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The Harvesting  by Melanie Karsak is on tour and today I’ll be doing my review and giving you a peek inside the book!

There’s also an awesome giveaway, so don’t forget to enter!

Read on to see what I thought of this exciting apocalyptic, urban fantasy!

But beware, there be zombies, and something else!

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The Harvesting 

The Harvesting Series, Book 1
Melanie Karsak

Genre: Horror/Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Steampunk Press

ISBN-10: 1479327247

ISBN-13: 978-1479327249

ASIN: B009GI3YBY

Number of pages: 394

Word Count: 71000

Cover Artist: Michael Hall Photography

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Book Description:

When mankind finally consumes itself, can any spark of humanity survive? Layla fights to keep those she loves alive when the zombie apocalypse unfolds, but she soon learns that zombies are not the only problem. With mankind silenced, those beings living on the fringe seek to reclaim power. Layla must learn who to trust, fast, if she hopes to save what is left of our kind.

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My Review

I enjoyed the beginning. I got to know a little about what made Layla tick and the descriptions about her sword play and discipline were important later on.

The story takes place at the beginning of the apocalypse, which I really liked.

You get to be a part of the confusion, panic, and disbelief. I know it would take a lot to convince me the zombie apocalypse had begun. Maybe one appearing on my front lawn would do it!

Layla gets an urgent phone call from her grandmother telling her she must come home.

When she arrives, the farmhouse has been turned into a gated compound, her grandmother is acting odd, and every available space is packed with supplies.

Her grandmothers cryptic explanations about why she’s doing this leave her confused, but Layla indulges her and helps to get the things on her list.

Before her grandmother can go into detail, people start getting sick.  You know the story, don’t panic, this will pass.

Well, it doesn’t and people start dropping like flies. But, then they rise and begin feeding on anyone unlucky enough to be in their path.

All hell breaks loose and even though Layla may be safe in the compound her grandmother built for them, she’ll have to venture out of the gate.

What Layla doesn’t know is, there are other things out there, things that are taking advantage of this world in chaos. They no longer feel they have to hide, and now there is not just zombies stalking the remaining survivors.

The Harvesting is fantastic!

I loved Layla and the author really helped me to connect with her. I liked her toughness, and no-nonsense attitude. You don’t have time to be flighty when the world is ending.

The zombies are zombies. Causing all kinds of mayhem and showing up at the most inopportune times, keeping the action and scares going throughout the book.

Then there are the others. The other things coming out of the woodwork.

I must say, the author really got me. I didn’t expect this story to take the turn it did, but this isn’t your typical zombie story. There’s a psychic element to it and the supernatural bleeds into the story as you read further.

You move from one thing to the next easily, and the author makes it believable, as long as you remember this is fiction.

About the ending. It leaves you hanging, yes. But in a good way, with just enough of a lead to make you have to read the next book.

I can’t wait!

28 Days Later meets 30 Days of Night, with a pinch of True Blood!

I recommend this book to all of you brave fans of horror and the apocalypse and the creatures that come with it.

5 Stars

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Enjoy this peek inside The Harvesting!

Chapter One

“If you ever need to slice someone’s head off, this is the blade you want,” I said as I lifted a curved sword off the table in front of me. “We’ve been practicing épée and foil so far, but tonight I want to introduce you to the sabre.” The practice sabre’s curved blade reflected the orange streetlight shining in through the window. A grant from the Smithsonian where I worked allowed me to teach my two passions: ancient weapons and their arts. “The sabre is a slashing weapon,” I continued and then lunged, showing the wide-eyed and excited students a few moves. “And in general, it’s my favorite,” I admitted with a grin.

The students laughed.

“Is that why you have it tattooed on your arm?” Tyler, one of my best fencers, asked.

My hand went unconsciously toward the tattoo. The ink was a sword interlaced with other once-meaningful symbols. “That’s not just any sabre,” I said, mildly embarrassed. “Here, let me show you. I brought something special tonight.” Setting the training sabre down, I lifted a rolled bundle. I laid it down on the table and unrolled it to reveal weapons in various elaborate scabbards.

“Some are épée, foils—you can tell by the hilt—a broadsword, a claymore, a katana, a scimitar, throwing daggers,” I said, pointing, “but this, this is a Russian shashka.” I pulled the shashka from the bundle. “It’s like a traditional sabre, but has no guard. She’s light, single-edged, wielded with one hand, and good for stabbing or slashing. Not awkward in close quarters like a Scottish claymore, but it will kill you just as dead,” I said with a smile. I unsheathed the weapon and gave it an under- and over-hand spin around my head, shoulders, and back.

The students grinned from ear to ear.

I put it back in its scabbard and handed the shashka to them. “Pass it around, but keep in mind it is sharp enough to cut a blade of hair in half.” I then turned my attention to Tyler. “Now, since you’re so interested, let’s see how you do with the sabre.” I tossed one of the training swords to him.

Tyler, already in his gear, jumped up and lowered his fencing mask. “But you’re not in gear,” he said.

I shrugged. “Hit me–if you can.’”

We stood at the ready, made the ceremonial bow, and began. Tyler was not overly aggressive, which is partially why he was so successful. He waited for me, moving slowly. He was smart, quick, and often tried to over-tire his opponent.

I waited, dropped my sword a bit, and let him make the lunge. He took the bait.

The swords clanged together, and we clashed back and forth across the strip. He lunged and slashed while I dodged and blocked. He was fast. I was faster. When he lunged again, I ducked. With an upward movement, I went in.

“A hit,” Kasey called.

They clapped.

“Man, that’s what you get for taking on a former state champ—and the teacher,” Trey told Tyler with a laugh.

Tyler pulled off the mask and smiled at me.

Just then, my cell rang. I would usually ignore it, but something told me to answer.

“Everyone pair up and start working with the training sabres,” I said and pointed to the sword rack. I went to my bag and grabbed my cell.

Before I could say hello, she spoke.

“Layla, Grandma needs you to come home,” my grandmother’s voice, thick with Russian accent, came across through static. I was silent for a moment. My grandmother lived 500 miles away, and she never used her telephone. With the exception of her T.V., she hated technology. She’d cried and begged me to take away the microwave I’d purchased for her one Mother’s Day.

