Friday, June 28, 2013

Today the Spotlight is on A Touch of Honor Excerpt and Give away

A Touch of Honor (The Honor Trilogy #1)
by J.P. Grider
YA Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Fated Hearts Publishing
Release Date: March 13, 2013
Heat Level: Sweet
Length: 224 pages

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Honor hurts…all the time. The doctors say she’s fine – it’s all in her head. But Honor feels pain. What she doesn’t know is…it’s not her pain– it’s everyone else’s.

Seventeen year-old Honor Stevens is not an ordinary teenager. Sure, she looks like one on the outside…but on the inside, there’s a whole world of pain going on. Honor is an empath. That means she can feel other people’s pain – like that of the girl who is about to be raped in the woods, or the girl who is dying of cancer, or her mom…who is suffering a heart attack. What she doesn’t know is what Ethan Sutherland comes to town to tell her – she can save these people. But at what cost? For every life Honor saves, she knocks years off her own.

When Ethan comes looking for her, he isn’t counting on falling in love. Now that he has, he wishes he hadn’t told her about her abilities. Though he tries his best to talk her out of saving every soul, Ethan loses the battle – Honor’s too nice for her own good.

Then there’s the matter of Ethan’s estranged, morally corrupt half-brother, Storm – he loves Honor too. And because Honor is intrinsically empathic, she’s aware of Storm’s softer side and begins falling for him as well.

When the two brothers are forced to work together against a group of evil empaths who are after Honor, they need to put their differences aside and focus on saving the one girl they both love.

A Touch of Honor is a paranormal love story of a different kind. In a world gone mad with vampires and werewolves, A Touch of Honor tugs at the heartstrings with a girl out to heal the world…one person at a time.

He takes hold of my hand, and we proceed to the wooden playground area off to the side of the library. A maze of playthings built from wood will serve as the background to, I suspect, a life-changing turn of events.

We ascend the wooden…plank, I think to myself, though it is really a wooden ramp. But “walkin’ the plank”seems so much more appropriate at this time. Since, unfortunately, I intuit a death sentence on the horizon.

“Honor,” Ethan starts, sitting down on one of the built-in benches. Of course, I follow. “I’ve been having this conversation with myself all afternoon,” he drops his head back against the seat’s wall and shuts his eyes. “Yet I still don’t know where to begin.” He opens his eyes and raises his head. Looking straight at me, right into my own violet eyes, he blurts out, “You’re adopted. You do know that, right?”

Now if I had not been aware of this fact already, I’d be quite traumatized right now. In fact, I’d have become just a bit unhinged at the moment. Come to think of it, I am anyway. “How do you know this?” I ask, astounded that he is aware of something so personal.

“Oh my God, Honor,” he puts his hand on my knee, “you didn’t know?” he asks, shocked.

Pulling my knee out from under his hand, I slide as far over as possible. But when I turn to face him, I swear…there’s a tear falling down his cheek. This tempers my anger…a little. “Yes,” I answer, hearing the sardonic tone in my voice. “I knew. I know…”

Ethan moves toward me.

“But…how do you know? We’ve kept this a secret. No one knows.” Tingly chills run up my spine. I am suddenly afraid.

“Your mother’s name was Hanna. Your father…Daniel. Your last name was Robinson.” Ethan ceases to talk, probably surmising, correctly, my need to absorb this new piece of intelligence about my own life.

Too dumb-stricken for words, I remain silently in awe.

“They gave you up for adoption…because they were dying,” Ethan resumes. “They were only in their early twenties.”

Hearing this makes me sadder than I’ve ever been. My body goes slack, and my eyes begin to burn. My mom, the one who raised me, had told me that my mother, the biological one, was dying when she gave me up. But I’d no idea she was so young. And no one had ever mentioned a father. There is a hollowness in my chest that I’d never known. A vacant home that had been hidden away, not knowing my true identity, now manifests into a cavernous canyon, because now I do know.

“You are from a special breed of people, Honor.” Unaware of the current turmoil taking place in my mind…and my heart, Ethan keeps on talking. “The violet eyes?” He pauses for a reaction from me, which he gets in the form of a blank stare. “They’re characteristic of your true nature.”

There is just no voice in me. All my thoughts are actually knotted into one mess of a ball in the pit of my stomach, where I can feel it trying to find its way up my esophagus. I want to vomit.

