Because the end is sometimes the beginning: Wide Awake Asleep

Is she awake or is she dreaming? Reality or nightmare? Julie Compton can’t believe she’s escaped a terrible car crash… it’s impossible, in fact. A tree branch had impaled her to her seat, yet here she was, unharmed and looking … Continue reading

Book in the spotlight: Seals of Abgal

by
Woelf Dietrich

Those who hunt The Seals are driven by a hate older than time itself. 
Half price for a short while only.

Bookstore owner and
novice antiquarian, Sebastian Kaine is proud of his new profession and even
prouder still of the collection of antique books on the occult that he keeps
locked away in the basement of his bookstore.


But his little utopia implodes
when he wakes up in that same basement, bound and bloodied, and his prized
collection all but destroyed. 

Making matters worse are the two strange men
responsible for the carnage. They want The Seals of Abgal and insist Sebastian
has it. Though he denies having any knowledge of the book, Sebastian soon finds
himself at the receiving end of a violent interrogation–one, he fears, he may
not survive. 

As he fights to stay alive, Sebastian will learn that The
Seals of Abgal is no ordinary grimoire, and these men are no ordinary thugs.

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Action/Adventure @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=Tx38TES6Q3FJN5X

Apocalyptic @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=TxQ3RAMIYS1O9P

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Children’s Books @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=TxK4GE3KYOC5DC

Christian @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=Tx3UDXHIZE1B8SG

Contemporary Romance @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2GWUTUJY3CAQS&cdMsgID=Mx7WJMT1W1GOXG#Mx7WJMT1W1GOXG

Cozy Mystery @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx38WPN4Q8ALI0N&cdMsgID=Mx3440X2V7QG6TC#Mx3440X2V7QG6TC

Dystopia @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=Tx1OBC6KJZB0IIM

Fantasy @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=TxG0CTZ5QQDTF8&cdMsgID=Mx20WSMRHNOLLCF#Mx20WSMRHNOLLCF

Ghost @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx1ATXBDLDLALZ3&cdMsgID=Mx9TR93HIVSDZI#Mx9TR93HIVSDZI

Graphic Novel/Comic @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx14FSMWWO8QPNH&cdMsgID=Mx3FO2GF0N0W65G#Mx3FO2GF0N0W65G

Halloween @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=TxSHXA0PDT2PD3&cdMsgID=Mx1YNZ5VTRORCNG#Mx1YNZ5VTRORCNG

Historical Fiction @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx3APP0UUA9Y96O&cdMsgID=Mx64G8PX55JRJ2#Mx64G8PX55JRJ2

Historical Romance @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2ALCG0W1XWBY2&cdMsgID=Mx32RC25WGW2QDK#Mx32RC25WGW2QDK

Horror @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx3N5MWXQNLD8GI&cdMsgID=MxMEDBER2HWWSD#MxMEDBER2HWWSD

Humorous Fiction @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=TxY9YK1H4XDO5X&cdMsgID=Mx1C2B9VJISOJHB#Mx1C2B9VJISOJHB

Literary Fiction @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2QUPHM00ZN9NS&cdMsgID=MxG7RHX5XVHAKF#MxG7RHX5XVHAKF

Mystery/Hardboiled/Procedural @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx32QOBHER7D0RX&cdMsgID=Mx1K73GYJYJ962Y#Mx1K73GYJYJ962Y

Paranormal Romance @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx3OPNG2YFNLH4T&cdMsgID=MxSPSRTITZT594#MxSPSRTITZT594

Paranormal @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2LI6SSDHSSOX6&cdMsgID=Mx3LGLM8P8O1BPI#Mx3LGLM8P8O1BPI

Poetry @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=TxPEGXSRXSVYSH

Post-Apocalyptic @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=Tx36ESB1ZVMIZMN

Science Fiction @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx1F00JO8AMTU25&cdMsgID=Mx106R0RMX1TXIL#Mx106R0RMX1TXIL

Short Stories @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=TxQ0G9EAI2KDGA&cdMsgID=Mx280BARWR84BO5#Mx280BARWR84BO5

Suspense @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx21M4A40YT7GY6&cdMsgID=Mx39RCVGFFPQNG5#Mx39RCVGFFPQNG5