“Grandma? What’s wrong?”

“Come home now. Be here tomorrow,” she said. She hung up.

I lowered my cell and stared at it. Confused and worried, I dialed her back. The phone rang, but she did not answer. I had obligations: practice, bills to pay, groceries to buy, tons of work to do, and a date for god-sakes. But my grandmother was the only one I had left in the world.

“Sorry, guys. Emergency,” I called to my students.

Disappointed, they groaned.

“Sorry. Let’s pack it up for the night.” My hands shaking, I slid the shashka back into the bundle and rolled up the weapons. What had happened? Maybe Grandma was sick. Maybe she had some problem. Or maybe she had seen something.

The monuments on the Mall faded into the distance behind me as I made my way to my Georgetown apartment. It was Friday night. Wisconsin   Avenue was packed. The upscale shops and restaurants teemed with people. In the crowd you could see the mix of international tourists, Georgetown students, and designer-dressed hotties headed to clubs. I sighed. For the last month I had turned myself inside out trying to get the attention of Lars Burmeister, the German specialist the Smithsonian had brought in to consult on our new medieval poleaxe exhibit. He had finally asked me to dinner; we were going to meet at Levantes, a Turkish restaurant near Dupont Circle, at nine that night. I had dreamed of authentic dolma and a chance to sit across from Lars somewhere other than a museum. I had even bought a new dress: black, strapless, come-hither.

I circled my block three times before I finally found a parking space. Regardless, I loved Georgetown. It was early fall. The mature trees had turned shades of deep red and orange and were losing their leaves. The air was filled with an interesting mixture of smells: the natural decay of autumn, dusty heat from the old cobblestone streets, and the mildly rancid odor of too many people. In my 4th floor attic apartment of an old Brownstone, I could occasionally catch the sweet scent of the Potomac River. It reminded me just enough of home.

The apartment was ghastly hot. The small, one-bedroom had been closed up all day. I lifted the window and let the noise of the city fill the room. The street lamps cast twinkling light across my apartment. The weapons I had mounted on the wall, swords, shields, axes and the like, glimmered. I peeled off my sweaty practice clothes. Pulling a bag from the closet, I threw in several changes of clothes and a few other supplies. On my coffee table, my laptop light blinked glaringly. An overflowing email inbox, an article on bucklers that needed editing for a peer-reviewed journal, and a PowerPoint on Medieval Russian swords for a presentation for next week’s symposium all called me. My coffee table was stacked with paper. I was flooded with work; half my department was out on sick leave. There was a bad flu was going around. Thankfully, I had not yet gotten sick.

I pulled my cell out of my bag. I stared at the phone for a moment; Grandma’s recent call was still displayed on the screen. I dialed Lars’ number. My stomach shook when he answered.

“Guten abend, Lars. It’s Layla.”

“Ahh, Layla, good evening,” he replied.

I loved his German accent. He’d learned English from a British teacher; he said arse with a German lilt. It made me smile. I could tell by his tone he was trying to hide his excitement. I didn’t let him get far. I told him I had been called away for an emergency. I could sense his disappointment.

“I’ll be back by Monday. Let me make it up to you. Dinner at my place Monday night?”

He agreed.

“Gute nacht,” I said as sweetly as possible, hoping I had not pissed him off, and stuffed my phone into my bag. I stared out the window taking in the view. I did not want to go back, not even for a weekend. I loved my life. Hamletville was an old, ghost-filled place: too many memories, too much heartache. Yet I knew my grandmother. If she said I needed to come home, then I needed to come home.

I closed the windows, slid on a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, boots, and a light vest. I looked again at the display on the wall. At the center I had crossed two Russian poyasni or boot-daggers. One dagger had the head of a wolf on the hilt. The other had the head of a doe. I grabbed them and tossed them in my bag. I then headed back downstairs and into the night. It was the last time I would lay eyes on D.C. for many years.

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About the Author:

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Melanie Karsak, steampunk connoisseur, white elephant collector, and caffeine junkie, resides in Florida with her husband and two children. Visit the author at her blog, melaniekarsak.blogspot.com, to learn more about upcoming projects.

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Welcome to my stop on the Moonlit Tour!

What better way to start the tour than with a freebie.

Moonlit is free Tuesday, June 4th only.

Go here to get yours.

I’m excited to tell you about this story of mystery, strange creatures, and beautiful horses.

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Moonlit

Eighteen-year-old Tanzy Hightower knows horses, has grown up with them on Wildwood Farm. She also knows not to venture beyond the trees that line the pasture. Things happen out there that can’t be explained. Or undone. Worse, no one but she and the horses can see what lurks in the shadows of the woods.

When a moonlit ride turns into a terrifying chase, Tanzy is left to question everything, from the freak accident that killed her father to the very blood in her veins. Broken and confused, she turns to Lucas, a scarred, beautiful stranger, and to Vanessa, a charming new friend who has everything Tanzy doesn’t.

But why do they seem to know more about her than she knows herself?

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Praise

“Virginia’s trees look like they’re burning. Most of them blaze crimson or gold, but some still have a chokehold on their green. I wish they’d give it up already. Leaves are more beautiful when they’re dying.”

And so Moonlit begins. From here the story rolls from one twist to another with many vivid characters whose motives are hard to predict. I found myself being suspicious of everyone, wanting to tell Tanzy to be very careful. The deeper I fell into the plot, the more questions kept rising to the surface. But not to worry, all of my questions were answered. Appropriate for all ages, if you love paranormal fantasy mixed with suspense, mystery and other-worldly romance, you’ll love this novel!

~Author Julie Ford

Prologue

The first anniversary of my father’s death was even harder on my mother. Back then, I thought she was haunted most by what she didn’t know. I refused to blame her when she raged above me on our staircase that night, drunk and sad and angry. When she made me promise I’d never ride again. When she hurled a half-full bottle of vodka at my face and it exploded on the wooden stairs at my feet. I hadn’t tried to get out of the way. She had just missed.
I wanted to tell her that knowledge was no solace, that what you know can burn inside you until there’s nothing left but guilt and ash. I also wanted to protect her from losing the only piece of him she had left. So I didn’t say a word.

