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AJ Scudiere’s Phoenix book tour. Review and giveaway

I am an A.J. Scudiereaholic. There I confess. I was one of the lucky first bloggers to get their hands on her book God’s Eye last year. God’s Eye was when I was hooked and became a fan.

I at the same time received her other books and while I enjoyed them found some issues that made me feel like it wasn’t at the same level. An author like anyone else will grow and improve. A.J. clearly has. Having read all but one of her books I can see how she has gotten better and better. The first two were good but God’s Eye so much better and Phoenix even more so. I loved the mystery, the characters and A.J. has such an easy to read writing style.

Phoenix starts out with a guy Jason, his girlfriend has moved out and taken everything with her. He has a mattress thrown on the floor and rent due that he can’t pay alone. While down in the dumps about that at work as a firefighter he get’s a call where he saves the lives of two little boys. The big hero now with attention he doesn’t want and nightmares that surface resulting in little sleep. What’s a guy to do but go home for some home cooking and R&R. He doesn’t get much as his mother lays some serious news on him. The fire he escaped from at 7 that resulted in him being adopted by her well he didn’t get out alone. He has a brother one he can’t remember. Did the brother live or die? Why can’t Jason remember anything accurately from the fire? Why can’t he remember anything before the fire? A lot of questions with few answers. Hard to leave something like that alone. So with his chiefs help, that of some cop friends and a reporter who has been doing a feature on his heroic life saving act it’s a team effort. What happened to his brother and who set the fire he escaped at 7?

Jason is a guy’s guy no clue about woman, firefighter, everyday guy but decent. He has a lot to deal with all at once which is hard for anyone. The way A.J. wrote this story has you liking him and get’s you hooked in the mystery of the fire and Jason’s past. She’s also done a lot of research into fires and firefighting which ads to the story to make it seem as real as possible.

It’s a great mystery that will have you turning the page to find out what happens with action and great characters to keep you hooked.

As with God’s Eye I highly recommend checking out Phoenix she is a writer to keep an eye on for sure. I for one look forward to her next book already.

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Author Alex Kimmell guest post

Alex Kimmell is back today with a guest post.

 

