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31 March, 2020

#Interview with @douglasmisquita, #Author of Spectre


About the Author:





Douglas Misquita is an award-winning thriller writer from Mumbai, India. His fast-paced plots have been well received by fans of the genre and likened to Tom Cruise-meets-Dan Brown-meets-Steve Berry entertainment.









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Interview with Douglas Misquita



When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer/ a storyteller.

After reading Michael Crichton’s Jurassic Park. But my genre is inspired by Clive Cussler, who passed away recently. Rest in peace.

What inspires you to write?

I’m inspired by history, mystery, conspiracies, white-collar crime, beautiful locales… and issues.

How did you come up with the idea for your current story?

In Haunted, I introduced Kirk Ingram as a man who has lost his family and gave him nightmares. But every hero has nightmares. What could I do different? I thought, what if those aren’t dreams, but Ingram transcending into the afterlife, and his brain cannot cope with it? Therein, was born the concept of a man who is simultaneously dead and alive. And then I thought, religion is rife with gods who are reincarnated or rise from the dead; how can I merge these storylines without offending anybody’s religious sentiments. Finally, a family vacation to Italy provided me with the backdrop for Spectre.

Are there some stories tucked away in some drawer that was written before and never saw the light of the day?

Several. There are also sub-plots that are edited out of my books that form the basis for future books. I’m always saving articles on my phone.

Tell us about your writing process.

I start with an ‘issue’ I’d like to make my readers aware of. Then I find ways to create a struggle around that issue. I’ll throw in wonderful locales, figure out how to drive my story through these places. Then I’ll start writing and come up against obstacles that will demand a re-assessment. That’s when I start tossing things out as ‘too forced’ or ‘implausible’ or ‘unnecessary’ and the book becomes lean and tight.

What is your favorite scene in the book? Why?

The one where Ingram goes into the Plane of Existence after this life. It allowed me to bring closure to his loss from Haunted, and make him his OWN man. The chase scenes in Rome and Florence, of course are very accurate because I visited those very streets. So imagine me sightseeing and plotting.
On that note, I hope Italy recovers speedily from the corona virus.

Did any of your characters inherit some of your own quirks?

No, they come with their own set of problems. No need to burden them with mine. 😊

What is your most interesting writing quirk?

Every story features a private jet. I can’t do without them! And I think, I also love warehouses…

Do you read? Who are your favourite authors and how have they influenced your writing style?

Of course. I’ve discovered Mark Greaney, who writes no-nonsense action. Then there’s Matthew Reilly who keeps things crazy – you must finish his books in a single sitting. James Rollins, Andy McDermott, Steve Berry, Scott Mariani are my annual bankable authors. Recently, I’ve been reading non-fiction which I channel into my plots.

What is the best piece of advice you have received, as a writer, till date?

Keep writing. Don’t stop. It’s what I tell myself.

What is the best piece of advice you would give to someone that wants to get into writing?

Write, write, write. Don’t be bogged down by sales figures. Write, write, write.

What would be the Dream Cast for you book if it was to be turned into a movie?

Hmm. I’d like for my books to launch somebody’s career. You know, like Die Hard (did you know it was based on a book?) launched Bruce Willis as an action star.

If you were to be stranded on the famous deserted island, what three things would you carry?

A solar energy bank, satelite phone and it's charger .

How do you spend your free time? Do you have a favorite place to go and unwind?

It’s home, with family. I unwind playing guitar.

Can you share with us something off your bucket list?

Travel to Bhutan, shoot a Browning M2 .50 cal machine gun, take a ride in a gunship, visit Disney Land, meet Brad Paisley and James Rollins.

What do you have in store next for your readers?

Next is Trigger Point – Luc Fortesque #3, then comes, Lion #2, and a new series featuring an Indian hero. I’m excited about all these and glad I’ve finally found a unique way to weave an Indian into my stories

Is there anything else you’d like to share with your readers?

Keep keeping on! Show a little kindness wherever you go! Be somebody’s hero.


About the Book:
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More than 2000 years ago, the deeds and words of a Jewish carpenter seeded an ideology that inexorably spread across the known world. Who was he, really? Conspiracies, doubts, faith abound.
300 years later, Constantine marched victoriously into Rome. In a move befitting a shrewd politician, Emperor Constantine sought to legalise the radical religion proclaimed by the hitherto persecuted Christian sect with the ulterior motive of with the ulterior motive of crowning himself godhead of a united empire.
But what if there existed others, who possessed the same powers as the Christ, and threatened the emperor's new religion, and upset his ambitions?
June 2017 A remote abbey in the Italian Alps is attacked by an ethereal force. Every one of the abbey's gifted residents is murdered, save for its newest resident, Jovanni Rossi.
A passenger jetliner makes an emergency landing at Rome's Fiumicino Airport with seven casualties aboard. The perpetrator: former FBI agent, Kirk Ingram.
Seeking answers, Jovanni Rossi and Kirk Ingram must team up and face an incredible reality-altering truth.
Pursued by a vengeful father, a relentless contract killer and a sadistic gangster, the pair find themselves embroiled in a grander conflict between good and evil...
And they are the only people who stand against a dark force arising out of medieval times to consume the Earth!
This is Spectre, the thrilling conclusion to the Kirk Ingram saga!
Have you read Haunted and Diablo, yet?


