Monthly Archives: March 2014

Promo Post Miyuki

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The Book Gazette is hosting a promo for “Miyuki”, a YA fantasy novella.

Miyuki_coverTitle: Miyuki

Author: Veronica Bane

Genre: YA Fantasy Novella

In the town of Jericho, a group of misfit teenagers haunts the underbelly of their society. Armed with the ability to manipulate different parts of nature, these teenagers fight for their right to stay alive. In the months following an attack on their lives, danger still lurks around them. Those behind the original strike have risen from the ashes, and new powers are beginning to reveal themselves. With this mysterious threat imminent, Mara, Miyuki, and the rest of the Unusuals must stand together to fight. However, time is running out for the group, for someone—or something—is hunting them, and this time around, not all of them will survive.

Author Bio

Veronica Bane author pictureVeronica Bane grew up in San Diego, California and spent her days writing in local coffee shops and at the beach. Her writing was and has always been fed a healthy diet of chai tea lattes and film scores. She studied Creative Writing at Chapman University and now lives in Los Angeles.

Links

Author Website: www.veronicabane.com

Mara on Amazon: http://amzn.com/0615846130

Goodreads:

Mara: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18108680-mara

Miyuki: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20557540-miyuki

Book Excerpt from Passion, Power and Privilege

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The Book Gazette is hosting an excerpt from “Passion, Power and Privilege”, a contemporary erotic romace by Cara Addison.

This is an ADULT excerpt, so please do not read further if you are not above 18 years of age.

Book Excerpt

Kate awoke the next morning after a much-needed sleep, delighted to be in his arms. With an evening council meeting scheduled, she planned to work out at the club and then enjoy a manicure at the spa before heading to the office. Kate showered, then wrapped in a robe, walking to the kitchen to brew coffee, softly kissing a rather handsome man who was still sleeping soundly. She brewed a pot of coffee and reviewed the morning paper before returning with two coffee cups to get prepared for the day. The shower was running when she returned, and she stood, observing him through the glass doors. She was aroused, watching his long, lean, beautifully proportioned body. She lingered, remaining in the doorway as he stepped out to wrap in a towel. He jumped in surprise, suddenly realizing that she was in the room. Kate walked over, placing his steaming coffee on the vanity in front of him.
“Sleep well?” she asked.
“Beautifully,” he responded, leaning in for a sensuous kiss.
“You?”
“Hmmm,” she murmured. The soft white towel hung loosely enough on his hips for her to get a tantalizing look at the beautifully sculpted area where his abs met his pelvis. The sight tempted her like a perfectly wrapped present on Christmas morning. As he ran his fingers through his thick head of hair, she reached out and tugged the bath sheet away, instantly stirring him. She kissed his lips and then his neck, making her way to her destination. “Good morning,” she whispered as she greeted his semi-hard cock with a lick.
“Holy shit,” he gasped as she took him into her mouth. “Kate, I need to get dr–dr–ressed,” he stammered through the pleasure.
She paused, looking up at him. “You want me to stop?” she asked naughtily, as she licked and kissed his beautiful dick. The look on his face was her answer as he ran his fingers through her hair, gently urging her head back to her luscious task. She slipped her lips back over his cock. Her movements were swift and fluid, bringing him closer to the edge of fulfillment. She took him deep into her mouth, his moans fueling her desire to indulge him. As pleasure overtook him, his hips swayed to meet her, plunging his cock deeper. He instinctively tugged her hair in his tight grasp in a full-body spasm as hot cum filled her mouth.
“As you were.” She smiled, standing and walking from the room to select her outfit to wear to the country club.

The Book

ca-passionpowerandprivilege-fullTitle: Passion, Power and Privilege
Author: Cara Addison
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
When her tumultuous marriage ends suddenly, Katharine “Kate” Callahan is forced to decide if she should return to her job as a corporate lawyer, or proceed with the campaign to become the Mayor of the City of Lowden.
Difficult decisions become a lot easier when Kate meets Brad Taylor, a handsome and successful business owner. Brad’s attraction to Kate is instant, and life finally starts falling into place as Kate realizes that the right man can bring out a passion that she had forgotten existed.
Can Kate and Brad overcome their stormy and complicated pasts to find each other, love each other, and use their power and privilege to change the city they call home?

