Blog Tour Stop including Author Interview & Giveaway - Rare by Garrett Leigh ~ BFD Book Blog

Book Name: Rare (Roads, book 2) Audiobook

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19546691-rare

Author Name: Garrett Leigh

Author Bio:

Rainbow Award winner Garrett Leigh is a British writer and book designer, currently working for Dreamspinner Press, Loose Id, Riptide Publishing, and Black Jazz Press. Her protagonists will always always be tortured, crippled, broken, and deeply flawed. Throw in a tale of enduring true love, some stubbly facial hair, and a bunch of tattoos, and you’ve got yourself a Garrett special.

When not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter, cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible. That, and dreaming up new ways to torture her characters. Garrett believes in happy endings; she just likes to make her boys work for it.

Garrett also works as a freelance cover artist for various publishing houses and independent authors under the pseudonym G.D. Leigh. For cover art info, please visit blackjazzpress.com

INTERVIEW with Garrett
Q: Your Goodreads profile states “Her protagonists will always be tortured, crippled, broken, and deeply flawed.” Why?

A: A few reasons, I guess…mainly because I can’t help myself, or perhaps because those are the characters I’m drawn to in real life…the people I empathise with. But I suppose it could also be that those are the books I like to read. The saying “write the book you want to read” must have come from somewhere!
Q: How did you get started designing book covers?

A: By accident. I’ve always had a fascination with typography and photography, and I can’t draw for shit, so I guess this is my way of pretending I’m an artist.

Q: Do you have a favorite cover you’ve designed (I know this is hard because you’ve designed some amazing covers)?

A: Now that’s a tough one because my favourite cover to date hasn’t hit the shelves yet so I can’t tell you about it, but I reckon my favourite one out there at the moment is still Return on Investment by Aleksandr Voinov.

Q: Your profile also mentions your protagonists having tattoos. Do you have any and if so, what do you have?

A: I have 7 tattoos, mainly watercolours…a compass, some flowers, and abstract painting. I also have a very old, ill-advised unicorn on my…

Q: What is your favorite line from ‘Rare’?

A: The very last one. For me, it sums up the whole series.

Where to Find the Author:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/garrettleighbooks

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Garrett-Leigh/484336074987986

Instagram: http://instagram.com/garrett_leigh/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Garrett_Leigh

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: G.D. Leigh

Blurb(s):

Paramedic Pete Adams lived through the year from hell watching his lover, Ash, fall apart, and the precarious balance between work and home is becoming more strained. His heart is always home, with Ash, but the dark side to his job is weighing him down.

Tattoo artist Ash Fagin is recovering from a nervous breakdown triggered by revelations about his traumatic childhood. His battle with mental illness is far from over, but with Pete by his side, he’s feeling good again, so good he doesn’t notice something missing until it walks right into his living room.

Ash believes he’s had enough coincidence in his life, but when a voice from the past comes looking for him, it takes the devastating injuries of the one he loves most to convince him to let a ghost become the family he never knew he wanted.

Categories: Contemporary, Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Romance

Excerpt:

PETE HAD been busy while I’d been gone. I stood in front of the shiny new door to his apartment and wondered for a moment if I’d come home to the right place. Then I remembered the coarse message he’d sent me a few days ago, telling me in no uncertain terms what a bitch the new door had been to fit. A separate message—perhaps an afterthought—told me he’d left a key on top of the frame.

I reached for it and turned it over in my hand. It was silver and shiny. The old one was battered brass, bruised and familiar. It felt heavy in my pocket as I slid the new key into the lock. I considered the fate of the old key now that the door it belonged to was no longer there. Pete said I pondered the strangest things.

The new door swung open with a whisper. It felt odd after two years with a door that crunched like a gearbox. The new door was like a ghost, all shimmery and silent. I wasn’t sure I liked it.

A wry grin crept over my face. Really? Four days without Pete and you’re worried about a door? I took a tentative step forward. The door closed with a quiet click, and this time, I paid it no heed.

I glanced around the apartment. It was quiet and still. No TV, stereo, or signs of life. That was no surprise. I was a few hours early. Despite hating every moment of the flight between Chicago and Philadelphia, I’d caught an earlier plane home. Pete wasn’t expecting me, but I could feel in my bones that he was home. The invisible cord between us pulled me along, and a minute later, I found him passed out in our bed. He was asleep on his stomach, something he only did when he was alone or too tired to notice. It used to make me uneasy—sometimes it still did—but not today. Today his bare back was exactly what I needed to see. I sat down by his head and brushed my fingers over his stubbly jaw. He didn’t stir, even when I leaned down and breathed in the clean smell of his skin.

Pages or Words: 240 pages