InD’tale Review for Dearest Irish


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This is the 4-star review from InD’tale Magazine for Dearest Irish. If you subscribe to the e-magazine (it’s free) you can read the review directly in the July issue, in the Historical Reviews section.

“Rose Devlin has a gift – she can heal with her mind.  Every time she has used that gift, however, it has brought her only ridicule and scorn.  She retreats to her brother’s ranch to live, where it’s peaceful and quiet – until half-breed cowboy Choctaw Jack shows up.  He unsettles her like no man has ever done before but she knows she must stay away.  When Jack discovers her secret, however, he realizes her ability might be able to help him, and he decides on a course that will change their lives forever.  

“For readers who love a good ol’ “Cowboys and Indians” story, this one is a must!  It combines both the good and bad of the American Frontier.  It tackles prejudices, not only between the white man and the Indian, but toward anyone who is different.  That’s a tall order for a romance novel!  Fortunately it is one Ms. Horner fulfills beautifully.  It rides the line of reality without getting too graphically uncomfortable.  Sometimes glossing over serious issues a little too lightly, touching but never seriously exploring the depth of feeling on all sides could be a bit of a drawback for some.  It is a good thing, though, for those who want to read and learn without being deeply affected – except with the romance  – now that’s another story altogether and one that will make every lover sigh!”

Ruth Lynn Ritter, InD’tale Magazine

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Monday Author Meetup: J.C. Allen


My guest today is versatile multi-genre author J.C. Allen.

About the authJ. C. Allen author photoor:

JC Allen is from Charleston, WV, and has two teenage daughters.  He fell in love with computers at an early age – from the time the first home computers were available.  His college major was computer science, and he worked for a computer service company as well as running his own.

He began writing when he was separated from his daughters, as a way to stay connected with them and also to entertain them.  He started with a Harry Potter/Dungeons and Dragons-type adventure series and progressed to sci-fi, fantasy, thrillers,  political intrigue, and action/adventure as the girls matured.

Welcome, J.C. It’s nice to see you.

Great to be here. Thanks for inviting me, Lyn.

My pleasure. I’d love to hear how you began writing.

To be honest, I was thrown into a situation where I had nothing else to do.  I started writing a journal of what had happened to me, basically to keep the events straight in my mind and have a record for future reference.  When others read the account they became hooked on the story.  They were even more shocked to learn I had a talent for writing (me, the kid who HATED English classes in school) and I could actually string sentences together which were not only readable, but interesting!  After reading thousands of books in my lifetime, I knew what I liked, and decided I could write a book too.  Surprisingly, folks praised my writing, saying my stories were original, refreshing, and not your average everyday ‘cookie-cutter’ novels.  I figured this was just a polite way of saying ‘they suck’, but I was having fun so I continued to write.  I finally got the nerve to ask a few severe critics to read the stories, expecting to be raked over the coals.  To my astonishment, they liked them, encouraged me to publish, and asked to read more.  So, I continued to write, and have written 26 novels now, with plans for several more.  My editor/publisher/promoter has a hard time keeping up with me, with only four books completed so far, but as soon as Mom retires from her day job, you can expect more!

Avoiding  those cookie cutters can be a real challenge. By the way, I  know your mom is your biggest fan. At the risk of sounding “girly” do you use scented candles, music, etc., to put you in the mood to write?

Ha! Scented candles, but only after a really good Mexican meal!  Seriously, I do actually listen to music, but not just any music – it has to be Joe Satriani or Steve Vai to get my creative juices flowing, and Megadeath to drive angst and other emotions into the stories.  Those artists inspire me so much because they depict every emotion and take my mind out into space somewhere – out where all the great stories reside, just waiting for someone brave enough to venture out far enough to find them.  I’ve always been moved by music – for pure inspiration or calming clarity – it’s the answer to my questions.

Music is also one of my inspirations. Can you tell us how you develop your plots and your characters?

I don’t develop plots except for the primary idea behind the book.  I develop the characters, give them a scenario, and let them drive the whole thing wherever it may go.  I try to push them in the original direction I perceived, but they sometimes have more pull in the fantasy world than I do here in the real world.  I’ve had a few arguments with them.  Never won any.