“Honor?” Ethan probes, as if I’m not listening. “All that pain you feel…day in and day out,” he pauses and is intent on looking me directly in the eyes, “and healing your mother. You know…you did do that. You know that, don’t you?”

I just shake my head slowly, hand over my mouth.

“Honor Nicole Robinson Stevens.”

My head moves back and forth quickly now, unable to grasp this. My hand is still covering my mouth.

Ethan will not stop.

“You feel people’s pain…Honor.” Ethan shakes his head now. “It is…a horrible existence, Honor, I’m not going to lie.” Tears roll down his face again. “But you are special.”

He smiles through his tears.

“You…” His head drops in a slight bow. “You can heal people…you are an empath, Honor. You take on the hurt and the pain of others…and you can take them away.”

About the Author: 
J.P. Grider, born in Paterson, New Jersey as Julianne Pellegrino, was raised in Haledon, New Jersey, the oldest of six siblings. Her love of writing started early in her childhood, when she started writing poetry in-between homework assignments. As part of a school work program as a Journalism major in High School, J.P. Grider worked as a freelance reporter for a local newspaper, writing feature stories about exceptional high-school classmates. She studied Television Production and Film Writing at Seton Hall University in South Orange, New Jersey, where she graduated with a Bachelor's degree in Communications.

Two of J.P. Grider's novels have won awards in the Textnovel Writing Contest, with her recently published, Unplugged (A Portrait of a Rock Star) reaching Semi-finalist position. Though Unplugged is not her first novel written, it is the first to be published. Her second novel, Maybe This Life, published Summer 2012, was actually her first attempt at writing a novel. After completing the whole manuscript, Grider decided to scrap the whole thing and rewrite Maybe This Life from scratch. In Grider's opinion, the difference between the two were night and day.

Currently, J.P. Grider is working on a Young Adult Paranormal love story and continues to work on stories in her main genre, Contemporary/Paranormal romance.

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Prize is an autographed print copy of 
"A Touch of Honor (The Honor Trilogy #1)" 
from J.P. Grider. 
Contest is tour-wide and ends July 4.
 Must be 18 years of age or older to enter. 


River Valley Collection Book Tour Excerpt and Give away

Riversong (River Valley Collection #1)
by Tess Thompson
Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Booktrope
Heat Level: Steamy
Length: 278 pages

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When Lee Tucker's husband commits suicide, he leaves her pregnant and one million dollars in debt to a loan shark. Out of options, she escapes to her deceased mother's dilapidated house located in a small Oregon town that, like her, is financially ruined, heartbroken and in desperate need of a fresh start. Lee's resilience leads to a plan for a destination restaurant named Riversong, to new chances for passion and love, and to danger from her dead husband's debt as her business blooms.

Author Tess Thompson (formerly known as Tess Hardwick) assembles a colorful cast of endearing small-town characters and takes you on a journey that will make you believe in the possibilities of life - even in the face of overwhelming adversity and unimaginable grief. Lee Tucker is the kind of woman you find yourself rooting for long after the last page is read.

A surprising mix of romance, humor, friendship, intrigue and gourmet food - Riversong entertains while reminding you of life's greatest gifts.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.

Riverbend (River Valley Collection #2)
by Tess Thompson
Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Booktrope
Heat Level: Steamy
Length: 272 pages

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“Tag. I found you.”

Just as Annie Bell’s reputation as one of the best chefs in the Pacific Northwest grows to new heights, she receives a threatening phone call from her abusive ex-boyfriend. Marco is out on parole and hungry for revenge, blaming her for his ten-year imprisonment. Fearing for her life and that of her young son, Annie reluctantly accepts help from Drake Webber, a cold and wealthy recluse hiding a dark history of his own. Supported by the gang of misfits from their restaurant Riversong, Annie forges ahead despite her growing terror that Marco will appear at any moment and make good on his threats.

Author Tess Thompson reunites the colorful cast of endearing small-town characters from her bestselling novel Riversong and takes you on a journey that will renew your faith in love, friendship and the power of community – even in the face of seemingly insurmountable grief and fear. You’ll find yourself once again cheering for the residents of River Valley, especially the big-hearted and compassionate Annie Bell.

