First Descent by Mike Pace – Spotlight

There’s a momentum in First Descent by Mike Pace that feels shaped by both storm and shadow. As the story crosses from the Arctic’s icy silence into a modern landscape filled with hidden agendas, the hints of something older—something bound to winter—begin to surface. The closer these two worlds draw, the sharper the danger becomes.
Nick Landowski has spent his adult life distancing himself from the legend that consumed his father, an Arctic explorer obsessed with a mythical cave of red diamonds. But after a workplace accident shatters the odd geode his father left him and reveals a hidden key, the boundary between skepticism and belief dissolves. Nick is thrust into a perilous journey that spans a contemporary world driven by high-stakes competition over the Coca-Cola formula and an eleventh-century realm defined by time-bending winter magic. Both worlds harbor adversaries who understand the key’s significance far better than he does. As Nick follows the trail left by his father’s final expedition, he uncovers a mythic power intertwined with a closely guarded corporate secret—one whose awakening threatens the essence of Christmas. To survive, he must unravel the truth behind Virgil’s quest and decide whether unlocking the legend will save the season or doom it.

Legends aren’t made—they’re unlocked.

Eighteen years ago, eccentric geologist Virgil Landowski vanished during an ill-fated Arctic expedition searching for a mythical cave said to hold red diamonds. All he left behind was a strange geode and a son who grew up believing his father’s quest was madness.

Now, Nick Landowski is content to live his life as a blue-collar mine foreman—until an accident cracks open his father’s geode and reveals a hidden key. That discovery pulls him into a harrowing journey spanning both modern and ancient worlds, where enemies close in at every turn.

Along the way, Nick uncovers a link connecting the secret Coke formula to powers older than winter itself— and a revelation that could threaten the survival of Christmas.

Perfect for fans of James Rollins, Lincoln Child, and R.A. Salvatore, The First Descent is a high-stakes contemporary fantasy adventure where heists, hidden legends, and holiday myths collide.

Enjoy an Excerpt

Seventy minutes later, his lungs about to burst, Virgil clawed his way to the top of a rocky ridge and found himself standing on the edge of a clearing. The impossible sun had long since disappeared. No moon or stars; the sky hovered tight overhead like a suffocating black blanket. He glanced again at his watch. Deadline approaching fast. He needed to reach the center of the clearing quickly.

Expecting the level terrain to ease his journey, he set out. Almost immediately he sank thigh-deep into the powdery snow and struggled to move. Before departing from Nevada he’d considered bringing snowshoes, but his boots had been too bulky to fit into the bindings. Again, the trade-off had been warmth over nimbleness, and he’d chosen warmth. In retrospect, given that his lack of cleats had almost cost him his life and now without snowshoes the whole purpose of his mission could dissolve because he would be delayed crossing the clearing, a big mistake.

He’d had some experience traveling across rugged terrain in Siberia for the company, but that had been a well-provisioned expedition. Here, he’d had to depart quickly with no time for planning or training in order to reach his destination on the precise date and at the exact time. And, according to the rules, he had to complete his journey alone. Rules? Set by whom? The guide who’d somehow convinced me he was much more than a guide? Too late for second thoughts. Too late to turn back. Either the guide’s fantastic story was true, or in a matter of minutes Professor Virgil Landowski, who was supposed to be one of the smartest geologists in the world, was going to die a complete fool.

He felt the snow harden. If he didn’t move he’d be locked inside an icy tomb. So close now, he couldn’t give up. Drawing on a last reserve of energy he didn’t know he possessed, he bent over and plowed ahead, wading through what now felt like thigh-high wet cement.

Finally, he stumbled to the center of the plain and stopped, gasping, his lungs screaming for oxygen. 23:59—I made it with a minute to spare! He slowly turned full circle.

Nothing.

The GPS coordinates were spot on. The timing was perfect . . .

Where is it?

Like a blindfold had been removed, his stupidity, his foolishness, his bull-headed pride were revealed to him. All that time, all that energy, wasted. His crowning achievement, the gift he’d wanted desperately for his son—for the world—was all a cruel hoax. The weight of disappointment crushed his body. His shoulders sagged. He staggered and swayed like a drunk trying to remain upright, fighting the wind’s attempt to tumble him into a white grave.

How could I have believed him? I was such a—

The wind stopped.

Completely.

Like someone had flicked a switch.

About the Author: Thriller author Mike Pace has spent his entire life weaving stories across an extraordinary range of experiences. One of his earliest creative memories is helping write his fourth-grade Christmas play in Pittsburgh, a spark that carried him to the University of Illinois on an art scholarship, where he earned a BFA. He later taught elementary school in Washington, D.C.’s inner city, filling his classroom with imagination games and daily storytelling as “Mr. Paste.” While teaching by day, he attended Georgetown Law at night and went on to serve on the editorial board of the Georgetown Law Journal, clerk for a federal judge, and prosecute major felony cases—including murder—as an Assistant United States Attorney for the District of Columbia. After serving as general counsel for a national environmental services company, Mike shifted his focus to his first love: creative writing. He has written for stage and screen, earning praise from The Washington Post, and is an active member of the International Thriller Writers and the Maryland Writers Association. Outside of writing, he enjoys painting, skiing, golf, the Baltimore Ravens, and learning new skills such as the soprano saxophone.

Website | Goodreads.

Buy the book at Amazon.

