Posted in Book Release, Guest Post, Historical on August 24, 2021

 

 

Synopsis

 

As war overtakes the frontier, Emma’s family farmstead is attacked by Dakota-Sioux warriors; on that same prairie, Oenikika desperately tries to hold on to her calling as a healer and follow the orders of her father, Chief Little Crow. When the war is over and revenge-fueled war trials begin, each young woman is faced with an impossible choice. In a swiftly changing world, both Emma and Oenikika must look deep within and fight for the truth of their convictions—even as horror and injustice unfolds all around them.

Inspired by the true story of the thirty-eight Dakota-Sioux men hanged in Minnesota in 1862—the largest mass execution in US history—Dovetails in Tall Grass is a powerful tale of two young women connected by the fate of one man.

 

 

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Praise

 

“Through her honest and uncluttered writing style, Samantha Specks weaves together the threads of heart and history. In doing so, we are reminded that love is the life force that frees us all.” — Kathleen A. Blatz, retired Chief Justice, Minnesota Supreme Court

“Samantha Specks weaves an unforgettable tale of two women in frontier America — one white, one Dakota — each changed forever by the violence of colonization. A remarkably thoughtful and honest look at the human cost of westward expansion; a welcome addition to the world of historical fiction in this new era of truthful storytelling without romanticization of the past. Specks makes a strong debut with Dovetails in Tall Grass. She will be an author worth watching.” — Olivia Hawker, bestselling author of One for the Blackbird, One for the Crow

“As a journalist, and as an amateur Minnesota history buff, I appreciate Samantha Specks’s painstaking task of blending the stories of actual historical people with the voices of determination from both young women. I love how she authentically took us back in time and left me wanting to read more. Brava!” — Diana Pierce, retired news anchor for KARE-TV (NBC), and president of Diana Pierce Productions

“Dovetails in Tall Grass allows readers to ponder how history might have been altered if rather than might, we employed our brains and hearts. A perfect choice for book clubs!” — Martha Hunt Handler, president of the Wolf Conservation Center and author of Winter of the Wolf

“A beautiful debut! This haunting yet hopeful story lives on long after the last page is turned.” — Abby Mathews, host of the Mom Writes Podcast

“This sweeping story is a gripping epic of a time in our history that we did not know. Emma and Oenikika are painted so vividly that the story stays with you long after you finish. We cannot wait to read the next book!” — Lori Barghini, The Lori & Julia Show, myTalk 107.1

“Specks’s meticulously researched and vividly depicted tale follows one brutal instance of the disintegration in U.S./Native American relations. The story slowly builds to a sad and inevitable conclusion that pays homage to those who needlessly lost their lives. The book kept me on the edge of my seat until I turned the last page, and I highly recommend it!” — Cindy Burnett, Book Columnist, Podcaster, and Literary Salon Host

“My favorite books teach me something about myself and the world I live in. Dovetails in Tall Grass taught me about the land I grew up on and I finally learned WHY there are few (or maybe no) indigenous people in southern Minnesota — a question I never asked in any of my history courses growing up. Based on true events, Dovetails in Tall Grass brings light to a particularly dark moment in Midwest and especially Minnesota history with an understanding that there are multiple sides to every conflict, and we must stop, listen, and learn to respect each other.” — Terri LeBlanc, owner of Swamp Fox Bookstore

 

 

Guest Post

 

Inspired by the true story of the thirty-eight Dakota-Sioux men hanged in Minnesota in 1862the largest mass execution in US historyDovetails in Tall Grass is a tale of two young women connected by the fate of one man.

 

Writing Historical Fiction with debut novelist Samantha Specks

 

Though my novel is about events in 1862, for me the story started on Christmas 2005. A bitter wind blew snow over a country road. I was a high-schooler, cozy riding in my parents’ Suburban making the final turn to my grandparents’ home, when my blue eyes spotted something new. Headlights illuminated shapes moving across the darkening horizon. A group of men on horseback. Curious, I asked my parents why people were riding in the cold. My mother explained: “They’re Dakota who are marching to show they haven’t forgotten what happened here long ago.” And I’ve spent the last 15 years of my life learning what they haven’t forgotten.

It was that cold night on the frozen Minnesota prairie when the first seeds of the Dovetails story were planted in my heart. The men who I crossed paths with were the Dakota 38+2 Riders. To commemorate the US-Dakota War anniversary and promote reconciliation, this group still rides every December from Lower Brule, South Dakota to the site of the mass hangings in Mankato, Minnesota. Their journey inspired the girl I was and the woman, and author, I am today.

 

Writing Dovetails in Tall Grass

 

Dovetails grew its way through the cracks in my life. In hindsight, I can see how there was space for that, as my career path was meandering; I previously worked in sports broadcast journalism and as a therapist. It was during my graduate studies in 2011 that I began diving deeper into my interest in the US-Dakota War; somewhere amidst the academic research and my personal interest, I began to interpret the history with a lens for a story, through the perspective of two women. Still, years and a career passed by. It wasn’t until 2017, once my husband and I had moved from Minnesota to Texas that he encouraged me, “why don’t you finally write that book idea you always talk about?” The story had pushed its way through, grown too big to ignore. A nudge and a new beginning in the Lone Star State were what I needed to give it the time and space it deserved.

Once the moving boxes were unpacked, I had to figure out how to write a book. I didn’t even own a laptop, so a visit to the Apple store was a starting point. My mind was overflowing with ideas. A massive roll of artist’s paper seemed like a good purchase as well. Then I spent six months doing intensive research. There was no information about the US-Dakota War that was too big or too small. My brain wanted it all: scholarly articles, old texts from libraries that hadn’t been checked out for years, or page 7 of comments on Minnesota History message boards. It was time well spent. Once I really knew the history inside and out, I outlined. I unrolled that giant scroll of artists paper and made detailed historical timelines and abstract conceptual character boards. Hours upon hours, I sat on my hardwood floor surrounded by torn sheets of paper, stacks of texts, random pages flagged in open books, and my keyboard home row already worn from the constant clickety-clack of notetaking. After a few months, I sat back and looked at the chaos of a story around me. I let myself feel it. It wasn’t in the past; it overwhelmed my heart now. This war was complex. Ugly. Unresolved. This time in history mattered so much to me.

I knew it, I felt it, I had it. It was time to write.

I took a deep breath, let it out, and started typing. Most mornings, I’d head to a Starbucks with a singular goal of getting the fictional characters of 1862 living in my mind onto a Microsoft Word document. Some days I felt hopeful the writing was taking the shape of a story, but most days I felt like an imposter. I was a first-timer, and it was excruciating. To me, my pages were rough, messy, and imperfect. After a morning of writing, I’d stop at Brazos Bookstore to look at the historical fiction section. Beautiful covers, stunning prose. How did writers do this? Mornings at the coffee shop began to feel dreadful. When I opened my document, those first draft pages felt like I was catching a glimpse of myself midway through a dental procedure. Mouth open bizarrely wide, water and bits of whatnot spraying about, drills zinging and polishers whooshing too loudly in my ears. The world was already full of brilliant authors with dazzling work who smiled perfectly from the shelves. Real, flawless, writing like that was something my messy pages could never be. When I started working with an editor, my insecurity only worsened. I couldn’t look at myself. My stomach flipped with anxiety each time I saw my editor’s name pop up in my inbox. Despite her positivity and encouragement, the comments, deletions, and suggestions throughout my pages flagged my failure. A professional was making it clear that I didn’t have the writing chops. Who was I kidding?

One day, probably while I was avoiding writing and in some rabbit hole of research, I stumbled upon an image of JK Rowling’s edited Harry Potter pages. They were marked top to bottom, Xs over massive blocks of her writing. Wait… what? Rowling’s edits were messy?! My next visit to the bookstore, the shelves looked different to me. The titles were still awe-inspiring. But the authors’ names were superhuman in a new way… they didn’t get here because they wrote a perfect first draft. They got here because they pushed through every comment, suggestion, flag, cut paragraphs, deleted precious words time and time again. The process was ugly. Ugly and necessary.

My therapist brain flipped on. An editor’s feedback would be exposure therapy for me. Bit by bit, I’d face and feel the anxiety of looking at my words. And in that discomfort of exposure, bit by bit, I’d get stronger. I needed to get okay with the ‘ugly and necessary’. Shame dissolved in the light of that truth.

