Speaking Italian, or Trying To with BA Tortuga

November 8, 2016

 Speaking Italian or Trying To with BA Tortuga

Hey y’all. I’m BA Tortuga and I write a lot of cowboys. It’s a thing. It’s my thing. :D

Apparently I also write a ton of Italians.


So, let me tell y’all a story.

When I was a teenager, I wanted desperately to learn French. I took French class for four years, I was in French club, I was totally into it. I was going to go to college, take more French classes and join the Peace Corps and change the world!

Then life and an unexpected pregnancy at 17 intervened. What can I say, guys. BIRTH CONTROL AND ANTIBIOTICS DO NOT MIX!

Long story short, la la la, many years pass, I go to college. It’s a wee commuter college and taking Spanish was my best (and wisest since, hello! Texas!) choice. Four semesters of college Spanish later and I’m recruited by UT.

Who doesn’t accept my Spanish credits.


But! They have French! The University of Texas is vast. French classes! I take them. I have As! Life is good.

Then I discover that the last French class I need? Is only available during my work hours. You know, that full time management job at IBM that I have to have to support my kiddo?

No problem, I say. I’ll take Italian!

I love pizza and Benigni films!


Let me explain how utterly screwed up it is, having three romance languages floating in your brain. To this day I get along fine, comprehension-wise, with all three.



I cannot speak a SINGLE word of any of them. They have become some insane pidgin language in my brain. It amuses my wife to no end, to know that we can be in Italy together and I open my mouth and Spanfrenlian falls out.

She just tells them I’m a Texan.

Apparently that explains everything.

Much love, y’all.

BA Tortuga

Check out Private Dances today!

Private Dances by BA Tortuga


Dale is working his way through college as an exotic dancer. While he prefers to keep his performances public, it’s tough to say no to the private dances, even though they’re risky. Three songs, just dancing, no touching—Dale can do this and be handsomely compensated.

For Italian businessman Adriano “Gen” Genovese, the handsome cowboy tempts him into wanting more than one dance. Gen convinces Dale to indulge in another dance and a night in his decadent hotel room. He introduces Dale to a glittering world of wealth on a scale Dale has never even imagined.

As the romance between the down-home Texas student and the millionaire playboy heats up, they come to realize the only risk they face is losing their hearts.

BA Tortuga bio:

Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy’s Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds and her beloved wife, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she’s not doing that, she’s writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA’s personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.

Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the  high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head.

You can find BA at:

Website: http://www.batortuga.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/batortuga
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/batortuga
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/batortuga/
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/batortuga
Blogger: http://batortuga.blogspot.com/
Instagram: https://instagram.com/batortuga/
Tumblr: http://batortuga.tumblr.com/

One Response to “Speaking Italian, or Trying To with BA Tortuga”

  1. H.B. says:

    Thank you for sharing your story! I think that happens to a lot of people. When I was taking the required language class in high school I could speak, write, and read it but when I graduated speaking and writing became difficult. I can still kind of read it though.

Leave a Reply