Friday, November 21, 2014

Virtual Book Tour & Giveaway for Deceived by L.A. Starkey

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Welcome to my stop on the Virtual Book Tour, presented by Goddess Fish Promotions, for Deceived by L.A. Starkey.  Please leave a comment or question for Laurie to let her know you stopped by.  You can enter her tour wide giveaway, for a $50 Amazon/B&N GC, by filling out the Rafflecopter form below.  You can also follow the rest of Laurie’s tour by clicking on the banner above.  The more stops you visit, the better your odds of winning. 





 Q:  What is the story of your first kiss?
Laurie:  It was behind a big oak free in Kindergarten and he was the cutest boy in our class. I’m thinking I might have just qualified myself as a hooch, but that’s okay. I’d lie about not kissing him if my mother asked.


Q:  Do you like kissing in public?
Laurie:  My hubby and I are affectionate, so I don’t mind a quick peck in public. I’m not at all cool with a couple macking down in the middle of a group of people and will be the one to remind them to “get a room” without breaking a sweat.


Q:  What is the sweetest thing someone has done for you?
Laurie:  When my husband and I were dating, we went on a trip about two hours from home and I already had two little girls (2ys old and 3 yrs old). We were going to visit a really neat park the following day, just he and I, and I mentioned multiple times how much I wish the girls were going with us. I woke up the next morning to find him gone – he said to the donut store. He showed up thirty minutes later with my baby girls. He’d driven 4 hours round trip (getting up at 4ish) to go get them. He proposed on that trip and of course I said yes.


Q:  What kind of music you like?
Laurie:  I love alternative, hip hop, rock and some heavy metal. I listen to everything my teenage girls do, including contemporary Christian music and I love to play classical on our piano. Music is one of my many muses.


Q:  Do you like to dance?
Laurie:  Heavens yes, though I rarely do it anymore. I danced my whole life as a child and early teen and then hit a few too many nightclubs as a young adult. Now in my thirties, I dance around the kitchen to embarrass my kids – which they love, as do I.

Deceived
By L.A. Starkey
Soul Keepers, Book 1

Publisher:  L.A. Starkey
Release Date: August 29, 2014
Genre:  YA Paranormal
Length:  498 Pages
ISBN: 9781500927875
ASIN: B00N1F8ULW

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About the book:  

They say a soul is the immaterial essence, the animating principal, the actuating cause of an individual life.

But what if you had to share yours with the one person you hated the most?

The soul mate principal states that for every one soul there is another that will recognize its match, hence creating the perfect union.

But what if you had two soul mates, which would you choose?

What if your choices had eternal ramification?

Deceived, the debut novel in the Soul Keeper Series, is a modern day love story about the implications of having more than one soul mate, and having to choose between the two of them. The decisions of the gods has left the next generation, their heirs, torn between fate and reality, and the balance of the future hangs in anticipation of what's to come.



EXCERPT


He stopped just before her, his gaze locked on hers, and try though she may words escaped her cry for assistance. His piercing jade eyes bore into her, dark orange rays stretching lazily from the iris, his skin seeming to glitter as if kissed by the sun.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

“For me?” Sam blinked in surprise, taking a hesitant step back.

“Ah, Samantha,” he breathed out, his brow creasing ever so slightly. “Same questions every time, my love. Shall I give you the same answers?”

 “W-what a-answers?” She shook her head, attempting to draw in a breath that wasn’t filled with the smell of pure male.

There would be no relaxing in front of him for something was so very familiar and yet alarming to all of her protective senses. Brick by brick, her heart constructed a thick wall that would promise protection. He took a step forward and reached for her hand, but was a bit too late to infiltrate her senses as the wall was up and impenetrable.

She exhaled softly as their skin connected and instinctively let her fingers wrap around his as a sign of friendship. The warmth of his touch sent tingles racing along the corridors of her body and yet still the cold loneliness remained because she demanded it so. No one would ever penetrate her defenses again. Self-preservation had become her lifelong companion simply because life required such company.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Laurie Starkey is the author of the upcoming Soul Keeper Series, a supernatural young adult series, and The Liarus Detective Series, a supernatural middle grade series. She lives in Houston, Texas with her husband, Jacob and three beautiful kiddos.

