Do you like books about: Paranormal? Urban Fantasy? Succubi and Demons? Okay, let’s talk. I have a few freebies to give away Do you like Audiobooks? If you answered yes to both questions, let’s talk. I have a few freebies to give away. I ran a promotion with a service where listeners were given copies of my books in audio form, and unfortunately, it didn’t work out. So, let me know if you enjoy listening and reviewing (to the genres I write within), and I’d love to share several wonderful hours of free entertainment with you. Next questions: Do you like dragons? The end of the world? Post-Apocalyptic scenarios? You’re in luck as well. The audiobook for Banshee will be available late this week. I have copies available for review. Click the links to take a snoop, and email me at firstname.lastname@example.org to receive your copy. I’ll be signing and on panels at LibertyCon in beautiful Chattanooga, Tennessee this weekend. Stop by if you’re around, there will be many excellent authors there. Terry’s Audible Titles For Your Perusal!
In the new series, Carlie McEwan is a witch. She will have a romantic interest. He is a vampire AND a viking. My logic is a as follows: Vikings are cool; so cool that I married a Norwegian. Vampires are cool; so cool that I married a Norwegian, who shares the same skin tones. I think it makes for an unusual romance. Can you imagine the arguments? “Well, if you hadn’t sacked the city, we wouldn’t have to drive so far to find decent Chinese food!” I think you’ll love this series. cheers, Terry
A little sum’in sum’in for my readers. I’ve commissioned some truly beautiful jewelry for next month’s release of Halfway Dead. Local artist Kelli Brown is producing sets of bangles with charms based on the tale of Carlie and her magic. Here’s the cover, by the wonderful Staci Hart:
And here are some color themes for the bangles– this is the first set, without the charms:
Now, you’re asking me– what charms, and why? Well, the book’s tagline is “Come for the Waffles, Stay for the Magic.” So, these will be added to the bangles as well:
And of course, magic has to have stars, right?
So! Here’s the blurb for the book. Read it, share with friends who love paranormal fiction, and witches, and humor and adventure, won’t you? Then look for the pre-order next month. I’ll pick two winners from the early readers.
Carlie McEwan loves many things.
She loves being a witch. She loves her town of Halfway, NY—a tourist destination nestled on the shores of an Adirondack lake. Carlie loves her enormous familiar, Gus, who is twenty-five pounds of judgmental Maine Coon cat, and she positively worships her Grandmother, a witch of incredible power and wisdom. Carlie spends her days cooking at the finest—and only—real diner in town, and her life is a balance between magic and the mundane, just as she likes it.
When a blonde stranger sits at the diner counter and calls her by name, that balance is gone. Major Pickford asks Carlie to lead him into the deepest shadows of the forest to find a mythical circle of chestnut trees, thought lost to forever to mankind. There are ghosts in the forest, and one of them cries out to Carlie across the years. Come find me.
Danger, like the shadowed pools of the forest, can run deep. The danger is real, but Carlie’s magic is born of a pure spirit. With the help of Gus, and Gran, and a rugged cop who really does want to save the world, she’ll fight to bring a ghost home, and deliver justice to a murderer who hides in the cool, mysterious green of a forest gone mad with magic.
It’s the shortest month for a reason. Football (in the US) is over). Sports as we know it begin to hibernate until baseball season. For much of the nation, the weather is putrid. Naturally, in this national funk, my thoughts turn to a fifteen year quest that remains unfulfilled.
It’s So Much More Than a Desk.
Before I discuss my personal Great White Whale, let me give you some back story about my wife’s eerie ability to find rare and unusual gifts. She’s like a tall, Norwegian bloodhound with really great legs, but a high customer rating on Ebay to boot. Nothing escapes her internet sleuthing, except for an odd furniture request I’ve had as a standing goal– even she hasn’t been able to find my dream desk, which is crazy given her skills. Since there isn’t anything else fun in February, I shall reignite my search for The One That Got Away.
Scene: 2002. The Hemingway Collection from Thomasville
I was watching television and saw– and got excited, mind you– an advertisement about a furniture collection. Thomasville announced that they were creating two American collections based on Ernest Hemingway and Humphrey Bogart. Look, I write books and I’m over the age of forty; either one of those men lived the kind of life that I was raised to consider just short of Godhood.
How Writers See Themselves. But Of Course.
