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Wednesday, 24 October 2018

The Midwest Series by Brigham Vaughn - Series Review Tour





The Midwest Series



Book #1 - Bully & Exit - Amazon US | Amazon UK

Book #2 - Push & Pull - Amazon US | Amazon UK

Bully & Exit


What happens when the past won’t let you go?


Theater student Caleb Stockwell is ready to leave college behind. Too bad his past isn’t ready to let him go.


With less than a month to go until graduation, Caleb runs into Nathan Rhodes at a house party. Nathan is a star hockey player for Western Michigan University and finally ready to step out of the closet. He’s also the guy who broke Caleb’s heart in high school.


Nathan’s determined to make amends for what he did four years ago, but Caleb isn’t willing to risk getting his heart stomped on again. With only a few weeks left before they go their separate ways, it’ll take all of Nathan’s creativity and help from some interfering friends to convince Caleb to give him a second chance.


Excerpt

Nathan’s voice was soft when he spoke, gentle as it’d always been. “Caleb Stockwell. I’ve been looking for you.”

Caleb cleared his throat and ignored him, tipping the bottle up for another long drink. He licked the spiciness from his lips as he debated making another run for it. There was a shrub blocking his way in one direction and a hockey player in the other. Even if he hadn’t been drinking, the odds weren’t in his favor. “Nathan Rhodes,” he managed.


“Damn, I can’t believe it’s you!” Nathan leaned in, and Caleb pulled back, uncomfortable with him being so close.


Caleb laughed bitterly. “It’s me. Now that you’ve satisfied your curiosity, you can run along.” He motioned with his hand, encouraging Nathan to leave.


“It’s really good to see you,” Nathan said, ignoring him. He took a seat on the pile of discarded construction materials, his knees brushing Caleb’s as he lowered himself down. Caleb pulled away as if scorched.


“Yeah? Too bad I can’t say the same,” he muttered, his head swimming as the alcohol began to hit him. He eyed Nathan’s long, long legs and the way he was pinned in by them, remembering the way they’d felt tangled with his as they came, panting shallowly against each other’s skin. It brought it all back: the scent of Nathan’s cologne, the taste of his skin, the way Caleb’s heart raced in his chest when Nathan held him close. It brought back the memories, the ones he’d worked so hard to run from. The good and the bad. The sharp, intense happiness of falling for Nathan. The aching, crushing hurt that paralyzed Caleb for months after Nathan was no longer in his life. Everything he’d buried four years ago and vowed never to touch again.


He caught the first glimpse of doubt on Nathan’s face. “Are you okay, Caleb?”


“Oh, I’m motherfucking peachy,” he snarked and took another long drink. “I’ve made it through four fucking years trying to ignore the fact we’re on the same campus, and with barely a month left in my senior year, I thought maybe I’d managed to pull it off. But, no, Lowell had to drag me to this goddamn party, and, of course, you showed up too. Just my luck.”


He raised the bottle again, but Nathan wrapped a hand around the neck and tugged. He was stronger than Caleb, so Caleb let go, afraid he’d end up getting pulled onto Nathan’s lap if he didn’t. Nathan took a drink and passed the bottle back, licking the taste of rum off his lips before he spoke. “You’re so angry at me.”


“Ya think?” Caleb snarled. “Didn’t it ever occur to you I would be? What the hell makes you think you can waltz in here and pretend like all the shit that went down between us didn’t happen?” He tried to stand, but Nathan’s dark denim-clad knees were on either side of his, pinning him in place. The bottle was pried from his suddenly limp fingers and set aside.


“I don’t think that,” Nathan protested. “I was just glad to see you, and I… I wanted a chance to apologize. I didn’t … I wanted …”


Caleb’s lips parted in surprise as cool fingers framed his face, and for the first time in four long years, Nathan’s lips were pressed to his again. Involuntarily, Caleb’s eyes closed, feeling a rush of heat wash over him, taking him right back to the first time. Before Nathan broke his heart.


Review


Bully: A call used to start or restart play in ice hockey,
Exit: Stage direction. The action of leaving the stage.