Cloud Hands by Nancy J. Nelson – Spotlight

Cloud Hands: The Disclosure Files – Book One begins with the ordinary rhythms of a summer caretaker role before revealing a much larger network of concealed operations. Nancy J. Nelson’s story gradually expands from household routines to global implications involving secrecy, power, and change.

Version 1.0.0

Vicki Heywood intends to find stability after a difficult loss, taking on the task of supervising two teenagers for the season. However, small inconsistencies accumulate into signs of something deeper at play. She becomes aware of hidden medical advancements, unpublicized encounters, and technologies protected by the Partnership—an organization with influence surpassing traditional governance. As the teens bring their own observations forward, the three of them begin uncovering links that place them at risk. What unfolds is a struggle shaped not only by political forces but also by questions about truth, potential, and humanity’s capacity for transformation. Through these events, the narrative highlights how awakening often begins through ordinary circumstances that lead to extraordinary revelations.

Enjoy an Excerpt

There was a little cluster of forget-me-nots arranged in a vase on the table in front of Vicki. They had been Beth’s favorite flowers. Small and vibrant, so cute they made you smile. Just like Beth herself.

The waitress put a cup of coffee and a pastry before her, and the same in front of the man seated across the table. Kurt Martinsson—she had called him Professor Martinsson when he taught her senior business seminar a decade earlier—added some sugar to his cup before he took a sip. Well-built, dark hair with a touch of gray at his temples. He had aged well. His bespoke sports jacket, manicured nails, and expensive haircut suggested he was also doing well.

“It was kind of you to look me up, Professor Martinsson, especially after all this time. To be honest, I haven’t been getting out much.” She hadn’t been getting out at all. What was the point? Their parents had died in a car accident several years back, and now Beth was gone too. Per her request, there had been a closed casket; the chemo had ravaged her body and taken all her hair. There was no amount of makeup, no wig good enough, that could have fixed that.

“I heard about your sister, Vicki; I’m so sorry. I understand you left your position at the Department of State to look after her.”

Beth had argued against that. “I’m young and strong; I’ll be able to beat this—there’s no reason for you to leave the job you worked so hard to get. Mom and Dad were so proud that you became a diplomat—they wouldn’t have wanted you to give that up.” She had been wrong about being able to beat the cancer, but right that their parents had been proud. They would have been just as proud to see their youngest open up her own flower shop in a prime location in downtown Los Angeles.

About the Author: Nancy J. Nelson is an author known for compelling narratives that explore mind-expanding questions about humanity’s next steps. Her most recent book, Cloud Hands: The Disclosure Files – Book One, has earned acclaim among readers drawn to thoughtful, visionary science fiction. Nelson comes into writing after 25 years as a diplomat with the U.S. Department of State and now lives in Los Angeles. Learn more through her website.

Buy the book at Amazon

Hippie Mermaid by Joanne Guidoccio – Spotlight and Giveaway

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Joanne Guidoccio will be awarding a $10 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

From sea to shore, betrayal follows her wherever she goes.

On Christmas Eve, psychic Kendra Adams reveals the secret she’s hidden for decades—she was once Rosina, a mermaid torn between sea and shore. Betrayed in her ocean kingdom and desperate to escape banishment, she persuades a politician to smuggle her into the human world. But freedom on land comes at a cost, as she soon finds herself ensnared in another web, this one spun by the politician’s power-hungry sister.

Read an Excerpt

The human laughter startled me. It sounded so foreign, unlike anything I had ever heard before. I followed the sounds and turned my gaze toward four large humans approaching us. Up close, they were frightening, almost menacing, in their dark garments. I took note of their varying appearances. Two had light brown hair and blue eyes, while the other pair sported dark hair and dark eyes. Intent on observing the darker pair, I didn’t notice the other two men eyeing me.

“Hippie mermaid!” yelled one of the men with light-colored features.

All the men glanced in my direction. I felt myself reddening as I met their liquid eyes and wide smiles. There was interest there, and some other emotion or feeling I had never seen before. For a split second, I was flattered by their attention. And then I recalled what Mama had said. I must let Annabella choose first.

Annabella did not give me a chance to react. She beckoned to the man who had spoken, and he reluctantly turned away from me. Rosetta claimed the other light-haired man, and Lisetta chose one of the dark-haired men. I watched as they moved to separate rocks along the shore.

The remaining man approached. As his features came into closer focus, I realized he was older than the others. Not by much, but there were white hairs sprinkled in the darkness, and his face crinkled as he smiled. “I guess I won this mermaid lottery.”

My eyes widened in surprise.

He laughed and shook his head. “You could have had any of us. You didn’t have to end up with me.”

“But I’m not a Bella or an Etta. I’m an Ina.” There was no point in hiding my rank. I had never been embarrassed by it, and after hearing about Aunt Lina’s punishment, I knew my place.

“Honey, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re the prettiest of the group. You just don’t know it yet.”

About the Author:

Joanne Guidoccio enjoyed a rewarding career teaching mathematics, business, and co-operative education courses before retiring to pursue writing. A member of Crime Writers of Canada, Sisters in Crime, and the Women’s Fiction Writers Association, she writes paranormal romances, cozy mysteries, and inspirational stories from her home base of Guelph, Ontario.

