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Monday, April 8, 2013

p.m. terrell: Dylan's Song

Welcome to p.m. terrel's book tour. p.m., thank you so much for including us in your tour.  When did you know you wanted to be a writer?



I knew I wanted to be a writer in the fourth grade when my school principal encouraged me to write. My writing, like my reading, took me into other worlds that have remained with me throughout my life.

 
How long did you write before you got published?

I began writing suspense in 1973 but my first published book was actually a computer how-to book that was released in 1984. It would take another 18 years for my first suspense to be published. I look back now at my earliest attempts and know I wasn’t ready – and they weren’t ready – for prime time. But having been in this industry for so many years, I now feel like I’ve witnessed a publishing revolution. The future looks very exciting.

 

I totally agree.  We have seen a publishing revolution.  What is your favorite scene from your book?

It would have to be The Pond Scene. Dylan and Vicki are in Ireland on a CIA mission when he awakens her in the middle of the night and carries her outside their rented cottage to a pond where they go skinny-dipping… and a whole lot more.

 

He stepped toward her as a lock of water-soaked hair fell across his forehead. His eyes had turned to vivid green in the light of the moon. With the initial shock wearing off and her body warming under the surface of the water, she pressed herself against his chest. As his arms wrapped around her gently, she tilted her head back and draped her arms around his neck.

His lips were full and soft as they brushed against hers. He looked into her eyes and smiled, causing his laugh lines to crinkle and his irises to sparkle. He had an uncanny ability to live in the moment, she thought as she parted her lips. This gift was infectious, and as his lips found hers once more, she felt her heart grow lighter. She felt weightless as he held her, his strong hands rubbing against her back and through her hair while his chest pressed against hers. She didn’t ever want this moment to end.

His kisses grew more passionate and his arms tightened around her until she had to pull back slightly to catch her breath. Her heartbeat had quickened and now as she remained pressed against Dylan, she could feel his heart beating faster as well. He looked down at her, his long lashes shading his eyes. His lips were slightly parted and he was breathing more heavily, his lips slightly upturned in a sly smile.

They stood in the center of the pond for a long time, simply holding each other and feeling the water lap against them in the gentle breeze.

“Lean back,” he said in a soothing voice. “And I’ll catch you in me arms.”

She couldn’t imagine trusting anyone as much as she trusted him. She turned perpendicular to him and started to lean back. True to his word, he caught her in one muscular arm and helped her float along the water’s surface as her long strands billowed out across the water’s surface, glowing almost golden in the moonlight.

 

That's a lovely scene.  What are you working on now?

 
I am working on After the Tempest, the second book in a new Ryan O’Clery suspense series. Ryan is an Irishman working as a homicide detective in North Carolina. In the first book of the series, The Tempest Murders, he finds out a serial killer he is tracking has set his sights on the woman Ryan is falling in love with. In After the Tempest, the killer is back—and more dangerous than ever.

That book is due on my agent’s desk this spring. Then I’ll turn my attention to the fifth book in the Black Swamp Mysteries series, The Pendulum Files. In this book Dylan and Vicki join forces again to find out who is behind the bombing of foreign products making their way to America—and the surprising reason why. This book is scheduled for release in the spring of 2014.

 

Do you have any advice for new authors?

 Three pieces of advice:

 Disconnect your ego from your writing;

 Hone your skills and always seek to improve;

And learn as much as you can about the publishing industry before signing your first contract.


That's excellent advice.  Now for a blurb and an excerpt!


BLURB:  

 

Dylan Maguire returns to his native Ireland with psychic spy Vicki Boyd. Their mission: to locate and extract a CIA Agent who disappeared in Dublin while on the trail of a known terrorist. But when Dylan receives word that his grandmother is dying, he is plunged into a past he thought he’d left behind forever. His mission and the dark secrets he’d sought to keep hidden begin to merge into an underworld that could cost him his life. He must now confront his past demons and the real reason he left Ireland—while Vicki harbors a secret of her own.

 

Suspense Magazine says, “p.m.terrell’s writing is powerfully written and masterfully suspenseful; you have to hang on for the ride of your life.” Midwest Book Review says the Black Swamp Mysteries series is “page-turning action, unforgettable characters, breathtaking descriptions and unexpected plot twists.” And syndicated reviewer Marcia Freespirit says the series is “riveting, spell-binding, sexy and intense!”