Is any break-up harder to recover from than the very first one? Not for Caleb Stockwell, that’s for sure. Four years after Nathan Rhodes broke his heart, Caleb still isn’t completely over it. And while that isn’t an issue as long as he doesn’t have to spend time around Nathan, it becomes increasingly painful once Nathan re-enters Caleb’s life and insists he wants the opportunity to make up for the hurt he caused all those years ago.

Thus starts a story told both from a present day perspective and through flashbacks to Nathan and Caleb’s last few months in high school. The transitions from past to present are fluent and fit perfectly in the context of the present day narrative. Nathan’s return into Caleb’s life and his persistence when it comes to trying to woe Caleb, revive memories Caleb has been trying to suppress for four years. It is through these memories we get to see first the sweet and beautiful coming together of young Nathan and Caleb and later the brutal and heartbreaking end of the their fledgling relationship.

While I adored this entire story, I found myself more fascinated with the flashbacks than the present for most of it. The author conveyed beautifully how intense and all-consuming emotions are when we are that young and in the throes of first love and lust. No love has ever been stronger than the one a teenager experiences, nor has any heartbreak ever been more devastating. It is hardly surprising Caleb still feels the pain four years later, and it is both understandable and recognisable.

Brigham Vaughn has a special gift when it comes to making her (this) reader connect with her charactersThey are real people rather than ideal and perfect caricatures. I found myself falling for Nathan and Caleb, wanting to slap them occasionally and desperate to hug them at other times. Neither man is perfect, which made them all the more endearing, and both of them tug at your heartstrings.

In fact, Brigham Vaughn is an amazing writer in every possible way; she writes gripping stories about characters who will come alive for the reader, using beautiful, sparse yet descriptive language that will place you right in the middle of the action. I really can’t recommend her books highly enough. And that’s the reason I’m very glad this is the first book in a series. I can’t wait for what I imagine will be the story of Lowell and Brent’s coming together. And who knows, there may even be a happy ending for Micah in the making. All I can do is wait and see what might come next.


Push & Pull

When is it time to stop living in the moment and think about the future?

Brent Cameron has been dreaming about a road trip around Lake Michigan for years. When his best friend, Nathan, ditches him to spend the summer with his boyfriend, Caleb, Brent is pissed. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, he reluctantly agrees to take Caleb’s best friend, Lowell Prescott, instead.


Brent is a former hockey player and recently out of the closet. Lowell is an in-your-face gay guy who rebels against the limits people put on him. Tempers fly and sparks flare as they hit the road, which leads to a hot night they both regret in the morning. Despite the rocky start, Brent and Lowell slowly begin to realize they have a lot in common. As the miles disappear behind them so does their animosity. Casual hook-ups aren’t Brent’s thing, and Lowell doesn’t do relationships, so they agree to focus on their friendship.


By the time they make it to the shores of Lake Superior, their feelings have deepened past simple friendship, but neither of them have the guts to admit it. When the past intrudes, will it derail the trip and the possibility of a relationship?


Excerpt


“Do you really mean to tell me you don't want to get to know me in all sorts of ways? I don't believe that. I’ve seen the way you look at me." Lowell reached out and dragged a finger across the black fabric of Brent’s T-shirt before circling his nipple. Brent flinched again, backing away, even as the skin tightened and his nipple hardened to a pointy little nub.


Flustered and irritated by the reaction, Brent pushed Lowell’s hand away and crossed his arms. "You're nuts if you think I'm taking you with me on this road trip."


Lowell's lips curved upward in a playful smile. "Oh, sweetheart, that's what you think."


The smile and words only served to make Brent angrier. He looked back at Nathan, feeling used. “Have you all just been cooking up this plan while I’ve been gone?”


“We’ve been talking about it for a couple of weeks, yeah,” Nathan said softly. “Trying to figure out the best solution.”


“What the FUCK? You couldn’t be bothered to mention this when we talked?”


Nathan’s uneasy look deepened. “I thought it might be better if we could discuss it in person.”


“You could have fucking called me and said, ‘Hey, can we meet in person? I need to talk about the trip with you.’ Don’t I at least get a say in what happens with the next two months of my life? Jesus, you guys are unbelievable.”


Nathan opened his mouth but Lowell spoke first. “Look, Brent, I get that you’re pissed, but you don’t have a lot of options at the moment. Frankly, you’re between a rock and a hard place right now, and I’m your only solution. Either you cancel your trip and lose money, which sucks. Or you change your plans and go by yourself, which also sucks. Or you take me. I also suck, but in much more enjoyable ways.” Lowell winked.