: Website | Twitter | Bluesky | Pinterest | Facebook | Goodreads | LinkedIn | Amazon Page

Buy the book at Amazon, Amazon CA, Amazon UK, or a href=”https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B0FVHQ2T3N”>Amazon AU

Extraterrestrial Noir by Rich Leder – Q&A and Giveaway

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. One randomly chosen winner via rafflecopter will win a $25 Amazon/BN.com gift card. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

What are four things you can’t live without?

Me-time. Mornings belong to me. I do what I want at the pace I’m feeling that particular day. I often get up early but not always. So what? It’s my morning. Belongs to me. Don’t mess with my morning. I spend a lot of the morning thinking about my work. But I don’t usually write anything. I think about what I wrote and what I want to write and how I want to write it.

Work-time. I write in the afternoon. I’ve been thinking about it all morning, so now I’m ready to transport myself into the world I’ve created and spend four or five hours with the people living the adventure I’ve set for them.

Love-time. I’ve been married forty years. My wife and I are best friends. We have three kids (adults now) and get along just great with all of them. And we have close friends. I need to be connected—heart to heart—with these people every day. Not all of them all day every day. But some of them for some of the day every day.

Escape-time. Get me out of here, man. Take me somewhere enthralling. I read like crazy. It’s a drug. And I’m addicted to it. Reading, that is. But after so many decades of filmmaking, I’m also addicted to television and movies. Luckily, my wife is too. So we watch a little bit every day. Films, limited series, standup comedy. There always some show to carry me away. And then I’m ready to do it all over again.

What is your favorite television show?

Let’s answer this one broadly, shall we? I love science fiction and most all things sci-fi. I love mysteries and crime and thrillers and action. I love comedy, often dark, often silly, often obscene-ish. I don’t usually love romantic comedy, but sometimes I do. I love documentaries that don’t soft-shoe the material. I don’t watch news because no one spends more than 60 seconds on an issue that demands two hours. Not no one, actually. “Last Week Tonight with John Oliver” is news the way I like to watch it.

If you could be any character, from any literary work, who would you choose to be? Why?

Broadly again, please. I want to be in space, traveling enormous distances, impossible distances, in the blink of an eye. The far-far future suits me. So Bradbury, Asimov, Heinlein, Clarke, Wells, Herbert (especially Herbert) … just go ahead and put me in one of their books. I’ll go.

What have you got coming soon for us to look out for?

What I’ve got now is “Extraterrestrial Noir.” My next book is “Money Dog.” Almost done.

What books or authors have most influenced your own writing?

Tom Robbins. Kurt Vonnegut. Chuck Pahalniuk. Phillip Roth. Carl Hiaasen. Richard Ford. Maybe even in that order. Good place to start, anyway.

A PSYCHO-CRIMINAL EXTRATERRESTRIAL ON A SUBURBAN CUL-DE-SAC

A FAMILY ON THE BRINK OF ALL-ENCOMPASSING INSOLVENCY

A TWELVE-YEAR-OLD UBER-GENIUS DAUGHTER IN THE LINE OF FIRE

CAN SHE SAVE THE FAMILY, NOT TO MENTION THE PLANET?

An extraterrestrial crashes into a suburban cul-de-sac Colonial, absorbs every binary bit of information ever chronicled in all of human history, rearranges its molecules and presents itself as a couple of late and legendary film noir superstars, then immediately displays an appetite for debauchery, depravity, decadence, and destruction, seducing the family into its psychopathic criminal orbit with irresistible Hollywood panache, alluring sexual charisma, and inconceivable intergalactic powers.…all in the name of saving the family from their emotional, marital, and financial ruin.

But uber-genius-daughter Mike Devine figures out fast that the extraterrestrial’s principal plan is to employ its unfathomable interplanetary muscle and implode the planet. Which leaves the fate of her family, not to mention the world, in her twelve-year-old hands.

Enjoy an Excerpt

“That’s almost six trillion miles per year—a single light-year,” Mike said.

“So, if they travel at light speed, they should be here pretty soon,” Maggie said.

“Better make extra pancakes,” Connie said.

“That’s lame, Dad,” Danny said.

“It’s witty, son,” Connie said. “You’ll understand when you get older.”

“I hope not,” Danny said.

“Not too soon,” Mike said. “The distance from Earth to the edge of the universe in any direction takes forty-six point five gigalight-years.”

“How many light years in a gigalight-year?” Connie said.

“A billion,” Mike said.

“What does that mean in Earth years?” Maggie said.

“Voyager 1, our most distant space probe, traveled fourteen light-hours, not even one light-day, and that took thirty Earth years. So, it would take about twenty-two thousand Earth years to travel the same distance light travels in one light-year. About one quadrillion and one hundred two trillion Earth years to reach the edge of the universe.”

If that’s a question on the genius test, I wonder which part of the light-speed equation Mike will only get ninety-two percent right, Maggie thought.

“What if they were coming from the closest galaxy?” Maggie said.

“Andromeda,” Mike said. “Twenty-five hundred Earth years.”

“Long time,” Maggie said, and she turned off her flashlight.

“The meteors should have been here by now,” Connie said.

“I saw something up there,” Maggie said.

But something up there had seen her and made a sharp turn toward Earth.

About the Author Rich Leder has been a working writer for more than three decades. His credits include eight novels for Laugh Riot Press and 19 produced movies—television films for CBS, Lifetime, and Hallmark and feature films for Lionsgate, Paramount Pictures, Tri-Star Pictures, Longridge Productions, and Left Bank Films.

