Guest Post & Giveaway: Tequila Mockingbird by Rhys Ford

~I have Rhys Ford on the blog today and you know she always bring the awesmazing. She even brought a giveaway and lets be real, you all need a book by this author. Help me welcome this amazing talent.~

Why do you authors write insta-love? WHY?

I get this question flung at me a lot. Sometimes in a review. Other times on a piece of paper thrown through my laptop monitor. Or even in person while I’m innocently plotting to kill some random person and there’s a cup of coffee with my name on it behind an understaffed bar.

Why do some pairings fall in love so quickly? It’s not realistic… it’s not….real! I know. Trust me. I know. There have been some books where I’m all… dudes, at least find out each other’s last names before you marry and have kids. It’s like drive through drunken Vegas orgy wedding chapel stories. I admit it. But ah, that just begs the question again.

Why?

Oddly enough, it’s a pretty simple answer.

Because we don’t have time.

Well, sometimes I don’t. Because I’m busy murdering people and things aren’t very suspenseful if there are weeks in between murders. The impending doom thing tends to lessen if I have to fill the weeks between finding a head affixed to the mailbox with chatter and walks on the beach or day trips up the coast to get ice cream at this one special place that milks its own malt dandelions for its shakes.

I don’t have the time. Not between the pages. Not if it’s a wholly contained book.

It’s not the time to write the story but rather the time that passes and what is pressing up against the glass as the story is unfolding. See, that’s the downfall of writing a couple who has to meet, greet, love, fight and smex while other stuff is going on around them.

Timing.

Oh and timing is a bitch and a half. Trust me on that one.

A major part of writing a mystery is parsing out what happens when. Murder a few people and you’ve got a clock running. Too much time passes and the cops’ investigation will fall off. That’s just how it works. I think I’d love to do a Cold Case detective. I might in the future. That would be cool.

Ah, squirrel moment there.

No, insta-love, for me anyway, happens because there aren’t enough hours in the day on paper to have a long courtship if I’m contained to a single book. Stretch it out to a series, and now we’re talking.

So, the question is sometimes also how can an author make insta-love work or rather minimize the impact on the story. It helps if the characters already know one another but that’s not always the case. A big one in the pro-insta column is tension and stress because that does tend to bind people together.

Tying two men to a chair with the water rising and the only way they can get free is if they work together really does make a good relationship builder. They can always look back and laugh—reminiscing on that day when they met and almost became soup.

Insta-love won’t go away—at least not in a standalone and especially if there are body parts and such flinging about. What? I fling a lot of bodies. I do try to stretch it out to at least a few weeks. The insta-love. Not the body flinging. I’ve known people who got married after knowing one another for a couple of weeks…and those people are still married decades later so technically, I’ve got some empirical data there.

But ah, the sooner they fall in love—or least like—I can trot out the Tab A goes into Slot B scenes and go back off to murdering the innocent bystanders.

Murder and mayhem…totally worth the insta-love. *grins*

OH and a Giveaway! Would you like to win…. Drum roll…..
Any ebook from my backlist

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Tequila Mockingbird
Sequel to Whiskey and Wry (and The Devil’s Brew)
Sinners Series: Book Three

Lieutenant Connor Morgan of SFPD’s SWAT division wasn’t looking for love. Especially not in a man. His life plan didn’t include one Forest Ackerman, a brown-eyed, blond drummer who’s as sexy as he is trouble. His family depends on him to be like his father, a solid pillar of strength who’ll one day lead the Morgan clan.

No, Connor has everything worked out—a career in law enforcement, a nice house, and a family. Instead, he finds a murdered man while on a drug raid and loses his heart comforting the man’s adopted son. It wasn’t like he’d never thought about men — it’s just loving one doesn’t fit into his plans.

Forest Ackerman certainly doesn’t need to be lusting after a straight cop, even if Connor Morgan is everywhere he looks, especially after Frank’s death. He’s just talked himself out of lusting for the brawny cop when his coffee shop becomes a war zone and Connor Morgan steps in to save him.

Whoever killed his father seems intent on Forest joining him in the afterlife. As the killer moves closer to achieving his goal, Forest tangles with Connor Morgan and is left wondering what he’ll lose first—his life or his heart.

Purchase Tequila Mockingbird at: 
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5121

Also available on Amazon, Are and other online book stores.

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Rhys Ford was born and raised in Hawai'i then wandered off to see the world. After chewing through a pile of books, a lot of odd food, and a stray boyfriend or two, Rhys eventually landed in San Diego, which is a very nice place but seriously needs more rain.

Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.


Giveaway

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• Contest runs until July 2nd 2014 at 11:59pm EST