Thursday, December 15, 2011

Kentucky Blues-check it out

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Elise Drummond never forgot her first love—and never expected to learn via the grapevine that he was back in Brookville and living with her mother. Sam McCade had broken her heart, and she wasn’t about to let him destroy her mother’s as well. A quick trip back to Kentucky to lay down the law and she could head back to the safe life she’d built for herself in Kansas City.

When Sam McCade went “on the run” in the middle of the night to save his sister from her abusive husband, there was only one person he could trust to help them, Hannah Drummond. He expected the local gossips to have a field day with his return to Brookville, but he never dreamed Elise would roll into town to check out the situation for herself.


“A truly good read, perfect for an afternoon swinging away with the wind chimes playing and the spring sun shining.” ~Amazon Review

“…a large dose of sexual tension--the chemistry between Sam and Elise sizzles--some great suspense that keeps the pages turning and you have a sure winner in this story of love lost, regret and redemption. If Kentucky Blues is typical of Cat Shaffer's books, prepare to add her to your automatic read list.” ~Amazon Review

Sunday, September 11, 2011

In Honor of 9/11


A teardrop fell upon the ground,

The day the New York towers came down.

For evil came to town that day,

And tried to kill the light that way.

So God dispensed his angels there,

To ride with firemen in their hair,

To help the trapped to find a door,

And pray for dogs to find some more.

But most of all they brought their hope,

To all the sad, unhappy folks,

And wrapped them all in God’s true love,

So they could vanquish evil ones.

Lady Liberty stood her ground,

While patriotism swelled in towns.

Then hope and love diminished fear,

And strength grew with each passing year.

The evil didn’t win that day,

It couldn’t keep the light at bay.

The spirit rose among us all,

And vanquished evil, made it fall.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Coming to Climax Releases

The book of my heart is out! This book was written in honor of my now deceased mother and is about a place close to her birth place. It promises to keep you turning the pages. So will its sequel, Nick of Time, coming in November. Please check it out:

Monday, July 4, 2011

The Marriage Murders Releases

The Marriage Murders released late yesterday at Smashwords and Amazon. All Romance Ebooks and barnes and Noble should follow shortly. To remind you, here are the cover and blurb. The buy links are below that.

Roxie Turner is back in the hot seat when the bridegroom of her latest wedding is pulled from the bay, apparently drowned under questionable circumstances. She’s dead on the scent to find his killer, but has other things to worry about, like the femme fatale who opened the naughty lingerie shop and the witch’s former connection to boyfriend, Greg.

Things heat up further as more people die in Briny Bay, and all from the same wedding party. Is Roxie’s career headed for demise at the same time as her love life?

Read Excerpt here.

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The fiirst book in the series, Buried in Briny Bay, is currently on sale at Smashwords, 50% off for their special summer sale. You can find it here. Make sure you use the code listed for your discount.

Friday, June 24, 2011

The Marriage Murders-Excerpt 2

The release date is only 11 days away! Ready for another excerpt?

“I can’t believe that scene in the diner.” Roxie slammed the butter down into the potatoes. “Marlowe, sweetie. How many years ago was that, Lo?” She made a face as she mimicked Greg’s words. She sloshed the milk in the blender and turned in on high speed, an evil grin on her face.

“Are you making whipped potatoes or emulsified Greg?” Trixie shook her head. “If I’d known you were this disturbed, I’d have had you over to my house for dinner. Floyd could use a good meal. After cooking all day I just can’t seem to do much at night.”

“No way was I going over there. Not on your life. I’m too worked up to tolerate Floyd grunting from his chair and getting you to serve him. It rubs me the wrong way. Especially after the spectacle we witnessed at the diner this afternoon. Why, I came home and almost knitted a whole scarf I was so worked-up. I think Anastasia was getting a little afraid I was going to shave her and use her fur in it.”

“Now, let the poor thing have her long hair. It hides some of her belly fat.” Trixie frowned. “I wonder if that would work for me. Does Monoxidil work on stomachs?”

Roxie rolled her eyes. “Stop getting off the subject. When I want to bash folks, I like to do it all at once and get it out of my system.”

“You mean for twenty-plus years, like you did with Georgia Collins?”

“Trixie, will you stop goading me. This is no laughing matter. My boyfriend almost made love to that woman right under my nose.”

“Question is, does he know he’s your boyfriend? Second question, if Greg and Marlowe ever had a thing, which it appears they had, at least a passing one, is the spark gone or is it in danger of being re-kindled?”

Roxie stomped her foot. “That durned spark is gonna be doused with water and ground under foot and out of existence.”

Trixie cackled. “Well, l I can see this talk has definitely gotten everything out of your system.”

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Excerpt of Marriage Murders

The second novella in my Briny Bay mystery series is just a couple of weeks away from being published. I can't wait to see what you folks say. Here's a short excerpt from the book:

Roxie stood over Glynnis, placing a cold rag on her forehead. “A bit of color’s coming back to your cheeks, dear.”

Tears flowed down the bride-to-be’s face. “Butch can’t be dead. He was in my bed just four hours ago.”

Dottie handed Glynnis a box of tissues, pulling one out first for herself.

Roxie shook her head. Her assistant was the world’s biggest softie. “Discretion makes me suggest you not spread around that information.”

“He’s dead!” She burst into sobs. “Besides, it wasn’t a big secret.” Glynnis blew her nose. “We’d been doing it for more than a month, kind of breaking in all the working parts as he liked to say.” A startled look passed over her face and she wailed, burying her head in a new tissue. “I broke all his parts!”

Roxie stroked her shoulder. “Oh, now honey, you know that isn’t true. Fact is, he probably needed an overhaul before you ever took a test drive.”

Glynnis collapsed again into more sobs, covering her face with multiple tissues.

The door opened and Trixie raced in. “Carol’s covering, took me a minute to get her to pop over from her house. Have I missed anything?”

Roxie shook her head. “Not exactly.”

“Oh, for heaven’s sake, how many brides have fainted on you? Get the poor girl out of the floor and onto the settee.” She held her hand out to the woman. “Grab here, Glynnis and let me help you up. Once you’re seated we’ll talk a spell.” Trixie grimaced as the woman grabbed her hand, tissues and all.