LOL! Characters do have minds of their own, it seems. Do you see yourself in some of your characters?

Only the heroes.  (Hahaha – that’s a joke)  Obviously, characters come from my mind, so they must be at least partly based on my personality or my perception of how others would act in certain circumstances.  Several of my protagonists have amazingly similar outlooks on life, political and ethical beliefs, sense of humor, etc., and a lot of my stories have strong underlying moral lessons.

Good to know. How do you unwind and relax when not writing?

I love to watch movies – any kind.  The worst are the best to me; the best are the best to me; the ones in between are the best too.  Starting to get my drift?  I listen to and play music (guitar), and love to read.  Spending time with friends and family is a special treat, and I’d do that 24/7 if possible.  However, for unwinding (and winding up in other worlds), video games trump all!  I could literally lose myself in video games for days.

Gotcha. You sound like you enjoy adventure, so where in the world would you most like to visit?

I’ve always had two places in mind to visit.  The Amazon jungle is first on the list.  I want to get lost with some tribe who lives off the land and never has to deal with the everyday obnoxious crap we put ourselves through in the ‘civilized’ world.  To TRULY be free is one of my long-time desires.  Second on my list is Australia, particularly the aboriginal regions.  The land looks incredible there.  I’d also like to visit some of the ancient areas in Southeast Asia – Burma, Vietnam, Cambodia, etc.  (Oops, that’s three places.  So I lied – sue me!)

Wow! You really are adventurous. You mentioned you enjoy reading. Do you prefer writing and reading books in a series, or ‘stand alone’ books?

I mostly prefer series, although I have enjoyed many stand alone stories, especially historical journeys or books based on history (no matter how loosely).  I write most of my books with sequels in mind.  Of the 26 books I’ve written, only four stand alone.  I think the reason is because I feel closer to the characters that way – you join their world, grow with them, and they almost become part of your extended family.

So true. Which of your characters would you like to be and why?

One of my favorite characters is a wacky ship captain who is super smart, chosen to lead Earth’s very first REAL mission into outer space (extrasolar).  He has so much fun with life and everyone else around him.  He was basically chosen for this mission because the powers-that-be wanted rid of him.  It turns out he’s the absolute best choice since the trip is real space travel – years upon years to their destination, not the warp 10 speeds of Star Trek.  His antics keep the crew and families from going stir-crazy.  I’d also like to be this character so I could go on the mission (another place on my to-visit wish list – I would have listed it above, but it’s not in this world).

Ooh, what fun! I’d love to tag along on that mission! Thank you so much, J.C., for sharing your thoughts and dreams with us today. Now please tell us about one of your books.Novel Ideas book cover

Delighted to.  The name of this book is Novel Ideas.

YouTube book trailer video:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8gf1oVYZAI

Blurb:

Penny Reed’s hopes for the future came to a crashing halt when her father died, making her a ward of the state. Knowing her grandfather was still alive and recognizing she’d never survive in the “system,” she stole her father’s boat and sailed away.

Forrest Reed was a man who danced to the beat of his own drum. Having little tolerance for most people and appalled by the worsening political climate in America, he created his own island somewhere in the Pacific to escape the madness. He thoroughly enjoyed his quiet, sheltered existence. Imagine his surprise when Penny showed up, claiming to be his granddaughter. Could Forrest say good-bye to a life of solitude, making room in his heart for his only grandchild, or would events from a painful past always stand between them?


Excerpt:

Prologue

January 1, 2040

Jordan was nervous. He was about to make the biggest announcement of his career – to him anyway. He sighed deeply, waiting for his latest understudy, Samantha White, to begin the report.