Author Bio

I consider myself to be an accidental author. That’s right, becoming a published author happened, by chance.
For years, I’ve worked in the corporate world. Essentially, I’m a problem solver for corporations and government. So, you can imagine how much of a shift it was for me to sit down and write.
During the summer of 2013, I put pen to paper. I let my sexy imagination loose and before I knew it I’d filled a more than a few pages. The characters came to life and the story began to take shape.
I’m blessed with incredible friends who were willing to read as I wrote. They offered insight and suggestions, but most importantly they offered unconditional support and encouragement to keep writing.
And so began, the greatest chapter of my life.
My first manuscript took just over a month to write. With just over 64,000 words, I’d taken the main characters, Kate Callahan and Bradley Taylor on a journey. I had my friends read Passion, Power, and Privilege and then made several edits in response to their suggestions. In October of 2013, I sent my little baby off to a select group of publishers. And waited.
I was hooked. While I waited, I started writing another novel. An entirely new set of characters, a new setting, and a new plot began to take shape. By the end of October, I’d put the finishing touches on Going the Distance, the story of Austin Campbell and Brett Tanner.
Writing has been cathartic. Becoming published has been exhilarating.
This journey isn’t over. I continue to write, as time permits. A third manuscript is in the works.
Visit my website at: http://www.caraaddison.com

Links

http://caraaddison.com/
http://bookstrand.com/cara-adison/

Book Excerpt from Catcher’s Keeper

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The Book Gazette is hosting an excerpt from alternate history fiction / commercial fiction “Catcher’s Keeper”.

Read the Excerpt

Chapter 31

Jerry

Alden’s words nag like Monday morning’s alarm clock: …you stole my journal…published it behind my back. Not only do these words prove I’m an asshole, but now this MD guy knows it. I stare down at the book in my hands, my name screaming off the cover in bold, Times New Roman. On the back cover is a photo of me. I’m leaning against a tree, grinning smugly with my arms folded. You know who I see in that photo? A prick who should get what he deserves, even if it’s delivered by some overzealous fan. I can picture it all unraveling: an image of me flashes on the screen, my hand blocking the camera, the caption scrolling: Who’s the real author?

This fucking book. Measly. Insignificant. And yet—it’s spurred all this bullshit. I should burn every last one of them.

I turn back to the cover to hide my face—from Alden especially.

Alden eyes me through slits. “MD doesn’t care about you. Waste of time.”

I shove the book under my arm. “So, his plan is to…?”

“He’s still zappy for the book. Maybe he doesn’t care how it got published. Fiona’s worried he’s going to leak it to the press. Your plagiarism. But he wouldn’t need my help for that.”

“What would he need your help with?”

Alden shrugs. “The only thing that came up on the train…the only plan we talked about was getting John Lennon’s autograph.”

“What does that have to do with the book?”

His eyes flicker to the map above the doors as the train slows down. “Next stop is ours,” he says.

Like a shot, Alden is on the platform, and then bounds up the stairs two at a time. As soon as we come into daylight, he lights up a cigarette. It hits me: daylight. Damn! I pound the book with my fist and catch up to Alden.

“This isn’t going to work, Alden. It’s the middle of the day.”

He keeps walking. I wave the book in his line of vision.

“Alden, this all takes place at night. In the middle of the night. It makes no sense to go to the Edmont now. The damn Lavender Room won’t even be open.”

He stops, sucks on his cigarette, staring at the traffic. It seems colder here, more windy. I’m shivering, waiting for him. I almost ask him for a cigarette just to warm my hands, but—

“We’re not going to the goddam Edmont.” And he picks up his absurdly fast pace again. I work my stride into a jog, wishing I had a hat. The kind with flaps on the sides to keep my ears warm. I smile inwardly, remembering the kid in the book like he’s an old buddy. I look at Alden weaving his lanky body through the sparse crowd. His hair is an uncombed mop, and his worn jacket falls at the hip of his ripped jeans. He looks like a big kid. But laugh lines are hidden beneath his scruff, and his eyes have a depth and an honesty reserved for Buddhist monks or tribal elders, reminding me what I already know: This kid has been through something. Nothing is more important than protecting him now, my little brother. I have to make things right.

Catcher’s Keeper

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Author: Johannah Davies Spero

Genre: Commercial Fiction / Alternate History Fiction

What if Holden Caulfield was around when John Lennon was shot?

