Tag Gregory's Blog

Thank you all for taking the time to read and review my new book, Art Therapy. I'm having so much fun reading all your reviews. Glad to see that the book is finding so many fans.

The book is now available for purchase on all platforms (Amazon/Kindle, iBooks, B&N, Kobo, and a few others). If you really liked the book, might I also ask that you check with your local library and see if they'll add it to their collections; I've made it available on several library platforms as well.

And, in case anyone is interested, I've posted some pics that I used to inspire my writing, as well as some wonderful photos of the 'Pipe People' on my website: www.KinnetikDreams.com (Look in the 'Most Recent' listing for my story).

Happy Reading!

TAG
Art Therapy

I'm VERY excited to announce that my next book is now available for pre-order on Amazon/Kindle.

Art Therapy is Book #1 in the new series, Rooms For Romance. This series is set in my hometown, Portland, Oregon, in a kitschy hotel that was formerly an abandoned elementary school. Every book in the series will focus on a different couple, all of whom are brought together by the hotel. I think you're going to love it.

The first book, Art Therapy, is centered around one of the artists who is helping to decorate the hotel prior to its Grand Opening. Jayce needs a little extra practice with his kissing skills and he manages to talk the outside PR guy brought in to manage the hotel's marketing into helping him with some private 'therapy' on the side. Of course things get hot and heavy after that, because this is a romance after all.

You can pre-order a copy of the book at the link. Happy Reading, All!

TAG
Art Therapy

Yay! My very first Audiobook is now available on Audible! I can not tell you how THRILLED I am about this. This has been a bucket list item for me for a long time. To actually HEAR one of my stories read aloud makes all the butterflies in my tummy go flittering around like mad.

Thank you to my co-author, Lily Marie for helping to make this a reality. Lily also did the beautiful cover art for the audiobook, so make sure to check it out.

Thank you also to our narrator/producer, William Pierre, for lending us his sultry voice.

If anyone wants to listen and review for us, please send me a message!

Enjoy!

TAG

I just hit the button to send my first Audiobook off to ACX for review! I'm sooooo excited. This is one of my biggest bucket list items ever - to hear one of my stories read aloud! I just can't wait.

We should have official publication information for you in the next few weeks.

Stay tuned! Stylite: Mystery

This blog post was written by my co-author, Lily Marie, about the experience of working on our latest novel, Time Cures:

Writing with an American
By: Lily Marie


Writing a series of books definitely has its challenges. Making it compelling, rounding out the characters, following a timeline, and all the other fun factors that comes with it. But, add into the mix a pandemic, your sister and nieces moving into your small house during a nationwide lockdown, homeschooling said munchkins, and everything just gets even more complicated.

But none of these come close to the complexities of writing with an American! Hear me out here...

We speak the same language - English obviously - but do we write the same? No, we really don’t!

Those subtle differences in accents and culture, between us, bring different flavours to the mix. Sorry, I mean flavors . . . See what I mean?

Did you know we put commas in different places? Literally, grammatical non negotiables that have been drummed into me since school, obliterated. Don’t even get me started on the Oxford comma and how much I hate it, but I mentioned that once to Tag, my writing partner, and it was as if I had personally offended her and her entire family.

Another great example of the struggles we had was when simple everyday sayings were very subtly different. I remember once where Tag had written ‘he couldn’t get a word in edgewise’ whereas we say ‘edgeways’. We went back and forth editing it when the other ‘corrected’ it, until we realised it was a language difference.

Another one which looks totally wrong to my British eyes is ‘then and there’ instead of ‘there and then’. I know It’s such a small difference , but when you’re used to saying it one particular way, it sounds so wrong to your ears to say it any other way.

And don't even get me started on the days and days we spent arguing over what to call the type of pasta used in Beef Stroganoff. Tag INSISTED it had to be served on a bed of noodles, but for us ‘noodles’ are something in an asian stir fry. That type of pasta is called spaghetti. Apparently, though, none of our American readers would have understood what we were talking about so that too had to be changed. You people don’t even eat the same foods we do (mmm beans on toast.)

And then there were times I had to Google a word because I hadn’t heard it before, or it wasn’t used in the same context. Slang phrases, especially those from past eras, are difficult to translate from American to British. But when you’re writing a time-travelling story, those slang phrases come up more often than you’d expect and cause ongoing editing discussions.

