Latest updates and Excerpt from Other People #teasertuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along!

I have been moving forward on a number of fronts lately. It’s been a busy month.

  • Diversion has hit the shelves (Kindle and Paperback)!
  • Stand Alone has been published to Smashwords, so if you have been waiting for the ePub, you can get it now! It should be showing up in Apple iBooks, Scribd, and all of the other places that Smashwords publishes to shortly.
  • Tattooed Teardrops is out for final edits and should be out next month. I need to pull together a trailer…
  • I am looking for beta readers for Don’t Forget Steven (to be published in September) and for Those Who Believe (to be published in October). If you are interested and are not on my beta reader circulation list, drop me a line!
  • And, of course, I finished the first draft (actually, I’m on about the third draft now) of Cynthia has a Secret, which I wrote for July CampNano. See my shiny CampNano badge to the right?
  • And because I have so much free time, I’m working on rewrites of a couple of older novels that are planned for release next year…

On to the teaser! I picked up Other People because it is about a woman with Borderline Personality Disorder, one of the mental illnesses that I have also written about (mine isn’t out until next year). It had good reviews, so I wanted to see how another author (Kelly O’Callan) handled the research and writing about this difficult subject matter.

Other people are everybody but me… Other people have missions, a purpose on earth… Everyone else has fulfillment in life, not me.

Other People, Kelly O’Callan

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“I can’t stay with you Ginny, because one day your disorder will cause you to hate me. And I never want you to hate me.”

Painfully shy and socially awkward, Ginny avoids engaging in a world filled with “other people” as best as she can. After a failed suicide attempt, Ginny is diagnosed with borderline personality disorder and begins a journey towards improving her distraught life. In her quest to fit in among other people, Ginny studies the behaviors of her picture-perfect new neighbors, Jim and Nina, and tries her best to mimic their life skills. But, will Ginny’s attempts to be one of the other people help her fit into their world, or send her crashing back deeper into the dark, isolated world she is desperately trying to escape?

 

Excerpt from “Twelve Years a Slave” #teasertuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along!

New release! You may have seen yesterday’s post that Diversion has hit the shelves! Woo-hoo!

You may have seen my current read, Twelve Years a Slave, by Solomon Northup, on the silver screen lately.

So I resolved to lock the secret closely in my heart—never to utter one word or syllable as to who or what I was —trusting in Providence and my own shrewdness for deliverance.

Twelve Years a Slave, Solomon Northup

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The astonishing memoir of a free man who was sold into slavery in Louisiana where he was kept for 12 years—a powerful, riveting condemnation of slavery, and a story soon to be introduced to a new audience through a major film

Tricked by two men offering him a job as a musician in New York state in 1841, Solomon Northup was instead drugged and kidnapped. Threatened with death, Northup was forced to assume a new name and fake past. Taken to Louisiana on a disease-ridden plague ship, he was initially sold to a cotton planter. In the 12 years that followed he was sold to many different owners who treated him with varying levels of savagery, including forced labor, scant food, and numerous beatings. Eventually Northup succeeded in contacting Samuel Bass, a white carpenter whom he knew to be sympathetic to the cause of black people. Bass contacted Northup’s family and together they gained the necessary paperwork to travel to Louisiana to retrieve him. Northup pressed charges against his captors but in a triumph of irony the case was heard in Washington—meaning that as a black man he could not testify against the accused (in the end they were able to countersue him.) A true-life testament to tremendous courage and tenacity in the face of unfathomable injustice, Northup’s account is also of extreme interest due to the meticulous recordings of slave life. Unique in its firsthand nature, the book became a runaway bestseller.

Diversion, Breaking the Pattern #2 released!

Diversion Release

Thanks to my army of beta readers and helpers, Diversion is now available!

Watch the trailer, or jump right to the bookstore links.

Even though Diversion is the second book in the “Breaking the Pattern” series, it can be read as a stand alone.

 

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Raised to a life of crime, Sandy is a teenage prostitute, junkie, and con artist. She always joked that her Da taught her a trade, that it hadn’t hurt her to be brought up like she was. 