He’s been the lead singer in a Detroit rock band, a restaurateur, a Little League coach, an indie film director, a literacy tutor, a magazine editor, a screenwriting coach, a wedding consultant (it’s true), a PTA board member, a HOA president, a commercial real estate agent, and a visiting artist for the UNCW Film Studies Department, all of which, it turns out, was grist for the mill.

Website
Buy the book at Amazon or Bookshop.org.

The Making of a Fantasy Writer by Colin Sephton – Guest Blog and Giveaway

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Colin Sephton will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

The Making of a Fantasy Writer
I never really set out to become a writer, it happened almost by accident, or perhaps more accurately, as a natural extension of another passion. My creative journey began with artwork. From a young age, I loved drawing and painting, and I was especially drawn to fantasy art. At first, I honed my craft by sketching well-known superheroes and established characters created by others. That practice taught me technique and discipline, but after a while I began to feel constrained. I wanted to breathe life into my own creations. That desire for originality slowly grew, and eventually many of the characters that now populate my novels were first born decades ago in the pages of my sketchpads. Over time, I realised that having visual references of these figures gave me an advantage. It allowed me to describe them in greater detail on the page. While not every character I write has an artistic origin, a great many do.

My inspiration for storytelling goes beyond characters, though. I’ve always been fascinated by certain subjects: fantasy, the mysteries of the cosmos, the latest scientific theories, questions of consciousness, and the allure of ancient knowledge and lost civilizations. These passions shape everything I write. In many ways, my novels are the result of blending all these threads into a single creative tapestry. This fascination began in childhood. With my very first library card in hand, I would spend long summer days immersed in books, researching whatever captured my curiosity and creating little projects of my own. That early hunger for knowledge never left me, it simply evolved into stories.

Ignatius and Indigo find themselves struggling mentally to come to terms with the complex nature of the cosmos and their newfound supernatural powers obtained through their prior encounters with gods and demons. In their quest for another relic from the Creation, they are aided by the secretive thirteenth Chapter of the Union Jacks. In search of the secret of the Flaming Celestial Pearl, they must travel to Tibet in the great airship, HM Spirit of the Empire.

Pursued by fanatical knights sworn to protect the relic, they must reluctantly call upon the Charon, the seven merciless demons from the underworld to assist them. Piecing together the map that will lead them to a fabled city hidden deep within the Himalayas, they must defend themselves from air pirates, a previous foe from Oxford, mountain beasts and elementals.

Discovering the correct path through the mountains, Indigo realises her soul may never be the same again. Regardless, they enter the Great Void where using the Sword of Wisdom, they discover the truth about the cosmos.

Enjoy an Excerpt

The desk was large, and made from burr walnut, inlaid with green leather, decorated around the edge in gold. Its golden glow illuminated the office. The room was floored with black and white tiles and all four walls were lined with rich oak panelling, with the same crest carved into one of the panels. Behind the desk hung a large oil painting, a dark portrait of a brooding figure. The desk was otherwise uncluttered, just a brass inkstand and a green banker’s lamp. The only ornamentation was a bronze of a lion like those seen in Trafalgar Square.

“Good morning, Mr Lawrence,” said an aide as he entered the office with a silver tray of tea. Earl Grey, his preferred choice. Hot, no milk.

“The latest reports, sir,” the aide gestured with his head at the stack of Manilla folders. “Some unusual goings on in Oxford,” he said as he raised an eyebrow. The thin weaselly man had been with the Union some twenty years and throughout all that time had spent most of it behind a desk.

Lawrence didn’t rise to his prompting and replied simply, “Very well, Jenkins, I will let you know!”

Sifting through the reports, Lawrence took on a serious brow, mulling over the potential impact on the Empire of each report. The first report told of dangerous shamanic practices in China, disrupting the activities of the East India Company. He picked up the next report and after reading it, then reading it again, his face turned red, his brow furrowing. Significant disturbances in Oxford. His large fist slammed down in a rage onto the green leather, knocking his ink pot over. A book fell off the shelf behind him as he filled his lungs and bellowed, “Jenkins, get me Isambard Ignatius. NOW!”

About the Author Colin was born in Coventry and worked in the automotive industry for over twenty years before becoming an Engineering teacher. Obtaining his first library card at the age of thirteen, he became an avid reader of Fantasy and the mysteries of the Universe. He has an inbuilt curiosity for lost knowledge and ancient texts that may help to unlock the secrets of consciousness and the universe. Living in Oxford for many years, he has now moved back to his home county of Warwickshire where he enjoys creating and working with his wife on their garden in which he writes and entertains their two grandsons. He has always been an artist and writer and is inspired by the worlds created by Robert E Howard and Michael Moorcock, with the artwork of Frank Frazetta.

Instagram | Website
Buy the book at Amazon.

Interview with Charity Tahmaseb and giveaway

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Charity Tahmaseb who is visiting with us today to celebrate the recent release of her newest book THE PANSY PARADOX, the first book in her SFF The Chronicles of King’s End series. Charity will be awarding a $25 bookstore gift card to a randomly drawn commenter on today’s post. EDITED TO ADD: Congratulations to winner Deb B.

 

 

A woman with nothing to hide—except the truth—meets a man with nothing to lose—except his heart. And he’s just arrived in town to fire her.

