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Monday, March 17, 2014

Apocalypticon Super Book Blast



Apocalypticon
by Clayton Smith

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BLURB:

Three years have passed since the Jamaicans caused the apocalypse, and things in post-Armageddon Chicago have settled into a new kind of normal. Unfortunately, that "normal" includes collapsing skyscrapers, bands of bloodthirsty maniacs, and a dwindling cache of survival supplies. After watching his family, friends, and most of the non-sadistic elements of society crumble around him, Patrick decides it's time to cross one last item off his bucket list.

He’s going to Disney World.

This hilarious, heartfelt, gut-wrenching odyssey through post-apocalyptic America is a pilgrimage peppered with peril, as fellow survivors Patrick and Ben encounter a slew of odd characters, from zombie politicians and deranged survivalists to a milky-eyed oracle who doesn't have a lot of good news. Plus, it looks like Patrick may be hiding the real reason for their mission to the Magic Kingdom...

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Excerpt Three:

They stood on the trestles and waved as the train pulled slowly away. Horace blew the whistle in two short bursts and saluted from the engine. When the train had cleared the highway, Ben turned to Patrick and said, “Please tell me you remembered to pack an elevator.”

“Yeah, I did pack it, originally, but then there wasn’t any room for my Little Orphan Annie decoder ring, so I took it out. But fear not, young traveler, for I have the next best thing. Rope!” He pulled the nylon rope from his bag triumphantly and let it uncoil over the side of the bridge. It dangled just over the edge of the tracks.

"Brilliant. You brought a really useful three-foot rope."

“Well, I’m going to find a use for it somewhere,” Patrick said, hurriedly stuffing it back into the bag. “You just wait.”

“You think we could jump it?”

“Sure. It’s only twenty feet or so.”

“Are you being sarcastic right now, or serious? I can never tell.”

“This time, I’m being serious, mostly. Twenty feet isn’t that many feet. It’ll probably hurt like hell, but we’ll live. Probably.”

“Words every man wants to hear in a world without doctors,” Ben muttered.

“There are doctors somewhere,” Patrick reminded him. “They’re just not you or me.”


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Clayton Smith is a sometimes-writer, sometimes-napper based in Chicago, where he uses neither his bachelor’s in journalism nor his master’s in arts management. He is often calamitous, and good at bacon. He lives with his impressively tolerant wife.

Clayton’s previous works include Pants on Fire: A Collection of Lies and the comedic play Death and McCootie, which debuted at the 2013 New York International Fringe Festival.

Links:

www.StateOfClayton.com

www.twitter.com/Claytonsaurus

www.facebook.com/Claytonsaurus

www.amazon.com/author/claytonsmith

Clayton will be awarding a $25 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Comment and follow the tour for more chances to win!


Tuesday, December 17, 2013

The Lady of Corpsewood Manor Super Book Blast


The Lady of Corpsewood Manor, Book 4 of the Craige Ingram Mystery Series
by Hawk MacKinney

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BLURB:

In the spacious den of Moccasin Hollow, his ancestral South Carolina home, part-time PI, exNavy SEAL Craige Ingram examines a platinum brooch designed like a dragonfly inside a jeweler’s box that he has discovered at the crime scene of Corpsewood Manor.  It is a remarkable piece of art…its wings and body worked in exceptional detail. Focusing toward the expected bulbous round eyes, his suspicions jar full throttle. Instead of a head, the empty sockets of a skull leer at him. His gut feelin’s tell him his SEAL buddy Grayson MacGerald’s investigation is considerably more than arson and a double murder trying to hide the theft of classic automobiles. The smoldering rubble of secluded Corpsewood Manor leads Ingram and another of their SEAL Team, Colorado Aspen ski buddy Spinner Krespinak, into a seedy tangle of smuggling crisscrossed and an unexpected encounter with a dead assassin from one of Spinner’s “closed” cases.



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Excerpt Three:

This was a dead woman.  The blunderbuss-shocker of seeing that particular woman-wraith joggled his reality.  Craige couldn’t have been more shaken if one of their KIA SEAL casualties had unzipped the body bag, stood up in full dress uniform, came to attention, and marched off.  He wrestled with brain-locked premonitions.  She was like a chokehold of death, much too lethally close for his liking.  As quick as he thought it, he dismissed this ready-made way to ending up very dead.  It almost had been for him and Spinner.  Couldn’t have been her…but…if it was, how was she here?  Why was she here?  Was she on a search and destroy, here to take care of loose ends?  Following him?  His thoughts were disjointed.  He felt like a lonesome abandoned fence post…lost for words in a honeysuckle-snarled weedy field.  Brain-locked, his feet epoxied to the spot like he was a pole-axed chunk of granite.
           
The pain of betrayal she'd put Kentucky-born, Texas-raised David Wellington Spinner Krespinak through came flooding back, fresh, beyond nasty, and stoking a rising anger.  Craige took it considerably more than personal when anyone locked cross-hairs on a friend.  Spinner was a hard-as-titanium, damn fine XO.  Solved problems; didn’t pass them on.  Took the heat for the dirty work Commanding Officer Craige wanted done.  Spinner, Gray and Craige as close, maybe closer, than blood kin.  Had shared guts and gore and KIA losses during more than a few ReCon-and-RetrieveOps.  With options down to one, if de rigueur critical they’d left their share of blood spattered calling cards.  His backside had been in a fair share of close calls, saved more than once by SEALmates.  Stay smokescreen concealed, kill if you have to…or be killed, unforeseeables could pack deadly surprises.  Some in CTU/S paid that price.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

With postgraduate degrees and faculty appointments in several medical universities, Hawk MacKinney has taught graduate courses in both the United States and Jerusalem. In addition to professional articles and texts on chordate neuroembryology, Hawk has authored several works of fiction.

Hawk began writing mysteries for his school newspaper. His works of fiction, historical love stories, science fiction and mystery-thrillers are not genre-centered, but plot-character driven, and reflect his southwest upbringing in Arkansas, Texas and Oklahoma. Moccasin Trace, a historical novel nominated for the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award, details the family bloodlines of his serial protagonist in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series… murder and mayhem with a touch of romance. Vault of Secrets, the first book in the Ingram series, was followed by Nymrod Resurrection, Blood and Gold, and The Lady of Corpsewood Manor. All have received national attention.  Hawk’s latest release in the Ingram series is due out this fall with another mystery-thriller work out in 2014. The Bleikovat Event, the first volume in The Cairns of Sainctuarie science fiction series, was released in 2012.

"Without question, Hawk is one of the most gifted and imaginative writers I have had the pleasure to represent. His reading fans have something special to look forward to in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series. Intrigue, murder, deception and conspiracy--these are the things that take Hawk's main character, Navy ex-SEAL/part-time private investigator Craige Ingram, from his South Carolina ancestral home of Moccasin Hollow to the dirty backrooms of the nation's capital and across Europe and the Middle East."

Barbara Casey, President
Barbara Casey Literary Agency

www.hawkmackinney.net



Hawk will be awarding a $20 Amazon GC to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.
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