A warm welcome to author T.C. Orton joining us today to talk about new release “Campus Life”.

T.C. talks to us about his book , shares an excerpt and there is a giveaway to participate in!

Welcome T.C. 🙂

CAMPUS LIFE

CYOA BOOK 2

T.C. ORTON

RELEASE DATE: 03.22.18

BLURB

A choose your own adventure for adults!

Young, dumb, and full of… You get the picture.

Welcome to Mentis University, your name is Joseph Smith and you’ve been unremarkable all your life. No – really, you’ve been absolutely, unequivocally, insert-smart-word-here mundane since the day the doctor slapped your ass and you let out a sigh. HOWEVER, you did manage to achieve one thing this year – you transferred to a better college. Bravo! (Mentis University has been rated number 2 on Top 10 worst colleges to attend for the last seven years… Guess where you were before this)

Since no one else from your hometown of – insert rural American town here – managed to claw their way out of mediocrity, you decided there was no point in hiding anymore. And thus, at an energetic twenty-one years old, you’re now an openly gay man. Congratulations.

Of course, there’s not much point in being openly gay if there are no gays to be in your opening. So, after spending a few days getting accustomed to your new life, you flopped onto your single bed, closed your eyes, and prayed to the lord… (And you’re still waiting for the day Cher tweets you back)

“Please,” you begged. “Guide me to a man who will treat me right… or pound me like a piece of veal.”

Luckily for you, someone was listening…

Dear Reader

You will assume the role of Joe Smith (first-person, present tense) and guide him through his final year of college. Don’t worry, you won’t be expected to do anything as absurd as learn mathematics, but you will, on occasion, be provided with choices that will impact the outcome of the story.

 BUY LINKS

AMAZON US

AMAZON UK

Hello everyone, T.C. Orton here (or as you may know me on grindr, OpenDoor69) and I’m doing this guest post to shamelessly promote myself and my book. So, assume the position and prepare yourself for some cringy, commercial dialogue, the likes of which will be so cheesy it’ll make the spread on your bagel seem as bland as my ex.

Firstly, a little about me – I hate long walks on the beach, enjoy playing video games and would eat KFC out of a dumpster. And now that you know me better than most of the men I’ve slept with, let me tell you all about this book I’m pimping.

Campus Life is a choose your own adventure book for adults (and it’s gay af). It allows you to follow the generic but witty Joe Smith around the fictional Mentis University and guide him through some relatively big decisions he’ll have to make – such as who he should fuck, and which position he should take. It’s a fun (if I do say so myself), campy, sex-crazed ride that can see you get with one of four men, and lead you to one of fifteen different endings… Until you decide to re-read it over and over again to get the others (which I hope you do).

It’s something that took a while for me to write. There were countless nights I threw shade at my fiancé, countless chickens devoured, countless coffee consumed and at least 3 weight shifts on the scale. It’s a book that would’ve taken a piece of my soul if I had one to take. Hell, I’m still waiting for HP and the crew to turn up with a basilisk fang, but I digress.

My point is (and I’ll get real for a moment now) that this book means a lot to me. My passion for interactive entertain, such as video games, was finally merged with my love of writing. I finally got to creative something that ticked every box I have (and since we’re being real, not even my fiancé does that).

I guess what I’m trying to say is, I don’t think it’s half-bad, and If you’re looking for a light, fluffy, filthy read, then this might be the book for you.

 

 

Before I know it, I’m weaving my way through a swarm of cosplayers, getting handed leaflets for pop-up stores and being bombarded with free samples of anime-inspired cakes. Having so many people crammed into a single room makes the air humid, palpable. The scent of sizzling hotdogs infuses with the buttery popcorn and crepe stands. The body odor oozing from the heavily costumed teens causes me to recoil whenever we cut through a large group, and my shoes stick to the floor every other step like we’re treading through the filthiest of nightclubs.

Man, this place is packed wall-to-wall with sweaty basement dwellers (much like the person writing this book) and hot nerds alike. There’s queues at every booth and tables with D-list voice actors outlining the various manga and comic book stalls. There’s even a makeshift arcade setup with cabinets ranging from 80’s classics to modern VR titles.

So much to do, so much to see, and yet the one thing that draws in my gaze is the beaming grin on Kai’s face. He looks elated to be here, and I think a part of that has to do with me being here with him…At least, I hope so.

“How many of these have you been to?”I ask, loudly, trying to speak over the cheers and laughter that fill the room.

“This is my fifth!”he calls back, pulling me along by my wrist as he leads me to the comic stalls. “What do you think?”

“I think it’s…lively,” I reply, getting a whiff of unwashed armpit as I squeeze myself between two burly men.

Gag. People should only be allowed to smell like that mid-orgy.

We continue trudging our way through the crowd when suddenly, we’re swallowed by the shadows of the bookstacks and the thousands of comics they hold. Kai releases me mid-aisle and dashes toward a specific pile of pricy-looking omnibuses, and I linger behind him, appreciating his bulbous buns and thinking of all the things I’d like to do to him.

“Have you read Crisis on infinite earths?”he asks, flicking through the pages of said book.

“Erm…”

“What about The killing joke? Or Secret wars? Or Infinite crisis? Did you read the Alias comics before Jessica Jones went to Netflix? Oh –oh, have you read the original Civil War? They changed so much, but I get it. I don’t think they’d ever be able to do a proper adaptation even if they had all the rights to their characters back.”

Born January 6th 1993, T. C. resides in the United Kingdom, living with his partner Peter Jones and their dog, Drake.

T. C. has had a passion for supernatural stories from a young age, often scribbling down his latest ideas instead of focusing on whatever task was at hand during the long school days. At the age of twelve, he penned his first romance story featuring himself and the boy he had feelings for set in a fantastical land full of werewolves and wizards. Ever since that day, T. C. has made it his mission to entwine his leading gay protagonists with epic paranormal adventures.

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