ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 25th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Greensboro had to be nixed because by the time we got there, more members of the band were puking than were not.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 23rd, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Guilt is the weirdest thing. Guilt is like a parasite that doesn’t help the host at all, it grows for its own sake even if it kills you. Yet you’re convinced that you feel that way for your own good. You’re so sure that the reason you feel so guilty is because you actually do know better. The reason you feel that awful gnawing burn in the bottom of your stomach is that you’re doing wrong and if you’d only do right that terrible feeling would go away.

But it’s a lie.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 18th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

There must be people who think of hospitals as wonderful places full of healing and Florence Nightengales, right? Not me. But you knew that.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Daron.

That’s my name.

Daron.

It’s probably the only thing my parents gave me that I like.

Daron.

It has a nice sound to it and I like the way it looks when it’s written. I know that’s the weirdest crumb of a thing to have good self-esteem about, but there it is.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 11th, 2016 11:43 am)

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The venue was a large outdoor place. Have I explained the term “shed and festival” yet? If you do a lot of “shed and festival dates” it means a lot of summer outdoor venues, and the ones like this and Red Rocks, Great Woods, and Lakewood in Georgia are the best, but there’s a seedy end of things, too. You hear sometimes about bands past their prime eking it out on the shed and festival circuit, i.e. playing the local amusement parks, the multi-band bills with bigger names or better draws, that sort of thing. The thing about a place that only does shows for a couple of months out of the year is a lot of them are somewhat–shall we say–rustic in their facilities.

I’m not even talking about the plumbing or lack thereof but that the backstage areas are sometimes literally shed-like. This place was pretty nice, but there are some where you know they get away with stuff being substandard because they know you’re only there for a matter of hours so you’re not going to make a big fuss about it and if they’re the only large venue in an area they know they’ll have acts coming through trying to pack their tour schedules as efficiently as possible.

I’ll tell you about some crappy places later.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 9th, 2016 03:21 pm)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

(Sorry for the late post! Here’s hoping it goes through…! -ctan)
One of Flip’s great talents was his hangover cures. He knew how to cure every kind of excess, not just booze, including too much playing, too much singing, too much of any kind of drug, et cetera.

You know what happens when you squeeze a lemon into half a bottle of Gatorade, mix in Tang, and then top it off with Mountain Dew? You get something that looks like it should’ve come from a mad scientist’s lab. I was feeling better within 15 minutes of downing it, though.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

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Any thoughts on what Ziggy’s wand would be made of? Daron’s would clearly have a core of guitar string ;)

(A note about the Orlando fanworks & fanworks submitted earlier in the year. I apologize for how long it’s taking to get them posted. I hadn’t counted on traveling taking up July in the way it did, or needing to disconnect from much of the internet after some of the news in the US. It’s been a rough summer, yeah? I have several more submissions waiting, including songs from Bill and Meg and stories from S and Chris, and will be posting those over the next few weeks. I promise you, they’re all worth the wait.  ~sanders)

ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 4th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

That night we went to what I was told was a legendary hole-in-the-wall to see Cray’s new band play. I guess you would describe the venue as a honky tonk. It was a club so no-frills that the stage was backed with wood paneling like a suburban TV room and only had two different colors of lights. Like in some of the jazz clubs I’d been to, you didn’t go there for a “show,” you went there for the music. The audience sat in plastic chairs at formica tables and could get pizza from the bar. The ceiling was low and so was the stage itself, which was maybe twelve inches at best. I’d say the capacity topped out at 200 and that would be if they pushed it to the absolute max.

Cray’s band were going to play two sets. Before the first set he came over to say hello. Flip gave him a bear hug just to make him uncomfortable but it didn’t really work because Cray either wasn’t as uptight as he had been in Japan or he he’d gotten better at hiding that he was. We introduced him and Jam, who looked about as out of place in there as a circus clown on a submarine, and they shook hands and then mostly ignored one another.

