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Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Indie Spotlight - Twitter Pay It Forward
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THE GIFTS, A JACODY IVES MYSTERY
Setup: Sheriff Sarah Burns was born with what her grandmother calls “The Gift”. In the final throes of death, souls reached out to her with dying messages. Only this time the message was for Sarah.
“He’s coming, Sarah. He wants to destroy you.”
SACRED SECRETS, A JACODY IVES MYSTERY
Setup: Charity Froste is one of three women missing. A prostitute, a nurse and a voodoo woman (Charity). Two of them are already dead.
Charity looked around her, her heart fluttering as reality closed in. She was in an old farm cellar. From the looks of it no one had been here for years. Tears formed, she bit her lip, steadied the candle. Her whispered words stirring fear into full blown terror. “Yous’ in trouble now, sugah. Yous’ done been buried alive.”
THE GIFTS, A JACODY IVES MYSTERY
Setup: Sheriff Sarah Burns was born with what her grandmother calls “The Gift”. In the final throes of death, souls reached out to her with dying messages. Only this time the message was for Sarah.
“He’s coming, Sarah. He wants to destroy you.”
SACRED SECRETS, A JACODY IVES MYSTERY
Setup: Charity Froste is one of three women missing. A prostitute, a nurse and a voodoo woman (Charity). Two of them are already dead.
Charity looked around her, her heart fluttering as reality closed in. She was in an old farm cellar. From the looks of it no one had been here for years. Tears formed, she bit her lip, steadied the candle. Her whispered words stirring fear into full blown terror. “Yous’ in trouble now, sugah. Yous’ done been buried alive.”
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Coming in 2012--Bet you can't. . .FIND ME
"Imagine a killer that can kill at will, from a distance. No gun, no weapon. Nothing more than a thought. And then imagine a world of women, men, children, that occasionally, sometimes without conscious knowledge, reach out intuitively."
PROLOGUE
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for You are with me . . .
But He wasn't with her.
She leaned against the cold steel door, her eyes closed in prayer. "Father, why have you forsaken me? What sins have I committed that you would punish me this way?"
When you spread out your hands in prayer, I will hide my eyes from you; even if you offer many prayers, I will not listen. Your hands are full of blood.
"Fiank-o!" she screamed.
Her eyes flew open, and she spread her hands in front of her. Blood rimmed her manicured nails. Out of the corner of her vision, she saw the blood soaked blouse plastered to her chest. So much blood for such a tiny body.
Ripping at her blouse, she mewed like a wounded animal. "Then take my eyes so I no longer see the blood of my child on my hands. Take my ears so I no longer hear the shrieks from below, the clanging of the chains."
Silence met her cry. God was no longer listening. She sank to her knees and ripped at her hair, bordering on madness. How could they do this to her? Had she not served them well for more than ten years?
"You know what you must do, Aggie. I have seen the feux-folet. She is the child of Diable and she has cursed you."
For a moment rage blocked the pain squeezing her heart. "You!" Her eyes filled with hatred, fists clenched at her side. "You brought this upon us with your superstitions and your curses."
"Mwen pòv zanj pèdi, you know I speak the truth. I was here when she was born without life, her body blue, her soul already beyond this world. Five years have come and gone. As she grows, so does the evil. They warned you this day would come."
The old woman's words washed over her like a river of ice, extinguishing the fire of her rage, leaving only a cold, still emptiness. "I begged them, Mother. Begged for her life as her blood seeped through my fingers.
I have served God, and I have served the spirits. But they have forsaken me."
She raised tortured eyes to beseech the old woman, her efforts met with stony silence and beady eyes filled with accusation.
"I begged them!"
Her voice tapered to a whimper. "She is only five. I have lost one already. Must I lose them both?"
The old woman knelt beside her. Taking her right hand she prized open the fingers and closed them around the cold steel of the knife. "You can't cure a mad dog, Aggie; you can only put it down. You disobeyed. You have been punished. Now pick up your cross and carry it."
The silence in the room was broken only by her whimpers; the old woman had left as quietly as she'd come. The knife lay heavy in her hand, just as the task before her lay heavy on her heart.
She rose and opened the door to the basement, ignoring the shrieks and clang of the chains. Her feet descended the steps slowly, the old woman's words echoing inside her head: "You can't cure a mad dog, Aggie; you can only put it down."
PROLOGUE
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for You are with me . . .
But He wasn't with her.
She leaned against the cold steel door, her eyes closed in prayer. "Father, why have you forsaken me? What sins have I committed that you would punish me this way?"
When you spread out your hands in prayer, I will hide my eyes from you; even if you offer many prayers, I will not listen. Your hands are full of blood.
"Fiank-o!" she screamed.
Her eyes flew open, and she spread her hands in front of her. Blood rimmed her manicured nails. Out of the corner of her vision, she saw the blood soaked blouse plastered to her chest. So much blood for such a tiny body.
Ripping at her blouse, she mewed like a wounded animal. "Then take my eyes so I no longer see the blood of my child on my hands. Take my ears so I no longer hear the shrieks from below, the clanging of the chains."
Silence met her cry. God was no longer listening. She sank to her knees and ripped at her hair, bordering on madness. How could they do this to her? Had she not served them well for more than ten years?