Escape with a blend of love, laughter, friendship, suspense and gourmet food while remembering it’s never too late for second chances.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.

About the Author: 

Tess Thompson is a mother before all else, and a writer after that. After honing her craft in theater with a prize-winning play titled My Lady’s Hand, her heart was called to a different storytelling medium: the great American novel.

She is currently working on an ambitious historical fiction trilogy inspired by a story from her great-grandmother. The first of these, Riversong (Booktrope Editions), went on to become #1 on Barnes and Noble’s Nook Book chart in October 2011. Two years after its release, readership of Riversong continued to grow, spending weeks in the top 100 Kindle bestsellers. The second installment, Riverbend, is scheduled for release in May of 2013.

In March of 2012, Tess was honored to contribute to Write For the Fight, Booktrope’s collection of essays reflecting on life’s past, present and future. All proceeds from the sales of this collection benefit breast cancer research.

Like her main character in Riversong, Tess hails from a small town in southern Oregon. She currently lives in a suburb of Seattle, Washington with her two young daughters – a card shark working her way toward the tables of Atlantic City, the other a princess in training – and their wild but lovable dog, Patches.

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Riverbend (River Valley Collection #2)
by Tess Thompson

EXCERPT 1 (From the Prologue)

That night, just shy of midnight, she opened the window wide enough for someone to jump through. Dressed in lacy lingerie, she painted her mouth with lipstick. She sprinkled the pillows with drops of the men’s cologne. Then she climbed into bed, clutching the telephone in one hand and the meth in the other. And she waited.

Marco came home twenty minutes later. Annie knew he was the plus ten kind of drunk by the way he slammed into the hall table and the subsequent heavy and unsteady footsteps down the hallway as he made his way to the bedroom. She’d invented a scale to gauge Marco’s drunkenness. Five was the afternoon kind of drunk while watching football with some of his buddies. He was harmless then, almost playful. Anything above an eight meant that he would have his fists on her before he passed out on the bed.

His footsteps were closer to the bedroom now. She dialed 911, speaking quietly into the phone. “I’m being beaten by my boyfriend. Send police to 8011 Alvarado right away.” She hung up, bracing for the worst, hoping they would arrive in time.

Then he was in the doorway, his red eyes scanning the room, taking in the open window, her lingerie, and her painted mouth.

He yanked her from the bed, tearing the front of her nightgown apart so that she was in only her panties. “You little slut. You had someone here? In my bed?” He went to the window, shouting into the night like a crazed animal, “Where is the son of a bitch?” Slamming the window shut and locking it, he turned towards her, utter rage displayed on his now almost purple face. A vein popped from his forehead; his pulse beat wildly at his neck. Then, he lurched towards her, yanking her up by her mane of thick curls. She closed her eyes, knowing the pain was coming, and slipped the meth into his pants pocket.

Please, God, don’t let him hurt the baby.

He slammed her against the wall, smashing his fist into her face. She felt blood from her nose mixing with tears she could not control. But she did not cry out. She did not beg him to stop as she sometimes did. This time they were coming. She must hold on until they got here, until they could see what he did to her.

He shook her now so that her teeth rattled inside her head. “What? You’re not bothering to lie to me tonight?” He punched her face again, slamming her head against the wall. He tossed her on the floor and straddled her before slamming her head into the floor over and over. Then he was up, leering over her. He kicked her in the side, hard, with the toe of his boot. She cried out from the pain. She moved her hands over her stomach. She couldn’t get a breath. Had he cracked her rib? Please, God, protect the baby.

He was on top of her again, slamming her head on the rug.

Next, she heard a loud thump. Was it the sound of the door being kicked in? Yes. That was it. There were footsteps, too. Running feet. They were here. Finally someone would see what he did. Her sight was blurry now, her eyes swollen almost shut and stinging from the blood that dripped into them. But she no longer felt the pain. It was as if she were out of her body now and merely a spectator. And then suddenly Marco was no longer on top of her.

Through her dim vision, she saw there were two of them, dressed in blue uniforms and carrying long black sticks. One of them smacked Marco on the head with his club. Marco cried out and held his head in his hands.

“Check his pants pocket,” she managed to croak out.

One pulled Marco’s arms behind his back while the other searched his pockets. “Meth,” he said, opening the package.

