#BadMoonRising: Visions by K. Matt #horror #urbanfantasy

It’s Monday….but to brighten up your day, I present you with K. Matt!  She makes a darn good argument for why it’s in your best interest to travel with a close combat weapon and some silver.  Garlic doesn’t hurt either – well, not the humans, anyway.

You’re in a horror movie.  Are you the final person, the first to die, the comic relief, the skeptic, the smart one, or the killer?

I’m probably the killer. That gives me the highest probability of making it through to the end.

Vampires, ghosts, werewolves, or zombies – which would you least want to meet in a dark alley?

A ghost. One can be held at bay with garlic or a stake (or in some cases, silver), another has the whole silver weakness, and the last one can be taken out with  sufficient head trauma.

You’re home alone, but you hear footsteps in your house–what do you do?

I go for the ginormous Sherlock Holmes book and grab a utility knife or two…possibly an X-Acto knife. But I will not engage unless the door to my room opens. In which case, I have every intention of defending myself.

What is the hardest part of writing?

Description! That always trips me up.

What’s your work schedule like when you’re writing?

Well, I’m usually drawing while I’m writing. So things can get pretty chaotic. Wake up, dive into it, try to keep focused, inevitably get distracted, get back to work, work long into the night… And yes, there are points where I’ll eat.

What are you working on now?

All sorts of things! I’m working on the 3rd story arc of my book series, a prequel, I want to create a coloring book for my series (though I may have gotten that at least sketched by the time this is posted)…

Dr. Spencer Abbot has been searching for the ideal anniversary gift for his wife. When he and his friend Travis meet a woman that claims she can help, they accept.

The pair are led to Visions Studios. But instead of the boudoirs photos they’d intended to get, they stumble upon something far more sinister: snuff films.

Before long, it’s up to Travis to resolve their situation, no matter what tries tog et in his way.

This first installment of the Hell Bent series blends urban fantasy, sci-fi, horror, a bit of humor, and plenty of action.

Buy Links:

Visions: https://www.amazon.com/Visions-Hell-Bent-Book-1-ebook/dp/B010YG2MMI/

Retribution: https://www.amazon.com/Retribution-Hell-Bent-Book-2-ebook/dp/B01387TIEU/

Destruction: https://www.amazon.com/Destruction-Hell-Bent-Book-3-ebook/dp/B0186GZ220/

Deception: https://www.amazon.com/Deception-Hell-Bent-Book-4-ebook/dp/B01LTASC36/

Apparition: https://www.amazon.com/Apparition-Hell-Bent-Book-5-ebook/dp/B072Q1WSGP/

Obsession: https://www.amazon.com/Obsession-Hell-Bent-Book-6-ebook/dp/B078R61NKR/

Protection: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07H7LCD5B

 

Author Bio

K. Matt is both an author and illustrator, who feels just plain wrong without at least ten projects going at the same time. Caffeine is her lifeblood. When not writing or drawing, she spends time with her dog.

 

 

 

Social Media

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https://www.patreon.com/KMattIllustration
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https://www.bookbub.com/profile/k-matt
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https://www.goodreads.com/KMatt_HellBent

#BadMoonRising: The Grimhold Wolf by Deby Fredericks #paranormal #urbanfantasy

Well- it’s officially fall, finally.  It’s near freezing here, and I’m more than ready for it.  Today’s author has a precise understanding of why she’d be the first to die in a horror movie.  Too bad the people in the horror movies aren’t that self-aware. Welcome Deby Fredericks!

You’re home alone, but you’re hear footsteps in your house – What do you do?

This actually happened to me. It was my first night in a new house, my husband had gone back for a second load from the old place, and I heard what sounded like footsteps in the upstairs room. I went to look and no one was there. But it was windy, so perhaps the house shifted in the direction of the wind.

You’re in a horror movie. Are you the final person, the first to die, the comic relief, the skeptic, the smart one, or the killer?

First to die. I would stand there flat-footed and be stabbed. Also, as demonstrated above, I would hear a strange noise and go look for the cause instead of running.

Are you superstitious?

Not really. I believe supernatural things can happen, but I don’t spend much time worrying that they will happen to me.

How do you develop your plots and characters?

I am a panster rather than a plotter, but I do look for interesting angles, especially on characters. How I get there is to start writing ideas down. The first idea will be really obvious and boring. The second idea will also be obvious. By the third and fourth attempts, I’m coming to more interesting concepts.

What I end up using will be some combination of the obvious with the less-obvious. Because there are those readers (like my husband, who always beta reads) who like to start guessing right away about who the bad guy is, etc. The obvious things there are to fake them out. Then I surprise them with something beyond what they expected.

Who or what has influenced your writing, and in what way?

Role-playing games taught me a lot about plotting and motivation. You have to design characters that will work in session after session, and play is more satisfying when the characters are involved in more than a “go get the gold” way. I especially like Champions, an older super-hero game where you literally have disadvantages to balance your powers.

What are you working on now?

My latest project is a dystopian/swords and sorcery fantasy novella called “The Tower in the Mist.” By the time your readers see this, I will be deciding how to market it.

Madeline — cursed by her former lover to live as a wild beast, yet driven to rescue their son from a legacy of evil. Thomas — so obsessed with werewolves that he was ordered to retire, now the only hope for a desperate village. Charlie — forced to choose between his father’s power and his mother’s love. These three must battle through a maze of lies, where demons may be the only true victors. 

