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Book Details:

Book Title: ICE by Lauren Carr
Category: Adult fiction, 380 pages
Genre: Mystery, Crime Fiction, Police Procedural, Cozy
Publisher: Acorn Book Services
Release date: February 26, 2018
Tour dates: April 2 to 30, 2018
Content Rating: PG (It’s a murder mystery and there is mild violence. Very mild swearing no F-bombs. No on-stage sex scenes.)

Book Description:

The clues for a close-to-the-heart missing person’s case heat up when Chris Matheson starts chipping away at the ice on the cold case.

When Sandy Lipton and her unborn child disappear, the court of public opinion finds young Chris Matheson guilty. Decades later, the retired FBI agent returns home to discover that the cloud of suspicion cast over him and his family has never lifted. With the help of a team of fellow retired law enforcement officers, each a specialist in their own field of investigation, Chris Matheson starts chipping away at the ice on this cold case to uncover what had happened to Sandy and her baby and the clues are getting hot!

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Author Interview:

When did you begin writing ICE?  What inspired this book and how much research was involved in writing it?

To tell you the truth, I began writing ICE in 2007. Really! I’m a writer hoarder. I never throw anything away. When I finish a book and find a subplot that doesn’t work, I’ll cut and paste it into a “cut scenes” file. Well, after I had finished Twofer Murder at the end of summer 2017, I went hunting for a Mac Faraday mystery that I had started over a year ago to resume working on for my next project. Yet, I couldn’t remember the working title I had given it. (I still can’t remember the working title!) While hunting, I found an unpublished Joshua Thornton book. Sometimes, I will write a book and think it’s not quite there yet. When that happens, I’ll set it aside until I figure out what is wrong with it. In this case, the mystery plotline was there, but the detective, in this case Joshua Thornton, was wrong. The date on that file was 2007—ten years ago!

At the same time, I was mentally working on a new series—Chris Matheson, a recent FBI retiree who teams up with a group of law enforcement retirees, to work on those cold cases that keep them up at night. During the summer, I had seen a true crime documentary called The Keepers, about a group of former students investigating the murder of their teacher, a nun killed in the 70’s. Now in their fifties and sixties, they have pooled their talents to find out what happened to their teacher. As a writer, I thought, “What if…” it didn’t take much research to find that many police departments across the country now bring in retired detectives to work cold cases.

The mystery in the Joshua Thornton book was a cold case. In November 2017, I went to work on converting the Joshua Thornton book to a Chris Matheson Cold Case mystery.

How many unpublished and half-finished books do you have?

Give me a minute and let me look.

(pause)

Several.

Is writing a career you originally chose to pursue or was it something you did as a hobby?  If a hobby what career path did you take instead?

Writers are born to write. They’re storytellers. Yes, there are technical things that every writer must learn to succeed—like proper grammar and punctuation—but you have to be born a writer.

Here’s how you can spot a writer. Ask them a question. How’s your day? How did you meet your husband? Anyone who is not a writer will tell you “Fine” and “We met on a blind date.” End of conversation.

But a writer! She’ll grab you by the throat with a hook and then proceed to tell you in detail to include who, what, when, where, why, and how. A writer will establish characters, setting, motives, and include a beginning, middle, and end with a smashing climax about how her husband almost had a stroke the morning after the wedding when her mother revealed that she had offered to give them a down payment on a house if they had skipped a formal wedding and eloped instead.

Writers are always writing. Even if their day job is waiting tables or working as a stock broker, they are spinning tales in their minds. As a child, I remember rewriting the Bobbsey Twin mysteries to include a kidnapping or changing the mysterious sea shell on the beach to a dead body.

For many years, my mystery writing was a hobby while I did editing. I didn’t actually start writing mysteries full time until after I had my son in 1998—six months after giving up my writing career to be a stay-at-home mom.

Writing is what writers do—even if they aren’t able to make a career out of it.

What was the first book you ever wrote about and was it ever published?

My first book was what I call the Great American Catastrophe. It was before work processors. I was nineteen and locked myself up one summer and worked on it day and night on an electric typewriter. It used up two reams of paper. It was a murder mystery set in Hollywood. It was never published because I did not know who to send it to and since it was over 900 pages, it cost a fortune to copy and mail. It is now in a basement or attic some place.

How many hours a day do you write?

Time actually spent writing? An average of six hours a day. I spend my mornings taking care of business. I answer emails. Do my social media. Argue with my business manager aka husband. Then, after lunch, I will write until it is time to start cooking dinner. After dinner, I will write for three to four more hours until I go to bed.

Do you have any writing habits that people might find unusual?

I write where I land? I have a writer’s studio. But as soon as I sit down to start working on something, I hate to be interrupted. So I’ll remain wherever I happen to be when I started writing until I am forced to move.

That’s another thing—once I get started on a scene or section, I hate to be interrupted. If I’m in the middle of a shootout and someone gets shot, I need to continue working on it. Whereas, a friend of mine who is also a writer says she can leave her characters bleeding out for weeks because they aren’t real. Me? I can’t do that. I need to keep on working until everyone is out of immediate danger.

