Hi guys, we have Amelia Bishop popping in with the tour for her newest release Uncharted Hearts, we have a short interview with Amelia, we have a great excerpt and there’s a fantastic giveaway so enjoy the post and click that Rafflecopter link <3 ~Pixie~
Clayton Taylor is smart and skilled, and born into privilege. His expertise with navigation lands him a job on The Irish Lady, a ship which promises a world of new experiences. Half in love with Peter, The Lady’s roguish captain, Clayton signs on for adventure and a chance to test his skill against the sea. Once aboard he meets Jorge, a pillar of quiet strength.
Clayton’s life among the sailors and thieves is happy, wild, and free. He learns to sail, to fit in with the crew, and to cheat at cards. There isn’t a course he can’t chart, or a job he can’t design.
But Clayton can’t navigate love, nor can he plan for the whims of his heart. Bold and direct and often stubborn, Clayton’s uncharted heart will plot its own course, bound for a union with two men who need him as much as he does them.
Together Clayton, Peter, and Jorge will discover the heart has no need of map and compass.
Amelia Bishop short Interview
Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Amelia Bishop, author of Uncharted Hearts
Hi Amelia, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.
Hi! Thanks for having me 🙂
I’m a typical suburban mom, except I write mm Romance in my spare time. I have a background in art and design, and was an art teacher once, a long, long time ago (just kidding I’m not that old.) I’ve been writing for a while, publishing for about three years, and I really enjoy it.
My current book is my first attempt at any kind of reality-based historical (as opposed to a vague, alternate history) and also my first m/m/m book. I’m happy with how the story turned out.
Tell us your writing goals for this year.
This year I have a lot of goals! I’m planning on launching a new pen name, because the current series I am working on has some m/f pairings in it and so I think it best to keep that just slightly separate from my m/m stuff.
For the m/m work, my goals are to finish one of the two stories I have started. I have a paranormal with a vampire/witch pair, and a contemporary with a cop/criminal pair. Any votes on which one I should tackle first? I’m further along on the contemporary, but I find paranormal so fun to write. Maybe I will be very productive and finish both by next summer, who knows!
I think I might try to do the goodreads mm group’s “don’t read in the closet” event again next year. I missed it this year, but I did it last year and it was so much fun. I hope I’m in a good position to do it when it comes around next.
This year I also plan to re-release some of my earliest erotica work. I am re-writing it, expanding the story as I go, and I think it will be a much better product overall. I have a real soft spot for those stories, as they were the first things I was ever brave enough to publish. So I’m really excited to get them back out there. They were only erotic shorts, though, and I’m converting them into long novellas. Fun. J
Otherwise the same goals as every year – keep learning, write faster, and be better about social media.
Thanks so much for having me here!
The Irish Lady’s gangway was up, and I had a flash of panic. Was I too late? I caught a glimpse of Peter on deck, and called out to him. “Sir! Peter Simpson!”
He turned and strode back to the rail, a light in his eyes and a smile on his face. My trunk seemed suddenly much easier to haul.
A large black man lowered the gangway, and looked me over as I struggled up it, raising an eyebrow at my large case. He wore his hair in long twisted locks, and his shirt, open at the chest, revealed heavy glistening muscles. I swallowed hard. Was this a ship full of temptation? Would I spend my entire time here aroused and useless?
“You came!” Peter rushed to me, not hiding his excitement.
I nodded, smiling.
“I’m so glad.” He brushed his fingers over my cheek in a move much too affectionate for public display. I glanced at the large man, but he’d turned away.
“Come, I’ll get you settled in and explain your position.” Peter hoisted one end of my trunk, and led us toward the hatch.
I felt as if I had to ask him, before I went below, exactly what kind of situation I was signing on to here. “Just what sort of a ship is this, precisely? I’m sure you aren’t an entirely reputable merchant?”
He dropped his side of the trunk, and I feared I’d erred. Perhaps that was too forward a thing to ask. But his crooked grin told me he was not offended. “Is that a problem?”
Good lord, he was sexy. His chin was shadowed with a fine dark stubble, and his hair was gathered at the top of his head in some sort of ridiculous knot, which only accentuated his chocolate brown eyes and thick brows. “No…” I smiled. “But you’ll have to teach me.”
His mouth opened on a gasp. Finally, I’d unbalanced him.
“Gladly,” he rasped, and picked up the trunk again.
I am a reader and writer of romantic erotic fiction of all varieties. Sometimes, the little stories in my head just need to be shared (and sometimes they are just for me). I enjoy red wine, black rum, shell-hunting walks along the seashore, and solo late-night drunken dance parties.
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