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A Bolt of Blue
Ian Golinski has been in love with his best friend since he was fourteen years old. When he finally decides to confess his feelings, he finds that his perpetually single friend isn’t so single anymore. What’s a boy to do when he has to share the love of his life with someone else? Especially someone so damn hot?
Dusty Smith has finally found The One. The only problem is The One clearly has feelings for someone else, even if he doesn’t realize it. Dusty has to convince his lover that they’re meant to be. But how does he do that when the other man turns out to be perfect for them both?
Mitch Becker likes things nice and simple. But as his relationship with his boyfriend heats up, he starts developing feelings for his best friend. Suddenly his life is one big complication. How can he choose between two soul mates?
Find out what happens when three men ask the question: What if we don’t have to choose?
A Bolt of Blue is an m/m/m contemporary romance with a happy ending and no cliff-hanger. It is approximately 90,000 words and is a stand-alone.
I’m so excited to be here to talk about my new novel, A Bolt of Blue. It’s an m/m/m contemporary romance, and it’s my very first book! I really hope readers end up loving these three boys as much as I did.
Since the book is long—over 90,000 words—you’d probably be surprised to learn how much got edited out! I didn’t keep track of how many words I cut but I bet you could create an entire second book out of it. A Bolt of Blue went through many iterations.
This story originally had a subplot where the mother of one of my main characters, Mitch, got cancer. I had a whole relationship planned for him, where he became close friends with his mother’s nurse, Candace. Candace was going to be the one to encourage him into the polyamorous relationship. In addition to that, another MC, Ian, was living with his friend/ex-boyfriend, Jack. I had such great plans for Jack and Candace. They were going to meet and fall in love. Jack’s bisexuality was going to be a big surprise to Ian.
I had to cut both characters. I cut Jack because it just made more sense to me that Ian would live at home with his mom, and once Ian wasn’t living with him, I had a hard time finding ways to fit Jack into the story.
Then I ended up cutting the entire storyline of Mitch’s mom and the cancer. It just didn’t fit well with the rest of the story, plus it would have required a ton of research that I didn’t want to do. Bye, Candace.
So then I thought, instead of Mitch’s mom getting cancer, maybe something would happen to someone else in his family. So I created a young cousin for Mitch to be close to, an 8-10 year old girl named Camry who I based on my real life niece. My niece is awesome; she’s got TONS of attitude and personality, but I was having trouble capturing that on paper. She came across more psycho and weird. She didn’t work. And in the end, her story wasn’t big enough. I needed a subplot for Mitch that would take up a lot of his time. So I cut Camry and introduced his sister, April.
April was a late addition to the story, and anyone who’s read it will know how integral that subplot is, so you can imagine how much work went into revising everything to weave her in. But April, and her whole storyline, is also based on real life experiences and even now when I re-read some of those scenes, they hit me very hard. I really hope the authenticity of her story comes across.
In the Camry days of the story, there was a scene where Ian went with Mitch to his parents’ house for Sunday dinner. There was a whole thing while they were driving there about how Mitch was listening to Kanye West, and Ian hated Kanye and told Mitch that any time a Kanye West song was played, a kitten died. “Think of the kittens, Mitch!” And then I thought maybe there would be a cute moment in the book where one of them bought the other a kitten and named it Kanye. For a hot second, I even thought I might call the book “A Kitten Named Kanye.” I’m glad that didn’t happen. (Although maybe there’s a short story idea here for the future?)
And in a later draft, much closer to the version that exists now, I had a sex scene between just Ian and Mitch. It ultimately didn’t move the story forward, and I kept getting stuck on it so I ended up cutting it. BUT—it is available for anyone who signs up for my newsletter! Go to newsletter.nickyspencer.com for access.
You can see why writing a novel can take such a long time! I’m hopeful that I learned enough from this experience to avoid the pitfalls next time. Cross your fingers that my current and future projects come together faster!
