Tuesday, August 12, 2014

'Big Pharma Big Agri Big Conspiracy:' by Dina Rae


About the book:

Non Fiction
Date Published: June 25, 2014

Blurb:

Big Pharma’s and Big-Agri’s growing power happens mostly behind the scenes. For whatever reason, mainstream media leaves these giants alone except in terms of business profit margins. Before researching the two industries, I knew nothing more than most people-a vague recognition of the terms Big Pharma and Big Agri. A few magazines articles along with some radio talk show episodes was all it took to ensnare me into obsession. 

As curiosity turned into research, I could not help but speculate that these industries are involved in conspiracy on a global level. This is a subject that impacts anyone who has ever taken medication, seen a doctor, and/or eaten food. If you are intrigued about the elite inner circle of these two empires, Big Pharma, Big Agri, and Big Conspiracy is the perfect place to begin your journey in searching for the proverbial man behind the curtain. This book is an introduction to history, fact, and conspiracy theory of these growing industries. A follow-up book is currently being outlined. For the record, I am NOT a doctor, just a nerd who loves to learn new things.

What is Big Pharma?

Big Pharma is a term that refers to the giants of the pharmaceutical industry. Collectively, they made approximately $690 billion in 2012 and are projected to exceed one trillion in 2014. That’s more than the GDP of Saudi Arabia and Iraq combined. Because of the immense profitability, many question the ethics involved in research, FDA approval, manufacturing, and prescriptions of the pharmaceuticals. Big Pharma doesn’t just sell pharmaceuticals; they influence the entire healthcare industry.

Who is Big Pharma?

Generally, Big Pharma consists of the biggest drug companies who make more than three billion dollars each year. Of the top eleven giants, six are headquartered in the U.S. These companies spend multi-millions of dollars each year to lobby Congress for legislation in their favor. U.S. pharmaceutical companies reportedly have 1,100 lobbyists who make sure they are represented.

Read an excerpt:

Introduction
Big Pharma’s and Big-Agri’s growing power happens mostly behind the scenes. For whatever reason, mainstream media leaves these giants alone except in terms of business profit margins. Before researching the two industries, I knew nothing more than most people-a vague recognition of the terms Big Pharma and Big Agri. A few magazines articles along with some radio talk show episodes was all it took to ensnare me into obsession.
As curiosity turned into research, I could not help but speculate that these industries are involved in conspiracy on a global level. This is a subject that impacts anyone who has ever taken medication, seen a doctor, and/or eaten food. If you are intrigued about the elite inner circle of these two empires, Big Pharma, Big Agri, and Big Conspiracy is the perfect place to begin your journey in searching for the proverbial man behind the curtain. This book is an introduction to history, fact, and conspiracy theory of these growing industries. A follow-up book is currently being outlined. For the record, I am NOT a doctor, just a nerd who loves to learn new things.


What is Big Pharma?
Big Pharma is a term that refers to the giants of the pharmaceutical industry. Collectively, they made approximately $690 billion in 2012 and are projected to exceed one trillion in 2014. That’s more than the GDP of Saudi Arabia and Iraq combined. Because of the immense profitability, many question the ethics involved in research, FDA approval, manufacturing, and prescriptions of the pharmaceuticals. Big Pharma doesn’t just sell pharmaceuticals; they influence the entire healthcare industry.
Who is Big Pharma?
Generally, Big Pharma consists of the biggest drug companies who make more than three billion dollars each year. Of the top eleven giants, six are headquartered in the U.S. These companies spend multi-millions of dollars each year to lobby Congress for legislation in their favor. U.S. pharmaceutical companies reportedly have 1,100 lobbyists who make sure they are represented.
Whose political campaigns are funded by Big Pharma?
In 2012 Big Pharma favored the Republicans, but they also hedged their bets by backing the Democrats. About $16.2 million was spent by the top twenty pharmaceutical companies for Democratic and Republican campaign contributions. The top three that donated over one million dollars in campaign funds were Pfizer, Amgen, and Abbott, with Merck a few dollars shy of one million.
Some of the biggest giants are listed below.
Top 10 Pharmaceutical Companies 
(based on 2012 pharmaceutical revenues in billions)


Manufacturer 2012 in Billions
Johnson & Johnson.………$67.2
Pfizer……………………….$58.9
Novartis……………………$56.7
Roche…………….………..$47.8
Merck……………….……..$47.3
Sanofi……………….……..$46.4
GlaxoSmithKline………….$39.9
Abbot Lab …………………$39.9
Astra Zeneca…………………$28
Bayer………………………….$24.3