“Today, on his 70th birthday, world-renowned author, Forrest Reed, has announced in a statement issued by his agent, Philip Conrad, that he is releasing his final novel,” Ms. White read from the teleprompter with an appropriately despondent tone, which actually appeared to be fairly genuine. She was situated in front of a breaking news logo which rotated slowly, while dozens of books swirled in the background, emerging from the blackness as if bubbling up from the bottom of a stew pot. Forrest Reed’s familiar covers adorned the front of each book – and more surfaced endlessly. She continued to read the statement. “It is with a heavy heart that I am forced to inform you that Mr. Reed has decided to hang up his vocal processor and enjoy the remainder of his life at his newly completed home at an undisclosed location. He has requested everyone respect his decision to retire, and refrain from future contact.”

As Samantha finished her script, the camera switched focus to Jordan. “Wow, Samantha,” he soberly intoned, shaking his head in disbelief. Jordan, a legend in the business, had been spinning the news from the same desk since the inception of the interactive 3-D Holo-TV broadcast. Now in his sixties, he was by far the oldest anchor still on HV.

Samantha White was the newest face of the show, which seemed to cycle new, young, attractive women into Jordan’s evening news show annually. Jordan was obviously rocked by the news, but managed to finish his comment with, “He’s the last of a dying breed.”

“Yes, Jordan, he is. With 150 novels reaching number one on the bestseller list over the past 30 years, he has consistently released an average of five books per year, when nobody else seemed to be writing anything. That’s going to cause a severe void in the ever-declining book market.”

“And movie market as well,” Jordan added. “Seventy-two of his books have been made into films. His movies have grossed $48.9 billion in box office sales and have sold a staggering 3.4 billion copies in the aftermarket. He is reportedly worth an incredible $200 billion – definitely one of the world’s richest men.” As he spoke, the statistics appeared in colorful displays all around the two reporters.

“How did he become so popular?” Samantha asked the experienced newsman.

“Well, Samantha, it’s really quite simple. He was the only person out there who could come up with interesting, unique ideas.”

“What do you mean?” she pursued, genuinely intrigued.

“In 2010, when he began writing, the well seemed dry. People were growing tired of the cookie-cutter novels – the generic, molded, scripted repeats of previous successes. Forrest Reed came along and made people disengage their auto-pilot minds from the internet and immerse themselves into his imagination. He often criticized the entertainment industries of being so cold and calculating with their formulas for success, and challenged them all. The industry seemed unable to produce anything new. Old movies were recycled, mainly because nobody would chance anything different. Forrest Reed blasted the school systems and parents for not pushing young minds to be creative, to solve problems, to think other than in a linear fashion, but kids were being increasingly left plugged in and tuned out. They had mastered the world of digital communication, but had lost the ability to communicate with each other. All the languages of the world were degrading into a universal, anachronistic, lazy impersonal, and emotionless waste of space – according to Reed. He called the entire generation screenagers, and predicted they would reach new lows never previously thought possible. He said his generation strove for mediocrity, while this one strove for nothing. In 2015, twelve of the top 100 songs were remakes of old songs. He predicted that by 2035, more than 95 of 100 would be recreations. A quick check of the numbers –” he deftly manipulated the area around him to show the statistics, “reveals that, indeed, Reed was right. Ninety-seven of the top 100 songs in 2035 were remakes.”

“Amazing,” Samantha commented. “Why can’t anyone create something fresh and new?”

“Reed believed the minds of children were polluted with the ideas forced onto them by our education system. He thought parents lacked the ability to inspire their children because of their own poor levels of education, causing each generation to become worse, compounded by the previous mistakes. In his record-breaking non-fiction book titled, A Lost Art: Thinking, he details personal beliefs on the state of creativity in the world – and he appears to be right about all of the predictions he made.”

Samantha sighed heavily. “With Forrest Reed gone, and this show the only remaining source of creative commentary, what will happen?”

Jordan shook his head sadly. “I suspect the book industry will finally die off and the sole source of our entertainment will degrade into 20th century commercial jingles, remakes of ’80s movies, unreal so-called ‘reality’ shows, ridiculous sitcoms and a continual stream of OMG, WTF and WGAF.”

It was obvious he found this scenario rather revolting. Jordan had always prided himself in being a student of Reed’s, concurring with the famous author in nearly every sad detail of the pathetic state of the planet. He really didn’t want to think of the world that would rise from lost creativity and originality. It seemed everyone thought being like everyone else was a good thing; the biggest problem Jordan and Forrest saw with that was the population all met at the bottom, not the top. He and Reed appeared to be the last two dinosaurs that had broken away from that path.

