Long and Short Reviews welcomes K.A. Mitchell who is celebrating the recent release of Bad Influence.
Two gay guys walk into an ice cream parlor…
No, it’s not a set up for a punch line, it’s a scene I wrote for Bad Influence. There’s a story reason behind the conversation they have there, but even choosing their flavors says a lot about them.
I’ve been fascinated—and sometimes appalled—by the recent explosion of savory and sweet ice creams and sorbets. I have yet to try the olive oil and sea salt offered by the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck in NYC, though I hear it’s a feast for the palate.
Many years ago—I think last century, I watched a really cool program on specialty ice cream and when I went out to the West Coast, I tracked down a few locations to try them out. In the east, we weren’t that adventurous at the time.
The question is: are you daring in ice cream like Eli, who chooses Old Bay Caramel Bacon, or more hesitant like Silver, who despite—or maybe because of—all the things he’s experienced is really kind of a home body? Silver would like to choose Just Plain Vanilla for Wimps, but the challenge is too much, and he gets Chipotle Chocolate.
In no particular order, here are the top five ice cream, gelato and sorbet flavors for me.
Rose (ice cream) Perfect combination. Now I want someone to make me some violet ice cream.
Matcha (ice cream) My wife says it tastes like pond scum but I love it.
Pomegranate (sorbet) Perfectly bitter sweet
Earl Grey (ice cream) I’m noticing a tea theme here, oops!
Bourbon (ice cream) Though there’s an alcohol flavored gelato I’ve had in Saratoga that tastes like what I imagine a syllabub tasted like (for you who read historical romance).
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Oh! I almost forgot. I named my fictional ice cream parlor Take Your Licks. How’s that for a punch line pun?
Can a future be built from pieces of a broken past?
Jordan Barnett is dead, killed as much by the rejection of his first love at his moment of greatest need as by his ultraconservative parents’ effort to deprogram the gay away.
In his place is Silver, a streetwise survivor who’s spent the last three years becoming untouchable… except to those willing to pay for the privilege. He’s determined not to let betrayal find him again, and that means never forging bonds that can be broken.
No matter how hard he tried, Zebadiah Harris couldn’t outrun his guilt over abandoning his young lover—not even by leaving the country. Now, almost the moment he sets foot back in Baltimore, he discovers Silver on a street corner in a bad part of town. His effort to make amends lands them both in jail, where Silver plans a seductive form of vengeance. But using a heart as a stepping-stone is no way to move past the one man he can’t forgive, let alone forget….
About the Author: K.A. Mitchell discovered the magic of writing at an early age when she learned that a carefully crayoned note of apology sent to the kitchen in a toy truck would earn her a reprieve from banishment to her room. Her career as a spin-control artist was cut short when her family moved to a two-story house and her trucks would not roll safely down the stairs. Around the same time, she decided that Ken and G.I. Joe made a much cuter couple than Ken and Barbie and was perplexed when invitations to play Barbie dropped off. She never stopped making stuff up, though, and was thrilled to find out that people would pay her to do it. Although the men in her stories usually carry more emotional baggage than even LAX can lose in a year, she guarantees they always find their sexy way to a happy ending.
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