Showing posts with label EJ Russell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label EJ Russell. Show all posts

Saturday, September 12, 2020

Is That a Trick Question? by EJ Russel

Thank you, Genre-istas for inviting me back to Romancing the Genres today. The last time I was here (April 2016), I had published two books (one M/M and one M/F), with the release of my third (also M/M) looming the following month.

Now, if we don’t double-count re-releases or include omnibus editions, I’ve got twenty-five published titles under my belt. And you know what? That first M/F book remains the only M/F romance in my entire backlist. My primary couples (with one exception in a currently out of print novella) are cis men, although their sexual orientations run the gamut from pansexual through asexual.

https://ejr.pub/duking-it-out-amz
When Judith suggested “why I write M/M romance” as a potential topic, my knee-jerk answer was “because that’s what was contracted.” Beginning with my third book, I wrote for a publisher that specialized in queer fiction, and for another that only published M/M romance.

But that’s not the only reason. 

I came of age smack in the middle of the second wave of modern feminism--the first issue of Ms. magazine was published two years before I graduated from high school. I’m an introvert who had always been a high achiever in school (sneeringly referred to as “a brain”), and as I hit puberty and entered the scary world of non-platonic relationships, I began to get seriously irritated by the way boys were defined by their success and accomplishments while girls were defined by their looks or their domestic function.

It wasn’t fair, dammit.

Although this implicit gender bias isn’t as pronounced as it was back then—barely a decade past the 50s—it’s still with us today, and any female character you put on the page has an automatic disadvantage because of it. At this stage in our societal evolution, that power imbalance cannot be overcome. It’s baked into all our systems, reinforced by tradition, the media, politics, and interpersonal baggage. When I first began writing romance, I struggled with this dichotomy. I mean, a kick-ass heroine can only kick ass so far—because a hero who allows his ass to be so kicked apparently isn’t “heroic.”

On the other hand, two male characters, while they might have other personal and relationship issues to confront, at least start out on a level playing field with regard to gender expectations. Their relative social power, as a function of their genital configuration at birth, is the same. I found that writing about two men falling in love, besides being fun, was much better for my blood pressure!
https://ejr.pub/silent-sin-amz

But that’s not the only reason either.

My best friend in high school was gay. He came out to me in 1975—and mind you, consensual intercourse between men was still a felony in California at that time, so I was constantly concerned for his safety and well-being. I’ve had countless queer friends over the years. My twin sons are both gay. All of them—not just my family or personal acquaintances, but the whole glittering spectrum of gender identity and sexual orientation in the LGBTQIA+ community—deserve stories that are just as happy, just as funny, just as charming, ridiculous, heart-warming, uplifting, and romantic-AF as any cis heterosexual couple. It’s only fair, dammit.

In my books, everybody is out. LGBTQ+ relationships are first-class relationships like any other—and characters who don’t subscribe to that view are quite obviously Wrong with a capital W. 

I write romantic comedy—both contemporary and paranormal. I write supernatural romantic suspense. I write historical romance. But as far as the question about why I write M/M romance? Yes, I want to write it--I love writing it as much as I love reading it. It makes me happy to tell stories about LGBTQ+ folks finding their soul mates. But when it comes right down to it, the real question is…

Why not?

Multi-Rainbow Award winner E.J. Russell—grace, mother of three, recovering actor—holds a BA and an MFA in theater, so naturally she’s spent the last three decades as a financial manager, database designer, and business intelligence consultant (as one does). She’s recently abandoned data wrangling, however, and spends her days wrestling words.

E.J. lives in rural Oregon, enjoys visits from her wonderful adult children, and indulges in good books, red wine, and the occasional hyperbole.

Find E.J. here:

Facebook group (Reality Optional): https://www.facebook.com/groups/reality.optional

E.J.’s latest release is a tale of the Tokyo Olympics that-might-have-been.
It’ll take more than medals to mend their relationship.
https://ejr.pub/thomas-flair-amz
Diabetic gymnast and team alternate Sol Ashvili had one thing on his agenda when the 2016 Rio Olympics wrapped up—confess to his teammate and best friend Tony Thomas that he’d been in love with him for years. But Tony took a major deduction in Sol’s heart when he jetted out of Rio and turned his back on an almost-finished college degree, international gymnastics meets… and Sol. The first two Sol could forgive—barely. The last? Not a chance.
Tony’s crowd-pleasing, no-holds-barred, high-octane gymnastics style stole its nickname from a legendary gymnastics move—the Thomas Flair. After the 2016 Games, he vaulted into a career as an internet celebrity, specializing in extreme sports and risky stunts. When Tony decides to battle his way into competition shape to earn a spot on the 2020 Olympic team, he has to survive the most extreme risk of all: facing Sol again.

For the sake of the team and the reputation of US men’s gymnastics, Sol and Tony must leave the past behind and get a grip on working together. And as the Games draw closer, they realize that being more than teammates might be the only way they can truly fly high and stick the landing.
The Thomas Flair is available at Amazon on Kindle Unlimited.