Thriller @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx29NG9AICHZ0SU&cdMsgID=Mx2C4ISRFACLPFH#Mx2C4ISRFACLPFH

Time Travel @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2R5F3XZ3WLE4N&cdMsgID=Mx3D4YTF4FHNN7Y#Mx3D4YTF4FHNN7Y

Vampire Romance @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2R5F3XZ3WLE4N&cdMsgID=Mx3D4YTF4FHNN7Y#Mx3D4YTF4FHNN7Y

Western Romance @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=Tx2WP8RJIFC34TK&cdMsgID=Mx36LA6R9BEWMXT#Mx36LA6R9BEWMXT

Westerns @ http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_search_res_ti?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdMsgNo=1&cdPage=1&cdSort=oldest&cdThread=TxXO5XG8MR6GV7&cdMsgID=Mx1UY0L6XE6APP8#Mx1UY0L6XE6APP8

Young Adult @ http://www.amazon.com/forum/meet%20our%20authors/ref=cm_cd_tfp_ef_tft_tp?_encoding=UTF8&cdForum=Fx2UYC1FC06SU8S&cdThread=Tx31AV7IW1I8KHU

Trimming Down: to cut or not to cut?

One Author’s Experience

by 

Chris Lindberg 
Several years ago, I began writing the main
character for what is now my novel Code
of Darkness
: a mysterious loner-turned-vigilante known only by the name
Rage.  I had recently graduated from
college, was living in the suburbs with my parents, and commuting on a train to
downtown Chicago.  I decided the train
would be my “writing studio.” 


I remember coming up with that first line:
“Rage walked into the shadowy bar with one thing in mind: vengeance.”  The line contained a lot of angst, energy,
and foreshadowing for what would be the first chapter of my writing life.  I wrote the chapter in a few days, happy with
the result, and moved on to write other chapters, getting about a hundred pages
into it. 

About a year later I moved downtown, and
suddenly found a lot of other things to do with my time.  Without the long commute to give me a
“studio” in which to write, the book project was tabled for a long time. 

Five years ago, I moved back out to the
suburbs and started a family.  I was back
on the train, so I thought I’d try picking up where I’d left off.  I found the old manuscript and began to put
down new material.  But I decided to go
an entirely new direction.  I scrapped
old characters and storylines, and wove in new ones: a Chicago cop, a rogue NSA
agent, a government conspiracy.  My goal
was to make the story more of a page-turning thriller. 

But through all the changes, the chapters
that centered around Rage stayed mostly intact. 
That first chapter, the one in which I’d first introduced him, and most
importantly that first line, was always going to be my starting point, I’d
decided. 

I finished the novel at a whopping 198,000
words.  Yes – 198,000.  I was advised to get it down to about half
that.  Half my creation was going to be
on the chopping block?  No way was I
going to do that. 

But it quickly became clear that I was
going to have to.  So I began removing
chapters, storylines, characters.  In
some cases I was simply trimming fat.  Two
revisions later, at 123,000 words, I discovered an angle that would probably
cut another ten to fifteen thousand words easily: introduce the three main
characters together in the same chapter, putting them in a perilous situation
that would set the tone for the book. 
The problem with this was, what would this mean for my cherished
original starting point? 

I tried to find another home for it: the
second chapter, maybe later in the story, but nothing worked.  It just didn’t fit into the story
anymore.  And the problem was, the new
first chapter didn’t just cut the word count, it also gave the story a much
better starting point. 

So after much deliberation, I said goodbye
to that original first chapter, and my story became a thousand times better for
it.  It will always have a home in the
first draft of Code of Darkness, and
if enough people are interested, maybe I’ll post it on my blog someday. 

So now you now the rest of the story.  I’d be curious to know what all your experiences
were with your first novel: how long the first draft was, did you cut anything,
and if so how much … and most importantly, what was the biggest or most
difficult change you made? 
Chris Lindberg’s first novel, Code of Darkness, was released in
August.  You can find out more by
visiting www.codeofdarkness.com, or
visiting Facebook and searching on “code of darkness.”



Chris is also offering a FREE eBook version of Code of Darkness to the person with the best, funniest, cutest comment below. Leave your email and he’ll contact you.