Johnson & Johnson: They sell drug-store drugs like Tylenol, Band-Aids, and baby shampoo.
Ethicon, a subsidiary of Johnson and Johnson, makes surgical items. One of their products, a vaginal mesh implant, is currently under fire. They have 1800 lawsuits filed against them.
Pfizer: Lipitor (cholesterol problems), Viagra (erectile dysfunction), Celebrex (arthritis), and Lyrica (neuropathic pain) are some of their most advertised. Despite their huge sales, they claim huge overhead in taxes, advertising, and research and development. Later on I will go more into R&D, as they really aren’t paying for all that is claimed. The tax-payer unwittingly pays for much of their R&D.
Novartis: Gilenya (Multiple Sclerosis) and Diovan (hypertension) are some of their top sellers.
Merck: Singulair for asthma and Zetia for cholesterol are some of their big movers. They also manufacture several vaccines.
Abbott Labs: Klacid (antibiotic), Biaxin (bacterial infections), Luvox (anti-depressant), and Synthroid (thyroid) are some of their many products.

Big Pharma claims they are in the business of curing and controlling diseases. Their real mission, like all businesses, is to increase profits. Unlike most businesses they do not have to play by the same rules. Their twenty-year patents given out for each of their new drugs give them a monopoly. This prevents other countries from making cheaper versions. TRIPS (international intellectual property rights organization) legally protects them from others cutting into their profits.
Can they patent plants found in remote places of the world?
Yes. They can and they do, especially in the rain forest, through a process called bio-prospecting. They get away with it by paying indigenous people a stipend for exploration of new plants. To patent something suggests that it’s an invention. How are plants grown in the rain forest an invention? Again, Big Pharma does not have to play by the rules. They pay for the legislation that enables them to take what they want.
Many of these companies will protect their empires at any and all costs. Lying to Federal Drug Administration, submitting fraudulent data, bribing doctors, omitting side effects, and bullying the supplement industry are some of the ways they play ball. Lastly, some conspiracy theories claim Big Pharma hide cures to terrible diseases to continue steady, gigantic profits.
What is Big-Agri?
This book began with exploring the inner workings of Big-Pharma from a lay-person’s perspective. My research constantly overlapped another mammoth industry called Big-Agri.
Big-Agri is short for big agriculture or farming corporations that are taking over the farming industry on a global level. This kingdom controls many aspects of farming such as crop production through technology and pesticides. One of their main contributions to the world’s food supply is the controversial use of GMOs or genetically modified organisms. Later on in this book I will elaborate on GMOs. GM stands for genetically modified and then there is the term GE for genetically engineered. These terms basically mean the same thing and will be used interchangeably for the purposes of this book. GM/GE/GMOs are a growing business of genetically engineered food.
GMOs have led to other modified things such as glow-in-the dark cats, cabbage with scorpion venom, less flatulent cows, vaccinated bananas, cancer medicine eggs, and mass carbon eating plants. The possibilities are endless, producing results that make for a great horror/sci-fi movie. Much of the GMO food has earned the nickname “Franken-food”.
The giant corporations that make up Big-Agri are Dow AgroSciences, DuPont, Monsanto, and Syngenta. Other corporations that make up the business include machinery (John Deere), ADM (grain transport), and AB Agri (animal feeds, micro-ingredients, and biofuels). In this book, I will be referring to Big-Agri in strictly crops, food, or pesticides.

Monsanto (largest seed and pesticide manufacturer in the world)
In 2013 fiscal year Monsanto’s net sales were $14,861,000,000. Net profits were $7,653,000,000. That’s a gross profit of 51%! They reported a net income of $2,482,000,000 after research and development and other expenses. Research and Development costs will later on be more fully explored. At face value, according to their own site, www.monsanto.com, that’s about 17% profits-not a bad return!
This corporation has its fingers in many pies, including healthcare/Big-Pharma. For the purpose of this book, DuPont will be placed among the Big-Agri companies. Some of their biggest selling products are herbicides/insecticides and GMO seeds. Their agriculture products division had an outstanding 2013-9.9 billion in sales, primarily through their GMO corn seeds. Seven million acres planted their corn in 2013 compared to two million acres using the seeds in 2012.
Dow-AgroSciences, http://www.dowagro.com/products/
Their main products are herbicides/insecticides and GMO seeds. Dow-AgroSciences is a subsidiary of Dow-Chemical. Their gross sales in 2012 was $6,400,000,000. A little interesting trivia found on their own website shows that Dow AgroSciences was originally called DowElanco and then joined with Dow Chemical and Elanco Plant Sciences. Why is this important? Because Elanco Plant Sciences is part of Eli Lilly, one of the Big-Pharma mammoths earlier mentioned. Big Agri and Big Pharma are constantly overlapping.