My Review

Tanzy moved to Wildwood Farm when she was 8 years old. It’s like a dream come true for a young girl with a passion for all things horses.

She loved it, but now, ten years later, the place she calls home is a living hell.

It’s been a year since her father died. She’s watched her loving mother spiral downward, drowning in a bottle of vodka, and blaming her.

Today is Tanzy’s birthday. No big deal for her until she hears a terrifying cry from the woods and receives a phone call from a strange man telling her – “Be careful today… It’s an important day.” His voice is thick with urgency. “I need you to be careful. I need you…”

Not long after, there is an incident at the stables, a black, blurry something emerges from the woods and stalks her. Her horse startles and crashes into a gate. Her and the horse are a bit scraped up but okay.

It makes her remember the strange phone call.

It’s been a strange day and Tanzy lies down in the office to take a nap.

A rumbling voice wakes her up. She clears the sleep from her eyes and takes in the tall drink of water peering around the door.

His name is Lucas and he is from animal control, checking on them about the strange noises in the woods.

She later discovers animal control had already come and gone and they had found something.

What had they found? Who was Lucas?  What did it have to do with her? And what did it want with the horses?

My thoughts

I’ve always had a passion for horses. They are so noble and spirited.

I had to read this book.

Moonlit has some horror, mystery, and supernatural elements in it. Everything to make me happy.

Tanzy is wise for her age but also insecure, which makes her genuine and likable. She has a lot going on and handles it the best she can, lacking some necessary, need to know information.

The mysterious Lucas turns out to be very important. I had no idea who he was or what his connection was to Tanzy, and I was pleasantly surprised when I found out.

Several characters in this book are not who they appear to be. The author threw in some zingers and made this quite a mystery.

It was exciting to be reading along and all of a sudden I’m going, “What! Who!”

Everything in the story has a place and time, flowing smoothly back and forth, explaining key elements from the past that affect the present day.

I couldn’t be happier with the ending, and I’ll be looking for more of this thrilling adventure.

I would recommend this book to all ages. It has something for everyone.

4 Stars

Some examples of Jadie’s writing that were very poignant.

“Virginia’s trees look like they’re burning. Most of them blaze crimson or gold, but some still have a choke hold on their green. I wish they’d give it up already. Leaves are more beautiful when they’re dying.”

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“The truck’s old steering wheel still has a groove at the top where he always rested his calloused hand. Sometimes it hurts to notice that spot. Othertimes, it hurts worse not to.”

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Author Jadie Jones

Georgia native Jadie Jones first began working for a horse farm at twelve years old, her love of horses matched only by her love of books. She went on to acquire a B.A. in equine business management, and worked for competitive horse farms along the east coast. The need to write followed wherever she went.
She currently coaches a hunt seat equitation team that competes in the Interscholastic Equestrian Association, and lives with her family in the foothills of north Georgia. When she’s not working on the next installment of the Moonlit series, she is either in the saddle or exploring the great outdoors with her daughter. Moonlit is her first book.

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Ooh… This sounds scary good.

I love The Templar Chronicles and now Jeff has written some horror for us big kids!

I can’t wait!

From the author of middle grades spine-chilling horror series The Templar Chronicles comes a supernatural thriller for his adult fans

“Gunhus delivers a taut supernatural thriller…all the chops of an action-packed horror tale.” – Kirkus Reviews

Emotionally scarred from a car accident in which a little girl was killed, Jack Tremont moves his family from Southern California to Prescott City in the quiet mountains of Western Maryland. At first, the small town appears to be the perfect place to reconnect with his family and to cure his troubled conscience, but Jack soon discovers he has left one nightmare only to walk into another. When a stranger who has been struck by lightning dies in Jack’s arms, a child’s voice comes from the man’s smoldering body to issue a warning:

They’re coming for your little girl, Jack. . . you better run. Take your family and run.

The warning turns prophetic when a local cult targets Jack’s five year-old daughter Sarah and Jack finds himself in a fight against dark, supernatural forces that he cannot begin to understand. With the help of a mysterious Native American, Jack uncovers more than just a conspiracy that extends into the small community, but an ancient mystery larger than anything he could have imagined. Suddenly, he’s not only fighting for his family, but also to stop a devastating evil from escaping into the world. Above all, he must rush against the clock to save his little girl.

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Welcome to Thursday Theatre

Here is where I’ll be posting video clips about books and movies and fun stuff.

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It looks like I’ll be waiting a little bit longer for the second book in the Wormwood Series.

So, I thought I’d revisit Book One and share with you how much I loved it!

Wormwood

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If you’ve read my review and interview, you know how much I loved this book.

You can  go here  to read my review and interview with D.H. Nevins.

Please enjoy this special treat!

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I try not to use the book blurbs in my reviews. I prefer to tell you about the synopsis in my own words and emotions. I am going to post it here, because I want you to see how well the trailer represents the story.

Book Blurb

Against a devastated landscape, a legion of one hundred fierce half-angels is hell-bent on purging the Earth of all humans. But one of them, the tormented Tiamat, struggles against his mission, and when he rescues a beautiful woman named Kali, he finds the attraction as troubling as it is miraculous. Can Kali trust the one creature who could be responsible for her ultimate demise?

Beautifully written and excitingly told, Wormwood creates a world that is as strange as it is compelling.  Filled with brilliantly executed twists and turns on every page that are guaranteed to keep you guessing, Wormwood is one of the most exciting debuts of the year.

Great blurb, eh? Well, the book is filled with so much more. If you want to experience this adventure for yourself, you can get your own copy here for only 99 cents! You are in for an absorbing, tumultuous story.

Even better, there will be two more books in this series. Book Two takes place exactly where Wormwood left off.

D. H. Nevins is writing as fast as she can! I am happy to wait, as I know from her writing, it will be worth the wait.

My rating for Wormwood: Beyond 5 STARS I am still feeling the story.

D.H. Nevins is part of an awesome event.

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To play along, just answer the following three (3) questions…

• What are you currently reading?

• What did you recently finish reading?

• What do you think you’ll read next?

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What are you currently reading?

