Saturday, December 31, 2011

Cliff Hanger Saturday Just Like the Matinees of Old


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Cliff Hanger Saturday is a place where you can post your favorite "cliff hangers" of all time or just good writing at the end of the scene. (if not your own work, please give credit to the author and the book.) We all know, a scene should not end with anyone going to sleep. YAWN. But sometimes we see this. If the characters go to sleep, so do we.

So share favorites or write one here.

I have been posting excerpts for advertising and Rogue Phoenix Press. If you are writing an excerpt for something make sure that excerpt ends making the reader turn the page and read on. Do we want the reader up all night? Of course we do.

Here is a cliff hanger from Blood Veins. Blood Veins by Brian Young will be released tomorrow January 1st at www.roguephoenixpress.com

"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I only just found out or I would have been here sooner. I could have saved you."

He tried to smile but wasn't sure if he had succeeded. It certainly didn't feel right. He started to shake, as the pain was completely gone and cold started to flood into his body. "It's not your fault."

He could see hurt in her eyes and a single tear rolled down her face. The feelings he felt for her had barely begun to grow. He never could have imagined finding any kind of friend in such a dark place, but the tear let him know the feelings were reciprocated. He reached his shaking hand to her face and wiped away the tear replacing it with a smear of dirt from his filthy finger. Instead of demeaning the tear by telling her how wasteful it was, he accepted the gift.

Friday, December 30, 2011

Friday's Featured Title




Rogues Angels is looking at Blood Veins by author Brian Young. This is the first book in a series and will be released on January 1, 2012 by www.roguephoenixpress.com

First, a little about the author.

Bio



Brian was born in Salem, Oregon and currently resides in Eugene, Oregon with his wife and daughter. He graduated from the University of Oregon with a BA in English. He squeezes in time for writing in the early hours of the morning and during lunch breaks at work.

Blurb

A black wave of terror has passed over the thriving kingdom of Larista. Mysterious invaders have swept over the land, laying waste to everything in their path and leaving ghost towns in their wake. No one knows where they came from and no one knows their purpose.

Tasting nothing but defeat after defeat after, the light of hope is fading in the kingdom; but the guerilla forces resisting the invasion have received new information. The news has provided a small glimmer that could possibly spark into something more. Captain Maximus Rex leads a daring rescue mission deep in the Laristan forests to save the lone surviving member of the royal family.

Once freed, Prince Alexander Novelle, along with his friends and comrades, face a perilous journey deep behind enemy lines. Their destination is Castle Varanasi. The once proud Laristan capital, gateway to heaven and salvation, lines in ruins under Dolus occupation.

Mysterious assassins, underworld savages and renegade Dolus survivors stand between them and the answers they seek. What they find there will shatter their perceptions and lead to unknown perils none of them are ready to face.

Excerpt

Briah looked towards the prisoner and smiled despite the shivers running over her body. She noticed the wounds on his back, freshly bleeding minutes ago, already appeared to be mostly closed. As she was examining his back, she had worked her way towards him and was about to speak to him again when a loud crack filled the air. It was deafening loud and echoed throughout the forest around her. It sounded like it had come from everywhere and immediately disoriented her. The guards had resumed their posts next to the prisoner and the one standing to the left fell to his knees and crashed face first to the dirt.

Briah froze in confusion, but the prisoner immediately turned around and started running towards her. The other guard reached out towards him but was stopped short by another loud crack in the air, and Briah watched as the side of his face exploded shattering his jaw, sending bone chips and blood everywhere. The prisoner tackled her to the ground breaking her mental shock.

"Get off me." She yelled as she slapped at his arms and momentarily freed herself.

She started to stand, but he grabbed her and pulled her back towards the ground.

"Stay down," he yelled. All around her guards and prisoners ran around in confusion. The hissing sound of arrows in the air and the sight of them striking guards with wet thuds followed by red splashes of blood made Briah duck instinctively.