Before long, I was refreshing my inbox, hoping to see my editor’s name pop up. I craved feedback. I didn’t need my writing to be the Harry Potter; I needed it to be Rowling’s marked-up pages. And with that shift in my thinking, the words poured out of me.

I got down to it and I wrote a book.

After a handful of years writing, I don’t think of myself as a “writer”. I think of myself as someone who is just lucky enough to tap into compelling ideas when I learn about significant times in history. After I’ve spent time in the trenches of research, the fictional story is something totally outside of myself that I just happen to be able to see. The more I study the fascinating dynamics of our past (cough cough *present*), the more fire lights within me and illuminates just what complexities would play out in a story arc. If I can get my fingers to type fast enough, the actual writing feels like grabbing the ideas/feelings/characters invisibly floating beyond my mind and sticking them onto the physical page. If I write well enough, at the end of my work the fire will spread to a reader turning the pages of a meaningful story playing out on our vibrant and vivid past.

 

Hopes for a Reader

 

After finishing Dovetails in Tall Grass, these are my hopes for a reader…

I hope a reader sets the book down and thinks, “Wow, I can’t believe I didn’t know about this time in history before…” and they instantly google “Chief Little Crow” or “Dakota 38+2 Riders” — and maybe even search for “Emma Heard” or “Oenikika” because these fictional characters feel so real, they must be part of the actual history.

I hope this is a novel that makes a reader look forward to her book club meeting – that it brings out lively, engaging, dynamic conversation in a group. And that she chooses to chime in a few more times than she usually does in that discussion.

And finally, at the end of the day, I hope a reader remembers Dovetails in Tall Grass a novel that made her think, feel, and question. When someone asks her, “Have you read any good books lately?” She recommends it; not just because she liked the story but because she wants others to know how much the US-Dakota War of 1862 mattered.

 

 

About the Author


Samantha Specks is a licensed independent clinical social worker. She and her husband live in Houston with their baby (Pippa) and fur baby (Charlie). When not in Texas, they enjoy spending time on the lakes of Minnesota and in the mountains of the Roaring Fork Valley in Colorado. Dovetails in Tall Grass is Samantha’s debut novel. Currently, she is writing Dovetails of a River, which is set at the Battle of the Little Bighorn.

 

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Posted in Cozy, Giveaway, Guest Post, mystery on August 22, 2021

 

 

 

 

Death by Leprechaun: A Saint Patrick’s Day Murder in Dublin
(Travel Can Be Murder Cozy Mystery Series)

Cozy Mystery
6th in Series
Publisher ‏ : ‎ Traveling Life Press (June 18, 2021)
Paperback ‏ : ‎ 186 pages

 

Synopsis

 

When an old friend is arrested in Dublin, tour guide Lana Hansen will need the luck of the Irish to clear him of the crime.

Lana is thrilled her friend Jeremy and his wife are on her tour to Ireland. The couple are having the time of their lives exploring the country’s rich literary and cultural history, until they run into Guy Smith, a reporter Jeremy recently exposed as a fraud.

A tussle turns into a fight and leaves each man vowing to destroy the other. Yet cross words and dirty looks tell Lana that Jeremy is not the only client on her tour who has a grudge against the reporter.

When Guy is murdered at the same pub Lana’s group is present at, Jeremy is the police’s number one suspect. But did he really murder the reporter? Or was it one of her other guests?

Lana keeps their tour going and her ears open for any clues that might help free her friend. Can she discover the true killer’s identity before their trip to the Emerald Isle draws to a close?

The Travel Can Be Murder Cozy Mysteries are heartwarming stories about making friends, traveling, and celebrating new experiences. Join tour guide Lana Hansen as she leads tourists and readers to fascinating cities around the globe on intriguing adventures that often turn deadly.

 

 

Books in the Travel Can Be Murder Cozy Mystery series:
Book 1 – Death on the Danube: A New Year’s Murder in Budapest
Book 2 – Death by Baguette: A Valentine’s Day Murder in Paris
Book 3 – Death by Windmill: A Mother’s Day Murder in Amsterdam
Book 4 – Death by Bagpipes: A Summer Murder in Edinburgh
Book 5 – Death by Fountain: A Christmas Murder in Rome
Book 6 – Death by Leprechaun: A Saint Patrick’s Day Murder in Dublin
Book 7 – Death by Flamenco: An Easter Murder in Seville
Books 8-12 – Coming Soon!!

 

 

 

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Guest Post

 

 

Introducing Wanderlust Tour Guide Lana Hansen

 

Hello! I am Lana Hansen and I’m a senior guide for Wanderlust Tours. My resume is what my mother politely calls “varied” – before landing this job I worked as an investigative journalist, magician’s assistant, kayaking guide, and yoga instructor. My experiences do make it difficult to find work, but my unusual skillset often helps me get out of sticky situations!

I always thought I would spend my life working as an investigative reporter, but things changed pretty dramatically when I was wrongly accused of libel and fired. Soon after, I met my husband – The Great Ronaldo – at an open mic night and became his assistant during his magic shows. A short while later, I also became his wife. If only I hadn’t injured my shoulder during a trick, I might still be by his side. Instead, his new assistant took my place on stage and in our bed.

Since starting work as a tour guide, I have gotten to travel the world – for free! I feel pretty spoiled being able to travel around Europe and stay in luxurious hotels, eat at top-notch restaurants, and go on fascinating day trips with my guests. Most tours are comprised of ten guests or less and are always accompanied by two guides, in case of emergencies.

My first tour in Budapest was memorable for many reasons, mostly because it was my first trip abroad! I had visions of a grey, somber, soviet-era architecture, but it wasn’t like that at all. The imposing statues, tiered-fountains, captivating monuments, delicate spires, and majestic buildings decorated with snow and sparkly lights made me feel as if they were driving through a postcard. Everything was so much bigger than I had imagined. Several buildings seemed to fill an entire city block and many monuments stretched high into the sky, often topped by a stately figure, angel, or knight. It was truly magical.

Unfortunately, my first trip was also a trial by fire after my fellow tour guide Carl died under mysterious circumstances on our third day! The police wrongly accused another guest and I ended up having to track down the real culprit, with the help of my old newspaper editor, Jeremy.

On another tour in Paris, I also had to help the police identify the real killer of a pretty nasty client. The victim was my ex-boyfriend, and for a few days, the police actually believed that I had killed him! The worst was when my mother was accused of killing one of my clients during our Mother’s Day tour of the Netherlands. I am so grateful to my friends for helping me clear her name.

Luckily, most of my tours are free of fatalities. I do hope my track record remains clean during my next assignment in Ireland. It’s a Saint Patrick’s Day themed-trip to Dublin and I get to work with my favorite co-worker, Randy Wright, again. From the sounds of it, this might be one of his last tours. Since getting married, he’s been searching for ways to work out of Seattle more. I can’t blame him, though I don’t have any trouble being on the road so much. My boyfriend is out of town as much as I am, so it really doesn’t bother me.

In fact, I am really looking forward to visiting Dublin Castle, seeing the Book Of Kells, walking through Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, listening to great live music, and kissing the Blarney Stone while we are there. For all of our sakes, I hope we can enjoy searching for shamrocks and leprechauns, instead of having to deal with another murder!

If you ever want to travel with me, you are always welcome to join me on one my tours. Wanderlust Tours visits destinations all over Europe, so you never know where we might end up. I hope to see you on the road one day – happy travels!

 

 

About the Author

 

Jennifer S. Alderson was born in San Francisco, raised in Seattle, and currently lives in the Netherlands. Jennifer’s love of travel, art, and culture inspires her award-winning Zelda Richardson Mystery series, Travel Can Be Murder Cozy Mysteries, and standalone stories. When not writing, she can be found in a museum, biking around Amsterdam, or enjoying a coffee along the canal while planning her next research trip.

 

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Posted in 5 paws, Guest Post, mystery, paranormal, Review, Short Story on August 21, 2021

 

 

Synopsis

 

More Than I Bargained For: A Paranormal Mini-Mystery

Katie doesn’t like going to estate sales. Why? Because she sees dead people.