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Wow! I’ve been blown away by how universally awesome the reviews have been pouring in for WILD LICKS! Apparently folks out there love dark, angsty Mal Keanneally and deeply kinky Gwen Hamilton as much as I do. Some excerpts:

“This one is great for those of you looking for plenty of smoking hot consensual BDSM sex.”
Bustle “Ten Romance Novels for Steamy Afternoons”

“Emotional angst, drama, and a seemingly impossible romance are just the tip of the iceberg for a couple whose dark erotic desires can either bring them together in the ultimate salvation or drive them apart forever.”
Heroes & Heartbreakers “Erotic Romance Best Bets, July 2016”
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It’s here! It’s live! Get it now from all your favorite places!

wild_licks_pb_cover_200x300WILD LICKS
Paperback: $12.99 ISBN: 9781455533640
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In this book the dark, broody guitar player we met in Taking the Lead gets together with sunny heiress Gwen Hamilton and discovers she has a dark side, too. But can Gwen bring out the light trapped in Mal’s heart?

Gwen wants to succeed at acting without using her family name: she wants to be judged on her own terms. But when an exercise in Method Acting leads her accidentally into the arms of Mal Kenneally, the rock star with a reputation for unusual sexual appetites, Gwen thinks maybe she’s found the ultimate test of her acting abilities. Or maybe she’s finally met the man who can see, and appreciate, the real Gwen…

Mal Kenneally has done his best to leave his aristocratic British family behind. The Rough, the rock band he started with his childhood friend Axel, is his family now. But will he be forced to choose between the brotherhood of the band and his growing obsession with Gwen Hamilton?

Mal and Gwen push each other’s limits, each convinced that one day they’ll go too far. But the farther they go, the more they discover that two can delve far deeper than one.

I’ll post an excerpt later! Just had to get this live before the day slips away!

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Aug. 2nd, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I didn’t wake up so much as come to in a somewhat dingy hotel room in Nashville. The curtains were shut but a line of bright sun made it past one edge. I could hear two snores, one that was definitely Flip and another one from the floor beside the bed.

I could also hear the sound of my pager beeping very quietly from somewhere.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jul. 28th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I was still sitting there with my bag unzipped and a guitar case open when I realized another Melissa and Remo argument was in progress right outside the door.

“You don’t understand what it’s like,” she was saying. “I have to be with him all the time.”

“He needs someone with him, but Mel, there’s no law that a mother has to be chained to her child. I thought you’d be happy I took some responsibility as a dad.”

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jul. 26th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Here’s the thing about what happened during the show in Atlanta: everyone thought I was drunk off my ass.

I wasn’t. After what Clarice had said I didn’t dare sneak an extra drink in before the show, no matter how much I tried to justify to myself that I “needed” one.

I didn’t need one.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jul. 21st, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

[TW: Racism.]
I’ve been here before. I had that thought repeatedly at Lakewood Amphitheater. The loading dock was familiar. The men’s room was familiar. A particular part of concrete hallway was familiar.

Over there was where Jonathan kissed me. And there was the spot where Courtney tore Dave a new one. But most of all I was haunted by the image of a bandaged, fragile Ziggy here, there, and everywhere. We’d almost cancelled this show, I remembered.

I remembered having to put antibiotic drops in my eye and being unable to take a proper shower because of the need to keep the bandages dry.

Jeezus, let’s hope we never have to go through something like that again.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jul. 19th, 2016 02:12 pm)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

The show in Orlando was fun. I figured Remo needed to get his mind off his family angst so I pushed him to play with me a little on stage, turning one of my solos into a long jam that I threw to him and after burning through a round he threw back to me and I tried to throw it to Alex on keys and he shook his head and passed it but Remo was ready to jump back in. The audience absolutely roared in approval when he took up the solo again because it was unexpected. It was, as the term goes, “a moment.”

There was a moment in the second encore, too. At the very end of the first encore Martin had some kind of drum emergency–something happened along the lines of a cymbal fell and not only broke the head on the snare it managed to take out a foot pedal, too. The second encore was the point where we usually put a ballad in anyway, so I suggested Remo and I just go out there with two guitars and do it acoustic and he agreed immediately. With zeal, even.

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I went to the massive Romance Writers of America national conference this past week and one of the best things about this conference is that so many of the top writers in the genre are here. RWA and the romance community at large is extremely open. It’s the only place I know of where you can take workshops presented by writers who have literally sold in the tens of millions of books where they tell you how you can do it, too.

