Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Featured Guest Author: Ashley John on the Train to Timing. Includes Excerpt.


Happy Release Day Ashley John!

We are delighted to welcome Ashley John to Sinfully today as he celebrates the release of his new novel …Timing


The Train To Timing

“Where do you get your ideas?”

That’s the question every author dreads! Not because we don’t like answering it, but because a lot of the time, we have absolutely no idea! Ideas often knock on the door and announce themselves. Sometimes they’re fully formed and sometimes they’re scraps of information but the initial ‘spark’ is as illusive as the Loch Ness Monster. If we could pinpoint it, we would bottle and sell it!

With Timing, however, I can pinpoint the exact moment the ‘spark’ arrived. Usually, new characters wander into my head halfway through a book I’m writing, distracting me from a project I should be working on. Tom and Cole, the boys from Timing, weren’t an exception to that rule, but they were a much-needed distraction!

A couple of months ago I was writing (or should I say struggling with) a sequel to a book that had been quite successful for me. People were waiting for it, I was hyping it up, but all the while, my fingers weren’t doing the typing thing. I tried for nearly 3 months to write it and nothing happened. I wrote about 50,000 words, all completely useless.

On a cold weekend in February, I was travelling across the country for a friend’s birthday party. My fiancé, Reece and I, were travelling by train and it was a pretty long journey with a lot of train changes. On the second change, we were sat on the train station platform for a whole mind-numbing hour. It was windy, crowded and pretty unpleasant, and all I could think about was this book I couldn’t seem to write.

I looked across the platform, which was equally as busy, and I saw two men walk straight into each other. Bam! If I had blinked, I would have missed it. They seemed disgruntled, exchanged a few choice words (or so I can guess, because I couldn’t hear them, but the writer in me added in some expletives for fun), and went on their way. They probably didn’t think about it for the rest of the day, but I made a simple one-line note in my phone anyway.

‘Men crash into each other on train station platform.’

Timing was born! A lot of my books start as one-line notes on my phone, usually hastily typed out incoherently as I fall asleep, because naturally, that’s when the writer’s mind is wide awake. I didn’t know it at the time, but as I waited for the train, I created the whole story in my mind. It was a pretty quick process and it excited me, but I got on my next train, went about my day and went to the party.

You can probably guess what happened next. Being 22, I got very, very drunk. I must point out that I don’t drink often and I’m usually the fun drunk everybody likes. This one night, however, the book was weighing heavily on my mind. I felt like I had rope had been slowly fraying for months and I was hanging on by one last, desperate thread. One of the many joys of being a full time writer is that the mind never switches off from the book. Never. I even dream about scenes and dialogue (I wish I was joking). By the end of the night, I was exhausted, ready for bed and on the edge of going completely insane, all because of this book. In my inebriated state, I decided I was going to cancel the book, face the music and move on. One of the things that kept me trying for 3 months was because I didn’t want to let people down. I knew the people who were excited about the book would be disappointed, but I also knew they would be disappointed if I got to the end and they read the story. Thankfully, people were very kind and supportive when I finally announced the cancellation after a whole week of putting it off after that drunken decision.

In that week, Timing was truly born. The characters were created, the story was ironed out and the outline was written, scrapped and then re-written. My energy was revived, the rope was fixed and the words were firing out of my fingers faster than ever before. It was a great relief! Two months later, I have a 100,000 word book, all from that one tiny, insignificant moment in a train station (the train station scene is in the second chapter of the book, if you want to check it out).

My next book idea will probably come to me on the toilet, or in the shower, or when I’m falling asleep at 4 in the morning after spending 16 hours straight writing. This time, however, I think I have a nice little ‘spark’ story, so I thought I would share it.

Sometimes ideas don’t seem like anything when they first arrive, but they can grow into something huge, even if you aren’t expecting it! Timing is all about inconvenient timing and how it can be a good thing, and I guess the idea for this book came at an inconvenient time for me, but I am sure glad it did (I won’t tell you if Tom and Cole liked smashing into each other on a train station, so you’ll have to find out for yourself *wink wink*)!

That’s what I love about being a writer. The more books I write, the more I’m listening to the voice in my gut, telling (or screaming at) me when things are coming wrong. Maybe next time I won’t let it get to the 3 month mark, and if I ever get there again, it looks like I’ll have to jump on a train and see where it takes me.



Ashley John

Timing-CovereTitle ~ Timing

Author ~ Ashley John

Published ~ 26th April 2016

Genre ~ Contemporary M/M Romance



When it comes to love, is timing everything?

Tom doesn’t have time for a relationship – not now that his fingers are practically touching the promotion he’s spent years chasing. His weekdays are consumed by desperately fighting for his editor’s attention and his weekends are wasted alone with meals for one and his cat for company.

All Cole has ever wanted is to work on the farm he was raised on, but money is tighter than ever and he is forced to get a job in a bar to keep a roof over him and his auntie’s head. Time is running out for the farm but he spends his days dreaming about a future he thinks he’ll never have.

After an unexpected collision at the village train station, their lives suddenly become connected when Cole’s clumsily spilt coffee on Tom’s shirt turns into something greater. Tom is wary of listening to his heart and Cole is distracted by the threat of losing everything. Each possesses something the other desperately needs, but can they ignore bad timing to listen to their hearts?

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Taken From Chapter 5

“How’s white wine?” Cole held up the bottle. “I don’t know if it’s any good.”

