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Honorary Blogger Rob Browatzke: A Fluid State + Excerpt!


A Fluid State

by Rob Browatzke

Hey Friends and Family!

Thanks for having me here to talk about “A Fluid State”. I’m particularly pleased with this one, and this guest post tells you why.

The idea for this book started off somewhere in SocialMediaLand. Someone was asking about books featuring gender-fluid kids with straight dads. That’s where this started. It was Patrick’s relationship with his son, Peter, that really inspired this book.  I looked around my own life and saw the huge number of drag queens in it, saw the huge influence of Drag Race in so much of what’s currently pop culture, and I did the math. If Peter was exploring his gender identity, even just as far as dress, he probably would discover Drag Race, and that would lead him to drag queens in his own town.

Enter Andrew, aka Ann Moore. 

What would happen when Peter’s dad met that drag queen, I wondered. I’m sure you’ve all seen about Drag Queen StoryTimes at local libraries and the confusion, anger, and hate that they can breed online. I knew that wasn’t going to be Patrick, aside from the confusion. Of course he’d be a little confused. To find his eleven-year-old son suddenly dressing in skirts and blouses, not to mention having long-flowing hair? What if Patrick found that drag queen attractive before realizing she was a drag queen? What if that attraction didn’t fade when he learned the truth?

Like that, the story of a boy and his dad became this gay-for-you happy-ever-after slow-burn.

I’m not normally much of a plotter, and this wasn’t an exception. I knew it was becoming a romance so I knew that meant at least a happy for now ending, but it’s also my instinct to toss in a lot of grief and anguish and pain to get there. This book was having none of that. Every place I wanted to insert some agony, maybe homophobic comrades-in-arms or an ex-wife freaking out, every single place I tried to up the drama, Patrick and Andrew simply told me, nope. Not in this book, not in this world. We’re here to fall in love, and that’s scary enough without random tragedy intervening.

That’s not to say everything is easy for Patrick and Andrew. Love isn’t easy, at the best of times, and when you factor in a changing relationship between father and son, as well as this first ever same-sex attraction? That road is going to have bumps in it no matter what I do. I mean heck, I’m just the writer. At some point in every story, I lose whatever control I had; it just so happens in this one, I never really had much to begin with. 

As for heat level? This is the sexiest story I’ve written yet. Oh sure, pick up almost any of my other books and there will be sex, and loads of it, but this one? Patrick and Andrew sizzle together, and I hope you feel their chemistry as strongly as I do!

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A Pride Anthem by Rob Browatzke: Exclusive Excerpt!

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Exclusive Excerpt from A Pride Anthem

by Rob Browatzke

Jake was dead. There was no denying it. His funeral, five years earlier, had been standing-room only, and his ashes were in a black urn on the shelf. That was the only sign of Jake in the office though. No pictures of Jake could be found on the walls, either here or at home. His name wouldn’t be found on any of the papers that piled up on Ben’s desk, or on any of the awards and commendations framed on the walls. He was dead, and best forgotten. For the most part, Ben did remember to forget him, and so it came as a complete surprise when Ben woke up to find Jake standing over him.

Jake had died the way many gay men die. No, not AIDS. Many stories exist where gay men die from AIDS, but this is not one of them. No, what Jake had died from had been loneliness. Loneliness, you say? Yes. It is indeed deadly, and many gay men die from it. Sometimes, that manifests as overdose; sometimes, as suicide. In Jake’s case, it had been getting behind the wheel while stinking drunk and wrapping the car around a lamp post. Ben had identified the body, because even though they’d been broken up for two years, their lives were permanently intertwined in the club they owned together. Yes, Ben had gone down to the morgue, identified the body, and certainly never expected to wake up at five in the morning, years later, and see Jake standing at the foot of the bed.

Except, wait! Ben wasn’t in bed. He had fallen asleep on the couch in his office again, something that happened more and more often. Still, home or office, the long-deceased didn’t suddenly appear. Was he dreaming? Blinking and pinching himself didn’t change anything. Jake was standing there looking just like he had in life. Although much more translucent, and had he always had a blue glow? Probably not.

So, he was a ghost. That was clear. Ben didn’t believe in ghosts, or God, or much of anything anymore really. Still, he did believe in what he saw, and he was seeing Jake’s ghost.

Had he been thinking of Jake when he fell asleep? No. He never thought about Jake. Jake was long dead, and by the end of a Friday night on Pride weekend, Ben felt pretty dead himself. When the DJ cut the music at three, Ben had emerged from his office long enough to flood the space with light, sending all the gays scurrying for the exits. Just like happened every weekend. And just like every weekend for the past five years, Ben hadn’t been thinking about Jake when he did it.

He hadn’t been thinking about Jake’s chin dimple. He hadn’t been thinking about Jake’s sculpted torso. He hadn’t been thinking about the way Jake’s pale green eyes stared out from behind his black-rimmed glasses. No, when Ben fell asleep, after the last customer and staff went out into the night before Pride, Ben hadn’t been thinking about Jake at all.
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