Susan Mac Nicol is a self-confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, self-confessed geek and nerd and in love with her Smartphone. She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.
In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never-Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.
Sue is also a PAN member of the Romance Writers of America and a member of their Rainbow chapter as well as a member of the Romantic Novelists Association in the UK.
Do you have a Bucket List?
I certainly do. Here they are in order of importance
- Meet Benedict Cumberbatch *squee*
- Meet Adam Lambert *sigh*
- Open an LGBTQ safe house for homeless teens
- Hit the NYT or USA Today best seller list
- Retire from day job to write full time
- Do a lengthy travel tour to Italy, Spain, Switzerland and other European countries
Things people might not know about Susan Mac Nicol
- I’m an atheist
- I have RLS – restless leg syndrome – which drives my husband crazy
- My mum’s cousin Delia Wicks was engaged to Cliff Richard
- I’m allergic to cats
- I was in the debating team at high school
- I once had a bad car accident which almost cost me my life
Would you describe your humour as hilariously funny, oddly quirky, diabolically macabre, or non existent
My humour is not hilariously funny, macabre and definitely not non-existent. I have a dry sense of humour, probably oddly quirky. I don’t do slapstick, hate toilet humour and sarcasm is my forte.
Are there misconceptions people have about your genre?
There are many misconceptions about the genre I write in, being gay romance or M/M –
- Women can’t write M/M romance, especially straight women – forgive me if I don’t even respond to that bit of stupidity
- M/M romance is light, fluffy, rubbish and anyone can do it – let’s see you try get a story together that people like reading
- We’re all obsessed with watching man on man porn every day – not every day, just now and then. For research only of course. I watch very little of it, to be fair.
Have you ever written a scene where it has reduced you to tears?
The one scene that hit very close to home because I experienced it in a way, was the one where Draven has to decide to turn off the life support for his young brother Jude. It echoed my own situation with my younger sister and when I wrote this scene, it caused a lot of emotion. My sister wasn’t on life support, but she was terminal and was left to die naturally, lingeringly. It wasn’t pleasant.
Sometimes we don’t see love coming ♡
Tragedy brings together a reserved but brilliant sculptor and an outgoing gallery owner, friends whose love was sidetracked but was always meant to be deeper.
SoCal natives, Nate and Cody have been friends since childhood. Both knew they were different—and the same. At seventeen, a stolen weekend in the Florida Keys drove their connection deeper and hotter than either could imagine. They were meant to be together. Then, for reasons only Nate knows, suddenly they weren’t.
They’re still friends. Best friends. But they’ve moved on and found other partners. The yearning remains, however, despite the long-ago secret that drove them apart, when tragedy strikes, both men find themselves in the dark. They must grope their way back to who and what they are…which they will find in each other’s arms. Sometimes, losing one’s sight can open one’s eyes—and heart.
Cody’s familiar scent came closer and I sensed him beside me as he dropped a kiss on the top of my head. “How’s the dotty stuff going? Are you able to read Chaucer yet?”
He sniggered and I batted away the hand that rumpled my hair. “No. And enough with the hair already, you dork. It looks bad enough without you messing it up.”
“I think it looks awesome, that cut suits you,” Cody murmured as he brushed a strand off my forehead. “Suzanne is a great hairdresser. Another of her many talents.”
I’d gotten tired of trying to put product in my unruly hair only for Jon to tut-tut and tell me it looked awful. Suzanne had offered to cut it shorter, so I could manage it better.
Cody’s warmth disappeared as he no doubt went to the kitchen to find something to eat. There was the familiar sound of rummaging and muttering as Cody raided the fridge and I grinned.
“He makes you smile more than anyone I know,” Suzanne said. “You might not realize it, but that man makes you happy.”
“We’re best friends. And he’s Cody, so sure he makes me smile,” I said guardedly.
Has she noticed something? Had I revealed something I shouldn’t have?
There was a loud sniff. “You keep telling yourself that,” she muttered. “I mean, you two are so in sync, it’s scary.”
I cleared my throat, and fumbled on the table for the stress ball I kept near when my hands got tired of trying to read Braille. “Yeah, that’s what happens when you spend a lot of time together.”
Suzanne sighed deeply enough for warm air to blow past my cheek. ” Uh-huh. Friends it is.”
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💕 Where to find Susan
Susan Mac Nicol Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/authorsusanmacnicol/