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30 March, 2020

#Spotlight :: Canvas of a Mind by Purba Chakraborty



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What lies within?
Akashi lives with her younger sister, Ipsha in Kalimpong, a remote hill station. Their tranquil life turns upside down with the arrival of a stranger in the town, who stalks Ipsha desperately. He tries to lure her by sending love notes and playing a haunting tune on his harmonica, without revealing his identity and showing his face.
As Ipsha gets bewitched by him, Akashi tries to protect her from the creepy stalker. She tries to solve the mystery of the stranger and gets shocked by certain revelations. Meanwhile, she realizes that her sister has been deceiving her at every turn of the road.
Why is Ipsha deceiving Akashi? And, what does the stranger exactly want from the two sisters? Will Akashi be able to save her sister from the darkness she is walking into? Or will she be shattered, knowing certain things about her sister that she had no idea about?
Taut with suspense, “Canvas of a Mind” will take you on a riveting ride. Are you eager to know what lies within?


Read an Excerpt from Canvas of a Mind


The soothing breeze of the hills touched Ipsha’s skin. She looked at the beautiful sky, which was a riot of colors as the sun prepared to bid adieu to the mountains. Being born and brought up in the lap of Nature, Ipsha has always found Nature to be her healer. She wonders how people who live in cities survive without the healing touch of Nature.
As Ipsha admired the beauty of Nature, the same tune startled her again. The tune was more vivid than ever and she looked around to find from where the tune was coming. She walked towards the direction from where the music was coming until she was stopped by a little girl. Ipsha smiled at the girl when she handed her a piece of paper. Ipsha realized that the note was from the stalker. She heaved a sigh and started reading.
I know you are in love with this tune…aren’t you? Yes Ipsha, it’s me. You guessed it right. I knew you would understand that it’s your crazy lover calling you through a tune.
Ipsha’s pulsating heartbeats made her shiver as she finished reading the note. The little girl was nowhere, but the tune persisted. It was a tune of obsession and longing. Ipsha could no longer hold her composure and she ran towards the direction from where the music was coming. The tune teased her as she couldn’t locate its source.
A wave of sheer frustration washed over her as she followed the tune. She felt exhausted after a while and gave up her search, holding her knees. She looked completely frazzled and messed up.
As she stood straight, she saw a silhouette in the distance. It was the silhouette of a tall man who had a cowboy hat on his head. Ipsha could clearly decipher that she has found the source of the obsessive tune. It was the time of sundown and Ipsha had difficulty in observing the person. She walked in the direction of the silhouette, with her aching legs.
The purple sky, the haunting tune and the gorgeous silhouette did some magic to Ipsha. A strong yearning to see the man who has been stalking her for a week grew in her heart. She desperately followed the silhouette, but it disappeared in the darkness. The tune also faded gradually, disappointing and frustrating her.
Who are you? Is there no way to reach out to you? Stop making me crazy.
Ipsha mumbled the words looking at the darkness, but the silhouette could no longer be seen. She couldn’t fathom why the person, claiming to love her, does not appear in front of her. She wanted to see the person who is incredibly crazy for her. On second thoughts, she questioned her decision.
Did she really want to see him?
A bizarre combination of fear and desire grasped her. There was definitely that lingering fear in Ipsha’s mind about the stalker, but now, there was also a delirious desire of seeing the person. It was an erratic feeling, something that Ipsha couldn’t put into words. She tried to hush her turbulent mind and finally walked towards home.


About the Author:




Purba Chakraborty is a novelist, poet, English Literature educator, web content developer, and blogger from the City of Joy, Kolkata. She has authored three novels “Walking in the streets of love and destiny”, “The Hidden Letters”, “Canvas of a Mind” and poetry book “The Heart Listens to No One”. Many of her short stories, articles and poems have been published in several anthologies and magazines.







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#Interview with @RealDTiwari, #Author of The Crossfire of Love



About the Author:


Dhiren is based out of US and co-pilots plotting stories, along with a full-time leadership role which includes re-thinking future of the world, and M&A.

Often spotted at airports, he's a compulsive traveler (not by choice) and clocks over 200K miles every year.

He is also the author of Punk Sunk Love which was selected at the New York-based IAAC Literary festival in 2016


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Interview with Dhiren Tiwari

When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer/ a storyteller?

I went to a boarding school with no TVs. Our only past time was reading, listening to music, etc. I did both, together. I had read a ton of Agatha Christie novels by the time I was in high school. By that time, I was beginning to get disappointed by the predictable suspense. It stopped drawing me in. I wanted to get excited by every sentence. That’s how I started. Earlier it was about a cohesive plot with shock bombs planted all over. Now, it’s more about how to make every sentence exciting.

How did you come up with the idea for your current story?

I was watching this show about a convicted killer who had been sentenced to death. He was undoubtedly guilty, but, somewhere, there was this dilemma implicit in his interview: What could I do? I was built this way. A question dawned in my head. Are we built a certain way or can nurture change our destiny?

Are there some stories tucked away in some drawer that was written before and never saw the light of the day?

There was a story I wrote for Anurag Kashyap called Nassa. It was about a drunkard Harvard dropout who starts losing grip with reality not realizing that his visions are prophecies encoded in complex puzzles.

What is your favorite scene in the book? Why?

The climax of the story is my favorite one. It’s spread over 50 pages. It was challenging to write a scene where so much happens in a snow-capped cottage.


Do you read? Who are your favourite authors and how have they influenced your writing style?

I’m drawn to psychological suspense the most. Paula Hawkins, Gillian Flynn, Steig Larsson, are my favorite.

What is the best piece of advice you have received, as a writer, till date?

It’s not the words that matter, it’s the spark they ignite when together.

What is the best piece of advice you would give to someone that wants to get into writing?

Write everyday. Be your own critic. We’re all learning everyday. There’s no shame in admitting it.

What would be the Dream Cast for you book if it was to be turned into a movie?

Yami Gautam would be perfect for Saira. Varun Dhawan as Amaan and Disha Patani as Ria.

Tell us three fun facts about yourself.