Syngenta, www.sygenta.com
This global corporation’s main products are herbicides, insecticides, fungicides, and GMO seeds including flowers. In 2012 they grossed 14,202,000,000 in sales with $6,984,000,000 in gross profits. $2,292,000,000 was left over after operating expenses. Syngenta is still a young company. According to their website, they offered to invest one half of a billion dollars in Africa at the 2012 G8 Summit. Humanitarian or smart business? Syngenta projects that they will sell 25 billion dollars in sales by 2020.

Throughout this book I will present the facts and cite sources. Some sources will be hyperlinked and other sources will be mentioned on the bibliography page of the book. The conspiracy angle is yours to agree or disagree with. At the very least, you will hopefully have a different perspective on this very important subject.



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About the author:

Author Dina Rae has four published novels in thriller, horror, and paranormal genres. Her passion for conspiracy theory is obvious as she continues to mix fact into her fiction, leaving readers wondering about the truth. She holds a Master of Arts from Roosevelt University. Ms. Rae continues to guest on multiple conspiracy radio shows, convinced that New World Order looms around the corner. Big Agri, Big Pharma, and Big Conspiracy is her first nonfiction book.


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Sunday, August 10, 2014

'Lust Mechanics Mini Cooper (Time Frame #1)' by Elle Brookes


About the book:

Romantic Comedy/Adventure/Time Travel
Date Published: June 15, 2014
Part Two: Sex. Coffee. Time Travel. Coming Soon

Blurb:

Adventure-romance author, Lesley Meryn, has lived her own share of adventures. But the one thing she has never experienced is the "coupe de foudre", the Lightning-Bolt of Love. Connected by years of friendship to the sexy action-movie star, Jason Hambrey, Jax, the two really are "just friends" but the paparazzi are merciless, making their lives and their friendship almost impossible to sustain.

When Lesley's Aunt dies, leaving her a piece of property in North Yorkshire, Lesley is mystified. Her aunt kept it a secret. Lesley travels to London and learns her that her aunt leased the property twenty-five years before to an 'Historical Research Society'. The lease on the property is up for renewal. Before she makes her decision; Lesley travels to the farm to investigate

Nothing could prepare her for what she finds at the farm. Miles Sherwood is dark, devious, and desperate. He's the very last person one would consider the head of a stuffy British 'Historical Society'

Lesley finds him insufferable, yet irresistibly attractive. The two unknowingly share a deep connection. Whether they like it or not...it's Lightning-Time!

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“UNDONE...”