So, I see this desk.Yes, it’s mass produced but I don’t care. I freak out and start looking to buy one, only to find out it’s around 2500 dollars. “No, we can’t take a post-dated check,” Said every Thomasville store. Trust me, I asked. All right then. I file the item away as *to be located* and move on with my life. I’ve seen two versions of the desk in various locations around the United states– one in California (of course, those people horde all the cool things) and one at an undisclosed location. The seller was rather tight-lipped, leading me to think the desk was stuffed with human skulls or something; naturally I wanted that desk even more. I envision myself sitting at the desk, writing novels of great weight, penning letters on handmade vellum and generally acting like it’s 1937, but without all the Nazis and Stalinists ruining everything. I would wear some sort of linen something, a devil-may-care attitude, and I would have my first whiskey at eleven a.m., right after I had my first screaming match with a shadowy editor somewhere– this brawl would ensue on a vintage handheld telephone and would include terms like scalawag and reprobate. Seriously, it’s a fantastic desk.
Be still, my heart.
Do I need a desk with faux Arabian Oryx horn legs? Of course not. But I want it very much indeed. So, I’ll keep poking around on ebay, pinterest, whatever, and then one day, it will be in my grasp at a reasonable price, though located in the U.P. of Michigan or something. No matter, there’s a lesson in here somewhere about patience and, character, maybe. Or just plain old consumerism. Either way, if you see one of these beauties, you tell me. I’ll be there with my postdated check.
Welcome to what will be the busiest writing year of my life.
I’ve recently made some Super Executive Command Decisions based on requests from readers, and the menu for 2015 has changed. So, let’s begin with what is happening right now.
I’m thrilled to be working with the brilliant Rebecca Cook once more. She’s currently applying her repertoire of voices to the third book in The Fearless, and I can tell you with complete certainty that ‘The Waking Serpent’ will be the best audiobook we’ve done together. Rebecca inhabits my characters, and the early samples are fantastic. Here is Rebecca pretending to be Rebecca:
Rebecca, Sans Braiiiinnnns.
Fun fact: I have multiple pictures of Rebecca in zombie makeup. She’s a crew member on Z Nation (Zombie freaks, take note!) and yet, in the spirit of altruism and all that is pure, I chose this delightful photo instead. (I know not to anger the talent!) Moving on. In the clearest demonstration of “it isn’t what you know, it’s who you know”, I’m proud to announce that the voice of my new series Banshee is the stellar Henry McNulty. He’s an actor, musician, and according to Rebecca, “one heluva singer” (note to self– write musical for dragons. Like Fame, but more fantastical!). Henry attended a workshop hosted by Rebecca in which she imparted knowledge on the art of voiceover acting. I asked Rebecca, “Hey, know any guys for this dragon thing?”, one thing led to another, and here we are. Henry begins production of Banshee the first week of February; the series will be released in all forms simultaneously. Here’s the rakish baritone himself; I’m told that, like Rebecca, he hails from a place called “Washington State” which frankly sounds made up to me, sort of like North Dakota or the Smithtown Mall.
The Alleged Washington State Resident
While those projects are rolling along, two other books aren’t just happening; they’re moving forward at ludicrous speed. I’m well into book five of The Fearless, and if the concept of sexy Nazi werewolves isn’t for you, well, you can just skip that chapter. It’s fantastic. Love the villains, and I know you will too. I cannot wait to hear Rebecca spit curses in a Germanic/Schnauzer accent. Next stop: Vocal Gymnastics! My third series begins in 2015, and it’s a departure for me. It’s a comedy/fantasy based on a young witch who doubles as a short order cook in a resort town. She lives and works in a mythical lakeside tourist trap in the Adirondack Mountains; this area is my family’s natural habitat, and if you’ve ever waited tables and wanted to hex the person who just stiffed you, then I have the book you’ve been waiting for. It’s funny, and sad at times, and the character is totally unique. She has a hate/hate relationship with cars, so her teenaged neighbors extort money from her for rides, but she wrecks their love lives so it all evens out in the end. I am targeting this series for publication in June of this year, and will keep you updated. I’m also writing a short ghost story for an anthology that will fund the breast cancer vaccine. As you may know, I lost my mother nearly twenty years ago, as well as my Nana, and two aunts– breast cancer is an utter plague on the women of my family and millions more as well. I am honored to be a part of the anthology, which is in the capable hands of my good friend author J.L.Brooks. So! Lots going on, and I’d better get typing. Grab your copies of all my books this week; I’m looking into this new alpaca farm thing and I want to fund it soon. I need sweaters. Cheers! Terry