Release Party-Momentos: Mick’s Journey

July 17, 2011

Welcome to the release party for Momentos: Mick’s Journey, the third and final novel in the Basque trilogy.

Loving Edits, Tono, and Momentos were inspired by my mother and her battle with ALS. About two years ago, I decided I was ready to tackle this painful subject, and I created a story that celebrated the power of love and the resilience of the human spirit. That my muse chose to make this a ménage raised a question or two, but I’m an m/m writer after all, and my mother would have been delighted to take the starring role in this threesome.

I wanted to share some photos of the places I’ve talked about in the three books. They are a part of my mother’s heritage and played a big role in the life of my three fictitious characters.

All photos are courtesy of TripAdvisor.

Let’s start with a bird’s eye-view of San Sebastian, one of the most beautiful cities in Spain.

San Sebastian - Donostia Pictures
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

This is the view from Tono’s balcony.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

More of the beach and a view of Monte Igueldo in the background.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

This is La Concha beach at the height of the season.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

A view of the promenade, also seen on the cover of my novel.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

This is the church in San Sebastian where Tono, who was closeted at the time, asked Mick to meet him, far from prying eyes.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

Food plays a big part in all my novels because Spaniards love to eat. There’s no better way to sample food than to go bar-hopping in San Sebastian where the pintxos also known as tapas are the best in all the world. This is a photo of a typical tapas bar.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

And another one.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

Fresh seafood is abundant in the area. Here’s a sample display.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

The fishing dock.

San Sebastian - Donostia Pictures
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

Another view of the beach.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

The Basque flag.

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This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

A night view of San Sebastian.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

This is the Hotel Maria Christina featured in Tono.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

The harbor.

San Sebastian - Donostia Pictures
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

And a final view of the bay.

San Sebastian - Donostia Photos
This photo of San Sebastian – Donostia is courtesy of TripAdvisor

I hope you enjoyed the small pictorial. I’ll be posting a few excerpts and anyone who comments will be eligible for the drawing at the end of the day. I’ll be giving away a signed paperback and 2 e-books.

Momentos: Mick’s Journey

July 17, 2011

Join me in celebrating the release of Momentos: Mick’s Journey which will be available tomorrow, July 18, in eBook or Paperback format. Anyone who leaves a comment today will be entered into the drawing for a freebie. I’ll be posting a pictorial, excerpts, and unveiling the book trailer. 3 winners will be chosen at the end of the day. The party starts at 9:00

Momentos is the third and final book in the Basque Trilogy. Take a walk with Mick as he recounts his early years with Paul and Tono. Follow the events leading up to the emotional night of the awards ceremony in San Sebastian and the month that followed.

Marked Yours Release party-Big Thank You!

May 23, 2011

You guys rawk and are awesome! Thank you so much for popping in through out the day!

I’m finally coming here live from northeast Ohio and apparently there is some huge storm rolling in. Looks like the Tribe might be a rainout tonight…urgh

Hopefully my you-know-what won’t get kicked off line. I’ll be hanging around for a few more hours if possible and will be going through all the wonderful comments and questions.

Thanks so much to everyone for stopping in, this really means a lot to me.

Off to pull in lawn furniture then will be responding to comments/questions.

I hope you all enjoy my little story.


ps check the comments section of this post for contest winners and another opportunity to win free stuff!

The meaning of Nick’s collar and brand

May 23, 2011

On the cover we see Nick kneeling beside Todd. He’s wearing a collar, a symbol of slavery in this world. Slaves are required to wear their collars in public, but wearing one continually and in private gives it a different, deeper meaning. Slave collars can also show the world a master and slave have more to their relationship. Nick’s collar is a symbol of what their relationship is and what it means to each man. He’s very proud of his collar.

Just like there are different types of jewelry there are different kinds of collars. To Todd it has always been of paramount importance that Nick has a good home, along with that he wanted Nick to have a nice collar. Some slaves wear simple or inexpensive collars. Others, like Nick, are given collars that are more personalized for both owner and slave.