Miles stared at the computer again without seeing it. Now his brain was whirling with even more concrete, even more disturbing images. For a man who had always taken a measure of pride in his discipline and self-control he felt as though he were on the verge of losing it completely. He poured another mug of coffee from the thermos on his desk, hoping that it might help to clear his head.
The phone chirped at his elbow. He stared at it until it stopped, then rubbed his hands over the stubble on his face. He took another long drink of coffee.
When Miles looked up, she was standing there in the open doorway, watching him. He flinched slightly, wondering how she could have snuck up on him so easily. He hadn't even heard her.
“I'm leaving,” Lesley announced firmly and quietly and without preamble. “Now.”
“We haven't discussed the lease.” He found himself staring at her lips.
”There's nothing for us to discuss,” she stated flatly, trying to keep from looking at him directly.
“And your car—” Miles caught her eyes with his.
“I'll walk if I need to...” Lesley stared back at him without flinching.
“Its a long walk,” Miles replied still locking eyes with her.
“I don't care.” Lesley swallowed, desperate to keep her resolve.
“It might rain,” he observed.
“It might,” she replied faintly.
Miles took a step towards her. “Not until we finish our business.”
“Our business can be settled by the solicitors.” Lesley took a small step away from him, her heart thudding madly.
“Why not between us?”
“I'd rather not.” She pulled her gaze away from him, fixing her eyes firmly on the painting behind him. She noted that the rapier was back in its scabbard on the wall next to the painting.
“I think we can settle this like two civilized people.”
Lesley gave a short laugh. “Do you really believe that?”
“We could at least try....” he raised a brow.
“Ahh...Don't you think we've gotten a bit past that?”
Miles scratched his cheek thoughtfully. “I must have missed that part.”
“Missed it? You engineered it!” Lesley faced him, offering her bruised wrists for his inspection.
“I believe that you made a considerable contribution in that regard.” he replied dryly, tilting his head to the rapier on the wall.
Lesley stared at him a moment, then dropped herself obstinately into the beleaguered upholstered chair.
“I thought you were leaving,” he said.
“Oh, I am.”
“Then kindly do it, so I can get back to work.” As if.
Miles folded his arms against his chest and leaned back against the desk. He raised his chin to the door. He was torn between the dread that she would do just that and the hope that he could think of something to get her to stay.
“If you're going to go, then go.” He thought that perhaps reverse psychology would work with someone as seemingly perverse as she was. He smiled inwardly. She was almost as bad as he was. “I can have Conan take you to the train station.”
Lesley stared at him then moved her attention to behind him resting it on the painting, then on the rapier hung on the wall beside it. After admiring it for a few seconds, she came to a decision.
“That's yours. then?” She turned her head to the sword.
“Yes, it is.”
“Do you know how to use it?”
His eyes slitted dangerously at her. “What are you getting at?
“Is that just for decoration, or do you know how to use it?”
“Maybe.” His mouth set into a firm line.
“Mmm...” she paused. “Have you got another one?”
“If you're thinking what I'm thinking, then stop thinking about it.”
“What is it you think I'm thinking about?”
“I don't even want to think about it.”
“You were the one who suggested that we settle this like two civilized people.”
“You are out of your mind...” he hissed between his teeth. “How can you even suggest—”
“I consider it a rather civilized way of resolving our differences. Well, it used to be, in any case.”
“I consider it out of the question.”
“Why?” she asked.
He turned away from her, raking back his disheveled hair, not certain just how he should respond to her.
“I'd like to propose a little wager.” Lesley stuck her chin out at him, the defiant eight year old still very much a part of her.
“A what?” His head swiveled to face her.
“You heard me, a wager. If you win, you get the lease renewed, same terms, no questions asked, for whatever length of time you require. “
“And if I lose?” he asked softly.
“If you lose... you tell me what it is you're really doing here. I mean really. The absolute truth.”
“I thought I'd already done that,” Miles replied calmly, “told you the truth...”
Lesley offered him a wry twisted smile. “Nah....I don't think so. There's more.”
“What makes you think that?” Miles asked, humoring her.
“Mmm...” Lesley raised a brow as she took stock of him again. “If there isn't, then what have you got to worry about?”
Miles looked down, shaking his head.
“You're afraid.”
“Of you? No.” Miles raised his head slowly. “For you...yes.”
“I'm not. What do you say?”
“You're very sure of yourself, aren't you?” His brows rose.
“No more than you appear to be,” came the response.
“I think you have the wrong idea about me, D'Artagnan.”
“I don't think that at all.”
Miles took her in carefully, the set of her jaw, her flashing eyes, the determined set of her lips. Oh God, those luscious delicious lips. He could no more set upon her with a sword than he could willingly smash the treasure of a priceless Fabergé Egg. No matter how much she provoked him.
“I suppose you've changed your mind about me, then...” he replied dryly, taking yet another tack.
“What do you mean?”
“Yesterday you declared me a man without principles. What could possibly have happened between then and now that would lead you to believe I would keep to the terms of any wager you cared to propose? In a duel of honor?”
Lesley had no response to this.
“Listen to me, you selfish brat. You want to go, then go. For whatever reason you've chosen to concoct, it's not enough that we fence words, now you want to use the real thing. You have no idea what you're proposing, or who you're dealing with. And I'm weary of playing games with you. And I adamantly refuse to be a character in one of your self-indulgent literary exploits.” He gave her an exasperated wave. “Ach!”
She stared at him, speechless, for several moments. The heat of adrenaline flashed through her. He was so devilishly handsome, those black eyes flashing at her, and so... so...
“You're insufferable!” she finally breathed.
“Thank you,” he nodded. “From someone who has elevated the concept into an art form, that is high praise indeed.”
Shaking, and outraged beyond words, Lesley gathered herself up and started for the door.
“What? No scathing retort?” Miles commented quietly, not able to stop himself. “No parting sarcastic remark?”
Lesley paused, her fingers trembling on the door handle. There was everything in her that wanted to reply, yet she held back, unwilling to allow him to succeed in his attempt to goad her. With a deep breath of resolve, she wrenched the door open and walked down the long tiled passageway.
Miles stared at the open door, the sound of her boots receded down the long corridor. With each step the haze in his head grew stronger and the roar louder, and he found that he was having difficulty breathing. He knew he had to do something or else he would never be able to function or think clearly again. He had so much unresolved sexual tension, building up from the first electric moment he'd seen her, he had to do something. And he realized then, that he would do just about anything to keep her from leaving. He swallowed, took two deep breaths and cursed himself for his weakness and for what he was about to do.
“Wait!” he called from behind the door, and down the passageway her boots slowed. “Wait! I'll do it!” He listened for a reply. There were no footsteps. He held his breath.
Carefully, he tilted his head around the door and came face to face with her. She stood silent, watching him, waiting. He found himself caught up, transfixed by those hazy smoky emerald eyes, and he knew he was lost.
“I'll do it. Damn you,” he whispered. “I'll do it...”
She smiled. And it sent a fiery cold shiver down his spine, which was surprisingly, frighteningly, familiar.