- I was offered a job as a backup dancer.
- I reluctantly said no to Ram Gopal Verma.
- I hate birthday wishes.

What do you have in store next for your readers?

I have done the storyboarding for a brink of dystopia. I am so excited about it. Think of what Batman Begins was for the Batman series, my story will be for the Dystopian genre. It’s about the psycho terrors that fuel the end of present.


About the Book:

After ten long years, a twenty-something Amaan reluctantly comes back to his once-thriving-now-desolate kingdom, Attanooga, to fulfill his mother’s last wish of a hometown funeral.

Saira is a journalist, but her job for the past five years has been the same – a beautiful bait to expose famous people with demented habits. Strangely, her memories of the past come to her like an out of order puzzle – whether it’s of her estranged mother, her one true hate, or the broken heart because of her break-up with Amaan years ago.

Trapped in failing ambition and marshy relationships, Saira gets a rare chance to resurrect both, when she’s chosen to lead a special feature on the life and times of the late queen, Amaan’s mother.

Determined to get her career and life in order at all costs, would her scheming deception end her misery or swallow her into a sinkhole where lines between blood and dreams aren’t to be trusted. Read on to find what happens when they are caught in The Crossfire of Love.


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28 March, 2020

#Spotlight :: Booked for Death by @VGilbertauthor


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A book lover's B&B in an idyllic waterfront village becomes the scene of a grisly murder--and a ruthless battle between treachery and the truth.


Nestled in the historic waterfront town of Beaufort, North Carolina, Chapters Bed-and-Breakfast is a reader's paradise. Built in 1770, the newly renovated inn hosts a roster of special events celebrating books, genres, and authors. It's the perfect literary retreat--until a rare book dealer turns up dead in the carriage house during a celebration of Golden Age mystery author Josephine Tey.

The victim's daughter points the finger at forty-two-year-old widow and former schoolteacher Charlotte Reed, who inherited the B&B from her great-aunt Isabella. Charlotte is shocked to discover that the book dealer suspected Isabella of being a thief who founded Chapters on her ill-gotten gains. Charlotte has successfully learned the B&B business in a year, but nothing has prepared her to handle a death on the premises.

Armed with intelligence and courage and assisted by her vibrant older neighbor, a visiting author, and members of a local book club, Charlotte is determined to prove her innocence and to clear her great-aunt's name. But the murderer is still at large, and equally determined to silence anyone who might discover the truth behind the book dealer's death. Now, Charlotte must outwit an unknown killer--or end up writing her own final chapter.



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Twenty-five minutes and several curious stares and comments later, I pulled my car up in front of the carriage house. I often parked there, as it was an out-of-the-way spot that kept the main lot free for the guests. Popping open my trunk, I grabbed two bags of ice and headed for Chapters’ back door.
“Here, can you deal with these? I have to go back out for a couple more,” I said as I entered the kitchen. When Alicia took the bags, I noticed deep lines crinkling the corners of her dark eyes. “Anything wrong?”
“No, just missing a knife. I think Damian must’ve taken it when he stormed out of here. Mixed it up with his own, I guess.”
I turned to head back outside for the other bags of ice. “Well, we can ask him about that easily enough.”
“Sure, but then there’s the key.”
“What key?” I paused, holding the back door ajar.
“To the carriage house. The extra one I keep in the drawer here with all the other duplicates.” Alicia pointed toward an open cabinet drawer, which held an insert that organized keys. “I can’t imagine who would’ve taken that. Mr. Kepler has his own.”
I frowned, but the thought of ice melting in my trunk made me shrug off this anomaly. “I’ll ask around in a minute. Let me grab the rest of the ice first.”
Looking up when I reached my car, I recognized a tall, lanky figure standing in the open doorway of the carriage house. It was Scott.
I waved. “Oh hi. Mind helping? It’ll only take a minute.”
When he stepped forward into the light spilling from a nearby streetlight, I noticed that his skin seemed stretched too tightly over the angular bones of his face. He was pale, too, which threw his freckles into sharp relief and created a vivid contrast with his auburn hair. “Sorry. but I think you’d better forget that,” he said, his voice eerily devoid of emotion.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s Lincoln Delamont.” Scott blinked rapidly, and his hands, which were hanging loosely at his sides, twitched like beached fish. “He’s inside.”
“Doing what?”
“Nothing, I’m afraid.” Scott pressed one shaking hand to his temple. “He’s been stabbed. There’s blood everywhere, and I think”—his lips trembled so violently he had to take an audible breath before speaking again—“I’m afraid he’s quite dead.”

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Raised in a historic small town near the Blue Ridge Mountains, Victoria Gilbert turned her early obsession with books into a dual career as an author and librarian.

Victoria’s Blue Ridge Library Mystery series is published by Crooked Lane Books. Four books – A MURDER FOR THE BOOKS, SHELVED UNDER MURDER, PAST DUE FOR MURDER, and BOUND FOR MURDER – are out now. Book five, A DEADLY EDITION, will be published on Dec. 8, 2020. The first two books in the series are currently under option with Sony Pictures Television.

Victoria is also writing a new cozy series, the Booklovers B&B series, for Crooked Lane. Set in historic Beaufort, NC, the first book in the series, BOOKED FOR DEATH, will be published on June 9, 2020 with book two releasing in 2021.

A member of Mystery Writers of America, International Thriller Writers, and Sisters in Crime, Victoria is represented by Frances Black at Literary Counsel. She lives near Winston-Salem, NC with her husband, son, and some very spoiled cats.