Eventually I realised that I needed to Americanise my writing to make our lives easier. Especially as we couldn’t mix the two writing styles together, it just wouldn’t work. Plus, the main characters in our stories were Americans, albeit living in London, so it made sense to let them speak in a more American way. So we had to push through to write ‘as one’ and that meant me having to learn to speak ‘American’.

Even beyond the inherent language difficulties, this story is heavy on dialogue, with a lot of those passages involving British or Irish dialects. You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to figure out how ‘dialect-y’ to make a sentence while also negotiating how to Americanise a cockney rhyming slang phrase or an Irish accent. Writing accents is hard enough, especially when you’re writing characters from fifty or so years ago - you have to balance making it ‘sound’ authentic without overloading the readers by including too much odd phrasing, strange grammar, and nonsensical abbreviations - all while still making it comprehensible to American readers. Now THAT was a real challenge.

I wasn’t the only one that had to change how they wrote. Tag also had to attempt to write for some of our British characters and I would have to go in and try and decipher what she was trying to say - and, I admit, I would picture her reading out the characters words as she wrote in a delightful Dick Van Dyke style accent.

Hopefully, we managed to reach some kind of happy middle ground in our story, though.

Another obstacle that got in our way from time to time was that the two of us were living in completely different time zones. A huge eight hour time difference sometimes meant the flow stopped flowing... then flowed again when one of us woke up. Luckily I keep rather unsociable hours, but there’s nothing like pitching a brilliant idea that you can’t wait to share with your partner, and then having to wait hours upon hours to see if they think it’s as exciting as you believe it to be.

Overall, this has been an incredible experience. I’ve always been a storyteller and loved everything America, so writing as an American has been an honour... honor?

We’ve loved creating these characters and taking this journey with them… As well as with each other. My ‘American’ is coming along nicely, I think. And next time I visit the States, I bet I can navigate the language even better than before. Or not. But it’s still been fun exploring all those differences.

Coming Out as A M/M Romance Writer
By Tag Gregory

It’s one thing to have a hobby writing on the side. Isn’t that everyone’s dream: to write the great American novel someday, be discovered by a publisher, and rocket to fame and fortune so great you can quit your day job? Walk into any US cafe or coffee shop on the weekend and you’re almost guaranteed to find at least one intent-looking writer intensely hammering away at her or his laptop as they tap out their next chapter. Well, maybe that’s not everyone’s dream, but it’s at least commonplace enough that you meet like-minded, wanna-be novelists pretty much everywhere you go.

I’ve been one of those coffee shop writers for almost a decade now. I took up writing for pleasure - as opposed to the decades I’ve spent writing for work or school - after getting pissed off by the unsatisfying ending of one of my favorite television series. I was so upset by the way the story ended, I just couldn’t let it rest. I ended up online, joining chat groups, discussing the symbolism, pining for more, and just generally grousing. That led, inevitably, to fanfic sites where I, like the thousands of other like-minded, pissed off viewers, could pretend the story hadn’t really ended, or at least, hadn’t ended the way it had.

I lurked and read and watched fan vids and just hung out on the fringes of that world for more than a year until one night, when I couldn’t sleep, I was visited by a plot bunny of my own. It was just this little spark of an idea. It wouldn’t go away though. I was forced to get up at two am, grab an old college notebook, and spend the next two hours scribbling down the whole outline for my new story. I spent the next week writing like mad, finishing a 62,000 word story in record time. And it was a pretty damn good story too, if I do say so myself.

Writing that story was fun. Writing for pleasure was something I hadn’t ever experienced before - at least not in that way. Even better was the reception my baby received when I finally got up the courage to post it on a fanfic site. People liked it. They really liked it. I was accepted.

I was hooked on writing from that moment.

I’m sure my story about how I started writing isn’t all that unusual. A lot of other authors got their start in similar ways. The twist here, I suppose, was that the stories which seem to excite me the most are all stories involving two male characters. I just can’t write straight sex scenes for some reason. I’ve tried. They come off flat and uninspired. They’re boring. Straight sex just doesn’t seem to do it for me. But give me to two hot, male bodies doing unspeakable things to each other and I’m on it. Of course I wound up writing stories with predominantly gay characters.

But romances? If you knew me, you’d realize how odd that is. I’m just not the romantic type. I’m boring and sensible. I’m down to earth. If you saw me you’d think I was the non-fiction type; dry treatises on fungal growth or something like that. Definitely NOT romances.