Blog Tour
Begins January 2, 2012


January 2, Lisa Haselton's interviews and reviews http://lisahaseltonsreviewsandinterviews.blogspot.com/
January 3rd, Dawn's Reading Nook  http://dawnsreadingnook.blogspot.com/
January 4th  The Character Connection,   http://thecharacterconnection.blogspot.com/
January 5th The Muse  http://claireashgrove.blogspot.com/
January 6th  Immortality and Beyond  http://www.immortylcafe.com/?zx=5cc3c3c8538c76e6

January 9th  The Plot Thickens  http://www.theplotthickensbookblog.blogspot.com/
January 10th  Reader Girls  http://www.readergirlsblog.com/
January 11th  Stories of My Life  http://www.roncnieto.com/
January 12th I Just Wanna Sit Here and Read  http://www.sithereandread.com/
January 13th  Work in Progress  http://sarah-janelehoux.blogspot.com/

Angel Quotes







In the stillness of the night . . . listen for an angel Angels are always there to listen - have you shared your innermost thoughts today?

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Join The Weekly Check In.






I may have already posted this picture but it doesn't matter this one is a classic.
And I see Times Square -- so much the same but oh so different.

This is the Rogue's Angels weekly check-in. Every Thursday we encourage the Angels and visitors to let us know how their writing is going.

How well are you doing?


This week I finished up my VBT with goddessfish. All the prizes are awarded and sent. I started reading a RPP project for a March release but my list has grown a foot in just one day. I need quality time in front of my computer. I'm not sure I'm ready to start working again. Maybe I'll just relax until the 1st.

Had problems this week? That's ok. Just sit down this coming week and write. Whatever you do, don't let difficulties from the week before get in your way this week.

Every word is one word closer to the finished product.

Had a great week? Keep it up, the momentum is on your side.

Happy Birthday Ashley!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Excerpt from Shattered Tomorrows by C.L. Kraemer


Excerpt
Eight

The door slammed, the sound echoing against the bare walls. A slumped figure shuffled in the room and plunked down a green garbage bag, aluminum cans clinking noisily. Each lock slid satisfactorily into the matching bolt receptacle. He trundled to the kitchen area and threw the bag in a corner populated by similar green holders.
Leaning over the sink taking great care not to touch the counter, he used his index fingertip and thumb to turn on the hot water faucet. He proceeded to stick his hands under the scalding liquid holding them in position until he saw the dark spots before his eyes that usually signaled he was about to pass out. With a forefinger, he stopped the flow of the steaming liquid and stood letting the liquid drip off his hands into the sink.
“Must be more careful next time. Can’t… touch… anything. Flower…”
He shuddered.
“…DDT. Door has millions of germs.”
His eyes darted wildly about the room as his feet began moving.
The extensions at the end of his arms were swollen an angry red. Skin had begun to blister and peel, and he knew if he bumped them they would bleed. But he needed to go—really bad.
Bleeding was acceptable. It would flush away the poison. Wetting himself was not. It would result in punishment. He flinched at the memories of childhood so vivid he could feel the sting of the belt leather and unconsciously gritted his teeth against the sharp pain of the buckle hitting his raw, wet skin.
He walked stiff legged to the small bathroom. After relieving himself, he examined his throbbing hands. They hadn’t bled. He must be toughening up.
Richard would have to be tough if he was to protect Lucy from the danger.
He growled through a grimace.
“Why don’t they learn? If she surrounds herself with evil, I’ll be forced to protect her from those forces.
“They only seek the pure ones.”
He gingerly pulled the shirt over his head tossing it in the trashcan when he’d freed himself from the material. His jeans followed.
“Poisoned, deadly, bad.”
Turning every light in the small studio apartment on, he curled up on his plastic wrap covered couch. He drew his knees to his chest shivering in the cold room.
“Need to turn on the heat.”
“NO! Germs, poison.”
He lay shivering until his eyes closed and he floated to the land free of worry.
A new face invaded his sleep time. That bartender from Lucky’s, Gregg. This was one he needed to keep an eye on.
Richard could sense the danger. In his dream world, he warned the Lady Lucy and she came to his side after he ran his blade through the evil Gregg. 
He needed to be cautious and watch the man. His Lady Love was in danger.

Review
SHATTERED TOMORROWS
C.L. KRAEMER
ISBN- 978-1-936403-34-9
August 2011
Rogue Phoenix Press
http://www.roguephoenixpress.com/
E-book/ Paperback
$ 3.99/$17.95
105/144 Pages
Mystery/Crime
Rating: 4 Cups


A huge secret is something Lucy Daniels has kept for the past thirty years. But a trip to a lawyer’s office with her best friend has triggered two demons she faced in her past.
Her friend corners Lucy and insists on her spilling the beans on what happened all those years ago, and why she is so affected by it now. She is in for one wild story.