When Katie reluctantly attends an estate sale with her friend Diane, she gets more than she bargained for. The deceased former owner of the house, Grace, realizes that Katie can communicate with her, and she has a lot to say.

As Katie pretends to shop, Grace tells her the story of how she was murdered—and reveals that her killer is still in the house.

It’s up to Katie to uncover the murder weapon and get it to the police… before time runs out.

This 4,500 word mini-mystery blends offbeat humor with the paranormal.

 

 

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Review

 

Cute short story mystery!

I love that Katie can see dead people and in this case, she helps Grace solve her own murder since Grace knows who killed her and the police are suspicious but have no proof…that is until Grace meets Katie and provides that proof.

This may be short but it is a great read when you have a short amount of time and it wraps everything up nicely.

We give it 5 paws up

 

 

 

 

Guest Post

 

Writing Across the Genre Spectrum

By Kelli A. Wilkins

 

Hi everyone!

When people ask me what I do, I tell them I’m a writer. Usually, their next question is: “What do you write?” My answer? “Everything.”

I write fiction in various genres and levels of intensity. I can give romance readers a tender love story or a spicy erotic novella. Fans of speculative fiction can be terrorized by my horror stories or whisked away into an alternate reality in my sci-fi tales. I’ve also written several non-fiction books. Looking to take care of a cat or a hermit crab? I’ve got those covered. And if you’re ready to write your own fiction, well, I wrote the book on how to get started.

I’m often asked a lot of questions about how (and why) I write across the genre spectrum. Here are four FAQ:

 

How did you get started writing in so many different genres?

 

I never set out to be such a multi-faceted writer; it was something that happened gradually. I started out writing short horror fiction, and always dreamed of “someday” having my work included in an anthology. (I’m happy to say my horror stories have appeared in several anthologies, both online and in print.)

Then one day I came across a “10-minute love story” in a magazine and thought, “I could write one of those.” So I did. The story was accepted and I became a regular romance author for the publication. A year or so later they asked me if I could write sci-fi. I said, “Sure!” and I did.

From that point on, I realized that I didn’t have to “just” write horror, or romance, or sci fi… I could branch out into any genre or type of writing I wanted. I figured, why limit yourself? If I have an idea for a story (regardless of genre), why not write it? Eventually, I started writing romance novels and horror novellas.

 

Within the romance genre, you write contemporary, gay, paranormal, fantasy, and historical stories. Why do you vary so much in one genre?

 

I get inspired from a multitude of ideas, so I basically go wherever the story takes me. My fantasy romance, A Most Unusual Princess came about because I wanted to write about a headstrong princess looking for a husband. The idea of a gay wrestler forced to come out sparked A Secret Match, and a mysterious stranger collapsing into the arms of an 1877 storekeeper became my historical romance novel, Love, Lies & Redemption.

The plot and characters dictate the genre, setting, and heat level in my books. So I may write a hot contemporary romance one month, and then two months later I’m writing a mild historical. I don’t mind switching up genres because it gives me leeway to create unique characters and plots each time I write. I never know where the next story will take me.

Within the historical category my books range from mild to super-spicy and take place in different time periods (Old West, Colonial, Pioneer, Celtic). I don’t stick to writing “all” Westerns or “all” Colonials. Once I have the time period for the story, I do research for details and/or ideas for clothing, occupations, etc. I like to weave authentic details into the books and blend them in as naturally as possible. When I’m writing fantasy romance, I try to make the details believable, even if I’m making them up.

 

How do you balance writing romance and horror? Which one do you like best?

 

My horror stories are more psychologically spooky rather than gory, and usually after I finish writing a few romances I switch up and write a horror tale or two. I use different “writing muscles” when I tell a horror story, and I can develop different plots, characters, and have an overall darker tone in my horror fiction than I can in a romance.

I like both genres, so it was only a matter of time before I blended the two… into paranormal romance. When I write paranormal romances I have to make sure I don’t cross over too far into the horror world. You don’t want to create a paranormal hero/heroine that’s too frightening and/or violent in the story. Romance lovers don’t want to read about a full-fledged monster. The character has to be likeable and loveable with all the traits of a romance hero/heroine – even if he or she is a vampire who needs to feed. (This was the basis for my paranormal, Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover.)

Lately I’ve been scaling back on my romances and focusing on speculative fiction. These short stories aren’t exactly classic “horror” tales designed to scare readers, but they do include paranormal elements. For example, my new release More than I Bargained For is an offbeat mini-mystery about a woman who can talk to the dead.

One of my favorite horror stories is Nightmare in the North. It’s a novella about a man stranded with strangers in a blizzard. It was a lot of fun to write and after reading it, my husband called it “disturbing.” I love writing horror stories (or mainstream stories with speculative elements) and plan on releasing a few more of them this year. I’ve got lots of ideas, and I’m working on two new stories now.

 

You wrote the non-fiction book, You Can Write—Really! A Beginner’s Guide to Writing Fiction. What made you decide to write a book about writing?

 

Every time I do an interview, I’m often asked the same batch of questions: Where do you get your ideas? How do I get published? How do you write a book? What advice do you have for writers who are just starting out? Do you have any writing tips?

I’ve answered these questions many times in interviews and addressed them in blogs, but I always wanted to say more. One day, I started thinking about everything I’ve learned over the years, and inspiration hit me: Why not write a book on how to write? The result? You Can Write—Really! A Beginner’s Guide to Writing Fiction.

This fun and practical book walks you through the story-creating process step-by-step: from getting a great idea to meeting your characters, developing a plot, and on to writing, revising, and submitting your work. It covers the basics of storytelling—regardless of what genre you write.

Each easy-to-read chapter is based on my years of hands-on experience as a writer, advice I’ve received, and the technical “know-how” I’ve gained in writing classes and professional writing workshops. Basically, it’s practical advice on how to get started, almost like a Writing 101 workshop. Any writer can use the tips and writing exercises for an extra boost of motivation or just for fun.

 

Anything else you’d like to add?

 

Writers shouldn’t be afraid to try new things. Yes, it might be “easier” or “better” to find a genre or a niche and stay there for your entire writing career. You could build a solid brand, get a large fan base, and become a household name in that genre. That may work for most writers, but for me, it would become tiresome after a while (like having the same thing for dinner every night). I like to explore something new and different each time I write.

For me, writing across the genre spectrum is just what I do. Some days, I venture down a dark and mysterious pathway into a haunted cemetery… Other days, I’ll lose myself in the romantic adventures of a feisty historical heroine… But no matter what I write, I enjoy creating the characters, plots, and settings that bring the story to life for readers—and I hope they enjoy the journey as much as I do.

 

 

About the Author

 

Kelli A. Wilkins is an award-winning author who has published more than 100 short stories, 20 romance novels, 4 horror novellas, and 7 non-fiction books.

She writes romances in historical, fantasy, gay, contemporary, and paranormal genres. Although her romances span many genres and heat levels, she loves scaring readers with her horror fiction.

Kelli’s horror stories have been published in several anthologies, including Nothing Ever Happens in Fox Hollow Vol. 1, Halloween Horror Vol. 2, Madame Gray’s Creep Show, Moon Shadows, Wrapped in White, The Best of the First Line, Dark Things II: Cat Crimes, Frightmares, Mistresses of the Macabre, The Four Horsemen, and What If… She also authored four horror ebooks: More Than I Bargained For, Kropsy’s Curse, Dead Til Dawn, and Nightmare in the North.

Her writing ebook, You Can Write—Really! A Beginner’s Guide to Writing Fiction is a fun and informative guide filled with practical advice, handy tips, and motivating writing exercises all writers can use.

In addition to her fiction, Kelli has authored four pet care guides: Cats, Quick & Easy Cat & Kitten Care, The Simple Guide to Cats, and Hermit Crabs for Dummies.

Kelli was raised in upstate New York and is a graduate of Voorheesville High School, where she began writing short stories and taking creative writing classes. Rural settings and small towns often appear in many of her stories.

She received a B.A. in Communications with a minor in Dramatic Arts from Hofstra University and completed the Commercial Writer’s Certificate Program at Middlesex County College in New Jersey.

When she’s not writing, Kelli loves to travel, visit flea markets, read, and garden.