Purchase Links:

Amazon
Barnes & Noble

Biography

Deby Fredericks has been a writer all her life, but thought of it as just a fun hobby until the late 1990s. She made her first sale, a children’s poem, in 2000.

Fredericks has six fantasy novels out through two small presses. The latest is The Grimhold Wolf, released by Sky Warrior in 2015. Her children’s stories and poems have appeared in magazines such as Boys’ Life, Babybug, Ladybug, and a few anthologies. In the past, she served as Regional Advisor for the Inland Northwest Region of the Society of  Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, International  (SCBWI).

Fredericks also has a blog called Wyrmflight (wyrmflight.wordpress.com) that focuses on dragons. She has self-published a few of her fantasy novelettes and a collection from the blog.

Social Media:

Website:                     http://www.debyfredericks.com
Facebook:                  https://www.facebook.com/AuthorDebyFredericks/
Blog:                           https://wyrmflight.wordpress.com
Draft 2 Digital:         https://www.books2read.com/ap/nzkBJ8/Deby-Fredericks

 

Atonement in Bloom Book Launch Party Bus! #newrelease #urbanfantasy #supernatural

Atonement Blog Party Bus Loaded

All aboard! Beep-beep, yeah! The party bus is here. (Click here for theme music Magic Bus!) Our first stop is in Connecticut to pick up Dan Antion, who has a handy guided tour of Atonement, TN. Dan agreed to be a relief bus driver too, since bus-driver-Lilith the calico, sometimes has to take a break to give Deme or Honeybell a head bath.

Where “atonement” begins

It’s best if you read the first book first. So, for the launch of “Bloom,” Atonement, Tennessee is on sale for 99¢ (e-book). Click Atonement book covers for purchase links.

Residents of my fictional town might be of any race and from any ancestry. So author and translator Olga Núñez Miret translated the debut novel to Spanish! For that language I changed the title to Expiación y Magia!

Cover Expiación y Magia ― Una Fantasía Urbana
Atonement, Tennessee in Spanish

Speaking of the otherworldly pigs, I should mention the order of the Atonement stories. Your first visit to the town is Atonement, Tennessee. It’s an urban fantasy — set in our present-day, real world but with magical elements. Aside from the heroine and her neighbor-friends (or as Diana Peach likes to call them, the gall palls (Diana’s review here), you’ll meet the grumpy sheriff, Robin Warden.

Includes the prequel

The first “snort” in The Glowing Pigs, Snort Stories of Atonement, Tennessee is about a very young Deputy Robin. (Review by Dr. Phuong Callaway here.) That particular story is tied to the novel I’m launching today, Atonement in Bloom.

Long awaited sequel to Atonement, Tennessee

Here’s the blurb!

The quaint town was stranger than Ralda Lawton could have imagined. The local population included supernatural beings of the fae variety. Although only she and a few others knew about that.

In a past life, Ralda ― Esmeralda had been involved in something with those supernaturals and it had carried into her present life. In Atonement, Tennessee, that almost got her killed. Now she has new problems, and new supes to complicate matters.

Atonement in Bloom continues the misadventures of Ralda, her friends, and neighbors in the small (but far from peaceful) town of Atonement, Tennessee. Her old house and cemetery are still there, along with Lilith the cat, quirky townsfolk, and assorted supernaturals.

Now Lilith the calico sniffs out a strange beast.

Fae foolery backfires. A friend is abducted.

On a cold December day, Atonement, Tennessee comes into bloom.

The Unfolding Of An Orange Rose Bud

I don’t know why the party bus is stopping. Oh! It’s a delivery of flowers in honor of the book launch from Kirt Tisdale of The Wall Gallery! Wow… beautiful blue roses. Thank you, Kirt. The blue rose of the impossible is an important element of Atonement in Bloom.

We’re back on the road, and Dyanna at Ravenhawk’s Magazine has plenty of music for our road-trip. Lilith, slow down. I see Melissa from Today You Will Write at that bus stop up ahead.

Hang on to your seat-belt. Lilith just took a sharp curve and we are magically in Kentucky. Deme wanted to check out Teri Polen’s October horror and suspense book fest, Bad Moon Rising! You’ll find 31 authors and their books there!

Welcome to Atonement, TN! Everybody in town is taking part in the fun. Annie’s Antiques is hosting an exhibit of Art by Rob Goldstein.

My Blue Heaven

What’s that on the next table? It looks like an Aladin’s lamp. And a puff of colorful smoke! Oh, it’s the Lamp Magician. Welcome, Magician. I’m glad you could join the party bus!

My stomach is growling. Thank goodness Carol Taylor and Gerlinde de Broekert have catered the book fair. There are delicious foods at every booth! However, Deme and Honeybell love to read, so they ran straight to the Atonement, TN Book Fair. They’re in hog heaven with so many great books!

Heartfelt thanks to everyone for supporting this Bloomin’ Party Bus. Click the author names for more info.

(If anyone wants to share a link to a review of your book, or anything about yourself, please leave a comment with the link.)

D. Wallace Peach

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Chris Graham (for Agnes Mae Graham)

My Vibrating Vertabrae cover

Olga Núñez Miret For this book see here.

Angelic Business 1. Pink Matters Now available as an audio book too

D.L. Finn

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Jan Sikes

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Mary J McCoy-Dressel

Mary J McCoy-Dressel, western romance author, Book Three Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series, Blog Post Cover Reveal

Sally Cronin

Jacquie Biggar has a sheriff too…

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Valentina Cirasola will help you tour Atonement, TN in style.