To purchase Code of Darkness in paperback
or e-book edition, please check out: http://www.lulu.com/browse/search.php?fListingClass=0&fSearch=code+of+darkness
Or search “code of darkness” on Amazon or
BN.com. 

You can also email him at chris@codeofdarkness.com
– he’d love to hear from you. More about Chris:
Chris Lindberg was born and raised outside Chicago, Illinois.  After graduating from Northern Illinois University in the mid-1990s, he headed out to the west coast for a couple of years, where he began writing as a casual pastime.  



Some time after returning to Chicago he began attending writers workshops at StoryStudio Chicago, where he wrote two character studies, both of which have since been developed into key characters in Code of Darkness.

Chris now lives outside Chicago with his wife Jenny and their two children, Luke and Emma.  You might catch him working away on his second novel while commuting on his morning train into the city. 




Code of Darkness – When a routine bank robbery takes an unexpected turn, veteran Chicago police officer Larry Parker witnesses a heroic act by a mysterious intervener. But seconds later the Samaritan disappears, leaving Larry only with unanswered questions.


Suddenly, vigilante activity begins popping up all over the city – including several murders. Larry begins to gather the missing pieces of the puzzle, and finds evidence the Samaritan might be tied to them. When he learns the man’s identity – a loner known only by the name Rage – he prepares to move in for the arrest.

But there is much more to Rage than meets the eye: the case has also drawn the attention of a covert Black Ops division within the Pentagon. Their mission: find Rage, while keeping their operation out of the public eye. Seen as knowing too much, Larry suddenly finds himself in the crosshairs as well. After a deadly standoff, Rage is captured, forcing Larry to search for answers while on the run.

The deadly chase leads cross-country to a top-secret military facility in Virginia, where Rage and Larry uncover the greatest danger of all — and only they can stop the unthinkable from happening.

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Two humble pieces of advice for aspiring authors.

Advice from a Rebel-Maker
by
Debra Chapoton

I have two humble bits of advice for aspiring authors. First, give your characters free rein. Let them change the story on you. Life is an adventure; we don’t know what tomorrow will bring and a novel should be just as surprising for the author as for the reader.

I started EDGE OF ESCAPE with a particular ending in mind. In fact, I wrote the penultimate scenes immediately after writing the beginning scenes. Rebecca, the victim, would be rescued, I thought. I wrote a scene of her recovering in the hospital with a young male character standing vigil. I didn’t name him so I could keep the reader guessing. Kidnapper , boyfriend, brother? I thought I knew who it was when I wrote the scene, but it turned out that I was wrong. I can control the circumstances and events as they unfold, but by giving the characters free will, I give the book its own world.

I don’t write a lengthy outline like some authors, but I do have a plan, just like in life. But, just like in life, things don’t go the way I plan; there are twists, turns, surprises and problems. I guess you could say that my characters rebel against me, their creator, just like we humans have been rebelling against our Creator since Adam and Eve.

When I first started writing many years ago I got into the habit of following a writing routine. First I like to proofread the previous day’s pages then go for a walk. With the last scenes fresh in my mind I create new action, dialogue and dilemmas as I get my exercise. Forty-five minutes later I sit back down to type. The characters obediently follow my plot ideas for a few paragraphs and then . . . bam! They rebel. I don’t mind because what they decide to say and do keeps me interested and entertained.

My second piece of advice is to love your characters, even the evil ones. Care for them. Give them hopes, dreams, habits, idiosyncrasies, goals, fears and flaws. Make sure your protagonist has some defect and your antagonist has some merit; nobody is all good or all bad.

Everybody has a book inside. If a colleague hadn’t challenged me with that statement I never would have written my first book, let alone several. You have a book inside – go write it!
Debra Chapoton

EDGE
OF ESCAPE reveals the fractured heart of Eddie, an emotionally impaired
18-year-old who has spent most of his school years in special education
classes. Placed there by an over protective mother who also blames her son for
his unintentional part in his father’s death, Eddie is kept separated from
normal student interactions.



Eddie’s
guilt and his place among the unaccepted serve to keep him invisible to the
rest of the students, especially the popular ones. His uncontainable obsession
for the popular Rebecca compels him to devise a plan to pull her into his world
and win her over.



