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In The Present Tense

Carrie Pack

Release date: May 19, 2016

Wacky author interview blitz!

(Treat it like a speed question quiz, it hurts less that way – 5 words or less answers only.)

Monopoly, Life, Clue?

Monopoly — it’s a blood sport

Name something that is easy to get into and hard to get out of.

Trouble

Your ’80s celeb crush?

Fred Savage

How many friendships have you ruined because you refused to play a game of Monopoly mercifully?

I once threw a game piece and we found it months later in a shoe.

What dessert would you be?

Chocolate ice cream with peanut butter swirl

You’ve been stranded on a desert island. The characters from the last movie you watched are the ones assigned to save you. Who is coming to your rescue?

The Shining. I think I’m better off alone. Yikes!

What are the top five embarrassing things in your computer history?

Facebook, my bank account, a search for “how do I unsend in Gmail?”, and the following click bait articles: “21 Baby Names Voted 'The Worst' of 2016 ... So Far,” and “Gabrielle Union Looks EXACTLY The Same At Age 42 As She Did At 26”

How lucky are you and why?

I have the worst luck. If it can go wrong, it’s probably going to happen to me.

What quality in a person do you like?

Ability to laugh at themselves.

Complete this sentence: If I was Chris Hemsworth right now I would…

Go jogging without a shirt on. You gotta give back, right?

Blurb:

Miles Lawson goes to sleep dreaming of a future with his boyfriend Adam, but wakes to find he is married to Ana, an acquaintance from high school. When he learns he has been time traveling, Miles is consumed with finding a cure for his rare condition—and finding his first love. But will he be able to convince Adam he is telling the truth before it’s too late?

Categories: Bisexual, Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, Romance, Science Fiction

336 pages

Publisher: Interlude Press

Cover Artist: CB Messer

Excerpt:

Miles sat there and tried to make out shapes and colors in the dark room as he searched his brain for a memory of anything.

Nothing looked familiar. His desk, his drum set, the sheets—all gone. Not one thing looked the way it had when he'd fallen asleep, and Ana certainly hadn't been in his bed.

He tried to replay the previous day's events, but everything seemed fuzzy, like a fogged bathroom mirror that he couldn't wipe clean.

Why was everything so fuzzy?

Last night... What happened last night?

Adam had come over and they were watching TV together, and Adam had given him a small stuffed giraffe because Miles was scared about having surgery. He reached for his left arm, expecting to find the cast that had been there for the last two months, but it wasn't there. His heart began to beat so loudly he glanced over at Ana to make sure she was still asleep.

Unable to determine what had happened to his cast, Miles resumed his tally of the previous evening's chain of events. At around ten-thirty, his mom said Adam had to leave because they had to get up early to go to the hospital. He had taken his pain meds and gone to sleep with the phantom of Adam's goodnight kiss on his cheek. He'd been happy.

He'd gotten a text from Ana earlier in the evening, but she was only wishing him luck with the surgery. She hadn't come over. In fact, as far as Miles knew, Ana had been several hours away in her dorm room.

So how had she gotten into his bedroom? And who had changed his sheets?

He threw off the covers and stood up, noticing he was only wearing a tight-fitting pair of boxer briefs instead of his usual basketball shorts.

He looked around the room for anything familiar, but it was still dark out, and all he could see were shadows and vague shapes. On the dresser opposite the bed, he found a few framed photos. Squinting to see without turning on a light, Miles studied the images carefully.

As his eyes focused, he recognized a couple of the photos. One was from last year's prom: Adam wearing that ridiculous corsage Miles had bought him, Ana being dipped by her date, David, as all four of them smiled widely in front of a cheesy faux tropical scene. One of the frames held a collage of photos of his and Ana's friends. He recognized Adam, Lucky, Antonio, Dahlia and Brienne. But the last one, the largest of all the photos, was of him and Ana—her in a flowing white dress and him in a black suit, both wearing broad smiles and flanked by Miles's parents and a woman Miles had only seen once: Julia Espinosa, Ana's mother.

A loud clatter echoed through the bedroom as the frame hit the edge of the dresser and fell to the hardwood floor. This wasn't his room, and he didn't remember that photo being taken.

"Go back to sleep," Ana mumbled, her voice muffled by the pillow.

"Ana," he whispered, risking her full anger, but unable to stop himself, "we're married."

"Thanks for the update. Now go back to sleep before I divorce your dumb ass."

He dropped to the floor on his knees, barely even noticing the sharp pain of bare skin hitting the hard surface.

Married. To Ana?

What the hell had happened?

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It’s all about the author…

Carrie Pack is the author of Designs On You and a part-time college professor who recently left her job in marketing to actively pursue her writing career. Carrie lives in Florida, which she fondly calls America’s Wang, with her husband and four cats.

…and stalking them :)