Brent gaped at him for a moment. Lowell stepped forward and put his finger under Brent's chin. "Unless you’re offering to do something useful with that gorgeous mouth, I suggest you close it."


Brent snapped his mouth shut fast enough to rattle his teeth. "What the fuck are you talking about?"


Lowell's eyes twinkled. "Well, there's this thing gay boys do, it's called—"


"I know what sucking cock is," Brent yelled, confused and annoyed by the pretty twink with the big eyes who always made him feel off-kilter and out of control.


"Good to know, sweets, good to know."


“And make all the jokes you want, but this isn’t fucking funny. My whole summer is ruined.” Brent turned to Nathan. “And you. You’re a complete traitor. You’re right though, I have no choice but to put up with him.” He jerked a thumb to indicate Lowell. “So fuck you, Nathan. If you think I am going to forgive you for saddling me with that cock-hungry twink for two months you have another thing coming!”


Nathan made a sound of protest. Brent scowled and held out his hand to Lowell, ignoring Nathan completely. “If I’m stuck with you, then we’re taking your car. And hand over the damn keys. I’m driving.”




Review


Brent and Lowell. Boy did these two young men take me for an emotional ride. One moment I’d find myself wanting to smash their heads together only to wish I could wrap both of them up in cotton wool and shelter them from pain the next. This isn’t quite friends to lovers, since they only vaguely knew each other before their road trip. It’s definitely not enemies to lovers, although these two do have their moments of hostility. It is most definitely a coming of age story, a tale about growing up and in the process, overcoming long held issues.

The road trip which was Brent’s long-held dream, is off to a very bad start when his best friend, Nathan, tells him he won’t be coming along at literally the last possible moment. The fact that Lowell is more than willing to take Nathan’s place, and thus ensure that Brent doesn’t have to cancel his dream trip, does little to put a damper on Brent’s hurt feelings, or to stop from lashing out against Lowell.

Lowell appears so carefree he comes across as almost obnoxious at times. It takes a while before we (and Brent) realize that his bravado only thinly veils some deeply held insecurities on his part. In fact, it turns out that both Brent and Lowell have one or two issues they need to deal with if they’re ever going to get together. Their personal journey comes with ups and downs—two steps forward followed by one step back, as both young men slowly learn to trust both each other and themselves.

And all of that is set against a wonderful road trip around Lake Michigan. I loved their journey and the opportunity it gave me to ‘see’ a part of the world I’ve never visited. In fact, the road trip was, for me, almost as captivating as the personal journeys Brent and Lowell undertook.

Push & Pull is a wonderful story about growing up, embracing who you are, and learning to trust both yourself and the person you’re falling for. It is such a wonderful description of that time when we leave our ‘childhood’ behind and take our first steps on our adult journey. While there were times when I despaired of both Brent and Lowell, I can honestly say that their journey enthralled me and I found myself cheering them on every step of their way.


I can’t end this review without mentioning Micah. To say he’s a nasty and selfish piece of work in this story would be a gross understatement. He’s so comfortable in his own miserable existence he tries to drag those around him down to his level. If you want to know whether or not his succeeds in that objective, you’ll have to read Push & Pull. As for me, I can’t wait to see how he may or may not redeem himself in the next book in this series. I imagine some serious groveling will be involved, but I may be wrong. What I know for sure is that Brigham Vaughn will undoubtedly turn it into another unforgettable tale.

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Author Bio


Brigham Vaughn is on the adventure of a lifetime as a full-time author. She devours books at an alarming rate and hasn’t let her short arms and long torso stop her from doing yoga. She makes a killer key lime pie, hates green peppers, and loves wine tasting tours. A collector of vintage Nancy Drew books and green glassware, she enjoys poking around in antique shops and refinishing thrift store furniture. An avid photographer, she dreams of traveling the world and she can’t wait to discover everything else life has to offer her.




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Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Guest Post: Brigham Vaughn on Bully & Exit with Excerpt and Giveaway

I’m delighted to welcome Brigham Vaughn and her latest novel, Bully & Exit to my blog today. Sit back and enjoy her guest post, information about the book, an excerpt and the opportunity to win one of three e-book copies of her book. If you’re curious about my thoughts on this book you can find my review here.