Her story about a man she fell in love with, and the face of pure evil she encountered years ago, is hard to tell, but Lucy needs to finally face her demons in order to move on.
Shattered Tomorrows is a great story of love, loss, fear and horror. The story Lucy conveys is nothing you would expect, and it makes for a very entertaining read. It is even a bit shocking at times, which adds to the book’s appeal. I am looking forward to reading more from this author.
Matilda
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More



Tuesday, December 27, 2011

The Look of Love by Rosemary Indra




Excerpt

The Look of Love by Rosemary Indra
Excerpt Heat Level 1
Book Heat Level 3

Buy at:  www.roguephoenixpress.com

The pager on her waistband sounded a moment before Penny heard the city's alarm sound. Her sense of duty and the need to help others pulled her back into the station to answer the call. "One vehicle off the road-milepost two on Oak Knoll Road." Penny read her pager out loud.

Once she put on her turnouts, she jumped into the engine. That's why she was there. After years of working at the bank, she'd gone back to school and became a paramedic. She wanted to help others and make a difference. Joining the fire department was the best way to honor Jim's memory.

Scott got into the officer's seat in front of her. She wondered if she should get out. Catching her reflection in the window, she straightened her turnout and renewed her fortitude. They'd shared a few kisses. Nothing more. The passion his kiss ignited was best forgotten. If he was uncomfortable with the situation, he could get into the other vehicle.

She ignored the usual chatter in the engine cab as other firefighters joined them and they drove to the accident. A pickup truck rolled over in the ditch with one occupant was all she'd heard. She drew a deep breath trying to still her clamoring nerves. Until now, she'd ignored her growing awareness of Scott. For some reason tonight her defenses were lowered and she could no longer disregard her desire for him.

Once they stopped at the scene, Scott asked. "Penny, do you feel comfortable directing traffic?"

Without looking at him, she replied, "Yes." Then she grabbed a flashlight, fluorescent vest and stop sign from the side compartment and hurried to the back of the engine. Red lights flashed around her. She directed the rescue unit and ambulance to the accident a few yards up the road.

"Watch your backside," Scott yelled. Like always, he stood behind her, protecting her.

Guiding drivers wasn't her favorite job in the department, but traffic was light for the middle of the night. She couldn't believe how much time they'd spent in the storage room.

"How are you doing?" he asked a few minutes later.

Penny jumped at the sound of his voice beside her. "You startled me, I didn't hear you." She hadn't been able to get Scott off her mind since they left the station. Now she hesitated to look at him.

"I wanted a chance to talk to you alone." His voice held a serious tone; an I-want-to-clarify-any-misunderstanding-tone.

Red lights from the rescue unit continued their rhythmic flash around them. The colored illumination added a surreal appearance to the worry lines that marked Scott's face. He too appeared shaken by something. In the darkness she couldn't fully read his expression. With his brows lowered, he had a stern look of finality over his features. She guessed their kissing surprised him as much as it did her. Afraid she was losing her best friend, she breathed in deep. She knew and dreaded the subject he wanted to discuss with her.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I…"

"I understand it won't happen again," she said hurriedly. If only she could turn back the clock.






Review
Seriously Reviewed
The Look of Love by Rosemary Indra
Story: 9.5
Presentation: 9.5
Total: 19
Publisher: Rogue Phoenix Press

Contemporary Romance
To Purchase
Blurb: Scott Denton always thinks of Penny Herrington as his best friend, a co-worker in the Forest Ridge Fire Department. She tricks him into helping her with the decorations for the Sweetheart Banquet. During their discussion about love and romance, Scott starts to notice Penny as a desirable woman.

When Penny hurts her ankle, Scott feels responsible and decides to move in with her. Spending time together, they share intimate discussions about love and marriage. Penny, a widow, feels guilty when her relationship with Scott becomes romantic. Devastated after a nasty divorce, Scott no longer believes in love and vows he’ll never remarry. He denies his feelings for Penny until he realizes only she can comfort him after he assist the fire department at a tragic car accident.