In 1980 John Lennon was killed by Mark David Chapman, who believed he was Holden Caulfield, narrator of the classic The Catcher in the Rye. After the shooting, Chapman remained on the scene calmly reading the book, which he later offered to police as “his statement.” Catcher’s Keeper asks the question, “What if Holden had met Chapman, learned of his plan, and tried to prevent the assassination?”

Author Bio

Johannah Davies Spero was born near a pristine lake in the Adirondacks and has lived in various cities such as St. Petersburg (Russia), Indianapolis, Dallas, and Boston. She has pursued her love of narrative through degrees in English literature, Russian language, and teaching—and has worked as an actress, a yoga instructor, a web design entrepreneur, a freelance writer, and a high school English teacher. She lives in the Northeast with her husband and three young sons.

http://www.jdspero.com/

http://www.amazon.com/Catchers-Keeper-JD-Spero-ebook/dp/B00IKTU4H2/

https://www.goodreads.com/jdspero

Giveaway

There is a tour-wide giveaway for a signed paperback copy of the book. The giveaway is US/CA only.

Go here to participate in the giveaway.

 

Book Excerpt from The Serpent’s Fate

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The Book Gazette is sharing an excerpt today from paranormal romance novel “The Serpent’s Fate”.

Book Excerpt

Matthieu could feel sleep tugging at the edges of his consciousness—so much so that he felt his eyes trying to roll back in his head. How long had it been? Three days, maybe four. He knew that he was going to lose the battle, but he could only hope to hold out until Fate went to her room, and hopefully locked the door.

Snapping his computer shut, he got up and headed to the kitchen. “I’m gonna pour myself some more coffee,” he said, his voice slurring from exhaustion. “You want?”

Startled, Fate glanced at him, looking for all the world like she thought he’d lost his mind. “Coffee? Cheese ‘n rice, Matthieu, it’s nearly midnight?”

Matthieu blinked and had to lift his coffee cup in front of his face to hide a smile that was determined to come out. “Sorry, cheese who?”

“Oh, shut up. I have a seven year old. It’s habit.”

Matthieu snorted and returned to his place on the couch. He sipped his coffee in silence, letting the warmth the scalding liquid fill his body; letting the steaming mug warm his chilled hands. The room was comfortably warm, but he found himself wishing he could build a fire. He could practically feel the toasty glow fill the room, relaxing his muscles and easing his mind.

He was jerked out of his daydream by the sound of an explosion, the familiar sting in his ears as his eardrums burst, the burn in his throat as he breathed fire, ash and accelerant. His daydream had turned into a nightmare.

Pushing his way to the surface, Matthieu’s body jerked as he returned to consciousness, causing his coffee to slosh out of the mug he still held. Breathing rapidly, he cut a glance to where Fate was sitting to see if she had seen. She had.

She studied him closely, a line of concentration forming between her brows. Please, please let it go, he chanted inside his head. He was too strung out to explain it to her, his whole body was like a raw nerve.

Oddly, she seemed to take pity on him. After giving him one last concerned look, she stood and dropped her magazine on the coffee table. “Think I’ll go to bed. Don’t work too hard. ‘Night.”

“Goodnight.” She turned to head back to her room but he stopped her with a whisper. “Lock your door.” She froze with her back to him, and for a moment he wondered if she hadn’t heard him. But the tension in her shoulders told him she had. “Please.”

She sighed, but didn’t turn around. He watched her disappear into her bedroom and didn’t release the breath he’d been holding until he heard the lock click into place.

When the nightmare began, Matthieu knew it was happening. Just as he knew he’d be trapped and helpless. When he realized it was Kandahar, he was actually relieved. While this was a fresh hell in its own right, it was so much better than the alternative. There were no demons here—only soldiers and civilians, death and guilt.

The Serpent’s Fate

TSF_EbookCoverTitle: The Serpent’s Fate (Vigilati, Book 3)

Author: J.K. Hogan

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Can a traumatized veteran-turned-mercenary who is tormented by voices in his head be saved by the love of a wayward single mother with demons of her own? Afflicted by PTSD from serving in Afghanistan, and tormented by a childhood trauma, transient veteran Matthieu Rousseau struggles with the choices he’s made in his life. Estranged from his family, Matthieu drifts from one mercenary job to the next, until one thing stops him. Fate.