Sparks: Anya Kalinczyk #2

by Laura Bickle

Sparks (Anya Kalinczyk, #2)

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WITHOUT A TRACE

Anya Kalinczyk is the rarest type of psychic medium, a Lantern, who holds down a day job as an arson investigator with the Detroit Fire Department—while working 24/7 to exterminate malicious spirits haunting a city plagued by unemployment and despair. Along with her inseparable salamander familiar, Sparky, Anya has seen, and even survived, all manner of fiery hell—but her newest case sparks suspicions of a bizarre phenomenon that no one but her eccentric team of ghost hunters might believe: spontaneous human combustion. After fire consumes the home of elderly Jasper Bernard, Anya is stunned to discover his remains—or, more precisely, a lack of them; even the fiercest fires leave some trace of their victims—and she is sure this was no naturally occurring blaze. Soon she’s unearthed a connection to a celebrity psychic who preys on Detroit’s poor, promising miracles for money. But Hope Solomon wants more—she’s collecting spirits, and in a frantic race against time, Anya will face down an evil adversary who threatens her fragile relationship with her lover, her beloved Sparky’s freshly hatched newts, and the wandering souls of the entire city.

Just finished Embers and grabbed Sparks and immediately started right back into this series!

I can’t wait to tell you about these books!

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What did you recently finish reading?

Embers: Anya Kalinczyk #1

Embers (Anya Kalinczyk, #1)

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Truth burns.Unemployment, despair, anger—visible and invisible unrest feed the undercurrent of Detroit’s unease. A city increasingly invaded by phantoms now faces a malevolent force that further stokes fear and chaos throughout the city.

Anya Kalinczyk spends her days as an arson investigator with the Detroit Fire Department, and her nights pursuing malicious spirits with a team of eccentric ghost hunters. Anya—who is the rarest type of psychic medium, a Lantern—suspects a supernatural arsonist is setting blazes to summon a fiery ancient entity that will leave the city in cinders. By Devil’s Night, the spell will be complete, unless Anya—with the help of her salamander familiar and the paranormal investigating team—can stop it.

Anya’s accustomed to danger and believes herself inured to loneliness and loss. But this time she’s risking everything: her city, her soul, and a man who sees and accepts her for everything she is. Keeping all three safe will be the biggest challenge she’s ever faced.

I had so much fun reading this book. I can’t say much as I’m reviewing Embers and Sparks in June for a tour!

So far, Sparks is every bit as good as Embers.

I’ll be doing my reviews soon!

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What do you think you’ll read next?

Strange Magic

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A MAN HIDING FROM A TERRIBLE PAST…Wilson Kemp is a man living a lie in Billington, Pennsylvania. He’s been in hiding for a long time, running from a dreadful secret that has forced him to change his name, move to this small secluded town, and abandon what had once been a stellar career. Once, he’d been a talented escape artist on the brink of fame and fortune, but now he’s a broken down alcoholic scared of his own shadow. Mind you, he has good reason to be scared because his worst fear has finally caught up with him, and the sleepy little town of Billington is about to be declared a war zone.HIS DARK SECRET ABOUT TO BE REVEALED…With the aid of a malevolent entity trapped within an old wooden trunk, a stranger from Wilson’s past has hunted him down; an insane fellow magician who will stop at nothing to get his twisted, bloody revenge. To survive, Wilson will have to conquer his own inner demons to fight his old enemy in a battle that will lead to the gates of death and beyond. To live, Wilson will have to accomplish the greatest magic trick of all time: escaping from the dark pit of Hell itself…
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I must have my horror fix!
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So, whatcha readin?

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Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page.
•Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
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My tease for today is from Sparks: Anya Kalinczyk #2

by Laura Bickle

Sparks (Anya Kalinczyk, #2)

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Around her throat, something fluttered. Anya’s hand slipped up to the metal collar around her neck. A warm shape inside the metal shifted, peeled away from her skin. Delicate salamander toes unfurled and marched down her shoulder as the metal sizzled and released a living creature. Taking the shape of a hellbender, a fire elemental salamander leapt to the hearth, growling at the magick-soaked bottle in the grate. His tongue flickered into the black of the firebox, and he incandesced with an amber glow.

“Sparky,” she hissed.

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How about you? Got a tease? Tell me!

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I couldn’t resist giving a shout out about Troy’s free download of Just Past the Trees on Amazon this weekend!

I’ve read several of Troy’s short stories and enjoyed them immensely.

So, I’ve added in my previous reviews so you can learn what I thought of them!

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Just Past the Trees

I liked this one. It’s got a couple of writers in it.

I’m a young guy, still live at home. Yeah, I know, get a life. But I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do.

I know I want to be a writer, have for as long as I can remember.

I’ve always felt writing is my strongest suit. I hope you agree. Story ideas can walk into my head like strangers at Thanksgiving, and before I know it, I’m fleshing out characters, plotting some pretty evil schemes for them to fall into, and hearing lines of prose…

But until I become famous, got to earn a living. I work for a company that repairs big rigs. I’m the runner. If they need a part of a tool, it’s my job to get it. Not glamorous, but it’s a living.

One of my jobs is keeping the property mowed.

During a Florida summer breathing makes you sweat.

You’d think I was certifiable, cutting the grass with an old push mower in the blazing afternoon heat. It’s a huge piece of property and takes all week. By the time I’m done, it’s time to start all over again.

“Job security” is what my dad calls it. “Perpetual motion through redundancy” is what I call it..

Anyway, that’s how I discovered the body, or what was left of it.

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Like I said , it has two writers in the story. The other one is Doug Robbins. He’s a crypto-zoologist traveling through Florida on the trail of the Skunk-Ape. Ever heard of it? It’s the southern version of Bigfoot.

After hearing about the dead body, Doug suspects the skunk-ape may be involved. He’s here to finally get proof it exists and hopes to write a book about it.

The two young men hatch a plan to get said evidence of its existence and that’s when it gets hairy! Pardon the pun.

Troy can condense a story and make it have such an impact. I felt like I knew these guys. And a story about writers, the struggles they go through and how far they’ll go to write that story is interesting and fun. You get two different views from two writers.

Visually written. You’ll feel like you’re there, looking into the woods, and wondering what may be looking back at you.

Nothing less than Five Stars will do!