The plump young woman wrestled to her feet with a loud humph and, supporting her under the arm, Trixie helped her to the loveseat. “There. Now, who called you to tell you how Butch died, sweetheart?”

Glynnis’ eyes filled with fresh tears. “Alex Simpson, his best man. They’d gone fishing to take the edge off his nerves, According to Alex, Butch keeled over and fell right out of the boat. Alex said he had a hell of a time getting him out of the Sound, but Butch never revived, even after he dragged him out on the sand. My Butch--just like a beached whale!”

“Did the EMS come?”

“Did I hear you say EMS? If you’re asking if they showed up to get Butch, they did.” Jack entered the bridal shop. “So did the police. Ms. Linden, I know how upset you must be, but could you come with me for just a few questions?”

Trixie frowned. “Why is it so important Glynnis go right now? Can’t you give somebody time to grieve anymore?”

Jack crossed his arms. “Sis, I take orders from my boss. Considering the circumstances, he believes it’s important Glynnis come in now. That’s all you need to know.”

Glynnis nodded, her bottom lip trembling. “It’s all right. I’ll go. Jack’s just doing his duty. Heaven knows I want to make sure this was just natural causes.” She stood, her legs still wobbling and Jack grabbed her arm. “Let’s go, Glynnis, I’ll be as easy as I can.”

As they walked out, Roxie grabbed Trixie’s arm. “I hate to say this,” she whispered, “But Jack was right.”

Trixie stared at Rox, wide-eyed. “How so?”

Roxie took a deep breath and exhaled. “Butch would never have gone fishing to settle his nerves. He didn’t fish. Ever. That man was petrified of the water.”

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Release Day--Slam Sisters of Serendipity

Terry Campbell's book, Slam Sisters of Serendipity, released today from Eternal Press. Yay! For those of you who may not know, Terry Campbell is my co-writeen oen name that I share with Linda Campbell. We're known for our generous dose of humor, and this book has a lot of mystery to go with it. If you love quirky southern women who are obnoxiously wealthy and very outspoken, you'll love this book. I shared the cover and trailer a long time ago. Here they are again to enjoy.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

New Books on the Horizon

To my followers, my apologies for my long hiatus. I've been on many deadlines and pressed for time. But, the good news is I have a bunch of new books ready to roll out to you folks.

The Briny Bay girls are back in July with The Marriage Murders:

Roxie Turner is back in the hot seat when the bridegroom of her latest wedding is pulled from the bay, apparently drowned under questionable circumstances. She’s dead on the scent to find his killer, but has other things to worry about, like the femme fatale who opened the naughty lingerie shop and the witch’s former connection to boyfriend, Greg.

Things heat up further as more people die in Briny Bay, and all from the same wedding party. Is Roxie’s career headed for demise at the same time as her love life?

In September

Get ready for another heaping dose of Southern charm mixed with sit-on-the-edge-of-your-seat suspense.
This is not the Briny Bay mysteries but the Climax series:

Book Number One--Coming to Climax, debuts the week of September 5th:

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Vision--Blog coming on Thursday

I made this as an example for my blog on Beth Barany's site Thursday. Enjoy! want to make your own Wordle? Check here:

Wordle: BT Vision

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Rose is released

My new romantic comedy novella has been released. Over the Easter break, enjoy a copy and send me the order confirmation for a free copy of Millicent. Send to

Monday, April 11, 2011

Interview with Author, Alan Nayes

Alan Nayes is an author of a variety of genres, including thrillers, horror and most recently romance. His newest work BARBARY POINT is a love story and is available from Amazon kindle and

How did you come up with the title of your book?
My family owns a cottage on Lake Winnebago in Wisconsin. In front of the cottage along the shoreline is a small point of land that really has no name but in the story I called Barbary Point to coincide with one of the fictional character’s names. Everything else about the location and setting is based on reality—Lake Winnebago, Oshkosh, Roe Point, etc.--only the name of this landmark is made up.

What is BARBARY POINT about?
BARBARY POINT is about a young ambitious woman engaged to a wealthy older man who receives word that her father, whom she never knew because her parents were divorced when she was only three, has passed away. She has to fly up to Oshkosh, Wisconsin to close out his estate. She isn’t thrilled at the prospect of leaving Los Angeles but at her Mom’s request she books the ticket and goes, deciding she won’t have to stay long. While spending time on Lake Winnebago, however, the unexpected happens. She meets a fishing guide and falls in love.

What books have most influenced your life most?
There is not one specific book or even a group of books that has influenced my writing, rather many books. I’m a voracious reader of fiction—all genres, but mostly mainstream thrillers, dramas, horror and some romance—and I think every book I read probably has some influence on my writing, if only to introduce me to the reams of different styles and techniques out there for writing plots, developing characters and creating good entertaining stories. I try anyway.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
Same reply. I wouldn’t consider any single writer to be a mentor—there are many really talented authors and they all seem to do it differently, but the end result is the same. An engrossing piece of fiction.

What are your current projects?
Several. HEMLOCK POND is a horror story about a divorced woman and her young son who move into an old farmhouse with a haunted pond on the property. I’m also working on a sequel to my biomedical thriller GARGOYLES titled PLAGUE. SMILODON is also in the works—this is about a huge cat that terrorizes a small town in the Pacific Northwest.

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
For me, writing in general is challenging. At times I have to really prod myself to just sit down and put words down on paper. For me, there’s nothing worse that a totally blank sheet of white paper—and I’m supposed to fill those lines up with good entertaining fiction? Now that’s a challenge.

Do you have any advice for other writers?
Three words—persistence, persistence, persistence. Oh, here’s three more—Don’t give up!


When Kelly English flies back to Oshkosh, Wisconsin, to close out her father’s estate, the last thing on her mind is falling in love. Again. Kelly is twenty-eight and engaged to an older man who is quite wealthy. She’s happy, and only desires to make the trip back brief, sell her deceased father’s place, and return to her stable life in Los Angeles. However, while taking care of business in Oshkosh, Kelly meets a fishing guide, launching her on an emotional journey she never could have predicted or foreseen. BARBARY POINT is Kelly’s story of what happened that one magical week in May on the shores of Lake Winnebago when the ducklings hatch and the walleye run.



Mother always reminded me, ¯Kelly, love from the mind is nothing more than a pleasurable arrangement, whereas love from the heart lasts forever.