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About the author:

Elle grew up in Los Angeles, California, but has lived in San Francisco and then Jamaica when she was a Peace Corps Volunteer. At the age of twelve she became obsessed with keeping falcons in the back yard. Fortunately, for the hundreds of hapless French poodles living in the San Fernando Valley at the time, she was not allowed to do this. In the course of the following years, she took on the challenges of earlier times, learning how to fence, how to ride horses, archery skills, and she even took a "Grand Tour of Europe". Travel continues to be a passion of hers. Her father always claimed that she had been born into the wrong century. He may have been right. Elle currently lives in the central highlands of Costa Rica with her dog Pixie, and her hedgehog, Quiller.

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Thursday, August 7, 2014

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With a thriving real-life steampunk culture that is very do-it-yourself in inventing characters, costumes, and gadgets, the real answer is that steampunk can be virtually anything you want it to be. It's this tremendous devotion to creativity that actually drew me in to writing steampunk in the first place (along with the gorgeous costumes!). In this steampunk bundle, we have an east-Indian fantasy romance, a Asian-flavored pirate love story, a Shakespearean retelling, two stories set in a common world with a floating island, a young adult adventure about a lightning invention, and a story that uses Arcane Science in the modern world. These stories are perfect examples of the truly rich diversity of steampunk stories… while each also portrays a world where steam technology shifts the ground under their character's feet.

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Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Author Mercedes King on her Literary Influences



My Literary Influences

Authors are often asked, “Who inspired you?” A great question, since we are inspired by a variety elements. I’m sure most authors could say that their upbringing, former teachers, and life experiences have influenced their writing. Personal tastes, hobbies, and occupations also play a part. As an artist, I appreciate creative endeavors: Vermeer, Klimt, and Edward Hopper paintings tend to make my heart leap; I find coloring (with a new box of crayons) relaxing; and sometimes I catch myself daydreaming while staring at my lava lamp.

Another big influence for most writers is, understandably, other writers. It’s near-impossible to list all my favorites here, but there are a few notables.

Vincent Bugliosi. There I was, sitting in the dentist’s office one afternoon, hoping to distract myself from the torture to come, when I came upon a magazine article about the anniversary of the Tate-LaBianca murders masterminded by Charles Manson. Twenty years had passed (at that time, 1989) since the horrific slayings. Helter Skelter, a book written by prosecutor Vincent Bugliosi, detailed the attacks and the trial that had followed. Numb and seeing pink unicorns after that appointment, I made my way to the library and spent the next four days engrossed. This book sowed the seed for what I wanted to do in life: explore the criminal mind and write about it.

Mary Higgins Clark. Long before I read Helter Skelter, my school librarian turned me on to MHC. I may not have been old enough yet for some of the adult themes in the books, but Mary Higgins Clark and her writing inspired me. The Cradle Will Fall and While My Pretty One Sleeps were among the first tales that stirred my own passions for writing. (And I’m sure most writers would be grateful for a career as long and prosperous as hers!)

Donald Maass. In the writing world, Donald Maass has a Brad Pitt-like celebrity status. Although he doesn’t write fiction (anymore), he is well-known for his craft books, most notably, Writing the Breakout Novel and The Fire in Fiction. (In his ‘free time’, Maass runs the Donald Maass Literary Agency, one of the best-known in the business.) His books and his workshops (which I’ve had the delight of attending) are as fabulous as they are maddening. Fabulous in that you can’t get enough of Maass’ insight into great storytelling; maddening in that it isn’t as easy to translate that know-how into your writing--but, with work, it can be done.

