A warm welcome to author J.C Long joining us today to talk about new release “A Matter of Duty”.
J.C. talks about the development of a series, shares an excerpt and there is a giveaway to participate in!
Welcome J.C.
Title: A Matter of Duty
Series: Hong Kong Nights, book 1
Author: J.C. Long
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: March 6
Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 85000
Genre: Romance, LGBT, Gay, kidnapping, Hong Kong, gangs, romance
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Synopsis
Noah Potter has come to Hong Kong to find his missing sister, Lianne, who disappeared after leaving him a voice mail pleading for his help. Unfortunately the Hong Kong police are unwilling to help him, so Noah has to find her himself.
Noah’s search for his sister brings him across Wei Tseng, leader of the Dragons, a group of dedicated men and women willing to do whatever it takes to keep their district safe from the violence and triads that plague the rest of the city’s underworld. Wei is a man of violence but also one of incredible compassion, and his history is one that resonates with Noah, igniting a passion neither man expects.
Together they search for Lianne, a search that will lead right into a conflict with the Dragons’ greatest rivals in the city.
Informational Post #1 – Series Concept Development
I want to thank everyone for following along on my blog tour for A Matter of Duty! I love this story, and am really happy that it’s finally hitting shelves. For this stop I want to talk about the overall development of the series concept, and a little idea of what you can expect from the Hong Kong Nights series.
The characters of the Dragons that you’ll meet in A Matter of Duty in 2015. The idea of telling a multi-arc story, building it from the various perspectives of a group of main characters, it appealed to me very much. I wanted the story to be more than a collection of love stories for various people. Beginning here, with a Matter of Duty, we’re going to see a progressive, coherent story, and along the way get to see some awesome happily ever afters. While each story will be told from the point of view of different men, at least one of them a Dragon, it will be a continuing series in that events in each one will directly impact the next.
The story for A Matter of Duty formed before the series did. I originally perceived Noah and Wei’s romance taking place in Los Angeles, and even wrote several chapters of that story, but it just didn’t work for me. Then the story shifted to Japan, where Wei became a member of the yakuza. But that didn’t work for me, because the Chinese heritage of Wei Tseng’s character was too important to him. And then, like a flash, Hong Kong came to me. A few hours of research cemented it for me, and the story of the Dragons began to form in my head. I was surprised by how quickly the characters came into existence, sharp and realistic and pretty much fully formed. The plot lines of the next books in the series came into existence organically, as I created the Dragons. When I built a character I immediately got a mental snapshot of their love interest, and their story just kind of presented itself to me in a pretty clear road map. It isn’t an exaggeration when I say I know who falls for who and when and what challenges they face in their relationship.
I also want to point out to people who will hopefully fall in love with Noah and Wei here in a Matter of Duty, they will continue appearing prominently in each Hong Kong Nights book, and who knows, maybe–wink-wink–they will return as main characters in a future installment.
I hope you join me on all my blog stops, where you’ll learn more about the world the Dragons inhabit, our characters, and get a few excerpts to get you stoked for the book!
Hong Kong International Airport sat on a small island all its own, like most airports in Asia that Noah had visited. To enter the city proper, one needed to take the metro system or hail a bus or a cab. Noah knew all this when he arrived; he’d prepped for this the moment two weeks ago when he’d tried to call his sister back and received no answer any of the one hundred seventy-two times he’d called over the course of two days. That made him realize he needed to come to Hong Kong and find his sister. He needed to bring her home, if he could.
No, no if—he would bring her home. He’d just stepped off the plane, there must be no doubt in his mind; if he did not have hope, he might as well give up right now.
The interior of the airport’s beauty matched its exterior. Skylights hovering high above his head cast afternoon sunlight down on him, bathing him in its warmth. The architecture was modern, all sleek glass and deceptive perspectives, but even here, surrounded by large numbers of tourists pouring into the city at the end of their summer vacation, hoping to enjoy Hong Kong’s best summer month, he could not mistake this for the West. Everything felt different; a foreign flavor filled the air, swirling in Noah’s lungs and coating his tongue. Announcements made over the airport’s intercoms came in Chinese, Korean, Japanese, and English. The signs read in those languages and more—German and French and Vietnamese as well.