For Nick his collar not only indicates he’s a slave, but ties him to Todd in a very personal way.

In this world slaves are branded with the initials of their owners. Nick has an extra brand, the one on his chest that helps protect him and shows the world he’s a sentry. A crucial part of the book is how Todd and Nick feel about these brands. I think readers might be surprised to find out their opinions.

My friend, Terry, whipped me up a cool bookmark design. Leave me a comment or ask a question to any of the posts here and then send your mailing address to and when I get them (I’m just waiting for them to be delivered) I’ll send them along.

I think she did a pretty cool job!

Who are these masked men?

May 23, 2011

Well, first of all they don’t really wear masks.

Even though they live extraordinary lives and have a very unusual job they’re really average guys. Each one comes into their relationship with his own hopes, wants and dreams like all of us.

A few centuries ago many courtships and marriages were carried on and kept alive through correspondence. People wrote to friends who became lovers then partners. In a way the internet has taken us back to the days of letter writing. Todd and Nick had no contact with one another until the day Nick turned twenty-two, that’s when they officially met.

Before that, however, they saw one another from a distance and were able to exchange letters. So, they come to their pre-arranged lives as master and slave with some knowledge of who each other are. Like anyone else they’ve developed opinions, expectations, hopes and wants. They know enough about each other to know they want to learn more.

They don’t know so much that they aren’t a little unsure of how things will go once they’re together for real.

The master/slave relationship is very complicated. Todd is not simply Nick’s master. He wants a partner, someone who loves him and whom he can love. Nick has a very special talent. He needs a home, someone who he can call family and someone who will help him use his gift, not abuse him. They’re paired up and bonded as master and slave when both are young children. Those who decided on the pairing had very specific reasons for putting these two guys together in life. Neither has a choice in their path through life. They need to work together to make their own way, a life together and find happiness.

Todd loves to cook, which is lucky for him since Nick loves to eat. He’ll freely admit that Nick might be the slave, but he’s most definitely not the only one owned.

Throughout the story Nick struggles against an upbringing which taught him he was a disposable person and would be replaced if he failed.

Contest #2!

Todd gives something to Nick on their first night spent on the road together after leaving Nick’s village. For a free copy of the eBook version of Marked Yours, what is it?

Marked Yours by Elizabeth Noble–Writing and Concept

May 23, 2011

Hello, hello, I’m back. Really I’m still at work, but this site lets you set up posts ahead of time. How cool is that?

I’ll have my netbook with me and weather permitting I’ll sit outside and if the wind is blowing the right way I’ll try and pop in at lunch time. If not I’ll be here live after about 5PM Eastern Time, US.

Where did the story concept come from?

The idea for this book came from a few places, actually. I was reading through a community on Live Journal where people can post requests for finding specific stories or specific kinds of stories for a fandom.

One request was for stories where the two main characters were forced into an arranged marriage. It’s awkward for them at first, but eventually they learn to love one another. Sweet.

A few posts later on the thread someone was looking for stories where the two main characters always knew growing up they were meant to be together. Now that’s just awww…very sweet!

An idea took hold in my head, bit down hard and wouldn’t let go. Thus was born Todd and Nick Ruger and Marked Yours. I honestly can’t remember what made me think to use slavery. I wanted my story set in a different world and have always had a fascination for post-Apocalyptic sagas. So, I decided in order to set up the world I envisioned I needed to go to some future society different from what we have now, using a natural disaster that, if it occurred, would change the world dramatically as a jumping off point.

I love action/adventure and wanted to incorporate the concept of a group people I call Sentries. They guard society from threats natural and supernatural. There is not only a love story, but some ass-kicking, bit of monster hunting too!

How things get written:

A few people have asked me what sort of process I go through to get a book from idea to something that’s actually readable. I like to make my own worlds, world-building is fun. More importantly I’m basically lazy and a world created to fit the story is easier for me. I’d done a lot of reading up on what a post-Apoc society might be like and how it might evolve differently from what we have now. I also researched what would happen during and after this natural disaster and how the face of North America might be altered.