Confession time, here . . . I grew up secretly reading Harlequin romance novels.

I mean, I’ve always been an avid reader, and I went through a long period of reading all the classics too, but for some reason I can’t explain, I always ended up gravitating back to the blouse-ripping pages of romances. I read my first ‘forbidden’ book when I was in middle school - The Harrad Experiment - a beat up old paperback novel I’d got from a slightly older friend. I was scandalized and intrigued in equal parts. I snuck a lot of those kinds of books into my reading list over the years, to be honest. However, since those kinds of books weren’t easy for a child growing up in rural American to get their hands on, though, most of the time I was relegated to the more tame Harlequin series. I don’t think anyone even wrote gay romances back then, and if they did, I certainly never read one.

The problem is that I was raised to look down on that kind of pulp-fiction nonsense. I was told that Shakespear and Homer are the epitome of literature. In school we were force fed James Joyce and Ernest Hemmingway. I spent one whole summer while travelling slogging through Tolstoy’s War and Peace, cover to cover. And, don’t get me wrong, I loved all those stories (well, except for Joyce - I can’t stand Joyce), but when I was in the mood for something purely entertaining, I would always - ALWAYS - gravitate back towards something romantic. It was my guilty little secret.

Needless to say, once I started writing in earnest, I didn’t run out and tell everyone I knew that I - the former literary snob - was now spending every non-working hour I had writing *gasp* romance stories. Not that I was embarrassed, per se, I just didn’t think anyone other than me and my merry band of internet readers would enjoy my stories. It was a private hobby. I didn’t need to share, right? I only did it for my own pleasure so why would I bother telling anyone else. It wasn’t even that I was writing romance stories, though, but that I was exclusively writing GAY Romance stories.

Don’t get me wrong, my friends and family are all, for the most part, open-minded and liberal. My father was gay back before Stonewall when you didn’t dare come out of the closet no matter what. I’ve been involved with the LGBTQ community for years. It really wasn’t about the gayness of my writing, but rather about the romance-ness of my writing. That’s the part nobody could quite get their heads around. Gay romances just seemed to be one step too far.

So, for the most part, I kept my hobby to myself for the first few years. My family was generally supportive even though they obviously didn’t understand this new obsession. My relatively conservative parents were a little lost by the whole endeavor, but tried to remain positive. My kids basically grew up knowing that their parent was writing smutty romances they weren’t allowed to read. Neither of them read my stuff even today. My daughter once told me that she was happy to see me being passionate about something, even though she didn’t understand it - or really even WANT to understand it - at least back then.

It wasn’t until I decided I was going to write a book that I could actually publish that I finally decided it was time to come out of my literary closet.

In 2017, when Lily and I started writing Time Blitz for the NaNoWriMo competition, we agreed that, if it was good enough, we would publish this story. We’d been talking about the story, researching it, and planning it for several months by that point. It was a good story and we knew it would be even more fun to write than our usual stuff. Maybe it was good that we were publishing neophytes, because it meant we didn’t hold back on any of the sexier parts of the writing even though we were going for a plot-heavy story that went way beyond the typical M/M romance tropes. What did we know about genre limitations? And we couldn’t be more proud of how that story turned out.

When it was done, we knew we wanted to publish it right away, damn the consequences. Only, publishing a book in the real world is a little different than posting your fanfic on a website. There’s marketing involved. You have to tell people about your stories to get them to read them. Plus, I was pretty excited about my new achievement and I finally WANTED to start telling people that I was an author. I had created this amazing thing. I was a published author and I had written a great story that they would all love if only they would give it a try. Lily and I really ARE amazing storytellers. We write the stories that we would want to read, if only someone else had written them first. But since nobody else had, we did it.

So I ‘came out’ - first to my extended family and then even to my real life friends and coworkers - announcing to the world that I write gay romances. Me. The otherwise unremarkable and totally level-headed lawyer/scientist. I write stories filled with wild flights of fantasy, impossible plotlines, unbridled romance, and, yes, totally dirty, nasty, crazy-wild smutty sex scenes. GAY SEX SCENES. I do that. I write all the sex I can and I love doing it.

It was a little scary at first to admit all that in public. I was so worried about how people would see me. I was worried that it would affect the way my co-workers related to me. But, so far, barring the few internet trolls who are summarily blocked and forgotten, I’ve only had positive responses to my coming out. Apparently, it’s okay to write smutty gay romances. Who knew?

