Anniversary Shenanigans: Author Visit + Giveaway - Kelly Jensen

Thank goodness, Kelly Jensen has arrived! She is seriously delivering the goods! She talks about her new release, Counting on You, wrote sci-fi flash fiction and is giving away an entire series to ONE lucky person! 

Take it away, Kelly!

Happy anniversary, Boy Meets Boy Reviews!
November also sees the release of the final story in my Counting series, Counting on You. In the first two novellas, Henry and Marc found themselves trapped in a rental car on the side of the road during a blizzard, and in the basement laundry of an apartment building in downtown Boston. In Counting on You, Henry and Marc travel to DC, and I had a lot of fun thinking about places they could find themselves stuck.
The train on the way down? I wouldn’t wish three hours in an Amtrak bathroom on my worst enemy. The elevator at the hotel? Been there, done that, it’s not fun. The revolving door at the front of a building? A supply closet at the offices of their client? Maybe the boardroom? Somewhere in the metro system? Inside a national monument! I even thought up a few hostage situations.
In the end I didn’t lock them anywhere (well, except for that one place in the last chapter…) because this is the story that will determine whether or not Henry and Marc have what it takes to make their fledging relationship last. The traps are of the emotional variety this time, and they’ll have to count on each other to find their way out. (See what I did there!)
I’d love to give the entire series away to one lucky reader. (Counting Fence Posts, Counting Down and Counting on You.) To enter, answer the following question:
Who would you like to be trapped with? For a bonus entry, tell me where you’re stuck and how you plan to get out!

New Release Details:
Counting on You (Counting #3)
Henry and Marc can’t seem to catch a break. They’ve had two disastrous dates—the first trapped in a car during a blizzard and the second locked in a basement—followed by nearly two months apart. Even though they work for the same firm, their relationship is held together by flying visits, phone calls, and text messages. A joint assignment in Washington D.C. might be more togetherness than they can handle, however.
Henry is still battling insecurity, and this assignment is too important to his career to mess up. Marc is committed. He’s falling for Henry and looks forward to having him permanently on his team and at his side. But the real test isn’t the assignment. When Marc finally lays his heart on the line, can he count on Henry to be there for him, in every way that matters? And can he do the same for Henry when Henry needs it the most?
Coming November 22, 2017 from Dreamspinner Press.

If aliens ever do land on Earth, Kelly will not be prepared, despite having read over a hundred stories of the apocalypse. Still, she will pack her precious books into a box and carry them with her as she strives to survive. It’s what bibliophiles do.
Kelly is the author of a number of novels, novellas and short stories, including the Chaos Station series, co-written with Jenn Burke. A lot of what she writes is speculative in nature, but sometimes it’s just about a guy losing his socks and/or burning dinner. Because life isn’t all conquering aliens and mountain peaks. Sometimes finding a happy ever after is all the adventure we need.
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Flash Fiction Piece: The Spark by Kelly Jensen
That I can ignore the storm breaking across my back is a pretty clear indication I’m facing something… not good. I’m aware of the chaos behind me a peripheral way. The rain licking coldly across my shoulders and the ache of my feet. Running barefoot when it’s wet is a dangerous hobby. I’d resolve not to take it up, but I’ve got bigger problems—one being the Spark dancing in my palm. He wants me to climb down into the other problem: a hole in the ground. If there’s one thing I hate more than lighting and thunder, it’s the dark.
I’m really not cut out for this hero thing.
Are you sure? I’m playing for time, we both know it. But it’s dark down there. Really dark.
I’ll light the way.
The tickle of his voice against my inner ear isn’t very reassuring, but it’s all I’ve got right now.
Still, I hesitate for an entirely useless moment, imagining all the ways I could die in the next few moments. My poor, battered feet could slip on any one of these rocks. Or several at once. Something even scarier than the dark could lie in wait, just out of sight. My favourite—not—is the darkness itself swallowing me up. Extinguishing me like a candle flame deprived of air. Correspondingly, my chest tightens and breathing becomes an issue.
I’m about to think it again. Ask it one more time. Is he sure? The wind takes the decision out of my hands. A harsh gust rips me away from the edge of the hole, rocking me back to the ground. Lighting arcs downward at just that moment, and I squeeze my eyes shut and wait for the sizzle in the middle of my forehead. My back hurts as much as my feet. The rocks are not soft and I didn’t just lie back.
I almost welcome the strike, even though I know having my brain cooked inside my skull is probably the worst way to die. Way more painful than falling down a hole and/or being swallowed by darkness.
It’s the warmth in my hand that brings me back, reminding me of why I’m here. Why we’re here. This isn’t for my sake. We didn’t have to run for me; though now I’ve started I won’t be able to stop. We did it for him. And not just because he is my light and the only person I would abandon my so-called life for.
We did it because his light doesn’t really belong to me. He’ll let me have as much as I want. His affection has never been in question. But if he is to fulfill his destiny—a word that has accrued twice as many syllables than are visible when applied to everything he plans to accomplish—we have to go down into the dark.
I’ll light the way.
He doesn’t need to say it again, but I hear the words anyway.
Wrapping my fingers around him, I cup the Spark to my chest and crawl back to the edge of the hole. Here we go. I jump and trust him to throw back the shadows until we touch the ground.

So good, right? Let Kelly know what you thought of the Spark below! We thank Kelly for partying with us today!

One lucky winner could win the ENTIRE series (Counting Fence Posts, Counting Down and Counting on You) by answering the following question below with a way to contact you (i.e. email or Twitter, Goodreads link):

Who would you like to be trapped with? For a bonus entry, tell Kelly Jensen where you’re stuck and how you plan to get out!

The giveaway is open until 12:00AM (EST) on 11/30/17. Shortly thereafter, we will contact a winner!

Please respond to the winning notification within 48 hours or we will choose another winner. Good luck!

Don't miss entering in our month long unicorn giveaway HERE! It ends 12/1/17!


  1. Thanks for the great story!

    I would be trapped with my husband. We are trapped in a wine cellar and will get out in our own good time. ;-)


  2. Thank you for the story! I'll probably be trapped with my older sister since I'm always spending time with her. We'll probably lounge a bit before trying to get out.
    humhumbum AT yahoo DOT com

  3. I would be trapped with my two best friends. We are very different people that's why we always manage to come with creative solutions (I know it because we worked together in the past). We would be trapped in a corportate builiding, in a boring reunion with dull people talking about sales and statistics. We would probably manage to escape by one of us pretending to be suffering from a sudden attack of hysteria at finding a spider in a folder...

  4. I would be trapped with my brother & SiL in our favorite campground & we'd hike our way out.
    legacylandlisa at gmail dot com

  5. trapped with my hubby. he a super secret genius.
    we'd be trapped after an apocalyptic storm.
    he would figure out a way to keep us safe.
    plus he's a damn good cook.
    survival = getting out.
    i would just love being there together. (cheese),

  6. Thanks for the great short story! I would want to be trapped with my oldest niece Makayla. We are trapped in the ballet Nutcracker and she would dance our way out. 😉 Thanks for the chance to win.

  7. Cool story!! Nicely done. :)
    Who would I be trapped with? 'bout Idris Elba? (I mean, if I'm living a fantasy, I'ma go big.) We're trapped in a really fast car, maybe a Tesla, with a really good stereo, and we take turns driving and playing DJ until we hit L.A. (Because why not?)

  8. This giveaway is officially closed! There are plenty of open giveaways still!

    Congrats to Michelle! We'll contact you shortly!