I had listened to these same exact words beginning in junior high, again in high school, and throughout college. And it always worried me I might not be able to tell the difference.

A man I deeply loved once told me that a fish lunges after an artificial lure solely on instinct. He sees it, wants it, and zappo, he‘s hooked.

Love is a lot like that. You see someone you want, the chemistry is there, and zappo, you‘re hooked.


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Thank you, Bobbye Terry, for having me over today. I’ve enjoyed sharing my thoughts with everyone.

Monday, March 28, 2011

I Interrupt This Blog for an Important Announcement

Today, is featuring a Terry Campbell book (my pseudonym with Linda Campbell). Woo-hoo!! Thanks ladies!

Now Available at Amazon

Only $.99!!

Friday, March 25, 2011

Book Review

How to Survive A Killer Séance
By Penny Warner
Mass Market release in 2011
by Obsidian, 290 pages.

Party planner Presley Parker is back. In another delightfully cozy murder mystery, she’s got herself enmeshed with some high-roller, high energy, digital silicon-valley types who are nothing if not focused. The problem is they seem to have left everything resembling human values back at the starting gate. Compassion? Nowhere to be found. Fidelity? It is to laugh.

The women are sexy and high energy, the guys are bright and energetic, if often ill-tempered, and poor Presley is caught between some over-stressed corporate types, her own urges and career needs, and her flakey mother. It’s easy to see where Penny gets some of her idiosyncrasies.

A wide range of characters? You bet. Unusual ideas and offbeat characters? Absolutely. This author fully understands what her readers are looking for and in spite of having already produced a huge number of enjoyable books, she continues to plumb her creative muse to write stories that satisfy a certain risibility and belief in the quirkiness of human nature.

A fast read, well-plotted, with a setting to die for, and characters that are distinct. This is yet another of Penny Warner’s diverting, novels. Here there is no gloom or doom, just a murder or two in dark rooms, secret passageways, unreal emanations and a fast romp to a perfectly designed conclusion.
Review is with permission:
Carl Brookins,
Devils Island, Bloody Halls, Reunion, Red Sky
more at Kindle, Smashwords & OmniLit!

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

And the winner of the Lucky Leprechaun Giveaway is...

Laura H.--Bornajhawk. Come on down! Congratulations to all who commented, and I hope you come back and maybe even read Buried in Briny Bay. The ladies will entertain you. ;)


Thursday, March 17, 2011

Top O' The Mornin' To Ya!

Dancing Leprechaun Animated Gif

Happy St. Paddy's Day and the pot o' gold is waiting in for ya in the form of a free download giveaway, see details farther down. My name is Manus McGill, here to be your guest for a sneak peak into the writing of Bobbye Terry (did ye know she has a lot o' Irish in her on her mother's side? Too bad her father's had all the Scottish). She writes under different names, so look out for Daryn Cross books and Terry Campbell ones. She even did a bit of collaboration on Alyssa Lyons' first book, just is na' writing the series. Take a look at the books above me. They're all hers, though she shares the anthologies with other writers.

Today, she asked I share a tidbit from her book, Buried on Briny Bay. She be givin' away a free download, she is, format is your choice. So make sure you comment for a chance to win.

Check out the excerpt below about the fella in the hotel room bed. Do you think he had a wee bit too much green beer?

Hesitating at the door to Room 225, Trixie knocked. The door creaked open a couple of inches and stopped. They stood there, looking at each other. Roxie strained to hear any movement inside. “Maybe he isn’t there.”

“The door’s open and the guy at the desk said he was in his room.”

Roxie shrugged. “Maybe he sneaked out when the guy wasn’t looking.”

Trixie exhaled sharply. “Come on Rox, nobody leaves their door open when they leave.” She pushed the door. As it swung open, they saw a body under the covers in bed. “Mr. Albright? Is it okay if we come in?”

“Frank, Frank, it’s Roxie. We just wanted to talk to you.” Roxie waited for a response that didn’t come. “Boy, he’s a sound sleeper. I wish I could do that. I wake up at the sound of a pin dropping. Then it’s up and down every couple of hours. I’m beginning to wonder if I have Fibromyalgia…”

“Would you please shut up! For Pete’s sake, what would make him got to sleep and not even lock his door. Do you think he got drunk?”

Roxie nodded her agreement. “Maybe, but he’s not snoring. Can you smell alcohol?” She took a delicate whiff of the air. “They say you can smell it a mile away if you don’t drink, and I only have a glass of wine now and again. I don’t smell anything.”

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Exciting News!

Terry Campbell's Fat Chance has made the front page of Daily Cheap Reads today. Go check it out:

Also, my interview with Desmond Haas has been posted at Romance Radio Network. Please tune in and listen while you work--or play:

Or go to the site--The Romance Radio Network episode location:

As for Daryn Cross, she will debut her new indie book, Millicent on March 25. For a limited time, it will be $.99, so watch for it.

Friday, March 11, 2011

The Roast is On!

Come join me at the beach:

Author Roast and Toast

Everone is celebrating Buried in Briny Bay's release with great food right at the ocean. No matter what The Weather Channel says, it's sunny and 88 degrees in Briny Bay.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Buried in Briny Bay Releases!

My mystery novella is now live on Amazon Kindle, All Romance Ebooks, Smashwords and Nook. I hope some of you will pick up a copy and let me know what you think. Right now it is on special at Smashwords until Saturday--only $1.50! Check out all Turquoise Morning Press books in the same sale. They're 50% off except for the Dirty Bits which are only $.99.

Roxie Turner finds herself up to her neck in trouble when her lifelong nemesis, Georgia Collins, is discovered buried in the town’s landfill. To make matters worse, with her characteristic Southern sass, Roxie has been saying she’d kill Georgia for more than twenty years. In fact, she listed the ways to do the woman in, constantly reminding prominent citizens of her intent. It was all a joke, or so she thought. But the joke turns on her as, suddenly, other dead bodies begin to pile up, all murdered with a technique from Roxie’s list.

Enlisting the assistance of handsome hunk, Greg Norris, Roxie’s sister, Trixie Frye, comes to her aid, bent on uncovering the killer and the truth. Can they find out both before Roxie goes to the big house?