 
Excerpt


Brenda motioned for her to stand to the side. Then she parted the curtains.

 

Dylan had come around the back of the house while three men tumbled out of the pickup. They immediately converged at the truck bed, where they picked up pipes and headed toward the front door.

 

“So, Eoghan,” Dylan called. His voice was loud and heavy as he moved further from the house, drawing the largest man’s attention to him. “What’re wantin’ with me now?”

 

“What have they got in their hands?” Vicki whispered hoarsely.

 

“Lead pipes.” Brenda’s voice was husky and strong.

 

“You know what we be wantin’,” the largest one shouted. “We’re here to finish your sorry arse off; what we should’a done a long time ago.”

 

The men began to separate. They looked like a pack of wolves, Vicki thought, as one moved to Dylan’s left while the other moved to his right. The ringleader, Eoghan, stood his ground directly in front of him.

 

“He doesn’t stand a chance with the three of them,” Vicki gasped. “Not spread out like they are, not even with the gun.”

 

“Killin’ me won’t bring ‘er back,” Dylan called. He continued backing away from the house.

 

“No, but it’ll put you in ’ail that much sooner,” one of the others shouted.

 

“Kill me and you’ll spend your life in a prison cell, Aidan,” Dylan said to him. “I’m not worth your freedom.”

 

“Why should we spend our lives in prison for killin’ a man?” the third shouted. “You didn’t spend a day in the clink for killin’ our sister!”

 

Vicki gasped. “My God!”

 

Brenda grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to look her in the face. She hadn’t realized that her sister had disappeared from the window. But now as she stared at her amber eyes burning hot, she began to take in the pistols in each hand. “Slip on a coat and your shoes,” she hissed. “Fast.”





 
 
AUTHOR INFORMATION:
 
p.m.terrell is the award-winning, internationally acclaimed author of more than 16 books. Vicki's Key, one of the first books in the Black Swamp Mysteries series, was one of five finalists in the 2012 International Book Awards (Mystery/Suspense) and 2012 USA Best Book Awards (Mystery/Suspense.) River Passage, an historical work based on her ancestor's migration to Fort Nashborough in 1779-1780, won the 2010 Best Fiction & Drama Award. The Nashville (TN) Metropolitan Government Archives determined it to be so historically accurate that they entered the original manuscript into their Archives for future researchers and historians.
 
Prior to becoming a full-time author in 2002, terrell founded and operated two computer companies in the Washington, DC area. Her clients included the United States Secret Service, CIA, Department of Defense and federal and local law enforcement. Her specialty is in the areas of computer crime and computer intelligence. Her experience in these areas have greatly influenced her books' plots.
 
She is the co-founder of The Book 'Em Foundation, whose slogan is "Buy a Book and Stop a Crook" and whose mission is to raise awareness of the link between high crime rates and high illiteracy rates. She founded Book 'Em North Carolina Writers Conference and Book Fair, an annual event to raise money to increase literacy and reduce crime.
 
For more information on Book 'Em North Carolina, visit www.bookemnc.org and www.bookemnc.blogspot.com.
 
p.m.terrell's website is www.pmterrell.com and her blog is www.pmterrell.blogspot.com.
 
She can be found on Twitter @pmterrell
 

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Sunday, April 7, 2013

Weekend Writing Warriors: Old Friends

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. I'm continuing from the unnamed manuscript that I've been sharing with you. My hero and heroine have been captured by terrorists in the Amazon and taken to a jungle compound. Rafel is the leader of the bad guys.  He is talking to my hero.


Rafael’s head inclined toward him.  He pulled a cell phone from his pocket.  “I thought perhaps you would like to hear my conversation with your father.”

“You know my father?  That doesn’t seem likely.”

“Oh, I know him.  We are old friends.”  Rafael showed his teeth in what might have passed for a smile if you didn’t look closely.
 
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Saturday, April 6, 2013

Sweet Saturday Sample: Playing Hard to Get?

Welcome to Sweet Saturday Sample. My sample today comes from a manuscript that's been sitting on my computer for some time. It picks up where last week ended. To recap, my hero went to the diner where my heroine works, and when he paid his bill, he gave my heroine a diamond ring.


Aleisha Ridgeway who owned a nearby gift shop was having a late breakfast and saw the ring.  “Caroline, he gave you a diamond ring!”

Tell the world about it, Caroline thought resentfully, well aware that every eye in the room was trained on her.  Even Marie had come from the kitchen to see what she’d do with the ring.