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27 March, 2020

#Interview with @jlwillowbooks, #Author of Missing Her



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J. L. Willow voraciously read everything she could get her hands on as a child and continues to this day. She was inspired by the way words on a page could capture the imagination, beginning her journey as a writer at just six years old. When she’s not holding a pencil or a book, she can be found belting her favorite musicals or studying to become a mechanical engineer. Days off are spent relaxing with her family in New Jersey.









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Interview with J.L. Willow


When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer/ a storyteller?

I’m a classic Harry Potter inspired writer. When I first read the books, I had no idea that a story could make me feel like that before. I wanted to be able to make other people feel like that, like they were swept off their feet by the storytelling.

How did you come up with the idea for your current story?

My current project is a collection of short horror stories. Each of them have had their own journey (some have been easier to write than others). Some I thought of when I started putting together the collection, but one in particular I actually wrote in seventh grade and I’ve been looking for some place to put it ever since. I’m glad it finally found a place where it can be seen and enjoyed.

Are there some stories tucked away in some drawer that was written before and never saw the light of the day?

Oh, 100%. There’s a box in my room that includes a ton of old drafts. Some are of books that were never published, some are really old drafts of The Scavenger and Missing Her. Regardless, they are for my eyes only and will most likely never make it out of that box. If they do, they’re going to need a lot of TLC before they’re ready for readers.

What is your favorite scene in the book? Why?

My favorite scene I ever wrote is probably the prologue to my second novel, Missing Her . It actually started as a short story that I expanded into the full book, but I placed it in front to set the tone for the rest of the piece. It went through a bunch of reworks before the final draft but it was so much fun to write and put together. It definitely starts the book with a bang.

Did any of your characters inherit some of your own quirks?

I think every author puts little pieces of themselves into their characters. Samuel loves musicals, Vanessa enjoys classic rock, Eliza shops at Lush -- I could go on. Readers with a sharp eye will be able to notice them throughout my work.

Do you read? Who are your favourite authors?

I used to read a ton when I was in high school, but I don’t have as much time now that I’m in college. I still do my best to find time, though, because it definitely enriches my writing. Some of my favorite authors include Amie Kaufman, Jay Kristoff, and Andy Weir. I will read anything the three of them write.

What is the best piece of advice you have received, as a writer, till date?

When I was at BookCon two years ago, I heard a fellow author give this advice: finish the first draft. There are hundreds of aspiring authors out there, but they get intimidated by the blank page and they stop writing. They never get to finish the draft, let alone the book. So when you finish that first draft, you move yourself from a huge pool to a much smaller window of people who were able to follow-through. So push forward and finish that first draft!

How do you spend your free time?

Most of my free time nowadays is put towards studying for my mechanical engineering degree. But when I have free time beyond that, it’s usually spent belting my favorite musicals (recently it’s been Dear Evan Hansen ) or watching movies (specifically horror).

Can you share with us something off your bucket list?

I want to visit all the Disney parks one day. I’ve visited the ones in Florida, California and Paris, but hopefully I’ll be able to make it to the others!

What do you have in store next for your readers?

I’m currently working on a new adult collection of short horror stories. The rough release date is beginning of 2021 -- keep an eye out for it! It’s going to be very spooky.

Is there anything else you’d like to share with your readers?

If you’d like to learn more about me and my work, feel free to check out my website: www.jlwillow.com.


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Vanessa Stockton and her best friend Eliza are inseparable. They’re living the best years of their lives, enjoying high school, boyfriends and planning for their futures. All that changes, though, when Eliza goes out to a party and never makes it home. Months pass without a break in the case, until one day Vanessa wakes up . . . in Eliza’s mind. Even more disturbing, she discovers she’s woken up two days before Eliza goes missing. Vanessa has no choice but to relive her best friend’s memories leading up to the disappearance and discover the truth about what happened before time runs out. But is the past set in stone? Or can Vanessa save her friend from an unspeakable fate?





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26 March, 2020

#Spotlight :: The Very Least by @kenkuhlken



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(San Diego, Tijuana, Lake Tahoe):


A dear friend of Clifford Hickey’s cousin Bo crosses the border on the run from a charge of molesting children in a church nursery school. Because Bo believes him innocent, journalist Clifford agrees to investigate. Soon he has made enemies of gangsters, politicians, and tycoons on both sides of the border. That’s the bad news. The good news: he meets Jodi McGee who helps him discover his purpose and write this story. 





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MY cousin Bo had a summer cold and decongestants went straight to her bladder. 
She was on stage with the rest of the choir, performing a new arrangement of “There Is A Fountain” when an undeniable urge struck. 
At least she was in the back row. She slipped away and out the stage exit to the foyer across from the nursery for ages four to six. In the nursery, she would find the closest restroom. 
Her friends Dolores and Archie were in the nursery showing twins where to place the angels on an Easter flannel-graph. Bo tiptoed through the maze of children and toys, to the washroom. 
The knob turned. She opened the door and screamed.

REDEEMER’S Grace Church welcomed the lost, which included ex-cons, the penniless, the homeless, and Bo, who landed there following her mom’s death. Right away, she felt wanted. She made new friends of all sorts, including Archie Akin, a shy and homely fellow Bo considered funny and sweet.
A year ago, Archie proposed marriage. Bo attempted to decline gently. When Archie recovered, he turned his affections to Dolores.
Now he stood accused of molesting kids in the church’s nursery. And though the DA hadn’t yet filed charges, The Sentinel, San Diego’s daily, was reporting ever more sinister accusations. 