“Ugh, I love you right now,” Tom sighed, “because that’s just what I need.”

Cole joined Tom on the floor in front of the fire, sitting closer than he had intended to. Their shoulders touched but Tom didn’t react by edging away, so neither did Cole. He cracked the seal on the wine and filled the tall glasses to the rim, not sure what amount was the right amount. The bar didn’t seem to attract the type of people who ordered wine.

“These are champagne flutes. Points for effort, though.”

Listening to the crackling of the fire, they sipped the wine and Cole started to feel more and more nervous. The silence between them wasn’t awkward but he felt like he wanted to say something, if only to talk to Tom, to find out more about him.

“S-s-s-s-so,” he stopped dead.

Tom turned to look at him but he didn’t look shocked or horrified, he just smiled. It was a normal smile without the usual subtext of pity. That eased Cole.

“Sorry, let me try that again.” Cole exhaled, his cheeks burning but not from the heat of the fire. “So, how old are you?”

“Twenty-six, which, according to Ricky, means I have four years until my gay death.”

“Ricky talks a lot of shit.”

“Yep,” Tom laughed, “I’ll drink to that. What about you then? Charming boyfriend in the city? Girlfriend? Both?”

Tom suddenly stopped talking and sipped his wine quietly. He dragged his knees up to his chest and stared dead again at the fire.

“Nope. Single. Waiting for the right guy.”

Tom nodded and said, “Awesome.”

“What about you?”

“Me?” Tom practically choked on his wine. “I’m too busy for all of that.”

“By ‘all of that’ do you mean love and relationships or sex?”

“All of the above? I work my arse off at work to try and get ahead and it doesn’t pay off. Do you want to know what my big Friday night plans were? I was going to go home and watch The X Files with my cat, drink a glass of cheap white wine and fall asleep with a pizza on my knee. How depressing is that?”

“That,” Cole said with a nod, “sounds like my kind of night.”

Stretching out, Cole reached across the sofa cushions, his arm going around the back of Tom’s shoulders. He didn’t realise what he was doing until he was there but he knew it would look even stranger if he quickly retreated. He left it hanging on the cushions, straining his shoulder so that his arm didn’t touch the back of Tom’s neck or the quickly forming thick curls as they dried.

“Are you feeling warm yet?” Cole’s fingers instinctively wrapped around Tom’s shoulder to give it a rub and they both turned to stare at them.

“Cole, I -,”

“I’m sorry.” Cole quickly pulled his hand away. “I don’t know why I k-k-k- - for f-f-fuck’s sake!”

He put his wine on the floor and hid his embarrassment by planting his hands firmly on his face. Under his touch, his flesh burned hot and he felt like a fool.

“This damn stutter,” he mumbled through his fingers, “it only ever comes out when I’m n-n-nervous.”

Grunting in frustration, he ripped his hands away and planted them in his lap, staring straight down at his fingers so that he wasn’t looking at Tom to see his own embarrassment reflected.

Instead of judging, Tom simply asked, “Why are you nervous?”

Cole thought for a second, trying to think of a way to word it but he knew the only way was the truth. Turning to face Tom, whose face was soft and open in the dancing firelight, Cole wondered if he should say the words that he felt deep in the pit of his stomach.

“Because I really like you.”

They silently stared at each other as Cole waited for Tom to react. One part of him expected Tom to laugh and the other part of him expected him to get up and leave. The storm was still battering the side of the farmhouse, which meant that the second option was less likely. When Tom closed his eyes and leaned in, the first option seemed just as unlikely.

Tom’s lips brushed gently against Cole’s and it felt as though time stopped around them. Cole couldn’t hear the wind and the rain shaking the old windows, nor could he hear the crackling fire as it warmed up the room; all he could hear was the beating of his shuddering heart in his chest.

The kiss was delicate and it was over as quickly as it had begun. Tom pulled away, his teeth nibbling as his lip and his brows downturned at the edges.

“I like you too,” Tom’s voice was barely above a whisper, “but I haven’t done this in a while and I don’t want to rush into anything.”

“I wasn’t going to rush you.”

“Good,” Tom sipped his wine with a small smile before leaning into Cole’s side.

At first his body was rigid against Cole’s chest but he seemed to settle into a space that seemed as though it had been perfectly made for Tom’s body. Pulling him in close, Cole smiled down at Tom as he stared ahead at the fire. His curls had dried and one hung limply over his eyes. Reaching out, Cole brushed it to the side so he could see Tom’s eyes. He looked up at Cole and he smiled back nervously.

Cole had no idea what they were doing or where it was going but he knew that it felt so different to his usual hook-ups and he liked it.


Meet Ashley John

Ashley John lives in the North of England with his fiancé Reece, and his cat Jeremy. Ashley is a lover of love and a lover of life, and that's why he writes Romance novels. He's a sucker for gripping love story. His characters are fighters, strong and complex, and they'll do anything to get the happy endings they deserve (and there are usually a lot of tears and heartache along the way!). Ashley is best known for his best selling George & Harvey series and The Surf Bay Series. When Ashley isn't writing, he uses his creativity to paint and draw, and when he's not being creative, he's usually taking a nap.



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  1. Thanks for having me guys! ALWAYS a pleasure <3

  2. Loved this!!!! Congrats Ashley😄

  3. Ashley John books are fantastic and I can not wait to read this book.

  4. Loved the "spark" story! Great excerpt! I grabbed the book today and will start reading when I'm not writing :) Congrats on your release!