She is a CPA by trade, a church planter and entrepreneur at heart; however, writing and reading are passions she just can't help but indulge in. With more ideas that one person should be allowed, she is blessed to have a muse that doesn't seem to take a vacation and more energy that one might consider healthy.



Twitter: LAStarkey







Virtual Book Tour & Giveaway for Devils in the Dark by Marcus Damanda


Welcome to my stop on the Virtual Book Tour for Devils in the Dark, presented by Bridging the Gap Promotions, by Marcus Damanda.  Please leave a comment or question for Marcus to let him know you stopped by.  You can enter his giveaway, for an 1 eCopy of Devils in the Dark, by leaving a comment below.  You can also follow the rest of his tour here.  





Writing Horror for Today's Teens--What The Walking Dead's Popularity Has Changed by Marcus Damanda

The nice thing about zombies is that you can trust them. No. Really. Think about it.

I know, they want to rip you apart, eat you and all that stuff, but bear with me for a sec. In any given situation, you know just how a zombie will behave. There are no surprises or betrayals. Zombies are faultlessly consistent; you know just how to deal with them. There are no variables.

One of my students once wore a shirt into school that read, "The worst thing about a zombie apocalypse would be pretending I'm not having a great time."

People, on the other hand, are difficult. They lie. They cheat, stab you in the back. Today's teenagers are old enough to know all this. The truth is, today's teenagers, far from being the spoiled little monsters they are accused of being, have a much harder time of it than I had at their age (I'm forty-four years old). They're asked to do more, be more, than any generation of kids that came before them. There are very few stay-at-home parents. Childrearing is often delegated to coaches, teachers--pick your class of grownup--and we all fail them, at one time or another.

If the biggest thing we had to worry about was a worldwide zombie infestation, life really would, at least, be much simpler.

In THE WALKING DEAD, the zombies are the constant, the background threat that never changes. It's the PEOPLE who provide the surprises and make us crazy. As for all the splattering gore and dangling entrails, well, that's just window dressing. We're all--kids and grownups alike--kind of immune to the novelty of it by now.

And so, for the wider genre and world of teen horror, I think that kids will respond to the terrifying effects real life has on us--dressed in a good ghost story, of course. Or zombies, or vampires--whatever. That's why the "edge" in my book, DEVILS IN THE DARK, is sharpened upon the cruelty realistic characters perpetrate on one another: kids who drive each other to self-destructive, nearly fatal acts of desperation. The quest to survive the horrors of real life are at its core, even as 1000 ghosts move in to wreak vengeance on the bullies in question.

What does the popularity of THE WALKING DEAD teach us about today's teenagers, about this growing and influential audience of readers? Simple. The devil you know is preferable to the devil you cannot predict. And that latter devil, the unpredictable one, is the one we have to battle down in the real world every day: our own imperfect nature.


Devils in the Dark
by Marcus Damanda
The Devil in Miss Drake's Class, Book 1

Publisher:  Evernight Teen
Release Date:  November 14, 2014
Genre:  16+ / horror/paranormal/27K
Length:  102 Pages
ISBN: 9781772330960
ASIN: B00PEOBAAG

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About the book: 

To most of the Facebook 15, bullying Audrey Bales was just a game—until two deep cuts with a Swiss army knife changed everything forever. Audrey didn’t want attention anymore. After five weeks at Fairview High School, Audrey wanted to die. 

The doctors did the only thing they could with her: they put her away. 

But in Fairview, Virginia, the nightmare is only beginning. The chat session had not gone unobserved. The Facebook 15 have drawn the attention of an ancient evil that lives only to punish those who would prey upon the weak. 

They are the ghosts of 1,000 dead children—1,000 suicides—and their master… 
Their master likes Audrey Bales. 


And as Audrey attempts to heal her mind and body, far from home, their master prepares for the revenge he will unleash upon her return.


Excerpt

Underneath the blackened veil of her powered-off monitor, the comments kept coming, kept taunting her.

The observer had stopped watching. He leaned back in his chair, head upturned to the ceiling, eyes closed, still eating. The overripe apple had a worm in it, and he sucked it down.

He projected his sight outward, miles and miles from his little home. He didn’t know where he was anymore.

Somebody’s house. An empty room. A closet.