The Road To Top Of The World: Short Stories In The Land Of Puglia

Barb Taub will keep you laughing the entire way.

Resa will help you find the right thing to wear. She’s a costume designer. She would have enjoyed helping Ralda, Bethany, and Lacey search through the antique clothes in Sunhold’s closets (scene in “Bloom”).

Staci Troilo

Tortured Soul

Mae Clair

Book cover for End of Day, mystery/suspense novel by Mae Clair shows old dilapidated church with bell tower and a cemetery in the background overgrown with weeds

John W. Howell

Annette Rochelle Aben

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Robbie Cheadle

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Chuck Jackson

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Vashti Quiroz-Vega

Teri Polen

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#BadMoonRising: The Glowing Pigs, Snort Stories of Atonement, Tennessee by Teagan Geneviene #IndieAuthor #urbanfantasy @TeaganGeneviene

Friends, today is a special day – Teagan Geneviene is here, and she’s brought her glowing pigs, Deme and Honeybell!  And it gets even better – the second book in her Atonement series releases today!  Join the Atonement in Bloom Book Launch Party Bus, which will follow this post.  Welcome Teagan!

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The “universe” of Atonement, Tennessee, created by Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene continues to expand. In advance of releasing book-2, she has recently released the Spanish translation of “Atonement” and renamed it for that audience — Expiación y Magia.

Synopsis. The Glowing Pigs — Snort Stories of Atonement, Tennessee

When I realized that several years ago I wrote a whimsical short story that was a prequel to anything else in my quirky supernatural town, and that it was strongly tied to the story-line of the next novel, Atonement in Bloom… Well I was in a bit of a pickle about how to handle the situation. When it occurred to me that I had several short stories with some “characters” from that prequel, I decided to collect them into a little book.

By the way, those characters were pigs — otherworldly, glowing, mischievous little pigs. Their pig tales or snort stories continue the adventures of pigs (Deme and Honeybell), and the residents of the quirky town. You’ll get better acquainted with the “Bardolator” sheriff, and a minor character, Marge Tipton. Admittedly the snort-stories are not as suspenseful as the novels. The most frightening thing in them might be bacon… or it is if you’re a pig.

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A “Bad Moon” glowing pig style

Fun Questions

You’re in a horror movie. Are you the final person, the first to die, the comic relief, the skeptic, the smart one, or the killer?

Ha! That’s a fun question, Teri. I would have probably been the comic relief. Although after six (out of 10) years of failing to escape from my horror story of a job, I could almost imagine a ahem… different role. Limited strictly to the imagination, of course!

Have you ever played with a Ouija board?

You’d think I had, since Ouija board was one of the random things in my blog serial “Hullaba Lulu.” However, I had never used one, so I bought one because of the serial. Although I’m not set up to have a group over to try it out…

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The diesel-punk train in “Hullaba Lulu” uses an Ouija board as part of its controls. (Art by Rob Goldstein)

If you were paid to spend the night in a haunted house, would you do it?

A night? Horsefeathers, I’d probably try to buy the place!

Writing Questions

What is the hardest part of writing?

The hardest part is to keep going after that initial spark. My real-life job drains me of all creativity. That’s why it has taken me years to finish Atonement in Bloom. Although I’ve finished some other things along the way. Like I said… initial spark.

What tools do you feel are must-haves for writers?

It’s not for everyone, but my personal “must-have” is a character matrix. Except for short stories, I create a complex spreadsheet that helps me keep up with all the details.

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Part of the character matrix for the unfinished “Delta Pearl,” a steampunk novel

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

Since I have a full-time job, writing is what I do when I’m not working. Outside of the job, when I’m not writing, I’m still doing things that support my creative writing. I like to make illustrations and book-covers. I’ve made all my own covers.

What are you working on now?

For the past ten months, every month I’ve thought I would release book-2 in my “Atonement” series, Atonement in Bloom. At this point I’m afraid to mention it. As of this writing, I’m doing the final proof read. Or I hope it’s final…

So, what I’m working on is re-running a #SteamPunk serial from 2015 while I finish up Bloom. That serial is “Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers.” I post chapters on Wednesday for Hidebound Hump Day and on Straightlaced Saturdays. I’m running that as a prelude to launching an all new “3 things” style serial, where readers leave random “things” to drive the pantser story.

Cover Copper Alchemist Woman n Trousers

As you saw in the introduction, this summer I released “The Glowing Pigs – Snort Stories of Atonement Tennessee.” I also released the Spanish translation of the first novel, Atonement, Tennessee. I renamed the translation, done by Olga Núñez Miret. The Spanish version is called Expiación y Magia. (International Amazon Link: relinks.me/B07HBM7L71)

Teri, heartfelt thanks for allowing me to participate in Bad Moon Rising again this year.

You can also visit me at these sites:

Teagan’s Books

Amazon Author Page

Amazon UK Author Page

Social Media:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/teagangeneviene
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TeagansBooks
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/teagangeneviene/
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCoM-z7_iH5t2_7aNpy3vG-Q
LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/teagangeneviene/

#BadMoonRising: The Fox, the Dog, and the King by Matt Doyle #LGBT #crimethriller #noir

I’ll be at a book event all day and into the evening, so I probably won’t be able to get to comments until tomorrow – happy Friday!

If you haven’t read this author’s Cassie Tam series, I’m strongly recommending you correct that.  Cassie is an intelligent, snarky, and confident protagonist, yet charmingly awkward when dealing with an attractive women.  I also quite like this author’s approach in dealing with werewolves.  Welcome Matt Doyle!