In hiding from her abusive ex-husband, musician Fate Callahan lives in New Orleans with her seven-year-old daughter. She remains in constant fear of being found, and her worst nightmare comes alive when a dark, dangerous stranger tells her he’s been hired to locate and kill her—but wants to save her instead.

Fate and Matthieu find themselves on the run together, fleeing from the hitmen and an unseen evil worse than anything else they’ll face. While just trying to stay alive, they become entangled in the battle between the Vigilati and the Lochrim; an archaic sect of witches and the evil creatures they are bred to fight. Unbeknownst to Fate and Matthieu, they are more deeply connected to the Vigilati than either of them could ever imagine.

They must join family and allies of the Vigilati to help save the human world, possibly saving each other along the way. Matthieu teaches Fate how to trust in love again, while she gives him back the one thing he never thought he deserved—family.

Author Bio

JK_PhotoJ.K. Hogan has been telling stories for as long as she can remember, beginning with writing cast lists and storylines for her toys growing up. When she finally decided to put pen to paper, magic happened. She is greatly inspired by all kinds of music and often creates a “soundtrack” for her stories as she writes them. J.K. is hoping to one day have a little something for everyone, so she’s branched out from m/f paranormal romance and added m/m contemporary romance. Who knows what’s next?

J.K. resides in North Carolina, where she was born and raised. A true southern girl at heart, she lives in the country with her husband and young son, a cat, and two champion agility dogs. If she isn’t on the agility field, J.K. can often be found chasing waterfalls in the mountains with her husband, or down in front at a blues concert. In addition to writing, she enjoys training and competing in dog sports, spending time with her large southern family, camping, boating and, of course, reading! For more information, please visit http://www.jkhogan.com.

Links

http://jkhogan.com/
http://twitter.com/JK_Hogan
http://www.facebook.com/OfficialJKHogan
http://www.goodreads.com/jkhogan
http://www.amazon.com/author/jkhogan
http://officialjkhogan.tumblr.com

Buy a copy of the book:

Paperback: http://www.amazon.com/The-Serpents-Fate-Vigilati-Series/dp/0615972594/

kindle: http://www.amazon.com/The-Serpents-Fate-Vigilati-Series-ebook/dp/B00IX9HXNC/

Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-serpents-fate-jk-hogan/1118891038?ean=2940149392698&itm=1&usri=2940149392698

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/418536

Book Excerpt from The Unholy

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The Book Gazette is hosting an excerpt today from supernatural thriller “The Unholy”. Enjoy the excerpt!

Book Excerpt

“Hush now, child,” said a voice she recognized as that of her mother’s

closest friend. “The man cannot harm you, mijita, as long as you are with us.

We will make him think you are dead. But you must be very quiet. Ya no

llores,” the woman warned, raising a finger to her lips.

The woman then carried her into a dark cave illuminated by the light

of a single candle. The cave was frightening, with shadows of what appeared

to be goblins and demons dancing on the red sandstone walls. “I will return for

you soon. You will be safe here,” the woman said. The girl watched the woman

walk away, shivering as a breeze blew through the cave’s narrow passages.

Closing her eyes, she rocked back and forth—imagining herself safe in

her mother’s arms—then opened her eyes to the light of the full moon shining

through the mouth of the cave. The shadows on the walls were just shadows

now, no longer goblins and demons. As she slipped into a trance, images

flickered in her mind. She saw the woman who had brought her to this place

scattering pieces of raw meat around the open mesa where her mother had

struggled, helped by two other women the girl could not identify.

Suddenly, the scene shifted to a stone ledge jutting over the mesa, and

she heard the pounding footsteps of a man running toward the women. The girl

felt her heart race and her breathing quicken, afraid that the bad man would

spot them and kill them. Then the image shifted again, and she now saw on the

mesa three gray wolves circling the raw meat and the man walking away from

the granite ledge. As he left, she heard his thought: The child is dead.

The Unholy

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Author: Paul DeBlassie III

Genre: Psychological / Paranormal Thriller

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.

Author Bio

DeBlassieCMYK4x6419F1233Paul 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 psychological thrillers with an emphasis on the dark side of the human psyche. The mestizo myth of Aztlan, its surreal beauty and natural magic, provides the setting for the dark phantasmagoric narrative in his fiction.  He is a member of the Depth Psychology Alliance, the Transpersonal Psychology Association and the International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy.