After all that I just babble to myself on paper—erm computer screen. I have notes and scenes and ideas stored on both my computer and in a notebook. Any ideas I get at work are hastily scribbled on scrap paper and kept in my pockets. I must look like some kind of bizarre chipmunk when I get home, emptying out all the notes!

A few good friends of mine are kind enough to often be subjected to my whining and carrying on about how I can’t work through this or that plot point and we brainstorm or they help me work out specific scenes and details. They’re also responsible for encouraging me to submit the manuscript for publication.

What’s on the cover and why?

Other than the two luscious men on the cover there are a few images symbolizing different elements of the book and that are important to the story. The first is a symbol that both Todd and Nick have on their chests. This not only protects them from some supernatural baddies they might encounter, but also acts as a sort of badge announcing to others they are Sentries.

The second image very prominent on the cover is an erupting volcano. There is no volcano blowing off steam in the story, but one that had done so in the past is very important to the world I’ve created.

Paul Richmond is the cover artist, and I can’t say enough good things about him or his art.

This brings me to contest #1!

I make etched glass mugs and to enter for a chance to win one with images from the cover on it comment below and tell me what real geologic feature caused the fictional natural disaster that lead to the development of the world of the Sentries? And where is it located? (Hint, look at the cover art and at my bio for the answers!)

The mugs are individually etched so between the time to make them and ship them give it about 4-6 weeks before it arrives. As long as you live on planet Earth and have a snail mail address I’ll ship it to you. I’m guessing anyone with internet access has a way to get snail mail. Those of you joining in from extraterrestrial colonies, I’m sorry.

I’ll contact the winner for their mailing address sometime Tuesday May 24, 2011. The mug won’t be an exact reproduction of the cover, but images from the cover and of course completely one of a kind.

Happy Release Day…Marked Yours by Elizabeth Noble

May 23, 2011

Good morning! Thank you for taking the time to stop by today and for helping me celebrate the release of my first novel.

I’m Elizabeth Noble, author of Marked Yours.

Thanks to the wonders of the internet I’ve posted this ahead of time and hopefully it’ll show up around 8 AM Eastern time US (which is -5GMT I believe). Right now I’m actually at work and won’t be on live most probably until around 430 PM. I have some posts going up every few hours with contests, give aways, a look inside the world and men of Marked Yours and how it came into being.

All the answers to any contest questions can be found either on here, my bio page: or my website. Yes, that was a very thinly veiled utterly shameless ploy to get you to go check out my website: . To win any of the prizes or claim any of the free give aways all you have to do is participate in some manner, post a question or comment. Whoever wins the eBook must have a Dreamspinner account, which is free. You simply sign up. For any of the other prizes/give aways I’ll need you to send me your mailing address to my email:


Three hundred years ago, natural disaster reformed the face of North America, and the people who lived in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains would never be the same.

Now, the master/slave bond in New Colorado has become a sacred rite of service, protection, and, sometimes, for the lucky, love. Nick and his intended Master, Todd Ruger, a sentry of the territories, have grown up knowing that they were pledged to this bond. They’re looking forward to the ritual with both excitement and trepidation—it’s something they’ve prepared for their entire lives. But New Colorado’s institution of slavery has made dangerous enemies on a frontier fraught with trouble, and they are unprepared for the trials their new relationship will face.  Their bond needs to grow very strong, very fast if it’s going to survive the collision of old superstition, new beliefs, and the ever-present danger of the natural and supernatural frontier.


It was close to midnight when they finally stopped to make camp. There were four wagons in all, the other three carrying two or three occupants each, and two men riding on horseback. Nick’s mind drifted back to childhood, watching Todd ride through his village a few times a year, watching him grow from a skinny boy of twelve to the powerful man he was now.