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Monday, March 7, 2011

Inteview with Alyssa Lyons

Alyssa Lyons is an author of Chick Mystery. Her newest work Last Wishes is available from Black Opal Books.

How did you come up with the title of your book?
Our heroine, Jordan Davis, runs a funeral boutique named “Last Wishes: You Wish It—We Guarantee It.” In addition, one of the murder victim’s leaves a last wish for her godson. This wish and the reason behind damages his sense of self and turns the lives of all those around him inside out.

What is Last Wishes about?
It’s a murder mystery and study of life in a small Virginia city. As with most of the South, the town is as much a character as the people in the story. In Last Wishes, Jordan Davis obeys the law when it suits her. Right now isn’t one of those times. She knows someone is killing older women in Lynchburg. What she has to figure is if the killer is the sexy Judge Grayson Trent or if he is her only chance of uncovering the real murderer before she’s his next victim.

What books have most influenced your life?
This is an interesting question. I’m tackling it from what influenced me most as a person. I don’t have any specific titles, but rather genres. My ability to adapt and go with the flow, even in the face of future shock, comes from having read science fiction and fantasy most of my life. For example, I read a story by Arthur C. Clark when I was just eight. It was about a communication satellite and control of the world. When the first one actually went up, Telstar I, I was shocked. I’d thought we’d had them for years. Another genre that has impacted me is mystery. I loved them from Nancy Drew and Perry Mason to now Daniel Silva and Tammy Hoag. These stories taught and remind me how to see beyond the obvious and open new ways of viewing problem solving.

However, if I were to choose two titles that I go back to year after year, they would be Jane Eyre and The Count of Monte Cristo. Jane Eyre tells me that true love is not only possible but will win in the end over the most horrible obstacles. Monte Cristo reminds that there is justice in this world. This could explain why I write romance and mysteries.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
Ray Bradbury because of his sense of wonder, his embracing of the future, and his delicious sense of irony. He is writes short stories, novels, screenplays, and stage plays. He’s also an excellent writer from a technical standpoint.

What are your current projects?
I have just finished Clubbed to Death and it should be released in late Spring of this year. In this story, Jordan’s half-sister is accused of murdering the president of the Junior League with a golf club. Now a private investigator, Jordan searches for the real murderer, uncovering a plot targeting orphan children that puts her own life at risk. Stabbed and Slabbed will come out a month or two later. In this book, Jordan and Gray, will on a honeymoon cruise from hell, must discover who killed an obnoxious comedian and clear their own names before the ship limps back into port.

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
Keeping track of the characters and the time line. In Clubbed to Death I was writing along, I just knew who the killer was. After all, I plot everything. Then halfway through, I realized she wasn’t the killer, someone else was. Thank goodness, my subconscious knew before I did, because all the clues were there and I only had to rewrite two sentences.

Do you have any advice for other writers?
Write. Take workshops and learn your craft, but realize each instructor is only expressing his or her opinion and what works for them. Finish your manuscript. Edit and edit some more. For your final edit, read the book aloud, line by line. You will be shocked at what needs to be fixed.

If you want to be published by an established publisher do your homework: know the market and its requirements. Don’t be discouraged by rejection letters, just keep writing and submitting. If you want to be an Indie, make sure your work is as polished and professional as possible, if necessary hire an editor, and treat it as a business. Because it is.

Blurb: He was a judge. He didn’t break the law…at least not until he met her. Judge Grayson Trent never suspected the woman his Aunt Becca hired to handle her funeral arrangements would be the very same woman who has consumed his fantasies from the moment he saw her standing before him in court. He soon discovers she hasn’t changed her ways. Not only is she still ignoring the rules when it suits her, now she’s a target for murderer. Unless, she is the murderer herself.

She wasn’t really breaking the law, just bending it a little…and all for a good cause. Jordan Davis sees nothing wrong in breaking a silly city ordinance, especially when it interferes with her fulfilling the last wishes of her clients. To her Judge Trent is a narrow-minded, overbearing stick in the mud—a very sexy and hot stick in the mud. Until it seems as if he is responsible for several murders. Maybe the hunk of a judge isn’t as law abiding as she thought. Or maybe they’re both in danger of being a killer’s next victim.

“There she is! That’s Jordan Davis! The woman ruining our lives!”

Judge Grayson Trent winced at his mother’s uncharacteristic outburst. Normally her voice never rose above a genteel drawl, except when yelling at him. As he slanted a glance to his right, the idling engine of the motorcycle beside them drew his attention—a red Triumph Rocket III. The rider wore a one-piece red-leather catsuit that he’d swear was painted on the long-legged figure of a Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover model. A full face red helmet shielded her head from view, except for an enticing curly black ponytail brushing her lower back in the breeze.

Attached to the bike’s back, where the second seat should have been, was a red metal cage with roll bar.

He grinned at the panting black miniature Schnauzer, his front paws on the edge of the cage. He wore a custom-made red crash helmet with faceplate and a small black leather jacket. Emblazoned in red letters across the back was “Born to Ride.”

Gray chuckled. “The pooch looks capable of handling the controls.”

“It’s a trap. That sweet animal is just another one of her weapons.” Libby inched forward until they were even with the driver. “You don’t understand. She’s a charlatan! She draws in unsuspecting old people who have money with promises she’ll make their last wishes come true.”

“And this ruins our lives how.” Unable to stop himself from feasting his eyes on that red catsuit, he stared at the dog’s mistress. “Have you been fighting about Becca?”

“Gracious, no. We don’t even talk.”

“So what’s the problem?”

Then she raised the face shield on her helmet.

Their gazes met.

He groaned. “It’s her.”

She was a she-demon, a succubus. He’d seen her once, three thousand miles from here and been on fire since. He couldn’t go to sleep without seeing her dark blue eyes with touches of purple staring at him, beseeching him. Every night he imagined her splayed in his bed, her long, wavy black hair spread over his pillow filling his dreams with heat.

He hadn’t imagined he’d ever see her again. But he’d hoped he would. If he wanted his life back, he had to exorcise her from his mind, and what better time to start then now, on her home turf. That way when he left to return to California, he’d be free of her.

His eyes widened at of the look surprise on her face. Or was that interest? He hoped the former, yet both dreaded and desired the latter. As a judge and knowing what she was, he should have nothing to do with her. He snorted. Yeah, tell that to the fantasies kept up at night and put her face on every woman he was with.