Review: Scott and Penny are both members of a fire department and most of the story involved their related activities. Scott is a survivor of a tumultuous divorce and Penny is recovering from the death of her husband. If readers have ever dealt with either of these situations, they will feel the pain and emotions that these two have to overcome in the development of their own love. Ms. Indra describes their feelings with such description that I could believe I was sharing them. I feel like I really know Scott and Penny

Even the relationships of secondary characters, like Scott's dad and his lady, were dealt with in such detail, that they were more than just people to add more detail to the main story. Their lives and families added much more interest to the main plot.

I really liked this story. Part of it made me stop and think about different aspects of life.

Read and enjoy this one. Overall, this story gave me happy thoughts about life and love. It gave me many things to think about.

Monday, December 26, 2011

Monday Madness




This post is about your week. How did it go? 

What craziness happened?

Do you have a crazy week ahead of you?

Well it's the day after Christmas. A lot of you will be working but some of you will have the day off. I'm looking forward to relaxing a little. The granddaughters did a great job with Christmas but they were sooo tired.

My week will include edits and reading, probably not a lot of writing. 

What are you up to?

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Cliff Hanger Saturday Just Like the Matinees of Old




Cliff Hanger Saturday is a place where you can post your favorite "cliff hangers" of all time or just good writing at the end of the scene. (if not your own work, please give credit to the author and the book.) We all know, a scene should not end with anyone going to sleep. YAWN. But sometimes we see this. If the characters go to sleep, so do we.

So share favorites or write one here.

I have been posting excerpts for advertising and Rogue Phoenix Press. If you are writing an excerpt for something make sure that excerpt ends making the reader turn the page and read on. Do we want the reader up all night? Of course we do.

Highland Song is now available: Woo hoo!
Ayr, Scotland
1514

Lainie MacPherson let the crumpled wanted poster drop to the ground. Her stomach knotted and fear snaked down her spine. Beneath the shadows of the hooded cape she wore, Lainie searched the room for her enemies.

Every man here fit that description.

Forced into a trap of her own making, out of courage, friendless, and terrified Lainie did the only thing she could think of to bring the pig Bertram to his knees.

She would steal the temptingly displayed secret papers that were on the table in front of her. Papers she hoped showed troop movements--papers stamped with the King's seal--papers she could hand over to her brother, Hawke.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Angel Quotes


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When we invite an angel into our inner sanctuary, we create a home for love


This so reminds me of the beauty and the meaning of Christmas. These are two beautiful and very adorable angels. I wish this was a Christmas card.

What reminds you of Christmas?

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Join The Weekly Check In.





This is the Rogue's Angels weekly check-in. Every Thursday we encourage the Angels and visitors to let us know how their writing is going.

How well are you doing?

I for one had a great week. I finished my April Fools Anthology sent it to my critique partner and I am now finishing with her suggestions. I decided on new covers for the Highland series and they should be done sometime in January. The angels are embarking on a promo to help their anthology sales a bit. We have a contest to begin January 1st. Check it out below. Hope next week goes as well as this one. Oh and I had 2 days with one of my granddaughters. She didn't want to go home. I guess she likes us

Had problems this week? That's ok. Just sit down this coming week and write. Whatever you do, don't let difficulties from the week before get in your way this week.

Every word is one word closer to the finished product.

Had a great week? Keep it up, the momentum is on your side.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

What Are You Up To Wednesday?

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It's contest time here at Rogue's Angels blog! Beginning on January 1st Rogue's Angels will sponsor a contest. All you have to do is leave a comment at this blog, Christine's blog (Allana), or Chris K.'s blog (Sable).

What are we giving away? To start we will be giving a way a couple of $10.00 gift certificates to Moonstruck Chocolate. Or your name in an upcoming release of one of our books.
As the time goes by we will add to this.

When will the drawings be? One on Valentine's Day and the second on St. Patrick's Day. Other drawings will be done randomly throughout the two and a half months.

Why? Rogue's Angels are promoting our two anthologies. 




Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Please Welcome Tom Mach Author of An Innocent Murdered

Tom Mach’s Bio

Bio:
Tom Mach wrote two successful historical novels, Sissy! and All Parts Together, both of which have won rave reviews and were listed among the 150 best Kansas books in 2011.Sissy! won the J. Donald Coffin Memorial Book Award while All Parts Together was a viable entrant for the 2007 Pulitzer Prize Award. He also wrote a collection of short stories entitled Stories To Enjoy which received positive reviews. Tom’s other novels include: An Innocent Murdered, Advent, and Homer the Roamer.

His poetry collection, The Uni Verse, won the Nelson Poetry Book Award. In addition to several awards for his poetry, Writer’s Digest awarded him ninth place in a field of 3,000 entrants. His website is: www.TomMach.com He also has a popular blog for writers of both prose and verse at http://tommach.tumblr.com

Book Blurb:

Father O'Fallon has been murdered, and police officer Jacinta Perez is arrested and charged. Detective Matt Gunnison, however, is not convinced and with the help of Susan, an ex-nun, he discovers a fascinating link between the priest's death and the death of a child 25 years ago. Will Matt be able to solve both murders? See video: http://t.co/H1siZOg



Interview 


1.     What or who inspired you to start writing?

I would say that it was both my high school English teacher as well as my English professor in my first year as a university freshman.  My high school teacher introduced me to great American literature while my professor taught me the value of writing clearly.


2.     How did you come up with your idea for An Innocent Murdered?

This idea came to me about 12 years ago or so when the media was filled with stories about pedophile priests. I felt that the vast majority of priests who would never harm a child were being wrongfully mixed in with those evil men, and I wanted a story that would show what would happen if an innocent priest was murdered because of this. I put this story aside after writing it because the subject matter was rather delicate. I rewrote the novel about 13 months ago where I hardly gave any information of a child molestation incident and focused An Innocent Murdered entirely on the murder itself.

3.     What expertise did you bring to your writing?

When I wrote my first draft many years ago I had been consulting with a full-time detective who gave me great insight into police procedure. I am also an intense researcher and went through great effort to make my novel as authentic as possible.


4.     What would you want your readers to know about you that might not be in your bio?

I would like them to know that I have experience in a wide array of endeavors. I was a college graduate, a chemical engineer, an advertising copywriter, a university lecturer, a market research analyst, a statistician, a magazine editor, an actor in community theater, a widely published article writer, a workshop presenter, a marketing consultant, a paid tutor in an elementary school, a published poet, and a past president of two major writing clubs—one in California and one in Kansas.

5.     As far as your writing goes, what are your future plans?

I have a new historical novel coming out in March, 2012 called Angels at Sunset. It will be my best work yet and I’d like to tell you more about it if you will go to my blog at www(DOT)TomMach(DOT)com  & click on the “Contact Me” button.  I hope you will visit me there.


6.     If you could be one of the characters from this book, who would it be and why?

I would like to be Detective Matt Gunnison, the main character in my novel. While he is an insightful detective, good at what he does, he cannot wipe away a horrible event from his past—AND he has compassion.  We always think of detectives as being tough and pushy…and while Matt is that, of course, he also has a wonderfully empathetic soul.


7.     Can you give us a sneak peek into this book?

Here are two excerpts—
In this first one, Father O’Fallon is about to be murdered by a revengeful woman….

Still facing the wall, the priest began to sob. “Can’t we talk about this?”
She slipped the Smith & Wesson into her pocket and removed a knife from her bag. “There’s nothing to talk about, you son of a bitch.”
He dropped his hands for a moment. “Please let me at least say a prayer.”
“Go ahead and beg for God’s mercy, you pervert!”
He made the sign of the cross with his crucifix. “Oh my God,” he muttered, “I am heartily sorry for having offended Thee.”
His squeal vibrated across the room as she slashed his throat. After his body slumped to the floor, she plunged the knife into his abdomen. He made a gagging sound from his throat as if he were drowning in his own blood. She plunged the knife into him again. And again. And again.