Vampires, ghosts, werewolves, or zombies – which would you least want to meet in a dark alley?

Zombies. Of all of them, they’re the least conversational. Vampires and ghosts? Plenty of opportunity for discussion there. Post-transformation werewolf? Okay, so talking to them is probably out, but tummy rubs and a game of fetch is in. Zombies though? All you can really do is shrug and slowly walk away.

Creepiest thing that’s ever happened while you were alone?

Back when I worked in an office, there was a lot of talk about the place being haunted. I actually ended up writing a massive article on it for the work magazine, because some of the staff that had been there since it opened had a bunch of stories about the building. It was actually one incident that sparked my interest though.

We were open late to take in some last minute paperwork from customers, and three of us had volunteered to work the door. We were taking it in turns to transport deliveries up to the storage room, and in this instance, it was my turn.

So, I loaded this trolley up with a couple of boxes, got into the lift, and headed up to the top floor. About halfway down the hallway, I realized that my shoelace was undone, and squat down to tie it. While I’m doing that, I heard what sounded like footsteps come up from behind me. The weird thing was, I’d shut the door and I definitely didn’t hear it open again, so I figured that someone was just in the break area on the left and had come out of there. I looked back, the footsteps stopped, and there was no one there. When I got up, the light started flashing in the doorway to the storage room too.

Now, I waited for a moment, and didn’t start moving again until I’d checked in the break area and the light had stopped flashing. Realising there was no one there, I just kinda shrugged it off and (quickly) moved the boxes into the designated area. When I passed back up the hallways though, I noticed a really cold spot on the wall towards the end of the storage room.

Later, when I started researching for the article, I found out that the building was built on the grounds of an old theatre. The story was that an actor locked himself in during a seasonal break in performances and hung himself. The rafters where they found him were supposed to be around where the top floor of the office was, potentially in the area that we had the storage room.

If you were paid to spend the night in a haunted house, would you do it?

It would depend on the house. I’m a believer in ghosts, demons etc., and I’ve been in a few haunted places before. The thing is, some of it can be explained relatively easily – I actually touch on that a little in the third Cassie Tam book – but there are always things that can’t easily be explained away. I’m fairly confident that I would be safe in most places, but I’d definitely want to know what had been happening first. And how much I was getting paid, of course.

What’s your work schedule like when you’re writing?

It basically comes down to writing when I can. If that means working on a roadmap for a title, then I’ll be trying to get as much down on paper as possible ready for working on the actual book. When it comes to writing the books, I’ll usually try to write at least one scene in a sitting, sometimes more if things are flowing well. I can’t write in silence though, so I tend to put some music on I the background.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

Oh, it really depends what I have in the pipeline. If I’m not working on a book, I still have to write for my website, so not writing at all is rare. Outside that though … I try to complete at least one cosplay project a year. My last one was earlier this year, which was of Tangle the Lemur from IDW’s new Sonic the Hedgehog comics. The comic actually published a picture of it, which was cool. I’m planning to try experimenting with an LED display inside a mask too, so that’ll be fun. I watch a lot of anime when I can too, sometimes off my own back, sometimes because I’ve been sent review discs from distributors, so I’m rarely short of Japanese animation to enjoy. Oh, and I game too. Retro gaming is a constant, with Sonic still holding a special place in my heart. We recently upgraded our PC too though, so I’ve finally started playing Overwatch. That’s been a blast!

What are you working on now?

Quite a bit, actually. LV-48, the third book in my sci-fi/mystery series The Cassie Tam Files is currently going through editing with NineStar Press, so there’s that. I’m also working on the first draft of the fourth book in the series which, all being well, should be the penultimate title in the story arc. Outside that, I’m putting the finishing touches on Mott, the fourth and final book in my sci-fi/game lit series The Spark Form Chronicles. The key with that one is to make it as tight as possible, then get the collected edition put together as an accompaniment. I’m also be working on some rewrites for Teller Tales, which is a four-part YA horror series. I got the rights back for the original novel in September and want to rework the series. It was one of those things where the original publisher just turned out not to be the right home for the work, so once the work is done, I’ll be shipping that around a little.

Title: The Fox, The Dog, and The King (The Cassie Tam Files #2)
Author: Matt Doyle
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: 23 July 2018
Genre: Sci-Fi, Crime Noir, Lesbian
Length: 58,000 approximately
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40719106-the-fox-the-dog-and-the-king

When PI Cassie Tam and her girlfriend Lori try to make up for their recent busy schedules with a night out at the theatre to watch the Tech Shift performer Kitsune, the last thing they expected was for Cassie to get a job offer. But some people are never off the clock, and by the end of the evening, Cassie has been drawn into a mundane but highly paid missing pet case. Unfortunately, in New Hopeland City, even something as simple as little lost dog can lead you down some dark paths.

Until now, Cassie wasn’t aware that there even was a rabbit hole, let alone how far down it goes.