 

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Posted in Cozy, Giveaway, Guest Post, mystery on August 3, 2021

 

 

 

 

Murder on Honky-Tonk Row: A Ghost & Camper Kooky Mystery
Paranormal Cozy Mystery
2nd in Series
Independently Published (August 1, 2021)
Number of Pages 244

 

Synopsis

 

Will camping in the country music capital have Mabel kicking up some saw dust… or line-dancing to her doom?

Despite their good deed in Savannah, Mabel Gold’s ghostly friend Irma remains stuck in Purgatory. So when the plucky sixty-something divorcée pulls her haunted vintage camper into a Nashville campground, she’s expecting Irma to accompany her on the tour of the Grand Ole Opry. But as they two-step into a honky-tonk for some live tunes, they’re shocked to encounter two lost spirits stranded there for the past twenty years after their double homicide.

Though St. Peter hints that solving the long-closed case could get Irma through the Pearly Gates, Mabel has little time to uncover the culprit before she’s due to boot-scoot off to the Badlands. But when shady financials surface and threaten to ruin the honky-tonk owner’s run for governor, trying to help the poor souls pass on could land the fearless sleuth in a whole heap o’ trouble.

Can Mabel collar the killer before she’s singing country-western with choirs of angels?

 

Murder on Honky-Tonk Row is the second book in the lighthearted Ghost & the Camper kooky mystery series. If you like wacky characters, quick-witted banter, and crooners with a twang, then you’ll love Rita Moreau’s clever caper.

 

 

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About 10 years ago my husband and I set out to travel in an RV. We were fortunate to have a Bluebird and we towed our ford explorer. At first, I was apprehensive about traveling in an RV but now that I look back on the adventure I am happy I got over my fear and enjoyed the ride. We gook thousands of pictures and saw so much of this country that you just have to see in person – the Grand Canyon will bring you to tears – wildlife – people you meet out on the road that you would not meet if you just stayed in your safe zone.

I would tell anyone to just do it but don’t wait.

It certainly has come full circle in that I am now writing a series and traveling in an RV is the setting for the series.

We hope to get back out on the road while we can but in a Tesla Cybertruck and one that is self-driving. I tried driving the Bluebird once and it was just too big to handle. It’s also like a boat you just don’t stop on a dime – you have to slow down and stop carefully.

This time it will be more of a destination instead of traveling all over the west. We will pick a location and stay there probably for most of the summer. At least that’s the plan and then head back to a warm climate for the winter.

Like my character Mabel, I will need to learn to drive the Cybertruck or at least not freak out and be comfortable with self-driving. Probably something in the next 5 to 10 years we will see self-driving become more commonplace. Like cell phones and the internet. It will open the world for older adults who otherwise would have to give up driving and the independence that comes with driving a car.

The interesting thing was when we took off in the Bluebird, we stayed in a campground in Fort Lauderdale which is where my husband and I met and got married and we started our life almost 50 years ago. That’s where I decided it was time to write a book. So, I did in the city where it all began. I’m still writing and now camping with Mabel and Irma until I get back out on the road. You never know where life will take you – just keep moving.

 

 

About the Author

 

Rita Moreau is the author of the Mary Catherine Mahoney Mystery series and the Ghost & Camper Kooky Mystery series.

A workaholic by nature, upon retirement, Rita Moreau began work on her bucket list, writing a book. Traveling the national parks with her husband George in a vintage Bluebird motor home, (on George’s list), Rita completed her first novel Bribing Saint Anthony. Back home she completed Nuns! Psychics! & Gypsies! OH! NO, Feisty Nuns and The Russian & Aunt Sophia and The House on Xenia. Last year when we entered the Twilight Zone Rita wrote the first two new novels in the Ghost & the Camper series. Rita and her husband live in a postcard called Florida where he has fun telling everyone he is the author’s husband. When not writing she joins PatZi Gil on the Joy on Paper radio program with Book Buzz Mysteries, or you can find her teaching SilverSneakers fitness classes and doing her best to keep busy. She loves connecting with readers.

 

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Music is Murder: A Musical Murder Mystery
Cozy Mystery
1st in Series
Publisher: Camel Press (June 8, 2021)
Paperback: 242 pages

 

Synopsis

 

When a symphony musician is murdered—bashed with her own bassoon—flute player Emily Wilson becomes the prime suspect. To save herself and secure justice for her murdered friend, she must find the killer.

In the close-knit, unforgiving environment of the symphony orchestra Emily makes her way through the tender egos and warped relationships of her fellow musicians to find tantalizing clues. Blackmail, the victim’s abusive ex-boyfriend, an angry neighbor, and a shifty Symphony Board member all lead her to feel she is on the right track.

With the dogged Lieutenant Gordon on her trail, she must flee from the police so she can continue her search. She unexpectedly finds a loyal female friend and the possibility of a new man in her life. But she must learn to trust again after her failed and abusive marriage. With time running out, will she be able to evade the lieutenant, face her personal demons, and clear her name?

 

 

 

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Many Musings, Mostly Musical: Auditions

 

By B.J. Bowen

 

 

In a symphony musician’s experience, one of the things people are most curious about is auditions. How are people selected for a symphony? What is the competition like? How does it feel?

The selection process begins months, maybe years, before the opening is advertised. Musicians prepare “orchestral excerpts”—that is, short selections from symphonic music featuring a particular instrument. I was an oboe and English hornist, and I worked ad infinitum on the oboe solos from Rossini’s La Scala de Seta, Beethoven’s Eroica, and Brahm’s Symphonie No. 1. On English horn I prepared the solos from Dvorak’s New World Symphony, De Falla’s Three Cornered Hat, and Ravel’s Mother Goose Suite. And, of course, there were many other excerpts that needed to be ready, too.

The protagonist of my series, Musical Murders, Emily Wilson, plays flute. She has probably been working on Afternoon of a Faun, by Debussey, Ravel’s Daphnis and Chloe, Suite #2, and Prokofieff’s Classical Symphony, among others.

The victim of the first book, Music is Murder, Olive Patterson, plays bassoon. She would have worked on the solos from Ravel’s Bolero; Tchaikovsky Symphonies 4, 5, & 6; and Mozart’s Marriage of Figaro.

This is before the audition has even been announced. Why do musicians work so long and hard on these short snatches of music? Assigned excerpts are played in the first round of the audition by all auditioners. There may be as many as 200 people trying out. So, in an effort to set him or herself apart from the crowd, the musician practices, and practices, and practices on these excerpts.

To begin a specific audition, management places an ad in the International Musician, the union paper, approximately four months prior. Based on their resumes, invited auditioners are sent a list of the pieces requested for the first round of the audition. To make sure neither bias nor favoritism is present, most auditions are held behind a screen, so the player cannot be seen by the audition committee. In the early days of auditions, before women were principals and seldom even players, so the story goes, the Boston Symphony held auditions for principal flute behind a screen. There was a gap of about an inch between the floor and the bottom of the screen. Doriot Anthony Dwyer was talking to a custodian before her turn to play the audition. He suggested they switch shoes so the committee wouldn’t see a woman’s feet. She did, and she won the audition, becoming only the second woman principal in the symphony world. (More reliable accounts state that Charles Munch, the conductor, dissatisfied by the male applicants, asked Ms. Dwyer and another woman to audition based on recommendations received.) Warm-ups and exercises which might give away the identity of the auditioner are not allowed.

Pity the audition committee which must select from such a huge field, all playing the same works! Monitors (non-voting audition assistants) and orchestra personnel managers may also have to deal with such dramas as auditioners who do not handle the extraordinary stress well, and those whose egos are crushed after getting the bad news of an unsuccessful performance.

The successful auditioner plays round after round, spending the day, and perhaps several days, attempting to win the audition. In later rounds concertos, sightreading, or pieces of the auditioner’s choice may be requested. An auditioner may even be asked to play rehearsals with the orchestra.

The unsuccessful auditioner must now deal with feelings of rejection, bitterness, and failure. Or not. Most musicians shrug their shoulders, go back to the drawing board, and try to ensure a better outcome next time. It’s all part of the process.

Have you ever had to prove yourself against great odds or competition? How did you deal with the mental stress? Did you do extensive preparation? Did it help or hurt? Answer in the comments. I’ll be interested to hear your answers.