A fire was built in the center of the wagon circle, and a meal was prepared. The night air was chilled and damp and Nick’s clothes, more suited for the southern climate, weren’t keeping him very warm. Nick wouldn’t have minded sitting near the fire to eat, even if he had to listen to John Ruger and his friends tell whatever stories they told one another. Todd, however, took his food and headed back to their wagon, so Nick followed.

He tried hard not to shiver through dinner. Everyone else had thicker coats and heavier clothes, much more prepared for the climate they were heading into than Nick. Glancing wistfully at the fire and its warmth, Nick huddled over his plate. He’d never dare ask for another coat. He was a slave. Who cared if he was cold? Slaves didn’t count in this world.

“You have any heavier clothes?”

Shaking his head, Nick murmured, “No, Todd.”

Todd set his plate down hard on the ground and stood abruptly. Nick flinched and looked up. Reaching into the wagon, Todd pulled out a heavy dark green pullover shirt. In his other hand he carried a few bottles and two glasses.

“Here, put this on. It’ll keep you warm enough for now. When we get home you’re getting the right clothes. I’m not spending the rest of my life watching you shiver.” He set the bottles and glasses down and resettled onto the ground beside Nick. Dark, amber liquid was poured from one of the bottles. “You ever had whisky before?” He started to hold the small glass out to Nick, but when Nick shook his head no, Todd chuckled. “Okay then. Not having this right now.” Grinning, Todd downed the liquid himself. Crossing his eyes, he shook his head as he swallowed. “Here, try this instead. We’ll start you off slow and work you up to the really rotgut stuff later.”

Nick laughed and took the small bottle Todd offered. He took a whiff; it didn’t smell bad. Nick took a short sip of the bottle’s contents. He pulled the bottle away and looked at it. “What is this?”

Todd had been watching him the entire time, looking almost boyish and hopeful. “Eh, you didn’t spit it back at me, so that’s good. Beer. You never had beer before?”

“No. Just water.”

“You like it?”

“Yeah, I do. It’s different. Sorta bitter at first.” He’d pulled the heavier shirt over his head; it was thick and made of a woven material that was warm and soft. Breathing in deeply, he was at once surrounded by the combined smells of gun oil, leather, and something he recognized from sitting beside Todd all day that was uniquely Todd. The beer made his throat warm, but it was the scent of Todd all around him that made warmth spread in delicate tendrils from his belly to his chest.

“Good, ’cause I don’t do bread and water. We do what we do and keep the good folks in the towns and villages safe at night, but they’re damn well feeding us good.”

Nick had no idea what it was Todd referred to. He’d thought since Todd and his father, and now Nick, were hunters, they’d simply track down and catch their own food if they needed to. Nodding, Nick drank his beer and finished his food. It was stew—tasty, hot, and filled with chunks of meat and vegetables in a heavy broth.

After mopping the remains of the stew from his plate with bread, Todd leaned back and grinned. “I want more. You want more?”

Looking up, surprised and knowing his face showed it, Nick blurted out, “I am allowed more?”

Todd snorted. “Yes, Nick, you are.” He held out a hand for Nick to pull up on. Once righted, Todd’s hand released his, moved to his neck, and patted gently a few times before he turned and went back to the fire.

The men there snidely asked why Nick was still wearing clothes and why they were wasting time eating. Todd ignored them. As he turned around, heading back to their wagon, Todd’s eyes caught Nick’s. He smirked and shook his head.

They resettled behind the wagon, out of sight of the others, and finished eating in silence. Then, leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees, Todd rubbed at the back of his neck for a few minutes.

“So, uh, you ever been with a woman?”

Nick stared at a point between his feet and shook his head no.

Todd shifted a bit. Nick thought he sounded nervous . “A man?”

“No.” His voice came out barely above a whisper.

“Got any preference?”

Nick drew in a deep breath and looked up at Todd, who wore that boyish, hopeful expression again. “I like watching girls sometimes, but they’re sort of skinny, no muscle. I think I look at men more.”

