We’re so pleased to welcome author Lynn Kelling back to TNA today on the virtual tour for Arctic Restitution, book three in the Arctic Absolution series. Lynn’s sharing a great guest post with us, and there’s also a giveaway, so be sure to check out the entry details below.
It’s Not a Letter, It’s a Bomb: When One Little Thing Changes Your Whole Life
I started this novel, Arctic Restitution, with a bunch of intentions, and a concept that was completely unlike anything I’ve done before. Right from the start, everything begins with a letter. Of course, it’s not just a letter; it’s the most terrifying thing young ex-con Jaye Larson has ever possessed or encountered—and he’s encountered quite a lot. He’s not easily shaken, or worried.
But the letter? It shakes him to the core.
The letter is a single terrible snowflake that tumbles downhill, collecting mass and accelerating. The flake becomes a snowball, which grows giant, which triggers a landslide, which threatens not only Jaye, but everyone in his vicinity.
The fear behind the letter is a thread that weaves between all of the characters, linking them and tying them to people and choices they’d never fathomed. For me, while writing this story, that small, seemingly harmless envelope was one hell of a fun instigator. It was a hard push throwing everyone out of their comfort zones and sending Jaye’s world into chaos. Though Jaye takes ownership of the letter’s consequences and wants to avoid foisting the responsibility onto anyone else—including his boyfriend, Alaska State Trooper Dixon Rowe—he finds out fast that the momentum has already gotten out of control and won’t be contained.
There’s something beautiful in knowing everything you fight against can be blamed entirely on something so seemingly innocent and banal. While a letter can be held in one’s hands, torn to shreds, burned or lost, the ideas inside it are another beast entirely. I’ve personally experienced the wonder of being able to blame all of my troubles on a single day, or event, or phone call. It’s so tempting to wonder at what could have been, if only for that one dreadful thing that slipped its tentacles around everything it touched and laced them with poison. It’s so easy to look back up from the bottom of the hill, while the avalanche is roaring down upon you, to see how it was all because of one wrong crystalline snowflake.
I have the greatest respect for the power of those moments. Talking about them, living through one with my beloved Jaye to show my readers ways to endure, survive, then thrive, is a testament to our ability to find hidden reserves of inner strength when it’s all on the line. Jaye’s letter and the way it changes the landscape of his life forever—it’s something that happens eventually to all of us, in one way or other. We can’t escape the way fate sends us tumbling in new directions. All we can do is hold on and ride it out to the end when the dust finally settles. We’re strong enough to handle it and are sure to gain new strength from doing so. And, in the end, the story of how it all began can be passed on with profoundest respect for the wonder of sheer possibility.
About the Book
Author: Lynn Kelling
Title: Arctic Restitution
Series: Arctic Absolution, Book 3
Genres: BDSM, Contemporary, Drama, Gay, GLBT, Romance, Suspense
Length: Novel (80,000 words)
Release Date: May 23, 2017
Publisher: Fantastic Fiction Publishing
Buy Links: FantasticFiction || Amazon || Barnes &Noble || iBooks || Kobo
Blurb: As he approaches his twenty-second birthday, the three-year anniversary of the brutal attack in an alley that nearly cost him his life in a few different ways, Jaye Larson thinks he’s left behind the ghosts from his years spent incarcerated, but when he’s delivered a mysterious letter with terrifying implications, old monsters rear their ugly heads. His normal new life in remote Zus, Alaska, with his lover, Dixon Rowe, the heart of a found-family that supports Jaye in ways he’s never before dreamed possible, is threatened by old deals and ties he begins to fear may never be broken. While old alliances strive to draw Jaye backward, Dixon and the rest of their family are called to step up to keep him steady. When the letter turns out to be just the first clue in a chain leading both Jaye and Dixon back inside the walls of the Federal Corrections Institute of Sheridan, Oregon, all of them are left facing carefully-held secrets and terrible new truths that refuse to be ignored.
Jaye Larson is an ex-con with a troubled, terrifying past. Dixon Rowe is a good man in a hard world, a cop with a soft spot for saving bad boys. Things change for both of them the night Dixon nearly arrests Jaye for petty theft and decides to help him go… Well, not straight, exactly. As it turns out Jaye is just Dixon’s type, and Dixon’s interest quickly rises beyond the professional.
As if their growing romance wasn’t complicated enough, Jaye’s history won’t stay behind him, and it turns out that Dixon has a skeleton or two in his own closet. In order to build a future together, the two men have to put the past to rest.
Lynn Kelling draws intense emotion and raw, kinky sex from these characters and their lives, creating a multi-layered romance with deep history and real warmth. She makes Jay and Dixon work hard to earn their happy ending.
About the Author
Lynn Kelling began writing in order to tell stories that aren’t afraid of the dark, don’t hold anything back and always strive to be memorable, forging lasting attachments between character and reader. Her inspiration comes from taking a closer look at behaviors and ideas lurking at the fringes of life—basically anything that people may hesitate to speak of in mixed company, but everyone wonders about anyway. Her work is driven by the taboo in order to expose the humanity within it. Lynn is an artist, designer and lover of any form of creative self-expression that comes from a place of honesty and emotion, whether it’s body art or opera. She has had multiple novels published, has written over seventy works of erotic fiction of varying lengths, and always has several novels in progress.