 

 

About the Author

 

Barbara Bowen is a freelance writer. She was a finalist and Honorable Mention in the 2018 Focus: Eddy Awards for her article, “Letting Go with Grace,” published in Unity Magazine. Ms. Bowen is also an accomplished professional oboist who played with the Colorado Springs Symphony for nineteen years.

Drawing on her quirky fellow musicians and orchestral experiences, she created the mystery series, “Musical Murders.” The first is “Music is Murder” (Release date, 6-9-21). The second is “Ballistics at the Ballet” (Release date TBA) The third is “Fireworks on the Fourth” (Release date TBA).

She is a member of Sisters in Crime, lives in Colorado with two canine friends, and has a stock of musical puns and a song for any occasion.

 

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The Mixtape

by Brittainy Cherry

Release Date: July 1, 2021

Publisher: Montlake

 

Synopsis

 

Emery has never felt more alone. Raising her daughter is both her pleasure and her pain as she struggles to hold on to her job as a bartender and keep a roof over their heads. With no one to help them—no support system—any unexpected expense or late bill could turn their whole world upside down.

Reeling from the death of his twin brother and bandmate, rock star Oliver Smith is trying to drink his problems away. Apparently, he isn’t very good at it; they follow him wherever he goes. Also in hot pursuit are the paparazzi, who catch Oliver at his lowest low.

He could have walked into any bar in California, but he walked into hers. Emery helps Oliver lose the crowd, and they find themselves alone: two people whose paths are marked with loss and pain. However, they hold an unshakable hope for healing. They find solace together, but can their love withstand the world?

 

 

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Author Brittainy Cherry Writes Her Own Mixtape

 

Hi, Everyone! I’m Brittainy Cherry, author of The Mixtape, a contemporary romance novel. I am so excited to share Oliver and Emery’s story with you all. These two characters are both struggling through life in their own ways, and it is through music and love that they find their way back to themselves and each other.

The Mixtape could’ve never come together without my own mixtape of sorts to help guide the way to this novel. Music not only plays a huge role in the story, but also in my personal life, so of course I had to whip up my own mixtape as I wrote this story. For example, my playlist began with “Godspeed” by the extremely talented James Blake that set the mood of the story. His tones and lyrics wrapped me up into a warm hug and I allowed the song to move me as I crafted Oliver’s character.

Then, we moved into “Soldiers” by Rachel Platten which is a powerful song about taking moments to breathe in order to move forward for another day, like soldiers in the night. It’s a song that showcases the strength of our heroine, Emery, who is a single mother, trying her best to create a better life for her young daughter.

I had the best time tying in songs like “Slow Dance” by AJ Mitchell (feat. Ava Max) to show the slow burn between Emery and Oliver falling together, followed by their first kiss being written to the song, “Can I Kiss You?” by Dahl.

The whole story was wrapped up with a classic, “Could It Be I’m Falling In Love” by the Spinners, which sums up what I hope you experience reading this novel: a mixtape of emotions which lead to you falling in love with the love story of Emery and Oliver. I hope this novel heals you the same way music soothes my soul.

 

The Mixtape Excerpt

 

Sometimes the world didn’t make sense. No parent should’ve ever had to bury their own child. I couldn’t even imagine that kind of pain that raced through her heartbeats on a daily basis. If I could offer up only one set of prayers for the remainder of my life, it would be for the parents who had to say goodbye too early on to their own.

Those hearts would always beat a little slower in my mind.

“I’m so sorry, Michelle.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.” She reached out and patted my hand, and I knew it was because she needed a hand to hold. So, I wrapped both of mine around hers. “The mourning doesn’t get easier. It just get quieter. Some days, I still cannot get out of bed, but I’m blessed. Because Richard stays in bed with me and my quietness. Then, when it’s time for me to get up, he pulls me to my feet, and we dance. A piece of advice—find yourself a man who would dance with you even when your heart is broken.” Her eyes flashed with tears and she held my hands tighter. “You want to know a secret?”

“Yes.”

“I thought I was going to lose Oliver, too. He kept everyone so far away. So, when I flew out here, I prepared myself for the worst. I thought he’d be in a drunken slumber or, worse…so much worse. Last time I came a few weeks ago, he wasn’t doing too well. But this time? This time I came back and he’s smiling.”

“That’s so good.”

She smiled brightly up at me as tears freely danced down her cheekbones. “So thank you.”

“I didn’t do anything,” I swore.

“You’re the only difference in his life since I came back. Plus, there’s the way he looks at you when you’re not looking. Now, sweetheart, I don’t know what you did, but I’m almost positive that you helped bring my son back to life after he was holding death’s hand. Call it my mother’s intuition. So, thank you for helping him. Even if it’s just by being his friend.”

Now I was tearing up, and I pulled her into a tight hug. “You’re an amazing mother,” I whispered, and she began to cry harder.

“You have no clue how hard it is to believe that each day.”

I think all mothers thought that. The ones who doubted her mothering skills, were sometimes the ones who were trying their best day in and day out. I didn’t expect the conversation with Michelle to go the direction that it had, but I was glad it had taken that path, because it was clear we both had some healing corners of our heart that had to be touched that evening.

“Oh, don’t tell me you two are wine drunk and emotion,” Richard cut in, walking in our direction. “We were just picking out a song for two seconds and we turn around to find you both moping.”

“Oh hush, Richard. Can’t us girls have a moment every now and again?” Michelle remarked, standing to her feet.

“Yes, but for now, we dance to The Spinners, my lady.” Richard reached out for his wife and took her into his arms as they began swaying to the song, Could It Be I’m Falling In Love. Richard serenaded Michelle as she smiled and melted into him like a perfectly fit puzzle piece.

Oliver came to stand beside me as we both watched his parents fall more and more in love with one another.

“This was their wedding song,” Oliver mentioned. “Dad recorded it, and they danced to it for their first dance.”

“Oh my gosh, how sweet is that,” I swooned. True romance.

“They dance to it every single night. On the good days and bad days. Especially on the bad days.”

“They’re what I want my love to look like,” I confessed. Oliver gave me a tight smile but didn’t say anything. I shifted around for a minute before looking toward him once more. “Do you want to dance with me?”

 

 

About the Author

 

Brittainy Cherry has been in love with words since she took her first breath. She graduated from Carroll University with a bachelor’s degree in theater arts and a minor in creative writing. She loves to take part in writing screenplays, acting, and dancing—poorly, of course. Coffee, chai tea, and wine are three things that she thinks every person should partake in. Cherry lives in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, with her family. When she’s not running a million errands and crafting stories, she’s probably playing with her adorable pets.

 

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Who, Me? Fog Bows, Fraud and Aphrodite
Cozy Mystery
2nd in Series
Taylor & Seale Publishing
Paperback ‏ : ‎ 236 pages

 

Synopsis

 

A heated argument on a nearby boat followed by a loud splash . . .

 

Who, Me? Fog Bows, Fraud and Aphrodite is a mystery set in an urban boating community in Seattle. Bryn Baczek lives on a sailboat in a small marina with her cat, Macavity, and a series of short-lived goldfish. When a neighbor she doesn’t like becomes the prime suspect in a murder investigation, she reluctantly seeks evidence to prove him innocent. She ends up being threatened by the victim’s abusive boyfriend, betrayed by a close friend, and can’t resist using subterfuge to enter a secured building to search the victim’s office. Although she shares what she learns with a charming detective, she is one step ahead of the police in identifying the murderer . . . a step that puts her in a dangerous face-to-face confrontation.

 

 

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Living Aboard My Sailboat

 

by Bryn Baczek

 

The first question most people ask is whether I feel cramped living on a 40-foot sailboat with my cat, Macavity. The answer is “sometimes but not usually.” I like the cozy feel of small spaces, and there’s a lot less to clean. Of course, Macavity considers the entire marina his home, so he isn’t concerned with the size of our shared space. And to some extent, I feel that way too. Not only do I have the entire marina as my backyard, I also have a watery pathway that can take me to distant places whenever I want to go. Like a snail carrying their home with them. (Did I just compare myself to a snail?!)

One of the other things I like about living aboard my boat in a small urban marina is the location. I have prime waterfront within spitting distance of downtown. Well, it depends on how far you can spit, but you get the idea. And my office is in a building at the head of the dock. You can’t beat that for a commute.