But things keep getting more complicated, more dangerous, and Sandy doesn’t want to admit even to herself that she longs for an honest, normal life.   

Even when she tries to change, things don’t go smoothly. Sandy’s past keeps interfering with her new relationships. In the end, if she and her family don’t pull together, Sandy will not be able to escape yet another ghost of her past. Do they have what it takes for her to change her life completely? 


—I am very impressed with P.D. Workman’s writing. Sandy is a druggie and a hooker, but you really like and pull for her. She is a character you can really get behind and cheer on! Diversion is well-edited and an enjoyable read—fast-paced and intense, with a great climax and conclusion!   

—I absolutely loved the flow of this book. It worked as a stand alone too, if you haven’t read the series. The way that P.D. Workman writes just flows amazingly and allows the reader to get really invested in the book. 

—I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed reading this book and am eagerly awaiting the next book in the series.

Excerpt from Necrodancer #teasertuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along!

While you’re waiting for “Diversion” to be published (any day now—excerpt here!) you can enjoy my special birthday present to you—a free download of “Stand Alone“! But be sure to download it today, it is only free for a limited time.

One of my beta readers for “Tattooed Teardrops” is a young beginning author, and asked me to read her debut short story on Amazon, The NecroDancer (Deadful Life of Ella, Book 1), by Joanne Boyd. So I thought I would use it for my Teaser Tuesday post, and post a short review here.

I was smashing zombies like they were baseballs coming out of one of those automatic pitching machines, apologising each time.

Jab. ‘Sorry’. Whack. ‘Sorry’. Stab. ‘Sorry’.

I wasn’t hurting them, since they were already dead, but it still seemed… disrespectful.

The NecroDancer (Deadful Life of Ella, Book 1), Joanne Boyd

My Review:

Sure, there are lots of zombie books and stories out these days. It’s a growing niche. But those zombies all shuffle and moan. Joanne Boyd’s zombies dance. As in, ballet.

Teenage protagonist Ella is a medium reminiscent of Melinda Gordon in “Ghost Whisperer”. But with less baby doll lingerie and more spunk. In this short story (38 real pages), book 1 in a prospective series, she must confront a necromancer reanimating corpses as his own dance company.

It is a fun, light read, well-edited, with a jazzy cover, well-suited to your bus-ride home after a long day at the office. Watch for more of Ella’s adventures in the future.

On Amazon:

51AQe1Jyj+L._SL250_I honestly thought that being forced to go to the ballet with my Gran was the worst thing I’d ever had to do and that was BEFORE I knew that the dancers on stage were a bunch of reanimated corpses controlled by a psychotic necromancer named Albertino. 

THEN I had to go to his studio to find and destroy his talisman to save the trapped souls all by myself – since Gran is the only other medium I know and apparently she’s “too old to run around all day chasing talismans.” And the talisman in question? Sitting right on Albertino’s big fat finger. 

I haven’t even gotten to the worst part yet. 

What’s worse than a bunch of people watching dead ballerinas dance on stage and having no idea that anything is wrong? 

The fact that dancing is not the only thing they can do.

Excerpt from “Diversion” #SampleSunday

Diversion TrailerI am hoping to have Diversion published very soon! While it is the second book in the “Breaking the Pattern” series, you can read it as a stand alone novel (beta readers have confirmed that they had no problem understanding what was going on). I will warn you, though, that it is a spoiler for the first book!

While you’re waiting for release day, you can watch the trailer, and read the excerpt below!


 

It hadn’t been cold or damp that day. It was been a mild, sunny day, which had started off very pleasantly, with the prospect of a date at the Harbor.

Sandy looked around the hotel lobby for her date. A couple of people looked at her or smiled, but no one approached. She hung around, watching the sidewalk outside for any one of interest. Friends, Johns, cops… She waited a while, then started to get impatient. Sandy looked at her watch. It had been half an hour. He wasn’t going to show. He’d chickened out or something.