Narrowing his eyes, he returned her look with his most judicial glare, the one guaranteed to put the fear of God into criminal defendants appearing before him.

Except for her.

Surprise lit her eyes. Then she did the damnedest thing—gave him a slow, sexy smile and winked.

God help him. He thought she’d learned her lesson in San Francisco when he almost tossed her in jail for twenty-four hours for defacing public property. Instead, he’d let her off with a fine and warning. If his mother was right, she hadn’t learned a thing.

The moment the light turned green, she shot him a sassy grin, tapped the shield back into place and peeled off down Boonsboro Road, the schnauzer hanging on for dear life.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Interview with Author Susan Whitfield

Susan Whitfield is a mystery author. Her newest work is available from L&L Dreamspell.

What is the name of your latest book and how did you come up with the title?
The latest book in the Logan Hunter Mystery series is entitled Sin Creek. The title began as Gator Creek because the book is set around Alligator Creek near Wilmington, North Carolina but I later changed the name to Sin Creek because it fits the book’s content much better.

What is about?
Here’s the blurb: The Cape Fear River snakes through eastern North Carolina past the stunning port city of Wilmington, and sidling up next to it is Gator Creek. Some call it “Sin Creek”, a sliver of water where wickedness and decadence take precedence over decency.

When SBI Agent Logan Hunter discovers a dead UNC-Wilmington co-ed used porn to pay tuition, she tracks down and questions other co-eds, learning that far too many of them have been coerced into the raunchy business and have scars to prove it. Hunter battles dens of iniquity, zeroing in on a brazen but somehow illusive ferry to find a deranged killer and bring down the porn operations while trying to keep her recent marriage to Agent Chase Railey from falling apart. Even though she succeeds in finding the killer, the investigation changes her life in ways she could never have imagined.

At the front of the book, I’ve written a letter to readers about what inspired the book. I’ll share it with you:

Dear Reader,

Inspiration for the book you’re holding in your hands is based
on a repulsive truth I fashioned into fiction to raise public awareness
about the seamy side of some young lives, and the monetary
lures that plunge far too many into Internet notoriety, terminal
disease, and sometimes, violent death.

Back when I was a high school administrator, I asked a student
of mine how her sister coped with college life. She told me
her sister found a lucrative way to raise tuition and live “the high
life.” What this student said next left me shaken, and I’ve never
been quite the same since.

I went home that night and searched for Internet information the student
had casually given me, hoping to find no truth in what she
said. I couldn’t have been more wrong! I still shiver that some
among us are so willing to be part of the filthy underbelly that
runs beneath many of our towns and cities.

Research for this book challenged me to search my soul, and
I stopped on many occasions not certain if I should continue. But
someone needs to tell this story—as ugly and offensive as it may be.

SIN CREEK is truly a work of fiction. However, the seed
that started it is alive and spreading like a lethal dose of poison
throughout society.

“Porn is a multi-billion dollar business in the USA.”

“Five million new cases of STDs surface every year around the world.”

What books have influenced your life most? I loved Little Women and other books about strong women when I was a child, but I really became a mystery fan when I picked up a James Patterson book. I love the Cross series and have read every one of them. I’m also a big fan of Scottoline, Gerritsen, Hoag, Cornwell, and Sandra Brown.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
Patterson, I suppose.

What are your current projects?
I’m currently writing a non-series book about two menopausal women who’ve been friends since infancy. Their misadventures include shopping for sex toys, using a cheating husband’s belongings for target practice, and coping with cruelty to animals and a debilitating illness.

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
Focusing. I think I have adult ADD. Seriously.

Do you have any advice for other writers?
Persevere! Believe in yourself! And for Pete’s sake, edit thoroughly before you publish it.

Excerpt from Sin Creek:

But Taryn saved the day in the sweetest way. She stood beside
us and presented Chase and me with the Mason jar filled
with rainwater, now wrapped in ribbon. Everyone looked on
with great curiosity.

“Logan and Chase, as you begin your life together, know
that we all love you and wish you many happy and healthy years
together. And when you have your first child, use this rainwater—
which I caught on the first day of your life as husband and
wife—to baptize him. The water has been boiled and the jar sealed
until that day. May you both be blessed.”

Taryn got a standing ovation and I cried. I’d never heard of
such a charming gesture, and Chase and I would cherish the gift
until we had the opportunity to use it some years down the road.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Super-Snooper Blogfest

Join me today to talk about one of my character's stuff. As part of this blogfest, I'll be giving away a digital copy of my novella, Buried in Briny Bay when it is released by Turquoise Morning Press on March 14th. So comment about my entry and let me know if you like cozy mysteries with a generous dose of humor. After you're done, click on the button on the right sidebar and go to the main site to choose another blog in this blogfest.

Which character's stuff is discussed below?

(Character) smiled as a stranger walked up and handed her the tab. “Hope you’ll come back for some more Southern hospitality.”

“I will,” the man said. “Best lemon ice box pie I ever ate.”

“House special,” she said with a big grin. After he walked out, (Character) leaned back down on the counter. “That guy sure seemed like a scout.”

“They have scouts for diners now?”

(Character's)eyes widened. “Don’t you have cable? Look at all those shows like that guy that tries to beat the record and get his name and picture on the wall, and there’s even one that highlights the twenty best places to eat across country. Food is something people never get tired of looking at and then wanting to devour. It could mean a booming business for the diner.”

“Whatever. You better hope Floyd doesn’t retire anytime soon from the barber shop.”

“I’ll drain him dry, honey. Besides, it’s one of the only professions where he can watch TV between customers. A match made in couch potato heaven."

Friday, February 18, 2011

What is a Cozy?

When a writer has been writing a while, he forgets that everyone may not be familiar with the terminology, even if the reader has had contact with the material. Though there is a blurring between the lines in both sub-genres and genres in general, I thought I’d just pop in and give my take on the elements of the cozy mystery. At a later time, I may come back to discuss suspense and how that differs.