Excerpt

The Fox, The Dog, and The King
Matt Doyle © 2018
All Rights Reserved

“I’m sorry, but did you want to get changed before we speak? We’d be happy to leave the room while you get ready. It must be hard work performing in both the TS gear and a kimono thick enough to house projectors without them moving out of line with each other, even if they are the smaller, lightweight models.”
“You don’t know the half of it,” Kitsune sighs. “There’s a wireless motion detection system in each hand too,” they add, waving two metallic, clawed paws. “You’ll note that my tails are missing. They don’t yet make multi-tailed suits, you see, and the number is important within the folklore, so we had to find other solutions. The projector tucked under the obi sash keeps the back open nicely, and it allows movement, both in animation and in the actual device, but it’s a bit stronger than the main ones.”
“Meaning that it’s heavier,” I reply.
“Indeed. The way the system works is identical to the tail guidance in regular suits though.”
I frown and Lori clarifies, “Regular Tech Shift gear uses two small wireless touchpads to control tails, one for the bottom half, and one for the top half. They’re embedded in the hand rest of Ink’s front legs. For hybrid-style gear, they usually sit inside the thumb of each hand. It’s the same concept in each one, but animal-style gear allows for bigger movements, while hybrid gear measures micro movements.”
“Which would be rather fiddly, given the level of movement that I require. These are built into the paw pads and are set to register larger movements so that the tails can move in time with the different dance routines and my more flamboyant gestures,” Kitsune explains, demonstrating one of the hand flourishes from the show. They pause then and chuckle. “Ah, but I’m rambling. I am afraid that changing is, contractually speaking, impossible. Will my appearance be a problem?”
“No, I’m used to Tech Shifters…”
Lori laughs and cuts in with, “You are so not used to us yet.”
I laugh quietly, despite myself. The miserable old loner that still lives in my head says I should be angry about that; I’m working after all. But the part of me that was enjoying the evening is far more prominent and reminds me that this was supposed to be Lori’s evening too. I can allow her a small jab or two on that basis. “My early experiences with Tech Shifters were not positive,” I say, addressing Kitsune. “I’m getting better, though. What do you mean by ‘contractually speaking,’ if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Not at all. It is essentially as it sounds. The Kitsune brand is a joint venture between myself and Kevin, and there is a lot of paperwork involved dealing with how the whole thing is to be played out in every mundane situation that you could imagine. What it means is that I can boss Kevin about and make him my dogsbody as much as is required, but at the same time, I must respect his rather brilliant marketing strategies. Part of that means that the mystery of the Kitsune’s true identity is to be protected at all times. As such, I do not meet with anyone without my professional face on. It seems a little strange, I know, but he was previously a historian of certain old-world sporting brands by trade and thought that applying a degree of what he called kayfabe would help give the whole thing a new edge. I can’t say that he was wrong.”
“So, are you Kitsune when you’re around family too?” Lori asks. “Or partners?”
“Oh, I have no time for partners, not with my touring schedule. With family, I can be myself, though Kevin did insist upon them signing a gagging order to prevent them from revealing my identity to anyone who hadn’t signed a similar contract. You should have seen my mother’s face when he brought that up. I honestly thought that the rolling pin she was holding was going to be put to nefarious use. Outside Kevin, even my oldest friends do not know who resides beneath the mask.”
“That must be hard to maintain,” I say.
“Oh yes, I have cover stories and everything. It’s somewhat akin to witness protection if television is to be believed. As far as most know, I am simply a touring stagehand for the great performing fox spirit.”
I nod. “Kitsune, as pleasant as this is, I assume there was a reason that you wanted to see me?”
“Oh yes, of course. I saw the news coverage of your recent success with that Gary Locke character,” they say, and Lori flinches slightly. “As far as local detectives go, there are plenty of them about, but you are certainly the most well regarded. I have actually been in town for a week now, and I am due to remain here for a further two. I am afraid that, over that initial period, I was subject to a crime of the nature I am led to believe the police do not take overly seriously.”
“The police wouldn’t be happy about not knowing your identity, regardless of the crime. If it’s one that they won’t usually touch, that doesn’t leave many possibilities. What are we talking about?”
“It is rather lonely on the road,” they sigh wistfully. “A few months ago, we stopped in Toledo, and I was awoken from a post-performance nap by a clattering outside the tour bus. I wandered out, expecting to find a fan or two hunting autographs, and instead found this charming little thing skulking around the bins. I named him Fish.”
Kitsune produces a phone from their kimono, loads up a photo, and passes it over. It shows a snow white American Shepherd dog sitting on one of the tour bus seats and giving the camera a suspicious look. It’s too big to be a puppy, but certainly not big enough to be fully grown.
“You named your dog Fish?”
“It seems strange, doesn’t it?” Kitsune laughs. “There’s a reason, though.” They take the phone back and enlarge the picture, revealing that the dog’s tail is about half the length it should be. It was easy to miss at normal size because the single colouring made it seem like it was tucked under its legs.
“When I was young, my parents had some rosetail betta fish. One of them was pure white, and it had a habit of nibbling through its tail fin. When we took Fish to the vet, they said that the tail damage, judging by the angle of the marks, was likely self-inflicted. I couldn’t remember what my parents called the fish, so I just stuck with Fish.”
I nod. “And I assume that Fish is now missing?”
“I am afraid so. It happened yesterday, during the early hours. I was woken by a loud bang and found that Fish was gone, and the tour bus door was open.”
“Could Fish have run away?”
“It would have been difficult for him to open the door, but not impossible. I don’t think that he would have run, though. We were lifelines for each other, you see. He kept me company during the day, and when he had nightmares, I comforted him. If he was spooked, he would usually run and hide near my bed. I heard something else too, a van door being slammed shut maybe? And then an engine.”
“So you’re thinking that he was stolen.”
“Honestly? I don’t know. Do you think that you could take the case? How much would it cost?”