So with a gracious bow and a round of applause, I thank these literary heroes of mine, knowing that my life and especially my writing wouldn’t be the same without them.


About the book:

Historical Fiction
Date Published: May 27, 2014

Sixteen year old Emma Cartwright runs away from her family’s South Carolina rice plantation after a slave is beaten to death. Determined to join the fight against slavery, Emma enlists in the Union Army disguised as a young man. Nothing could prepare her for the sacrifices needed—and for falling in love for the first time.





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Emma could no longer raise her head or open her eyes. She tasted her own blood and withered under the sun’s brilliance. Her back and legs throbbed from the lashes with the leather belt. The scent of honeysuckle drifted to her nostrils, but Emma quivered with agony and trepidation. She fought the oblivion that threatened to engulf her,fearing it was death. 
Her heart searched for a prayer or a plea but nothing came. She wanted to cry out for her father, forgetting he was long dead. 
Someone snatched a fistful of Emma’s hair and held up her head. 
“Look!” Quinn said through gritted teeth. “Look at what you’ve done.” He touched his mouth to her ear. “Ain’t like he didn’t deserve it, though. Worthless wretch.” 
Emma tried again to focus on the scene. At first, through the narrow slits of her swollen eyes, all she saw was a row of brown feet, naked and caked with mud past the ankles, a sure sign that rice planting was underway. She couldn’t find or concentrate on their faces now, but she knew that among the clan of thirteen laborers, Basil’s mother and brother were there watching. Fear reverberated from the mass. Children cried and stirred, but no one moved or averted their eyes. George had insisted.

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About the author:

Mercedes King is an Ohio native and founding member of Sisters in Crime Columbus, Ohio (affectionately dubbed SiCCO). With a degree in Criminology from Capital University and a passion for writing, she crafted O! Jackie, a novel focusing on the private life of Jackie Kennedy. She has also written The Kennedy Chronicles, a series of short stories featuring JFK and Jackie before they were married and before 'Camelot'. Mercedes writes in a variety of genres, including historical and mystery / suspense. In fact, she's working on creating a new genre, 'modern historical'.

Her newest release, Plantation Nation, follows the journey of Emma Cartwright, a 16 year old Southern girl who disguises herself as a young man and joins the Union Army.

Visit her sites, OJackiebook.com or Mercedesking.com . Contact her at Mercedes 'at' ojackiebook 'dot' com. You can also connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

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Monday, August 4, 2014

'Stolen Dreams (Cassie Scot #4)' by Christine Amsden



Stolen Dreams – Christine Amsden
Cassie Scot #4
New Adult Romance / Urban Fantasy / Mystery
Date Published: June 25, 2014
Paperback October 14, 2014

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Edward Scot and Victor Blackwood have despised one another for nearly a quarter of a century, but now their simmering hatred is about to erupt.

When Cassie Scot returns home from her sojourn in Pennsylvania, she finds that her family has taken a hostage. Desperate to end the fighting before someone dies, Cassie seeks help from local seer Abigail Hastings, Evan Blackwood’s grandmother. But Abigail has seen her own death, and when it comes at the hand of Cassie’s father, Victor Blackwood kills Edward Scot.

But things may not be precisely as they appear.

Evan persuades Cassie to help him learn the truth, teaming them up once again in their darkest hour. New revelations about Evan and his family make it difficult for Cassie to cling to a shield of anger, but can Evan and Cassie stop a feud that has taken on a life of its own? Conclusion to the Cassie Scot series.



EXCERPT

(From Chapter 7)

            “I–” My cell phone rang, saving me the challenge of coming up with a plausible lie. I answered without checking the caller ID. “Hello?”

            “Cassie, dear, how are you and my grandson getting along?” It was Abigail. I had the volume turned up loud enough that Evan could hear. His eyes widened, and he stepped closer. Too close, but I pretended the proximity didn’t affect me in the slightest.

            “Abigail, where are you? What are you doing?”

            “You know the answer to that question, Cassie. And as much as I’d love to give you and Evan a chance to work through more of your issues, I find I have a selfish last request.”

            My heart squeezed. “What?”

            “I don’t want to die alone.” The words were a bare whisper, but both Evan and I heard.

            “Where are you?”

            “At the overlook around back. Hurry.” The call ended.

