and dead all at the same time. LOL
The Body in the Pool, Book One of the Dismember Killer Series is live on Amazon.
What’s it about you ask? Haven’t you been reading my blog for the last year? Geez, ok….
Seattle has seen its fair share of serial killers over the years. Now a new demographic needs to watch their backs…successful white males are losing their lives in shockingly public venues.
Detective Spencer Thomas and his task force are 12 murders deep and no closer to finding the Dismember Killer than they were when the first body appeared. The killer is taunting them without leaving any useful evidence.
With a pregnant wife on bed rest, brass that strips his resources, and the FBI breathing down his neck…the last thing Spence needs is a dead body at an exclusive boarding school, floating in their pool no less…
#AuthorLifeMonth – My Publishing Team.
I give great dialogue and I have an excellent bead on human psychology.
I give credit for these things to reading, excessively, many genres, much non fiction. My entire life.
Minoring in film didn’t hurt my dialogue skills.
I majored in history in case you were wondering. That’s more on the psychology side. LOL.
I’ve talked about this many times before, I cannot spell and my grammar sucks. LOL. I don’t know punctuation rules. I tend to use odd dialogue markers.
I need 2 line editors. Seriously.
#AuthorLifeMonth continues with a question about my hobbies. I’ve talked about this before. I crochet, I paint by numbers, I yoga.
I also travel. As much as I can. And right now I am in Hawaii, showing some friends who’ve never been to the touristy sites. No judgement, that’s what they asked for.
And what do I care? It’s warm and sunny here. After 10 days of being snowed in, I am all for warm and sunny.
#AuthorLifeMonth has got to be the strangest daily post challenge I have ever participated in. I have to wonder, do you all really want to know all this about me?
OK, the easy answer to dream author meeting, Agatha Christie. Boom, done.
But that’s pretty short and boring, after all, she’s dead. It ain’t happening.
My cuz had an all female heavy metal band back in the late 80’s early 90’s. They got invited a lot of places in LA. She told me something I’ve always remembered. “When you meet a celebrity you can either have an autograph or an experience.” Update that to today, selfie or experience.
And I get what she meant. When you meet a “star” and you ask for a selfie or an autograph you are putting them in the star category and yourself in the fan category.
By treating them like a human, you might get an interesting experience. Or they might blow you off, mileage varies.
So while I have met a number of “stars” over the years, I only ever once asked for an autograph and I immediately regretted it because other people saw the exchange and mobbed him and he had to leave the location. It was the first “star” I ever met. I never did it again.
And no, I won’t be sharing my experiences. LOL.
I thought I was grabbing another cozy. One set in Gilded Age New York, but a cozy none the less and I expected it to suck. I don’t know why I expected it to suck but I did. I was wrong. On all accounts about Murder on Millionaire’s Row by Erin Lindsey.
Basic Summary (Courtesy of Goodreads):
Rose Gallagher might dream of bigger things, but she’s content enough with her life as a housemaid. After all, it’s not every girl from Five Points who gets to spend her days in a posh Fifth Avenue brownstone, even if only to sweep its floors. But all that changes on the day her boss, Mr. Thomas Wiltshire, disappears. Rose is certain Mr. Wiltshire is in trouble, but the police treat his disappearance as nothing more than the whims of a rich young man behaving badly. Meanwhile, the friend who reported him missing is suspiciously unhelpful. With nowhere left to turn, Rose takes it upon herself to find her handsome young employer.
The investigation takes her from the marble palaces of Fifth Avenue to the sordid streets of Five Points. When a ghostly apparition accosts her on the street, Rose begins to realize that the world around her isn’t at all as it seems―and her place in it is about to change forever.
This is a fantasy mystery with all the trimmings. And I loved it.
Rose is fun, flat out amusing. She has great adventures, thinks about things in unusual ways, and generally shows the reader a darn good time, even if it is at her own expense.
I have to admire a woman who handles herself in a time where that alone could get you in trouble and this book has more than one such woman. Nicely balanced with men who mostly appreciate them. So the historian in me is suspending her disbelief at that because it made for good reading.
I am vastly impressed by Erin Lindsey and I can’t wait for the next one.
I suppose when I started writing all I wanted was to finish I book. √
Then I wanted to have other people read it and say it didn’t suck. √
Then I wanted to it grow a grass roots following.
Then I heard from a number of people that I needed more books.
Write a second book, finish it, have it not suck. √√√
Get more readers than the first book. √
Write the first book in a series. √
Write the second book in a series.
Write the third book in the series.
Publish them within a month of each other to capitalize on Amazons algorithms.
You could say I’m falling down on the job because I am no longer doing what I can.
Along the way I learned way more than I ever wanted about marketing. Is that an accomplishment? Maybe, but it was never a goal. LOL