There was a sort of magic to this place, magic he felt being in the airport, not even truly out in Hong Kong yet. The airport dominated a man-made island, and as he took it all in, Noah felt the strangest sense of anticipation. Part of Noah could not wait to see what the rest of Hong Kong felt like once he was out amongst its crowded streets, deep within the pulse of this city with the highest population density on the entire planet. He did his best to repress that part, though; this was no pleasure tour. He was not a tourist like those who passed him, whiling away their Septembers before slipping back to the mundane banality of their lives. He envied them that, wished he could explore the avenues of a new place before slinking back home, back under the thumb of his cold, uncaring father.
Noah had a task to do, though, so he would have to control the wanderlust that gripped him as tightly as it ever gripped Lianne.
He reached the escalator that would descend deep underground to the metro. As he waited, he dug into his backpack, seeking out the crumpled paper where he’d jotted down instructions on how to get where he needed to go, making sure he did not get lost. It was merely reflex, however; he’d committed that paper to memory a week ago.
Noah hadn’t spoken to Lianne right before she left. He’d been angry and made damn sure she knew it. He hadn’t known where in Hong Kong she went, what she’d do when she got there, or even how to contact her once she got there, other than the cell phone—and how reliable would a cell phone be? Hong Kong was basically China, right?
Before she left, though, she’d left information about her flight with their father, along with an address for a room she’d found online. It was in the Eastern District, so all he had to do was find it and see what was going on.
People and their luggage crowded the subway. Though the surface hadn’t seemed so bad, the subway car was stifling hot with so many bodies crammed close together. Noah felt the earlier claustrophobia’s nauseating grips on the corner of his mind and forced himself to focus on the different colorful advertisements all along the upper portion of the subway to distract himself. It was a forty-minute subway ride according to the app he’d downloaded on his phone, and he would have to transfer once he reached a place called Center. He needed to keep it together until he did.
Impulse driving him, he dug his iPhone out of his pocket and stared at it. His background picture was, as usual, a picture of himself and Lianne together. Though she was four years older than him, some people thought they must be fraternal twins since they looked so similar. Both had pale skin that tanned to a beautiful copper in the summer sun, similar brown-blond, almost ash-gray hair, and the same round blue-green eyes they’d inherited from Vivienne Maureen Potter, their beautiful mother.
According to the top of the phone’s screen, he had service—he’d made damned sure he’d be able to use the cell phone once he got here in order to contact his sister. Without consciously choosing to, his fingers hit the call button on his sister’s name. He watched as it said connecting, hoping she would answer the phone, explain that she’d gone off to visit some other place for a few weeks and was back now, safe, and the voice mail was some angry reaction to a breakup with the fifth boy she’d been dating since her arrival in Hong Kong. He prayed she’d pick up, like every other time he’d tried to call her in the last two weeks.
Hands shaking slightly, he brought the phone to his ear. Straight to voice mail, just like every time since he received her message. It didn’t even give him the benefit of hearing her voice, either; it was one of those generic “This number is not available. Please leave a message after the tone” messages. The hope that had been growing in his heart crumbled to dust, just as it had each time before.
It took every ounce of control he possessed not to redial the number immediately, but he managed. A man could only take so much disappointment at a time.
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J.C. Long is an American expat living in Japan, though he’s also lived stints in Seoul, South Korea—no, he’s not an army brat; he’s an English teacher. He is also quite passionate about Welsh corgis and is convinced that anyone who does not like them is evil incarnate. His dramatic streak comes from his life-long involvement in theater. After living in several countries aside from the United States J. C. is convinced that love is love, no matter where you are, and is determined to write stories that demonstrate exactly that. J. C. Long’s favorite things in the world are pictures of corgis, writing and Korean food (not in that order…okay, in that order). J. C. spends his time not writing thinking about writing, coming up with new characters, attending Big Bang concerts and wishing he was writing. The best way to get him to write faster is to motivate him with corgi pictures. Yes, that is a veiled hint.
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