In this next one, Detective Matt, upset at the discovery of a murdered child, goes to
a church to be alone with his grief.  His friend Susan, a former nun with whom he had been sexually intimate, spots him there…

Oh God! He felt like a dam inside of him had just burst and he began to weep. Oh God, how can You expect me to pray to You when You allow these things to happen? Where is Your goodness, Your kindness?
“Matt darling?” The voice was familiar. He looked up and saw Susan seated next to him the pew. She didn’t attempt to hide her look of concern. “Are you all right?” she asked.
“How did you find me? I wanted to be alone.”
“I’m sorry. Want me to leave?”
“No, that’s all right.”
“The man at the hotel desk said you asked him for directions to the nearest church, so that’s where I thought you’d be.” She offered him a Kleenex tissue.
“Hey, I’m all right,” he said, embarrassed that she had seen him cry.
“This is a good place to go when you’re in a lot pain,” she said wistfully.
 “Yeah. I guess it is.”


8.     Do you belong to a critique group? If so how does this help or hinder your writing?

Yes, I belong to a critique group. There’s usually about five or six of us present—and all of us write fiction. I find a critique group useful in that often one or two comments about my work may arise that gives me food for thought.  I don’t feel compelled to accept all their suggestions but am always on a lookout for that one inspiration observation they might make.


9.     When did you first decide to submit your work? Please tell us what or who encouraged you to take this big step?

Actually, I rewrote this novel as my assignment for writing a novel in 30 days through National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) but I had to spend the next year rewriting and rewriting it.  (At least it motivated me to get started.) As far as submitting my work, I had confidence that I could test it as an eBook before I’d go into paperback.


1 10.  What is the best and worst advice you ever received? (regarding writing or publishing)

My worst advice occurred many years ago when I decided to write articles for publication. One woman read one of my articles and told me I didn’t have any talent. (By the way she never submitted one of her own articles for publication!) I took that as a challenge and went on to publish in Woman’s Day, Jack & Jill, and Writer’s Digest (which made the cover story for that publication)  I also became a much-in-demand stringer for a newspaper chain.

My best advice came from a priest I knew back in San Jose, California. He had a large banner outside his church that said  “Never Give Up,” and he’d preach about that as well. A high school teacher was also influential as his favorite saying was “Do the best you can with what you’ve got.” I never forgot those two principles.


11.  Do you outline your books or just start writing?

For my short stories I have a general outline but I don’t make it too specific as I like the story to unfold as I’m writing it. For my novels, however, I write a synopsis but I don’t hold myself rigidly to it.  Typically, when my characters come alive they write the story for me and I feel at some point that I’m a stenographer taking notes. People have told me repeatedly how alive my characters are. That’s because I visualize them as real, three-dimensional folks and not as figures that I’m forcing them to become.


12.  How do you maintain your creativity?

Music is a great help mate to me. Sometimes it frees up my mind and allows me to focus on my deepest thoughts and emotion.   I also use tricks such as asking myself “What if” questions. In my short story about Lincoln (which appears in Stories To Enjoy) I asked myself, “What if it were possible to go back to Ford’s Theater in April 14, 1865? Would someone be able to prevent the assassination?


13.  Who is another favorite character in your book. Can you tell us why?

Another one of my favorite characters in An Innocent Murdered would be Jacinta Perez, who is accused of murdering the priest. She is unable to convince anyone of her innocence and worries about what will happen to her two young children if she goes to jail.


14.  Anything else you might want to add?

I would like to invite people to subscribe to my future blogs posted on www(DOT)TomMach(DOT)com. Also, I would greatly appreciate receiving a review from folks who read An Innocent Murdered.


Excerpt


“What’s critically important here,” Matt said, “is the time this event happened. Mr. Zylinski, you said you knew it was about 9:13 pm when this occurred. How would you know that?”
“It’s all in the deposition, sir,” the man replied. “I checked my watch just before I got to my car. I had to be somewhere at ten and didn’t want to be late.”
The attorney leaned forward, a smile on her face. “I am sure you learned by now, Mr. Gunnison, that the bank clock was correct after all. During the day, that clock was not set back an hour for daylight savings time, but it was corrected by the bank manager at 6:00 that evening. So it really was 9:13 after all.”
Matt was a bit miffed at her know-it-all attitude. “Thank you for pointing that out to me, counselor.”


Links


LINKS FOR VBT: AN INNOCENT MURDERED
http://www.tommach.com/
http://twitter.com/kansasauthor
http://www.facebook.com/kansasauthor
http://www.amazon.com/An-Innocent-Murdered
http://youtu.be/ndsPTht08EA
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/74459