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Friday, February 13, 2015

Jacob Z Flores blog tour: Please Remember Me







Please Remember Me
Author: Jacob Z. Flores
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Genre: M/M Contemporary
Release Date: February 6, 2015

Successful lawyer Santi Herrara couldn't be happier with the direction his life is taking.  Not only is he on track to becoming a partner in his law firm, but he's planning his wedding to Hank Burton, a south Texas contractor who has made a name for himself despite his humble beginnings.  The introverted, lone wolf Santi and the friendly, outgoing Hank complement each other perfectly.  From the moment they laid eyes on each other, they were hooked, and as far and Santi and Hank are concerned, a happily ever after is their destiny.
But fate deals them a devastating new hand.

A construction accident leaves Hank with severe head trauma and brings him precariously close to death.  When he awakens, Hank doesn't remember Santi or the love they shared for the past three years.  Santi faces the the greatest challenge of his life.  Can he respark a flame his lover can't recall? And can he stop the diverging paths that fickle fate charts between them?

Santi however, has faith in the love he and Hank shared and in the words his father once spoke to him: "It's never too late to fall in love.  All over again."



The Inspiration for Please Remember Me

Hi, everyone. My name is Jacob Z. Flores, and I’m thrilled to be back here at Guys Like Romance Too. I’d like to thank Carson for agreeing to host me today.

What exactly is Carson hosting me for? Well, I’m here to promote Please Remember Me, my latest release from Dreamspinner, and today, I want to discuss the inspiration behind the story.

My muse and I sat down to think. We wanted to write an amnesia story, which would be not just about two men falling in love once, but falling in love twice. That was a bit of a challenge. I had to get readers to buy into these men falling for each other in two different circumstances that would not be cliché or boring. How was I going to accomplish that?

My muse wasn’t entirely certain either. He needed his own muse.

That was when I gazed upon a picture of my boyfriend. For those of you who know me in real life or follow me on my social media, you are already familiar with Mike. For those of you who do not, here’s the scoop.

Mike and I have been seeing each other seriously for a year now, and when I first laid eyes on him it was one of those moments out of a romance novel. At first sight, I was drawn to him. Just so you know, I’m pretty shy and definitely lack the confident bravado it takes to walk up to a hot stranger and introduce myself, but that is exactly what I did. After that moment, the both of us were hooked.

And over the course of our journey together, Mike and I have fallen head over heels in love.

So what does this have to do with the inspiration for my latest novel? Well, after seeing the picture of Mike, my muse asked: What would you do if Mike had amnesia? How would you get him to fall in love with you all over again?

And that is the angle I took with Please Remember Me.

While many of my books have pieces of my soul woven into the words and plot, this novel encompasses so much of me and my life with Mike, my muse had no trouble at all telling the story of Santi and Hank.

I hope you enjoy the journey as much as I have. While there is angst and heartbreak, there is also a tremendous about of love, tenderness, and joy along the way.

For me, this novel stands as proof that “It’s never too late to fall in love. All over again.”

For those interested, I have included a blurb and excerpt below. Additionally, as part of my blog tour I’m hosting a giveaway.

The Please Remember Me Giveaway Contest

I’m hosting two different giveaways. At each stop of my tour, one lucky winner will receive a free e-copy of any book from my backlist.

At the end of my tour, I’ll be giving away a $50 gift certificate to Amazon.
Good luck to everyone and thanks for stopping and visiting with me today.

Blurb:

Successful lawyer Santi Herrera couldn’t be happier with the direction his life is taking. Not only is he on track to becoming a partner in his law firm, but he’s planning his wedding to Hank Burton, a south Texas contractor who has made a name for himself despite his humble beginnings. The introverted, lone wolf Santi and the friendly, outgoing Hank complement each other perfectly. From the moment they laid eyes on each other, they were hooked, and as far as Santi and Hank are concerned, a happily ever after is their destiny.

But fate deals them a devastating new hand.