One cop handcuffed him as the other one read him his rights, just like in the movies.

“You piece of shit,” said the shorter cop to Marco. “You’re going away for this and the drugs.”

“The lying whore had a man in here,” said Marco. “Everyone knows I have every right to kill the bitch.” He turned to look at her. “You’ll pay for this if it’s the last thing I ever do.”

She turned her face away as the cops shoved him towards the door.

An EMT was above her now. He was tan and had blond hair bleached almost white from sun. A surfer, maybe. The pain had found its way back to her consciousness. She moaned as he examined her.

“Bastard broke her arm. And a rib too, I think.”

“I didn’t have a man here,” she whispered.

“It’s all right. Don’t talk.”

“I’m pregnant.”

His eyebrows went up and down. There was alarm in his eyes but his voice was soothing. “Okay, kiddo. You’re gonna be fine. The ambulance will take you to the hospital.”

“I don’t have any insurance.” Her throat was so dry. If only she had some water.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll figure that out later.”

“Am I dying?”

“No, you’re gonna be fine, kid. Just hang in there.” He was gently probing her stomach, his fingers pushing into the extra flesh.

“I’m sorry I’m so fat,” she said, tears leaking out the corners of her eyes.

“Shush now. Just stay still. It’ll be all right soon.”

“Hold my hand until they come?”

“Of course,” he said, taking it between both of his. Her hands were the only part of her body that didn’t hurt.

“Jesus, what an animal,” she heard him say as she felt herself drifting away.

Prize is 10 eBook copies (1 each to 10 winners) 
of "Riversong (River Valley Collection #1) " 
from Tess Thompson. 
Contest is tour-wide and ends July 13. 
Must be 18 years of age or older to enter. 


Thursday, June 27, 2013

Rescued From the Dark, A Review

Rescued From the Dark
Lynda Kaye Frazier
Contemporary Erotic Romance/ Suspense

She has no memory of their love… 

Kidnapped by terrorists and sent into a drug-induced coma, FBI intern Mercedes Kingsley awakes with no memory of her ordeal—or the intimate interlude that left her pregnant. Convinced her child was fathered by her ex-fiancĂ©, Mercy walks away from the only man she has ever loved, determined to make things work with her ex, a man the FBI suspects is implicated in her abduction. 

He knows the truth, but no one will listen… 

FBI undercover agent Jason Michaels remembers what Mercy can’t and those memories are breaking his heart. Forced to keep his distance from his lover and their unborn child, Jason risks his life to protect Mercy from a cell of international terrorists who have vowed to get the secrets locked in her memory, no matter the cost. Can Jason convince Mercy to trust him until she remembers their past, or will he lose her to a man who will trap her in a nightmare world of darkness from which there is no escape?

About the author

Lynda Kaye Frazier spends her days working for a group of Cardiologists doing ultrasounds, then each evening she’s in front of her computer working on her next story. She grew up in Pennsylvania, but now lives in Arkansas where she enjoys the four seasons without a long, cold winter. She’s an avid reader of romantic suspense, which is the genre that she writes. Other than spending time with her family, she enjoys writing, reading, going to the movies, listening to music, and—her most favorite—going to the beach. Surf, sand, and a good book— her stress relief.

What others say about this book:

5.0 out of 5 stars A book you can really dig into! February 17, 2013
Format:Kindle Edition|Amazon Verified Purchase
This is a wonderful debut novel written by Lynda Kaye Frazier. It's a riveting romantic thriller revolving around a special ops mission, kidnapping and deception. I have to say, I'm impressed with the intricate plot this new author has devised. She's provided vivid imagery and has developed a strong force of players.

The story is involved, and the author has pulled it all together by making us feel for all of the characters and the situations they find themselves in. I'd recommend Rescued from the Dark for anyone desiring an action packed adventure with the added bonus of romance. I understand this is the first of a series of eight books. I'm looking forward to Lynda's next novel.

5.0 out of 5 stars Amazingly intense book by a new author!March 20, 2013
This review is from: Rescued from the Dark (Kindle Edition)
This book will have you so mad, so scared and so emotionally wrung out you will want to pull your hair out. Rescued from the Dark is one of the best romantic suspense books I have ever read. If this is the author's first book, I can't imagine how the next books will be. This was amazing! It's my favorite book so far in 2013. I can't wait to read more about the team introduced here. The author's website says they are coming soon.
Lynda Kaye Frazier is a very talented writer. She definitely knows how to write romantic suspense. I was drawn into this book immediately, and it still hasn't released me. I can't wait to read more of her work! 