The show continued with several old clips of Reed preaching his gospel to the masses of mush-minds, most of whom just didn’t get it. Jordan and Samantha set out several charts which the HV users could peruse at their leisure. One showed that Forrest Reed’s novels outsold the rest of the market three to one in the last year. His last two movies grossed $3.8 billion, more than the total of all other movies for the previous four years.

Jordan finished his broadcast by pleading, “Forrest, if you can hear me, we really need you. Please don’t leave us.” His somber mood didn’t abate after they signed off; he was really crushed.

Concerned, Samantha asked, “YGBOK?”

Jordan stared a hole into her as if she were from another planet.

“Sorry. Are you going to be okay?” It was a rule of his show not to use acronyms, one that he still tried to enforce off the air.

“No, I think I’ll go read his last book, then just shoot myself,” he answered drily.

Now she regarded him as the alien. “Good luck with that,” she responded.

He chuckled. “And Reed says there’s no hope for this generation. But you see? You are capable of independent thought – even humor! That was really funny, Sam,” he said sarcastically.

“I was serious,” she informed him with a straight face.

He laughed harder.

Amazon.us purchase link:  http://www.amazon.com/Novel-Ideas-ebook/dp/B0082NSE00/
B&N purchase link:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/novel-ideas-j-c-allen/1110794552?ean=2940014419000
Author website:  http://jcallenbooks.weebly.com/

Suggestion from Lyn: Also sample J.C’s political thriller, M.O.D. http://www.amazon.com/M-O-D-ebook/dp/B004SUR5L0

Monday Author Meetup: Caroline Clemmons


Visiting this week is multi-published, award winning author Caroline Clemmons.

Caroline Clemmons - Dreamin in Dallas - 4-1-11About the Author:

Caroline Clemmons is an Amazon bestselling author of historical and contemporary western romances whose books have garnered numerous awards. Her most recent novel, BLUEBONNET BRIDE, is a poignant tale of tender redemption. A frequent speaker at conferences and seminars, she has taught workshops on characterization, point of view, and layering a novel.

Caroline is a member of Romance Writers of America, Dallas Area Romance Authors, Yellow Rose Romance Writers, and Hearts Through History Romance Writers. Her latest publications are the acclaimed historical Men of Stone Mountain series: BRAZOS BRIDE, HIGH STAKES BRIDE, and BLUEBONNET BRIDE.

Caroline and her husband live in the heart of Texas cowboy country with their menagerie of rescued pets. When she’s not indulging her passion for writing, Caroline enjoys reading, travel, antiquing, genealogy, painting, and getting together with friends. Find her on her blog, website, Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, and Pinterest.

Hi, Caroline. I’m so glad you could join me today.

I’m happy to be here, Lyn.

Please tell us about your typical writing day. What’s your best time of day to write? On average, how many hour a day do you write?

I do most of my marketing and social media early in the morning. I write most of the day, but I do my best work between seven pm and one am. I am at my computer from five to twelve hours a day.

Those are some long days. I often work late into the night too. Do you prefer quiet or do you listen to music while you write?

I write to classical music from Pandora online radio. Classical music keeps me from being distracted by the lyrics. I believe it also helps the rhythm of my writing. When I’m involved with online marketing/promotion, I listen to an eclectic mix of artists like Carole King, Ella Fitzgerald, Rascal Flatts, Maroon Five, and many more.

I love your mix of music! You’ve also had a mix of publishers, I understand. Please share your experiences if you don’t mind.

I don’t mind a bit. I began with Kensington (bad experience) for three books and a novella. After a period of discouragement, I moved to a small press, The Wild Rose Press (wonderful people!). Due to the opportunity to increase my royalties, I am now self-published and love it. I still have one contemporary western romance and one historical novella with The Wild Rose Press, but the rights will revert to me this fall.

Higher royalties are a big incentive to self-publish, I agree. Does your significant other and/or family support your writing career?