Here he first saw the girl, the one they were tormenting. Her Facebook icon had shown only a skull and crossbones. In real life, she might have been pretty, if she had not worked so hard to hide it.


Familiar too. Something in her eyes and her lips.


She was close, very close, to a bad decision.

She was imagining the ghost of her brother and talking to it, opening boxes that contained his possessions. She listened to him speak words the observer could not hear. Oh, he wished he could. From this distance all he could hear was the pain inside of her, the loneliness, screams within whispers. An oncoming storm.

It made him angry on her behalf.

He returned his gaze to the real world of his apartment. The five of them were still chatting, their cruel banter punctuated by internet abbreviations and emoticons, calling for Audrey-Bear to say something, say something….

More joined the chat.

He shook his head.

You deserve to die, he thought. All of you.


Author Bio:
Marcus Damanda lives in Woodbridge, Virginia with his cat, Shazam. At various times throughout his life, he played bass guitar for the garage heavy metal band


Mother’s Day, wrote for The Dale City Messenger, and published editorials in The Potomac News and The Freelance Star. Currently, while not plotting his next foray into fictitious suburban mayhem, he spoils his nieces and nephews and teaches middle school English.
  
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***Giveaway:  1 eCopy of Devils in the Dark to a lucky commenter on any of the participating blogs.  

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Blog Tour for Red Rex: Blood Echoes by Calinda B.


Welcome to my stop on the Blog Tour, presented by Wickedly Innocent Promotions, for Red Rex: Blood Echoes by Calinda B.  Please leave a comment or question for Calinda to let her know you stopped by.  


Red Rex: Blood Echoes
By Calinda B.

Publisher:  Sumner McKenzie Inc.
Release date: September 1, 2014
Genre: Science Fiction Suspense
Length: 225 Pages
ISBN:  9780991302765
ASIN: B00N4EHW28

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About the book:

“Your true name is Red Rex. The baddest of badasses, an alpha warrior beyond compare…”

Or, at least, that’s what he’s been told.

Eighteen year old Gaige Dupond has his life all mapped out. Lose his virginity to Emily. Get married. Become a pro soccer player and travel the world.

His father, a pure-bred Deltarc from another planet, whose race is growing extinct on planet Earth, has other plans—either confirm that he truly takes after his warrior father, and not his dearly departed empath mother, or snuff out his existence.

All plans go awry, however, when the dangerous red darkness in Gaige is awakened like a beam of hell flickering from his right eye. Pursued by a vicious Deltarc bounty hunter, Deltarc tracking hounds and his father’s wicked minions, he loses his home, his life, all that he holds dear in pursuit of the truth. In his quest to find his mother, victim to a corrupt cryopreservation project in outer space, and right the wrongs inflicted on him, he finds something far darker—his own sinister motivations and the need to feed on something other than human food. His only companion, a lab rat refugee named Sojourn, Gaige knows he’ll never be loved—not in the way he’d always envisioned. Will he find the revenge he’s seeking, or will he become an evil replica of his father? That’s the last thing he’d ever wish on himself, but it may be his only option for survival.






Adult Excerpt – 18+ (Language/Sex)


The babe he now knew as Susan slowly sauntered toward Gaige. “Mm mm mmm,” she said, her eyes making a lazy sweep of his body. “Where do you want to do this?”

Gaige cocked his head, his erection straining against his filthy jeans. “Seems a little public here. What do you have in mind?”

“Come with me.” Susan grabbed for his hand.

The skin contact stung, sending a searing shock up his arm.  His right eye began to glow like a light switch had been flipped inside.  You’re supposed to do this when they’re asleep, Red Rex.

“It’s Gaige. Gaige.”

I hear your thoughts, his rat, Sojourn, said.

Susan stilled. “What did you say?”

“The name’s Gaige. I thought you might want to know who you’re going to fuck.” Gaige grinned at her, feeling very turned on.

Susan turned to him. “Whoa, I must be drunker than I thought. I’m seeing things. Your eye’s all red, like a holiday light bulb.” She snickered, stumbled and caught her balance, grabbing Gaige’s arm. “Oh my.” She stroked his biceps. “Aren’t you solid? This will be fun.”

He closed his eyes as the red darkness gathered from her touch.