My 3.5 Stars Review

This were a difficult read, and to be honest there were a few times I wanted to throw in the towel on this book. The multiple characters, each in its own story line kept the book busy, exhausting with no clear main character that you would find in many other books.  Although the story was about the budding romance between Jason and Mercy and the kidnapping, finding the real villains  the attention was not on them for the duration of the book. The story continually flipped from one character to the other so that you struggled to keep up.  Leaving many gaps in the story line that left you with a frown half of the time. 
The characters was in my mind way too emotional for harden federal agents. We know that these men has to handle a lot of strain because of the pressure of this job. So their emotional unbalance unnerved me. Especially with all the various twists in this plot. Many scenarios were confusing at times, and I could not understand the reasoning behind them.  Causing more frowns. 
It was only the last part of the book that I really could connect with Jason and Mercy and the love they shared. Staying alive through all the ordeals the author has set in motion and trusting that all will work out at the end of the day. Their unwavering faith in each other that rescued them from the dark. A well fitting name for the book.

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Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Introducing Knotted Roots A YA Romance Give away and Review

Book Blurb:
Partying with friends and scoring a flawless tan is about all Roxie has on her list of things to make her Hampton's summer perfect.
Her parents, however, have other plans and Grandma Betty's farm is just one of them.
Just as her life is in shambles and the quaint town is suffocating her, she meets Chase.
Somewhere in the mix of bummer summer and small town doldrums, he becomes the boy she can't seem to avoid falling for. Just adding him to the picture, her stay starts to get better, even if she knows it has to end with the summer holidays.
That is until Betty drops a life-shattering bomb.
Roxie must make a choice that will change her life forever. What happens when a spoiled brat from New York learns the true meaning of love, loss, and forgiveness?
Can Chase and Roxie find a way to be together or is this just another summer romance?

Links for Book: Goodreads

About the Author:
If you had asked 6 year old Ruthi what she wanted to be when she grew up, she would have told you a Rock Star. Those dreams faded to the background when she found out who the true Rock Stars are: Authors.
She has always had a fascination with books, losing herself completely in numerous books, enjoying the worlds she found that were so unlike her own. They were her escape, and eventually became her passion.
Her family has been putting up with her and her incoherent ramblings while she worked on her debut novel, Knotted Roots. Her five year old and Fiance have suffered through many “fend for yourself” nights, but somehow still manage to love her anyway.
She is now attending the Southern New Hampshire University, working on her Bachelor’s in Creative Writing/Fiction so that she can create her own worlds for others to fall in love with.
Okay, now that I’m done talking in the third person, let me just say that I love connecting with people via Facebook, Goodreads, my blog, etc. If you would like to chat, you can usually find me online at any given time. I also want to say thank you to each and every person who reads my book. It was a labor of love and I truly hope that you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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My 5 Star Review

Loved this story! I loved the makings of the different relationships each with its own tensions and stories and how the author brought it all together in an entertaining read. Filled with intrigue this story was believable, the characters sound and lovable. The plot well executed and every scene a building brick to the final outcome. I would love to read more about Roxie and Chase's growing relationship, with her explosive nature it can produce more drama and finally maybe, who the book! **smile**

We learned about Roxie a self-absorbed brat from New York City, send away to a farm in Podunk South Carolina to live with her grandmother for the summer holidays. Thinking the world owes her and therefor she can act the way she does without getting close or caring for the people who proved to be her real friends at the end. To say it plainly her attitude stinks from the moment you are introduced to her, but as the story progress she changed, as well. This change led to great changes in her life and outlook, and she became a respectfully character that I could love.

Chase...oh my word, adorable and extremely cute. I think I need more daughters, this one is a definite keeper **smile** I loved his strong personality, putting up with the city girl with patience that I would not have endured. Dealing with his own hurts he took a chance, and out of it a sweet romance was born.

Grandma Betty, a delightful and truly wise woman, caught this young lady's attention. Teaching her there was more to life than just what she sees. Loving and accepting Roxie for whom she is.