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        Here is my review of Little Bernie’s Map.

Little Bernie's Map

This was just supposed to be a nice, relaxing family trip. A way to escape the daily grind and forget, for a while, the problems and worries at home.

Daniel and Gina, along with their son Bernie, are heading home after a trip to Disney World.  Daniel just lost his job, but they decide to go on this vacation anyway. It may be the last one they can take for a long time.

Bernie and his father have a game they play. Bernie loves map, he collects them. At random points in their trip, Daniel would ask Bernie how much farther they had to go and he would look on the map to track their progress.

Bernie had one map that was special. A map given to him by an old woman when they stopped for a break at the Florida Welcome Center. She told him to be careful with it and Bernie tried to be.

But when weird and frightening things start to happen, the map is not first on any of their minds. All they can think about is what just happened.

What came down from the sky that day would be discussed for years to come. Each person would draw their own conclusions. One thing most agreed on was what they saw, what it looked like.

My Thoughts

It has been a long time since I have been this surprised by a story. I had to reread several scenes just to wrap my mind around what was happening. I wanted to try to form an image in my head. I sure wish this had been a movie. You’ll know what I mean when” The Flashpoint” happens.

Troy has a wonderful way of leading you into the story. There is much about this family that you can relate to. The characters are genuine and very likeable. I felt their anguish and their perseverance and really wanted things to be alright for them.

When the event happens I am stunned. I can’t wait for you to read it. It is so wild and kind of funny. It definitely makes you think. Think and say, yeah, I hear ya.

If you like Twilight Zone and Tales From the Darkside, you will love this. I also got a flash of that dread you feel in the scene from the movie The Mist by Stephen King. The one where they are driving into the mist and you just know something inexplicable is going to occur. The feeling lasts long after you finish reading.

Another 5 Star story from Troy

   

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And last, but certainly not least, The Uninvited Guest.

The Uninvited Guest

Looks can be deceiving as is the cover for The Uninvited Guest.

It was supposed to be a celebration. Good times for all. A wedding and new beginnings.

Harlan is crashing the party, kind of. Jose’s mother insisted he go to the wedding and when he asks Harlan to go, he figures why not. There’ll be free food and booze and maybe some babes to dance with.

It seems like it takes forever to get there. The wedding is being held in a lodge surrounded by dense woods.

Finally, they arrive. The wedding goes off without a hitch. Now it’s time to eat, drink, and be merry. Except it’s taking forever to get to the dancing.

Finally the music starts and the happy couple do the traditional bride and groom shuffle. Everyone is oohing and aahing, taking copious pictures and video.

Harlan, standing at the back of the gathering, happens to glance out one of the windows. Everyone else is watching the happy couple, but something made him look.

Something outside, maybe a shadow, slid along the windowsill.  No, not a shadow, it had bulk. It seemed to take a long time to pass.

The windows are spaced about 5 to 6 feet apart. In the time it took to glance to the next window, it was sliding past that one too!

Everyone is still watching the couple. Harlan feels frozen in time. A look at the doors shows they’re still standing wide open.

An overwhelming feeling of dread passes over him. Something is coming. It’s almost to the doors.

The author wrote this story from Harlan’s point of view. It worked really good. I experienced everything with Harlan, felt his confusion, dread, and disbelief. And then his terror.

Have you ever had that feeling like something really bad is going to happen? That’s how I felt, right along with Harlan.

Harlan may have been an uninvited guest, but he’s not the only one.

This gets a Five from me!

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And now from Troy

If you are looking for a story behind the story, I can’t honestly recall what sparked the idea for Little Bernie’s Map all those years ago when I originally wrote it. Although I can say that after hearing about the disheartening news about the debt crisis, along with the various problems many people in the Rust Belt were experiencing – a personal hit for me since I’m from southwestern Ohio – a terrifying thought started eating at the back of my mind: What if I was in one of those situations? What if I had a family to feed and I was out of work? It’;s scary, and my heart truly does go out to those families. Of course, this was around the time that I found Little Bernie’s Map(originally conceived as Little Ian’s Map for those who care) in my writing desk. Naturally, the cogs and gears started turning like they do when I start thinking about the serious issues in the world and how I would express my feelings toward them. In other words, when guys like me consider the money problems of the world, we consider how we would react to a giant mutant….(left blank by me so as not to avoid spoiler). Then again, maybe that’s just me and why I’m not running the show.

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About Troy Aaron Ratliff

Troy Aaron Ratliff was born and raised in Hamilton, Ohio and self-educated in writing, art and voice impersonations. When he’s not reading, writing and cooking up his next monstrosity, you can generally find him defending the galaxy from the forces of evil, feeding hippopotamuses, dining with foreign dignitaries and Zen masters, waking up to his supermodel wife, altering the space-time inter-dimensional warp or, more than likely, stuck in traffic somewhere in Southern California.

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Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading.

Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page.
•Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

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My Tease for today is from The Dazzling Darkness by Paula Cappa.

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The Dazzling Darkness

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At the gates of Old Willow Cemetery, the twisted vines choke the bald ironworks, their thorny cords crisscrossed into images of wrinkled faces and hoodwinked eyes.

This is from the prologue. The book is bursting with atmosphere!

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How about you? Got a tease? Tell me!

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A Survival Horror Novel

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The moment I’ve been waiting for.

The release of Frostwalker!

I’m really excited to tell you about Brandon’s new release.

Frostwalker

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There’s something in the woods behind Jake Marsden’s house – and someone wants him to find it. A strange dream shatters his sleep, night after night, and a compulsion to find the dark presence in the forest wars with his logical and ordered nature. What’s a geek to do?

When his small hometown of Wynn falls under an ancient curse, Jake will find himself in a battle against creatures worse than any he’s faced in a game. Playing for keeps, it will be geek versus god in the fight to stop an evil force bent on destroying everything he holds dear.

The Geek Shall Inherit The Earth – If They Live Long Enough.

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My Review

I heard the theme from Jaws when I started reading this.

No one gets eaten in the beginning of Frostwalker though. But, the terror creeps up on you slowly as the author breathes atmosphere and dread into the story, like an eerie, slow rolling mist.