Links

website: http://www.pauldeblassieiii.com/
facebook https://www.facebook.com/theunholy.deblassie
twitter https://twitter.com/pdeblassieiii
blog http://pauldeblassieiii.blogspot.com/

Buy a copy of The Unholy on Amazon  http://www.amazon.com/Unholy-Novel-Paul-DeBlassie-III-ebook/dp/B00F8OEH70/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1392232920&sr=8-1&keywords=unholy+paul

Buy a copy on B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-unholy-paul-deblassie/1116061527?ean=9780865349599

Release Day Party Summer’s Shadow

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We’re happy to celebrate the release day party for “Summer’s Shadow”, a young adult novel today. Happy release day!

Buy your copy from Amazon.

Summer’s Shadow

BOOK COVER - Summer's ShadowTitle: Summer’s Shadow

Author: Craig MacLachlan

Genre: YA Fiction

When seventeen-year-old Sierra Winters watches her physical body sink to its death, she realizes a shining silver cord connects her two halves together, but it breaks off from her bellybutton, sinks with her body, and then everything changes when a mysterious boy named Valeck saves her life.

Sierra soon discovers she has stumbled upon a mysterious realm known as The Void, which is filled with mystery, intrigue, danger and love. But upon returning to The Void, she is met by a sinister man known as Maven Kodiak who can manipulate his surroundings into a sickening Rot. Maven wants the power of her silver cord all for himself so he can enter the physical world and conquer it.

On the run from Maven, Sierra struggles to understand her abilities and powers which yield some surprising results. As she and Valeck fall in love, Sierra discovers he is keeping a vital secret from her.

Can Sierra be happy sharing her life between both realms, or will she be forced to choose one over the other forever?

Author Bio

AUTHOR PHOTO 1 - Craig MacLachlanCraig MacLachlan lives in Post Falls, Idaho, USA and is married to Christina. Craig’s passion in life is to tell stories. He started writing at a young age and reads books every chance he gets. His first completed Young Adult novel, SUMMER’S SHADOW, Book One of ‘Sierra Winters and The Void‘, a planned trilogy, is out now and available from online booksellers and high street bookstores by order worldwide. Craig is also working on a Young Adult horror novel and has two short films, “Roger” and “Marbles: A Love Story” he co-wrote with the director. Craig won third place in a one act screenwriting competition sponsored by the Maricopa County Community College District (MCCCD) Creative Writing Competition for 2011-12. Craig is also a story contributor for Young Adult Magazine as well as an article contributor for Zen Life. Craig enjoys, among others, reading, treasure hunting and exploring – and can also name all fifty states in alphabetical order!

SUMMER’S SHADOW is Craig MacLachlan’s first published work.

Links

MediaAria CDM’s website: www.mediaaria-cdm.com

MediaAria CDM’s profile on Goodreads:http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/8792972-mediaaria

Craig MacLachlan profile on MediaAria CDM: http://www.mediaaria-cdm.com/craig-maclachlan/

Craig MacLachlan’s profile on Goodreads:http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5805745.Craig_MacLachlan

AMAZON.COM (US): http://www.amazon.com/SUMMERS-SHADOW-CRAIG-MACLACHLAN/dp/0956531695/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1394105705&sr=8-1&keywords=9780956531698

Book Excerpt from Talking Walls and Cigarettes (And Other Dark Tales)

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The Book Gazette is hosting an excerpt from horror short story anthology “Talking Walls and Cigarettes (And Other Dark Tales). Hope you enjoy it.

Book Excerpt

From “Homecoming” by Erin Beck

The afternoon grew late; dusk approached. The setting sun cast bits of light in through the open blinds reflecting the dust particles that swirled around Doctor Mason’s office. Kyla took her usual seat on the couch opposite the doctor’s leather chair and watched as he clicked on his desk lamp. He grabbed a note pad from his desk then turned to the filing cabinet rummaging through it until he found what he needed.

            “Sorry for the delay.” Dr. Mason said. “Last client ran a little late.”

            “No problem.” Kyla said and thought sure, no problem, I’m only paying a hundred dollars a session.

            Sixteen years of therapy and Kyla was no closer to a “cure” then the day she began. She didn’t know why she bothered other than it was her mother’s dying wish that she continue. Dr. Mason finally took his seat and readied himself with last week’s notes. He flashed her a smile—the ever hopeful doctor—naïve because he was still new. New, as in she had only been seeing him for about a year.