Meet Pansy Little

Since her mother vanished, Apprentice Field Agent Pansy Little is the sole guardian of King’s End, protecting it from a supernatural force only a select few can see. The arrival of an agent from Enclave headquarters doesn’t bring relief. Instead, it means Pansy’s well-crafted charade is about to collapse.

Meet Henry Darnelle

Principal Field Agent Henry Darnelle doesn’t want to be in King’s End, but he’s been blackmailed into performing Pansy’s field agent evaluation—with explicit instructions to fail her.

Distractedly handsome and unfailingly correct, he surprises Pansy—and himself—by defying orders to fire her. Instead, his curiosity is piqued by both Pansy and King’s End.

Together, they investigate, unearthing intricate ties that bind their families. Together, they might even be falling in love.

But someone with a decades-old obsession is watching, maneuvering behind the scenes, someone won’t rest until blood is spilled.

Welcome to King’s End, where discord falls from the sky and an eccentric twenty-something patrols the streets with her pink polka-dotted umbrella. Where one misstep won’t merely bring disaster—it might spark the end of the world.

The main character, Pansy Little, lives by some explicit, if cryptic rules set down by her mother. They are:

1. Never go into the housing development after dark.
2. Never go to the silo alone.
3. Never go to the covered bridge, period.
4. If the Enclave makes an offer, remember they always require something in return.
5. Trust no one from the Enclave.
6. When someone tells you they’re not betrothed, don’t believe them.
7. The Screamers don’t fight fair; you shouldn’t, either.

During the course of the story, Pansy, along with Henry, end up breaking several of these rules. That first rule in particular has some startling and far-reaching consequences. Although rule six will continue to have repercussions throughout the series.

Charity wants to complete and publish the second book in the series, The Marigold Miracle, next year.

“I’m pretty sure I can do that. However, this is my first year of full-time fiction writing. I quit my tech job in January of this year, and I’m still finding my way when it comes to pacing myself and my publishing schedule,” she said.

Charity grew up in Mankato, Minnesota, the home of Maud Hart Lovelace, author of the Betsy-Tacy series.

“My house was on the other side of the ‘big hill’ of the series,” Charity told me. “For a time in junior high, I had a paper route where I delivered papers to Betsy’s, Tacy’s, and Tib’s house.

“When I wasn’t reading mysteries or the Chronicles of Narnia, I was most likely reading (or re-reading) the Betsy-Tacy series. In her books, Maud called Mankato Deep Valley, and you can feel her deep love of the town. “

This influenced her own work, she said, as she’s done something similar with her own fiction, using elements of places she’s lived to create her own fictional small towns.

We asked Charity, “Could you ever co-author a book with someone?”

“I actually have co-authored two books with one of my best friends, Darcy Vance. We wrote two young adult novels together, The Geek Girl’s Guide to Cheerleading and Dating on the Dork Side. (Do I need to mention they were YA novels? I feel like the titles give that away.)

“Sadly, Darcy passed away in 2018. I still miss her so deeply. The odd thing about losing Darcy is I’ve lost all desire to write young adult stories as well. Even when we wrote our own stories, we were such a big part of the other’s writing process. I still think of Darcy as my ideal reader. She loved the Coffee & Ghosts series, and I wish she could have read book four. I would also love to know what she would have made of The Pansy Paradox.

“After losing Darcy, I had to reinvent myself as a writer. But I know this: she would never want me to stop writing. So I haven’t. “

When she’s not writing, she loves reading, gardening, researching (some topics might never end up in her writing, and researching her family tree.

“I don’t do this too often because it’s such a rabbit hole that I’ll glance up and realize that I’ve been at it for eight hours straight,” she admitted.

This past year, she created a cottage garden and plans to expand that next year and create pockets of pollinator friendly, native plants in other spaces in her yard.

“What did you want to be when you grew up,” I wondered.

“A lot of authors talk about how they always wanted to write. And while I’ve always had stories in my head, I so wanted to be a girl detective when I grew up. Or rather, I wanted to be a girl detective from the moment I started reading mysteries.

“My favorite mysteries were the Trixie Belden ones. In fact, somewhere, I still have my Trixie Belden fan club membership card. I also read Nancy Drew, The Secret Seven, Encyclopedia Brown, and I wandered into the adult mystery section in the library about the time I was ten. I read a lot of Agatha Christie as well.

“I never did find a mystery I could solve. But the mystery genre has had a huge influence on my writing. Most (if not all) of my stories contain a mystery element. For my recent series, both my main characters have mysterious goings-on in their hometown. I suspect this is a form of childhood wish fulfillment on my part.”

“If you could keep a mythical/paranormal creature as a pet, what would you have?”

“I love the magical helper trope, love it. I had so much fun writing the ghosts in my Coffee & Ghosts series. Granted, some of those ghosts were helpful, and some not so much. Then, for The Pansy Paradox, I came up with the notion of sentient umbrellas. (No, don’t ask me how; I have no idea.)

“My first inclination is I’d love a magical cat. Then again, I’m not sure I’d want to be constantly judged. A dragon would be cool. Or a magical fox! I wouldn’t keep them as a pet. But as a friend in the woods outside my house? Absolutely.“

Buy THE PANSY PARADOX at Amazon.