Sandy left the hotel and walked down the street slowly, watching the traffic for any possibility of a pick-up. She wasn’t paying much attention to the others on the sidewalk around her. She was irritated by the no-show. As she crossed the alley, a van pulled up in front of her and the side door opened and before she had a chance to take it all in, a masked man grabbed her and threw her roughly in the back. The door slammed shut and the van lurched into the street and sped off. Sandy started to right herself, pushing herself up onto her elbows, disoriented. Her purse was snatched out of her hand, and a pair of hands closed around her arms, pulled her up and wrestled her around, and just as Sandy’s brain processed the thought that she needed to fight, handcuffs closed around her wrist. Sandy jerked back against them reflexively, crying out in protest, unable to formulate words. Once the cuffs were on, he dropped her to the floor of the van.

Sandy sat up and looked around. Since the cuffs had closed around her wrists, her brain had been trying to convince her that it was some sort of police sting or covert op. But looking around, she knew it was not true. They had lured and kidnapped her. They wore masks. The interior of the van was dark and bare, stripped of passenger seats, carpet, down to bare metal.

“What’s going on?” she demanded, finally finding her voice.

“Shut up or we’ll gag you,” the masked man growled.

Sandy considered and decided to obey. She couldn’t see out the front windshield. She sat up taller and strained for a look, and the man kicked her shoulder, knocking her down with a bone-shaking crash.

“Stay down,” he ordered.

Sandy didn’t move, laying partly on her face and partly on her side, breathing heavily and trying to assess the damage. Her shoulder throbbed where the kick had connected and her back and head where she’d landed. She was grateful that he had chosen to kick her shoulder instead of her face, which he could have done just as easily.

After ten or fifteen minutes, the van stopped. The man stooped down and lifted Sandy to her feet. Then he pulled a black garbage bag over her head. Sandy gasped, her life flashing before her eyes. She was sure he was now going to suffocate her. But the bag remained loose around her head and body as he took her out of the van and walked her into a building.

She was pushed to the floor again, roughly. Sandy felt him remove the handcuff from one wrist, and she was pulled over to a metal post and it was re-locked. Then he took the garbage bag back off her head. Sandy gasped for breath, even though it had not restricted her breathing.

“Please tell me what this is about,” Sandy pleaded. “What’s going on?”

“Shut up.”

He walked out of the room. Sandy could hear snatches of his conversation—maybe with the van driver—in the next room.

“…just gonna leave her?”

“…teach him to mess with me!”

“…what if…?”

“…I don’t care…”

More low voices Sandy couldn’t hear, getting gradually further away.

“…no one does that to me…”

Then a door slammed, and there was silence. Sandy sat there, listening, her eyes gradually adjusting to the dark. Where did they go? Who were they? What did they intend to do with her?

Somehow she fell asleep, frightened and confused, overwhelmed by the situation. Maybe when she woke back up, it would make sense.

I want to give you a gift for my birthday!

My birthday is coming, and I want to give YOU a present! 

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JRGBCH8

I love this book, it’s one of my best stories. I’m hoping you like it too!

Stand Alone Free

Packing for Camp NaNo #nanowrimo #campnano

Oh the crazy weeks before Camp NaNo! Trying to clear the decks before the writing starts:

- One novel hopefully to be released before the end of the month (Diversion)
- Another out to beta readers now (Tattooed Teardrops)
- Rewriting one of my older novels, which needs lots of work: cutting out the deadwood, incorporating a new storyline, and trying to sort out a new ending (tentatively “Black Rider”). I don’t think the rewrite will be done before Camp NaNo.
- Editing NaNo novel from a couple of years ago (Lion Within)


cynthia kindle coverAnd, of course, I have started on a mindmap/outline and research for the novel I will start writing July 1! Tentatively titled “Cynthia has a Secret”, the storyline is starting to coalesce and I am getting quite excited about writing it! Here is a first run at a cover concept.

There is still lots of work to do before starting (check out my process in a previous article). I have characters to flesh out, outlining to do, logline, and some more research. As of today, my Evernote notebook for Cynthia has 31 notes in it, as well as a checklist of issues in my todo list, and the mindmap has about 72 nodes on it.

If you are a writer doing Camp NaNo, search me out on the website under username pdw.

 

Excerpt from Riders of the Purple Sage #teasertuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along!