My parents still don’t really understand why I’m writing that kind of story. My sister, on the other hand, has been my biggest booster; she is the first to buy every single book and writes wonderful reviews. My friends and co-workers, for the most part have been verbally supportive, although I don’t think very many of them have been brave enough to actually read any of my stories. However a few have and, of the ones courageous enough to try one of my stories, they’ve all said wonderfully nice things. I’ve even gone so far as to ask a few of my straighter friends to beta read a story or two. Even they’ve been supportive, although I’ve been told by one that she just skips over the sex parts. I’m good with that. The rest mostly just say how cool it is to know someone who wrote and published a book, regardless of the genre.

Even my kids are excited and happy for me these days. My kids not only brag on my writing and boost my social media posts on their own pages, but even funnel their friends to my books. I’m the cool parent who writes gay erotica. My kids get a certain amount of street cred from that kind of association. I gotta admit, I rather like being bragged about to my kids’ friends. And now that daughter is an adult, she says that growing up with me and my writing has definitely made it possible for her to express her own sexuality more freely. So I guess I have that going for me at least; my secret gay romance obsession didn’t toally screw up my kids. Yay?

Lily says her family’s reaction was similar. Her friends and family were mostly just confused. Why would she choose to write THAT of all things? Why not write straight romances, since she already had experience with that genre. Or maybe work on that children’s book she’d been planning for years. But once they got over their confusion, they were just as supportive.

So, yeah, I’ve come out as the person who writes gay romances and it’s surprisingly good. I no longer hold back when telling people what I write. I may still blush a little when I explain that my latest book is a gay, time-travel, romance, but I no longer hold back. I put my writing credentials in my bio at work and added it to my professional resume. I even post announcements about my book releases on the company intranet. I’m free to be my crazy, LGBTQ, romance-loving self and it’s all good.

This is me. Bring on the gay romance! I’m gonna go out there and proudly write all the gay kissing I can cram into every story. Let me tell you all about the nights at the bath houses and the hook ups in the back rooms of clubs. The Grindr pickups. The tricking, the threeways, and maybe even an orgy or two. I will not hide behind a polite ‘fade to black’ scene. I will proudly write every single gay sex encounter I see in my imagination and I will give you all the hot and sticky details. And then I’ll crow to the whole world about how great my book turned out.

Because I’m out, baby. I write gay sex books and they’re amazing. You should definitely read them.

Strange Browser History
By: Tag Gregory


What’s the difference between a serial killer and an author?

Well, if you’re judging them by the search history that comes up on their computers, not much.

In the decade or so that I’ve been writing, I’ve pretty much researched everything. That’s not much of an exaggeration, either. You name it and I’ve either researched it or I’ve asked someone else about it. Because that’s what a meticulous writer, who’s lived a relatively sheltered life, does. We research the crap out of stuff so we can write about it more convincingly. And it doesn’t matter if that ‘stuff’ is about how to knit a sweater or how to kill someone without getting caught. It’s really all the same thing to us authors.

This, of course, reminds me of the give and take in the writing community between ‘own voices’ vs. imagination. Don’t get me wrong; I’m a 100% supporter of ‘own voices’. Traditionally marginalized groups SHOULD get more representation in the literary world. I would never argue against that proposition or begrudge a person from an underrepresented group writing about her or his own experiences and getting their work recognized.

But, in my personal opinion, there’s still a place in the writing community for imagination too. Nobody should be arguing that an author can’t effectively write about something outside their lived experience. Because, as long as I can imagine it, I can write about it. That’s the best part of writing, to be honest; the celebration of imagination. It’s all about getting to the essence of the creativity of the author. With the magic of research, I can be anyone or anything I want to be. It’s all about translating that spark of imagination into a reality you form with your words and your intellect and your curiosity through the medium of your research. And that’s what makes it fun.

I mean, Stephen King isn’t a psychopathic killer - or at least I don’t think he is - but he writes a damn convincing murderer. And I don’t think J.K. Rowling is really a wizard either. So you shouldn’t be giving me a hard time about writing scenes set in a gay bath house in the 1940s. I may not have lived in that time or seen those sights with my own eyes, but I’m one hell of a great researcher, and I can and do write about anything and everything I can discover through my research.