There are only a few liveaboards in our marina, but one of them is a good friend, Logan. Having him and his partner, Judd, just a shout away is definitely an advantage. It means we can do things on the spur of the moment—go out for a meal, stop by for a cuppa or a glass of wine, or get together to kick the wheels of a conversation. Logan is a college professor, and I’m a consultant, so we have the additional advantage of flexible schedules. That’s come in handy when we’ve had some sleuthing to do.

There are, however, some disadvantages to living aboard. I miss not having a bathtub, and I have to take laundry to a laundromat. Some large marinas have laundry facilities, but ours doesn’t. Also, some liveaboards have boats big enough to accommodate both a tub and a washer-dryer, but mine is too small. So I take showers instead of baths and put off going to the laundromat until I absolutely have to. It’s hard to explain why I hate going to a laundromat. The one I go to is clean, has metal chairs that are okay for about an hour, and is not terribly busy if I go during the day mid-week. So I shouldn’t complain, but I do. My mother has tried to get me to do my laundry at their home, but that feels like a step back in time, and I would have to make conversation rather than reading a book. Sometimes I impose on my best friend, Sophie, and use the washer-dryer in her condo while we watch a movie or eat and talk or watch a movie while eating and talking. It also usually involves a bottle of red wine.

There’s one other advantage to living aboard that I haven’t mention—I can go swimming whenever I want. I love to swim, and if the water is cold, I have a wetsuit. I’ve traveled all over the lake on my paddleboard. Just give me a sunny day and a few hours to spend on play instead of work, and I’m ready to jump in, literally. Speaking of going for a swim, a midnight swim is the catalyst for me getting involved in a recent murder investigation. If you want to find out how that happened, you can read about it in Who Me? Fog Bows, Fraud and Aphrodite.

 

 

 

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In a world filled with uncertainty and too little chocolate, Charlotte Stuart, Ph.D., has taught college courses in speech communication, was a management consultant and a VP of HR, and has enjoyed time spent sailing and commercial salmon fishing in Alaska. Her current passion is for writing mysteries with a dollop of adventure and a smattering of humor. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys watching herons, eagles, seals, and other sea life from her Vashon Island home office.

 

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Guilt is Midnight Blue: A Hazel Dean Mystery
Cozy Mystery
1st in Series
Publisher: Eburnean Books (May 6, 2021)
Paperback: 290 pages

 

Synopsis

 

Hazel Dean can see other’s emotions in color.

She mostly uses it to help people find the perfect book in her shop, Books and Chocolate. But, when one of her customers is murdered, the police point to an old feud. Only Hazel can tell that the accused is innocent. She must navigate around her district attorney husband, and her surrogate uncle, the police captain, to find out what really happened.

Hazel drives, hikes and snoops all over her small Appalachian town in an attempt to bring peace to the victim’s family and prevent her community from being torn apart by old grudges.

 

 

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To Kill A Mockingbird: American Literature’s Greatest Work

 

To Kill A Mockingbird recently took the top spot in PBS’s Great American Read contest wherein Americans voted for their most loved novel. In fact, To Kill A Mockingbird was the only book in the top 5 that had a setting in the United States and only two of the top five were penned by American authors. (the others were Outlander, Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings) Interesting, but I’ll save that rant for another day.

 

 

To Kill A Mockingbird has it all: coming of age, legal thriller, social justice commentary and mystery all rolled into one. It has clearly defined heroes and villains, but also plenty of morally ambiguous characters.

I am fascinated with how autobiographical To Kill A Mockingbird is. Harper Lee’s father, who went by Finch, was an attorney involved in a trial similar to the one in the book. He defended two black men accused of murdering a white storekeeper. They were found guilty and hanged.

Dill is based on Lee’s childhood friend, Truman Capote. They were dear friends their whole lives and often edited each other’s work. Lee even went to Kansas with Capote to help him do research for In Cold Blood. Apparently, his flamboyant personality was off-putting to the locals and she was able to get more out of them with her down-to-earth attitude. The romantic in me likes to imagine that Lee, who never married, was in love with Capote her whole life.

Capote related that there really was a recluse that lived down the street from them. And he really did leave them gifts in a hollowed-out tree.

The hero worship Harper Lee feels towards her father is evident in Atticus Finch’s character. One of the working titles for the book was Atticus.

 

 

 

While Go Set A Watchman and the Broadway play version of the book spark doubt about Atticus Finch, he largely remains a heroic figure in American literary history. Some of the racial dynamics in the book have, gratefully, become outdated. However, a man willing to do whatever he can to defend the rights of others will always be someone to admire and emulate. Lee has been criticized many times for using a “white savior” trope. This is an oversimplification. Atticus didn’t actually save anyone. Tom Robinson died in the end. Atticus Finch was unable to enact any meaningful change. I don’t think that the point of this book is that Atticus is a savior or even a hero. I think its about a simple man, full of integrity, trying to do the right thing.

 

 

In my cozy mystery, Guilt is Midnight Blue, the main character hands To Kill A Mockingbird to a young man struggling with a moral quandary. When he reads the book, he is inspired by Atticus. He decides to stand up for what he believes is right, in the hopes that he will inspire his family in the same way Atticus inspired his children.

If you haven’t read To Kill A Mockingbird, you should. If you only ever read To Kill A Mockingbird in high school, you should read it again. It’s a beautiful, uplifting, hopeful novel that will help you solve your own moral quandaries.

 

Sources: pbs.org/thegreatamericanread/home/    Wikipedia.com/wiki/Harper_Lee   Wikipedia.com/wiki/To_Kill_a_Mockingbird          biography.com/writer/harper-lee

 

 

Review

 

I fell in love with this town in Appalachia and the people. I especially liked the take on the feud between the Trudgeon’s and McCleary’s much like the Hatfield and the McCoys.

Hazel has quite a unique gift and I enjoyed reading the descriptions of how she saw the different colors surrounding people she met and what those colors indicated. It was all very fascinating. I also loved her bookshop where the books had colors and she grouped them together by the colors they emitted and that also helped her pair them up with the right reader. I would be curious what book I should read based on the colors surrounding me.

The mystery was intriguing and Hazel just jumps right into the middle of things to discover the truth. She puts herself into a few sticky situations, but that is to be expected of most cozy protagonists. Hazel is a kind soul and I think brings out the good in people despite what those people may try to say and do.

This may be a new favorite series and I can’t wait to see what happens next for Hazel.  We give it 5 paws up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Josalyn McAllister is a cozy fiction author whose most recent works include Love Over Easy and Guilt is Midnight Blue. Josalyn started writing character descriptions at the tender age of seven, inspired by the works of LM Montgomery. In her teenage years, she moved on to Newsies fan fiction. Inspired by National Novel Writing Month, she wrote her first novel about a child she mentored in college. She has never stopped writing. Josalyn taught middle school history before deciding she would rather spend time with her own children than other peoples. A restless soul, she has moved all over the country and collected an eclectic array of hobbies. Her writing has a relatable quality that will charm and entertain you.

 

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The Checklist

 

by Addie Woolridge

 

Release Date: June 1, 2021

 

Publisher: Montlake

 

 

Synopsis

 

Killing it at work? Check. Gorgeous boyfriend? Check. Ambitions derailed by an insecure boss? Sigh—check.

Things were going a little too well for Dylan Delacroix. After upstaging her boss on a big account, she gets dispatched to the last place she wants to be: her hometown, Seattle. There, she must use her superstar corporate-consulting skills to curb the worst impulses of an impossibly eccentric tech CEO—if she doesn’t, she’s fired.

The fun doesn’t stop there: Dylan must also negotiate a ceasefire in the endless war between her bohemian parents and the straitlaced neighbors. Adding to the chaos is a wilting relationship with her boyfriend and a blossoming attraction to the neighbors’ smoking-hot son.

Suddenly Dylan has a million checklists, each a mile long. As personal and professional pressures mount, she finds it harder and harder to stay on track. Having always relied on her ability to manage the world around her, Dylan’s going to need a new plan. She may be down, but she’s definitely not out.

