly spoke to the customers at all."

"Tch. Retarded. Okay, so if you didn't say anything, and they didn't say anything, maybe I'm not in bad shape after all."

Ernest looked at Will's physique. Muscle and sinew stood out against his skin. Tendons shifted in his neck when he turned his head. The musculature of his chest formed a discernable concavity at his sternum. He was so muscled that he looked startlingly like the homo sapiens in the data feed. But of course homo sapiens evolved into homo consummatus. So it was probably best not to stare at Will’s crotch and wonder what was beneath his trousers. The comment about Will's "shape" was probably rhetorical anyway. It seemed like the type of thing Ernest would say to L0U15E.

click here for the rest of chapter 5 (worksafe)

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Books and Stories
PsyCop Stories:
PsyCop: Partners (Paperback, contains Among the Living and Criss Cross)
Among the Living - PsyCop Book 1 (eBook)
Criss Cross - PsyCop Book 2 (eBook)
Body & Soul - PsyCop Book 3 (eBook)
Secrets - PsyCop Book 4 coming soon!

Many Happy Returns (PsyCop Short - eBook)
Thaw (PsyCop Short - eBook, FREE!)
Mind Reader (PsyCop Short - eBook, FREE!)
Striking Sparks (PsyCop Novelette - eBook )

Channeling Morpheus Stories:
Payback (eBook)

Other Stories:
Starlight (eBook)
Verdant (eBook)
Kindred Spirits (eBook)

Kindle Editions:
Criss Cross
­ (Kindle Edition)
Many Happy Returns (PsyCop Short- Kindle Edition)
Starlight ­ (Kindle Edition)

Kindred Spirits (Kindle Edition)
Striking Sparks (Kindle Edition)

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