Think of a cozy as just that, warm and fuzzy, feel-good. The sleuth in the story is generally an amateur, though some are professionals, many of whom are retired or have changed professions. The setting of the cozy is usually in a small town or community. It can be set in a city but, if it is, it’s probably confined to a small area with a related group of people. The cozy generally relies on humor during the solving of the crime (murder or other), a crime that happens early in the book and usually not graphically described. It is common for the crime to take place “off-camera,” and the heroine (and/or hero) arrive shortly after. The heroine is involved with the crime on a personal level somehow and usually bungles along while trying to solve the puzzle. The cast of characters often includes some quirky idiosyncratic friends and neighbors who help or hinder the heroine or simply add the delight factor.

The reader should be integrally involved in solving the crime, and the writer must supply all clues necessary to the solution, including some false ones, red herrings as David Fingerman describes in the blog below.

I have a series of cozy novellas debuting in March from Turquoise Morning Press. The first in the series, Buried in Briny Bay, introduces the two main characters, Roxie Turner and her sister, Trixie Frye. These two ladies, aged 42 and 54, are thrown into solving their first crime when Georgia Collins, Roxie’s nemesis of more than twenty years is found dead and buried in the town’s landfill.

Since the beginning, Roxie has been telling everyone who would listen she planned to kill the woman, even listing methods to accomplish it. Now people are dying around her and all of their deaths seem to point back to her. Helping the sisters in their crime solving is Greg Norris, Private Investigator, who becomes Roxie’s love interest in the stories.

Here’s a short excerpt:
Trixie groaned as she flopped on her living room sofa. “I’d never have guessed our town’s detectives could be so downright unpleasant.”

“Make that shitty.” Roxie sat in a side chair and crossed her arms. “I can’t believe our own brother took us in. And you were just about as bad. Thanks for getting us dragged in for two hours.”

“Look.” Trixie waved her finger in the air. “I was dragged in with you. It’s no fun being related to a cold-blooded killer.”

“I am not a killer.” Roxie voice quivered on the last word.

“Sorry.” Trixie kicked off her shoes. “I told you the detectives surprised me with how good they are—at the end, they even had me convinced.”

Roxie sagged against the chair back. “Sure I’ve thought of ways to kill Georgia for nigh on twenty years, but I could have done a lot better than dumping her in the landfill. Even throwing her in the Pamlico Sound like I suggested once. That would have been better. There’ve been a lot of bodies they’ve never found out there. It’s just a matter of watching the tide and the moon phase. Then there’s that area, you know the one off the point with all the sharp jutting rocks and the deep drop-off…”

“Roxie, too much information. Remember, Georgia’s dead with a capital ‘D.’” Trixie rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Who else would the police think did it? You had cause, that’s for sure, and you’ve even told the mayor how you planned to kill her. Everyone thought you were joshing, but now that someone’s actually murdered her, well, thinking you did it is a natural conclusion.”

“So how do we convince them otherwise, Trix? I don’t look good in yellow or stripes.”

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Guest David Fingerman - Red Herrings

Today's guest blogger is mystery/suspense author, David Fingerman. Welcome, David. I can't wait to see what you say about the use of red herrings in your mystery/suspense/thriller, SPYDER, to be released soon.

Red herring (noun) a dried smoked herring, which is turned red by the smoke (New Oxford American Dictionary). Ha! Didn't think I was going to go there, did you?

Okay, to be fair: red herring 2 (noun) esp. a clue, that is or is not intended to be misleading or distracting.

Real life is full of red herrings. Defense lawyers do it all the time trying to create reasonable doubt; politicians use them to skirt around issues and campaign promises. Advertisements are misleading you constantly in order to convince you that you absolutely need their product. Even daters try to lead you down false paths.

"Your profile said you were 6'4", 220 pounds."
"I have a dyslexia problem, but the 220 pounds is pretty accurate."

"It also said you had brown hair and blue eyes."
"Well, my hair used to be brown, and my eyes are blue when I remember to put the right contacts in."

With life so inundated with red herrings, why do I find it so difficult to write them into my novels? How tough can it be? As a writer you are taking the reader on a guided path of suspended disbelief. Yet I have trouble taking the reader on that misleading temporary detour. When I write a novel, I generally know how I want it to begin and know how I want it to end. The challenge for me is connecting the two with around 250 pages. I'd get to a point and think, "Oh, I should lead them away from the villain now." The red herrings came out lame and artificial. I didn't believe it myself and that was one of the problems. Try to place yourself as the reader. Does it make sense to stray off the main path?

Unfortunately, I've read a number of authors who must've had the same problem that I have ~ and they got published. Did you ever read Whispers by Dean Koontz? If you haven't, don't waste your time. The plot was thin and that's being nice. It took me 50 pages to figure out the mystery (the book is over 400 pages). His red herrings were, well, lame. Every time he tried to lead me somewhere else, my main question was "What about the obvious?" Koontz wasted pages of taking the reader on detours that were obviously dead ends. (I don't mean to pick on poor Mr. Koontz, I've read other Koontz novels that were quite exceptional. I highly recommend Odd Thomas and Tick Tock.)

As a writer, how does one avoid that trap? For starters, don't make the ending obvious (I can sense the eye rolling). Okay, one way is keep your red herring as close to the truth of the novel as possible. Plant the seed. If you want the reader to think that Professor Plum stabbed the victim with a candlestick in the study, leave a bloody candlestick in Professor Plum's room. The reader can discover in due time that Colonel Mustard planted it there.

Another big thing I learned, and this is more of a mindset ~ as stated earlier, I try and make myself believe that the red herring can happen. It makes perfect sense to suspect Professor Plum. After all, not only was the candlestick in his room, but he was also having an affair with Mrs. Peacock.

Also, when taking your reader on a detour, make sure to block the main path. That was a major problem with Whispers. Koontz tried to lead me off the main path when there was no reason to do so. The smoother transition the better. Ideally, if you can make the reader feel like they've never left that main path, all the better. It's okay for your characters to lie. A good properly placed lie can mislead the reader for chapters. And one last piece of advice ~ don't forget to point a couple of clues at the guilty party. I've actually guessed the murderer in some novels because they were the only one that was never suspected.