Now I'll hand you over to Brigham.

*****

I drew on my own life experience to write “Bully & Exit”.

I became involved in theater in elementary school when I played the queen in “The Princess and the Pea” in a school play.  I went on to become involved in community theater, and in high school, took part in the performances the drama club put on. I was in the International Thespian Society (and yes, I heard allll the International Lesbian Society jokes).

Like Caleb in “Bully & Exit”, I ate, slept, and breathed theater.  I acted in all of the plays while assistant directing two of them.  I took part in set building, costume sewing, and ticket sales.  I was the go-to girl for the guys who needed help applying eyeliner and tying ties.  I lived in that magical space in the west wing of my high school and spent more time there than I did at home.

The drama freaks were my tribe and we banded together against the popular kids.  There was always a weird tension there, and it wasn’t until later in life I realized that in many ways, the popular kids seemed a little in awe/terrified of us.  A group of us went to senior prom dressed in dresses that ranged from medieval times to The Civil War (mine was Colonial America c. 1776).  Several of the football players and cheerleaders approached us and said, “Wow, you guys look amazing but I’d never have the guts to do that.” 

I wasn’t bullied in high school (girls rarely were unless they were actively trying to become popular and I never cared), but I wasn’t out as a bisexual then either.  Everyone in drama club knew—hell, cast parties were where I kissed girls—and it was a safe space.  In some ways, it’s probably easier for girls overall, but the bisexual guys were welcomed too.  And yeah, even then I enjoyed seeing two guys kiss.

I spent endless hours curled up in a pile of people; snuggling, getting backrubs, and enjoying human contact.  I miss that.  I miss a lot about theater, although the online community of writers I’ve found in the LGBTQ romance genre feels like theater people.  There’s a similar sense of open-mindedness and inclusion.  Sure, there are exceptions, but the people I choose to surround myself with are.  I’ve found my tribe again.  Sometimes I miss the snuggles though.

Unlike Caleb, I didn’t pursue a career in theater.  I didn’t think I had the talent and I didn’t want to have a crappy day job to support my career in the arts.  *sighs* Yeah, that worked out.  Don’t get me wrong, I love writing and I think it’s what I was meant to do, but sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I’d pursued drama.  Probably not as an actress, but I think I could have been a very decent director.  I suppose though, in some ways, it’s not that different than writing.  Rather than working with live people, I set stages with characters from my own head using the words on the page.

There are times I wish I could be involved in community theater again. It’s time consuming though and when I love something I don’t do it halfway.  I throw myself in wholeheartedly and immerse myself in it. I can’t do that with writing and theater. 

The backstage and prop loft I described in “Bully & Exit”? Yeah, that was taken from my own memories. The dusty green couch Nathan and Caleb got to know each other on? Yeah, I had dreams about doing that with my high school crush.  We never got our timing right, but we did spend three years flirting awkwardly and this scene from “Bully & Exit” came straight from life.

“Is it always this hot up here?” Nathan muttered.
“Yeah, pretty much.” Caleb looked away, staring at the racks upon racks of costumes from previous shows.
“Seriously, feel this.” Nathan’s hand closed around Caleb’s wrist, gently tugging. Caleb struggled to maintain his balance, and his left hand landed on Nathan’s hip, the other on his chest, palm pressed against the hot, hard muscle there. It should have been disgusting—Nathan was dripping with sweat—but Caleb’s breath hitched, and his eyes rose to meet Nathan’s. Lips parted, eyes locked on Caleb, Nathan’s fingers slipped between Caleb’s. He slowly dragged their joined hands across his chest until they rested right over his heart.

Unlike Caleb, in high school, I never got the guy (or the girl) but oh, did I have fun.  If I close my eyes I can still smell raw lumber, greasepaint, and the dusty smell of velvet curtains.  I can feel the heat from the stage lights and the throat-gripping nerves before every performance. Nothing beats the high of a standing ovation, although a great review comes pretty close. 

It was a joy reliving some of my high school memories as I wrote and immersing myself in the world of theater again was wonderful.   Nathan and Caleb are dear to my heart and I hope you enjoy reading “Bully & Exit” as much as I enjoyed writing it.