THE Saturday Archie’s photo ran on “City” page one, I was on the beach behind our family’s bayside bungalow when Bo came running. I looked up from reading a J.D. Salinger collection I thought might work into the syllabus of the community college class I would teach next fall. Bo thrust The Sentinel, open to Archie’s portrait, between me and the book. 
The photo showed his bent nose, lipless mouth, and offset chin as though his lower face had gotten knocked sideways. A cameo scar crossed his cheek from the corner of his mouth to the right earlobe. His eyes were inset an inch or more, black dots imbedded in flesh, beneath a forehead swollen and creased like an old fellow’s. He was twenty-seven, six years younger than Bo.
Looking flushed as if she had sprinted the half-mile from the bus stop, Bo shifted her weight back and forth and lifted her feet as if the warm sand burned through the soles of her budget running shoes. As always, she carried a tote bag large enough to hold a cart of groceries. It hung in front of her. Both her hands squeezed the strap.
“Sit down,” I said. “Rest a minute. Watch the sailboats and skiers.”
She let the bag drop to the sand and knelt beside it. “It’s my fault,” she moaned. 
“Bo, all you did was scream.”
“No, I told the police what I saw. Should I have lied?”
“You don’t lie.”
Since the scandal broke, she had written letters to editors and phoned radio talk shows, overcoming her timidity and proclaiming Archie’s innocence. 
I reached for Bo’s hand. “Cuz, there’s more evidence than just what you saw.”
She yanked her hand away from mine and covered her eyes as if she’d just entered the sunlight. After a minute, she folded her hands and pressed them against her chin. “Archie loves kids. He would never hurt them.” She wheeled toward the bay where an armada of Hobie cats with matching crimson sails appeared to bear down on a fallen water skier. A speedboat came leaping to the rescue. Bo scooped a fistful of sand and pitched it hard at the bay. The breeze threw half of it back at her face.


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Some of Ken’s favorites are early mornings, the desert in spring, kind and honest people, baseball and other sports played by those who don’t take themselves too seriously, most kids, and films he and his Zoe can enjoy together.

He reads a lot. He has long been the author of novels, stories, articles, poems, and essays. Lots of honors have come his way, including a National Endowment for the Arts Literature Fellowship; Poets, Essayists and Novelist’s Ernest Hemingway Award; Private Eye Writers of America Best First Novel and Shamus Best Novel; and several San Diego and Los Angeles Book Awards.Though he advocates beer in a video, he actually prefers Scotch.He also blogs more or less regularly here and for Perelandra College where he teaches writing and literature.



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25 March, 2020

#CharacterInterview with Leo, Laura & J.C from I Know When You're Going to Die by @MichaelJBowler




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Leonardo Cantrell is a painfully shy sixteen-year-old who cannot look people in the eye. One night while he’s volunteering at a homeless shelter, an old man forces eye contact and gives Leo the power to see Death.

His best, and only, friend—J.C. Rivera—thinks this new power is cool until Leo accidentally looks into J.C.’s eyes and “sees” his murder, a murder that will occur in less than two weeks. Stunned and shaken, the two boys sift through clues in Leo’s “vision” in a desperate effort to find the killer and stop him before he can strike.

Aided by feisty new-girl-at-school, Laura, the boys uncover evidence suggesting the identity of the murderer. However, their plan to trap the would-be killer goes horribly awry and reveals a truth that could kill them all.




Meet Leo, Laura & J.C from I Know When You're Going to Die


If you had a free day with no responsibilities and your only mission was to enjoy yourself, what would you do?

Leo – I’d probably spend some of the day at the homeless shelter because I love being there more than being at home. Later, if it was a nice afternoon, I’d kick it at the beach and watch the waves roll in and out.
Laura – I’d Facetime with my girlfriend in San Diego. Of course, I’d have to pretend to be doing something else because my parents don’t want me talking to her, but I could tell them I’m going to the mall and then sit in the food court and chat with Tara.
J.C. – I’d go shopping for sure. I LOVE trying on new clothes, even if I don’t buy them. I can afford just about anything, but hanging with Leo for most of my life has taught me to not be so self-absorbed. I still am, but not as much as I used to be.

If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick?

Leo – Mother Teresa, not cause I’m Catholic or even religious. I’ve never been to church in my life, but I so admire how she devoted her life to poor people no one else wanted to go near. I bet she could’ve worked anywhere in the world, but she chose the poorest of the poor. I’d love to talk to her about her experiences.
Laura – I’d choose Ellen DeGeneres because she almost lost her career when she came out and now she’s one of the most popular people on earth. I love how she celebrates everyone, no matter who you’re into. I’d ask her to talk to my hater parents, not that I think it would help. But it couldn’t hurt, right?
J.C. – If I’m talking truth, Leo is the person I admire most in the world and I get to see him every day. But, I’d love to hang out with Adam G. Sevani, who played Moose in the Step Up movie series. He’s a kickass dancer and actor and I bet he’d be a chill guy to spend the day with.

What is your idea of perfect happiness? And, what is your current state of mind?

Leo – I don’t think I know what perfect happiness is. I’m only sixteen and haven’t been all that happy in my life, at least in my relationships with other people. My mom hates me, or at least doesn’t care about me, but I am happy to have friends in J.C. and Laura. I guess happiness would be never losing their friendship. My current state of mind is stressed out because I’m trying to stop a murder when a jacket is my only clue to the killer.
Laura – Perfect happiness? Does that even exist on this planet? Color me doubtful on that front. Still, I’m happy when I’m with Tara. She’s my girlfriend. And I’m happy just thinking about her. I guess I’d be even happier if my parents accepted me and her for who we are, but since they don’t, that’s a whatever. My current state of mind? Curious, I think. These two guys I met have an interesting friendship that I think a lot about. I also really want to catch the killer before he can strike, so I’m obsessing over every clue. A regular Nancy Drew. That’s me.
J.C. – I know it’s all superficial, but perfect happiness to me would be me as a famous dancer who others look up to. Of course, Leo would have to be part of my life, even though he hates dancing. Yeah, Leo’s friendship and a successful dance career would equal happiness. My state of mind at the moment? Try scared out of my freaking mind! Some psycho is stalking me and I don’t have a clue who it is. Wouldn’t you be scared?

