PASSION!
There's
this quote I love: "Do it with passion, or not at all." I saw it on
the wall in the breakroom at the library and so I did what I do with all
inspiring quotes: I took out my Sharpie and tattooed it onto my purse.
I
have a friend who hates the word 'passion', and damned if I understand why. To
me every day should be filled with passion. It's how you get yourself out of
bed, and through work, and on to that moment when you can do what you enjoy.
My
brother and I talk passions all the time. He calls to tell me exactly why—from
a cinematic, movie-snob perspective—the film he just watched was the best film
ever. We talk about music, about our life soundtracks, about why a song spoke
so deeply to us. This morning, he told me about the unreleased limited edition Tron Legacy headphones that he must
have, and I told him that it's my dream to own a 1972 Kenner Blythe doll in the
original packaging. He tells me about his art, I tell him about my writing.
We
breathe our passions. We connect through our passions. Even if our passions
aren't their passions, we can all respect each other's drive, each other's
interests, each other's, well, passion!
Like
most every author, writing is my passion. It keeps me up late at night, it gets
me up early--I sacrifice my weekends and lunch breaks to it. And I wouldn't
have it any other way. I hope you’ll enjoy my first ever publication, Under the Table and Into His Heart. It
was most certainly born of passion.
(Thank you, Cia Nordwell, for having me on your
blog!)
Blurb
Under
the Table and Into His Heart by Raine O'Tierney
At the Under the Table host club, Valentine’s Day
means one thing: cash. Neglected housewives, newly ex-girlfriends, and lovelorn
thirtysomethings pay for the attention of handsome men. Shy bartender Jem has
always wanted to be a host, and when the club’s owner, Miss Rye, accepts a
contract from a MensLove Convention, Jem volunteers to flirt and make out with
another host for the ladies’ entertainment. Bailey, an older man who’s had his
eye on Jem, convinces Miss Rye to let him be Jem’s partner, and everyone gets
more than they expected—especially Jem and Bailey.
Excerpt
“It was just
playacting,” he said emphatically, hoping to make it true. His breath escaped
in a little white plume that quickly dissipated on the night air. No. No, it
wasn’t.
“Maybe for you.”
Bailey had slipped
through the door unnoticed, so that when he spoke, Jem started. He turned on
Bailey. “All of that—the kissing—it was real for you?”
“Yes.”
“You… like me?”
No one had ever
liked him in his whole life. Tolerated him, for the sake of Renzy, yes. But liked him? He could remember standing
next to Renzy at school, while his brother received one love confession after
another from the girls in their class. They had faces so similar they could
almost have been identical twins—if not for the eyes. Renzy was always the one
people were drawn to.
“I can take it back
if you want,” Bailey said quietly. “If you think I’m too old. Or if you’re not
interested in being with a man. I’ll say I was joking just then, and we can
pretend it was just a job.”
“You can do that?
Just pretend?”
“No. Not really. I
doubt I’ll be able to delude myself after tasting you. But for your sake, I can
try. All you have to do is tell me that you want me to pretend.”
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Bio
Raine O’Tierney is an always-writing, boundlessly enthusiastic, exclamation point addict! (!!!) She is known for declaring every day “the best day EVER!” and everything her “all-time FAVORITE!” Despite this (obnoxious?) exuberance, she still somehow manages to have a wonderfully encouraging husband, SiĆ“n, (who also writes M/M rom!) and an amazing group of friends and colleagues who continue to support (read: put up with) her. Raine spends her days working as a library lady, fighting the good fight for intellectual freedom.
Website
and social media links
Website: http://raineotierney.com/
E-mail: Raineotierney@gmail.com
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/RaineOTierneyAuthor
Twitter: @RaineOTierney
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/RaineOTierney
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