Jake has been dreaming about a Light in the woods. Dreaming about it for weeks. A Light in the woods behind his house.

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It calls to him, pulling him from his sleep. He finds himself standing in the frigid cold, facing the stand of trees, night after night.

His sleepless nights begin to wear him down, make him question his sanity, so he confides in his best friend and fellow geek, Eric.

These two have been best friends since they were knee-high to a grasshopper. They’ve stuck together through thick and thin, and Eric sees no reason to change that now.

Whatever’s in the woods is growing stronger, leaching into the small town, changing people. Those it doesn’t consume, it inhabits, taking over their bodies and minds and turning them loose on others.

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The sleepy little town of  Wynn is in the midst of the worst snow storm anyone can remember, cutting the inhabitants off and they have no idea of the evil moving closer, advancing house by house towards the heart of the town.

I like a story about men as best friends. It’s like being a fly on the wall, watching how they bond and act when women aren’t present. Jake and Eric are a good example.

When Jake finally sees her, I mean really sees Nancy, his receptionist, he realizes he’s been in love with her for a long time.

Eric and his girlfriend, Wendy, cut Jake no slack, ribbing him about how long it took him to take off his blinders.

Nancy is gentler on him. She fell in love with the shy geek that is Jake, and has just been biding her time.

You can’t help but become attached to these four. The author does an excellent job of giving each one their own unique personalities. Each voice stands out and makes for fun reading.

When the horror ramps up, you’ll be pulling for these guys, cringing when things go bad, as you can see no good outcome.

That’s when it gets even more intense, as the entity in the woods must be confronted and stopped.

I was reminded of a couple of movies while reading Frostwalker. The small town, isolated by snow and ice, had me thinking of 30 Days of Night.

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And the insidious power of the entity also reminded me of the movie, Phantoms, from the Dean Koontz book. How the power takes over the town with a palpable presence.

Jake and Eric are ready. They’ve prepared. It’s time to see what’s in the woods. And they won’t be going alone.

Cue some sinister music and the chills will run up and down your spine!

5 Stars for making me afraid to go to sleep.

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Go here to catch my interview with Brandon. We had a lot of fun!

More about Frostwalker

Read excerpts posted on Brandon’s blog:

Excerpt #1 – Dreams Of Smoke

Excerpt #2 – The Pit

Excerpt #3 – Opening Scene: Jake Walks The Field

Excerpt #4 – Deputy Fallon Gets Busy

Read the first third of the book for free at the Smashwords link below!

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I’ve also read Brandon’s short stories

The Card

When a strange tarot card appears in a friend’s deck, Jason assumes it’s just a prank done in poor taste. But, when terrible events befall those around him, he must face the possibility that something sinister is afoot.

Death is closing in, along with a suspicious detective who believes that Jason may be the killer he’s stalking. With his life turned upside down, Jason finds that there are worse things to be hunted by than the authorities.

This 4,500 word short is a supernatural horror story in the spirit of the pulp era, but with a modern feel.

Go here for my review.

Out After Dark

A cat and mouse game played by those who stalk the night. Who is the hunter and who is prey? This 2,100 word short explores the classic vampire and hunter story from a different angle.

Go here for my review.

About the author

Brandon R. Luffman

Born in Statesboro, Georgia in 1976, Brandon Luffman was raised in rural North Carolina from the time he was old enough to walk. In the sixth grade he discovered “The Chronicles Of Narnia”. Soon after that, he was on to Stephen King and Arthur C. Clarke. At the same time, he was making his first forays into writing fiction. After creating a series of short fantasy pieces for a class assignment that were received with praise, he was hooked on writing fiction for the entertainment of others. Now Brandon writes supernatural horror as well as fantasy, science fiction, and other genres. His short fiction is available online in various formats. Brandon still lives on the family farm in northwestern North Carolina with his wife and family. Taking inspiration from his homeland, he brings southern sensibilities and a modern flair to these classic genre themes. His first novel, Frostwalker, was released in May of 2013.

Find Brandon Online

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In preparation for the launch of his new release, Brandon R. Luffman has stopped by for an interview.

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I’ve had the pleasure of reading some of Brandon’s work and I’m thrilled to have been given the honor of reading his ARC Frostwalker, a supernatural horror story.

I’ll be posting my review on his Release Day which is coming soon!

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Frostwalker

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Thanks so much for sharing with us today, Brandon.

Let’s get to know more about you.

1) Why don’t we start by having you tell us a little about yourself.

Well, I’m not all that interesting. That’s why I write fiction – it’s way more interesting than real life! But, here’s the short bio: I was born in Georgia, but my parents moved back to North Carolina before I was old enough to really remember it. So, I’m technically a Georgia Peach, although I’ve always thought of myself as a Tarheel. I fell into writing at a fairly young age, in the sixth grade, and I was immediately hooked on that buzz you get from writing for the entertainment of others. Having the ability to make people laugh or cry or feel just about any emotion you can imagine, just by the power of storytelling – that’s awesome stuff! So, I wrote off and on for years, but never really got serious about it until a few years ago. And that really is the key to being a writer: You have to get serious about it. You have to put in the work and not just do it for fun. If you want to do it for fun, that’s fine, but if you want to build a career out of it, you have to work at it. Someday, I hope to take my own advice and actually make a living off of this!

2)  What brought you to use Cherokee-Tsalagi lore in your story?

I’m not really sure, to be honest. I’m a pantser, not a plotter, so I really didn’t know where the story was going or what would happen next. The appearance of John Birdsong and Grandmother was as much a surprise to me as it was to anyone else. As the story progressed, I didn’t know what part they would play, but by the end it all made sense. It was fascinating actually, because these characters (and others, of course) did things earlier in the book that I had no idea would mean anything and I didn’t know WHY they were doing these things. But in the end of the book, it all came together and made sense. Reading a book with that sort of unfolding nature is fun, but having a story unfold itself that way while you’re writing it – that always amazes me. Maybe it goes back to Stephen King’s theory that he put forth in his book On Writing, that stories are already there, more or less fully formed, and the writer is just digging it out like a fossil.