            “So, how’s Michael?” Doctor Mason said. He always began this way, asking about her job or her relationships rather than prodding her for the real reason she continued to seek therapy. She had to admit she liked him for it. She didn’t particularly like talking about the things that plagued her, which is why she sought out a new therapist every time things got a little too heavy.

            “We broke up.” Kyla said.

            “I’m sorry to hear that, was there a particular reason?”

            “He couldn’t handle me anymore.”

            “The nightmares?” The doctor said.

            “That, among other things.”

            “Like your reluctance to grow close and truly connect with another human being?”

            “I guess.” Kyla said turning from the doctor’s gaze and watching the dust particles make their journey. She tried to focus on just one speck, watching it swirl and swirl, lost and perhaps looking for a home, among millions of others of its kind and still somehow so alone. She felt like that speck of dust.

            “And why do you think that is?” Dr. Mason said breaking her from her thoughts.

            “Why what is?”

            “Why you shield yourself from others, build a wall around yourself and block out the love others desperately want to give you?”

            “I don’t know.” She said.

            “You didn’t even cry when your mother died.”

            “Excuse me?” Kyla said completely thrown off guard. “How do you know about my mother?”

            Dr. Mason set down his notepad on the table beside him and leaned forward in his seat. “Kyla, you’ve been in therapy sixteen years, been through seven other doctors. Files and notes have been passed down from one to the next. When you told Dr. Shevly that you wanted a new doctor, she referred you to me and filled me in on your case. She wouldn’t have done that if she didn’t think I could help. Now I know you were very close to your father, and that his leaving you and your mother devastated you.”

            “He didn’t leave, he was taken.” She said before she could stop herself.

            “Taken? Well, let’s talk about that.”

 

About the Book

Talking Walls and Cigarettes coverTitle: Talking Walls and Cigarettes (And Other Dark Tales)

Author: Erin Beck and Kelli Beck

Genre: Horror,  Short Story Anthology

Talking Walls and Cigarettes is a collection of seven dark short stories that deals with both real life monsters and those that dwell within us. A bartender still grieving the tragic death of her brother, shunning from her family, and the whispers in the street is visited by a man who appears out of thin air to offer her a way out of her own personal hell in The Salesman. A poor family is cursed by a mysterious old man in the woods and the children are at risk for falling victim to their parent’s unspeakable acts in Porcelain. The title story follows a man as he is tormented by demons in his own mind. In Homecoming, can a young woman find what she’s looking for years after her father’s abduction by other-worldly beings?

Author Bio

Erin Beck was born and raised on the mean streets of Chatsworth Illinois.  Every day was a struggle to survive, to overcome, to persevere.  At the age of twelve, she took up writing.  This passion for the written word saved her from such fates as teen pregnancy and tooth decay, that which have befallen many other great Chastworthians.  Erin is also the author of The Pursuit of Hair and co-author of Grabappleberry Punch: The Adventures of Mister Tennison Volumes One and Two.  Her influences include Kurt Vonnegut, Stephen King, and Christopher Moore.  Erin spends her leisure time tossing a ball around with her dogs and parasailing, and has on more than one occasion been caught napping in a box full of packing peanuts.  She is a drop-out of Hogwarts where she majored in English and minored in the contortion arts.  She has scaled the dark tower; she has trekked through middle earth; and she thinks cannibalism is a real hoot.  Erin now lives in the woods with her boyfriend and survives off of insects and pine needles.  She wrote portions of this short fiction collection on homemade paper and her own blood.

kelli bio picWhen she is not gold mining or globetrotting with her husband, Kelli spends her time writing, reading, and playing with her two dogs. Often described as “worldly” and “well-traveled,” Kelli is envied amongst co-workers and friends alike. She has a knack for reading minds and can often predict the future. Many people worldwide come to her for financial advice and money as she is the sole proprietor of the only money tree in existence. Her heroes include her father, Stephen King, and Albus Dumbledore. She has read the Harry Potter series many times over and is proud to share her birthday with The Chosen One. She has been described as a fearless leader, charismatic, even bulletproof.

Links

http://www.amazon.com/Talking-Walls-Cigarettes-Other-Tales-ebook/dp/B00FPRZ4A4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1391020263&sr=8-1&keywords=talking+walls+and+cigarettes

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/talking-walls-and-cigarettes-erin-beck/1117156441?ean=9781492265191

 

http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/talking-walls-and-cigarettes