With a library card and an internet connection I can write anything.

You don’t believe me? Well, here’s just a short list of some of the crazy things I’ve had to research over the years...

I mentioned before that I’ve researched how to kill people. I’ve done that for more than one story, so the methods I’ve read up about span the gamut from the damage a bullet does to the human body, to blunt force trauma, to poison, to how fast anaphylactic shock sets in if you’re dosed with something you’re allergic to. Because of this morbid bent, a lot of my characters end up in the hospital - repeatedly - so I’m always looking at medical websites to figure out how to treat them, whether they’ll die from whatever injury or illness I’ve given them, and how fast they’ll take to recover. Along the way I’ve had to know about the history of vaccines, when the first x-ray was taken, how an iron lung works, and what first aid kits looked like in the 1940s. I spent one whole evening researching infectious disease control measures and the history of virology. I know the entire history of how CPR was developed. I know all the symptoms and treatments for both OCD and PTSD. I’ve written a lot of stories centered around abuse, so I’m pretty much an expert these days on everything including physical, mental and narcissistic abuse. I don’t know why I love torturing my characters so much, but I really should learn to write at least one story that doesn’t involve a hospital.

I’m a total perfectionist, so I’m constantly looking at maps of the settings for my stories. I love maps. I especially love interactive maps. When we were writing Time Blitz I spent days playing around on this amazing interactive map that shows where every single bomb was landed in London during WWII. And I don’t even want to calculate how many hours I’ve spent on Google Street View looking at places I can’t go myself. I’ve calculated the exact distances between buildings and city blocks and cities and continents. I’ve even drawn my own maps of places that didn’t quite exist in reality. I’m not above using real life places while also augmenting them with additions I make up to fit my plots. So, while I often work off real photos - thus making sure I describe something as meticulously as possible - I’m not above embellishing where needed. I’m so hung up on place settings and maps and locations, though, that I’ve flown all the way across the country to take pictures of buildings I plan to use in my stories and walk the streets of a city just to make sure I soak up the correct ambience.

My research isn’t limited to physicalities. I research pretty much anything that comes across my computer as I write. I’m such a nerd. I once spent an hour researching the history of M&Ms. I’ve researched architectural styles. I’ve researched the history of various schools of art. I’ve researched art school and the typical curriculum particular schools offer. I’ve looked up the names of the US Senators from Pennsylvania back to the 1950s. I’ve had to search for the names of various styles of dress and styles of eyeglass frames and who makes designer wristwatches and where you buy vintage suits and how long Burberry has been in business. I know when the first showers were put into hotels and when en suite bathrooms became popular. I once had to look up when photo booths were invented. I’m an expert in how tall a stack of $5,000 worth of $100 bills would be. I know the RAF’s motto - Through Adversity To The Stars. I know the most popular Sikh boys names in 2017. I looked up the release date of Fantasia and what the top grossing films of 1941 were and the name of the best selling novel in 1956. I even watched about a million hours of videos of swing dancing so I could write about it. And, yes, all these things are tediously esoteric, but I get off on this kind of stuff, so sue me.

Perfectionist that I am, I even research all the sexier parts of the stories I write. Because I wouldn’t want to write a sex scene that involves multiple partners and have it come off as unrealistic. So, yeah, I watch my share of porn - but only for educational purposes. *Wink* I’ve read ‘The Joy of Gay Sex’, The Kama Sutra and articles on tantric massage. I’ve also researched the history of condoms and, specifically, what types and brands of condoms were available in WWII. I’ve researched all sorts of STDs. I spent almost a week reading a detailed history of the AIDS epidemic. I’ve read books about what it was like being gay in various eras and how homosexuals were treated throughout history. I’ve spent many facinated hours researching the history of sex toys, and learned so much, you wouldn’t believe it. And, just to make sure that I’m accurately describing what I’m writing, I’ve drawn diagrams (using stick figures, because I’m not that artistic) to work out kinky sex scenes and watched YouTube videos of judo throws to see just how a man’s body would work and how his muscles would flex in specific scenes. I know, it’s tough work, but somebody HAS to research these things. I wouldn’t want to get any of it wrong.

The Time Adventures Series - because they are time travel stories - have been especially interesting for a born researcher like myself. I’m in seventh heaven here, folks. I literally can’t get enough of researching and writing these books.