What do you consider to be the most overrated virtue and why? 

Leo – I’d say intelligence is overrated. All I’ve ever heard in school over my sixteen years is how I need to get smarter by learning all the junk they kept throwing at me so I can “go to a good college.” I never once heard about the value of hard work or decency toward other people. No, just learn this stuff so you’ll be smart. I’m not into the news or anything, but I could Google a ton of famous people who are really smart, but are crappy human beings who treat others like dirt.
Laura – I think competitiveness is overrated. I played softball at my old school and sure, I liked winning, but sometimes our coach and other coaches and kids we played against were so hellbent on winning that playing was no longer fun. Obviously, some people are better at sports or school or, well, everything, than other people and there will always be winners, but when the winning becomes more important than the journey, I’m outta there.
J.C. – I think aggression is really overrated. As a boy, I’ve been told by my mother more times than I can remember to be more aggressive because that’s how males are supposed to be. But as I watch the jerkwad bullies at my school who live and breathe aggression, I see how it does more harm than good. I can see standing up for your friends or for doing what’s right, but not being aggressive and tough just to be those things.

Tell us 3 things about yourself that the readers do not know.

Leo – 1. I still have my favorite stuffy that I got when I was three. It’s a lion. 2. I love Disney and Pixar animated movies. 3. My favorite drink is grape-cranberry juice.
Laura – 1. I love musicals. I know, corny, huh? 2. I like long hair on girls. 3. I used to draw my own comic book about a female superhero whose alter ego was a famous tennis player.
J.C. – 1. When I was in elementary school, I refused to get my hair cut for three years because my mother hated it and actually paid attention to me while trying to force me to cut it. 2. If I can’t be a professional dancer, I’d love to be a clothing designer. 3. I never learned how to ride a bike.


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Michael J. Bowler is a former teacher, adoptive parent, lifelong child advocate, author of The Lance Chronicles series—books with multi-racial and LGBT characters that deal with significant issues facing American youth today, and Spinner, a horror thriller featuring teens with disabilities as the heroes.



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24 March, 2020

#Interview with @nhollowayauthor, #Author of The Loop



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Nicholas Holloway is a mystery author based in Texas.


He grew up in southern California and spent his childhood summers hiking the Sierra Nevada mountains where his debut novel, "The Loop," is set. He earned his master’s degree from the MFA Screenwriting Program at California State University Fullerton.

Having written much of "The Loop" while living abroad in New Zealand, Portugal, and Morocco, Nick garners a love of landscapes and utilizes these dramatic backdrops in his stories, believing that a story’s terrain is just as important as its characters.

Nick lives in Austin with his wife, Nichole, and their dog-child, Harvey.



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Interview with Nicholas Holloway


When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer/ a storyteller?

I started writing stories when I was five years old after reading and re-reading all of R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps books. I fell in love with books at a very young age.

What inspires you to write?

I become most inspired to write every time I finish reading anything by Carlos Ruiz Zafón. Dark, mysterious, suspenseful, and noir-style stories awaken something in my mind, and ideas quickly flow like an unclogged sink.

How did you come up with the idea for your current story?

The Loop originated as a simple idea to create a murder mystery set in the magnificent June Lake Loop, where I spent my childhood summers camping and hiking. I initially took it on as a challenge to write within a genre I had never touched before, and when the characters began to take on flesh and soul, I never looked back. While not based on anyone in particular, the characters in The Loop embody the bitter and lackluster traits hidden deep within myself and my friends and family, traits that aren’t necessarily revealed in real life. So that was fun, to embrace the darkness.

Are there some stories tucked away in some drawer that was written before and never saw the light of the day?

Not necessarily a drawer, but I have a massive list of book/screenplay/short story ideas compiled in the Notes App on my phone.

Tell us about your writing process.

Being more of an outdoor person, the physical act of sitting down at my computer and writing for hours on end is something I actually quite dread. The method I use to coax myself into that chair includes lighting a woody-scented candle, dimming the lights, pouring myself a whiskey, and listening to soft music that matches the tone I am looking to match in my writing. For example, as I write my next mystery thriller, Three Houses on a Hill, I frequently listen to eerie or creepy instrumental music.

What is your favorite scene in the book? Why?

I don’t want to give away too much in terms of spoilers, but my favorite scene is one in which the protagonist, Gallagher Finch, is seconds from being buried alive. A sacrifice is made by an unlikely family member, and Gal exacts revenge on his captors. I love this scene because when you think you finally understand the family member’s devious motives, he surprises the reader by becoming the tragic hero. It’s such a powerful scene, one that changes Gallagher forever.

Did any of your characters inherit some of your own quirks?

Gallagher definitely inherited my dream of becoming an author, not to mention our shared ability to whip up one hell of a drink. He acts out, is crass and degenerate, and embodies all the secret qualities I possess but never act upon.

What is your most interesting writing quirk?

Readers often comment on my ability to switch between modern and past storylines, to interweave them in such a way that makes the reader, as one person reviewed, “forget about the existence of time.”

Do you read? Who are your favourite authors and how have they influenced your writing style?

I really hope that all authors are readers. You can’t be a great author without reading tons of great (even terrible) books. My favorite author is Carlos Ruiz Zafón, author of The Shadow of the Wind, which is my favorite book. The way he weaves words together is simply surreal. I try to utilize beautifully extravagant words very subtly and very seldom within the text, a trick I learned from reading Zafón.

What is the best piece of advice you have received, as a writer, till date?