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Author Bio

Matt Doyle lives in the South East of England and shares his home with a wide variety of people and animals, as well as a fine selection of teas. He has spent his life chasing dreams, a habit which has seen him gain success in a great number of fields. To date, this has included spending ten years as a professional wrestler, completing a range of cosplay projects, and publishing multiple works of fiction.

These days, Matt can be found working on far too many novels at once, running his pop culture website, and plotting and planning what other things he’ll be doing to take up what little free time he has.

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#BadMoonRising: The Beast Within by Jacquie Biggar #paranormal #thriller

If you’re not superstitious, this featured author may change your mind.  She also confirms why basements in haunted houses aren’t a place you want to hang out.  Welcome Jacquie Biggar!

You’re in a horror movie.  Are you the final person, the first to die, the comic relief, the skeptic, the smart one, or the killer?

I would be the skeptic saying, “Yeah, sure that’s a real chainsaw with blood dripping all over my clean floor. When you’re done goofing off, I hope you plan on cleaning that mess up!”

Creepiest thing that’s ever happened while you were alone?

We lived in a haunted house when I was growing up. My bedroom was in the basement and normally the streetlight would shine through the three windows and provide plenty of light. But, once in a while I’d wake up and literally not be able to see my hand in front of my face. There’d also be a strong, malevolent presence (or maybe that was because I was scared witless!). I’d bang against walls and furniture to get upstairs, my heart drumming right out of my chest, and the light would be on outside. I could see it through the bay window and its glow lit up the kitchen.

Most scared I’ve ever been.

Are you superstitious?

Isn’t everyone? J I won’t walk under a ladder. If a black cat crosses my path, I’ll figure a way around it (tricky since we owned black cats!). If I spill salt, I don’t just throw some from the shaker over my shoulder, I scoop up the spill and throw it too. (Sorry, guy in the next booth!) Friday the 13th is the worst. I’m always waiting for something bad to happen. Some events from history include: Buckingham Palace bombed Sept 13th, 1940, a thirteen-year-old was struck by lightning Friday the 13th at 13:13, a cruise ship ran aground off the coast of Italy, and Flight 571 crashed in the Andes leaving its survivors to commit cannibalism.

What is the hardest part of writing?

Focusing!

No really, between social media, my pets needing attention (I have a calico and a German Shepherd), watering my plants because we’re under drought conditions and I can’t stand to see them die, visiting my mom each day, cleaning the house (if I have to J), making DH dinner and packing his lunch, and watching my favorite TV shows (There’s at least one each night) I have to force myself to sit down and concentrate on the book. And that’s not counting promo stuff.

Writing IS a full-time job and it’s important to slot out a timeframe that works- for you. Just because Betty-Lou has great success writing at 5 am (Oh, my gosh!) it doesn’t mean that will be your productive time. Heck, I don’t even function until I’ve downed three or four cups of coffee. Some write every day, and others only on the weekend. It’s all about finding the lane that works for you, and then sticking to it because you’re the only one who can create the magic.

Who or what has influenced your writing, and in what way?

My critique groups have changed my way of writing. I belong to two fantastic groups. A local one where we share our work via email and meet once a month for an exchange of ideas, industry information, and gossip. J And an online group through the Kiss of Death RWA Chapter called Lethal Ladies. I’ve been the coordinator there for two years and value their insights immeasurably.

I feel critique groups and beta readers together make for stronger, cleaner storylines. After all, you want your book baby to be all that it can be, right?

What’s your work schedule like when you’re writing?

I’m lucky enough to be able to work full-time towards a successful writing career, which means I can spread my jobs throughout the day. I start by reading and commenting on my blog and those that I follow (don’t take this lightly, the blogging community is huge and they can help you if you’re willing to put in some effort), then I move on to Facebook, Twitter and my emails. After that, I take a break for family and pet-time.

The bulk of my writing takes place in the evening. The house is quiet and I can concentrate on my work. It drives me nuts to have the television on while I’m writing. I guess I’m an all or nothing kind of gal, lol.

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The Beast Within

Book 2 Mended Souls Series

She didn’t expect to land in the crosshairs of a serial killer.

Can two displaced angels save a woman from the clutches of a vicious psychopath?

 When Julie Crenshaw is offered a news reporter’s job on beautiful Vancouver Island she didn’t expect to land in the crosshairs of a serial killer.

Connor O’Rourke has seen his share of human depravities during his fourteen years as a homicide detective, but is still sickened by the murderer terrorizing his island shores.

And threatening his key witness.

As the stakes rise, can two people get a second chance at love?

Or will a killer be the winner?

Excerpt

Julie pulled into the paved driveway and parked in front of the single car garage just as the school bus stopped down the street and let off a rag-tag bunch of laughing, talking kids. All except her boys, last to step down from the vehicle. They barely glanced up from their inspection of the sidewalk when the doors slid closed and the bus signaled away from the curb.

She sighed and waited while they trudged the half block to their front gate. There were no waves or yelled plans to join the other kids in a game of street hockey after their dinner. No suggestions of an impromptu basketball match using the hoop above the garage door, or a bike ride to the nearby park. Nothing at all. In fact, Dustin looked like he had another of his perpetual mad-ons happening, with hunched shoulders and downcast expression. Meanwhile, Freddie tagged along behind, casting envious glances at the neighbor boy running down the street toward the others setting up for the hockey game.

“Why can’t we, Dusty?” Freddie tugged on his older brother’s jacket, barely slowing him down. “I want to play.”

Dustin stopped short, glaring at the laughing kids down the block. “They’re a big bunch of dummies.” He kicked at a stray pebble, sending it skittering down the walk.

