GRL – My second Con and Why I Haven’t Been to GRL Yet
Last July, I went to Rainbow Con in Tampa. Believe it or not my first trip on an airplane ever! I’ve always feared flying and vowed never to step foot on a plane. Why did I? First, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve become more logical and less driven to panic. Of course, my fear of flying is dying…well, that, and I’m claustrophobic, afraid of heights, afraid of crashing…you get my point. Also, my grandmother, at 85 yrs. old, got on a plane for the first time and went to Aruba. I didn’t want to be 85 before my first plane trip.
Bring on the miracle of drugs.
Not the illegal ones. Something my doctor gave me and some Benadryl and I wasn’t afraid of anything. Since there was a layover there and one on the way back, I actually had four different plane trips. Go me!
My first GRL was going to be in 2014. Ohio is close to New York, and sort of close to where I lived in NY so I could drive. Plane not an issue but money issues took care of that trip. Atlanta 2013 and San Diego 2015 were vetoed by the plane issue. No way I was driving that far!
Bring on 2016. Plane is not an issue. So far money is not an issue. And an added bonus, this year GRL is in Kansas City, Missouri and home to my bestie, Raine O’Tierny. Double score.
So yes you will see me at GRL barring anything other than the fear of flying getting in the way. Hope to see you there.
25 Random Questions with JC
Preference: Male or Female Male (grr!) and 1 certain female
Single or Taken: Taken
Favorite Color Green
Favorite Band Led Zeppelin
Book Faith and Fidelity Tere Michaels
Cats or Dogs Cats
Author Too many to choose from
Place At my computer
Historical/Famous Person Dali Lama
Piece of Clothing Sleep pants
Footwear Hiking Boots
Sport to Play Soccer
Coffee Brand Green Mountain Coffee
Regular Creamer or Flavored Hazelnut
TV Show Becoming Human (UK version)
Romantic - Helpless or Hopeful Hopeful
Boxers or Briefs Boxers
Cook or Take-out Take out
Soul Seekers by Jake C Wallace
Paperback: 330 pages
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press (June 22, 2016)
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Nineteen-year-old college student Levi Reed has spent his life with hollow emotions and a darkness so deep that he's convinced he’s losing his mind. He'd give anything to feel something, anything, real.
When a mysterious stranger appears, Levi is convinced the man is trying to kill him. When he’s near, Levi experiences head-crushing pain and something surprising—real emotions for the first time. Jeb Monroe is arrogant, self-assured, closed-off, and handsome, but his isn’t the harbinger of doom Levi assumed. Jeb’s mission: help Levi find his missing soul.
Levi is pulled into the secret world of Seers and Keepers, those born with the innate abilities to manipulate souls and tasked with balancing the negative energy they can produce. Levi learns he possesses a rare gift, and he’s in danger. As Jeb and Levi grow closer, they discover a group of zealots who want to harness Levi’s power to cleanse the world of damaged souls. Everyone Levi cares for is threatened unless he agrees to become their tool of death. But agreeing could spell the destruction of humankind. With no one to trust and nothing as it appears, it’s up to Levi to save them all.
Levi could scarcely appreciate the magnitude of the force growing from some primitive pit deep within his mind. It—whatever it was—was surfacing, ready or not.
He had to get out. Running was his only solution, the only thing that made sense. A break with one’s psyche had to be messy and definitely nothing a room full of his fellow students deserved to witness. It sounded like nasty business.
“Hey,” Gia whispered, setting her hand on Levi’s shoulder. “You okay?”
Gia’s touch shot pain into his bones and was more than he could stand. He jerked away.
“Levi?” Concern colored Gia’s voice.
Unprecedented pressure crowded Levi’s mind, and, like a balloon filled past capacity, something eventually had to give. Terrifying visions of his gray and white brain matter splattering across student’s faces, on pages of open textbooks, on Mr. Cobbert and that hideous tie covered with statistical equations, invaded his mind. Levi wondered how long he had before his head exploded.
Fumbling to gather what remained on his desk, he picked up his messenger bag and bolted for the door. What was happening to him? God, anywhere but here. The heat rushing through him spiked. A large black blur startled him as it passed by the window of the door. Taken back, Levi hesitated and then grabbed for the metal door handle. When he tried to pull the door open, a painful spark of static electricity crackled at his fingertips. Instinctively, Levi pulled his hand back as the shock snapped against his skin.
Don’t let the door close!
Levi caught the metal monstrosity with his knee and squeezed through, allowing it to slam behind him.
His car. In the back parking lot. To the right. The hallway was empty. As he ran, the unrelenting cranial pressure doubled him over in agony and pain exploded in his chest. Stumbling to remain upright, Levi steadied himself with his hand on the wall and then pushed off, propelling himself forward. His thoughts were vacant. He was in pure survival mode, true fight-or-flight, however something was wrong. No. Something was missing.
Out the front doors. Blinding sunlight. Colored figures rushed past him, pushing and knocking into him.
So much pressure!
“Hey, watch it!” a male voice yelled as Levi bounced off a body.
When his vision came into focus, Levi was well into the parking lot, dodging moving and parked cars. Another blur of black passed nearby, but he ignored it, not giving a shit. His only objective: find his car and fast.
Again, he doubled over as the pain escalated, this time accompanied by roiling nausea. Where was his damned car?
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About Jake C Wallace
Formerly, I wrote under JC Wallace, but recently decided to use my full name. I have been writing all of my life but didn’t start publishing until 2014. In my day job, I am a behavior analyst. At night and on the weekends, I write about all things men. I believe there is nothing hotter than two men finding and loving one another, whether for a night or forever. An avid reader of M/M romance, I love a good twist of a plot, HEA, HFN, or tragic ending.
I am owned by three kids and two grandchildren. I live in Northern Vermont.
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