What
should have been appropriate advances become, for Rebecca, the terror of
stalking and abduction. She wakes up trapped, she escapes, and then she makes a
wrong choice and is trapped again. Throughout her ordeal as she escapes again
and again, there are flashbacks into both Rebecca’s and Eddie’s lives and how
those lives have been intersecting all through their school years. If she falls
for the fragile spirit who stalks her, does love erase evil intent? If she
fails to see the innocent infatuation for what it is, will she be responsible
for the inevitable tragedy that foreshadows their tangled fate?
 




Excerpt from Edge of Escape



Chapter 1


Mmm. Sleep. She took an involuntary sniff through her nose and made an audible
sigh out her mouth, loud enough to pull her almost all the way up from the
strangest dream. It was a soft nightmare, not scary but very unpleasant. Weird,
the way dreams sometimes are. She rolled to her right and jerked herself
completely awake. The room was pitch black but her eyes were wide and
searching. Her left wrist seemed tethered to the side of the bed. She reached
with her right hand and felt blindly from her wrist to a cold metal pole. She
was handcuffed. Panicking, she rattled the pole and started to scream. The
screams turned to grunts and groans as she struggled with the shackles. She
paused to listen, holding her breath. Nothing. Still pitch black. There were
faint sounds from somewhere. Far away expressway noises, a breeze through tall
trees, closer crickets. But no house sounds, no refrigerator hum, no creaks, no
ticking clock. She let out her breath and tried to calm herself. She was fully
clothed but shoeless. Her watch was gone. She pulled her legs up under herself
for leverage and started to stand, intending to rip her wrist restraint free of
the metal. She placed the chain links in her left hand and grabbed the wrist
metal with her right. She braced herself, tilted her head upwards, gritted her
teeth and straightened her legs fast. Her head met an unexpectedly low ceiling
hard enough to knock her back into the soft nightmare.

* * *


“Is she awake?” the nurse asked. A handsome man was hovering over the young
woman’s bandaged body, continually checking the monitors and lightly kissing
her cheeks, her right hand, and her forehead.

“She’s been moaning and her eyes fluttered once. I’ve been squeezing her hand
but there’s no response.” He touched her face again, “Come on, Becca, wake up.”

The nurse scanned the chart again. Rebecca MacPherson, 18, unmarried. And what
a hunk of man at her bedside. The nurse admired his devotion. He had not left
her side in the 36 or so hours that the unconscious girl had lain there. Her
injuries did not appear severe though her left wrist was bandaged. There was a
lump on her forehead, which must have hurt, but the patient was unaware of pain
and oblivious to her surroundings. The nurse checked the monitors and frowned.
Rebecca should have awakened by now. She didn’t want the guy to worry any more
than he already was so she smiled at him and gave him an encouraging thumbs up
sign. “She’ll awake soon. Everything looks fine.”

She headed for the door and glanced back. Such a handsome young man, she thought.
No matter the age, the good ones are always taken. 

* * *

Rebecca was unconscious for only a few minutes but she had no way of knowing
that. It was still pitch black in the low ceilinged room. This time she was
more cautious. She felt around first with her feet and then with her free arm,
stretching and twisting in order to get as clear an idea of her position as
possible. All the way to the right she could feel the side of the bed. She
could dangle her feet over the side and outwards three feet but could not feel
anything solid. The top of the bed had a crib-like railing instead of a
headboard and when she stuck her right arm through the slats there was no wall
immediately behind it. She clicked her fingers in an effort to sense the space
as if she had sonar abilities. She even squeezed her eyes tightly shut to
concentrate on her hearing. She guessed that the wall was near, maybe a couple
of feet away. She reached up and felt again the low ceiling. Rebecca was only 5
feet two inches tall and identifying ceiling textures was not on the list of
things a short girl like her would do, but this felt like concrete, more like a
basement floor than a ceiling. No wonder I knocked myself out, she thought,
raising her fingers to her forehead. Whoa. She had a huge knot above her
eyebrow, tender to the touch. 