Have you seen my new pre-release trailer for “Diversion, Breaking the Pattern #2“? I am getting close to release date! And you don’t have to have read book #1 to follow this one, it works just fine as a stand alone.

I’m still reading Tin God, so I thought I would include a teaser from the audiobook I just finished, Zane Grey’s classic “Riders of the Purple Sage“. A western, in case you’ve never heard of Zane Grey! Here you go:

You see it was this way. I come round the house an’ seen that fat party an’ heard him talkin’ loud. Then he seen me, an’ very impolite goes straight for his gun.

Riders of the Purple Sage, Zane Grey

The description on Amazon is a little lacking, but here it is:

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It is 1871 in Cottonwoods, Utah. A woman stands accused. A man, sentenced to whipping. Into this travesty of small-town justice rides the one man the town elders fear: the gunman, Lassiter. It doesn’t take long for Lassiter to see that this once-peaceful Mormon community is controlled by the corrupt Deacon Tull. Tull is a powerful elder who is trying to take rancher, Jane Withersteen’s land by forcing her to marry him, branding her foreman as a dangerous outsider. Lassiter vows to help them, but when the ranch is attacked by horse thieves, cattle rustlers, and a mysterious Masked Rider, he realizes they’re up against something bigger, and more brutal than the land itself.

Trailer for “Diversion, Breaking the Pattern #2″

Soon, you’ll be able to order “Diversion”.

You can’t yet, but you can watch the brand-spanking-new trailer!

Diversion Trailer

Excerpt from “Tin God” #teasertuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along!

I’m so glad for my little MacBook Air! It has been well worth the investment. Yesterday I spent ten hours in the ER (with my son—and yes, he’s okay) and spent much of the time writing on my MacBook Air, and still had over two hours left on the battery when I got home! I turned the screen brightness down when I got to 2.5 hours, to lengthen out the battery life still more, if I needed it. My phone battery crapped out at about 2:00 p.m. All of the walls and brick/concrete made it difficult to get a cell signal most of the time, and the phone was getting hot searching for a signal, battery life spiraling down. Note to self next time I have to head for the Emergency Room: take along a phone charger, and turn it all the way off unless using it.

This week my teaser is from “Tin God (A Southern Mystery) (Delta Crossroads Trilogy #1)” by Stacy Green.  So far, it is an engrossing, fast-paced story, and I am enjoying it. Here is a teaser from my current location (23% in, or page 86 of 394):

“I got Lana killed, didn’t I?” Jaymee slumped forward, her head coming to rest on Nick’s chest. Her hair smelled like vanilla, her body hot against his. Her small frame rattled with hoarse sobs as her fisted hands pressed against his stomach.

Tin God, Stacy Green

512LUo5mjeL._SL250_“Stacy Green has the power to transport readers to a place and time. Whether it’s the sticky heat of a Mississippi summer, or the cold terror of coming face to face with a murderer, her writing stimulates all the senses. TIN GOD is a very satisfying read.” –Bestselling thriller author Rachel Abbott 

“Stacy Green has written an emotionally charged, thought-provoking and stunning mystery/suspense that will capture and hold you hostage until the last page is read.” –The Kindle Book Review 

The truth can be as deadly as any weapon. 

Jaymee Ballard trusted only one person in Roselea,Mississippi with the secret of her lost daughter. When that person is brutally murdered, it leaves her with heartbreak and a slew of unanswered questions. The eerie similarity to a murder of one of Jaymee’s close friends years ago causes her to realize her past has come back to haunt her and may cost her own life. 

Years of deception and abuse leave Jaymee with few options and fewer allies. She turns to the widower of her friend—a man struggling with his own demons—to help her find her daughter and identify the killer before he strikes again. 

Before all evidence, the truth—and Jaymee’s daughter—are lost. 

TIN GOD is a romantic thriller set in a small town. Filled with suspense and featuring a strong female protagonist, this mystery leaves the reader wanting more. 

“Stacy Green writes some of the best villains out there while at the same time keeping them well hidden. I highly recommend this book for adults who love suspenseful mystery with a dose of romance and a surprise you don’t see coming. I will definitely be reading more of her stories.” –Open Book Society

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