Eden: The Final Solution by Pascal Bouquillard – Spotlight

 

Dystopian Novel

Date Published: May 2, 2025

 

 

In 4029, Homo convertibilis has replaced Homo sapiens and their
scientists study the “Pierre de Vent,” a collection of political, historical,
and ancient sacred texts written by the “founding father,” who is the
reference of the new society.

2054, to combat the chronic anemia of the sedentary population, who live
cloistered and under government tutelage, the pharmaceutical company Orson and
Orson, of which Nucleus is the main shareholder, developed a regenerative pill
called Jouvence. Everyone is clamoring for it. “Unfortunately,” the side
effects of the miracle product affect the libido of the consumers, causing
them to literally die of pleasure.

Nucleus manipulates governments to gradually rid the planet of the surplus
humans who no longer have a place in a society where finance has supplanted
mass consumerism. His hope is to turn Earth into a true Eden for his people
who are, in his eyes, the only humans worthy of survival. However, a
persistent infertility crisis amongst his kind, casts a dark shadow over his
once-promising vision of a utopian future. Meanwhile, in the Metropolis, some
Sedentaries, including Winston, manage to escape the systematic and inevitable
extermination set in motion by Nucleus.

Will they be able to survive the persecution of the army of liberty and the
reactivation of the GMO seeds of hyper-accumulating hyacinths that has covered
the entire planet?

Gripping, provocative, and chillingly prescient, Eden: The Final Solution is a
dystopian tour de force that challenges the limits of progress, morality and
reimagine the Orwellian dystopia, shaped by the excesses and anxieties of our
time. Fans of Brave New World and 1984 will find themselves
enthralled—and terrified—by this haunting vision of the future.

About the Author

Pascal Bouquillard is a jack-of-all-trades. After graduating from the
“Baccalauréat économique et social” in France, he pursued
classical music studies at the “École Normale de Musique de
Paris”, taught for almost 30 years, acted on American stages in South
Carolina and published acoustic versions of his favorite songs on the YouTube
channel, “pascalsguitar”.

At the end of the ’80s, he spent several years touring Europe and
French-speaking countries with the “Trio Français de Guitare”,
which he co-founded and which specialized in transcriptions of works by early
20th-century composers. Unfortunately, focal dystonia prevents him from
pursuing a career as a classical guitarist. He then obtained a scholarship to
the “Maitrise de Musique Baroque de Versailles”, where he played
tenor and was introduced to conducting.

In the ’90s, he co-founded the progressive rock band Saens, in which he
was composer, singer, bassist and acoustic guitarist, and with whom he
released three albums: Les Regrets d’Isidore D, Escaping From The Hands
Of God and Prophet In A Statistical World.

In 1997, he conducted Benjamin Britten’s opera “Noah’s
Ark” at the Cathédrale Saint Louis in Versailles, the Église Saint
Augustin in Paris and the Théâtre de Poissy. That same year, he was invited to
conduct a group of musicians from the Orchestre National de France at the
Théâtre des Champs Élysées, on the occasion of Mstislav Rostropovich’s
70th birthday.

He then moved to the USA to find the woman he was to marry. Interested by the
turn the world economy is taking, he returns to his original political
passions.

After more than 5 years of research and reflection as part of a virtual
focused group of French citizens, and driven by the anxieties provoked by his
discoveries, he launched into the writing of “Eden” and the
“Practical Guide toward an Atomic Democracy”.

Website | BookBuzz
Buy the book at Amazon.

RABT Book Tours & PR

Ideal Writing Space by Colin Sephton – Guest Blog and Giveaway

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Colin Sephton will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Ideal writing space

My ideal writing place is my study at home. It is my little sanctuary away from everything. It’s my own little world if you like. I can I like to work in my study surrounded by my inspiration. I am surrounded by bookshelves of fantasy books; my favourite authors being Michael Moorcock and Robert E Howard. These shelves also contain lots of Marvel graphic novels, science / astronomy books, art books, philosophy books, lots of notebooks and sketchbooks, and lots of curios gathered over a long time. I have prayer wheels, singing bowls, comic figurines, meteorites, Buddhist and Hindu statues. I draw all my ideas from these. I find it really relaxing to thumb through my books, especially the art books. These are for traditional artists like Monet, Turner, Constable or Da Vinci, but I also have fantasy art books by Frank Frazetta, Boris Vallejo, Roger Dean, and others. I use these for my own art and sometimes find it easier to paint a character before I use him / her in my writing. My artwork helps me to visualise characters so I can describe them in detail in my novels. I am a very visual person, and I think that probably comes across in my writing.

However, I can work virtually anywhere because I do a lot of my writing either on an iPad or by hand in a notebook. The notebook is also where I keep a lot of my ideas and research. I will scribble chapters down at speed, which leaves my handwriting looking dreadful. I defy anyone else to be able to read some of it. Then when I type it up, I will refine it, add additional detail, and move some text around. I am able to work like this anywhere, in coffee shops, hotels, even the beach or around a pool. I then edit all of this on a laptop in my study. I find it easier to move whole chunks of text around and look at several pages at once on my laptop. I drink lots of tea when I’m working and sometimes listen to music, but I can find that a distraction depending on the track. My music taste is very eclectic. After writing a piece or a chapter, I will think about it overnight and usually come up with additional ideas that I can add. So will edit to a certain extent as I go along. Anything I remove, I keep. I never delete anything, you never know when it will come in handy.