What are you currently working on?

I am working on two books that I expect to be released early summer and another this fall.

Look for the third Thorny Rose Mystery early this summer. Murder by Perfection.

Frustrated with their busy schedules, Murphy Thornton and Jessica Faraday attempt to find togetherness taking a couple’s gourmet cooking course at the Stepford Kitchen Studio, taught by Chef Natalie Stepford.

As if spending her date night cooking isn’t bad enough, Jessica is further annoyed when the beautiful, talented, successful businesswoman starts paying too much one-on-one time with Murphy. When Natalie ends up dead, the Thorny Rose detectives find togetherness doing what they do best. As they peel back the layers of the Stepford marriage, they discover that the pursuit of perfection can be deadly.

But wait! There’s more! Look for a Mac Faraday Mystery this fall! The next installment in the Mac Faraday Mysteries will be coming out just in time for Christmas – A Murder for Christmas (working title).

About the Author:


Lauren Carr is the international best-selling author of the Mac Faraday, Lovers in Crime, and Thorny Rose Mysteries—over twenty titles across three fast-paced mystery series filled with twists and turns!
Now, Lauren has added one more hit series to her list with the Chris Matheson Cold Case Mysteries. Set in the quaint West Virginia town of Harpers Ferry, Ice introduces Chris Matheson, a retired FBI agent, who joins forces with other law enforcement retirees to heat up those cold cases that keep them up at night.
Book reviewers and readers alike rave about how Lauren Carr’s seamlessly crosses genres to include mystery, suspense, crime fiction, police procedurals, romance, and humor.
Lauren is a popular speaker who has made appearances at schools, youth groups, and on author panels at conventions. She lives with her husband, and three dogs on a mountain in Harpers Ferry, WV.
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The Shades of Winter   A Novel of the Averraine Cycle

 

An aging band of sea raiders set out on one last voyage of revenge, and get a whole lot more than they bargained for.

Tam Isliefsdottir wasn’t planning to end her life in a futile attempt for vengeance, but when your brothers- and sisters-in-arms need you, what can you do? Leaving her son and her granddaughter behind and sailing to the shadowy island of Alvandir, she expected to die gloriously for the sake of her country, her king, and her own reputation.

Nothing is as it seems, however, and it hasn’t been for the last twenty years. Tam and her Kyndred are in for the surprise of their lives.

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The Agony and the Ecstasy of writing Your Third Novel

I must confess, I found writing my first novel (A Spell in the Country) incredibly easy.

Seriously: there was no pressure. I had a pretty simple plot, a good main character, with her own unique voice, and since I had no intention of ever publishing that book (it was the 90s and my chances, I knew, were in the negative numbers for getting a publisher) (and I was not wrong) so all I was doing was entertaining myself.

And Casting in Stone went together in about six months, because I had been telling myself that story almost since the day I typed “The End” on the first book.

But this one?

The Shades of Winter was two years of handwringing, whinging, and angst.

The first bit wasn’t so bad – I knew (I thought) who these people were and what they were doing.

And then, just past the mid-point, one of the characters threw me a plot twist that was so incredible, so interesting, so trope-twisting, that I HAD to run with it…

But for eight months, I wrote and deleted and wrote and deleted and wrote and deleted, groping to find the road back to the story I wanted to tell.

And you know what?

It isn’t over yet. There’s more to the Kyndred’s adventures, and more to all of the Averraine Cycle.

I hope you all come along for the ride.

 


About the Author

Morgan Smith has been a goatherd, a landscaper, a weaver, a bookstore owner, a travel writer, and an archaeologist, and she will drop everything to travel anywhere, on the flimsiest of pretexts. Writing is something she has been doing all her life, though, one way or another, and now she thinks she might actually have something to say.

You can discover more about Morgan Smith by visiting her website HERE, or go to Amazon HERE. Follow on social media: Facebook and Twitter.

A Wolf in the Woods

by Nancy Allen

on Tour March 1-31, 2018

Synopsis:

A Wolf in the Woods by Nancy Allen

McCown County assistant prosecutor Elsie Arnold is prepping an assault case when a girl is found beaten and bloodied at a roadside no-tell motel. Elsie tries to convince the teen to reveal who attacked her, but Mandy is too scared—and stubborn—to cooperate… and then she disappears. Elsie’s positive a predator is targeting the Ozark hills, yet the authorities refuse to believe their small town could be plagued by sex trafficking.

Then middle school student Desiree Wickham goes missing, but only Elsie suspects it could be connected to Mandy’s assault. As she digs deeper into the events leading up to Desiree’s disappearance, she stumbles upon an alarming discovery: local girls are falling prey to a dubious online modeling agency, and never seen again. Elsie shares her concerns with Detective Ashlock and the FBI, but they shut her out.

She takes matters into her own hands and lands an interview with the head of the modeling agency. But when she meets him face-to-face, she discovers the fate of Desiree and Mandy… and becomes his newest captive. Elsie’s desperate to free the girls—and save herself—before the unspeakable happens. And she’s in for the fight of her life.