 

 

 

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Checklists, Broken Hearts, & James Brown

with Author Addie Woolridge

 

Hi, I’m Addie Woolridge, author of The Checklist. A bit about me—I am a classically trained opera singer with a deep devotion to glitter, coffee, Beyoncé, and The Rock. In my free time, I am also a marathon runner who is desperate to finish up the seven continents marathon challenge so that I can retire and go on vacations where running is not a requirement (just two races left, Sydney and Antarctica). I was born and raised outside of Seattle, WA, and although I now call Northern California my home, a piece of my heart will always be soggy in Seattle. That’s why I set my debut novel, The Checklist there!

The Checklist is a multicultural, contemporary rom-com that centers around Dylan Delacroix, a type-A, corporate consultant with a plan for her life. That plan includes making partner at her firm and purchasing a condo in Texas with her boyfriend. It does not include dealing with her bohemian family and their longstanding feud with their straight-laced neighbors. However, that plan is derailed when she accidentally upstages her temperamental boss. Banished by her boss, she is forced to return to Seattle on a career-killing assignment to try and revive a struggling tech company. Once she is home, she is immediately sent to negotiate a peace with the neighbors. Between her client, her fizzling relationship, and her family, it is hard enough for Dylan to stay on track, but when she finds herself falling for the neighbors’ son, Mike, sticking to the plan becomes near impossible. As pressure mounts, Dylan has to decide if she wants to keep checking things off of her list, or if she needs a new plan entirely.

I love Dylan so much, even when she is messy and uptight! While coming up with her, I was inspired by the idea of a fish out of water. I think a lot of people are expected to grow up to be like Dylan—responsible, competent, and predictable. I wanted to play with the idea that what many of us are told is “normal” behavior could be absolutely bizarre to someone else.

To write Dylan, I borrowed a few things from my life (take that terrible exes!). Like Dylan, I do make lists anytime I feel like things are getting a little chaotic, although I love colored markers and glitter, and Dylan would never sully a list with glitter. Both of us are Janet Jackson devotees—seriously, do not get me started on how much credit I think she deserves for normalizing female sexuality or we could be here all day. Also, both of us have perfected the OMG-this-is-bad smile. At this stage, my coworkers can spot “the smile” a mile away and know to ask what is wrong (or, maybe they know to hide from me?).

Unlike Dylan, I’m not named for a 60s folk singer (I actually have a family name and I love it). Nor do I have an awesome corporate wardrobe (I’m a skirts and dresses with pockets kind of girl). Similarly, none of our family dogs were as well behaved as Milo, who is not well behaved so that is saying something. Our family once had a German Shepherd who chewed up three couches when we weren’t home. Feathers were everywhere. That dog was so naughty and we loved her like she was made of gold.

The biggest thing that we have in common is that both of us have loving, albeit quirky families. My family is not composed of visual artists (with the exception of my Aunt Bob), but we are creative. Like Dylan’s family, my parents gave us a lot of freedom. We had one real rule, you had to be kind. Other than that, the rules were kind of a hodgepodge of different parenting philosophies. One of my favorite childhood “rules” came from the James Brown song, Hot Pants. My parents would frequently quote the lyric, “Never let anyone tell you how to wear your pants.” To them, it meant that no one in the family could tell you how to dress. It also meant that I wore overalls and Doc Martens at least three days a week throughout high school. Thanks, mom and dad.

To wrap it up, I hope that readers see a little bit of themselves and the people they love in this book. I also hope that readers get a break from the real world and fall in love with the Delacroix family, Mike, and Dylan—lists and all.

 

 

The Checklist Excerpt

 

 

“Dear God. Are they trying to signal someone in outer space?” Setting her book down, Dylan unpretzeled herself from the armchair she’d been installed in. Quietly she opened her bedroom door to survey the rest of the house’s response to the neighbor’s giant motion light.

“I told you so! Now, do what you must.” Bernice’s mocking voice floated up three stories. Dylan marveled at her hearing the bedroom door open over her dad’s experimental Ghanaian drum-circle music.

“I’m on it,” Dylan called back before slinking down the stairs and grabbing her heels from over by the door. “‘Do what you must.’ Who says that?” she mumbled as she reached for the handle, already regretting how quickly she’d caved. What had she said to her mother? Something about her age and independence? Obviously, that wasn’t true.

Cursing herself, she closed her parents’ door and began the slog to the Robinsons’ house. Although modestly painted and well landscaped, the house wasn’t entirely dissimilar to her parents’ home. However, it was scientifically impossible for the family living inside of the house to have less in common with her own. Linda and Patricia Robinson were both tech-industry big shots in their own right. Linda was a patent attorney and the recent recipient of the Latina Bar Association’s Trailblazer Award, a fact she never failed to mention. Patricia was an accomplished programmer and volunteer youth-cheerleading coach who’d even made the cover of American Cheerleader magazine when her all-Black squad had pulled a real-life Bring It On–style competition victory. Both had come through the tech boom when the industry had still employed few women, and they took absolutely no shit from anyone—including Dylan’s parents. Dylan believed her parents objected more to the Robinson women’s love of golf than their jobs. As far as Bernice was concerned, golf was like standing for hours in a glorified front lawn.

The Robinsons had two boys around Dylan’s age, and she had been jealous of the entire family growing up. They’d gone to church and played organized sports, their clothes had always matched, and their mothers had joined the PTA. Dylan’s dad had endured a short stint with the PTA, but the Delacroix didn’t do organized anything. If Dylan had left the house wearing something that matched, it was by accident.

Distracted by the past, Dylan had stopped paying attention to where she was walking until her foot sank into the divot near a storm drain, filling her heel with water. She cursed, her heart thwapping in her chest. Visions of her father toilet papering the neighbors’ house ran unchecked through her head. As did the memory of her mother nailing the police citation to the Robinsons’ door when it had arrived in the mail a week later. Dylan thought this was a tame response where Bernice was concerned, but it led to the Robinsons sending boxes of craft-store glitter to the house. The Robinsons had lost that round, and the joke was on them, because her mother loved glitter. It had appeared in several of her most lauded collages that year, which she’d named for Linda and Patricia Robinson when she’d taken out an ad in the Seattle Times to feature the work.

Ignoring the panic sweat forming on her palms, Dylan knocked on the door, then frowned, looking down at her soaked woolen pant leg. If she didn’t dry-clean those ASAP, they were going to reek.

“One minute.” She had barely registered a man’s voice when the door swung open. “Hello.”

“Uh. Hi.” Dylan’s voice cracked.

Mike was, if possible, better looking than the last time she had seen him. His thick hair had been cut short, highlighting his high cheekbones and the ambient glow of his golden-brown skin. Time had turned him into the sort of made-for-TV manly pretty that seemed unfair for one person to achieve. The vaguely chiseled features and broad-shouldered Latino archetype that beer commercials aspired to.

Aware that she needed to state her purpose, Dylan said the first thing she thought—“You still live here?”—and instantly regretted her decision.

“No, I’m visiting. Do you still live here?” Mike asked with an incredulous laugh. The Robinsons’ younger son filled up what felt like the entire doorframe, with one arm on the handle and the other resting comfortably on the jamb, as if being the J.Crew catalog guy were no big deal.

“I’m staying with my parents while I’m here for a work assignment. How are you?” Dylan smoothed a hand over the hem of her blouse and collected herself.

“Great. I live in Capitol Hill. I’m finishing my PhD at the U-Dub. I basically come here to bum dinner off my parents.” He smiled, and Dylan wished he still had braces. Braces had made him just above-average looking in high school. Now, hazel eyes and straight teeth made him uncomfortable to be around. Or maybe that was the vast amount of water in her shoe.

“I’m sorry. My dad’s drum circle carries all the way over here. I forgot how loud it is.” Dylan gestured around the front door with a nervous laugh.

“We’ve gotten used to it. Do you want to come in?” He stopped leaning on the frame and took a step back to let her in.

“Thank you. I . . .” Dylan nodded, then paused as her shoe squelched. Panic left the little corner of her brain and seeped all the way to its outer edges as she tried to find a graceful retreat. If she walked in, she would track muddy water into the Robinsons’ otherwise spotless home, further cementing her place in the Worst Neighbor Hall of Fame. “Actually, I really shouldn’t.”

Mike must have sensed her guilt, because his face relaxed into an easy smile. “No worries; I wouldn’t want to be seen entering the home of the enemy either.”

