Thursday, November 28, 2013

Seventeen Virtual Book Tour



SEVENTEEN
By
Mark Diehl

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Most of the world's seventeen billion people are unconscious, perpetually serving their employers as part of massive brain trusts. The ecosystem has collapsed, and corporations control all of the world's resources and governments. A bedraggled alcoholic known as the Prophet predicts nineteen year-old waitress Eadie will lead a revolution, but how can she prevail when hunted by a giant corporation and the Federal Angels it directs?



EXCERPT FOUR

“I know what you did, Sett. There is a Federal Angel with me right now. He wants to talk to you.  He would like to know why you helped some waitress escape after she killed Matt Ricker. Switch to visual. Now.”

He blinked hard and wiped a palm across his forehead. A sickly gray light seemed smeared along the opposite wall, having filtered through the filthy window at the end of the hallway. The floorboards creaked as he shifted his weight.

“Is it true, Sett?” his mother asked. “Why would you get yourself involved in a debacle like that? Why? When everything was going so well for you?”

He stared down at the stained plywood floor, now spotted with teardrops.

“What were you thinking? A waitress? You know better than to go getting messed up with people like that. They’ll drag you right down with them, every time. You come home right now and explain to this Angel exactly what happened; I’m sure he’ll understand. But I’m not going to lie to you. There will still be fallout. Society does not tolerate wretched, uncivilized behavior. I can’t guarantee you’ll be allowed to remain at Fisher.”

“I wasn’t thinking at all, Mother. I was just doing it, all of a sudden.” He sniffed. “She was hurt, and they started it, not her. Nobody else would help. What was I supposed to do? Just let her die?”

“Oh, Sett.” His mother sighed. “Of course you were.”





AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Mark D. Diehl writes novels about power dynamics and the way people and organizations influence each other. He believes that obedience and conformity are becoming humanity’s most important survival skills, and that we are thus evolving into a corporate species.
Diehl has: been homeless in Japan, practiced law with a major multinational firm in Chicago, studied in Singapore, fled South Korea as a fugitive, and been stranded in Hong Kong.

After spending most of his youth running around with hoods and thugs, he eventually earned his doctorate in law at the University of Iowa and did graduate work in creative writing at the University of Chicago. He currently lives and writes in Cape Elizabeth, Maine.



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Monday, November 25, 2013

Come Little Children Virtual Book Tour


Come Little Children
By
D. Melhoff

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The Nolan morgue is more than just an ordinary funeral home. When their newest employee uncovers a supernatural conspiracy connected to a string of child murders, she must use every shred of her intelligence to stop a new breed of serial killer and escape the morgue alive.


Excerpt 2

As Camilla Carleton rattled along in the back of the hearse, the first lines of an old song popped into her head: Oh never laugh as the hearse goes by, for you may be the next to die.

The rhyme brought back a sharp memory from almost a year ago. She was sitting in a pub called The Konnerkauhn on St. Patrick’s Day, chanting the song with a totally straight face, while Vickie—her lab partner—and Vickie’s roommate, Jasmine, leaned across the table and called out the most ridiculous garbage
they could think of: “Mister Rogers in a thong!” “Two ostriches making love!” “Shampooing your uncle’s chest hair!”

She tried blocking the hecklers—“Sneezing pandas!” “Hitler milking a cow!”—but her breathing changed and a forbidden smirk brimmed on the edge of her lips. Finally everyone burst into laughter and screamed,  "Drink! Drink!” while she downed the rest of her beer and watched them cackle through the bottom
of her heavy mug.

Leave it to two Funeral Services majors and a Dark Ages nerd to make a drinking game out of “The Hearse Song,” she thought. Of all folk tunes.


 Tips and Quotes for Aspiring Authors
By D. Melhoff

Nothing can make you feel more inspired than a good quote. Here are ten of my personal favorites that I’ve collected over the years and connected with tips for when I’m in need of some extra inspiration. If you’ve got a good one too, feel free to add it in the comments.