Book Details:

Genre: Mystery
Published by: Witness Impulse
Publication Date: February 20, 2018
Number of Pages: 320
ISBN: 0062438786 (ISBN13: 9780062438782)
Series: Ozarks Mysteries #4 | Each is a Stand Alone Mystery
Purchase Links: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads | HarperCollins

Read an excerpt:

Prologue

A dark haired man lounged behind a battered desk in a second floor room at an EconoMo motel that sat on the highway in flyover country, Missouri. He pulled up Skype on his laptop and studied his own image on the computer screen, rubbing the tattoo that covered his neck. Behind him, the unmade bed was visible on the screen. A thin cotton sheet covered the form of a young girl.

He adjusted the angle to cut her from the shot. The bed disappeared, replaced by beige curtains at the window, hanging askew on the rod.

The place was a dump. He could afford better accommodations, without a doubt. It was business, and business was booming. His greatest challenge was procuring sufficient supply to meet the constant demand.

On the desktop, bottles were scattered near the computer. Alprazolam. Oxycodone. Rohypnol. Diazepam. Three value packs of Benadryl: cherry flavored. A plastic bottle of Aristocrat vodka sat beside a jumbo container of Hawaiian Punch.

As he pushed them aside, the bottle of roofies rolled off the desktop and onto the dirty carpet. He caught it just before it rolled under the dresser.

A ding notified him: his Skype appointment was ready. Right on time. He liked the girls to be punctual.

He hit the button on the mouse and fixed a smile on his face. “Lola! How you doing, baby!”

A giggling girl with a mane of curly blonde hair greeted him onscreen. “Tony, you’re so funny. I’m not Lola, I’ve told you a zillion times.”

“But you look like a Lola. If you want to make it in the modeling trade, you’ll have to project glamour. Drama.” He stretched his arms over his head, displaying muscled biceps covered in ink, and locked his hands behind his neck.

“Cool.” Her eyes shone.

“Leave that country girl persona behind in Podunk. Where are you from again?”

“Barton. Barton, Missouri. Where’s Podunk?”

He laughed, running his hand over his thick hair. “Podunk is where you’re sitting right now. What you’re itching to ditch. How’s life?”

Desiree shrugged, pulling a face.

“They still giving you shit at school, baby?”

She rolled her head back onto her neck. “All. The. Time.”

“And how’s living at home?”

“Lame.”

“Wish you could leave it all behind?”

“Totally.”

The girl turned her head; he heard a whisper from someone off-screen. Sharply, he asked: “Are you alone?”

A second head appeared over Lola’s shoulder. He saw a mixed race girl. She was taller than Lola, but he pegged her at the same age: an adolescent, around fourteen.

And she was a diamond in the rough—a black diamond. Unblemished skin, full lips, high cheekbones. Lola said, “You asked if I had any friends who wanted to meet you.”

He smiled, tapping his hand on the counter. “Who’s this?”

The tall girl looked at her friend, then into the computer. “I’m Taylor Johnson.”

“And you’re interested in modeling?”

She blinked. A nervous twitch. He shot a grin, to reassure her. “You’ve got the bone structure for it.”

The tall girl pinched her lips together. “Maybe. I think so.”

“We’ll need to conduct some auditions by video, maybe an interview, before you can qualify for a live shoot at the agency.”

She looked skittish. He wouldn’t get anything from her today.

“Let’s just get acquainted, okay?” He was about to launch into his patter: find out her story, gain her trust.

But a moan sounded from the bed behind him. The girl was coming around. He glanced over, fearful that she might raise a ruckus that could scare off his new prospects.

Tony picked up his phone. “Aw shit. Call’s coming in from one of our clients. I gotta take it.” He winked and shut off Skype just in time.

In a weak voice, she said, “Tony. Help me. Please, take off the cuffs.”

He sighed. Picking up a dirty plastic cup, he poured a measure of vodka and Benadryl, and topped it off with the red punch.

The girl spoke again, in a pleading tone. “Don’t make me do it, Tony. It hurts.”

He stirred the drink with his finger and walked toward the bed. “Mandy, Mandy. You look like you could use a magic drink, baby. This will fix you right up.”

The girl tried to sit up as he extended the red plastic cup. Tony stared down at her, shaking his head. “What’s that saying? ‘The customer is always right.’ You know what you got to do.”

The girl began to thrash against the mattress. But she was handcuffed to the metal bed frame.

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Excerpt from A Wolf in the Woods by Nancy Allen. Copyright © 2018 by Nancy Allen. Reproduced with permission from Witness Impulse. All rights reserved.

Nancy Allen

 

Author Bio:

Nancy Allen practiced law for 15 years as Assistant Missouri Attorney General and Assistant Prosecutor in her native Ozarks.

She tried over 30 jury trials, including murder and sexual offenses, and is now a law instructor at Missouri State University.

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Goodreads – Nancy Allen
Twitter – @TheNancyAllen
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