{"id":3674,"date":"2014-08-22T08:36:59","date_gmt":"2014-08-22T15:36:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/?p=3674"},"modified":"2014-08-22T12:21:30","modified_gmt":"2014-08-22T19:21:30","slug":"spaghetti-western-romance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/spaghetti-western-romance\/","title":{"rendered":"Saddle Up for a Steamy Ride (NSFW)! Spaghetti Western is Coming Soon! #cowboy #romance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/dsp-wes\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-3675\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/SpagettiWestern_EM-Lynley.jpg?resize=445%2C668\" alt=\"SpagettiWestern_EM Lynley\" width=\"445\" height=\"668\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/SpagettiWestern_EM-Lynley.jpg?w=500 500w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/SpagettiWestern_EM-Lynley.jpg?resize=100%2C150 100w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/SpagettiWestern_EM-Lynley.jpg?resize=200%2C300 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 445px) 100vw, 445px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>There is nothing more exciting for an author than to show off a new cover that&#8217;s really wonderful.<\/p>\n<p>Except maybe to see the new cover on a bestseller list, but we&#8217;re getting ahead of ourselves.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m thrilled to share the cover (and a NSFW excerpt from the book!) and tell you about the latest installment in my Delectable Series, featuring men in the world of food and wine.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s fun to pair up opposites and see where the rough edges will crop up\u2014and how they try to smooth them over. So it was a real joy to set my chef Riley Emerson, fresh from several years of working in Paris, against Colby Zane, born-and-bred cattle rancher who didn\u2019t know a patisserie from a potholder\u2014till he met Riley.<\/p>\n<p>The fun didn\u2019t stop there, because I set the story on the Rocking Z Ranch in Colorado. I\u2019ve only been to the state once and it left such an impression on me that I couldn\u2019t wait to find a story that belonged there.<\/p>\n<p>And horses\u2026 yes there are quite a few in this one. The Rocking Z has been forced to bring in paying guests who come for the fresh air, gorgeous scenery and horseback riding. They certainly didn\u2019t come for the grub, but after they hire Riley to fancy-up the menu, all that might change. There\u2019s plenty of action on the trail, too.<\/p>\n<p>As the cook at the guest ranch, one of Riley\u2019s duties is taking the antique chuck wagon out for an authentic trailside dinner for the guests, and events that occur during these dinners are some of the key scenes in the book. Not only is there some awesome food, but plenty of fun, drama, and maybe a few encounters hotter than a campfire!<\/p>\n<p>One of the most enjoyable parts of the research was discovering chuck wagon lore. Chuck wagons were a huge part of the west for a short period of time. When ranchers had to move a lot of cattle very long distances, between the ranch and the grazing grounds, or to the sale lot, they were on the trail for days. The chuck wagon provided not only food, but carried their sleeping gear, and the cook (called Cookie) often provided medical and dental services. Ouch! I think I\u2019d just live with the pain rather than let Cookie mess with my mouth.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve got recipes in <em>Spaghetti Western<\/em>, including several using sourdough, and I even show how easy it is to make and use a starter.<\/p>\n<p>Check out the beautiful cover by LC Chase, who found me a palomino just like the one Colby rides.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Blurb:<\/p>\n<p>Spaghetti Western, by EM Lynley<\/p>\n<p>220 pages<\/p>\n<p>Release date: September 17 from Dreamspinner Press<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.dreamspinnerpress.com\/store\/product_info.php?products_id=5444\">Pre-order from Dreamspinner Press<\/a><\/p>\n<p>(Amazon pre-order coming soon)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Cordon-Blue trained pastry chef Riley Emerson arrives in Aspen, Colorado for a summer season at the best restaurant in town, only to discover his jerk of a boyfriend has dumped him, leaving his heart and his summer plans in tatters. Doubting himself and longing for a change of pace, he takes a low-paying position as chef at a guest ranch, the Rocking Z. The scenery is gorgeous, but he expects that nature up close and personal can\u2019t hold a candle to his exciting Paris lifestyle.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When born-and-bred cattle rancher Colby Zane spots a newcomer letting himself be pawed at by a passel of horny cowboys at Aspen\u2019s Club Rawhide, he doesn\u2019t think twice before rushing in, throwing the guy over his shoulder, and rescuing him from the volatile situation. Sober, Riley Emerson turns out to be sweet and sexy, but not interested in more than a one-night stand with Colby. Initially disdainful of the guest ranch side of the business, Colby\u2019s over the moon when Riley late arrives as the new cook on his family\u2019s ranch.