The other characters timing was well placed building the story with each scene making this an enjoyable read for young and old. Well crafted till the very end with a appropriate name for the book. Love the cover.

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Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Inspired author John Daly is on my blog today with his new release From a dead sleep.

"I used Grammarly to grammar check this post, because I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.
— Anne Frank

Guest Post with John Daly

A question commonly asked of authors is who or what inspires them. It’s a perfectly prudent question. After all, it takes a lot of motivation to write books. That motivation has to be driven by something, right?
Yet, I've always had a problem defining where exactly my inspiration to write comes from. I don’t have a heartwarming story about an exceptional English teacher who took me under his or her wing, or a family member who encouraged me to write stories when I was little. The truth is that I developed a fascination with writing all on my own, and well into my adult years. It’s simply something I enjoy doing because it allows me to express myself in a fulfilling way. It gives me an opportunity to create a world for others to be drawn into and interpret in their own way. That alone is gratifying to me.
As a person and not specifically as a writer, there are certainly many people who have left a lasting impression in my heart and mind – people who have motivated me to put forth my best effort in life.
I’ll tell a story I've actually never shared with anyone before…
When I was in the third or fourth grade, I used to walk several blocks to get home from school each day. One day, a large, loud garbage truck pulled up beside me on a street corner. Riding on the back of it was a worker who was wearing a dark ski cap and large, yellow earphones. He was really jamming out to whatever music was blaring through them, bobbing his head up and down and pressing his upper teeth to his lower lip. He was a black man, which I saw very few of back then in the Colorado suburb where I grew up. He was so animated and immersed in his music that I couldn't help but form a smile at the sight of him.
He noticed my smile, and he cracked one of his own in return. He quickly jumped down from the truck, grabbed a couple of overflowing trashcans from the edge of a driveway, and emptied them into the compactor. Once he was back up on the truck, he turned to me, and for a moment removed his earphones.
“Stay in school!” he told me. “Stay in school so you won’t have to do this when you grow up!”
His earphones then went back on his head, he grooved back into his music, and the truck carried him off down a side-street. I never saw him again.
It’s a memory that has stuck with me for over three decades. I think it left such a lasting impression because of how thoughtful and personal his advice was. He had no reason to offer it to me, but in doing so, it carried more weight than it ever could have, had it come from my parents or a teacher. It was the kind of guidance spawned from self-examination and honesty, and the type that truly motivates people to do their very best, not just in school but in everything.
It may sound odd, but it’s those kinds of people - the nameless but memorable ones that have carved out an image in my heart with their selflessness – that I've probably derived the most inspiration from.
And now as I’m writing this, I suppose I could really cite that revolving door of intriguing strangers as having a specific influence on my writing, after all.
The fiction stories I've worked on as a writer are very character-driven. I've always been of the belief that interesting, compelling characters are as important – if not more important – than the story itself.
Some of the most fascinating characters I've created were inspired by actual people of whom I've never officially met, but observed from a distance.
In my novel, “From a Dead Sleep”, several physical features and habitual traits of both the protagonist and antagonist were derived from people I watched in the waiting room of a local blood plasma bank I used to frequent during stressful economic times.
I’d find myself imagining those people’s backstories based on my observations of their behavior and their interactions with others. I would then funnel those personas into the development of different characters.
When you’re sitting among people in a plasma blank, no one’s trying to be anything they’re not. People are typically there because they've fallen on hard times and are trying to earn a little extra money. They’re unguarded. They’re raw. They’re real.

And when people are real, I find them inspirational.

Few residents in the small, secluded mountain town of Winston, Colorado, have kind words to say about Sean Coleman. He's a bully, a drunk, and a crime show addicted, armchair detective with an overactive imagination. After a night of poor judgment, Sean finds himself the sole witness to the unusual suicide of a mysterious stranger. With the body whisked away in the chilling rapids of a raging river, no one believes Sean's account. Tormented over the doubts and mockery of the people of Winston, Sean embarks on a far reaching crusade that takes him across the country in search of the dead man's identity and personal vindication. At the end, he hopes to find redemption and the truth--but sometimes the truth is better left unknown. There are times when the truth invites evil. There are times when the truth can get you killed.

Buy link: Amazon

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