They were all going to be disappointed.  Without a word Caroline laid the ring beside Wes’s empty cup and walked away.

“Man, that’s rough,” a guy two stools over sympathized. 

Wes grinned.  “She’s only playing hard to get.  Don’t worry; she’ll be wearing this ring yet.”
 
Superb overconfidence? We'll see.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Rose Gordon's New Book Releases Tomorrow

Guess what tomorrow is?  Friday? No, well, yes, but guess who has a book releasing on Friday?  No, not me, but good guess.  His Brother's Bride by bestselling author Rose Gordon releases tomorrow.  Here's a little excerpt to whet your appetite for more.

 
Her lavender dress appeared to be well-taken care of. It didn't have any signs of wear or stitches where it had been mended, even if it was plain with no lace or frippery.
Say, how is it that you managed to keep your dress so nice while traveling all the way here?”
I do own more than one gown.”
He frowned. “I never suggested otherwise.”
Yes, you did. You asked how I managed to keep my dress so nice while traveling, thus implying it is the only gown I own.”
He blinked at her. Beautiful, tart-tongued, mindful of her appearance and intelligent, she was a combination that could prove deadly to a gentleman's pride, to be sure. “You arrived with nothing more than that dress and bonnet and the papers in your hands. What was I supposed to think? That you'd already had all of your earthly possessions moved into Watson Estate last week?”
She didn't so much as frown at his sarcastic remark. “Perhaps I should have done that.” She lifted her hand to stare down at her flawlessly manicured fingers. “Instead, my items are being delivered to your cottage right now, I expect.”
Henry pulled the horses to a halt. “I beg your pardon.”
She lowered one hand then brought the other up for inspection. “My things, they're being delivered to your cottage. Since it's you I'm marrying and not your brother, there's no reason to have them delivered to his house.”
Henry tried not to grind his teeth but could help it no longer when she shrugged and dropped her hand as casual as could be.
Where are we going?” she asked, her hand clutching the fabric of her skirt as if it were a lifeline.
Back to the house,” Henry bit off. He steered their horses into a large patch of thick green grass and then turned them in a slow circle, heedless to how much it jostled Her Highness as she sat mounted atop Lightning as if she were a queen waiting to be presented before all of her subjects.
There's no need to rush back. I'm sure Brutus and Alfred have it well in hand.”
He was bloody sure they did, but he didn't want her things in his house. He came to an abrupt halt. “Do you plan to spend your nights in my house—and in my bed—too?”
Absolutely not.” She lifted her chin a notch. “I am still a lady. I shall sleep at the main house until our wedding, but there was no sense in moving all of my things twice.”
Or once. The next time he saw Elijah, he was going to box his ear for this. “Won't you need your clothes—” The rest of his sentence died on his tongue as a truly wicked thought formed in his mind. “Perhaps it's for the best your things are being moved to my lodgings and not Alex's house. As it would be, Alex and his wife, Caroline, are in London right now, leaving Watson Estate with a skeleton staff and no lady's maids. At least if you stay with me, I can help you dress each morning.”
If that's what you think you need to do.”

I love this lady already! Don't forget to pick up your copy tomorrow.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Contest Winner

 
Hello, Elizabeth Lane here. I was Elaine's heroine in Return Engagement. Thanks to everyone who submitted names for my new puppy. Since I'm an actress, I think Starlet is perfect for the little sweetheart. Valerie, thanks so much for thinking of it. I'll be sending you your book.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Beyond the Book: So Darn Cute!

Welcome to Beyond the Book. My name is Elizbeth Lane, and I was Elaine's heroine in Return Engagement. My sweet husband Richard gave me an Easter gift on Sunday. What do you think of it?


I love animals. We always had a dog or cat when I was growing up. My old dog, a pretty German Shepherd mix died last summer, and up until recently I just didn't have the heart for another dog, but I just melted when Richard brought this little sweetheart home. He got the puppy from a local animal shelter. We don't believe in buying puppies when so many good dogs need homes. In fact, Richard-he's a senator-has sponsored a lot of legislation to stop animal cruelty.

April is Animal Cruelty Awareness Month. Elaine loves animals too, so I'm sure you'll be hearing more about her animal friends. If you'd like to win a copy of Return Engagement help me name the puppy. Anyone who leaves a name will be entered into the contest for a PDF copy of my book.