She continued her blind search, first feeling with her feet down the left side
of the bed beneath the metal pole. There was a horizontal pole along the bottom
of the mattress, then nothing. She couldn’t feel the floor. She placed both
hands on the pole and lowered herself. Still no floor. She was dangling like a
kid on a trapeze. She pressed one bare foot against the pole and made a
180-degree arc with the other. Her big toe grazed something hard and smooth. Glass,
she thought, a window. She changed position and used her other foot, stretching
harder and scraping with her toenail. A sliver of gray night bled through the
blackened window. She continued to stretch and scrape until her muscles ached
and her cuffed wrist bled.

Exhausted, she pulled her body back onto the mattress. She tilted her head
toward the window and tried to think. The last thing she remembered was
shopping with her friend, Sarah, and feeling a little nauseated from an ice
cream drink. She was walking alone down a corridor to the restrooms when …
what? Obviously I’ve been abducted, she thought. She had been suppressing this
thought since the moment she awakened. Rebecca was stronger than her small
frame indicated, physically and mentally. She was an iron-willed person, always
wanting to be in control, and always the center of attention. 

Her stomach growled and she realized she needed to go to the bathroom as well.
She refused to acknowledge the chilling fear that was creeping up her spine and
instead stared at the window, at the gray strips of light that were appearing
to brighten. She worked the handcuffs along the pole and reached further but
still nothing. She twisted until she could get her head over the bedside and
then she vomited. Time to cry. The frustration and fear, the handcuffs and the
darkness were overwhelming. Rebecca wept. 



Debra Chapoton has taught kids of all
ages in her main career as a teacher. She has a BA in Spanish and a Master of
Arts degree in Teaching English. She started writing in 2002 and was surprised
to find out that the characters quickly take over the action and dialogue in
the stories.

Her first YA novel is Edge of
Escape.
The main character, Eddie, is brilliant yet emotionally impaired.
He fixates on pretty and popular Rebecca. He abducts her then tries to be her
rescuer as she escapes his traps. His fragile devotion reveals a delicate
spirit that Rebecca can either accept or reject. Stalking and obsession get a
sympathetic twist in this story of physical and psychological survival.


Chapoton has also written the Big Pine Lodge series for kids ages 8
– 12. These books follow the adventures of Missy and Kevin as they explore the
lodge, the cemetery, the old ruins and especially the labyrinth of caves which
run beneath the lake and mountain near Big Pine Lodge. They solve mysteries,
confront danger and face off with teenage bullies or wild animals in The Secret in the Hidden Cave, Mystery’s
Grave
and Bullies and Bears.


Other chapter books she has authored are A Tick in Time, a fantasy adventure into a parallel universe, and Bigfoot Day, Ninja Night, a pair of
spooky stories that kids love. She has recently published a non-fiction work, Crossing the Scriptures, which explores
the amazing connections between the 66 books of the Bible as they align with
the 22 letters of the Hebrew alphabet. This Bible study reveals the intricate
weaving of words and themes in books that are spaced at equal intervals.



Debra Chapoton’s contacts:


                www.bigpinelodgebooks.com


Title: Edge of Escape

Purchase Links: Available in Paperback and
Digital






I’m all excited…


My début novel, Eden, is being converted to Kindle!
After many reviews, and listening to what people thought, I have revised it and now it’s better than ever (or so my husband says!). 

It’s still my baby even though I’ve another book out, and my third, Misanthrope, is being pulled apart by my editor. So what’s Eden about? Somebody said it was Beauty and the Beast for Grown-ups and I thought that was very apt. 

Imagine being left stranded somewhere with no way of getting home. No telephone, no computer, no shelter. No food. Now imagine the place you’re stranded is another planet. And then you realise you’re not alone after all…
Check out this page for more details: http://louisewise-eden.blogspot.com/

K C Ryeland and Tribal Gathering

 Action, adventure, Africa themed collection of shorts set in the turbulent sixties

by

Kenneth C Ryeland

http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=wise044-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0755210786&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifrTribal Gathering is a collection of stories set in an imaginary West African state shortly after gaining its independence from the British in 1962. Among them are Tief-Man, Boom Town, The Visit plus many more.