I can say that here in western North Carolina, the Cherokee people are very much a part of the culture, although not always obviously so. In my own neck of the woods they’re not commonly encountered these days, but almost everyone whose family has been in the area more than a few generations has at least a few Cherokee in their family tree. So, it’s quite possible that when I needed something that amounted to what locals in this area might consider “mystical people”, my mind just popped that out.

3)  When describing Frostwalker, what genre would you place it in?

When I originally wrote it, I felt like it was straight Horror. However, in the past few years I’ve gained a bit more of an understanding of sub-genres and I think it might be more precise to call it Survival Horror. However, while I don’t think I’ve ever seen the term used before, maybe it could also be called Action Horror, as it feels like that sort of story to me. Once the story starts really rolling, it seems very action-oriented. But, I’m not too concerned about labels – simply calling it Horror is good enough for me!

4)  You’ve written some short stories, which I loved. What inspired you to write a full length novel and why Frostwalker?

Thank you! I was tickled pink at your reviews of Out After Dark and The Card. I really appreciate those!

Interestingly enough, Frostwalker was written prior to any of my currently available short work. Frostwalker originated as a NaNoWriMo attempt way back in 2009. For those who don’t know, NaNoWriMo is where you attempt to write a 50,000 word novel during the 30 days of November. I had done NaNoWriMo a couple of times before, but never hit the 50,000 word target. However, during NaNo 2009, I just roared right along. The first night, I wrote over 13,500 words. I hit the 50k mark just after 1 am on the morning of November 16th. I kept writing, because while I had “won” NaNoWriMo, I still had a story to finish. If I recall correctly, I finished the story with around 81,000 words on November 27th or 29th, although there had been a few days that month where I wasn’t able to do any writing at all. When I finished, and realized that I had actually written a full novel, I’m man enough to admit that I wept.

After that, I went through lots of beta-readers and produced several drafts, each a little better than the last. This is really where a book is crafted. The first draft is just something you throw together. It’s the framework, the starting place. The actual crafting and creation of something more than just an idea comes from taking that first draft and editing and polishing it until it’s as good as you can make it. That’s the key, really, and what NaNoWriMo strives to teach participants: You can’t allow yourself to edit and second-guess the first draft. Just vomit it out there and get the word count in. It doesn’t matter if it’s crap – it may actually BE crap. But, you have to start with that, then you edit it to within an inch of its life and you might just end up with a great story. But you can never get there without that first draft, and that is all about getting words on paper – or on disk, whichever you prefer. It’s all about word count. Good comes later – after the work is done.

However, the manuscript wasn’t worked on heavily until last year. I was considering self-publishing it, and actually planning to do so, even though I had never hired a professional editor. I thought it had been proofread so many times, by so many different beta readers, that it was ready to go. Besides, editors are expensive, right?

Well, as luck would have it, I found out that editors aren’t always expensive. Also, they’re something you cannot do without. I can’t stress this enough: A competent editor is something you simply must have in order for your book to be the best it can be. I was lucky enough to meet two great editors, both of which I met through Twitter. First was Pauline Nolet, who is amazing to work with and just a great gal in general. She’s now what I consider “my editor”, because I can’t imagine publishing something without getting her to go through it first. The second editor was Rebecca Hamilton, author of The Forever Girl. In addition to her writing, Rebecca offers editing services and she is really top-notch. Both of these ladies went through the manuscript and it is impossible to describe the difference their input has made on the quality of the story. Much of it is subtle, but it really took the book to a new level.

5)  Tell us something good and bad about your writing experience?

Well, there’s a LOT of good that’s come from my writing, especially in the past couple of years that I’ve really been taking it seriously. Perhaps first and foremost is all of the great people I’ve met: other authors, book bloggers, enthusiastic readers. There’s just so many great folks who I’ve met through joining this vast community of “book people”, and the people you regret meeting are truly few and far between. But, in the process, I’ve also become a much stronger writer, through the exchange of ideas and techniques with these people, and with the additional motivation to WRITE, and therefore actually practice the craft, that comes with being a part of all that.

As for a bad side of the writing experience, I can’t say there’s been nothing, but it’s hard to point to anything and say “That right there, that’s bad.” Bad reviews are just bad reviews – can’t take that too seriously. Rejection? Comes with the territory – that’s a writer’s battle scars, to be worn with pride. Really, for me, the worst thing has just been the constant struggle to overcome my own natural shyness and self doubts. I’ve always questioned my ability in whatever arena I’m operating in. It’s difficult for me to be confident in my ability as a writer, which is especially trying as an independent author who has to promote himself. There isn’t a marketing department to go out and tell everyone to go read my work – I have to go out there and tell people I’m worth reading. But, first, I have to convince myself that my work is worth reading. Sometimes, that’s really hard to do.

6)  How do you pick character’s names and locations for your stories? Have you been to these places and are your characters based on yourself or people you know?

Locations are pretty easy. Even places I’ve never been, a little research and you can fictionalize something close enough. The important thing is to capture the FEEL of that location, so that those who are familiar with it will recognize it and those who aren’t will still know it on the level that, say, a TV audience knows a place. There are differences between western Texas and eastern New Mexico, and a native will know the difference immediately, but you can capture the feel of the desert southwest and that’s generally good enough for fiction. Location is important, don’t get me wrong on that count, but there’s a reason why minimalist stage plays are effective. A man with a chair and a skull can perform Hamlet and it’s still Hamlet – the play’s the thing.

In Frostwalker, the locations are all fictional. However, most of them are based on some amalgamation of places I know personally. The town of Wynn is built up of bits and pieces of local towns here in North Carolina, the exterior locations are based, at least partially, on places I’ve been to in the area or even on my family’s farm.

As for the characters, there’s always a bit of the author in every character an author creates. Even if the character is of a different gender, or completely evil, or a supernatural being, their personality is formed by the author’s imagination. So, with Jake and Eric, who are gamers and geeks, somewhat the outsider type in a rural southern town, there’s a fair amount of myself in there. They’re certainly not me by any stretch of the imagination, but some of their traits come from myself, or my friends and family.