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But all\u2019s not well at the Rocking Z. Unsurmountable financial problems force them to rely on a cash infusion from an outside investor, Fitz Wellington. Only Fitz is hot for Colby, and he won\u2019t sign on the dotted line without some very personal incentives. The future of the ranch is at stake, and Colby\u2019s just desperate enough to go along, but saving the Z might mean losing Riley.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Let me set this scene up: Chef Riley and cowboy Colby have started a relationship on the ranch. Colby thinks Riley just wants to be friends with benefits, but Colby wants a real relationship. So Colby\u2019s trying to avoid spending time with Riley. Only today Colby has to drive Riley and the chuck wagon out to a remote spot on the ranch. <\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-3679\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/chuckwagon.jpg?resize=300%2C225\" alt=\"chuckwagon\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/chuckwagon.jpg?resize=300%2C225 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/chuckwagon.jpg?resize=150%2C112 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/chuckwagon.jpg?w=640 640w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/>Twenty minutes later they passed the spot where they\u2019d spent the night on their first date. First and last. Riley bit his lip and pretended his heart wasn\u2019t aching. He couldn\u2019t forget how sweet Colby had been that night, riding behind him on Granite, holding him close, and how they\u2019d started out fucking, but ended up much more intimate and tender.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The spot was still on the horizon behind them when the wagon hit a rut and the whole thing shifted sending Riley into Colby\u2019s lap again. Worse, something inside shifted and crashed as the wagon righted itself.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat the\u2014?\u201d Colby stopped the horses and hopped down. He hooked the reins on a prong. \u201cYou better get down here too.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Riley carefully climbed down, but tumbled the last step and landed at Colby\u2019s feet. Colby helped him up ungraciously.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSomething\u2019s busted in there.\u201d He unlatched the door and opened it cautiously. Nothing came flying out, but when Riley peered in he saw one cabinet had come undone and tubs of marinating meat had come free. An upper cabinet door had also popped open.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll take care of it.\u201d Riley pushed Colby out of the way and climbed inside, bending so his head wouldn\u2019t hit the low ceiling. Luckily none of the tubs had opened up or broken or there would be a tidal wave of marinade sloshing around on the floor. Colby climbed in behind Riley and together they stowed the tubs of meat, hands and arms and legs bumping as they worked to secure everything in the cramped quarters.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/sexy-cowboy.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-3686 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/sexy-cowboy.jpg?resize=210%2C300\" alt=\"sexy cowboy\" width=\"210\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/sexy-cowboy.jpg?w=210 210w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/sexy-cowboy.jpg?resize=105%2C150 105w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 210px) 100vw, 210px\" \/><\/a>Riley didn\u2019t know about Colby, but every time their hands came into contact, the temperature in the little wagon spiked. He couldn\u2019t breathe in the cramped, almost airless space. Colby was so close, not exactly smelling like he\u2019d just showered, but arousing all the same. It was torture being so near him again and knowing the body snatchers had turned Colby into a bastard almost overnight.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>There was one cabinet still open, and Riley stood up to reach it. He moved too quickly and overbalanced, flailing around for something to stop his fall and taking down a container of flour. It scattered like white rain, all over the counter, the floor, Riley, and Colby, making the smooth surface of the floor slippery. Riley went down again, knocking Colby on his back. He broke Riley\u2019s fall perfectly, and now they were face-to-face, Riley spread out over Colby.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby stared up and Riley reached for anything to help him get up. He thought Colby might punch him.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He never expected for Colby to put a hand behind his head and pull him down for a deep, hungry kiss.