I’m very lucky. My husband is unbelievably supportive and even helps with covers and uploading book to the various vendors. Both our daughters are encouraging and helpful.

Yes, you’re very lucky. Do you have critique partners and/or beta readers?

I have the world’s best critique partners who encourage and support me. They are strong in my weak areas and definitely make my writing better. They also hold me accountable so I don’t goof off. ☺ Our critique sessions also involve a little group therapy.

LOL! I know what you mean. I’m curious, do you prefer writing and reading books in a series, or “stand alone” books?

I love writing and reading books in a series. Since I love my characters, I hate to let them go. I enjoy revisiting them to update what has transpired in their lives.

Do you hear from your readers? If so, please quote your favorite fan letter.

My favorite is a note from a fan about BRAZOS BRIDE: “This was soooooo good. I love this book so much I’ve read it about twenty times.”

Wow, what a compliment! I’m sure your fans eagerly await your next book. What project(s) are you working on now?

I’m writing the third book in the historical Kincaid series. The hero is Storm Kincaid and the title is THE MOST UNSUITABLE COURTSHIP. As with all but one of my books, it’s set in Texas. I expect to release it in September. I also plan a Christmas novella in the Stone Mountain series, CHRISTMAS ON STONE MOUNTAIN, to be released early November. This novella will feature Sheriff “Buster” Parrish. Maybe we’ll learn his real first name.

Sounds like you’re super busy. How about a blurb from your latest release?

Sure. This blurb is for Tabitha’s Journey. front cover

Would you become a mail-order bride?

Tabitha Masterson is certain whatever awaits her in Radford Springs, Texas will be better than what her brother and that awful William have in mind in Boston. After her father’s death, her brother has become a tyrant. She escapes to begin her new life in Texas, but trouble can’t be far behind. She believes if she’s married when trouble arrives, she’ll be safe. But her fiancé is reluctant to accept her as a substitute for the mail-order bride he’d courted.

Bear Baldwin is crushed when he receives a wire notifying him that the woman with whom he has corresponded for almost a year has passed him off to her friend. Do the two women believe he’s like an old shirt to be handed down? His mother urges him to give the substitute fiancée a chance, but his pride is stung and he hasn’t decided.

Excerpt:

Tabitha sat in the Witt family’s parlor and wiped tears from her face. “I’ve never been so miserable. Prissy, what am I going to do?”

“Are you certain he’d send you to an asylum if you resist?”

“Yes, but I don’t know which would be worse—being married to William or being locked away. The man gives me shivers in the worst way.”

“Me, too.” Priscilla paused and smoothed the folds of her yellow and black plaid taffeta skirt. “I-I’ve had another letter from Tobias.”

Her attention captured and anger deflected, Tabitha leaned toward her friend intent on hearing the missive’s contents. “Did her send for you?”

“Yes.” Suddenly, Priscilla’s face puckered as if she, too, might cry. “Oh, I don’t know what to do.”

“Prissy?” She leaned back to stare at her friend. “What do you mean? I thought you’d accepted his proposal.”

Tabitha was half in love with Tobias Baldwin herself. Already she knew they shared many interests. Priscilla had shared each of his letters, and Tabitha had assisted Priscilla in answering them. Assisted so much, the writing became Tabitha’s heartfelt missives to him.

“I was all set to leave, just as I said. But…oh, Tabbie, Virgil Allsup has finally spoken to Papa for me. If only Virgil had come forward sooner I never would have answered that mail order bride agency’s advertisement.” She sniffed and dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief. “You know I’ve yearned for Virgil ever so long. By now I thought he didn’t want me.”

“What are you going to do?” Tabitha knew what she’d do. In her way of thinking, a man who dragged his feet as Virgil had all these years couldn’t begin to measure up to Tobias as a husband.

“That’s just it. I-I accepted Virgil’s proposal.” She sobbed into her handkerchief.