Saturday, April 2, 2016

BLINKERED by E.J. Russell

E.J. Russell — certified geek, mother of three, recovering actor — lives in rural Oregon with her curmudgeonly husband. She enjoys visits from her wonderful adult children, and indulges in good books, red wine, and the occasional hyperbole.

NORTHERN LIGHT

Nothing blinds us like the filter of our own experience.

In the late 1970s, I was the assistant manager at a bookstore (we still had bookstores then). At a store party one night, one of the sales clerks (a man, who was making a serious attempt to hit on me) asked whether it bothered me to supervise men.

I was speechless—it had never occurred to me that it was an issue. I mean, the modern feminist movement had existed for more than ten years! (Yes, I was that oblivious, imagining that the battle had been won because from my perspective, I saw myself as his equal.)

Needless to say, attempt at seduction was unsuccessful.

Fast forward to 2010, when, after discovering the joys of reading romance thanks to my first e-reader and a romance bundle that included both Suzanne Brockmann and Jennifer Crusie, I was hard at work plotting a romance series of my own. In the spirit of “write what you know”, my books were set in a summer theater in the Berkshires (I have two theater degrees, and met my Curmudgeonly Husband while we were both working at a summer theater in Vermont).

Six books, I thought, with the first between an administrator and an actor; the second between an acting teacher and the company housekeeper; the third between the set designer and his stage manager husband; the fourth—

Stop. Right. There.

 Because my experience had been diverse in terms of the romantic relationships in the theater community, when I was planning the series, it made sense that at least a couple of the books should be about two men. It was normal for me, normal for the milieu, a reasonable expectation. Right?

In terms of the larger publishing industry, not so much.

When I attended the spring conference given by my local chapter of RWA, Rose City Romance Writers, in 2011, the editors and agents who attended were universal in their disinterest in A) a romance between two men and B) a series that included both M/F and M/M pairings. One editor, from Harlequin, said that Carina might be the only publisher who’d be willing to look at something so outrĂ©. I mean, Suzanne Brockmann had done it inside a big publishing house, but she was a big name, with a wildly popular series, and consequently an exception.

At this time, I had no idea that the LGBTQIA romance community existed. (Experience blindness strikes again!)  It wasn’t until a presentation at an RCRW meeting, when then-chaptermate Cathryn Cade mentioned Josh Lanyon, that I had any clue that a thriving M/M romance market was out there, and that my notion of writing a happily-ever-after love story between two men wasn’t a lonely unicorn.

LOST IN GEEKLANDIA
Thanks to that presentation, I found a wealth of books like the stories I wanted to tell. I also discovered that if you look in the right places, you can find houses interested in publishing those stories. My first official sale was to Entangled—Northern Light, a M/M ghost story submitted in response to a Halloween novella submission call.

Entangled publishes primarily M/F romances, and for at least a year, Northern Light was one of only two books in their impressive catalog in which the central love story was between two men. My second book with Entangled, Lost in Geeklandia, the first in my Geeklandia series, is a M/F rom-com. But the second in the series, Stumptown Spirits (a M/M romance), just sold to Riptide, the same publisher who contracted my M/M Legend Tripping series (which makes me deliriously happy, by the way).

So, just as I imagined with my summer theater stories, I’ll have a series with both M/F and M/M pairings, although they’ll be released by different publishers (one who publishes predominantly straight romance, one who only handles queer fiction). From the perspective of readers looking for a particular type of book, this makes sense—and as an author who wants my books to be discoverable to readers who might be interested, ditto.

E.J. RUSSELL
But for me as a person, as an avid romance reader, as the mother of gay sons, and with many friends in the LGBTQIA communities, I hope that someday, within the little universe of a romance series, it won’t matter whether the primary relationship is between a cisgendered man and woman, or some other pairing. That someday, all readers will be open to—and be able to find—happily-ever-afters for any combination of people in love.

Call me naive, clueless, or hopelessly optimistic.

Although it could be that our experience blinkers simply need an adjustment. ~ E.J.

I hope you'll check out the blurb below for my upcoming novel set in Portland, Oregon!

STUMPTOWN SPIRITS, coming from Riptide Publishing, May 16, 2016

What price would you pay to rescue a friend from hell?

STUMPTOWN SPIRITS
For Logan Conner, the answer is almost anything. Guilt-ridden over trapping his college roommate in a ghost war rooted in Portland’s pioneer past, Logan has spent years searching for a solution. Then his new boyfriend, folklorist Riley Morrel, inadvertently gives him the key. Determined to pay his debt—and keep Riley safe—Logan abandons Riley and returns to Portland, prepared to give up his freedom and his future to make things right.

Crushed by Logan’s betrayal, Riley drops out of school and takes a job on a lackluster paranormal investigation show. When the crew arrives in Portland to film an episode about a local legend of feuding ghosts, he stumbles across Logan working at a local bar, and learns the truth about Logan’s plan.

Their destinies once more intertwined, the two men attempt to reforge their relationship while dodging a narcissistic TV personality, a craven ex-ghost, and a curmudgeonly bar owner with a hidden agenda. But Logan’s date with destiny is looming, and his life might not be the only one at stake.

Find E.J. on her website, http://ejrussell.com, on Twitter @EJ_Russell, or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/E.J.Russell.author