            “What did she mean?” Evan asked. “What do you know?”

            I was already on my way out the front door, Evan right on my heals. To simplify matters, and to get to her as soon as possible, I decided to give him as much of the truth as I could. “She says someone has to die, and if it’s not her, then it’s going to be your parents.”

            “What? When did she say that?”

            “In snatches for a week, but most of it earlier tonight, right before I came over.” I was out the door now, heading around back up the paved path wide enough for Abigail’s wheelchair to navigate.

            To my immense relief, Evan didn’t question me further. He followed me for a few paces, then rushed ahead, moving too quickly for me to keep up even when I broke into a run.

            She had her chair parked at the top of the hill, overlooking the lake below and a spectacular sunset above. Either I had never seen colors so vibrant before, or I had never paid proper attention. It was as if the heavens were saying farewell.

            My father was nowhere in sight. I had half expected to see him there, and managed a sigh of relief when I didn’t. It was short lived, though.

            Evan knelt in front of his grandmother, holding her right hand in his. When I arrived, I sank to the paved earth at her other side, taking her left hand in mine. The skin was papery thin and so frail I feared it would flake away.

            “Thank you.” She didn’t look at either one of us, and her voice was whisper-thin.

            “You don’t have to die,” Evan said. “There has to be another way out. How are you going to die?”

            “I-I don’t know. I can’t see past my own death. It’s made things... difficult these past few months.”

            “Then how do you know you’re doing the right thing?” I asked. Demanded might be a better word. “How do you know your death will prevent anything?”

            “I didn’t have long to live anyway. My heart is weak, and.... I don’t want to talk about it. Please. I don’t have long. Talk to me about something nice.” There was a hitch in her voice that told me no matter how she had prepared for this moment, she wasn’t ready to die. That realization, more than anything else, brought the first tears to my eyes.

            “Don’t cry for me. I’ll be all right. My husband’s been gone these many years now, and I’ve been alone.”

            I felt Evan’s free hand take mine, and I didn’t even think about yanking it away. For once, his touch didn’t feel anything except comforting. He needed it. I needed it. And so it was.

            “Did you like my invitations?” Abigail asked.

            “Why did you send them?” Evan asked.

            “I don’t suppose you two would consider it a dying woman’s last request?” she asked.

            “Nice try,” I said.

            Evan didn’t say anything, although I became more aware of his hand holding mine.

            “Seriously,” Abigail said, “will you at least talk to one another? Really talk?”

            I closed my eyes, swallowed hard, and nodded. The request was at least as manipulative as the first because she knew I couldn’t deny this one. It was too reasonable.

            “Good.” She squeezed my hand.

            That’s when her house exploded.


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Christine Amsden has been writing fantasy and science fiction for as long as she can remember. She loves to write and it is her dream that others will be inspired by this love and by her stories. Speculative fiction is fun, magical, and imaginative but great speculative fiction is about real people defining themselves through extraordinary situations. Christine writes primarily about people and relationships, and it is in this way that she strives to make science fiction and fantasy meaningful for everyone.

At the age of 16, Christine was diagnosed with Stargardt’s Disease, a condition that effects the retina and causes a loss of central vision. She is now legally blind, but has not let this slow her down or get in the way of her dreams.

In addition to writing, Christine teaches workshops on writing at Savvy Authors. She also does some freelance editing work.

Christine currently lives in the Kansas City area with her husband, Austin, who has been her biggest fan and the key to her success. They have two beautiful children.

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'Innocent Labor' by Monica Gloria

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innocent laborElena is a survivor--and no stranger to the cruelty that lurks in the shadows of society. Caught up in the search for a missing student, she must face the increasing violence head on and find the strength to overcome her own past.

Time is running out. Too many children have recently been reported missing, for this latest disappearance to be a coincidence. Invitations for a special auction have already been sent and buyers are gathering.

Elena's fierce determination to save a young girl sets off a chain of events that leads to the same man who orchestrated Elena's own vicious kidnapping.

Will justice triumph in Elena's crusade to save other innocent victims from the same fate she was forced to endure?


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Friday, August 1, 2014

An Author is an Author ~ Thoughts by Maggie Thom, author of 'Captured Lies'



An Author is an Author
By Maggie Thom

It's such an interesting journey once you decide that you're going to be published, whether you choose the traditional route or you indie publish. It seems that when you go the traditional route of publishing through an established publishing house, there is an inherent respectability and authenticity built in to it. If you've published that way you must be good and are truly an author. However if you indie publish or self publish there seems to be a stigma that you're writing might not be as good and it will be full of typing, grammatical and punctuation mistakes. Some of both of those may be true but in all honesty there really is no difference between an author who traditionally publishes and one who indie publishes.