For the latest book, Time Cures, I had a lot of fun learning more about 1950s London and the post-WWII changes that happened to the City. But that wasn’t enough, because our heroes do a little travelling in this book. So I had to research the history of jet airplanes, commercial airlines, and the exact specifications, air speed, fuel capacities, and maximum ceiling of prop-engine planes from the 1950s. That led down a rabbit hole where I ended up reading all about Howard Huges for several hours. To get a more personal take, I interviewed my step-dad - who had a pilots’ license back in the 1960s and 1970s before he lost it for flying under a bridge in a crop duster plane (he promises he wasn’t as drunk as they claimed) - about the quirks of flying older planes. He gave me some great ideas about how to crash an airplane. Then I spent most of one whole night sitting down and actually writing out a flight plan for how to cross the Atlantic ocean in a prop-engine plane; which I later scrapped as soon as it became clear the idea was completely infeasible. This endeavor was complicated by trying to figure out which airfields existed in 1956, which was made more difficult, in part, because the names of the various airports in use since then have all changed. Spoiler: I had a LOT of fun working on this plotline and I think it shows when you read the story.

Thankfully, my co-author, Lily, is Brit herself, so I had some help with the more British parts of the research. Lily is the one who helped me write effectively about pre-decimalized English pounds, shillings, and pence. Lily is the one who recommended we make reference to The Great Ormond Street Hospital. She’s also the one who researched and supervised my attempts to write Irish and Scottish and Welsh accents. Lily also knows about London and corrects anything I get wrong about the locations there. When needed - at least in the pre-COVID days - I could always send her on field trips around the City. These books couldn’t have been written without Lily’s expertise.

Oh, and don’t even get me started on my ridiculously extensive research - including reading I don’t even remember how many scientific articles found on Google Scholar - about how magnets can be used to extend batteries and enhance electrical fields. Armed with that knowledge, I spent Christmas Eve in a long and deliciously technical conversation with the husband of a friend, who happens to be a Physics Professor, over homebrewed cider, discussing whether or not time travel was theoretically possible. (He assures me it isn’t no matter how many times I tried to point out papers I’d read by physicists theorizing about how strong magnetic fields actually alter Einstein’s famous E=mc2 formula . . .) We’ll see about that; because remember how I was going on about imagination? Pretty sure H.G. Wells never really invented a time machine. Or did he?

Which brings me back around to my strange browser history again. I’ve never actually had the need, but I now know how to forge a passport. I looked up the best ways to get or create a fake ID. I’ve thoroughly researched how to pick a lock. I know where to steal explosives. I know how to fake my own death and even how to frame someone else for the crime. I’ve lost track of exactly how many men I’ve killed over the years without ever getting caught.

So, I’m just saying . . . If you’re with the FBI and you’re reading this post, please don’t arrest me for that last search I did on how to build a bomb. I swear it’s only for a story. Really. I promise.

Bonus Content - If you're reading my latest book, Time Cures, Book 4 of the Time Adventures Series, written with Lily Marie, and you need some mood music to go with the book, we've got you covered!

We've created a playlist that matches the Chapter Titles. It's full of your 1950s favorites. All the same music Penny would be hearing on her radio at The White Lion pub!

Check it out here: Time Cures Playlist

Happy reading & Happy listening!

TAG

Happy Romance Day!

Instead of celebrating a traditional Valentine's Day this year, how about treading yourself a little time-travel adventure?

Yes, my latest book - co-written with the lovely Lily Marie - is now available on Amazon & Kindle Unlimited.

This sequel to our first story - Time Blitz - is a romping race against a polio epidemic, set in 1950s London. Our boys have to figure out how to save their old friend, Penny's, kids from the disease that sent many of the children of the day to the hospital or worse. Only, how are they going to do that when James almost gets caught out for blurting out the secret of his gay marriage?

We think you'll love this installment of the series that we're calling the Time Adventures Series.

Time Cures

Happy reading, All!

My next book, 'Time Cures', the 4th Book in the Time Adventures Series, is NOW available for Pre-Order on Amazon!

This is the long-awaited sequel to the Time Blitz Trilogy.

Bradley Connors and James Garrett are back in London more than a year after their last time-traveling adventure. This time our boys are battling a polio outbreak in 1956 London in a race against time to save their friends and redeem their past.

And it will be out in time to treat yourself to a Valentine's Day time-traveling romance adventure! Enjoy! TAG

Time Cures