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alex kimmell

It started as a pinpoint of intense clean white that slowly began to unravel like a ball of yarn rolled too many times. The white expanded and after a time it would stop and jerk back pulling her under into the blackness. Eventually she was able to make out a few shapes in the otherwise blank landscape. She could almost make out a straight vertical line to her left. Turning her eye all the way to the right she thought she saw a flicker of movement, but it must have been her eyelash shaking.
That was when the girl tried to blink. She could not. The eyelid struggled and pulled to close, but there was only so far it could go. Her tear duct began to fill and she found that her left eye would not open. There was something cold and hard pressed against it holding it closed. As she attempted to pull away, the entire left side of her face from forehead to chin would not move. Turning her open eye quickly to the left she could see the edge of something hard, maybe concrete pushing just over the tip of her nose.
Quicker now, things were peering through the thick fog in her head. A muffled cry clawed and fought to make its way out of her lungs, but her mouth would not open. Her lips were sealed shut. She could feel the skin stretch as she pulled. Lifting her right hand to her mouth she turned her fingers to pull at her lip. The girl’s eye was hurting from exposure and not being able to blink, but she could clearly see another person’s hand attached to her own.
Stuck together from fingertip to the base of her palm it was an air tight seal. Dirt clumped around the nails and old, freshly scabbed scratches blotted around the knuckles. At some point the nails were painted a deep shade of red but that was a long time ago. There was the hint of a tan line where a ring used to be barely noticeable beneath the dust and blackened dried blood. The stranger’s hand felt cold and offered no resistance to her movements. She tried to make more noise to get this unseen person’s attention. Shifting her weight she now felt her bare feet pressed firmly to the cold concrete floor. She couldn’t even wiggle her toes.
Her left arm numb and tingling, moved toward her a bit pulling the strange hand to the right. When she moved her left arm back, the hand tugged in the opposite direction. A picture appeared in her head of spinning around a maypole holding hands with her brother when they were kids. She felt a digging sensation in her shoulder as she moved back and forth. She tried to look down to see what it was, but couldn’t see that far.
The lights went out.
If she could move, she would have jumped when the warm, sharp piece of metal slid into her right nostril. In her mind’s eye she had a fleeting image of her doctor breathing on his stethoscope before touching it to her breast. Even in the darkness her open eye burned and darted around to find some source of hope.
She smelled a sour mint as the liquid was squirted around the inside of her nose. The strangers hand attached to hers lifted and pressed her nose holding it there for a few seconds, sealing it completely. Then it dropped, swinging back and forth gently.
The girl pulled at the air through the small crack left open in the other side of her nose sticking against the wall. There was a faint whistle like squeezing the air out of a balloon. She didn’t think to question why this was happening to her, or who would want to hurt her like this. Her body just wanted to breathe.
Her hand slapped up and down and she pulled so hard the skin on the side of her face began to tear. She could feel the blood dripping down into the crevice of her neck. She didn’t care if she had a scar. She didn’t care if she only had half a face left. She pulled for air.
A match struck and its light burst directly in front of her face. The stranger’s hand lifted up slowly and pushed against her ear as the metal slowly filled the rest of her nose with the thick warm liquid.
The girl breathed as deep as she could until there was nothing left to take in.
The match went out.
The ground was dry and aside from a few cars passing down at the end of the block, quiet. All the neighbors with dogs had moved thank goodness. No baying at the moon or leaping at fences to heckle while walking by their land in their oh so predictable attempt at protecting their masters from every interloper’s intent on wrong doings.
A deep breath in through the nose brought the clean spring air. Stretch the arms out and reach those fingertips far as they can go. Nothing on underneath the robe, but there haven’t been any neighbors for a few months. No one left now to see anything if he stood there fully exposing his ample manhood. Leave it open and let the sun tickle the exposed skin. It feels good.
Squint and hold a thumb up to get a sense of scale. Head angles to the side a bit for a change of perspective. It could almost work. It’s pretty close now, the picture being formed inside. Only needs a few more touches. A few splatters here and there. Already have an appointment with the next model, later this afternoon in fact.
Pick up the paper, stretch again for a moment and then head back to the door. It’s going to be a busy day.

Fore more information about me and my writing, please stop by my website at
http://www.alexkimmell.weebly.com
or
http://www.twitter.com/alexkimmellauth
My novel “the Key to everything” can be found at
http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B008C4DY04

Author Alex Kimmell interview

I have author Alex Kimmell on. His new book the Key to Everything is available now.

Cracked and weathered binding, hiding mysteries on pages tied closed by a bloodstained string. A happy young family enchanted by dreams and possibilities. A barren, empty room. A boy with no friends obsessively drawing angles, edges and diagrams.

In his debut novel, Alex Kimmell captures a vivid and startling tale of fear. Auden’s journey begins when he discovers a curious leather-bound book whose contents will soon endanger his entire family. The pages of this book draw him into a prison that cannot be breached, a place that can only be unlocked with a very special key.

In The Key to Everything, fear is explored and heightened through jarring imagery and a terrifying, unique menace, ratcheting up the tension until the novel’s gripping climax.

 

Please tell me about yourself –

I like long walks on the beach at sunset, puppies and kittens. I enjoy a good cry. I love to play ball with my son and then take him down to the basement where the dark lord Cthulhu slumbers. Did I mention that we live in R’lyeh?

What is something about you that no one knows? –

If you’ll pardon the pun, I’m pretty much an open book. I don’t have a very good poker face at all. Just ask my wife.

Some favorite books and authors? –

One of the most frightening book I’ve ever read is “Deathbird Stories” by Harlan Ellison. It’s a collection of incredible short stories that when put together reveal a darkness hidden in the world that is not passively waiting for some special alignment of the stars to come and get us. It is alive and aggressive. The book, as well as many of his other works, is wonderfully written and intensely descriptive. Ellison is a true master.

“The Road” is one of my favorites from Cormac McCarthy. I love his beautiful use of language to describe the most horrifying and terrible things. “Blood Meridian” is another favorite of mine. I’m actually reading that one for the third time right now.

Richard Matheson’s “I Am Legend” is one of the masterpieces of twentieth century fiction if you ask me. He reshaped the vampire mythos in more petrifying directions than ever before in history. Unfortunately Hollywood refuses to adapt the brilliance of this book the way it was written. If they would only just make the story as it is told, it could be the scariest movie ever made.

“The Straw Men” Trilogy is some of the most intense and suspenseful writing I’ve ever encountered. I found this book on a drug store end aisle one day and it is the greatest happen upon I can recall. I’ve subsequently read almost every word Marshall Smith’s written. From horror to fantasy to thriller, this guy does it all better than almost anybody else.

Without taking up too much more space, a few other writers who rock my world are Ray Bradbury, Dan Simmons, Mark Z. Danielewski, John Ajvide Linqvist ad Jonathan Lethem.

What are you reading now? –

Currently I’m reading a bunch of different things. I’m reading H.P. Lovecraft’s “Necronomicon” for the umpteenth time. The overwhelming sense of dread in his stories is so pervasive. Seeping between the letters in every word, dark clouds escape his pages blotting out the sun. It’s very easy to understand why his work is still so influential.

A new book of poems called “Dead Birds Fall From The Sky” by Stephan Cox. It’s very thought provoking and inspiring. I highly recommend it.

Of course I’m obligated like every horror writer these days to read a zombie book. My friend lent me a copy of “Day By Day Armageddon” by J. L.Bourne. It’s an interesting take on the drudging terror of the living dead.

I must mention the hysterical and wonderful “Joe Vampire” by Steven Luna”. Just as awesome the second time around.

“Blood Meridian” by the incredible Cormac McCarthy. He can do no wrong in my opinion.

I’m also in the middle of reviewing a manuscript for the incredible Heather L. Nelson. It’s a terrific mix of Desperate Housewives and Fight Club. Like nothing I’ve read before. Incredibly funny and oh so dark. It’s going to be huge!

Have you always been a writer or is this a recent endeavor? –

I grew up as a musician. I started playing drums when I was ten years old and ended up doing that professionally for years. I wrote poetry as a kid and that led into lyrics when I developed into a songwriter. Words were constantly a part of what I did. I always had a book to read during set breaks or at down time in the studio. I’d come up with a few story ideas here and there, but it never turned into something I thought I should pursue until a couple of years ago when I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis.

The M.S. pretty much knocked out my body’s ability to perform on my instruments anymore. So my wife suggested I continue with writing to expand on my creative outlets. That led to a few short stories, which then blossomed into my first novel. I really enjoy it. I love creating stories. Who would’ve thought that playing make believe as a grown up could be a career? So far it’s working out okay.

What was the inspiration behind The Key to Everything? –

When I first started the idea the story was going to be very different. There was this very basic concept about finding an old beat up diary filled with childish scribbles that made people change as they read it. Anyone who did would die in some outlandish way. It didn’t have any sense of originality to me. As I continued writing, the story took a sharp turn into weirdsville and thankfully I ended up in a much darker place.

The phrases “lost in a good book” and “I got sucked into this story” flashed on constantly in my head in bright neon colors. Having the experience of reading a book so fantastic that the entire outside world disappears and you become the words on the page. I started to think what if that really happened? And what if it really wasn’t such a good thing in the end?

It’s your debut book and has great reviews how does that inspire you when writing your next book? –

It’s certainly not giving me a big head if that’s what you mean. Excuse me while I thank some of the little people…

The positive reviews are certainly nice, but I;m sure there will be negative things said as well. It feels good to know that there are people out there reading my story. Writing is such a solitary endeavor. Sitting alone tapping on the keys trying to get the pictures in my head translated into words that hopefully will mean something to other people. I’d like to think that some of the folks that enjoy “the Key to everything” will be interested in reading what I’m working on next.

Why horror and do you plan on writing other genre? –

I grew up reading the science fiction books that my Dad gave me. Authors like Robert Heinlein, Ray Bradbury, Frank Herbert and Arthur C. Clarke filled up a tremendous amount of my youth. I eventually found Stephen King, Clive Barker and Neil Gaiman. Their books really opened my eyes to a new type of dreaming.

When I come up with stories they always tend to lean toward the creepier side of things. I do love other genres and would love to put something together that might be considered a “romance” story. In fact, the story I’m working on now is a love story. It just so happens to be a creepy love story, so hopefully people who enjoy both types will ant to read it together!

Please tell me about The Key to Everything –

There’s an old adage that writer’s use: Write what you want to read. Well, “the Key to everything” is the kind of book that I enjoy reading. The book is at its core, a family story. They love each other a great deal and unfortunately are thrust into a side view of the world that does not treat them very kindly. Having to wrestle with an overwhelming malevolence that does not allow its self to be understood. Without giving away any more details, it’s a foray into the philosophical concept of normal every day life dissolving through doorways that lead into a different universe that should not exist. A nightmare, come to life.

What do readers have to look forward to next from you? –

I’m working on a couple of things right now. I have some shorter pieces that I’ll start looking to publish in the next few months as well as moving forward on my next novel. I have the basic concept in my head and most of the characters laid out. Mostly I’m spending time trying to get to know them and see how they’ll react in the situations I’m thrusting them into. The only other thing I’ll say is that it relies heavily on music and weather. I’ll let that thought simmer until there’s more I’m willing to tell.

For more information about me and my writing, please stop by my website at

http://www.alexkimmell.weebly.com

or

http://www.twitter.com/alexkimmellauth

My novel “the Key to everything” can be found at

http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B008C4DY04

Author Daniel A. Rabuzzi interview, The Indigo Pheasant book tour

I am thrilled to have Daniel and his wife Deborah on today to talk about his new book and her lovely art work for the cover.

The Longing for Yount book series was completed when the second book was released last month by ChiZine Publications. Both books The Choir Boats and The Indigo Pheasant are available now.

My great thanks to Daniel, Deborah and ChiZine for allowing me to share. Everyone please check out Daniels books. I for one can’t wait to dive in to the Yount books, previews of Choir Boats and Indigo Pheasant are available online.


London 1817. Maggie Collins, born into slavery in Maryland, whose mathematical genius and strength of mind can match those of a goddess, must build the world’s most powerful and sophisticated machine—to free the lost land of Yount from the fallen angel Strix Tender Wurm. Sally, of the merchant house McDoon, who displayed her own powers in challenging the Wurm and finding Yount in The Choir Boats, must choose either to help Maggie or to hinder her. Together—or not—Maggie and Sally drive to conclusion the story started in The Choir Boats—a story of blood-soaked song, family secrets, sins new and old in search of expiation, forbidden love, high policy and acts of state, financial ruin, betrayals intimate and grand, sorcery from the origins of time, and battle in the streets of London and on the arcane seas of Yount.

(photo: © Kyle Cassidy, all rights reserved)

 

Please tell me about yourself –

I have been reading and writing fantasy and science fiction since I was a boy back in the 1960s.  I majored in the study of folklore & mythology while at university, and continued my research on the subject in Oslo, Norway.  Since then I have been a banker, a professor of history, the executive director of a digital university, and a senior executive in national educational non-profits, all the while continuing to visit Faerie whenever I can.

 

 

What is your work space and writing routine like? –

I write at night and on weekends, and during every scrap of vacation from my daytime profession.  I always carry a notebook with me, and frequently scribble phrases and plot-points into it, even in the midst of otherwise earnest business meetings.  I am also a visual artist, so I sketch characters and scenes onto the agendas for those meetings.  I listen to very specific kinds of jazz and electronica when I am into the formal drafting phase– if your readers are interested, I would be happy to share my favorite play-lists. 

What are you reading now? –

I recently read Kristin Cashore’s Graceling (she is a talent whose next books I look forward to reading as well; she reminds me of Lloyd Alexander, which is very high praise indeed!).  Also recently read N.K. Jemisin’s The Broken Kingdoms (Book Two of her Inheritance Trilogy), which I recommend, and Except the Queen by Jane Yolen & Midori Snyder, which is good fun, with some real chills interspersed.  I re-read Titus Alone, the final volume in Peake’s Gormenghast trilogy, and found it much better than I had remembered (it is something of a stepchild compared with the utterly brilliant first two volumes in the series).  I am also dipping into Kate Bernheimer’s edited volume of new fairy tales, My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me, which is a marvelous collection by some of the best writers out there right now.

It isn’t easy for someone to convey what they see in their mind and for another to then create it, do you however feel like the cover art work and interior art work is as close to what you envisioned as possible? –

Yes, most definitely.  Deborah is my first and best reader– sternly but sympathetically critical– she “gets” what I am trying to do, better than anyone.  And the process works in both directions: sometimes she shows me a picture or we find something together, and that in turn sparks more prose.

How did becoming part of the ChiZine family come about? –

I had been a fan of the magazine Chiaroscuro for some time when I submitted a short story to them, “Optimika,” which they accepted for publication in 2008.  In July of that year, out of the blue, Brett and Sandra of Chiaroscuro contacted me to say that they were going to launch a book line to complement the magazine, and wondered if I happened to have a novel-in-progress that they might take a look at.  I had been working on The Choir Boats since 2002, and was happy to send them a synopsis and first three chapters…everything worked out from there.  Sandra & Brett, and their entire CZP team, have been wonderful to work with.

You have some fantastic reviews out there and while I haven’t read your book yet I did check out the prologue from your web site and adore it. That opening has me hooked. Do these fuel the muse? –

Yes, good reviews certainly stoke the fires.  Best of all are those reviews that astutely point out one’s shortcomings, the areas where I did not quite live up to the aim or promise– nothing is better than an engaged reader really coming to grips with the text and helping the author see how to do it better next time.  The art of fiction is not a broadcast–it is a conversation, a constant back-and-forth, between the writer and the reader.

Now that the series is complete do you have other works in mind that you plan to focus on? –

I do.  I am not entirely done yet with the universe I created for the Yount series, though I think I need to let that marinate a while before I come back to it.  Instead, I am returning to the world I started to explore in my very first short story, “Grebe’s Gift,” which Small Beer Press published in their fabulous small zine Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet in 2006.   I have a series of short stories brewing about and in this world, one of them titled “Teatime at Creamlet-Pink,” and another called “The Dragon-Pup of Dobrynia.”   There are other stories not yet titled, though I can see the main characters (not all of them human) walking down cobblestoned streets, passing by the grillwork in front of a small shop…

Same genre or will you try something different? –

Same genre.  No matter how “realistic” I may attempt to make my fiction, I always end up wandering just off the edge of the map…and somehow there is always a hobgoblin lurking under the sink when I return home.

When can we expect your next release? –

I’ll aim to get those stories out in 2013 and 2014.  With my day schedule such as it is, I doubt I can produce the next novel much before 2015 or 2016.

For those not familiar please tell us about your Yount series –

In London in 1812, the merchant family McDoon gets an invitation to visit a world called Yount.  The McDoons refuse the call, until one of their members is kidnapped and taken to Yount.  As a result, the McDoons throw themselves into an adventure that nearly breaks them as a family.  They experience love, loss, betrayal, deception, sacrifice, and many forms of heroism large and small.  The women of the family emerge as the leaders, as the ones strong enough to bear the challenges thrust upon them by a monstrous owl and his legions.  In the end, they vanquish their foes, overcoming both otherworldly ancient sorcery and the more mundane flaws and venality of other humans in our world. 


London, 1812 | Yount, Year of the Owl

What would you give to make good on the sins of your past? For merchant Barnabas McDoon, the answer is: everything.

When emissaries from a world called Yount offer Barnabas a chance to redeem himself, he accepts their price—to voyage to Yount with the key that only he can use to unlock the door to their prison. But bleak forces seek to stop him: Yount’s jailer, a once-human wizard who craves his own salvation, kidnaps Barnabas’s nephew. A fallen angel—a monstrous owl with eyes of fire—will unleash Hell if Yount is freed. And, meanwhile, Barnabas’s niece, Sally, and a mysterious pauper named Maggie seek with dream-songs to wake the sleeping goddess who may be the only hope for Yount and Earth alike.

And the very talented Deborah Mills. Daniels wife is also here to tell us about her wonderful creations featured on the covers

 

Please tell me about your art. The kinds of work you do, your preferred medium, do you have a preferred time of day to create, do you listen to music while working? –

Wood is my medium of choice. I was very lucky to learn the traditional techniques of European woodcarving at the elbow of a phenomenally talented master woodcarver, Erik Fridstroem, while interning at the Viking Ship Museum in Oslo Norway, back in the late 1980s. Erik was as kind as he was skilled. He sent me home with a suitcase full of chisels and gouges, most of them bearing his initials (and now my initials as well). A few of them I believe were given to Erik by his own father, to whom he was apprenticed as a youth.

Woodcarving is one of those skills passed literally hand to hand like a torch. I’ll be thankful to Erik to my dying day, and have been trying to pass the torch forward myself by teaching several carving classes each year.

I’m pretty obsessed with animals, particularly in the form of chimeras and guardian figures, totemic figures that are meant to serve some spiritual purpose or radiate a sort of protective power. Given my druthers, I always incorporate animals into my designs.

Daniel can attest that I am emphatically not a morning person! I do listen to music while I design and carve. There is a rhythm to carving; it is a long process with lots of repetition. When the work is really flowing, I reach a trance-like state during which my mind stills and my eyes and hands take over. Music seems to be an important part of forgetting everything else and getting into that state.

Can you tell me about the carvings that are now featured on the cover? –

Back when Daniel was working on his first draft of The Choir Boats, I started doodling sea monsters, because a few do make appearances during his characters’ voyages. We were daydreaming that I might one day be able to illustrate the book, something I’d never done. My process always involves research, and I wanted to refer to the monsters that you’ll find lurking in the corner of old sea charts. Well, my research got me hooked, I just fell in love with the beasties I was finding, and I decided to do a series of four relief carvings for an upcoming show, based on sea beasts from medieval and Renaissance maps. That became my “Here There Be” series, carved in sapele wood, with ebonized mahogany & 24K goldleaf frames.

It was just one of those lovely, novelistic happenstances that when ChiZine Publications asked to publish The Choir Boats, they really liked my sea beast carvings and wanted to use one of them on The Choir Boats cover. So it went from me being inspired by Daniel’s vivid imagery, to becoming part of the cover art for the same book! I love the symmetry of that!

I couldn’t be more impressed with how Eric Mohr, ChiZine’s designer, used my carvings in both book covers…he created such a beautiful visual metaphor for what’s happening in both books – sundered worlds, a sense of wonder but also things being out of place, a gap between what should be and what is. I absolutely love those covers!

Has your work been featured on other covers? –

Not yet! I’d love to get the chance, though.

Where else can we see your work? –

I post shows and exhibitions I’m in on my website here: http://www.deborahmillswoodcarving.com/exhibits_press.html   I also have a mailing list & send an email when I have upcoming events, classes or shows. Just shoot me an email to get onto it.

Daniel A. Rabuzzi can be found on his blog / web site / twitter / facebook 

Deborah Mills beautiful creations can be found on her web site 

Giveaways for Daniels books are on and ending today and tomorrow here and here

Book tours with First Rule Publicity

I love promoting authors. I really seriously love it, so much so that I and a couple others opened up our own touring company. We have one tour for Kingdom by Anderson O’Donnell that has already started. Another for Alison Deluca and her steampunk series will be kicking off soon.

I’m excited about the other tours we have going not to mention the many additional ones in the works. The following tours still have the rare spot open for those wanting to join in on the action. Click cover or title for sign up link.

 

 Dark Halo by Christopher Kokoski. A 334 page paranormal thriller

In a town besieged by shadowy, demonic forces, a father races against time to save his family.

Thirty-five-year old Landon Paddock has deserted his wife and daughter, abandoned his business, and secluded himself in his late parent’s southern Indiana ranch. But he’s barely lapsed into a drunken coma when a mysterious, winged stranger appears during a violent lightning storm, chasing him out into the maddening night with his estranged 15-year old daughter.

As layer after layer of reality is dissolved by a series of violent encounters, the only way to survive might be for Landon to band together with the family he destroyed to make one last stand against a sinister army of unthinkable magnitude.

Hope, family and redemption lay in the outcome.

 

 

Dementional by Tonya Cannariato. A 204 page sci-fi/romantic literary fiction

Mark Inman has two loves: particle physics and Sarah. She agrees to become his wife at the same time his experiment to find the Higgs boson goes off the rails.

Journey with Mark while his existence melts and reforms in unpredictable ways as the veils between realities thin. His exploration of the minutiae of quantum physics builds a fascinating tapestry of alternate universes.

His search for survival, and the search for meaning and what is real, drive Mark as he experiences lives he never dreamed possible. His only touchstones: find Sarah and find his way home.

 

 

 

 

Lakebridge Summer by Natasha Troop. A 232 page supernatural horror literary fiction

In the aftermath of a tragic spring day, the people of Stansbury, Vermont, are unable to forget what happened, as they have all the tragedies of their past. After the media exploited their pain, they have become uneasy with the world beyond their town and with any outsiders.

In the aftermath of the media deluge, latecomers straggle into Stansbury looking to pick up the scraps of stories left behind. What they find, however, is that the powerful forces that have guided the destinies of the people of the town for hundreds of years are now at war with one another and in need of pawns.

In the aftermath of Spring, there is Summer.

 

 

 

Remnants of Life by Georgia L. Jones. A 181 page urban fantasy. 

Dangerous Saviors… What would you do if your life rested in the hands of something that really wanted to eat you? Come journey through the realms of the next world where everything you know about Good and Evil are put to the test.

Samantha Garrett lives and dies a good life in the human world. She awakens a new creature, Samoda, a vampire-like warrior in the army of Nuem. She is forced to realize that she has become a part of a world that humans believe to be only “Legends of Darkness.” Samoda finds her new life is entwined with the age old story of greed, love, betrayal, and vengeance.

Join our heroine as she battles not just for her own existence, but for the entire human race’s future.

 

 

 

Vine : An Urban Legend by Michael Williams. A 192 page mythic fiction.

Amateur theatre director Stephen Thorne plots a sensational production of a Greek tragedy in order to ruffle feathers in the small city where he lives. Accompanied by an eccentric and fly-by-night cast and crew, he prepares for opening night, unaware that as he unleashes the play, he has drawn the attention of ancient and powerful forces.

Michael Williams’ Vine weds Greek Tragedy and urban legend with dangerous intoxication, as the drama rushes to its dark and inevitable conclusion.