Julie hiked her satchel higher on her shoulder and closed the car door. Dustin glanced her way, then trudged into the house without a word.

Julie’s welcoming smile flat-lined, her son’s continuing anger creating a hard ball of tension in her gut. She’d taken him to counselling after his father’s death, but it hadn’t done much to alleviate the guilt he carried. He felt the accident was his fault and nothing Julie could say would change his mind.

“Mom, can I go play?” Freddie giggled as the neighbor’s dog dropped a beat up ball glove at his feet.

She forced a cheerful expression and held out her arms. “Do I get a cuddle first?”

Young enough not to care who might be watching, he ran into her embrace, his chubby arms wrapping her waist in a bear hug. She held on a moment too long, reluctant to give up the scent of bubblegum and sun that clung to his soft skin.

“Mom, you’re squeezing me to death,” he laughed into her chest.

She gave one last clench, half teasing, half desperation, and let him go. “Be back in an hour, and watch out for traffic.”

“Okay, love you, Mom,” he said, grabbing the glove and heading for the street, his attention already half a block away.

“Love you, son,” she answered, and he was gone. Leaving her alone. Deflated.

She turned for the house, coming to a halt when she noticed Dustin standing on the other side of the screen. There was that knot again. Much as she loved her eldest son, Julie hated the undercurrents that ran between them like a tide of noxious gas. He’d been daddy’s boy, had followed Mike wherever he went, questions flying a-mile-a-minute. They’d often joked that the only time Dusty was quiet was when he was asleep.

Mike.

She missed her husband every day.

 

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JACQUIE BIGGAR  is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males and strong, contemporary women willing to show their men that true power comes from love.

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#BadMoonRising: Fairies, Myths, and Magic: A Summer Celebration by Colleen M. Chesebro #paranormal #shortstories

Today’s author is a familiar face to many of you – maybe it’s from her poems and weekly poetry challenges, her author interviews, or her Carrot Ranch writing challenges.  If you own a rocking horse, many of you may be pushing them to the curb after reading this interview.  Welcome Colleen M. Chesebro!

Vampires, ghosts, werewolves, or zombies – which would you least want to meet in a dark alley?

I would have to say that I would be terrified to meet a zombie in a dark alley. There’s just something about the zombies that makes my skin crawl!

Think about it… zombies are reawakened corpses who become human eating machines. And once you’re a zombie all you want to do is bite someone else, so you can infect another person with the same virus that made you a zombie. It’s a terrifying proposition. A chance meeting with a zombie could end a writing career for good.

I do realize that the fear of the undead is one of our most primeval fears stretching back into antiquity. Ancient gravesites have been found containing rocks placed on skeletal remains because the living feared the ability of the undead to rise once again.

Zombie folklore from Haiti explains another explanation for the zombie phenomena. Horrible conditions for West African slaves working in the sugar cane plantations left the slaves yearning for freedom. It is thought that these conditions represented the afterlife and the predicament of slavery represented in zombie form. However, medical journals in Haiti do confirm evidence of actual zombies. (History.com-Zombies)

So, bring on the ghosts, vampires, and werewolves. I can deal with those phenomena better than reawakened corpses. LOL!

What’s the creepiest thing that’s ever happened while you were alone?

Many years ago, when I was in the Air Force stationed in East Anglia in the U.K., my ex-husband and I rented an old farmhouse in the English countryside close to RAF Lakenheath.

I remember I was pregnant with my second child at the time. I only mention it because I believe that somehow made me more susceptible to the spiritual vibrations in the area. All I know is the old stone house gave me a creepy feeling every time I walked inside.

That Christmas, we purchased one of those rocking horse toys suspended on a metal frame with giant springs for our older daughter. Tabitha loved feeding the horses that grazed in the field next to the house. She and I made a daily habit of visiting the horses, and she was crazy in love with them, like most three-year-old girls are.

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English homes back then were divided into many small rooms, each with a door. I had a hard time finding a place where the rocking horse could fit. It was so large that I finally stored it in the hallway outside the kitchen beneath the stairs where I could watch Tabitha playing as I prepared our evening meal.

After a few evenings of play, Tabitha said that she didn’t want to go into the hallway to play on the toy anymore. Of course, I figured the charm of the rocking horse had worn off. So, I didn’t pursue it with her any further.

One thing I did notice was that the hallway was always freezing. We could shut the door to the lounge and the kitchen to keep the downstairs warmer which I had a habit of doing. Whenever you had to go upstairs to the loo, you had to go by way of the hallway and stairs. I don’t remember a time that hallway wasn’t freezing cold – even in summer.

As I progressed with my pregnancy, I stayed home by myself during the day, as my ex would leave for work after taking Tabitha to daycare.

One afternoon, while I sat on the couch watching a television program, I heard the springs squeaking on the rocking horse. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up at attention. I had the most unsettling feeling I’ve ever had, almost like being sick to your stomach. I knew I was completely alone in the house, out in the middle of nowhere. I glanced through the window to see if the wind was blowing but it was a normal overcast English summer day, and there was no wind.

I crept closer and peeked through the glass door that separated the lounge from the hallway. There, underneath the stairs, the rocking horse bounced with a steady rhythm as if someone was riding it. The squeaky springs creaked making me cringe in fright. After about five minutes, the rocking stopped.

That night when my ex came home, I told him what had happened. I also informed him that I wanted to move. He gave me a funny look and shared a similar experience having seen the rocking horse moving on its own one night. No wonder Tabitha didn’t want to ride the horse in the spooky hallway.