She snagged his hand and pulled him down the street.

You’re supposed to do this when they’re asleep, the rat repeated. Don’t you ever listen? In the delta or theta, not alpha or beta.

“Shut up, rat, you’re messing with my head.”

I can hear your thoughts, stupid human.

“What did you say?” She turned again, blinking and squinting. “Yep, pretty fucked up. Now you’re glowing red all over.” She shrugged and led him into a dark dirt parking lot—the kind used during day hours and abandoned at night. “Here we are. My favorite place to fuck.” She backed up to the side of a brick building, and yanked up her skirt. Next she took his hand and guided it between her legs.

No panties. Gaige, feeling like a kid in a candy store, groaned, feeling her slippery heat. The red in him flared like shooting flames.

Susan laughed. “I really shouldn’t have eaten that E-bomb.”

“You took a happy pill?” Gaige said. I wonder what that will do to her brain waves. Gaige had never done drugs in his life but the effect of her ecstasy high made his erection stiffen to the point of pain.

“Just one teensy little tab, no big deal. And right now you look like a big red fuckable male and I am very horny. Feel.” She spread her thighs wide.

He plunged a finger inside her and moaned.

I’m telling you. She needs to be asleep.

“Shut up, rat.”

She frowned and blinked. “Did you call me a rat?”

“Uh, no. Sorry. Shut up, you’re all that. All that juicy. That’s what I said. Just feel what I’m doing to you, baby.”





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Author Bio:
The Fun Part: Calinda B was told early on that she should be a writer. She heard frequent praise for her writing, as well as her sense of humor. Scoffing at such admonitions and praise, she went on to pursue her life of adventure, chock full of the things that make up a well-rounded adventurous life: music (yup, she was a singer in a rock and roll band), dance (even performed hip hop in Russia), rock climbing (ever hung from a rock wall a few stories up? Yikes!), fire walking (taught high-ranking Moscow fire officials how to walk the coals), kayaking, scuba diving (she's in love with sharks), travel, and falling in love again and again.

Living in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with the love of her life and her two cats, she has now chosen to put fingers to keyboard and write - when she's not in pursuit of another adventure!

The Daily Grind: College educated and life-experienced, Calinda B has worked in the world of computers and technology for a long time. Before that she worked in the world of health and fitness, as well as art. Throughout her career she has relied on her writing abilities to write articles, ad copy and web content.


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Virtual Book Tour & Giveaway for K-9 Cop: Case #1 - The Dreck Report by Erna Mueller

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Welcome to my stop on the Virtual Book Tour, presented by Pump Up Your Book, for K-9 Cop: Case #1, The Dreck Report by Erna Mueller.  Please leave a comment or question for Erna to let her know you stopped by.  You can enter her tour wide giveaway by filling out the Rafflecopter form below.  You can also follow the rest of her tour by clicking on the banner above, the more stops you visit, the better your odds of winning.  

Title: K-9 Cop: Case #1 The Dreck Report
Author: Erna Mueller
Publisher: Erna Mueller
Pages: 220
Genre: YA
Format: Paperback/Kindle

About the book:

No one thought as highly of Lieutenant Spencer Watley as he did himself. This selfish cop met 14 year-old Justin Andrews during an important stakeout. Determined to nab a group of cyber killers, he wasn’t going to let anything get in his way, especially a smart mouthed teenager like Justin.

After Spencer bids him good riddance, he is killed by the hackers and stands before the gates of heaven. But - what’s this? After a life of putting dangerous criminals behind bars, he’s locked out?

He yells at the angel blocking his entrance, only to find out he needs to go through the J.R.P. program before he can enter. That’s the Jerk Redemption program, otherwise known as sensitivity training boot camp, which to his horror consists of non-stop Oprah and Dr. Phil reruns. Or he can go back to earth and help Justin’s dysfunctional family. Spencer opts for the lesser of two evils, to help Justin.

But the Angel pulls a fast one on Spencer. He can only go back to earth in the body of his K9-Partner. Spencer refuses, but like it or not, Spencer becomes a dog.  He falls back to earth and is slowly morphed into a dog that closely resembles a mop.

And if being a dog wasn’t bad enough, Spencer also swallowed an important microchip his killers need to hack into PC’s and steal millions. Now the criminals are hot on his trail for the only existing microchip that’s logged in his belly.