So much for my expertise about red herrings, now mislead me. While you're doing that I think I'll try some of that red herring the dictionary was telling me about. Meanwhile, you can read about my upcoming release:

Thirty-year-old Spyder doesn't waste time thinking how much lower he can sink. When he finds his girlfriend dead as the result of drugs he supplied, Spyder contemplates his life and decides it’s time to do what he's avoided most of his days – join mainstream society. All he needs to do is kick the drug habit, find a job, a place to live, and earn some money. Easy. He’s done it hundreds of times, but never all at once. As always, Fate steps in and knees him in the groin. All the dregs he's ever known want their say. George won't stop his pestering, Sal needs a huge favor, Coon is hunting for a certain arachnid, and Spyder's dealer doesn't want to lose one of his best customers. As things spiral out of control, Spyder tangles himself in a web so tight that even he might never be able to escape.

SPYDER is a novel of gripping suspense, cutting wit, and twisted humor. It will leave you cursing and cheering for this most unconventional antihero

David Fingerman sold his first short story in 1993. Since then he has not looked back. After leaving his job of 24 years in the Hennepin County court system, David decided to write full time. Although he still loves writing short stories, he has switched his main focus to novel writing. In August 2010, L&L Dreamspell released his first novel, "Silent Kill." It will soon be followed by "Spyder" and "Playing the Hand She's Dealt."

David is married and lives in Minneapolis.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Interview with Therese Kincaide

Therese Kinkaide is an author of women’s fiction. Her newest work Fairytale is available from Wings E Press.

What is the name of your latest book? And how did you come up with the title?

My latest book is called Fairytale. It’s a story that moves from present to past and certain chapters fall under certain fairytales, depending on what is going on in the story. There are Rapunzel chapters, Cinderella chapters, Beauty and the Beast chapters and the final chapter belongs to the heroine of the book, Caroline. She doesn’t have a fairytale love, and she has to summon the inner courage and strength to save herself.

What is Fairytale about?

Fairytale is a suspense/thriller for women. It is the story of a woman who has awakened from a coma, with a body that has sustained severe injuries and no memory of how those injuries happened. Caroline Wolfe has to use gut instinct to decide who she trusts as she becomes familiar with a house that is supposedly hers and fights for the memories she feels have been taken from her. Her very life may depend on regaining those memories.

What books have most influenced your life most?

The Deep End of the Ocean by Jacquelyn Mitchard had a big influence on my life, both in regard to my writing and my daughter. She was only three at the time I read it, and I was so scared after reading about the abduction in that book that I would get up all through the night and check on her while she slept. It was also the book that helped me scrap an old manuscript and rewrite it. It’s self-published now, but it did lead me to my current writing style. There are other books that were so powerful they’ve stayed with me for years after I’ve read them, but I can’t say they influenced my life, other than my writing. Patricia Cornwell’s book Trace really influenced my writing style. I loved her use of present tense. I felt like I was involved in the action as it happened, and apparently it really affected me, because every time I sit down to write, I find myself writing in present tense. Some publishers don’t care for present tense, so sometimes I have to go back and change everything to past tense.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

I’m not sure I can choose. I haven’t really worked hand in hand with any writers; however, I will say certain writers have had a big influence on my style and voice and other writers have been very supportive of my efforts. I’ve been told that my writing (style, not subject matter) is comparable to Patricia Cornwell’s, Audriana Triggiani’s, Alice Hoffman’s, and Jodi Picoult’s writing. I don’t know how comparable my style is, but I will say I admire these women very much. I have always loved Diane Chamberlain’s books, and she has always had kind words and encouragement for me. Also, Linda Rettstatt, a fellow Wings author, has been very supportive of my writing, as well as a great inspiration. There are days when the blank screen on my computer is very daunting, but Linda is so prolific, I think okay, Linda’s working so hard, you can do it too.

What are your current projects?

I am currently writing a Christmas themed women’s fiction novel, and I hope I can finish a rough draft soon. The Christmas music is killing me now that Christmas is over. I also have two other manuscripts started: one is a disco time travel romance, which is very different from anything I’ve written but so much fun, and the other is a young adult romance. Following that, I have plans for a sequel to a young adult book I wrote last spring.

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

I am not one to outline much. The more notes I take, the less compelled I am to write the story. I’m getting better about envisioning my story line as an arc and picturing myself moving around that arc as I write in order to keep the pace of the story. Having that image in my mind helps me stay focused on what I need to write, and yet it can still be difficult to sit down and write something every day. Sometimes after I’ve been sitting at the computer for fifteen or twenty minutes, I decide it’d be much easier to do laundry or more fun to check email.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

I guess the advice I’ve taken from other writers that’s helped me the most is to write. Don’t talk about the book you’re going to write, write it. Don’t get hung up on edits or genre or word count. Write your story. Be passionate about your writing. Believe in yourself.

Here's a blurb from Fairytale:

Caroline Wolfe is a modern day Rapunzel, locked away in a third story bedroom. She has no memory, no past. In fact, Caroline has nothing but a son she doesn’t remember, a friend she is afraid to trust, a husband she isn’t sure she wants to remember, and a gut feeling that something is very wrong in her house.

As Caroline begins to remember bits and pieces of her past, she is overcome with fear. The more she remembers, the more desperate she is to regain her complete memory. Her life may depend on it.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Get caught reading a Turquoise Morning Press book!

TMP has a great offer for readers, a free TMP e-book of choice to anyone sending them a photo of you or a friend reading one of their books (including my short story in the latest release, Be Mine, Valentine). You can be reading it on an ereader. Just take or have someone snap a photo showing the cover page on the reader or the page of Chapter One (or however you want to do this creatively). More details here:

Mary O'Dell reading Renee Vincent's Raeliksen on Friday, January 28, 2011 at Karen's Book Barn in La Grange, Kentucky.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Debut Day!

I have four short stories out today, three in two anthologies in L&L Dreamspell pubications under my pseudonyms, Terry Campbell and Daryn Cross and one in the Be Mine, Valentine anthology form Turquoise Morning Press. The last one is the first published under my real name, so I am very excited.Ot is available at these links:
Amazon Kindle:
All Romance EBooks:

Here are the other covers and the links:

All Romance E-Books

All Romance E-Books

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Versatile Blogger Award!

My friend Monti Sykes, was good enough to give this to me. I must thank her and apologize for waiting so long to post it.

As a 'taggie' I am supposed to do the following:
1) Share 7 things about myself.
2) Pass this award on to 15 other bloggers recently discovered.
3) Notify the recipients.
4) Link the blogger who gave this award.