Todd nodded and seemed satisfied with those answers. It wasn’t as if Nick had a choice. He’d been bound to another male since he was five years old. Whether he preferred men or women as sexual partners was never a consideration. Maybe he’d always been that way, or maybe he’d just trained himself to like men more. He didn’t know. It didn’t really matter.

When Todd reached out and curled warm, strong fingers around his neck, Nick leaned into the touch. He decided it was something Todd liked to do, touch him that way, and it appeared to Nick the gesture pleased Todd and made him relax. Nick had decided back in the village, the first time Todd had touched him that way, that he liked it. Not even twenty-four hours later and Nick was craving those tiny touches and counting the minutes between them, hoping for another one.

This time Todd leaned closer and pulled Nick toward him. As Todd’s lips brushed the side of Nick’s hair, he moaned soft and low. Pushing his nose through Nick’s hair for a few seconds, Todd pulled him in even tighter, nuzzling his cheek against Nick’s, breathing in deep. “You smell good.” Todd’s hand moved from his neck up into Nick’s hair, turning his head toward Todd.

Todd pressed his lips to Nick’s, gently licking his tongue along Nick’s lower lip. It startled him at first when Todd’s tongue slipped between his lips and into his mouth. Todd’s other arm wound around Nick’s waist and gently, slowly pulled Nick completely against him. Todd’s tongue glided around his own and coaxed Nick’s tongue into his mouth. Todd sucked lightly on Nick’s tongue for a few seconds before pulling away. He looked at Nick, seemed to be memorizing every bit of Nick’s face before pulling him back in for another kiss. This time Nick mimicked Todd’s actions and sucked Todd’s tongue.

When Todd pulled away for the second time, they were both panting, and Nick was whimpering softly. Fingers raked tenderly through his hair and Todd kissed his nose and then his cheek, murmuring in his ear, “You taste so good. I’ve been waiting forever to do that.”

Nick felt a flush creep over him. When Todd’s arm tightened even more around his middle, Nick leaned his head down so his face was pressed to the crook of Todd’s neck. “I don’t… I’ve never….” This was so embarrassing.

“It’s okay, Nicky. You’ll learn. You’ll be just fine. Just us now.” Todd rested his chin on the top of Nick’s head and held him tightly. Nick had never in his life been held—not like this. He’d been held down and beaten a few times, but never had anyone simply held him. When he pressed closer and relaxed more against Todd, the other man drew in a deep breath and let it out slow. Nick liked this and he sensed Todd did too.

Laughter from the direction of the fire made them both start and pull back from each other. Laughing nervously, Todd ruffled Nick’s hair. “We’ll save the rest for when we can be alone.” He stood and stretched, throwing the cover back on the wagon’s opening. “Just us now,” he repeated. Nick nodded because he had the feeling he was supposed to respond somehow. “C’mon, Nicky. Get some sleep.”


I’ll be back a bit later with the first contest and some more trivia about Marked Yours.

I’d also like to remind everyone the first twenty paperback copies will be signed!

Treasure of Love by Scotty Cade – What’s Next!

May 20, 2011

Okay this is the last time I promise!  It’s almost six o’clock, so for those of you who haven’t sent me your Treasure of Love blurb, time is running out.

For my last post, I wanted to give you a sample of the last two novels in the series.  I hope it’s enough to wet your whistle and get your jets firing. 



Bounty of Love (Prequel to Wing’s of Love)

Alexander “Zander” Walsh is the only survivor when his fiancé and his parents are brutally shot after returning from the rehearsal dinner the night before their wedding and stumbling upon a robbery in progress.  Hunky FBI agent Jake Elliot apprehends the killer and while being transported to the county jail, the transport is involved in a head on collision and the murderer, at first presumed dead, survived and is at large.

The FBI claims to have exhausted every lead and still hasn’t found the killer.   But Zander and Jake sense that something is not right with the investigation and determined to get to the bottom of it, they set out on their own to get the real story and find the killer.  Following a lead generated from the 48 Hours Mystery television show; they head to the Alaskan wilderness where someone fitting the killer’s description was last seen.

During the past six months while working very closely on the case, Zander and Jake finally act on a strong attraction that has been building slowly over time and they embark on a hot steamy romance.  When they apprehend the killer after accidentally stumbling onto his hideout, they find out what really happened on that dreadful night and all the pieces start to fall into place.  Big business, bad FBI agents and trusted friends all play a part in this unfolding drama.  Will Zander and Jake be able to bring the killers down to their knees and will their mountain romance stand the test of time?

Foundation of Love (sequel to Treasure of Love written with ZB Marshall)

Young Dr. Weston Stanhope thought he had escaped the constraints of Charleston society, and his overbearing father, Colonel Robert Lee Stanhope, when he moved to Seattle to pursue a career in medicine. But when his mother dies unexpectedly, Wes learns that she had begun plans to build a children’s hospital outside of Charleston, and that it was her fondest wish that her only child would lead the Stanhope Children’s Hospital.  

Wes is introduced to fellow Seattle resident Ty Williams, an openly gay architect, who agrees to spend a few weeks in Charleston to assist in launching the design of the hospital. But what began as a consulting engagement eventually turns to romance. Wes has always been in love with and married to his career, but now he must confront the growing realization that he is homosexual and in love with a man of color. When his father learns of their growing relationship, he demands that Wes choose between his ambition to run the Stanhope Children’s Hospital and the first true love of his life….Can Wes finally stand up to his bigoted and overbearing father to protect his career and the man he loves or will the constraints of Charleston society send them both back to Seattle?

PS:  Sjd and I will choose the winners and let you know by tomorrow, if not sooner who the winners are!

I’ve really enjoyed out time together and I hope you got something out of it as well!  See you next time!

Scotty Cade out!

Treasure of Love by Scotty Cade – Author Bio

May 20, 2011

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I’m back!!!

Now I know my loyal followers probably know as much about me as there is to know, so if you guys are reading this, just sign off and wait for the next posting.  J  But for those who are new to my work, I’d like you to get to know the guy behind the book.  I’m a little OCD and a little ADD all at the same time, but all those traits aside and I truly cherish each and every one of you and the outlet you’ve given me to show my creativity and follow my dream.  Without my readers and my publisher Dreamspinner Press, I wouldn’t have this wonderful opportunity to dream and create stories that hopefully you’ll enjoy.  So this is where you get to meet the real Scotty Cade, the person.  There’s probably more information here than you’ll ever want to know, but here goes:

I started my life in the city of New Orleans, Louisiana, better known as the Big Easy and was raised along with my two sisters in a very small neighborhood along the mighty Mississippi River.  I was undeniably a momma’s boy and enjoyed a lot of alone time with my stay-at-home mother before my younger sister was born, while my older sister was at school and my Dad was at work.  I spent fun days doing chores around the house riding on the back of her vacuum cleaner singing Etta James songs.  When the chores were done, we settled down for story time.  I truly believe that my love of reading and eventually writing was born then.  But all that came to a horrible end when my baby sister was born and I no longer had Mom all to myself.  Then another horrible incident almost ruined my life, my sixth birthday and the first grade.  Oh Boy, did I hate going to school.  I went, but I went kicking and screaming literally every morning until I was seven, my poor mother.  Having to share my mother with my newborn sister and having to attend school left us very little time together and I truly felt deserted, but I really showed her, I jumped ship into my Father’s world.  I was the only boy, so it was the logical next step.  Happy again to be the center of someone’s world, I soaked it up every day.

My father raised quarter horses as a hobby and some of my fondest memories surround that time in my life.  When we were older, on weekends the entire family would pack up the horses and head to local horse shows where, my father, my younger sister and I would compete in barrel racing and cutting.  But my most cherished memories are of my father and me taking long horseback rides along the levies of the mighty Mississippi river enjoying sandwiches and snacks lovingly prepared by my mother.  We spent long summer days of riding and jabbering about this or that or just enjoying a comfortable silence.  It wasn’t really the conversation or the silence that was important to me, but the interest he took in my life that thirty five years later, still makes my heart swell.  After a brief marriage, one of those special moments is where I found the nerve to come out to my Father, one of the hardest things I’ve ever done in my life.   He did much better that I did and in the end wanted only my happiness.  He’s been nothing but supportive and non-judgmental of my life and I will remember that as long as I live.  Unfortunately, the lights in my life got a little dimmer when my loving mother died five years ago of colon cancer and dimmed yet again when my Father was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s three years ago.  Fortunately, he still lives in our family home near my sisters and they along with a nurse, act as his primary caregivers, but he has a few good days but mostly really bad days.  He does his best and that’s all we can ask of him.

Okay, enough of the sappiness.  I attended Louisiana State University, majoring in Marketing, but unfortunately never graduated.  I was lucky enough to be offered a job to manage a very large well established furniture store in my hometown and went for it.  I stayed with the company for five years and started making my way up the corporate ladder.  I joined a high-tech company in New Orleans, and was transferred to Atlanta, GA where I met the love of my life.  Kell and I have been together fourteen years now and we’re still going strong. 

I’ve worked for a total of six companies throughout my twenty-five year career and ended up as the Senior Vice President of Worldwide Marketing and Public Relations for a very large company based in Atlanta.  Throughout my career I focused my writing capabilities on Marketing materials, Annual Reports, Press Releases, radio scripts, broadcast media, and the likes, but always had novels running around wild in my head.  Kell and I both gave up the corporate rat race and bought a small hotel and restaurant on the island of Martha’s Vineyard in Massachusetts. Can you imagine two southern boys ending up in New England?  I should think not, boy what a culture shock.  But after seven years, we managed to find our way and are healthy and happy in our environment.  About three years into our venture, we hit burn-out and hired a general manager to run our business while we took a year off.  That is when I started my first Novel, Final Encore, and the rest his history.  After that first year off, Kell and I enjoyed our freedom so much that we purchased a forty-two motor yacht called “One Mo Time,” which is now where most of my writing is done.  We travel the waters of New England all summer long with our Shetland sheepdog, Mavis and in October we cruise down south to Charleston, SC for the winter.

The ideas for books keep coming and I have so much in my head that wants to come out, but my fingers are just not fast enough to get it all down.  So I dance the dance between my fingers and brain on a daily basis and can only hope for the best. Being from the south and a lover of commitment and fidelity, most of my characters find their way to long healthy relationships, however long it takes them to get there.  I believe that in the end, the boy should always get the boy.  After all I got mine.

So how’s that for a life? I’ve been so very lucky in love and my career that sometimes it just doesn’t seem real.  Don’t get me wrong, everything I have I worked for and nothing was handed to me, but I’ve feel so fortunate to be in a position to be able to write without the worries of everyday life getting in the way.

Well, that’s it for now.  I have one more post just before six pm and then we’re done!

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Treasure of Love by Scotty Cade – A little Q and A!

May 20, 2011

Yeah it’s me, Scotty Cade here again to bug you a little more!

Below is a little Q&A I did for another blog spot and thought the questions were well thought out and interesting.  I hope you’ll agree and hopefully pick up a little more information about Treasure of Love and me.  And a little later, for those of you who don’t know me, I’ll share a little bit about myself.  You’ll probably be bored to tears, but because everything is always about me, me, me, you’ll read and you better darn well like it.  J


Tell us a little about Treasure of Love. How did you come up with the title?

