Monday, November 25, 2019

Murder - A Holiday Gift!

It was a matter of beginner’s luck, but rookie detective Steven Quaid’s career and reputation as an elite investigator skyrocketed when he captured one of the most sadistic serial killers in Alaskan history: Stowy Jenkins, AKA the Snowman.

But that was ten years ago.

And now… Jenkins is back.

Escaped from prison and on the move, his bloodlust is stronger than ever, and his methods of torture are even more horrifying than before. As his bloody rampage continues and the number of mutilated bodies mounts, terrified Alaskans increasingly doubt Quaid’s ability to catch the killer again.

The detective’s reputation is on the line, and he’s going to need a lot more than luck, because this time, Jenkins is driven by more than the thrill of a random kill. This time, it’s more personal. He’s out for revenge…and his ultimate target is Quaid.

In a deadly game of cat-and-mouse, Jenkins starts picking off the people in Quaid’s life…slowly, gradually tightening his circle of corpses…and drawing ever closer to the most important person in Quaid’s life...his wife.

Can Quaid do the impossible again? Can he outmaneuver the killer, or has the detective's luck finally run out?


Please note: The Snowman's return is violent, brutal and not for the weak of heart. Read at your own risk.

Monday, November 18, 2019

Sunday, November 17, 2019

A Funny Thing Happened . . .


A week ago, I was going gangbusters on my goal to write the 6th book in my Detective Quaid Series called A Passion for Murder. But then it all came to a sudden stop!

At first, I thought it was just a little burnout or the dreaded writers' block, but the truth – I’ve grown to hate my subject matter. I simply couldn’t write another graphic murder. It’d become too much. I thought, wait a day or two, or three and work on finishing the edits for book 5, Murder, Just Because, but the same thing happened. MJB is a book I’d hoped to have published by years end, but I couldn’t stand reading the chapters where murder had occurred. These were words I’d already written, but I wasn’t interested in rereading them.

 If I can’t read my words why would anyone else? 

I recently read a quote that said, “Failure can be a comma, or a full stop. You choose.”

While I’ll fail to win at NANO this year, I’m hoping my “Full Stop” is only a comma and that I’ll figure out my next writing path soon.

But at the moment, this is where I’m standing - on a road with no clear direction.

Photo by Oliver Roos on Unsplash