Justin and Spencer butt heads constantly; both are stubborn and willful, neither one wanting to give an inch. Spencer needs to find out what the killers are up to, so he swallows his pride and forms a bond with the boy. Spencer relays to Justin his past and together with the help of Justin’s girlfriend, Shahla; they discover the hacker’s plans. Spencer has broken down Justin’s reserve and he finally learns the meaning of unselfish love.

But it’s too late, the hackers have captured them.

Can Spencer maul the shins (and other choice areas) of his kidnappers and stop them from their evil plan?

Can a selfish man find a heart?

You bet.  He just has to become a dog first.


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Excerpt


Justin Andrews’ heart pounded so hard he thought it would punch out his throat. He trudged across St. Ignatius High School’s elm tree shadowed lawn, trying to keep up with his father who strode briskly. The half hour spent in the principal’s office sent ruts of adrenaline coursing through Justin’s veins. Even the balmy Seattle afternoon didn’t lighten the day’s heavy mood. The skin peeking out the back of Mr. Andrews sport coat collar was already flushed red. It wasn't sunburn.

A spring wind blew through the private school's grand hall window. Solitude and long shadows contrasted with another day of classes and activities. The daily exodus of uniformed schoolboys took place an hour ago, without Justin.
He opened the computer lab door and politely stepped aside as his father entered the flower-scented room. Baskets of bright, freshly cut bouquets covered every flat surface, including half the floor. Condolence tags hung on most.

“You were lucky to get a scholarship to this school,” muttered his father, Eugene Andrews, as he steepled his hands and assumed a confident expression.

Mr. Andrews was thin as a rule, which even his hair obeyed, and his business suit hung on his spare frame in straight-ironed lines.

“We can barely afford their activity fees, and how do you show your appreciation? By spending valuable time in Principal Hammersmith’s office because of your usual antics!

I hope you were as embarrassed as I was.” Mr. Andrews' red face had grown haggard, but he returned to his normal tone. “I’m trying my best to understand you, but it’s difficult when you act before you think.”

Justin stopped tapping the keys of one of the classroom computers. He brushed back his sandy colored hair and tried hard to look unruffled by his father’s venting. Tall for his thirteen years, his even features were dappled with impish freckles, and his deep blue eyes sparkled. He frowned, recollecting that Principal Hammersmith had accused him of having “an understated confidence that bordered on impudence.”

Vicky Andrews, Justin’s sixteen-year-old sister, lounged in a computer lab chair, black backpack on the floor, waiting to go. She plucked a daisy from one of the bouquets, broke off the stem and stuck the blossom in her hair. She casually twisted the hem of her black T-shirt and listened to the scolding, ready to spring in as mediator if needed. Her eyebrow ring and bright pink hair screamed independence; an attitude she freely cultivated in her public high school.

“Chill out, Dad,” Vicky said, as she chewed away on a sizable wad of gum. “You’re making such a big deal out of this.”

“Big deal? It's a disgrace. Your brother pasted Principal Hammersmith's face on a picture of a mountain goat.”

Vicky tried to muffle her giggle with little success.

Her father glared at her. “So you think it's funny, do you?” he asked as he continued to pace the floor.

“Sorry.”

“Not how your mother and I raised you. Did you see his screensaver?”

Justin had photoshopped Sister Constance's face on a female goat in a very compromising position with the Mr. Hammersmith goat. Eugene glared at the twenty- nine monitors of goat love, floating red chubby hearts and Cupid with a compound bow and lots of arrows, then he and Vicky high-fived one another behind their father's back while he gazed once more at Justin's computer animation.

Justin's fingers tap-danced across keyboards. He deleted another goat screensaver and set it back to the original portrait of Principal Hammersmith's stony face sternly guarding the entrance of St. Ignatius. More clicks, another computer, another step closer to undoing his creation. His father walked over to the window and his voice rose as he spoke to Vicky.

“It would be one thing if his disrespect was limited to the school, but . . .” He yanked the curtains wide open and pointed at the athletic field. The computer lab famous goat love played on the new billboard-sized screen looming over the football stadium. And at Main Street's busy intersection. And on Interstate Five.
“This is an offense punishable by a year of kitchen duty.”