Extract from Tribal Gathering – Tief-Man
…Idewu waited nervously near the old European cemetery. The lateness of the hour and the darkness played tricks on his mind and he began to imagine all those dead Europeans rising from their graves and chasing him. He nearly had heart failure when the unsavoury character from the marketplace grabbed his shoulder from behind.

The two men had walked but a short distance along the Enube Bridge Road when an old Datsun taxi stopped and picked them up. In addition to the driver one other man sat in the vehicle, but Idewu wasn’t introduced to either one and so the journey continued in silence.


They hadn’t travelled more than a mile when the driver pulled on to the forecourt of a large, out-of-town hardware store. The store’s night watch approached, exchanged some words with the driver of the taxi and then disappeared into the darkness.


“OK, this is it, everyone out,” said the unsavoury character.


“A hardware store? What is there of value here?” said Idewu.


“There is a safe inside with the day’s takings. It could amount to over two hundred pounds,” said the driver. “So shut up and do as you are told!”


Idewu’s part in the burglary required him to keep watch at the front of the building and warn the others if any traffic or pedestrians came along the road. The other three men disappeared around the back to where they intended get into the offices by means of a rear door that the night watch had arranged with one of the staff to be left unbolted.


All commercial premises and most private houses in Nibana had anti-theft bars fitted to window openings. Very often wooden doors would be reinforced with steel plates to prevent them from being smashed open. Therefore, to successfully carry out a burglary, it required an insider who would ‘inadvertently’ leave a door unlocked or some other means of entry for the thieves.


No one came along the road to disturb the thieves and within forty-five minutes they had finished. The night watch returned to collect his cut and that of the staff member who’d left the door unlocked. Moments later, Idewu and the thieves departed in the taxi.


“What about the night watch? He will be sacked the moment they realise the place has been robbed,” said Idewu from the back seat of the taxi.


“He will say he was praying,” retorted the driver. “The white manager will know the night watch could not have left the door unlocked because he has no access to the building. The manager will soon work out it must have been an inside job. It will take weeks to sort it out. You know how well we Nibanans can string white men along. In the end the manager will get fed up and employ additional night watches. Anyway, the old boy we saw tonight is due for retirement soon, so he will not be worried.”


“Oh, I see,” said Idewu, rather feebly.


They dropped Idewu and the unsavoury character off at the cemetery and the Datsun headed into town.


Idewu’s companion gave him twenty pounds and said if he wished, Idewu could accompany them on more robberies. Idewu said he would think about it and meet his companion in the market at the usual place the following afternoon to discuss his further involvement…

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Kenneth Ryeland began writing for pleasure fifteen years ago by recording his adventures in Nigeria with The Up-Country Man being a personal account of the first 100 days inside secessionist Biafra.

In April 1967, a young British engineer arrives in Nigeria to take up his new job. The country is seven years into a volatile independence and Ken Ryeland struggles to come to terms with the culture shock and the endemic tribalism that pervades every level of society, On being transferred to Enugu, capital of the troubled Eastern Region, he is further challenged when the Regional Military Governor rebels against the Federal Military Government in Lagos. An act of secession quickly follows and the short-lived Republic of Biafra is born. Almost immediately the new republic is plunged into a bloody and bitter war of survival with the Lagos Government and Ryeland finds himself trapped in a rebel enclave as Federal troops close in for the kill.
http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=wise044-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0755211022&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifrThe Last Bature (pronounced Batuuree) is a policeman’s story set in Nibana, an imaginary West African state, shortly after gaining its independence from the British in 1962.

What begins as a straightforward investigation by the last British policeman in the Northern Region and an African inspector, quickly turns to intrigue when the intelligence services of the superpowers vie with each other to secure a breakthrough in weapons technology.

Combine this with the machinations of an irrational regional military governor hell-bent on overthrowing his brother, the head of state, and the basis for an exciting story emerges. With the cold war as a backdrop and a second coup imminent, the action moves quickly from the heat of the Omdu Hills, through the stench of the Laguna slums to the waters of the Bight of Laguna, giving the reader an insight into the grubby world of espionage and life in West Africa during the turbulent sixties.

Visit Kenneth C Ryeland website all books are now available on Kindle!
The Last Bature
Tribal Gathering
Boom Town
Hot Metal
Juju-Men
The Up-Country Man