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3685\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/palomino.jpg?resize=300%2C200\" alt=\"palomino\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/palomino.jpg?w=300 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/palomino.jpg?resize=150%2C100 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/palomino.jpg?resize=140%2C94 140w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/>Colby wasn\u2019t sure what came over him when he crushed Riley close and took that kiss he\u2019d been fantasizing about practically since he\u2019d seen Riley that afternoon, especially after he\u2019d changed into shorts that showed off his shapely calves. Damn Riley and damn Marcus all to hell for breaking Colby\u2019s two days of staying away. One smile from Riley, the way his pretty blue eyes widened when he saw Colby, and Colby was doomed. He wondered how long he could keep up the bastard routine because it hurt like hell to see fear in Riley\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby almost lost it right then and there when Riley landed face down in his lap. It would have been so easy and so enjoyable to thread his fingers through Riley\u2019s soft hair and let him unzip Colby and\u2014<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Now, Riley lay sprawled on top of Colby, their mouths still pressed together, pouring passion and loneliness into a kiss as mind-blowing as the first one they\u2019d shared up on the ridge not five minutes back on this same trail.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cColby,\u201d Riley gasped the word as he sucked in air. \u201cWhat\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLater. Later.\u201d The last thing Colby wanted was to stop and talk\u2014or think. He wanted Riley bad. Not for himself, but to apologize. \u201cRight now, let me make it up to you.\u201d He rolled over so they were facing each other on their sides, still on the flour-covered floor of the old chuck wagon. He pushed Riley\u2019s shirt up and kissed his smooth, flat abs. Any doubts about whether Riley was into this flew out the window when Riley shuddered and moaned.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMmm. Yeah.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby unzipped Riley\u2019s shorts and boxers, then slid them down so he could get some of Riley\u2019s cock into his mouth. He liked the way Riley clutched at his hair and lay back, letting Colby do what he wanted. Using hands and mouth, Colby had Riley hard as a rock in no time. Colby\u2019s cock was painfully stiff too, had been practically since they\u2019d both come in to the wagon. Ignoring his own desire, he did everything he knew Riley liked, flicking his tongue across the slit, sucking his balls one at a time, and gripping the shaft of his cock tight while taking him in deep so he pressed against the back of Colby\u2019s throat.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGood, Colby. Slow down. Gonna come real soon.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay,\u201d Colby said around Riley\u2019s huge dick, then he started humming, the way he learned from a guy he\u2019d met at Rawhide, and rubbing the spot just behind Riley\u2019s balls.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It worked like magic and Riley made a sweet little whimper and shot his load down Colby\u2019s throat, leaving him choking and nearly gagging. He had to concentrate to keep breathing and not embarrass himself.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGod, that was quick and dirty. Really dirty.\u201d Riley wiped Colby\u2019s face and his hand came away with a fine dusting of flour. \u201cYou look good enough to eat. Get your pants down.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe don\u2019t have time. You have the dinner.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI wish I could just say forget the dinner and do something filthy to you. I missed you so much. What time is it?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAlmost four thirty.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Riley frowned. \u201cI can take care of you fast.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby shook his head. He didn\u2019t want it to be like that. Riley deserved more. \u201cLater. Tonight. Can I come by after the dinner\u2019s over?\u201d Colby helped Riley get his pants back up. \u201cI owe you an apology and an explanation. A lot\u2019s been happening and\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes. That\u2019s fine. Come over later and tell me everything.\u201d Riley kissed the top of Colby\u2019s head, so forgiving Colby felt like even more of a cad. A quick blowjob was no way to make up for the kind of dick-headed behavior he\u2019d been guilty of the past few days. It wasn\u2019t Riley\u2019s fault that Colby was a coward and would rather run from a wonderful guy than get his feelings hurt.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLet\u2019s clean up in here and get over to North Point.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMaybe it was North Paddock after all.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby messed Riley\u2019s hair up, sending clouds of flour floating around them. \u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou sure you can\u2019t stay for the dinner?