Don’t succumb to not finishing. Don’t tell yourself you can’t finish a first draft. You can. And once you do, all you have to do is revise, revise, revise.

What is the best piece of advice you would give to someone that wants to get into writing?

Your story will never be perfect. Your words don’t need to be lavish. The only thing your book needs to accomplish is to tell an effective story that plays with the reader’s emotions. When people read, they want to feel.

What would be the Dream Cast for you book if it was to be turned into a movie?

Gallagher Finch, portrayed by Penn Badgley
Scarlet Finch, portrayed by Emily Hampshire
Brad Finch, portrayed by Armie Hammer
Jimmy Finch, portrayed by Scott Caan

If you were to be stranded on the famous deserted island, what three things would you carry?

A copy of The Shadow of the Wind, a fishing pole, and a bag of sunflower seeds.

How do you spend your free time? Do you have a favorite place to go and unwind?

I spend most of my free time outdoors with my wife and our dog. Austin is such a beautiful, green city. We like to enjoy the lake (kayaking, paddle boarding, or just floating in inner tubes) and hiking the various trails around the city.

Can you share with us something off your bucket list?

Cage diving with great white sharks in Cape Town, South Africa.

Tell us three fun facts about yourself.

I work full-time as a content marketing specialist.
I am the third of four boys.
I bartended for ten years, studying people’s traits to implement into my characters.

What do you have in store next for your readers?

My next mystery thriller, Three Houses on a Hill, will be released in Winter 2020. The book will transport readers to the bitter cold of Alaska’s interior region, where an ex-firefighter takes on the role of groundskeeper for a dying oil tycoon and his wife. The longer our hero remains in the shadow of the Dilbrook Mansion, the more secrets he uncovers about this mysterious family and their haunted past.

Is there anything else you’d like to share with your readers?

Reviews are everything. If you read a book and like it, leave a review. If you read a book and hate it, leave a review. As authors, we are only as good as the impressions our stories leave on our readers


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Can you keep a secret?

In the heart of the Sierra Nevada mountains, a freezing snowdrift blankets the June Lake Loop. For months, aspiring novelist Gallagher Finch has not written a single word. To pass the time awaiting inspiration, Gal satiates his boredom with Adderall, Evan Williams, and one call girl too many. On the eve of his twenty-sixth birthday, he indulges in all three…

And when he awakens, he discovers a bloody secret tangled in his bedsheets.

Still grieving from a tragic murder in the family thirteen years earlier, Gal wonders if old enemies are drawing near once again. He begins to process his nightmares, anxiety, and fear the only way he knows how – he writes. Quickly realizing his own story could be the best-seller he has been dying to publish, Gal weaves together the truth of who killed Daphne Castro, but in the process, he discovers the story that could launch his career may very well be his own deadly ending.

Family becomes foe, dark secrets resurface, and blood can be found on more than one pair of hands.


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23 March, 2020

#Spotlight :: Bound for Murder by @VGilbertauthor


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Blue Ridge library director Amy Webber learns it wasn’t all peace and love among the “flower children” when a corpse is unearthed on the grounds of a 1960s commune.

Taylorsford Public Library director Amy Webber’s friend “Sunny” Fields is running for mayor. But nothing puts a damper on a campaign like an actual skeleton in a candidate’s closet. Sunny’s grandparents ran a commune back in the 1960s on their organic farm. But these former hippies face criminal charges when human remains are found in their fields–and a forensic examination reveals that the death was neither natural nor accidental.

With Sunny’s mayoral hopes fading, Amy sets her wedding plans aside, says “not yet” to the dress, and uses her research skills to clear her best friend’s family. Any of the now-elderly commune members could have been the culprit. As former hippies perish one by one, Amy and her friends Richard, Aunt Lydia, and Hugh Chen pursue every lead. But if Amy can’t find whoever killed these “flower children,” someone may soon be placing flowers on her grave.


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My foot, resting next to the macramé purse, vibrated from the loud music blaring from Sunny’s cell phone. “You want to get that? I realize the rule is no phones at the desk but since there’s no one here right now…”
Kurt coughed.
“No one who will care, I mean.” I cast him a smile before grabbing Sunny’s purse and handing it to her. “Go on—I know that ring.”
“Yeah, it’s the grands. Again.” Sunny pulled a comical face as she fished her phone out of the pouch. “They aren’t usually this needy, but ever since the county started that dredging work on the creek, they’ve been calling nonstop.”
“Oh right, they’re worried about damage to the trees and shrubs along the stream bed.” I’d heard plenty about this from Carol and P.J., who were irate over the heavy equipment that had recently descended upon their quiet organic farm. The fact that the county had a right-of-way to the creek, which was part of a larger watershed, did nothing to appease their anger.
“Government barreling in and taking over, like usual,” P.J. had told me, his thin lips quivering with repressed rage. “Didn’t even inform us ahead of time. Just showed up one day and proceeded to rip up my fields with their equipment. Well, they’d better not destroy our trees along the creek, that’s all I’ve got to say.”
I shook my head. “Can’t say I blame them.” I directed my words to Kurt as Sunny was listening intently to her phone. “The county’s been tearing up the stream banks all along its route.”
Kurt’s expression betrayed no emotion, but his jaw tightened. That was odd. The art dealer rarely appeared tense, even in the direst of circumstances, yet the mention of dredging a creek seemed to have distressed him. It piqued my curiosity.
Or maybe I was imagining things. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “They say it benefits the environment because it allows for better run-off from nearby rivers and ponds. But I don’t know. It seems rather destructive to me.”
When Kurt replied, his voice as calm and charming as ever. “I knew that the dredging work was ongoing but didn’t realize it involved the Fields’ farm,”
“Yeah, unfortunately.” I glanced at Sunny and noticed that all the color had fled her face. “Anything wrong?”
Sunny’s fingers clutched her cell phone so tightly I worried she might crack the plastic case. “Yes. Not with the grands, thank goodness, but dredging crews found something on the farm.”
“Buried treasure?” I asked, with a quick glance at Kurt.
“No, not anything like that.” Sunny’s voice shook. “According to the grands, an operator swung his Bobcat bucket the wrong way and dug deep into the bank, up and away from the stream. And that’s when they found it.”
“Found what?” I asked, my gaze flitting from Sunny’s trembling lips to the carved-in-stone stillness of Kurt’s face and back again.
“Bones,” Sunny said. “Human bones.” She stared at me, her eyes as glazed as glass. “An entire skeleton.”


