WHEW! Am I ever LATE to this PARTY!
Hello, I’m C.V. Madison! I’m a science fiction, urban fantasy, horror and steampunk author. Most all of my stories are romance. And my characters are a wide variety of sexualities, although two of my releases feature M/M leads. I’ve recently released With Proper Maintenance, a M/M steampunk novella from Jupiter Gardens Press and sometime before the end of the year, I have a M/F ninja story coming out in an anthology from Circlet Press.
By day I am a licensed massage therapist and I like to think I’m pretty good at what I do. I’ve been at my current job for three and a half years. I worked for a Massage Envy for two and a half years prior to that. When I’ve been asked how I got into massage, the answer is always the same: I heard an ad on the radio for my school and thought “I can do that”. I walked in my first day of classes and we did hands-on that very first day. It hit me then. “Yup. This is what I’m meant to do with my life.” All in all, I’ve been a massage therapist for six years and it’s one of those jobs you don’t really see as a job. I go to work and I enjoy what I do. It’s a blessing.
I have a LOT of hobbies.
- I collect resin ball jointed dolls. I have two dolls currently and a long wish list of dolls I’d like to some day own. I write about ball jointed dolls for the Caffeine Crew on Wednesdays (which I will be posting a new article for them shortly!)
- I cosplay. I’ve been a cosplayer for several years now. I’ve done mostly video game characters from Final Fantasy, but I have a Fat Princess costume planned for Ohayocon this year.
- I’m a gamer. I’m planning on running World of Darkness campaigns for the Columbus D20 girls at various conventions. I’m going to drop my schedule up on the webpage as soon as I have confirmation. I know for a fact I’ll be doing Marcon in 2015. I also play World of Warcraft on Steamwheedle Cartel. And I have a thing for Atlus games, specifically Shin Megami Tensei Nocturne. I have yet to get into Persona.
- I crochet. Last Christmas I made blankets for my nieces and nephews. I also make shrugs and sweaters for my ball joint dolls.
- I have a thing for coffee. I worked at an independent coffee house for three years. During that time, I was educated about coffee, tea and Burts Bees products. It’s become a passion in my life as big as massage therapy and writing.
I have participated in National Novel Writer’s Month for the last eight years. I am one of the Municipal Liaisons for Columbus, Ohio. Each November a bunch of us crazy writers get together and write 50,000 words in 30 days. Most of the time we meet at libraries and coffee houses or Panera bread.
I do book reviews for the Yeah Books! blog and Masquerade Crew as well as hosting book tours with Ally Nation and Goddess Fish Promotions. The best place to interact with me is on Twitter. I’m on there all the time.
I don’t know what else to say about myself.
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I’ve been working on a Steampunk submission call from Jupiter Gardens Press. Right now it’s a REALLY rough first draft and unrevised and unedited, but this scene made me giggle. I thought I’d share.
“You don’t have to meticulously clean everything you touch. Will you just put the damned wrench on the damned nut and tighten it down?” Cecil rubbed the back of his hand over his forehead to knock away the perspiration rolling down his face.
“I refuse. I was taught if it can be cleaned, it should be cleaned.” Ethan rubbed the crescent of the wrench with a heavily soiled cloth to remove the remnants of the sealant that leaked from between the pipe fitting and the bolt.
Cecil’s teeth squeaked and he squeezed his eyes tight shut. Behind him a thick line of sealant oozed down the piping. Ethan leaned over the railing and gathered the drops before they could drip onto the machinery below.
“Will you be more careful? If you get sealant into the engine, it breaks down sooner.”
“Those two drops of sealant isn’t going to get into that engine from all the way up here.”
“Are you blind?” Ethan gripped Cecil by the back of the head and forced his head down over the edge of the railing. “What is that big silver and steel thing down there, hm? Is that, or is that not, the engine?”
“Are these pipes over the engine?”
“Well, yes, but–”
“Then anything dripping off these pipes can, in fact, get into the engine. Please, for the love of all things holy, will you clean up after yourself?”
“Two drops of that sealant is not going to cause the engine to malfunction.”
“If it’s only two drops, no. But how many times will only two drops get into that engine? I have counted SIX in the time you have been repairing pipes. And, I might add, your idea to fix them while the ship was in motion is asinine .”
The Layover, an erotic cowboy M/M romance by C.V. Madison from Jupiter Gardens Press releases today, February 6, 2014 is available now. [Get your copy here.]
Security expert and avowed city boy Reno Locke drops into a local bar to find a little loving to fill his off hours. Country boy Wilder Henderson swings in to blow off a little steam after winning a rodeo competition. Locke works up the nerve to hit on Wilder and takes him back to his room. He finds out this urban cowboy is just what he was looking for during his layover.
Hovering near his ear, Wilder nipped at Locke’s lobe. “Is this what you like? Hmm?” His voice was low and gritty. Locke shuddered in response. Something about a low voice purred in his ear like that just did terrible things to him.
“I like it when you talk to me like that.”
Nails raked lightly over his shoulders, drawing down the undersides of his arms and across his chest and belly. “Like this? All intimate-like with me tellin’ you about all the things I wanna do with you?”
Yes. Exactly like that. With that growl in his ear. All he could do was whimper and then moan in response. His skin tingled before the burn set in the pinked lines drawn on his skin. He wanted to prattle on about all the things he wanted. Most of the one night stands or summer loves he picked up were usually vanilla in their approach.
This, however. This.
It scratched an itch, one he wanted filled with everything they could squeeze into one night. He wanted to hurt a little tomorrow to prove it hadn’t all been a very nice dream. He wanted those work-rough hands all over his body. More specifically, he wanted one of them on his ass and the other in his hair. Pull his head back, fill him full and fuck him hard. And once they’d had either a little sleep or a little rest, do it all over again
All the foreplay was damned good frosting on his kinky happy cake.
My short story from the Buckle Down anthology is now a stand alone novella and available from Jupiter Gardens Press, Amazon and Barnes and Noble. If you enjoyed the novella, please leave me a review. It’s the best compliment an author can receive.
As a New Year’s exciting treat, my story The Layover from the Buckle Down Anthology has been featured on Love, Lust and Lipstick Stains! You can view the article here:
If you have yet to read the really amazing stories, you can grab a copy at the Jupiter Gardens Press site. The anthology is also up on Amazon! Pick up a copy of Buckle Down for your Kindle.
My short is slated for individual publication in February. I’ll be posting links for each of the shorts when they post as soon as they’re available. I’m very excited! 2013 ended out with a bang!