****

About the book:

“What happens when the past won’t let you go?”





Summary:

Theater student Caleb Stockwell is ready to leave college behind. Too bad his past isn’t ready to let him go.

With less than a month to go until graduation, Caleb runs into Nathan Rhodes at a house party.  Nathan is a star hockey player for Western Michigan University and finally ready to step out of the closet.  He’s also the guy who broke Caleb’s heart in high school.

Nathan’s determined to make amends for what he did four years ago, but Caleb isn’t willing to risk getting his heart stomped on again.  With only a few weeks left before they go their separate ways, it’ll take all of Nathan’s creativity and help from some interfering friends to convince Caleb to give him a second chance.

Excerpt:

Nathan’s voice was soft when he spoke, gentle as it’d always been. “Caleb Stockwell. I’ve been looking for you.”

Caleb cleared his throat and ignored him, tipping the bottle up for another long drink. He licked the spiciness from his lips as he debated making another run for it. There was a shrub blocking his way in one direction and a hockey player in the other. Even if he hadn’t been drinking, the odds weren’t in his favor. “Nathan Rhodes,” he managed.

“Damn, I can’t believe it’s you!” Nathan leaned in, and Caleb pulled back, uncomfortable with him being so close.

Caleb laughed bitterly. “It’s me. Now that you’ve satisfied your curiosity, you can run along.” He motioned with his hand, encouraging Nathan to leave.

“It’s really good to see you,” Nathan said, ignoring him. He took a seat on the pile of discarded construction materials, his knees brushing Caleb’s as he lowered himself down. Caleb pulled away as if scorched.

“Yeah? Too bad I can’t say the same,” he muttered, his head swimming as the alcohol began to hit him. He eyed Nathan’s long, long legs and the way he was pinned in by them, remembering the way they’d felt tangled with his as they came, panting shallowly against each other’s skin. It brought it all back: the scent of Nathan’s cologne, the taste of his skin, the way Caleb’s heart raced in his chest when Nathan held him close. It brought back the memories, the ones he’d worked so hard to run from. The good and the bad.The sharp, intense happiness of falling for Nathan. The aching, crushing hurt that paralyzed Caleb for months after Nathan was no longer in his life. Everything he’d buried four years ago and vowed never to touch again.

He caught the first glimpse of doubt on Nathan’s face. “Are you okay, Caleb?”

“Oh, I’m motherfucking peachy,” he snarked and took another long drink. “I’ve made it through four fucking years trying to ignore the fact we’re on the same campus, and with barely a month left in my senior year, I thought maybe I’d managed to pull it off. But, no, Lowell had to drag me to this goddamn party, and, of course, you showed up too. Just my luck.”

He raised the bottle again, but Nathan wrapped a hand around the neck and tugged. He was stronger than Caleb, so Caleb let go, afraid he’d end up getting pulled onto Nathan’s lap if he didn’t. Nathan took a drink and passed the bottle back, licking the taste of rum off his lips before he spoke. “You’re so angry at me.”

“Ya think?” Caleb snarled. “Didn’t it ever occur to you I would be? What the hell makes you think you can waltz in here and pretend like all the shit that went down between us didn’t happen?” He tried to stand, but Nathan’s dark denim-clad knees were on either side of his, pinning him in place. The bottle was pried from his suddenly limp fingers and set aside.

“I don’t think that,” Nathan protested. “I was just glad to see you, and I… I wanted a chance to apologize. I didn’t … I wanted …”

Caleb’s lips parted in surprise as cool fingers framed his face, and for the first time in four long years, Nathan’s lips were pressed to his again. Involuntarily, Caleb’s eyes closed, feeling a rush of heat wash over him, taking him right back to the first time. Before Nathan broke his heart.

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About the author:

Brigham Vaughn has always been a voracious reader with her own stories to tell. After many years of abandoned plots, something finally clicked. Now she’s eating, sleeping, and breathing writing and is excited to have finally figured out what she wants to be when she grows up. In the little time that isn’t spent writing or reading, she loves cooking, yoga, photography, and remodeling her ninety-year-old home. Brigham lives in Michigan with her three cats and an amazing husband who has always been her biggest champion.



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