“Oh no. It’s not that.” Dylan rushed to explain herself before she was firmly entrenched in Camp Dreadful Delacroix. “It’s just, my shoe is full of storm drain water, and your house is always spotless, and I don’t want to track it in.” She pointed erratically at her heel, which seemed more absurd now that she was drawing attention to it. What kind of Seattleite wore expensive shoes in this weather? “I promise I’m still significantly less strange than the rest of my family. Shoe thing aside.” She let her hands drop helplessly to her thighs.

To her horror, Mike started laughing, his face cracking into a lopsided grin. “Why don’t you dump your shoe out and come in? My parents are picking up dinner, so we don’t have to tell them about the averted carpet disaster.”

“That is probably the most reasonable option,” she admitted, adopting a woman-as-flamingo pose as she tried to take off one heel while still wearing the other.

Wobbling precariously close to a fall, Dylan threw her hand out to catch the front of the house, but instead she caught the lean muscle of Mike’s bicep as he grabbed her forearm to keep her from toppling over. Appreciating the feel of muscle under the cotton dress shirt he wore, Dylan grabbed her heel and pulled. He likes the gym, she thought, smiling. Those don’t just happen overnight…

 

 

About the Author

 

Born and raised outside Seattle, Washington, Addie Woolridge is a classically trained opera singer with a degree in music from the University of Southern California, and she holds a master’s degree in public administration from Indiana University. Woolridge’s well-developed characters are a result of her love for diverse people, cultures, and experiences.

Woolridge currently lives in Northern California. When she isn’t writing or singing, Woolridge can be found baking; training for her sixth race in the Seven Continents Marathon Challenge; or taking advantage of the region’s signature beverage, wine.

 

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Asbury High and the Kidnapper’s Drive: Asbury High Series
Young Adult Cozy Mystery
4th in Series
Publisher: Purple Milk Publishing (February 6, 2021)
Paperback: 383 pages

 

Synopsis

 

On a quiet summer night, in the peaceful seaside town of Asbury, a local girl is kidnapped from her home.

That very same day, a car thief is chased through an empty car lot, narrowly escaping from their teenage pursuer.

Can the two be connected?

Once again, it’s up to Asbury’s favorite, fearless foursome to find out.

Carly, Maddie, Pilot and Cornelious enter the summer before their junior year ready for normalcy. After a few weeks of calm, it seems that Carly may finally have the drama-free summer of her dreams—other than her boyfriend returning from his two-week vacation hotter than ever, drawing interest from her peers.

Just as Asbury is lulled into a sense of serenity, tragedy strikes when a local six-year-old is kidnapped from her home…with no sign of a break-in, no ransom, and no reason. While the town is desperate to find the missing girl, car parts from Maddie’s father’s shop suddenly go missing, and the gang begins to wonder if the two are connected. With little faith in law enforcement, and prodding from Maddie’s younger siblings, the gang finds themselves at the center of the investigation.

Unfortunately, solving both cases isn’t so easy, as the gang must work around the continually growing criminal enterprise of the Pitbulls, the constant construction occurring around town from Governor Gibbz’s Grant, as well as their changing feelings towards each other. When Maddie and Cornelious begin to sense their friendship might be more than what they realize, jealousies arise as the teens garner attention from others.

With all these distractions, can the foursome save the missing girl and figure out who is stealing from Petrozza Auto?

Asbury High and the Kidnapper’s Drive is the fourth book in a thrilling young adult cozy mystery series, that fans of Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys and Scooby Doo will love.

 

 

 

 

 

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Today we have Carly here to tell us a little bit about herself. Take it away Carly!

 

How you take care of yourself/practice self-care?—Carly Cosentino

 

Hi!

So as the only member of the gang who actually cares what they look like, and also knows how feeling good can positively affect your daily outlook, I’ve decided to share how I take care of myself.

Basically, my daily regimen of positivity.

Living in Asbury, where its more of a summer boom town than anything, I’ve learned the importance of taking time for myself. And with my three besties (yes, including my adorably awesome boyfriend, Pilot Owens), that also means being mentally and physically ready to spring into action. For some reason, mysteries are attracted to us like flies.

You can’t just swat them away either. I’ve tried.

Anyway, don’t let me forget I’m also a Cheer Captain of my high school squad—which means my arm strength and core is killer, so I’m usually ready to go (although I like to use physical strength as a last option, as opposed to my friends…they’re brutes!).

To begin my day, after ensuring a full eight hours sleep—don’t downplay the importance of sleep, I highly doubt the business moguls and billionaires of the world who claim they sleep two hours are telling the truth. Sleep is vitally important! Now, where was I…Oh yeah! After doing my best to ensure a full eight hours, I have an alarm set to wake me up to whatever song I’m currently obsessed with. I find that’s a good and fun way to pull me out of bed (especially on test or project presentation day).

After rising from bed, I spend the next ten minutes doing some light yoga stretches and mindful meditation. I’m a huge believer of yoga as it helps me set my goals for the day.

Wrapping up the yoga, I head to my bathroom and jump into the shower and continue my hair and face wash regimen. After drying off, I take a moment to add moisturizer with SPF onto my face and neck (if you plan to copy this, please DON’T FORGET YOUR NECK! I mean, you don’t want to have a nice face and then a gobbly chicken wrinkly neck, do you?!).

After choosing my outfit for the day—depending on the mood, or what shenanigans I’m likely to get up to—I then brush my hair and, more often than not, utilize my favorite red tie-back headband here. It’s from my grandmother and I try not to go anywhere without it. Even on the days where my hair looks flawless down, with no accessories needed. Because you can also bet those are the days that Maddie drags us into some dangerous mystery…

Next, I apply some mascara and sometimes light eyeliner. I’m lucky to have pretty blue eyes, so I feel like I don’t need too much eye makeup. Or at least I think so, and Pilot agrees.

Because I’m a teenage girl and life’s not always fair, I do need to occasionally put on some light coverup over problem areas, but the face wash and moisturizing routine does wonders to minimize that, so I feel fortunate there.

Before I leave my oasis of a bedroom for the day, I take a moment to look over my vision board (I make one each year) and scan over the images that I hope will soon come to fruition. I’m a big believer in goals and visions, as you can tell.

After eating some breakfast, always fruit and a protein shake, sometimes more (my mom is the world’s best baker—well, besides Heidi over at Heidi’s Hub in town), I head over to school.

Practicing self-care is not as easy when I get to school. It is high school after all, and let’s be real, I do love gossip. However, I do my best to get to the truth and not spread things that likely aren’t true. And if it’s mean, then that piece of gossip ends with me.

Anyway, the only way to practice self-care in school, at least for me, is to do my best to focus on my teacher’s lessons and try to have fun too. Life’s too short to be too serious.

On good days, I’ll have cheerleading practice, which is a great release of energy.

Keeping me happy and sane, are my three besties, Cornelious, Maddie and Pilot. We tend to meet at Brady’s to catch up, laugh and yes, solve crime.

When I do get home, I make sure to eat dinner, sometimes a snack (never go to bed hungry, if you don’t have to. Too many unfortunate people on this Earth have no choice here, so appreciate your life people!).

After showering, remoisturizing, and reflecting on my day, I’ll call Pilot, and talk to him. Sometimes even until one of us fall asleep (not gonna lie, it’s always me who falls asleep first)!

And that’s a day of self-care. To sum it up, respect yourself and others, and please, don’t take yourself too seriously! Remember to smile, laugh and enjoy your life!

 

 

About the Author

 

For as long as she could remember, Kelly Brady Channick loved making up stories and leaving her listeners/readers on the edge of their seats.

Perhaps that’s why she always managed to talk herself out of trouble…

After graduating from NJ’s own Ocean City High School, Kelly accepted a basketball scholarship to Holy Family University, in Philadelphia. As a lifelong athlete, Kelly understands the importance of teamwork and overcoming adversity, something she hopes translates into her books.

Before writing page-turners, she taught first, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth grade — like a dessert menu, she simply had to test them all out. But her favorite job is the one she’s now doing full time: writing. Kelly loves to craft whodunit mysteries, leading readers through various twists and turns filled with red-herrings, hidden clues, and more peculiar characters than a reality show.

Kelly lives in South Jersey with her handsome husband, energetic baby boy, two cookie-stealing dogs, and an awfully smart cat.

 

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