So here we go:
Seven things about myself:
1) I am a former tennis champ in team tennis, tri-state division in Michelob Light team tennis.
2) I won the Lynchburg News & Advance cooking contest on year for the appetizer division (cream of broccoli soup).
3) I was President of the Lynchburg Business and Professional Women's Club.
4) I learned how to play chess when I was six.
5) I planned on being a Chemistry major in college after I graduated with the high school's science award.
6) I got five numbers out of six on the VIrginia State Lottery the year it started.
7) I was President of my church's Methodist Youth Fellowship.

I will now pass this award on to the following bloggers:
1) Jennifer at
2) April at
3) The ladies at
4) Anastasia at
5) Jenn at
6) Marva at
7) Clare at
8) Beth at
9) Renee at
10) Jennifer at
11) Kerri at
12) The ladies at
13) The ladies at
14) Julie at //
15) Heather at

You ladies all rock!

Friday, January 21, 2011

Another New Cover and Trailer!

These are for one of my Terry Campbell books, Slam Sisters of Serendipity, but I had to share.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Welcome to Marriage With Style

Hi everyone, I hope you don’t mind meeting in my bridal boutique. You see, Henrietta Franklin is due in about thirty minutes for a fitting. She can be a bit persnickety and a regular faucet, so I don’t dare try to leave in case I can’t get back in time. I do love to talk and sometimes I find it hard to stop. You know how it is when you’re the unofficial AP for a small town.

Grab yourself some coffee. I have hot water and tea bags too. You choose. Now to why I’m here. My sister hijacked Bobbye’s blog again. You see, Trix is a bit out-of-sorts with Bobbye. Seems our author has been finishing another manuscript and not working on ours. As Trixie says, Marriage Murders is just waiting to be told. She figured it was only fitting I explain why. Okay, the plain truth forces me to fess up to the fact I threatened her beyond an inch of her life if she tried to sneak in here again and take over until I’d had my say.

Oh, my goodness, where are my manners? I’m Roxie Turner. Whatever lies my sister told you before, please ignore them. She’s still miffed I was the baby and got all the attention, not to mention I am only in my early forties while she’s twelve years older and facing senility. Oh, and then there’s the fact she’s married to Floyd, the Great White Couch Potato, while I am the gay widow. Gay as in happy, let’s not spread any rumors.

Now, as Trix told you, I’m sure, because she just blurts out everything she knows, our first book in the Briny Bay Mysteries, Buried in Briny Bay, comes out in mid-March from Turquoise Morning Press. The second book will tell the story of my lead role in solving the mystery of my marriage party’s murders. Why would anyone murder the groom, much less start picking off other members in the same wedding? It was a mite deadly for a while, but not half as explosive as my cat-war with one Marlowe Malone. Snarling red-nailed she-lion. That woman better leave my Greg Norris alone. Okay, maybe he doesn’t know the full extent of my affections and the fact I’ve laid full-fledge claim to him, but women have to keep their secrets, you know.

I suppose I’ve jumped too far ahead. First you need to join me as I get out of my tussle and a jail sentence for the murder of Georgia Collins. A fortune teller told me my life would be full of excitement, but she never told me what kind.
Whoops! Gotta go now, I hear Bobbye coming back with a cup of tea. She’s such a Southern lady. See ya’!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Welcome to the Happy Daze Diner

Hi, folks, take a seat in the Happy Daze Diner and let Trix get you a house special icebox lemon pie and some sweet tea. You say you just came in from the snow? Oh, that’s right, the South does have a bitter front going through. No problem, I have the Blue Plate Special too, slow cooking pot roast, mashed potatoes with gravy, and green beans made from some out of my very own freezer. Of course if you’re a vegetarian, not that I think it’s normal, I was after all brought up a true salt pork and ham hock Southern girl, I can make you a veggie plate. Coffee’s on the house.

Now for those of you who are confused, this is Bobbye Terry’s blog. She’s just busy right now writing the sequel to my sister, Roxie’s and my first novella, “Buried in Briny Bay.” I told Rox I was going to sneak in here and introduce myself. Trixie Frye here. As you can see, I own this diner. I’m married to Floyd Frye, my very own couch potato when he’s not working as a barber at his shop. Of course even at work he can watch TV, which does make me ponder how good his haircuts really are. Never mind, enough about Floyd. He is an albatross I have to bear. I shouldn’t subject him on others.

Now about Bobbye, she’s not much on publicity, which is why I sneaked in here, but my sister and I know all the ropes. After all, I have this diner and Roxie runs the Marriage with Style Bridal Boutique. Poor Rox, always a bridal consultant, never a bride. Okay, she did up and marry a fella more than twenty years ago but he ended up dead in the most curious manner. I don’t want to spoil the first book, so please excuse me for not sharing all the details. That feels a mite strange, cause it’s not like me at all. The price one has to pay for being in a book. Oh, well.

About the book, novella, that is, it’ll be in electronic form and published by Turquoise Morning Press March 14th. “Buried in Briny Bay” takes place in the fine town of Briny Bay, North Carolina, just off the Pamlico Sound. Normally, nothing much happens in Briny Bay, but starting with Roxie’s supposed alien abduction (not that I’m buying it) and now with the death of her nemesis, Georgia Collins, at the beginning of the novella, I’d say things are going to get a whole lot hotter around here.

Speaking of hot, did I mention we have a newcomer to Briny Bay, Greg Norris, hunky P.I.? He does make Roxie’s heart go pitty pat. But, I swear the woman moves slower than Floyd on Sports Sunday. Don’t know if she’ll even know how to move down the right path, so we’ll just have to see.

Whoops! Just heard Bobbye coming this way, so better skedaddle. Uh, this visit’s just between us, okay? *Wink wink* That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Bye!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Mystery Contract for Novella series!

Buried in Briny Bay, the first of four Briny Bay mysteries is closer to becoming a reality since yesterday. Turquoise Morning Press has accepted it for publication March 14th with the others spaced out every few months for the next year. I am over the moon--Snoopy dance in outer space!

To celebrate, here is the video book trailer for the first novella.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

New Novel Contracted!

I'm on a roll, folks! I am happy to announce my sequel to Coming to Climax will now become a reality. I don't have a release date yet for Nick of Time, probably in 2012, but Turquoise Morning Press has accepted it for publication. Just a bit to entice you: