#BookSpotlight Q&A Universe: Awakening by D. Ellis Overttun #Scifi

Today I’m excited to bring you a Q&A with author D. Ellis Overttun. Originally David contacted me over a year ago to review Universe: Awakening but decided it need more work, now I’m here with an interview to celebrate the re-publishing. Without further ado, a little about the book:

Title: Universe: Awakening by D. Ellis Overttun

Date Re-Published: 7th October 2018

Genre: Science Fiction

Description:

The year — 526,780. A probe is deployed from ISV Intrepid at the outer edge of the universe. It is the last of a complement of twelve that is part of the Deep Exploration of Uncharted Space or DEUS. Its mission: collect data on the redshift of light and spatial distortions. Time horizon: 1,000 years.

Before ISV Intrepid can return to base, something goes wrong. There is an accident. The ship is later salvaged but its pilot is missing, its copilot in a coma.

The probes collect their data with uneventful regularity.

Fast forward to 526,880. A sole surviving probe still sits in the darkness at the outer edge of the universe. Now, unseen to the naked eye, the space around the probe begins to stretch and distend. Then, the probe disappears, engulfed by an energy of unknown origin and unknown composition. However, it manages to transmit one final message.

CD3C has monitored the disappearance of each probe over the last three years. While the interpretation of the data remains a mystery, speculation is that something has invaded the universe and is moving a superluminal velocity. Its effects could be manifested in as little as the next thousand years. To the Celesti, this is one lifetime.

What can be done?

The one person who might be able to solve this problem is the copilot of ISV Intrepid. He has been lying in stasis suffering from mental trauma. He has been this way for the past century, the longest recorded case in medical history. His unchanging condition has been a convenient solution to stall any inquiry into the accident that put him there.

This threat changes everything. Now, he is needed.

Is it possible to unlock his mind?

The task falls to Auberon, a career nobody inhabiting the lower level of the hierarchy of the Ministry of Science. Can something be awakened in him to allow someone ordinary do something extraordinary?

Universe: Awakening answers this question. In the process, it explores the world of the Celesti, a highly evolved humanoid species with advanced technology, physiology and a unique way of procreation. It blends science and political intrigue to reveal the interplay of storyline and character development that forms the staging ground for the Terra Nova Series.

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Q&A with David Ellis Overttun

Can you tell me a little bit about Universe: Awakening?

Universe (Book 1) is a story about how people react to bad news: in this case, the end of the universe. Just like the threats to our own planet, there are those who accept the threat, the deniers and those who think we still have time. It draws attention to the premise that in many cases facts don’t matter. It is narrative consistency that counts and that generally means we do tomorrow what we did today.

Notwithstanding, what holds this and any story together are the relationships among its characters. One theme is how friendships are formed from adversity. Another is how self interest affects our interactions. Finally, there is love: the love between parent and child, the beginnings of love and how love endures over time.

This is the second edition of the book. Essentially, it is a major rewrite of the first third of the original version because of constructive comments I received from reviewers who noted there was more tell than show. My bad — I have a background in technical writing and can be somewhat pedantic. (Book 2, Genesis: Vision of the New World, cured me of that affliction.) So, I ripped out those sections and replaced it with dialogue to emphasize character development and relationships.

Also, LJ, you were the one who told me in a very nice way the original cover was blah. So, I let my wife do this one.

Where did the inspiration for your book come from?

I have always been struck by the difference between religion and science, between faith and fact. Oddly enough, this has translated into two enduring interests of mine: biblical scholarship and physics. Full disclosure: These are only interests. I have absolutely no skill in either area. I do not speak or read Greek, Hebrew or any of the other languages that might help give me direct access to an ancient text. (I am still trying to master English.) I also do not have the requisite math skills to even begin to investigate physics. However, I am very good at arithmetic.

The result is a sci-fi series with Judeo-Christian themes. The references are everywhere. For example: the names of some of the characters (“el” means “god”), Guardians that can form wings and fly, auras (aka halos), the mark of Cain, etc. What it is not is an opinion about science and religion or the importance of one over the other.

If you could describe your book in one sentence what would it be?

Sci-fi sprinkled with the Old Testament.

What is a typical writing day like for you?

I only have a very general direction of where the story is going, that I have to end up in a certain place. In that sense, I’m very much like the reader waiting to see what comes next. It’s the thing that gets me excited.

I write like a songwriter. They will typically start out with a riff and see where it leads. I do the same. I have a premise for the day’s segment but I look for that opening riff. Ideas come to me just before I fall asleep at night or when I’m just about to wake in the morning. I try to empty my head ASAP. Once the ideas are “on paper”, I go back and refine later in the day. The next morning, the process repeats itself.

When I am in writing mode, I write somewhere between 1,500 and 2,500 words a day. So, it takes me about 2 months to get to a first draft. Then, the real work begins: editing, copyediting and getting rid of stupid stuff.

If you could recommend just one book to read what would it be and why?

Without hesitation, if I could only recommend just one book to read (and not one of mine in shameless self promotion), it would have to be Antifragile by Nassim Taleb. For me, it has crystalized my view of risk and how to deal with it. I am not just talking about financial risk. I am also talking about the kinds of risk you see in the TV series The Science of Stupid. I have found that people only become aware of risk when bad things happen. Antifragile defines and describes risk in a way that has influenced the way that I view the world.

Who are your favourite authors?

I mostly read things that my wife gives me for Christmas which tends to focus on interesting perspectives (eg. The Upside of Down or An Illustrated Short History of Progress). Having said that, my favorite author has to be Nassim Taleb. I love the irreverent way he describes how the world works and admonishes the powers that be. Next on my list would be Niall Ferguson for the unique way he sees things.

Tell me something interesting about yourself (that’s not in your author bio!)

I played piano in some bars around town one year to help put myself through university. Talent wise, I was and am just below a mediocre musician — cover your ears on my worst day and you can listen to maybe one song on my best. However, that background has helped me to pen the lyrics to 3 songs in Universe:“Girl-Wind”, an untitled piece and “Wanderer”.

Author Bio:

I grew up in a town in the Midwest, my mother was a bookkeeper for a small HVAC company and my father was a draftsman. At university, I studied chemistry. However, when I graduated, I did not (or could not) pursue that vocation because I was terrible in the lab.

I have been a storyteller ever since I can remember. It started as a way to get out of trouble and evolved as a way to entertain those around me. My first recollection of writing prose was in elementary school when I had to write a short essay about a picture from a magazine. (Mine was a freshly baked loaf of bread.) In grade 7, I penned two short stories for a school writing competition. One was entitled “My Funny Cousin”, a descriptive piece about a relative (a little older than me) who stayed with us one summer. My mother very quickly killed that story. At the time, it didn’t make sense to me because she told me she thought it was very funny. It was only later that I figured out that I could have replaced “Funny” with “Flamboyant” in the title. So, it was back to the drawing board. My second attempt was a collection of anecdotes about the life of my maternal grandfather titled “The Hilarious Things My Grandfather Did”. That one went on to win.

My first complete novel was a story about a soldier of fortune in the age of horse and bow. At the time, I had contact with people in the entertainment business in California. The feedback I got was that I should take one of the chapters and expand it into a novel. That made no sense to me. What the heck did that mean? How could you expand something so small into something big? So, I never pursued it. However, the comment stuck with me. It was only much later that I figured out that it meant that I should never rush the telling of a story.

This brings us to the present and the Terra Nova Series. (Book 2 has just been published and Book 3 is in progress.) I write for an audience of one: my wife. She loves the stories. Now, all I have to do is get 99,999 more like her and I’ll have a hit!

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#BlogTour #Excerpt Belfast Central by AK Amherst @amherst_ak #LoveBooksGroupTours

Today I’m bring you an exclusive excerpt from Belfast Central as part of the blog tour but first a little bit about the book: 

Title: Belfast Central by AK Amherst

Date Published: 10th April 2018

Genre: Historical Thriller

Description:

Belfast 1993: A nocturnal ambulance service at the Belfast Central Station almost turns deadly for the young paramedic Ryan. In the crosshairs of the IRA, he is badly wounded and wakes up in the hospital with muddled memories. The police close the case fast, leaving too many burning questions unanswered. Most importantly, who was that old man who appeared at the scene out of nowhere and saved Ryan’s life? Not fully recovered yet, Ryan begins searching for the mysterious man, only to get dragged into a feud between opposing paramilitaries – with fatal consequences…

A thrilling story about fates in 20th century Northern Ireland.

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Extract:

Belfast 1933

Finlay’s shop was in a stretched, rectangular room. There was hardly enough space for a person to walk through the narrow aisles between the shelves. Amid all the groceries, Adam discovered the shelf of candy bars. Adam licked his lips. How yummy they must be.

Take one.’ Finlay stood behind the counter, transferring the cash from his till into the safe. He didn’t have to say that twice.

The chocolate melted in Adam’s mouth. Sweet caramel stuck his tongue to the palate. ‘You wanted to see me, sir?’ Adam smacked.

Indeed. We have a meeting now, and I need you to take notes for me.’ Take notes? A meeting? The sun set hours ago and the shop was closed. What weird meeting was that?

You can write, right?’ A silly question. ‘I asked you something,’ Finlay said. Adam nodded. ‘Don’t look so dense. Come with me.’ Adam followed Finlay into the back of the store, through an office and a long, narrow aisle. At the end was a door. Finlay put his hand on the doorknob and looked at Adam sternly. ‘Just to make it clear, you don’t tell anybody about this. Do you understand? No one.’

OK.’ The room was large, the walls grey. No windows. Bright, artificial light. There were about half a dozen men gathered. The table they were sitting at was big enough for half a dozen more. Finlay sat down at the front end and pointed Adam to sit beside him. Paper and pen were ready.

The murmur of the men fell silent as Finlay raised his voice. ‘I know you are upset, but I ask for order during the meeting.’

Who’s the boy?’ the man with a full beard, sitting next to Adam, asked. ‘He’s keeping minutes today,’ Finlay said. ‘Can we trust him?’ The question was asked by a man Adam wouldn’t have trusted one bit. The man had his cap pulled deep into his face. The jack-knife in his hands clicked as the blade snapped. In. Out. In.

He works for me,’ Finlay said. Finlay’s icy gaze paralysed Adam. Suddenly, the candy bar left a bad taste in Adam’s mouth. ‘Why are we even meeting up if half of us can’t make it tonight?’ yelled someone from the other end of the table.

Good question,’ Finlay said. ‘I’m afraid the others won’t be able to make it for quite some time.’ The man sitting opposite to Adam hit his fist on the table. ‘Damn police. They’re only working for the Protestants in this city.’

Police? Adam didn’t understand a word. Finlay raised his hand soothingly. ‘Unfortunately, not only our allies fell into the hands of the police, but also many of our records.’

What? How could that happen?’ the man with the full beard growled. ‘They caught O’Connor and found the minutes of our last meetings in his apartment?’ Upset muttering set in. ‘No reason for a kerfuffle!’ Finlay shouted. ‘No reason? We could all go to jail!’ one man said. ‘Don’t be silly. If you haven’t been arrested yet, you won’t be,’ said another. ‘Yes, at least for now,’ a third one yelled. The laughter of the men sounded like rolling thunder to Adam. Finlay’s sharp whistle made Adam wince. ‘We need a plan, a counterstrike!’ ‘What’s the name of this guy who recently snooped around here? Constable something?’ the shady bloke with the jack-knife asked.

Constable Fraser!’ someone shouted. ‘Like I said. A British name, for sure a Protestant,’ another one said. ‘We need to take care of him, this Fraser. We should get rid of him,’ said the man with the full beard. Everyone nodded in agreement. ‘Then it’s settled. Halligan. Your mission,’ Finlay said to the shady bloke with the jack-knife. He nodded. Finlay turned to Adam. ‘Did you write everything down?’ Adam stared at the empty piece of paper in front of him. ‘Um…’

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About The Author:

Born and raised in Austria, A.K. Amherst travelled the world from a young age. This influencedAKAmherst her writing, which relates to history and cultures of foreign countries. Intensive research is part of her job, and she really loves her job. You want to be taken into another setting and experience life from a different angle? Then Amherst is the writer for you.

There is a more detailed author bio on my website if you need it longer, but I prefer to keep it short 😉 Link to author bio “longer version”: http://akamherst.com/aboutme/

Twitter: @amherst_ak

#GuestPost Unspoken Truths, Mental Health and Me by Liz Mistry @LizCrimeWarp @Bloodhoundbook

So I was lucky enough to review Unspoken Truths a couple of weeks back (you can read my review here) but today I’m bringing you an exclusive guest post from the lovely author herself on mental health. First a little about the book:

Title: Unspoken Truths by Liz Mistry

Publisher: Bloodhound Books

Date Published: 29th October 2018

Genre: Police Procedural

Description:

DI Gus McGuire and his team navigate a complex web of intrigue, espionage and murder.

In Bradford, Manchester and on Saddleworth Moor, Gus will be pushed to his physical and psychological limits.

First a train between Manchester and Bradford is deliberately derailed by a vehicle carrying drugs, then a woman’s tortured body is discovered in Keighley.

But when Gus’ brother-in-law goes missing, the investigation becomes personal.

As he battles against the storms of the Beast from the East, Gus must uncover the links between the dead woman, a pharmaceutical company in Manchester and a research facility in Northern Cyprus, as well as the reason behind the disappearance of his brother in law. With the body count increasing, Gus sets his team loose on the Dark Web but how will Gus react when he discovers that things are not as they seem?

Meanwhile, DS Alice Cooper faces extreme danger in prison and, as the evidence mounts against her, Gus and his team’s loyalties are pushed to the limit.

Can Gus stop the blueprint for a deadly bio weapon from falling into the wrong hands? Can he solve a series of murders and track down a psychotic killer?

Never before has Gus faced a test as demanding as this….

Guest Post: Unspoken Truths, Mental Health and Me.

I make no secret of my own battles with mental ill health and my ongoing struggles to maintain good health. And it is for this reason that, in my writing I always try to highlight some areas of Mental health.

Mental Health is a very non – specific way to discuss the myriad of conditions out there. There are as diverse a range of Mental health conditions out there as there are physical conditions and no one size fits all.

In Unspoken Truths I got to thinking about the Mental Health of various characters in the novel. Statistics show that many rough sleepers also suffer from a range of mental health issues and with the emphasis in Unspoken Truths being on the extreme weather conditions caused by The Beast from the East, I was keen to highlight some of the issues faced by people suffering from schizophrenia with no access to their meds. Alongside the two rough sleepers found outside The Fort, I wanted to give a nod to the initiative of having Mental health nurses on call to assist the Police in providing the right sort of care for people they come across. This means that instead of spending a night in the cells, frightened and without help geared to their needs, people with mental health disorders will get the help they need.

Likewise, I wanted to highlight how Bradford’s many communities came together in this crisis situation to care for the less fortunate. Community is a powerful and beautiful thing that should always be praised when it does great work.

My character, Alice Cooper, is particularly loved by readers. She is gutsy, strong and charismatic (she’s all the things I wish I was.) However, in Unspoken Truths a series of extreme events take place which really tests Alice’s mental resilience. As a result of various traumas, Alice begins to suffer from depersonalisation – that lack of ability to connect with her surroundings, the people around her and the circumstances in which she finds herself. This sort of mental trauma leads to physical symptoms which are frightening and set in motion a vicious cycle of being unable to ground yourself or lift yourself from extreme apathy.  I hope that the things I put Alice through and her responses to it will help to highlight these issues.

My main man Gus struggles to battle his demons. He has come a long way since Unquiet Souls, but still continues to battle to keep his head above water. He has adopted many strategies to help his mental health. The most obvious is his absolute dedication to the job – Gus can only feel well if he is policing. This is a reflection of myself – I can only feel well when I am writing – In effect my job helps to keep me sane too. Gus also has other things in his life to help his mental health. His little dog Bingo raises his mood and h physical exercise through jogging is a must for Gus. So, in Unspoken Truths, poor Gus is really struggling as the weather conditions make it impossible for him to self -medicate by jogging.

I hope you’ve enjoyed reading a little bit about Unspoken Truths, Mental Health, and Me.

Love from

Liz Mistry


bout Liz Mistry:
Liz writes crime fiction books set in Bradford, West Yorkshire. The DI Gus McGuire series is gritty Northern noir with a bit of Scottish thrown in.  She is currently researching for a Ph. D inliz mistry creative writing at Leeds Trinity University. As part of her Ph.D she is researching how the teen killer’s voice is portrayed in the adult crime fiction novel with specific reference to the influence of teen social media usage, with a view to writing a crime fiction novel around these issues.

Liz also teaches creative writing, specialising in crime fiction and is a regular panellist at literary festivals throughout the UK. She enjoys reading her work at Open Mic and Noir at the Bar events. She was chosen to be one of the spotlighted authors at the Bloody Scotland crime writing festival in 2016. She is the lead blogger for the well renowned crime fiction blog The Crime warp which reviews contemporary, mainly UK based, crime fiction, comments on current issues around the genre and creative writing in general and interviews authors on a regular basis.

She is available to comment on current issues around creative writing in general and crime fiction in particular and to speak at local and national festivals and conferences

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Email: LizMistryAuthor@yahoo.com

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Blog: https://thecrimewarp.blogspot.co.uk/

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#BlogTour #BookSpotlight w/ #Giveaway Finding Rose by Julie Ryan @julieryan18 @rararesources

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Title: Finding Rose by Julie Ryan

Date Published: 2nd September 2018

Genre: Women’s Fiction

Description:

When three sisters, Ginny, Sally and Molly are brought together at their father’s hospital bed, they are forced to confront not only the prospect of a future without him but also the secrets of the past that have kept them apart.

Their father, Eddie Matthews, drugged up on morphine, seems to be rambling but could he in fact be reliving previous lives as a Tudor monk and as a soldier on the Front in WW1. Struggling to speak he reveals that he has a secret and urges his daughters to ‘Find Rose’. Can the sisters put aside their differences to fulfil his last wish?

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Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Finding-Rose-Julie-Ryan-ebook/dp/B07GZZPYQX

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About The Author:

Julie was born and brought up in a mining village near Barnsley in South Yorkshire. She graduated with a BA (hons) in French Language and Literature from Hull University. Since then she has lived and worked as a Teacher of English as a Foreign Language in France, Greece, Poland and Thailand. She now lives in rural Gloucestershire with her husband, son and a rescue cat. She is so passionate about books that her collection is now threatening to outgrow her house, much to her husband’s annoyance, as she can’t bear to get rid of any! They have been attempting to renovate their home for the last ten years.

She is the author of the Greek Island Mystery series, Jenna’s Journey, Sophia’s Secret and Pandora’s Prophecy, each of which can be read as a standalone. Her latest book, Finding Rose, is a new departure for her as it is set against the backdrop of WW1 and has a strong link to the Tudor Court.

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#BlogTour #Promo #Excerpt The Finest Supermarket In Kabul by Ele Pawelski @Eleinthecity @RRBookTours1

Today I’m bringing you and extract from The Finest Supermarket In Kabul as part of the blog tour. There is also a giveaway at the bottom of this post to win a copy of the book and $20 worth of Amazon vouchers (North America only). First a little about the book:

Title: The Finest Supermarket In Kabul by Ele Pawelski

Publication Date: 30th October 2017

Genre: Novella/ Terrorism/ Inspired by True Events

Description:

Kabul, Afghanistan January 28, 2011.

Merza, a freshly minted Parliamentarian receives ominous threats after he wins his seat. Alec, an American journalist, flies from Kandahar without his editor’s permission to chronicle daily life in the capital. Elyssa, a Canadian human rights lawyer in Kabul to train female magistrates, is distracted by unwanted attention from a male justice. On this grey, wintry Friday, all three are embroiled in a dramatic and savage bombing. Inspired by true events and places, The Finest Supermarket in Kabul follows Merza, Alec and Elyssa as their idealistic and visionary hopes for Afghanistan are deeply challenged in the aftermath.

Goodreads Link:

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Excerpt:

I’ve been in Kabul for just under twenty-four hours. I flew in yesterday from Lashkar Gah, in Helmand Province, after a heated argument with my editor earlier in the week during which I suggested a temporary reassignment to Kabul. Eric demanded I stay in the south for another three-week stint embedded with a US platoon. According to him, my stories from the US outpost were gripping and getting positive reactions from readers. Certainly, the embed was riveting – my first time moving around with US platoons – and gave me stories I couldn’t otherwise have written: intense firefights on a patrol, the evacuation of a wounded soldier, discussions about post-traumatic stress disorder, and fortifying against ambushes. But after three months of only covering action on the front line, I felt my outlook had started to skew by living and breathing the life of an American soldier. The longer I stayed in Helmand, the harder it was becoming to be okay with just telling one side of the story, as opposed to the broader picture. It was when I began saying “T-Ban” instead of Taliban that I knew I needed to get out. Meanwhile, Eric kept insisting that front-line coverage was our best news feature and refused to accept my other ideas, no matter how vigorously I pushed.

So I travelled to Kabul of my own accord to regain some perspective. I figure I’ll hold out an olive branch to Eric later, a magazine-length piece about how local ex-combatants are using the continuing conflict to their advantage. From fellow journalists, I’ve heard about former warlords, their identities and deeds well known, who’ve built massive houses painted in vivid carnival colours in the centre of Kabul and are living the high life, seemingly without repercussion. Interviews with a few of them, along with regular ex-Taliban fighters who got away from the fray, will form the story’s core; here and there, I’ll filter in views from ordinary people. I’m pretty sure Eric will go for an article with a military focus, even if it’s set in Kabul. Plus, he and I go way back, having both started out at the Chicago Tribune after studying at Columbia College Chicago fifteen years ago. If things go completely awry, I’ll hightail it back to Helmand.

I had my initial foray into Afghanistan’s real world yesterday morning. As I entered the plane bound for Kabul, I saw rows and rows of Pashtun men with long beards and turbans or woolen, round-topped hats with thick edging. My heart skipped a beat, as Pashtuns were the ethnic group that had birthed the Taliban, and I wondered if any were Taliban fighters. No one here would protect me from danger, and my visit wasn’t even sanctioned by my boss.

A familiar blast of adrenaline rushes through me.

Jakob stamps out his cigarette and leaps up while I gather my coat and Tish’s things under my arm. We race for the door. Ahead, I see Ben still on his phone but can’t hear him. As news of the explosion circulates, the room’s noise level surges and nervous energy grips the space.

We pick Tish up at the entrance and rush through the security gates, easily retrieving our various IDs and my passport as Ben advises that he’s called for a taxi to pick us up and that Masood, his interpreter, will meet us there.

After three minutes of energetic conversation about what we’ll find at the Finest, the four of us pile into the black Toyota Corolla that has pulled up. Sitting on the raised middle seat in the back, I have to duck my head to glimpse the street scene outside. It looks calm and oddly sedate considering what we know has just happened. Fortunately, traffic is far less jammed than on our morning’s walk over from the Safi.

We’re silent; our initial eagerness to cover this story has given way to an unpleasant realization that we will soon be confronting the bomb’s aftermath of chaos, destruction and injury. Jakob has already explained that the Finest is a convenience store that stocks expensive Western products like Nutella and peanut butter, so almost no Afghans ever shop there. An expat target, then, I ponder.

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About the Author:

Ele Pawelski has lived in Afghanistan, South Sudan, Bosnia, Kenya, Uzbekistan and Kosovo.Author Pic (4) She has climbed in the Himalayas, walked the Camino and hiked in Newfoundland. Now living in urban Toronto with her husband, she’s always planning for her next travel adventure. Her stories have appeared in magazines, journals and newspapers. The Finest Supermarket in Kabul is her first novella.

Ele Pawelski: http://quattrobooks.ca/authors/ele-pawelski/

Twitter: @Eleinthecity

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Oct. 1st

Reads & Reels (Review) http://www.readsandreels.com

Cup of Toast (Interview) https://cupoftoast.co.uk

The Reading Mermaid (Excerpt) https://tamarathereadingmermaid.weebly.com/

Oct. 2nd

Loving Life Every Day (Excerpt) https://lauramorningstar.com

The Bookworm Drinketh (Excerpt) http://thebookwormdrinketh.wordpress.com/

Tranquil Dreams (Review) http://klling.wordpress.com

Touch My Spine Book Reviews (Excerpt) https://touchmyspinebookreviews.com

Oct. 3rd

The Voluptuous Book Diva (Excerpt) http://www.thevoluptuousbookdiva.com/

Didi Oviatt (Excerpt) https://didioviatt.wordpress.com

Valerie’s Musings (Excerpt) http://valeriesmusings76.wordpress.com

Oct. 4th

The Genre Minx (Excerpt) http://www.thegenreminx.com/

Just 4 My Books (Review) http://www.just4mybooks.wordpress.com

Oct. 5th

Bri’s Book Nook (Excerpt) http://brisbooknook.wordpress.com

On the Shelf Reviews (Excerpt) https://ontheshelfreviews.wordpress.com

Jessica Rachow (Review) https://Jessicarachow.wordpress.com

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#BlogTour #GuestPost #ShortStory One Perfect Witness by Pat Young @Bloodhoundbook @py321_young

Today I’m excited to have an exclusive short story Easy Pickins by Pat Young to celebrate the launch of her last book, One Perfect Witness but first a little about the book:

Title: One Perfect Witness by Pat Young

Publisher: Bloodhound books

Date Published: 1st October 2018

Genre: Mystery/Thriller

Description:

On a remote Scottish hillside, three paths meet. On each path, a boy, one carrying a gun.

When their paths cross, a shot is fired and a boy dies.

That leaves two – one killer and one perfect witness.

This killer will stop at nothing to make sure the witness says nothing. Difficult for most people, even for someone who’s been guarding a secret of his own for five years.

What if the witness decides he’s been silent too long? Sometimes even the unspeakable must be spoken, if we can find the words.

B L O G B L I T Z (2) (4)

Short Story: Easy Pickins

‘Hottie alert. End of the bar.’

Eva scanned the array of bottles on the gantry as if trying to decide what to drink. A tall, dark-haired man was leaning against the wall, apparently engrossed in the music.

‘Just what I need to complete this trip. A George Clooney look-alike.’  

‘Hey, Mum, I saw him first.’

‘He’s too old for you.’ Eva turned to have another look, openly this time, and found the stranger staring right at her, a smile lifting the corner of his mouth. She looked away but not before her blush betrayed her, the price she always paid for her English Rose complexion.

‘Do you think it’s him?’ whispered her daughter.

Although she’d been wondering the same thing, Eva replied, ‘Now, what would George Clooney be doing in Biloxi, Mississippi?’

‘Same as us?’

‘I doubt Gorgeous George comes to Biloxi when he wants to see the beach or play roulette. Monte Carlo, maybe.’

‘Well, here’s your chance to find out. He’s coming over. Act cool.’

‘Hi ladies, where y’all from?’

Here we go again, thought Eva, as she and Lauren answered in unison, ‘Scotland.’

‘Scotland? Ya don’t say? I love Scotland.’

‘Have you been?’

‘No, but I heard tell it’s real beautiful.’

Eva gave Lauren a look that said, your turn.

‘Well, it is when the rain stays off.’ That’s ma girl.

‘What brings you ladies all the way to Biloxi, Mississippi?’

‘We’re on a road trip.’

‘Oh yeah? What y’all driving?’

‘A Mustang convertible. And we know it’s cheesy, so please don’t laugh,’ said Eva.

‘Now, why would I laugh? There’s nothing cheesy about two beautiful sisters driving an open top car.’

Eva grimaced. She’d heard the sisters line before. Any minute now, he’d offer them a drink and make a move on Lauren.

‘Can I get you ladies a cocktail?’

A tiny movement of her eyes was enough to check that Lauren was up for some fun. ‘That’s very kind of you. I’ll have a whisky sours, thank you.’

While the barman fixed their drinks, their companion introduced himself then proceeded to tell them about being invited to a ‘haggis supper’ at the home of a Scottish friend. Eva bit down on her lip. She didn’t mean to be unkind, but when he went on to tell them about the awesome toast to Robert Brown, it was just too much. She snorted with laughter and Lauren joined in.

‘Did I say something funny?’

Eva was speechless with mirth.

‘Sorry about my mother. She gets a bit giggly by the second drink.’

‘Your mother? Get outta here.’ Reaching inside his jacket, he took out a pair of horn- rimmed glasses and peered through them. ‘Shoot, you look wonderful, ma’am, if you don’t mind me saying so.’

‘Is this the southern charm we’ve heard so much about?’

‘No ma’am. Just an honest guy giving you his opinion,’ he said with a smile so disarming it made her heart flip.

As if he had suddenly remembered his manners, ‘George’ removed the glasses with his left hand and held out his right in greeting. ‘I’m Kyle. Pleased to meet you both. Welcome to the United States. Thank y’all for visiting.’

As they got ready for bed, Lauren was teasing, ‘He really fancies you, Mum. I actually feel a wee bit jealous.’

‘Aye, right,’ said Eva, although she was secretly delighted that Kyle had paid her so much attention. ‘He was pleasant company, I suppose, and he did buy all the drinks.’

‘Yes, he was very generous, and charming. And can you believe he lives near New Orleans? Maybe we’ll bump into him again.’

‘New Orleans is a big place, Lauren. And don’t forget St Patrick’s Day this weekend. Bourbon Street will be mobbed. Right, who’s doing the blog tonight, you or me?’

‘You do it, Mum. It was your idea, after all. I’m tired, and too drunk to write anything that makes sense.’

‘Didn’t you see the warning look I gave you when you accepted that third cocktail?’

‘I did, but I was having too much fun to pay any attention. Night-night.’

Eva took her iPad out of the safe and opened their blog. She had been writing it for the last few months, keeping her friends up to date. They all knew how important this trip was; a way for Lauren and her to put the horrors of the last two years behind them. Knowing she was making everyone green with envy, Eva had posted links to each hotel, and had been astonished to find that a growing number of people around the world seemed to be interested in their road trip adventures. She imagined the envious look on her friends’ faces when they read tonight’s update.

No luck at the roulette tables but we did meet a George Clooney lookalike. Lauren says he fancies me. I should be so lucky, eh, girls? Off to Louisiana in the morning. Next stop, New Orleans. Got a full schedule planned. We’ll take the streetcar into town, pick up a Po’ Boy sandwich for lunch, then hitch a ride along the Mississippi on a Steamboat. Hoping to make the eight o’ clock show at Preservation Hall so Lauren can hear some traditional jazz. Then these gals will hit Bourbon Street. Look out, Nawlins, here we come!

As they filed out past sepia photos of musicians and tattered posters that read like a Who’s Who of jazz music, Lauren said, ‘I can’t believe we’re really here, Mum. Imagine, Preservation Hall. Did you hate it?’

‘Had more fun with toothache, if I’m honest, but it’s not about me. Now, let’s see if we can find a bar with a Cajun band and grab ourselves a Hurricane. Listening to jazz is thirsty work.’

Eva had taken only a sip of her cocktail when she felt strong fingers grasp her wrist and pull her on to the dance floor. She was about to protest when she recognised the smile.

‘How’s this for a coincidence?’ shouted Kyle above the music. When the song finished, he gestured towards Lauren, who was surrounded by men at the bar. ‘Let’s go rescue your daughter.’

Over drinks they told Kyle of their plans for a swamp tour the next day and how they planned to head back to Texas so Lauren could go horse riding and buy some cowboy boots. These were the last items to be ticked off their wish list.

‘Do y’all have a reservation for that horseback riding, or someplace special y’all want to go?’

‘Not really,’ said Lauren, ‘we found a place on the Internet that looks good and it’s handy for the airport. But it does mean we’ll have to leave New Orleans a day early, which is a pity.’

‘Well, ladies, I do believe I can be of some assistance. Why don’t y’all come and ride at my place? I have a little ranch just outside of town. Y’all can take your pick of my horses and ride out for miles.’

‘Not me,’ said Eva.

‘Mum’s terrified of horses, but I would love to come, if that’s okay? What do you think, Mum?’

‘I think that’s very kind of Kyle. But Lauren, let’s talk about it before we go changing our plans.’

‘Why don’t I give you my card?’ said Kyle. ‘I have nothing planned for the day after tomorrow. If y’all want to come by and visit, I’ll be delighted. What size boots do you wear, young lady?’

Lauren told him and added that it would be great if she could borrow some, and maybe try a western saddle.’

‘Hang on, Lauren,’ Eva cautioned. ‘We haven’t decided yet. But Kyle, it’s been a real pleasure meeting you.’

By the time she got round to writing her blog, Lauren had convinced her.  

Slight change of plan. Heading out to ‘George Clooney’s’ ranch on Friday so Lauren can go horse-riding. She’s very excited about riding western style, whatever that means! Bourbon Street was fun but very crowded and very tiring. Maybe I’m getting too old for this travelling lark.

‘How was the swamp tour, ladies? Y’all see any gators?’

‘Yes, we did,’ said Eva, ‘Far too many for my liking, not to mention snakes, but Lauren loved it.’

Lauren did not react. All her attention was focused on Phantom, a huge, black Arab who was staring back at her with eyes like brown velvet.

‘He likes you,’ said Kyle, ‘and he doesn’t take to everyone. He’s a mean ole boy. You sure you can handle him?’

‘I’ve been riding since I was seven, on some pretty feisty horses. We’ll be okay, won’t we, Phantom?’

‘Well, stay in the paddock till you get acquainted and then you can head out as far as you like. It’s all my land.’

When Lauren had gone, Kyle invited Eva to join him on a swing chair in the shade. He poured her a glass of cool punch which she had finished before she thought to ask what was in it.

‘A little splash of rum. Enjoy.’

‘This is heavenly. I could stay here for ever. Lauren would sell her soul to be able to ride out on a horse like that every day. She won’t want to go home after this, you know.’

‘That’s what I’m countin on.’ He leaned in and kissed her. It had been such a long time since anyone had shown her such tenderness, she thought she would melt. ‘Do you think fate brought us together?’ she murmured, trying not to worry about what he’d just said.

‘No. Your blog did that. I’ve been trackin you on this little road trip of yours. Y’all were easy pickins.’

You knew we’d be in Biloxi?’

I wanted to see if you’d turn up, and be as cute as your profiles.’ As he spoke, Kyle’s hand snaked its way up her leg. ‘And you are, both of you.’

Eva pushed him away, but he was too strong and too determined. He covered her mouth with his own, a rough parody of a kiss. Eva turned her face away and cursed her own stupidity.

What are you playing at, Kyle?’ she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

You and Lauren have to stay here with me,’ he said. ‘We’ll have a great life together.’

We already have a great life,’ Eva protested, convinced he was mad. As he moved in for another kiss, she warned, ‘Do that again and I’ll scream.’

Go ahead, little lady. There’s no one to hear. Phantom will have taken Lauren miles away by now.’ He grabbed her shoulders, trying to pin her arms by her sides.

Eva was not the type to give in without a fight. Gathering all her strength, she shut her eyes tight and shoved him hard. When he rolled off her she opened her eyes, expecting to see his face, angry or apologetic.

Instead she saw Lauren.

‘Mum, you okay?’

Eva nodded.

‘Let’s get out of here, before he comes to.’

‘What did you do?’

Lauren brandished a syringe. ‘A smidgen of horse tranquilliser. Not enough to do him any harm.’ She grimaced. ‘Still, I wouldn’t want to be here when he wakes up.’

‘What made you come back?’

‘I’d a bad feeling about leaving you alone with him. Don’t you think it was suspicious he’d given all his staff the day off?’

‘Maybe.’

‘I had to make sure you were okay. When I saw you fighting him off, I ran back to the stable. I’d spotted the drugs earlier, when I was nosying around.’

‘So all those years at Vet school weren’t a waste of money after all?’

‘Oh Mum, I’m glad you can laugh.’

‘Hey, it won’t be funny when Kyle comes round. Look, he’s stirring. Let’s get going.’  

They ran to their car and took off in a spray of gravel. As they raced down the highway Lauren said, ‘Oops, I’m still wearing his brand new boots.’

Eva smiled. ‘Keep them. Payback.’

Author Bio:

Pat Young grew up in the south west of Scotland where she still lives, sometimes. She often download (1)goes to the other extreme, the south west of France, in search of sunlight.

Pat never expected to be a writer. Then she found a discarded book with a wad of cash tucked in the flyleaf. ‘What if something awful happened to the person who lost this book?’ she thought, and she was off.

Pat knew nothing of writing, but she knew a thing or two about books, having studied English, French and German at Glasgow University. A passion for languages led to a career she loved and then a successful part-time business that allowed her some free-time, at last.

Pat had plans, none of which included sitting at her desk from daybreak till dusk. But some days she has to. Because there’s a story to be told. And when it’s done, she can go out to play. On zip-wires and abseil ropes, or just the tennis court.

Pat writes psychological thrillers. Her debut novel Till the Dust Settles, has been awarded the Scottish Association of Writers’ Constable Stag trophy. Following publication in July

2017 Pat was delighted to be chosen as an ‘emerging talent’ for Crime in the Spotlight and read from Till the Dust Settles to an audience at Bloody Scotland – another dream come true.

Published by Bloodhound Books, I Know Where You Live is the much-anticipated sequel to Pat’s gripping and unmissable debut thriller, Till the Dust Settles. It too is a psychological thriller with a skilfully told story that makes for an enjoyable stand alone read. It will hook you from the start.

One Perfect Witness, Pat’s third novel to be published, tells a completely new story. If, like Pat, you’re fascinated by what happens when someone disappears, you’ll enjoy this book of secrets, lies and deception.

Links:

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#BlogTour #BookSpotlight Corruption by Elizabeth Ducie @ElizabethDucie @rararesources

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Title: Corruption by Elizabeth Ducie

Date Published: 19th September 2018

Genre: Thriller

Description:

Out of fear. Out of greed. Out of evil. Corruption springs from many roots.

Teenagers fall prey to a deadly new drug craze sweeping across Russia. Pharmaceuticals destined for Africa turn up on the backstreets of Moscow, St Petersburg and Vladivostok. Regulator Suzanne Jones and her sister, Charlie, fight to stop the pushers before more kids die.

But will their discoveries mean a friend goes to prison? And are they putting their loved ones in danger?

With old adversaries and surprising new allies, the Jones sisters face their toughest challenge to date. The heart-stopping final episode in the Suzanne Jones series of thrillers set in the sometimes murky world of international pharmaceuticals

You can buy your copy here:

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About The Author:

When Elizabeth Ducie had been working in the international pharmaceutical industry for nearly thirty years, she decided she’d like to take a break from technical writing—text books, articlesHead_logo and training modules—and write about some of her travel experiences instead. She took some courses in Creative Writing and discovered to her surprise that she was happier, and more successful, writing fiction than memoirs or life-writing. In 2012, she gave up the day job, and started writing full-time. She has published three novels, three collections of short stories and a series of manuals on business skills for writers.

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