Tabitha couldn’t help her own tear-filled eyes widening in surprise. “You’re engaged to two men? Prissy, that’s—“

“Unethical? I know.” Priscilla waved her handkerchief. “I think it’s even illegal. Breach of contract or something.” Priscilla met Tabitha’s gaze. “But don’t you see? This could be a solution for your problem.”

Tabitha sighed and shook her head. “I don’t think mine has a solution.”

“Since you hate living with David and Bertha, and you always thought so much of Tobias, maybe you’d like to take my place.” She chewed at her lip as she glanced at Tabitha.

“Me? Go to Texas and marry Tobias?” Incredulous as the idea sounded, already Tabitha’s mind considered the option.

Writing News: A blog and a book launch!


I have two announcements today. First, I’m blogging on Sweethearts of the West, topic: “Saddle Up, Cowpokes!” (It’s about Old West saddle makers.)

Second, my dear friend and critique partner, Carra Copelin, has launched her debut novel, Code of Honor. Book one of her Texas Code series, it’s a fast paced romantic suspense story. The cover is hot! Come take a look and sample Carra’s writing. You won’t be sorry.

http://www.amazon.com/Code-of-Honor-ebook/dp/B00E019830/ref=sr_1_5?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1374353073&sr=1-5&keywords=Code+of+Honor

Monday Author Meetup


Kicking off my Monday Author Meetup feature, western historical and occult horror author Judith McDowell joins me today.

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About the Author:

Judith Ann McDowell is a novelist with six finished books. When not working on a manuscript, Judith along with her husband likes to travel to different cities such as New Orleans to talk with people about voodoo and to talk with those who have experienced first hand, true hauntings. Judith is the mother of four grown sons, Guy and David and Rhett and Nick and lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, Darrell, and their two Pekingese Chi and Tai and three kitties Isis and Lacy and Reefer. Judith is at present working on her next novel.

Welcome, Judith. I’m delighted to have you here.

Hi Lyn. It’s my pleasure.

To start off, why don’t you tell us how you began writing?

Sure thing. I dreamed my first book, “Long Ago Memories.” I dreamed the Indian camp in Montana complete with the names. I woke and began writing the book. And I haven’t stopped since.

That sounds like one amazing dream! What’s your best time of day or night to write?

My best time to write is in the daytime. I write until the story stops flowing, so it just depends.

Do you use scented candles, music, etc., to put you in the mood to write?

What works best for me is music. For my Indian stories I played good Indian music and John Schnieder.

Can you write amid noisy distractions or do you need absolute quiet?

When I write I don’t have to worry about anyone else being around as I scream and cuss and cry…whatever the character is doing at the time.

Grinning! I can relate. I get weepy when writing sad scenes. May I ask if you use a pen name? If so, how did you choose it?

Yes, I do. I write under my maiden name.

What a coincidence! So do I. Actually, I suspect quite a few authors do. Who are your books published with? How did you come to be with this publisher?

The way I became published is Karen Fuller, my publisher at World Castle Publishing, read Rougarou, liked what she read and published me.

How do you develop your plots and your characters?

I don’t develop my plots or characters. I sit down at the computer and whatever hits my mind hits the storyline.

Ah, so you’re a pantser. Good to know. Do you see yourself in some of your characters?

Absolutely. I believe that all writers have a bit of themselves in their stories.

That does seem inevitable. One last important question: Does your significant other and/or family support your writing career?

My husband has backed my writing from the beginning.LongAgoMemories

That man is a keeper! And you are one lucky gal. Now please tell us about some of your books.

Gladly. I write in multiple genres. First, here’s a glimpse of my “ghostly” Native American romance, Long Ago Memories.

In her search for the truth, seventeen-year-old Tia Thornton leaves the sophisticated world of Boston to come to the wilds of Montana. Abandoned soon after her illegitimate birth by her mother, sixteen-year-old Jessie Thornton, Tia finds more than she bargained for in her search for her father.

While staying with her grandmother at the Thornton ranch, she comes across a drawing of a young Indian couple drawn many years ago. In the picture she sees the face of a man who has haunted her dreams for as long as she can remember. The beautiful young girl standing by his side – looks just like her.

A person dreams many dreams

But are they really dreams

Or…Long Ago Memories?

