Saturday, July 9, 2011

Special Guest, Lisa Worrall

Today I have special guest, Lisa Worrall, author of A Nanny for Nate. Lisa's here to tell us about a couple of great anthologies. Read on to find out how you can win a copy of your own. 

Thank you to Pender for letting me pop by and bore you all senseless

The books I’m here to tell you all about today are in relation to the LGBTQ UK Meet I am attending on the 22 July. Basically, two days in a hotel with lots of women, and men, who read and write LGBTQ.

I must confess that I have been to several conventions – okay, lots of them, I’m a convention whore – but those conventions have usually centred around my favourite TV show on the CW, Supernatural. Because obviously I admire the work of the central actors, Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles and our very own registered lunatic, Misha Collins – it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I get to stand next to them for two days and giggle like a fourteen year old hormonal freak – while drooling over the pretty. Absolutely nothing *blushes* *cough* *avoids gaze*

I don’t, however, have any intention – as far as I’m aware – of behaving in the same manner at my first writer’s convention. I’m not entirely sure that RJ Scott and Sue Brown would want me staring starry eyed at them and giggling every time they spoke to me, while flapping my hand in front of my face like a Victorian maid with the vapours.

I am, however, really, really excited to meet all of the wonderful authors I have met both in the flesh and on line. Plus the bonus of hearing them talk about their craft and picking up much needed pointers for myself. And also to get me out there – to promote the meagre offerings I have accumulated and hope that I attract some attention. It’s a fabulous opportunity to meet a bunch of like-minded people who are willing to share their talents. But it’s not just for writers – we would hope that just as many readers are interested in meeting their favourite authors and having the opportunity to get their very own signed copies of their favourite books.

I cannot wait and despite the sniggers from RJ Scott, Sue Brown and Chris Quinton, it has nothing to do with the mention of alcohol in the evenings....

There are two anthologies released in connection with the UK LGBTQ Meet in July. Both of which I am lucky enough to have been chosen to contribute to:

A revealing collection of short LGBT fiction, available free of charge from Smashreads
Enjoy this entertaining collection of flash fiction stories, and their short and sweet expression of what it means to be queer in Britain, past and present. All these stories reflect the iconic sights and national character of the British Isles: a taste of our idiosyncrasies and eccentricities, but also an unashamed representation of the love, loyalty and laughter of our people.

British Flash is available for free download at

Nope – it’s not a typing error – it’s free!

Including a wide range of style and subject, this is the perfect way to sample different authors and to find both existing and new favourites. Follow the British way of life from historic villages to modern cities, from the countryside to the sea, through history and with a fantasy twist, in gardens, churches, campus and the familiar, much-loved local pub. The stories cover universal themes of romance, desire, remembrance and reconciliation. The authors range from multi-published to up-and-coming, and they all share a passion for their characters, whether through great drama, erotic excitement, humour -- or a combination of all three!

Here’s a little excerpt of my contribution – and I have one, yes ONE, e-copy of the anthology to give away, so come on over to and leave a comment and you could be the winner of my one and only freebie copy

Frozen Angel by Lisa Worrall – Tea and Crumpet Anthology

He had no idea how long he had been sketching when a shadow fell across his pad and a deep voice said: “Wow.” Looking up, Joe’s breath hitched in his throat for the second time that morning. The blue eyes that met his were the same colour as the sky above him. Blue eyes that were surrounded by long pale lashes in a face so breathtakingly beautiful that, for a moment, he wasn’t sure if he’d been sitting in the sun for too long and was hallucinating.
Um...thanks,” he said staring like a complete knob, when the vision shook his shoulder length blond hair and smiled brightly, revealing slightly crooked white teeth. Not that the slight imperfection made him any less of a vision. In Joe’s opinion they only amped up this man’s undeniable hotness.
I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to make you jump,” the man said, holding his hand out palm up in a placating gesture. “I’ve been watching you for about half an hour. You were miles away.” At the widening of Joe’s green eyes, he shook his head quickly. “Shit! No, no, I didn’t mean it in a stalkery, axe murdery kind of way. I just like to watch – oh bollocks,” he huffed out a laugh when Joe’s lips twitched. “I’m not doing a very good job of convincing you I’m not a serial killer, am I?”
Not really,” Joe said, unable to prevent his mouth from curving into a full smile. “Keep going though. I’m enjoying watching you put your foot in your mouth.” Taking a deep breath and in a move much bolder than he was used to making, he held out his hand. “I’m Joe Roberts.”
Ryan,” Blue Eyes replied, shaking Joe’s hand firmly. “Ryan Parker. Do you mind?” He waved a hand at the grass beside Joe.
No, ‘course not,” Joe replied with a brief inclination of his head and pretended to turn his attention back to his pad. He definitely wasn’t watching the way the muscles in Ryan’s lithe body bunched and moved beneath his T-shirt when he took his jacket off and laid it on the ground. Neither was he openly staring when the man sat down next to him and stretched long – really long – legs out in front of him, thigh muscles swelling beneath the denim of his jeans as Ryan crossed his ankles. Although he would possibly admit to maybe dribbling just a little when Ryan lay back on his elbows and lifted his beautiful face to the sun – and he did almost drop his pencil when Ryan made a contented whimpering sound in his throat that Joe was sure could be classified as pornographic. At least his cock certainly thought so, as it suddenly stretched and took an interest in proceedings.

Lisa Worrall writes for Silver Publishing, Dreamspinners and Torquere Press and you can find her at:
FB: Lisa Worrall Author
Twitter: Lisa_Worrall

Wow,  Lisa. I didn't know you were a Supernatural fan, but then with Jared and Jensen, who isn't? :)
I enjoyed the British Flash Anthology. I'll definitely have to read Tea and Crumpet too. Thanks for a great blog. Readers, don't forget to stop by Lisa's blog and leave a comment. You might be the lucky winner. 


  1. Great blog Lisa!

    I know all of you gals should have a great time.

    Wish I could be there.

    We have our own convention here in New Orleans. Im really looking forward to it!

  2. God - New Orleans! I wish I could be there!

  3. @Lisa Worrall

    *sigh* I wish I could be there, too. But you'll have a grand time - and I'm sure Sue won't mind if you giggle a little. :D