Treasure of Love is the second book of a four book series of independent novels with recurring characters and locations and that began with Wings of Love and will conclude with Bounty of Love and Foundation of Love both due to be released August and December respectively.  Treasure of Love is the story of Jack Cameron, a character you first met in Wings of Love that had a very hard time accepting the fact that Mac Cleary, the man to which his late sister had been married, fell head over heels in love with Brad Mitchell.  He fought the relationship tooth and nail and was almost successful in destroying it before it began.  In Treasure of Love he explores his homophobia and realizes that his over reaction was caused mostly by fear and a buried attraction to the same sex.
What is the hardest scene you had to write in Treasure of Love?


Wow, that’s a tuff one.  I guess two scenes were very important to me.  The first was when Jack has the realization that he might be gay.  I wanted that scene to be as realistic as possible because for those of us that have been through it, we know it can be and usually is a painful process and deserves tons of respect.  The second was the first time he and Dax make love.  I wanted that scene to be sweet and eye opening for Jack.  I especially wanted him to feel like this connection is what’s he been lacking all of his life and now he has it with Dax and he’s not letting go.


Tell us something about Jackson Cameron and why will readers like him?


I really didn’t like Jack very much in Wings of Love or in the beginning of Treasure of Love, but I soon developed a respect for him when he realized the emotions he was fighting and owned up to his feelings.  By the middle of the story I was pulling for he and Dax and I hope the readers will feel the same way.

Why is Jackson, who is sure he is straight, attracted to Dax?


People are attracted to whom they are attracted and I believe that if being in a same sex relationship was as “normal” and accepted as heterosexual relationships and it was okay to be attracted to a person regardless of their sex, there would be many more supposed “straight” people in same sex relationships.  So to answer your question, I believe that Jack was man enough to acknowledge his attraction, which shattered everything he thought about himself, and try to explore his feelings and I so admire him for that.

Tell us something about the relationship between Dax and Jackson. Why will readers be rooting for them to be together or will they?


In the beginning, Dax has no idea that Jack is experiencing these feelings for him.  In fact, he believes Jack to be straight as an arrow and he’s very frustrated because he’s experiencing the same feelings.  When things finally start to develop, Dax knows Jack is struggling and is ever patient and supportive, which I hope will make the readers pull for them.  It certainly did for me.

What was your first reaction when you got a glimpse of your cover art?


As writers, we live and breathe our novels as we’re writing them.  We also develop this attachment to our characters and the vision we see in our heads doesn’t always match the models that are available for our covers.  It took a couple of tries to find just the right models, but other than the models the cover was beautiful.  The snow capped mountains in the background, the beautiful blue waters, and of course Dax and Jack all make one hell of a cover.


Now for the fun stuff.  Do you have any guilty pleasures?


Oh yeah! Most people have this sweet tooth, but not me.  I’ll trade sweets every day of the week for meatloaf and mashed potatoes.  Of course my waistline can’t accommodate it, but boy is it nice top think about it.

Name one thing readers would be surprised to know about you.


Wow, another tough one!  Let’s see, maybe that I captain our forty-two motor yacht, which oddly enough is where I do most of my writing.

If you didn’t have to worry about counting calories or fat, what’s the first food you’d reach for?


Da!  Meatloaf and mashed potatoes.

As an author, what makes a book great in your eyes?


I love a mystery thriller with an underlying love story and believe it or not the mystery thriller part is the hardest part to write.  My writing process starts out with an outline and I hammer out the story, but with mystery thrillers my outline never really stays true to the story.  My characters always take on a life of their own and as many times as I try to stick to my outline, the characters have other ideas.  With a mystery thriller, I never really know “who done it,” until the story starts to develop and goes in a certain direction and the guilty one always shows his or her true colors. 

If someone hasn’t read any of your work, what book would you recommend they start with and why?


“Wings of Love” is a great story about loss and loving again and it holds a special place in my heart, so I would start there.

What are you working on now that your readers can look forward to?


I’m in the editing stage of “Foundation of Love” and working on the outline for “Ruby Lode.”  Many readers have asked for a sequel to Final Encore and I’ve been playing around with a plotline for that as well.