I’m not sure I heard him right. Even if I did, I need to make sure I’m really clear on what he’s saying. “What do you mean?” I ask.
Ian sighs into my ear. “I mean, what if it was the three of us? Together?”
“All three of us?” I’m like a parrot.
“And how would that work?” I know how it would work sexually. I’ve seen plenty of porn, and there are a lot of really creative possibilities when you get three guys together. Just thinking about it is getting me hard.
But I don’t think that’s what Ian means. At least, that’s not all he means.
“Well, I don’t know exactly. It’s not like I’ve ever done it before. But I think…I mean, you have feelings for me, right?”
He sounds so timid asking, and I wish he was here so I could show him how much he doesn’t need to worry about that.
“You know I do.”
“And I think Mitch does too. I hope he does. And I know how you guys feel about each other. So if we all feel that way, then why can’t we be together? There wouldn’t be anything to be jealous of. We would all be in it together.”
I have to admit, it sounds appealing. Like really, really appealing.
But it won’t work.
“Mitch would never go for it. He’s way too traditional. He wants the white picket fence, the kids, the dog. The whole domestic bliss thing. He wants to get married. You can’t be married to two people.”
“Not legally, no. I know it’s crazy. I’m just thinking out loud, mostly. But I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s the only way we all get what we want. Why can’t we all have what we want?”
“Because that’s not how life works.”
“Well, it should.”
Yeah, it should.
“It would be nice,” I say.
“Can you picture it?” Ian asks. “Will you think about it with me for a minute?”
“So imagine you and me. It’s a Sunday morning, and we sleep in late and then get up and make breakfast. Are you imagining it?”
I nod, and then remember he can’t see me. “Yeah,” I say.
“Imagine we spend the whole day just hanging out. Like we did that one day, remember? Only we don’t have to keep our distance. We can touch each other. I can brush your arm with my hand when I walk by you in the kitchen. You can kiss me in the bathroom when we’re brushing our teeth.” The picture makes me smile.
“And then imagine that Mitch comes home. He was on a road trip, and he’s tired. And you’ve made dinner for him, and we all eat together. And then we sit on the couch, and I rub Mitch’s feet and you play with his hair. We’re watching some dumb movie on Netflix. Can you see it?”
“Yes, I can see it.” I can, too. And it’s so sweet it makes my chest ache. I can practically smell Mitch’s hair, and hear him purr at Ian’s touch. He loves to have his feet rubbed.
“And then the movie ends, and we all go to bed. Together.”
I smile at that. “Who’s in the middle?” I ask.
“Me,” Ian says without hesitation.
I imagine myself spooned around him, my hands brushing along his stomach while he pushes his ass into my groin. And all the while I’m looking into Mitch’s eyes. He’s on his side facing us, reaching out to touch Ian’s face, but he’s looking at me. He’s so content and happy. He’s in love.
I see him kissing Ian. Softly at first, but then with more intensity. I see my own hand running up and down Mitch’s arm while he presses his body against Ian’s. I hear the soft, wet sounds of their mouths moving together, and I reach out with my own tongue to trace the shell of Ian’s ear.
“Dusty? Can you see it?” Ian asks, breaking into my reverie.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Is it beautiful?”
“Tell me again why we can’t have that?” Ian asks.
I think about what Erik said to me the other night, about how I always play it safe. And where has it gotten me? He wasn’t just talking about my career. Maybe it’s time I took a risk for love. Honestly, at this point, I have nothing to lose.
“Maybe we can,” I say.
Nicky Spencer is a romance writer of all pairings. Nicky is a firm believer that love conquers all–that’s why her favorite theme is forbidden love. If two (or three!) people shouldn’t be together, Nicky will find a way to get them there. When you love someone, nothing else matters.
Nicky live in Salt Lake City, Utah with no husband, no kids and a part-time dog. She loves to read, write, listen to podcasts, watch baseball and waste time on the internet. She is firmly anti-oxford comma.