For the names, well, that’s really a hard thing for me. Names have always been a pain for me. One of my life-long hobbies has been roleplaying games, such as Dungeons & Dragons. I usually end up running the game, which means that any character the players meet is run by me. The absolute worst question a player can ask is “What’s his name?”. I have no idea how many hundreds of Bobs have been encountered in my games over the years. The barkeep? His name’s Bob. Town blacksmith? That’s Bob. Head of the town watch? Hermit on the edge of town? Maiden you just rescued from orcs? Bob. They’re all named Bob!

I can’t really say where the names Jake and Eric came from. I think maybe my mind just spit them out when I needed names because they’re simple, masculine, and easy to remember. There are a couple of amusing bits about those names, actually. First, it was probably nearly a year after I wrote Out After Dark that I realized that I’d used the name Eric again. In the long version I’ve been working on, there’s also a character named Jacob. The second amusing thing was something I encountered last month. I had never seen the TV show Jericho before, but we recently encountered it on Netflix and began watching it. I didn’t catch it immediately, but after three or four episodes, I realized that the main character and his brother are named Eric and Jake.

But, sometimes you need a name and have to come up with one some way or other. In The Card, I needed a name for the protagonist and his two friends. I ended up swiping the name Jason for the protagonist from friend and fellow author J. Scott Sharp, and the names Freddie and Brian I took from members of the band Queen!

7)  What is a typical day for you?

I’m not sure if I have a typical day. I know that currently, my life is dominated by the fact that I don’t have a routine. That’s a very bad thing for writers! Aside from my writing, I also have a business I run from home as well as another part-time job that doesn’t require a lot of hours, but is six days a week. So, my schedule is always fluctuating. Sometimes I’m a full-on night owl, and a week later I might be on a “normal” schedule. I have a pretty flexible work schedule, so when I sleep varies and drifts, which means I’m all over the place.

So, for now, I don’t really have a typical day. But, I do hope to pin down some sort of routine soon, as it’s been very difficult to write with the way things have been the past few months!

8)  What’s next? Do you have anything new in the works?

Right now, writing has been very difficult for me. Largely, this is due to the lack of a routine I just mentioned. However, I do have some projects that are in the works, when I can work on them. I’m still working on a story that I’ve been calling A Man With A Gun, which is a near-future sci-fi/western piece that may be a short story or could grow into something more substantial. I haven’t been able to work on it much lately, but it’s what I consider my “current project” – aside from getting Frostwalker finished and released, of course. There’s also a few other ideas and half-finished pieces that may or may not be worked on. Most notable of these is probably the long version of Out After Dark, which I haven’t worked on in well over a year. That’s at 14,000 words (still) but it’s something I really want to see come to fruition eventually.

So, nothing new to report aside from the same things I’ve been working on for the past few months. Of course, ideas are always coming to me!

Five Fun Shorts

1) Favorite movie?

This is a really tough one! I love movies, but it’s hard to say that I have a favorite. There are so many great movies out there! I’m going to cheat and give you a few: Army Of Darkness is great. I love the Indiana Jones movies. Star Trek movies are good, especially the earlier ones, and I really loved 2 through 4. The Matrix was great, and I even liked the sequels. A Knight’s Tale was lots of fun. Kate & Leopold was a good romantic flick. I really like all kinds of movies!

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Watch out for Bruce’s “boomstick?”

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My favorite of all of the Evil Dead movies!

Looks like we have similar tastes.

2)  Favorite genre (movies and books)?

I’m all over the place here as well. For books, I used to read a lot of fantasy stuff. But, these days I’m reading all kinds of things. Maybe a good example is to consider Stephen King’s catalog. He’s my favorite author and if you look at his work over the past several years, you note that while he’s considered a “horror author”, he’s really writing sci-fi and fantasy as much as anything else. My reading habits have similarly broadened, and I tend to read just about anything as long as it has a good story.

For movies, I likewise enjoy all sorts, but sci-fi, fantasy, and action are probably my favorites.

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I also love “The King!”

It’s a tie for me between Steven King and Dean Koontz!

3)  Beach or swimming pool?

Definitely swimming pool! I love the beach, but I prefer to actually swim rather than struggle against the tide. Not to mention that every time I go into the ocean I end up with something touching my foot. Who knows what it might be? Was it a fish? Some sort of jellyfish? A shark?! Cthulhu? That was almost certainly Cthulhu!

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Sorry Brandon:(

Even swimming pools aren’t safe from Cthulhu!

4)  Favorite comic book character?

The Punisher! Such a bad-ass. Very much driven by emotion, but still a hardcore dude, and in a universe where people with superpowers are everywhere, this guy is fighting evil without them. Just guns – lots of guns! I also always liked how much of the Punisher’s inventory of weaponry was largely based on real-world gear.

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I love The Punisher.

Also loved the first movie with Thomas Jayne!

He was perfect!

5)  Got a phobia?

I’ve got two! First, I don’t handle heights very well. I’ve always thought it was odd that I love flying, especially in small planes where you actually FEEL like you’re flying, but it is really hard for me to climb a ladder to the roof of my house. The second is bees – in particular, wasps and hornets. I have an unreasonable fear of them. They’re fast, they’re agile, they’re often aggressive, they can sting you multiple times, and it hurts like a mother! Maybe I’m not being so unreasonable after all…

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Killer bees!

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Thank you very much for interviewing me! It was lots of fun!

Thank you Brandon. I really enjoyed your answers.

I see we like a lot of the same things. Did I get a hint of H.P. Lovecraft in there somewhere?

So, there you have it folks.

For more about Brandon and his books, visit his website.

He has exciting excerpts, wonderful guest posts and some fun tours to follow.

You can also find him here:

Goodreads / Twitter / Amazon / Facebook

Books by Brandon R. Luffman

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The Card

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When a strange tarot card appears in a friend’s deck, Jason assumes it’s just a prank done in poor taste. But, when terrible events befall those around him, he must face the possibility that something sinister is afoot.

Death is closing in, along with a suspicious detective who believes that Jason may be the killer he’s stalking. With his life turned upside down, Jason finds that there are worse things to be hunted by than the authorities.

This 4,500 word short is a supernatural horror story in the spirit of the pulp era, but with a modern feel.

My Review

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Out After Dark

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A cat and mouse game played by those who stalk the night. Who is the hunter and who is prey? This 2,100 word short explores the classic vampire and hunter story from a different angle.

My Review

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