Musical Monday: And the parade of Poly continues (A sneak peak and a revelation about an old story)

 

I swear, when I started making notes on this story I thought it was going to be a pairing, but the truth is, my characters don't like limiting themselves and why should they. There is still a book that I regret not going in the direction the characters wanted, because then my debut novel, Guitars and Cages, would have been poly too. 

Surprise!

The pairing my characters wanted was Connor, Asher and Gage, and I sobbed when I made the decision to let the Gage character pass away in the book, then sobbed more with how much potential there was for that thruple, especially once Asher and Connor made the choice to move to Nebraska, which would have put them on the ranch next door to Gage's. 

It's a mistake that, as an author, I've never allowed myself to make again. I tried to control the narrative. I tried to tell my characters what would be acceptable to the reader, despite how much I wanted to tell that story as a culmination of new and old love. it was a learning lesson, and I'm sure every one of us has a story to tell like that. Some regret we have that we can't take back because the story has been unleashed into the world. 

Of course, people release special editions all the time, add chapters, correct things, fill in gaps and loopholes, but me being me had to go do the one thing that I can't undo without a zombie apocalypse being involved. 

I merched a character. 

The only character out of all of those who were killed off the years who truly, genuinely, did not deserve it. The accident should have been to bring Asher home and bring them back together again, with Asher refusing to let go of Connor either and Conner right there with him every step of Gage's recovery. 

An opportunity lost...but not one I will ever let happen again, so when Logan started pacing in the back of my head, explaining the dynamic to Broken Chorus and how he saw everything going, I welcomed his input with open arms. This rocktoberfest, I will be presenting a redemption arc, and not just for one character either. This is a story about truth, lies, and the strength of friendship. Sex, Love, Fireflies, and Rock n' Roll, that's what Broken Chorus has in store for you, and if there should be a sticky sweet dollop of feels dripping down the edges, just know it was heaped there with love. 

I promised there would be all kinds of reveals on the blog once we got things rolling back in the direction of daily posts. I'm pleased to be able to say that we are there now and I can't wait to see what else pops up in topics of conversation, which I welcome, please, feel free to comment if you'd ever like to know more about a book, or a snippet of something that, please drop me a line, I'll be happy to address it and even make a whole post about it. 

Broken Chorus

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“Are you still sure you want to do this?”

Groaning, Logan buried his face in his pillow and tried to ignore the big man stroking a hand up and down his back, his massive hand pausing to cup his ass and give it a squeeze every now and again.

“Once the rigg is parked in front of that fence it’s going to be impossible to go unnoticed.”

“How many times do we need to go over this?” Logan grumbled as he punched the pillow and tried to mold it to cradle his head.

It was past time to replace the worn-out thing with something massively fluffy and made of memory foam, only he was notoriously forgetful when it came to remembering to pick up comfort items. Maybe because he wasn’t finished punishing himself for his past, which was what Cordell thought he was doing by hiring Vander to be a roadie for this tour.

“As many as it takes to get you to turn around and give up on this bit of insanity.”

“It isn’t insanity, Cor, it’s the right thing to do,” Logan said as he tried to wiggle out from beneath the weight of Cordell’s arm resting across his hips.

Nope.

No escape for him.

The man barely moved now that he had Logan pinned where he couldn’t walk away from the conversation, which sucked, because the longer he was awake, the more he needed to piss and spark up a joint for a little wake ‘n bake.

Was going to be a stressful enough morning without Cordell heaping his misgivings all over it, along with occasional twinges of jealousy whenever Logan mentioned the nature of the relationship he and Vander had shared before he’d been locked up.

Time and distance had changed it, but not the friendship that had been there since they were kids and Vander had declared Logan his big brother, despite a lack of blood relationship or marriage to tie them together.

“The guy you knew isn’t the guy who is going to come walking through those prison gates, you do know that, right?”

“How could I forget when you’ve insisted on reminding me since the moment I told you his release date and that I wanted to be the one to greet him when he got out.”

“I might have been good with that if it wasn’t for the whole bit about hiring him and bringing him on the road with us,” Cordell insisted. “What happens when the dirt sheets get wind of it? Hell, you don’t know that they haven’t already. They could have someone there already camped out and waiting to interview him upon his release and then what, we pull up into a shitstorm and a story that could wreck this tour before it’s even gotten underway. Do you really want to do that to your fans…or the rest of your bandmates?”

“The only way the dirt rags find out what’s going on is if one you fuckers tells them,” Logan said. “And if that happens than the conversation we need to have next is going to be a lot more serious than the one we had about me hiring my oldest friend to work for the band.”

"Would have been a lot easier to accept if it had gone to a vote and not just been you making a unilateral decision.”

“That I would not have needed to make if I’d thought you guys would give him a fair shake and not base your opinions on what you’d read,” Logan said. “It paints a very one-sided picture.”

“Or a truth you were too blind to see because you were too close to him.” Cordell attempted to point out. 

There was a problem with the truth Cordell thought he knew...it was the furthest thing from actuality. Logan should know, he'd been right there to see what was behind the damning light Vander had been painted in.

Taking the fall for a shared mistake ended his once promising career, now he's a roadie traveling with one of the few people who knows who he used to be. It's a secret he clings to even when an unexpected second chance to take the stage presents itself. If jail taught him anything, it was how to keep his head down and stay off everyone's radar. When the truth is unexpectedly revealed, his first instinct is to run as fast and far from that tour bus as he can get. Unfortunately, the past has a way of finding even those determined to cling to the shadows, if only to prove that a broken chorus can still be made whole again.


Broken Chorus is part of the multi-author Road to Rocktoberfest 2024 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see what antics our bands get into next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for. Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!