When doppelgangers start appearing in Oxford, Union Jack agents Ignatius and Indigo find themselves on another cosmic quest, one they didn’t set out to investigate.

Drawn into the search for the elusive and dangerous Book of Shadows, they find themselves traveling across the cosmos once again, racing against other versions of themselves, and visiting the Oracle to be given prophecies of terrible destruction that will engulf the cosmos in darkness. Only these two heroes—or their doubles—can open the book, which would lead to dreadful consequences for themselves, the world and the whole of creation.

The agents must outwit their own mirror souls and invade the impregnable Administorium, which holds the answers they need but also fearsome enemies of both the Union Jacks and the entire cosmos. In this quest, Ignatius and Indigo must protect not only England and the Empire, but the world and the cosmos.

Enjoy an Excerpt

As the shadowy figure moved from shelf to shelf, ornate gilt decoration caught what dim light there was on his grey-turquoise armour. Carvings of ancient scribes and tomes written to record the passing of aeons on many worlds across many planes. The books he tended were part of the vast repository of information that he had collected through his long lifetime. Books here took the form of sacred texts carved in clay, or written on scrolls of vellum, or even human skin. Enormous tooled leather-bound volumes with gilt pages or with golden clasps, some were chained and bound, their knowledge too dangerous to be shared or accessed by mere mortals. The shelves had been arranged by subject and ordered in a timeline for each category. There wasn’t any index system. The Librarian worked using only his memory, knowing each and every volume, regardless of when it was written or when it was obtained. Nothing was forgotten, his memory was a storehouse of wisdom and knowledge from across the cosmos.

With his brother and sister, they had probably gathered the entire history of the cosmos. From time to time, they would travel the astral planes in search of new knowledge and rendezvous every millennium to discuss and compare notes to set quests for each of them to fulfil in the search of even more ancient texts. Legend had it the three siblings were born of the Goddess of Wisdom and their father was a High Priest of the Ti-Botta.

About the Author Colin was born in Coventry and worked in the automotive industry for over twenty years before becoming an Engineering teacher. Obtaining his first library card at the age of thirteen, he became an avid reader of Fantasy and the mysteries of the Universe. He has an inbuilt curiosity for lost knowledge and ancient texts that may help to unlock the secrets of consciousness and the universe. Living in Oxford for many years, he has now moved back to his home county of Warwickshire where he enjoys creating and working with his wife on their garden in which he writes and entertains their two grandsons. He has always been an artist and writer and is inspired by the worlds created by Robert E Howard and Michael Moorcock, with the artwork of Frank Frazetta.

Instagram | Website

Buy the book at Amazon

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Her Holiness by Dustin Dunbar – Spotlight

Can an extraordinary young woman alter the course of history for the better……or will the forces of power and greed extinguish her light forever?

Find out in Dustin Dunbar’s new novel, Her Holiness.

Adopted by a loving Irish couple in Rome, young Kate Murphy is plagued by haunting visions that defy explanation—until a priest’s blessing unleashes a torrent of prophetic imagery, including chilling scenes of a man crucified upside down. As whispers of her power spread, she captures the attention of a radical Vatican sect, while across the world, evangelical zealot Edhir Souza builds an army to topple the Church and claim its influence. As Kate’s visions grow stronger, leading her toward a long-lost archaeological treasure, she becomes both a symbol of hope and a threat to entrenched power. With enemies closing in, her quest to challenge the Church’s patriarchy and awaken a new spiritual truth could cost her everything.

Enjoy an Excerpt

At the base of the towering monument, a crude wooden cross awaited him, stark and foreboding against the canvas of their revelry. Panic rose within him as he caught sight of it, and he struggled against his captors’ grip. Laughter erupted around him, jagged and cruel. “Stop wasting your energy, old man,” one of them taunted, tightening his hold. “I am not worthy,” he gasped, his voice cracking, hoarse from disuse. “Do not crucify me as you crucified my Lord.” The guards merely smirked. “You are going to die on that cross, old man. Now be silent and face your fate with some dignity.” He could feel his heart pounding, the weight of his pleas hanging heavy in the air. “Do not!” He shouted now, desperation coloring his words. The eyes of the crowd turned toward him, curiosity morphing into a darker hunger.

The leader of the guards sighed, annoyance flickering across his features. “What would you like us to do with you, old man? How should we kill you?” He closed his eyes for a moment, gathering what little strength he had left.
“You may crucify me if you wish. I cannot stop you. But hang me… upside down.” His voice was barely a whisper now, laced with a reverence he could not shake. “I am not worthy to die as he died.” The guard shrugged, laughter spilling from his lips like venom. “Dead is dead.”

He waved a hand at two of the men, and they stepped forward with a grim eagerness. “Upside down it is.” With a chilling efficiency, they laid him upon the cross, nailing his hands and feet, securing him to the brutal instrument of his execution. He felt the sharp surge of pain with each blow, but he offered no resistance, no cry of anguish escaped his lips. They lifted the cross, hoisting it high until its base struck the ground with a dreadful thud. His head hung low, nearly touching the earth, while his feet rose into the air—an inverted position that felt like a mockery of everything he stood for.

As the crowd roared and the sun beat down mercilessly, memories flashed through his mind—moments of laughter, love, and fervent faith. He thought of his Lord, of the love that had driven him to endure so much for the sake of others. Time stretched painfully, each agonizing minute a reminder of the suffering he had seen inflicted upon others.