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby had forgotten he\u2019d done everything to avoid the chuck wagon dinner and Riley. \u201cWell\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCause I have a nice piece of meat with your name on it.\u201d Riley winked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow could I turn that down?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou better not or you\u2019ll owe me more than a quickie in a chuck wagon.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI already do.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDamned right. And I\u2019m going to make sure you pay up.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Colby knew he had a dumb grin on his face. Why did Riley make him so happy one minute and so freaking scared the next?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>* * * *<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.dreamspinnerpress.com\/store\/product_info.php?products_id=5444\">Pre-order from Dreamspinner Press<\/a><\/p>\n<p>(Amazon pre-order coming soon)<\/p>\n<p><a data-pin-do=\"embedBoard\" href=\"http:\/\/www.pinterest.com\/emlynley\/spaghetti-western-a-delectable-novel\/\"data-pin-scale-width=\"80\" data-pin-scale-height=\"200\" data-pin-board-width=\"400\">Follow EM&#8217;s board *Spaghetti Western* A Delectable novel on Pinterest.<\/a><!-- Please call pinit.js only once per page --><script type=\"text\/javascript\" async src=\"\/\/assets.pinterest.com\/js\/pinit.js\"><\/script><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/EM-at-GRL-book-signing.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-3676\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/EM-at-GRL-book-signing.jpg?resize=87%2C150\" alt=\"EM at GRL book signing\" width=\"87\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/EM-at-GRL-book-signing.jpg?resize=87%2C150 87w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/EM-at-GRL-book-signing.jpg?resize=175%2C300 175w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/EM-at-GRL-book-signing.jpg?w=344 344w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 87px) 100vw, 87px\" \/><\/a>EM Lynley writes gay erotic romance. She loves books where the hero gets the guy and the loving is 11 on a scale of 10. A Rainbow Award winner and EPIC finalist, EM has worked in high finance, high tech, and in the wine industry, though she&#8217;d rather be writing hot, romantic man-on-man action. She spent 10 years as an economist and financial analyst, including a year as a White House Staff Economist, but only because all the intern positions were filled. Tired of boring herself and others with dry business reports and articles, her creative muse is back and naughtier than ever. She has lived and worked in London, Tokyo and Washington, D.C., but the San Francisco Bay Area is home for now.<\/p>\n<p>She is the author of <em>Sex, Lies &amp; Wedding Bells<\/em>, the Precious Gems series from Dreamspinner Press, and the Rewriting History series starring a sexy jewel thief, among others.<\/p>\n<p>Visit her online <a href=\"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/\">Website<\/a> \u2013 <a href=\"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/\">Blog<\/a> \u2013 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/emlynley?fref=ts\">Facebook<\/a> \u2013 <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/emlynley\">Twitter<\/a> \u2013 <a href=\"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/about-contact\/newsletter\/\">Newsletter<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Colby wasn\u2019t sure what came over him when he crushed Riley close and took that kiss he\u2019d been fantasizing about practically since he\u2019d seen Riley that afternoon, especially after he\u2019d changed into shorts that showed off his shapely calves. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":63,"featured_media":3686,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[625,4,587],"tags":[726,817,300,816,266,99,426,327,815,960,818,814,819],"class_list":["post-3674","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-coming-soon","category-excerpts","category-feature-article","tag-chef","tag-colorado","tag-contemporary","tag-cowboy","tag-cowboys","tag-dreamspinner-press","tag-gay-romance","tag-horses","tag-lc-chase","tag-nsfw","tag-sexy","tag-spaghetti-western","tag-western"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/sexy-cowboy.jpg?fit=210%2C300","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pzLgx-Xg","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3674","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/63"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3674"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3674\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3690,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3674\/revisions\/3690"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3686"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3674"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3674"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emlynley.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3674"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}