I felt that we had witnessed the ghost of a small child still attached to the house, who wanted to play with the rocking horse. The coldness never left the hallway and my paranormal radar worked overtime. I couldn’t wait to leave.

The next month, we moved from the house. Tabitha played with her rocking horse until she outgrew it with no further mishaps. I still get the shivers when I think of that house.

Are you superstitious?

I’ve always been superstitious as far back as I can remember. I suspect part of that was because my mother died when I was three and I lived with my grandparents until I was about six or seven. My grandfather came from Russia and he told me all kinds of folk stories when I was growing up. I’m sure many of these stories were the sort you shouldn’t tell young children, but nevertheless they fired my imagination!

One of these strange superstitions (well, I still believe it!) is the rule of three. The idea is that whatever positive or negative energy a person puts into the world will return to that person three times. In fact, the number 3 has figured prominently in many important dates throughout my life.

I don’t believe in coincidences either. Everything happens for a reason. Just like my participation in Bad Moon Rising.

How do you develop your plots and characters?

I have the most vivid dreams. Many times, the idea for a plot comes to me through a dream. Sometimes, an idea pops into my head from the ether. Sometimes, I get my ideas from television, movies, or even real-life events. It’s only an idea, but I do write it down. Then, I brainstorm to see if the idea can develop further into a story, poem, or even a book plot.

I base many of my characters off of real people I’ve known in the past. I worked as a bookkeeper and a legal assistant much of my past career, so I met many strange and unusual characters. A few of these people were quite scary. Some of these personalities have found their way into my writing.

Who or what has influenced your writing, and in what way?

My writing has been most influenced by my blogging journey. I started out four years ago as a new blogger looking for a way to increase my writing opportunities. It was within that community of bloggers and authors that I found my path to becoming an author. The support I’ve received from other authors has been phenomenal.

I am an avid reader, so as soon as I read a book, I follow up with a book review on my blog. Writing about other author’s writing has helped me learn the craft. The same went for poetry. I love poetry and got my feet wet with a Haiku Challenge that eventually led to me hosting my own poetry challenge.

Poetry helps you write better stories. Last year I discovered a love for writing flash fiction by participating in a weekly flash fiction challenge. Each new writing challenge has propelled me toward another writing goal.

What are you working on now?

Remember how I said I create many of my characters from people I’ve known? Well, last year I asked seven other authors to form a group blog with me. They liked many of the same things that I did, like crystals, tarot cards, Rune Stones, angels, paganism, etc. They agreed, and we named the blog “The Sisters of the Fey.” Of course, you know my fairy nymphs guided me to these wonderful folks.

G. Kaye (Debby Gies), Adele Marie Park, Annette Rochelle Aben, Deborah Bowman, Marjorie Mallon, Tina Frisco, and Wendy Anne Darling have all joined me as co-authors on the Sisters of the Fey blog.

One thing led to another. Suddenly, I had an idea for a story, then a novella, and now possibly a book, called, “The Sisters of the Fey – Genesis.” The story is about eight Slavic Witches who are asked to form an alliance with the Rusalki Fey to protect magic from the Byzantine Monks who are spreading their new religion across the land.

I promise there will be some unusual paranormal twists and turns to keep my readers enthralled. And yes, I’ve based the characters loosely off of my author friend’s personalities. It will be fun for my readers (many who already know my friends) to see if they can figure out who is which character. I hope to release this book by January 2019.

New Release: Fairies, Myths, & Magic ~ A Summer Celebration priced at $.99 for the summer season.

Title: Fairies, Myths, & Magic ~ A Summer Celebration

ASIN: B07DTSBH4T

Release Date: June 17, 2018

Format: Kindle Paperback

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Blurb:

Step into a world where fairies, dragons, and other magical beings converge in a collection of poetry and short stories inspired by the celebration of Litha, the Summer Solstice.

Meet Drac, a dragon cursed by his own poisonous deeds, and two pixies who help an old man remember a lost love. You’ll meet a pair of fairies with a sense of humor, and a young girl who fulfills her destiny after being struck by lightning. Learn what happens when a modern witch’s spell goes terribly wrong. Meet the Sisters of the Fey, a group of Slavic Witches who sign a pact with the Rusalki Fey to preserve their magic for the good of all.

Atmospheric and haunting, the prose and poetry, will rewrite the mythologies of the past bringing them into the future.

Author Bio

Colleen M. Chesebro is an American Novelist who loves writing about paranormal fantasy and magical realism, cross-genre fiction, poetry, and creative nonfiction. She loves all things magical which may mean that she could be experiencing her second childhood—or not. That part of her life hasn’t been fully decided yet.

A few years ago, a mystical experience led her to renew her passion for writing and storytelling. These days she resides in the fantasy realm of the Fairy Whisperer where she writes the magical poetry and stories that the fairy nymphs whisper to her in her dreams.

Colleen won the Little and Laugh Flash Fiction Contest sponsored by the Carrot Ranch Literary Community.com in November 2017 for her piece, called The Bus Stop. Her debut novel, The Heart Stone Chronicles: The Swamp Fairy won gold in the 2017 AuthorsDB.com cover contest.

Colleen lives in Colorado with her husband and her two Pomeranians, Sugar and Spice. When she is not writing, Colleen enjoys spending time with her husband and friends. She also loves gardening, reading, and crocheting old-fashioned doilies into works of art.

Feel free to get in touch with me at colleenchesebro3@gmail.com.

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