Justin's father bobbed his head back and forth in that parental duck-neck way.

“I'm not even going to ask how you accomplished that.”

“It helps to know the operator.”

“You mean an adult helped you do that?”

“Yeah. A guy who works here at the school who operates the billboard liked it too. He downloaded The Love Hammer's-”

“Justin!”

“It's the file name! Okay, Hammersmith. He had him as a teacher when he was in school, before Mr. Hammersmith became principal. Anyway, he wanted to pay me for the file of the screen saver image he saw in the lab.”

“You received money for that?” his father asked outraged. “No. I gave it to him for free.”

The veins in Mr. Andrews' thin neck stood out in vivid ridges.

“Ah, come on, Dad, you know The Hammer, I mean Mr. Hammersmith had it in for me. It's just not fair what he did to me.”

“You still need to have some respect for authority, Justin. Do you really believe your revenge was justified? That any revenge is justified? What if someone had done that to your mom's picture?”

“No fair.” The words sank into a dark place within Justin's mind where rationality always triumphed over emotion, and his breath caught. “Yeah, no, I was wrong, I’m sorry.”

“You’d better be sorry, though that’s not a big help now!” Mr. Andrews stopped pacing, leaned in and whispered, “I have to pay to have the whole newsletter reprinted and I still need to buy groceries. Do you want to know where the cash is coming from? Remember that allowance you had?”

Vicky’s slouch perked straight up. “Newsletter? What newsletter?”

“Justin put an obituary of Principal Hammersmith in the school’s newsletter.”

“Those weren't supposed to get mailed. Besides, I'm writing a letter of apology, and you've got to admit,” he gestured to the bouquets, “the school did receive a lot of flowers. Aren't they beautiful?” Justin smiled nervously then returned to de-goating the computer lab.

“You're lucky they're not going to expel you!”

Vicky raised a challenging pierced eyebrow. “The reason Justin wasn't expelled was because of the special grants this school receives. His high test scores sure bumped up the school average. They're not going to get rid of him.”

Mr. Andrews sighed and rubbed his face. “Maybe your Mom and I shouldn't have let them put Justin two Grades ahead.”

“But he still gets straight A's, Dad. Academics aren't the issue. It's Mom.”

“He still needs to learn discipline.”

“Come on now, it’s tough for Justin. Put yourself in his place. He’s only thirteen. Most of the other guys are already sixteen. They give him a hard time.”

“I'm almost fourteen, and I can take care of myself.” Justin puffed up as one more pair of amorous goats disappeared.

“He misses Mom,” Vicky sighed. “We all miss Mom. Don't be so hard on him.”
Mr. Andrews' cell phone played a disco jingle. He sighed before answering, “Eugene Andrews. Yes Ma'am. Sales projections ready by tonight. Fine.”

Vicky winced and gave a pained expression as the call ended.

“Look, I have to get back to work before I get fired,” Mr. Andrews said to Vicky and blew a heavy sigh. He straightened his tie, and picked lint off his sleeve as he crossed the room.

“As for you, young man," Mr. Andrews said looking back at Justin, "you’ll receive your punishment tonight after dinner.” Dad slammed the classroom door behind him.

A vision of stacks of dirty dishes and a lonely soapy sink hovered in Justin's mind. “I know Dad's going to ground me until I'm eligible for Medicare. After I finish changing these screen savers I'm going to the park. I need to be alone.”
Vicky patted him on the shoulder. “If I want to find you, you'll be in your tree, right?”

About the Author
I was born in Austria and my family immigrated to the U.S. I loved living here as a child and considered the U.S. my home. My family returned to Austria and of course I had to tag along. I missed the friendly faces and the cultivation of the free spirit which America symbolizes. In Austria I completed my education but always wanted to return, so here I am.

I traveled the world and lived in many exciting cities such as Paris, Munich and London. I currently work as an accountant for a large pizza company in Seattle by day and passionately pursue a career as a writer in my spare time.

My new book, K-9 Cop, is adapted from my multi-national award winning screenplay.  The book has won several awards including first place in the 2009 National Good Read Competition sponsored by awomenswrite.com.  Please visit my web site at http://www.k9cop-woofwoof.com  for more reviews and other info.

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