One event I did not want to miss was the Paranormal Authors Chat with Heather Graham, Nalini Singh, and Rebecca Zanetti. Since I have a paranormal/urban fantasy series starting with Tor Books in 2017 (The Vanished Chronicles), I definitely wanted to soak up whatever wisdom I could. These women are three giants of the field, plus Heather Graham was so unbelievably nice to me when I was a young struggling writer years and years ago that I still remember it vividly.

(The story: We were at a group signing together at a bookstore, I was feeling like an unknown, unwanted piece of chopped liver, while she had a line out of the door. I was at the seat next to her. She could have ignored me and instead she made me feel welcome and included. I love her forever, and this same spirit of inclusion and helping others pervades the whole RWA so far as I can tell.)

You can look up each of these writers’ bona fides but if you are new to them, they are all New York Times bestsellers many times over. Nalini Singh is the author of the Psy-Changeling and the Guild Hunter series among many dozens of other books. Rebecca Zanetti has published over 25 dark paranormals and has been a finalist for the RT Award. Heather Graham has written close to 200 vampire and paranormal novels at this point and was a founder of Florida’s chapter o the RWA. Giants, I tell you.

What I’m presenting here is a boiled-down version of the chat that took place. It looks like a transcript but I only capture about 60-70% of what is actually said, and I don’t always get exactly the right words, so don’t take this as quotable gospel. Also I only include here the portion with moderator questions. The audience questions were also fantastic and I learned a lot, but you know, if you want ALL of it, you have to start coming to these conventions yourself… (or buy the audio recordings of the convention, which are available through the RWA!).

Why did you chose paranormal?

Nalini: I write about telapths and shapefhuters and vampires and angels…why? I started with that because I’ve always been fascinated with the potential of our minds, if we could use 100% of our brains 100% of the time. But what’s the cost of that? What it drove you insane? That was the genesis of the Psy series. The shapeshifters just kind of showed up in the book, as they do because it’s a paranornmal. I wanted to write some shifter that were at home in their skins because I had just read a bunch of books wher the shifters are never happy! I thought I would love to be able to change into a tiger. Why aren’t there any shifters in books who like being shifters? So mine are. The Guild Hunter series… there are angels and vampires and… I just believe in not thinking too much about it. If you think too much about it you think, wow that’s weird… I really believe just let it out and it might be bonkers but let it be awesome bonkers.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jul. 14th, 2016 09:01 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

If you know me and you know Remo by now you can guess that the next day no one said anything about the night before, and we didn’t treat each other any differently than usual, except maybe slightly less ball-busting. This time, though, I could see the effort that went into Remo maintaining an even keel.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I called Ziggy when I got upstairs. I got his machine. I left the number of the hotel and my room number. Then I opened the minibar wondering if there was any Gatorade in there.

There wasn’t, but there was Coke. And Jack. Which meant there was Jack and Coke.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jul. 7th, 2016 09:01 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Remo and I went into the hotel bar for a nightcap. I got my bourbon in soda instead of straight up since we were in Florida and it seemed more appropriate for hot weather, even though it had turned into a pleasantly cool night out. I figured I could use the hydration, anyway.

And the bourbon was soothing to my fatigued emotions. It was tiring to hold them in all the time but then it was exhausting to let them out, too. How is that supposed to work? I pondered that while watching the little bubbles make their way past the ice cubes in my glass.

“You think he’s going to grow up okay?” Remo asked.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

It’s been a rough week. Daron has been working us like a slave-driver for what seems like months. Now, we’ve got to forget everything (or memorize everything, who knows?) for about six weeks, then rush through getting ready for the tour.

Today’s the last day before the break, thank God. Can’t believe my luck, a buddy sent me two plane tickets to Orlando and two five-day passes to Disney World. Chet and his wife, what’s her name, had to give up their vacation when Chet’s grandfather suddenly died. I guess he could have skipped the funeral, but he wasn’t about to skip reading the will. He’s expecting to inherit enough to buy lifetime passes to the place with plenty left over.

There’s that kid again, Carn, or Canaan, or something. Nice looking kid, shy, tries to be helpful and stay out of the way at the same time. He’s been helping people move amps and stools and shit for almost the whole week. When he’s not doing that he’s trying to eat Daron alive with his eyes. I’m not sure Daron has noticed the kid’s even here.

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