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Raised in a historic small town near the Blue Ridge Mountains, Victoria Gilbert turned her early obsession with books into a dual career as an author and librarian.

Victoria’s Blue Ridge Library Mystery series is published by Crooked Lane Books. Four books – A MURDER FOR THE BOOKS, SHELVED UNDER MURDER, PAST DUE FOR MURDER, and BOUND FOR MURDER – are out now. Book five, A DEADLY EDITION, will be published on Dec. 8, 2020. The first two books in the series are currently under option with Sony Pictures Television.

Victoria is also writing a new cozy series, the Booklovers B&B series, for Crooked Lane. Set in historic Beaufort, NC, the first book in the series, BOOKED FOR DEATH, will be published on June 9, 2020 with book two releasing in 2021.

A member of Mystery Writers of America, International Thriller Writers, and Sisters in Crime, Victoria is represented by Frances Black at Literary Counsel. She lives near Winston-Salem, NC with her husband, son, and some very spoiled cats.

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21 March, 2020

#Spotlight :: The Bodyguard by @RuchiWriter


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Someone wants Vikramaditya Seth Jr. dead.

He refuses the Z+ security option offered by the government. With too many variables trust is hard to come by…

Esha Sinha prepares for her first assignment outside of active army service, oblivious to the fact that she has to baby-sit a man who has no respect for rules or protocol—a man who is headstrong, workaholic and a tenacious flirt. As the attraction between Vikram and Esha simmers and sizzles, another attempt is made on his life.

The killer is resourceful and determined.
The motive is unclear and perplexing.

Will they be able to nab the assassin before he gets to Vikram?



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"You must have been hurting a lot, I remember my head rammed into your stomach when Nick, the idiot, pushed me down." He lit the cigarette.
"I'm good." Esha tried to shift further away on the sofa, but there was no space and she was already on the edge of the seat.
A ringtone broke the silence in the room. Mahajan handed Seth the first-aid box and moved to the balcony with his mobile phone.
Her gaze flickered from Seth to her watch and then back to him. "Should be going." Get a grip, she chided herself, she was thirty, not thirteen.
"What's the hurry? Someone's waiting for you at home?" Seth opened the box and examined the contents.
She scowled. Was it a deliberate reference to her relationship status or just an innocent question?
"They have an off-the-shelf ointment here. But first, we need to clean it, right?"
"I really don't need anything, it's a minor bruise." Esha stood up ignoring her aching muscles when he picked up a cotton swab.
What was he playing at, behaving like a perfect host in a hotel to a virtual stranger? Shouldn't they be discussing the shooting? He had been shot at in the afternoon and, instead of treating the incident seriously, he was brushing it away like a minor mishap. Maybe he was in denial. Or maybe he didn't trust the observation of a woman. She tightened her lips as the thought invaded her mind. From her point of view, it was wise and professional to come back to the disturbing topic of the shooting.
She cleared her mind, locked her hands behind her back and stated clearly. "I think you should look for a reason or motive for someone to harm you. In my opinion, the bullets were aimed at you."
His eyebrows went up as he scanned her from head to toe, taking in her rigid stance. "You think so?" A corner of his mouth lifted in amusement.
"I don't think so, I'm sure." Her hands fisted behind her back.
"How can you be so sure?"
"I have been trained to assess situations like this one."
"Baggah was not the target?"
"The elaborate way this has been executed—both the sniper and the rifle had to be top class to shoot from such a distance—shows that this was a highly paid or a resourceful and skilled assassin. If I were assigned to kill Baggah, I would have used a motorcycle, shot him at point blank and driven away. He doesn't have the protection you have. Then there is the question of the second bullet. If the target was Baggah, there was no need to fire a second shot."
Vikram Seth sat there staring at her lips, and she knew he had just then noticed her lisp, a speech impediment she had since childhood, a minor movement of her tongue touching her front teeth on certain sounds. She had tried hard to overcome it, but it was noticeable when she spoke at length.
"Mr. Seth?"
To her acute irritation, he chuckled. "You would have killed Baggah just like that?"
"Mr. Seth, I'd like to take your leave."
"I have offended you."
"I have absolutely nothing to lose if you choose to ignore my observations."
"Are you trained to be polite as well? Why don't you tell me to fuck-off? I know you are dying to say that. Come on... say it. You'll feel good."
"Fine, Mr. Seth. You may... ... fuck-off."
He grinned, displaying a carefree boyish charm this time. She raised her eyebrows but it had no effect on him.


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Author of the bestselling romantic thriller ‘The Bodyguard’, Ruchi Singh is an IT professional and novelist. Her other notable published novels are ‘Jugnu (Firefly)’ and ‘Guardian Angel’. Winner of TOI Write India Season 1, Ruchi also publishes short stories under ‘Hearts and Hots’ series, besides being a contributing author to many anthologies. For more visit www.ruchisingh.com








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