A construction accident leaves Hank with severe head trauma and brings him precariously close to death. When he finally awakens, Hank doesn’t remember Santi or the love they shared for the past three years. Santi faces the greatest challenge of his life. Can he respark a flame his lover can’t recall? And can he stop the diverging paths that fickle fate charts between them?

Excerpt:

“Did you hear my question?” Dr. Beth Anglin asked. She peered over her chart at my fiancé lying in his hospital bed while I stood behind her, wringing my hands. It had been two weeks since Hank’s accident, and this was the first time I’d seen his baby blues in far too long. It took every bit of self-control I had not to leap across the room and take him in my arms.
I needed to feel his warm skin against mine, the brush of his calloused hands gliding over my cheeks. It was how he’d greeted me for the past three years. A gentle caress followed by a kiss that always left me breathless and wanting more.
If Dr. Anglin had not been in the room when Hank regained consciousness, I would have done exactly that, even though she’d already warned me that all might not be as it once was.
Hank’s head trauma had been severe.
“Yeah,” Hank answered. His deep voice rasped. It reminded me of sandpaper scratching across cobblestone. “I’m Henry Burton. But everyone calls me Hank.”
Hank’s answer was a good sign. It was how he always introduced himself to new people, and they were the words Hank had first spoken to me all those years ago.
Dr. Anglin nodded at Hank’s reply and scribbled something on the chart. “Can you tell me where you are?”
“I’m gonna go with a hospital.” Not even being in a coma for the past fourteen days could squelch Hank’s penchant for being a playful smartass. It was one of the many things I loved about him.
“What city are you in right now?”
“San Diego, I hope.”
San Diego? Hank hadn’t lived in southern California since he moved to Houston to be with me. That couldn’t be good.
 “Can you tell me what’s the last thing you remember before your accident?” Dr. Anglin asked.
That question caught Hank by surprise. He studied her carefully, almost as if she had just materialized out of thin air. “Accident? I don’t remember an accident.”
In response, Dr. Anglin scribbled more notes.
“Am I okay?” he asked me once he realized that the doctor’s attention had been momentarily lost.
“I think you’re doing splendidly,” I replied. I smiled real big, trying not to let Hank see my concern. But since Hank usually knew me better than I knew myself, I didn’t count on the smile working.
When Hank nodded and refocused his attention on Dr. Anglin, the flood of hope within me ebbed a few feet.
“What are your parents’ names?”
“Henry and Sharon,” he replied. Hank’s tone hardened as it typically did whenever he was faced with something he didn’t know what to do with. “Just what the hell happened to me?”
“I promise to answer all your questions,” she said. “Before I do that, though, I just have one more question for you.”
“And that would be?”
“Can you tell me who this man behind me is?” She stepped aside to give Hank a clear view of me.
My knees began to shake, and my hands grew cold. I had to shove them in the pockets of my jeans for warmth. Suddenly I wondered what I must look like. After two weeks sleeping in the most uncomfortable chair God had ever created, I was certain I looked like Medusa’s ugly sister.
After a five-second once-over, Hank returned his gaze to Dr. Anglin. He shrugged. “I’ve never seen him before in my life.”


You can buy Please Remember Me here:


And I urge readers to visit me at any or all of my social media sites:
Website/blog: http://jacobzflores.com












Jacob is giving away at each stop an eBook copy winner’s choice from his backlist.  Grand Prize giveaway $50 Amazon Gift Card.  Leave a comment for the eBook entry, Grand Prize will be drawn using Rafflecopter.



Link:
http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/da76ce7e49/?





Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hardass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.

 Summers in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. When he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his daughter. They both represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise predominantly red swath in south Texas.

You can follow Jacob’s musings on his blog at http://jacobzflores.com or become a part of his social media network by visiting http://www.facebook.com/jacob.flores2
or http://twitter.com/#!/JacobZFlores.

4 comments:

  1. Congrats on your latest release! Please count me in and thanks for the giveaway!
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  2. This excerpt has my heart breaking for Santi! Looking forward to seeing how their relationship works out!
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  3. Good luck with the release!

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