Excerpt:

With her head snuggled on Charlotte’s chest, and surrounded by her comforting arms she listened to Charlotte as she tried to explain away the frightening incident. Finally, towards morning, Charlotte’s theory of a bad dream began to make sense.

“How silly,”  she thought to herself, before dozing off, “I actually thought he was real.”

Outside the storm continued to rage. Drenching the rich land and cutting into the torn soil like a surgeon gone mad. For a split second the room glowed bright, showing the clear outline of a man. Then it was gone, leaving the women shrouded once more in total darkness.

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Rougarou is an occult horror thriller set in Louisiana.

Everyone who lived in Saint Anthony Parish, Louisiana grew up hearing stories of the old Hindel Mansion . The one cast in shadow and sitting alone. Of late-night howling on nights of the full moon.
Parents listened and nodded as though in complete agreement with the strange happenings. Later they would laugh and shake their heads over the wild imaginings of today’s youth.

Then a family named Rawlins moved into the mansion and within days the laughter turned to a cold and paralyzing fear. Now another child has disappeared from the mansion and Detectives Hays and Olivier’ know they need to move fast before they have another bloodbath on their hands. Will they be in time to save this child?

Rougarou

There are those for whom the night becries

A call they can’t ignore

To set them forth to walk this earth as many have before

Would you send them back with pious words

To cleanse their evil souls?

Then hide beneath your cloak of white

While they wither in the throes of a living hell

They did not choose,

Yet are caught within its grasp

Too weak to break the chains  that bind

Hence they have been cast.

Excerpt:

Her hand flew to her throat. “Someone has moved into the mansion.”

“So much time has passed, I thought we’d moved beyond havin’ to worry.”

“Evil does not die, Jack.” She stared through the weathered screen door at the gathering mist. “It only lies dormant. Waiting.”

“You have to warn them, Chandra.” He ran a tired hand through his thin k, dark brown hair. “I don’t know how, I mean how does one warn others  `bout the likes of him and not come off soundin’ like we’re the ones they should be leery of?”

“What you ask of me, I am unable to give.”

“Unable or unwillin?’ he gazed  at her in the dim light. “You know as well as I , no one else will go up there. Christ! Even I haven’t been in that house since…” He shoved his tall, lean body from the chair to push past her and onto the porch.

Close on his heels she jerked him around to face her. “You, and others like you, think since I have the gift to see what others cannot, I am beyond his reach. The powers of darkness are very strong, Jack.” Her slender arms twined around her body. “Only a fool would challenge their wrath.”

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The Hay Fort also falls in the occult horror genre.

When Willie and Butch Coby stumble on some filled jars in an old abandoned bus they have no idea what they are inviting by taking the jars away. Not until the contents are analyzed do they begin to realize some adventures can cost you your life or worse turn that life into a living nightmare.

Let all who know

The name of the beast

Give up his name

For he will not

Hold back his wrath

Against a child of the most holy

Excerpt:

I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to get outta here. We can think about getting the jars another time.”

The sky was now dark, lit by the occasional flash of lightning followed by loud claps of thunder. It had also started to rain.

“Lets go to your house, and I’ll call my dad to come get me. I’ve had enough adventure for now.

“Me too,” Butch said, not caring there was fear sounding in his voice.  He glanced back at the house. He didn’t know why he did. He wanted nothing more than to leave, to forget the terrible place. But something seemed to be forcing him to look back. And then he saw something in the window. He couldn’t make it out at first but with another flash of lightening…”Willie, oh my God, look!”

Butch heard his intake of breath as they stood looking at the face of a woman pressed against the window and staring out at them.

Judith’s Amazon links:

http://www.amazon.com/Long-Ago-Memories-ebook/dp/B006K26ZBU

http://www.amazon.com/Rougarou-ebook/dp/B005DFD

http://www.amazon.com/The-Hay-Fort-ebook/dp/B007TKS9N4

You can also purchase Judith’s books on her website.

http://judithann.starsofhollywoodnetwork.com/2013/07/10/now-announcing/?fb_source=pubv1