Yet amidst the torment, a profound peace washed over him as the hours passed, the pain blurring into a distant hum. In those final moments, as darkness encroached upon his vision, he summoned the last vestiges of his strength. With every ounce of love that had filled his heart across the decades, he breathed his final words in Latin, a prayer woven into the very fabric of his soul. “Ignosce, diligatis envicem, nunc coepi.” Forgive, love one another, now I begin.

About the Author:Dustin Dunbar is an author, visionary, and transformative voice running for president in 2028 on a platform of common sense, compassion, and a refusal to play politics as usual. A survivor of generational addiction, his hard-won personal triumph—chronicled in his memoir You’re Doing Great! (And Other Lies Alcohol Told Me)—propelled him into the worlds of psychology and spirituality, where he earned a doctorate and built a thriving coaching practice. With Her Holiness, a bold religious thriller, Dunbar turned his gaze to the intersection of faith and corruption. Now, as a presidential candidate, he is driven by a singular mission: to awaken America to its vast potential and shared humanity. He lives in San Diego, where his two daughters remain his greatest inspiration.

Website> | Instagram | Facebook
Buy the book at Amazon.

Character Creation by Alex Zenk – Guest Blog and Giveaway

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Alex Zenk will be awarding a $25 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Character Creation

Having strong, relatable characters will help your story. They do not need to be overpowered and unrealistic, but should feel real. Establish core traits, names, age, background, and role in the story. Work out their personality, identifying key traits such as bravery, cynicism, or compassion. Is your character flawed? What motivates the character to do what they do? Build out the character’s backstory, what was their upbringing like, and what moments shaped their worldview. Who does your character have relations with: friends, spouse, parents, or kids? Does your character have any wounds? Work out their arc and potential growth. Does the character have a positive arc, a negative arc, or a flat arc? The character should have an external conflict to drive growth and reveal the character. As you work out your villain or conflict in the story, use this in connection to various actions that your character could participate in. As you show development, does this show in dialogue and behavior? Where were they once shy, and now they talk to everyone? What does that dialogue look like? Keep your character consistent and stay true to the core of who they are. Try to steer clear of overused tropes, like the “chosen one”. What supporting characters do you have? Do they bring out the best in the main character, or the worst? Avoid the tropes, but you should still use the familiar archetypes, like hero, mentor, or rebel. Add your unique twists to these archetypes. There is a lot to be said about character development. Generally, authors who flesh out their characters extensively tend to have better stories, while those with weak characters often struggle.

In a world where ancient magic is fading and darkness grows, one dwarf mage stands between his realm and destruction.

Ordi, a gifted mage with the rare ability to command all elemental magic, is summoned by his king on a perilous quest. Accompanied by his loyal posh hound Mira and his warrior brother Verdun, Ordi must recover the legendary Otthroite Gems—powerful artifacts thought lost to time.

As they journey through forbidden forests, abandoned dwarven cities, and haunted valleys, they discover these gems are the only hope against the rising threat of the long-banished Dark Lord. With each step, they uncover secrets of ancient magic and face betrayals that test the bonds of brotherhood.

Rich in world-building and filled with magical encounters, “The Chronicles of Ordi” blends classic fantasy elements with fresh perspectives on courage, loyalty, and the price of power.

Enjoy an Excerpt

The battle intensified. The witch’s minions—a mix of twisted abominations and resurrected corpses—swarmed the clearing. Galen led the paladins in a valiant charge, striking down skeletal warriors only for them to rise again. Ordi and the mages unleashed torrents of arcane energy, incinerating the dark creatures. Despite their best efforts, the witch’s power seemed endless. She began summoning more skeletons to add to the chaos of the battle. Mira charged in, pounding and ripping bones apart. The skeletons reformed effortlessly, keeping her busy.

The skeletons pressed in, their bony fingers scraping and clawing, as Ordi and Mira fought back to back, the sounds of battle filling the clearing. Ordi summoned bolts of arcane magic that pierced through the skeletal frames, incinerating them to ash, but it was a fleeting victory. The skeletons reformed with unnatural speed, their rattling bones an unsettling soundtrack to the ongoing fight. Read more – link in comments.

About the Author Alex Zenk brings a fresh voice to the world of epic quests and magical realms. Born and raised in the midwest, Alex’s love for fantasy was kindled early by the works of J.R.R. Tolkien and nurtured through years of immersive role-playing games. As a pastor by day and a storyteller by night, Alex brings a unique perspective to his writing, weaving themes of morality, redemption, and the complexities of good and evil into his narratives.

Drawing inspiration from his experiences in World of Warcraft, Alex has crafted a rich and immersive world in his debut series, “The Chronicles of Ordi.” His background in theology and his deep understanding of human nature inform the complex characters and intricate plot lines.

When not writing or tending to his pastoral duties, Alex can be found exploring the natural beauty of Iowa with his family, using these adventures to fuel his imagination and inspire new fantastic landscapes. With plans for multiple books set in the world of Asheros, Alex Zenk is poised to make a significant impact on the fantasy genre, offering readers a blend of classic epic fantasy with a modern, thoughtful twist.

Instagram | Website | Facebook
Buy the book at Amazon.

Please use the following Rafflecopter code on your post:

a Rafflecopter giveaway