1. Silence your inner critic
“If you hear a voice within you saying “You are not a painter,” then by all means paint...and that voice will be silenced.” –Vincent Van Gogh
2. Avoid distractions at all costs
“Close the door. Unplug the phone. Cheat, lie, disappoint your pals, if necessary, but get your work done.” –Garrison Keillor
3. Have a schedule and stick to it
“I must govern the clock, not be governed by it.” –Golda Meir
4. Learn your muse’s favorite activities
“Make friends with your shower. If inspired to sing, maybe the song has an idea in it for you.” –Albert Einstein
5. Don’t buy into writer’s block
“Writer’s block is a fancy term made up by whiners so they can have an excuse to drink alcohol.” –Steve Martin
6. Avoid being dull at all costs
“No one ever sold anybody anything by boring them to death.” –David Ogilvy
7. Have precise goals, not just dreams
“All people dream; but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity. But the dreamers of the day are the dangerous people, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible.” –T. E. Lawrence
8. Write, write, and write some more
“What’s a writer? Someone who writes. Planning to write is not writing. Outlining a book is not writing. Researching is not writing. Talking to people about what you’re doing, none of that is writing. Writing is writing.” –E. L. Doctorow
9. Reading is important too, but don’t forget that the best education is hands-on practice
“Learning by reading is like making love by mail.” –Luciano Pavarotti
10. Toughen your skin, prepare for rejection, and don’t go into it for the glory
“There are fewer stars for writers on the Hollywood Walk of Fame than there are for animals.” –Aljean Harmetz

Thank you Mr. Melhoff for those inspiring quotes. I am adding them to my list of things to remember in the dark hours in the middle of the night when the light of the computer is my only company and I am hashing out my latest WIP. Write on. Write on...







AUTHOR INFORMATION:

 D. Melhoff was born in a prairie ghost town located an inch above the Canadian-American border. He credits King, Poe, Hitchcock, Harris, Raimi, and his second grade school teacher, Mrs. Lake, for turning him to horror.

Official Website: www.dmelhoff.com
Twitter: @dmelhoff


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Friday, November 8, 2013

The Unholy Virtual Book Tour


THE UNHOLY
By
Paul DeBlassie III

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A young curandera, a medicine woman, intent on uncovering the secrets of her past is forced into a life-and-death battle against an evil Archbishop. Set in the mystic land of Aztlan, The Unholy is a novel of destiny as healer and slayer. Native lore of dreams and visions, shape changing, and natural magic work to spin a neo-gothic web in which sadness and mystery lure the unsuspecting into a twilight realm of discovery and decision.


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“Help me? Help yourself! Face what is yours to face,” Elizabeth hissed. She yanked the door open then forced it to slam behind her.

Claire stood still for a moment, feeling as if a tornado had swept through the room. Elizabeth’s demand had left her shaken. She drew a deep breath, then went to her desk and picked up her tea, noticing her trembling hands.

Turning toward the window, Claire saw a muscular orderly accompanying Elizabeth to the locked ward at the far end of the hospital compound. A flock of crows circled high overhead, seeming to follow the two receding figures. As they arrived at the outer doors of the locked unit, the orderly reached for his keys. The crows circled while the two crossed the threshold of the unit, Elizabeth suddenly pausing, turning, and looking outside, her gaze riveted on the flock of birds.

All but two flew off, disappearing into the piƱon-covered hills. The two that remained came to rest on the red brick wall adjacent to the locked unit, their black eyes boring into Elizabeth. She looked panicked then enraged and, shaking a finger at the creatures, yelled something. Her frantic gestures told Claire that she was screeching curses to ward off evil.

Claire took a step back from the window, from the impact of Elizabeth’s rage.

The orderly grabbed Elizabeth roughly by the arm and pulled her inside.

The crows waited, watched, then flew away.


AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D., is a psychologist and writer living in Albuquerque who has treated survivors of the dark side of religion for more than 30 years. His professional consultation practice — SoulCare — is devoted to the tending of the soul. Dr. DeBlassie writes fiction with a healing emphasis. He has been deeply influenced by the mestizo myth of Aztlan, its surreal beauty and natural magic.  He is a member of the Depth Psychology Alliance, the Transpersonal Psychology Association and the International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy. 


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