"You know what you must do, Aggie. I have seen the feux-folet. She is the child of Diable and she has cursed you."
For a moment rage blocked the pain squeezing her heart. "You!" Her eyes filled with hatred, fists clenched at her side. "You brought this upon us with your superstitions and your curses."
"Mwen pòv zanj pèdi, you know I speak the truth. I was here when she was born without life, her body blue, her soul already beyond this world. Five years have come and gone. As she grows, so does the evil. They warned you this day would come."
The old woman's words washed over her like a river of ice, extinguishing the fire of her rage, leaving only a cold, still emptiness. "I begged them, Mother. Begged for her life as her blood seeped through my fingers.
I have served God, and I have served the spirits. But they have forsaken me."
She raised tortured eyes to beseech the old woman, her efforts met with stony silence and beady eyes filled with accusation.
"I begged them!"
Her voice tapered to a whimper. "She is only five. I have lost one already. Must I lose them both?"
The old woman knelt beside her. Taking her right hand she prized open the fingers and closed them around the cold steel of the knife. "You can't cure a mad dog, Aggie; you can only put it down. You disobeyed. You have been punished. Now pick up your cross and carry it."
The silence in the room was broken only by her whimpers; the old woman had left as quietly as she'd come. The knife lay heavy in her hand, just as the task before her lay heavy on her heart.
She rose and opened the door to the basement, ignoring the shrieks and clang of the chains. Her feet descended the steps slowly, the old woman's words echoing inside her head: "You can't cure a mad dog, Aggie; you can only put it down."
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Tuesday's Indie Spotlight
Dagon's Blood by Virginia Lee - Four 5-Star Reviews - Reviewer Says: Excitement and intrigue abound in this book. Its filled with drama, suspense, romance and more action than the pages can contain. Diabolical schemes of epic proportions entertain and delight you with mind blowing twists and turns through a labyrinth of plots. You won't be able to catch your breath nor put it down, this book draws you in from the beginning and keeps you hooked until the end.
This Last Summer by Tania Tirraoro Three 5-Star Reviews - Reviewer Says: What a perfectly fitting title for This Last Summer. Maddie Chambers, a TV journalist, has more than any person can handle in one Summer. Tania Tirraoro has created a very real and relatable character in Maddie who struggles with her career, relationships and family.
Double Back by Libby Hellmann - Eleven 5-Star Reviews - Reviewer Says: "Doubleback," the latest from Libby Fischer Hellmann,is my first exposure to her work. Hellmann is the author of a series of suspense novels featuring video producer Ellie Foreman, and "Doubleback" is her second novel to feature Private Investigator Georgia Davis. Fans of the Ellie Foreman series will be pleased to learn that Ellie appears in "Doubleback" and helps PI Georgia Davis run down the bad guys. The relationship between these two very independent women is, in fact, so much fun to watch that I will be looking for Hellmann's earlier books.
Love's Labours Won by Sheilagh Lee - Reviewer Says: A well crafted story filled with unexpected twists and turns. Young Sarah Dexler takes us on a journey into the realm of the paranormal, where she finds the dark and mysterious, Demetrious Blackstone.
The determined Sarah discovers family secrets and hidden powers in a world she never dreamed existed. We encounter wonderful characters with a rich family history that leaves many exciting possibilities for future stories.
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Monday, November 14, 2011
Indie Spotlight-Paying it Forward
One of my all-time favorite movies was Pay It Forward. So I decided to do the same for my twitter friends who are constantly paying it forward for others. Thank you.
Nine 5 Star Reviews - Imagine your wife dying in your arms. What would you do to find her killer?
Thirteen 5 Star Reviews - Tear In Time is an excellent novel of time travel, war, alternate history, and the bonds of friendship. It is well written and very enjoyable.
Twenty 5 Star Reviews - The character personality is real and true. The plot line is fascinating and, though predicatable, fascinating in the course of events.
One 5 Star Review - Inspired by historical novels, which was Lynne Ellison's favorite reading material for many years, she created a Masterpiece of historical adventure.
Twenty-Four 5 Star Reviews - There's something to be said about what 'was'. That time before we became what we are as adults, often funny, sometimes sad, but always important.
Five 5 Star Reviews - Nothing will hook me to a book faster than a hint that the plot is based on some interesting psychological aspect. I was not disappointed.
Nine 5 Star Reviews - Imagine your wife dying in your arms. What would you do to find her killer?
Thirteen 5 Star Reviews - Tear In Time is an excellent novel of time travel, war, alternate history, and the bonds of friendship. It is well written and very enjoyable.
Twenty 5 Star Reviews - The character personality is real and true. The plot line is fascinating and, though predicatable, fascinating in the course of events.
One 5 Star Review - Inspired by historical novels, which was Lynne Ellison's favorite reading material for many years, she created a Masterpiece of historical adventure.
Twenty-Four 5 Star Reviews - There's something to be said about what 'was'. That time before we became what we are as adults, often funny, sometimes sad, but always important.
Five 5 Star Reviews - Nothing will hook me to a book faster than a hint that the plot is based on some interesting psychological aspect. I was not disappointed.
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