Please help us welcome author Jere’ M. Fishback today on the tour for his latest release from NineStar Press, Tyler Buckspan. Jere’ is here to talk about being a writer, and there’s also a great giveaway you find all the details about below.
I was a journalist and then a trial attorney in Florida, for many years. I retired at a fairly young age, and then decided to write fiction full time. I began with writing short fiction for publishing houses who were calling for stories for their anthologies. And while I enjoyed writing short fiction, I wanted to tackle something more weighty. So I moved on to novels.
Every writer has a different process for creating a story. Some outline an entire book before writing it. I don’t do it that way. I start out with my main character who is usually facing some sort of dilemma or challenge that will ultimately change his life in a significant way. Then I add other characters: an enemy, a love interest, a best friend, or a mentor. And I try to place the story in an interesting setting.
When I begin a story I have no idea how it will end, or really where it’s headed. That all comes out during the creation of my first draft. People ask me, “How do come up with all this stuff?” And I answer by saying, “I really don’t know. It sort of bubbles up from the creative side of my brain.”
I’m big on detail in creating my scenes. I want my reader to see, hear and smell what my characters are experiencing in each scene.
I want my readers to care about my characters, and that means the characters have to be genuine. I don’t ever have perfect characters, not physically or mentally, because real life is not like that. People are flawed; it’s why we love them.
About the Book
Title: Tyler Buckspan
Author: Jere’ M. Fishback
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: April 10
Heat Level: 2 – Fade to Black Sex
Pairing: No Romance
Genre: Literary Fiction, YA, Lit/General Fiction, Historical, Family-drama, Coming of age, non-explicit, gay, bi, cisgender, homophobia, in the closet, psychic/medium, sports
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Blurb: Fifteen-year-old Tyler Buckspan lives with his mom and grandmother in 1960s Cassadaga, a Florida community where spiritual “mediums” ply their trade. The mediums—Tyler’s grandmother among them—read palms and tarot cards, conduct séances and speak with the dead.
Tyler’s a loner, a bookish boy with few interests, until his half-brother Devin, nineteen and a convicted arsonist, comes to live in Tyler’s home. For years, Tyler has ignored his attraction to other boys. But with Devin in the house, Tyler can’t deny his urges any longer. He falls hopelessly in love with his miscreant half-brother, and with the sport of basketball, once Devin teaches Tyler the finer points of the game.
In a time when love between men was forbidden, even criminalized, can Tyler find the love he needs from another boy? And is Devin a person to be trusted? Is he truly clairvoyant, or simply a con artist playing Tyler and others for fools? What does Devin really know about a local murder? And can Tyler trust his own psychic twinges?
Spring water beaded on Eric Rupp’s shoulders. The drops looked like gemstones, reflecting sunlight. I stood behind Eric, waist-deep in the spring, my arms wrapped about his chest, my hips pressed to his buttocks. We had just made love on a bedsheet; it lay crumpled on the shore. June’s heat had made our sex a sweaty, sticky affair, but now the spring cooled our flesh.
I listened to water drip, to Eric’s soft breathing. My chin rested against the back of his neck, and I buried the tip of my nose in his damp hair.
Since my first visit to Eric’s home, we had made love any number of places: his house, my grandma’s, the spring, and even the backseat of the Chevrolet one afternoon when a thunderstorm raged. I’d never felt so close to someone; I had touched every part of Eric’s body.
His dad owned a tent and sleeping bags. On weekends, we’d often camp by the spring’s edge. We had constructed a fire pit, girding its walls with chunks of lime rock, and thereafter we always burned pine limbs during our evenings there, listening to sap crackle and hiss, watching sparks rise into the night sky.
“Will it always be like this?” Eric asked me one evening.
We lay side by side on our backs in his tent. The mildewed smell of the canvas made my nose crinkle. Beyond the tent flaps, a campfire smoldered. My gaze was fixed on the canvas overhead.
“I hope so,” I said.
Shifting his weight, Eric asked me, “Are you and I queers?”
I cleared my throat. “I suppose,” I said.
Eric turned toward me; he crooked an elbow and propped his head against his hand. “Does it scare you, being…different?”
“A little. We’ll have to be careful, always.”
After draping his arm across my belly, Eric laid his cheek against my sternum. “I think I’m in love with you, Tyler. Is that okay?”
My windpipe flexed, and then my eyes watered.
“Of course it is,” I whispered.
Jere’ M. Fishback © 2017
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About the Author
Jere’ M. Fishback is a former journalist and trial lawyer who now writes fiction full time. He lives with his partner Greg on a barrier island on Florida’s Gulf Coast. When he’s not writing, Jere’ enjoys reading, playing his guitar, jogging, swimming laps, fishing, and watching sunsets from his deck overlooking the Intracoastal Waterway.
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