Okay well that's not totally true because an indie author also then takes on the role of publicist, marketer, brander, office administrator, coordinator, social media expert, negotiator, executioner (no not killing people although you might do that in your books but being the person who makes sure things get done), the CEO (Chief Executive Officer or President but I like CEO), the CFO (Chief Financial Officer or accounting whiz but I like the fancier name), the consoler (for when things don't quite go as you'd planned), the connector (finding people to connect with who you like and like you back), Business Manager, Business Consultant (because you have to talk to yourself about what your plans are), the wine connoisseur (because you have to be able to celebrate the good and the bad), the media guru (finding all the different types of media and then finding the people within the media who just might interview you or write a story about your book) and the list goes on and on... The best part is that you are the boss so you get to make the decision as to what happens with your book, how it's marketed, who it's marketed to and you get to do all the work.

Whether you indie publish or you traditionally publish, you are still an author. An author by definition, "a person who writes a novel, poem, essay, etc." (dictionary.com). An author is an author…


About the book:

Suspense/Thriller
Date Published: October 2012

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She was kidnapped not once but twice and now someone wants her dead because of it...

Her life was a lie!

Bailey knew her upbringing wasn’t normal but she’s worked hard to stabilize her life. At 29, she finally has a good business, a stable home; her life is miles from that of her childhood. Then suddenly her mother dies, leaving a gaping hole and a discovery that they may not even be related. If Guy, the private investigator is to be believed, her life is a lie. Using the skills she learned on the streets, Bailey travels back through a sketchy and dangerous past, to find answers. Dodging bullets, staying ahead of those who want her dead and convincing Guy she can do it alone, are making it difficult to discover not only the secrets of her mother’s past but that of a family claiming she is theirs.

Everyone seems to have a story... but who’s telling the truth? And who wants her dead? Is Guy part of the solution? Or part of the problem? To discover the facts, she’ll have to untangle a web of deceit, lies, and secrets, dating back over thirty years.

But can she do it in time...

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Bailey wasn’t sure what had hit her harder—her mom being dead, or her mom having health problems and not sharing that with her. 
Straightening, she squared her shoulders. “Just tell me who put out the money to pay for my mom’s funeral. Who organized it? It doesn’t make any sense.” The problem was that her mom had no friends, just Bailey. 
Mr. Sommervold pushed up his round wire-rimmed glasses. She’d already noticed that they had a tendency to slide down his nose. 
“I’m not leaving without answers.” 
The door opened, his assistant, a stunning auburn-haired woman, poked her head in. “Mr. Sommervold, the Greenings are here. They have a few things they’d like to discuss with you before the funeral this afternoon.” 
Solemn-faced, he nodded then turned to face Bailey. “I don’t know who paid for it. Mr. Lund sent me a letter requesting all that she wanted for a funeral. He also provided a second letter.” He opened the folder in front of him, pulled out an envelope, closed the file and dropped it into the bottom drawer of his desk. After a short hesitation, he slid the envelope across to Bailey. 
She stared at him for a full minute before reaching out and picking it up. Her name was scrawled across it in her mother’s handwriting. She pressed it between her palms. 
“I’m sure this will answer some of your questions. For any others you have, you’ll need to talk to Mr. Lund. Here’s his business card.” 
Bailey stared at the envelope. Would it give her the answers she needed? 
“Now if you’ll excuse me. I have other clients I need to see.” 
She jerked up her head. Mr. Sommervold was standing in the open doorway, obviously waiting for her to leave. A bit dazed, she stood and walked past him to the main foyer, where she stopped. 
Everything seemed surreal. Even the rich, immaculate oak entranceway was too perfect, too daunting. Soft hymn music drifted through the building. Quiet voices, whispered, reverent tones heard only at solemn times, drifted to her. They made everything more unreal. 
She felt like a character in dream. A bad one. An unexpected shiver shook her out of her reverie.

Captured Lies won Book of the Month LAS Reviews (March 2014)

"This is a story that when you start to read it you don’t want to put it down until you finish it." Cindy's Reviews

"Captured Lies is a very edge of your seat sort of book... I was totally enthralled with this book..." 
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"Maggie Thom has a hidden gem with Captured Lies!... Like an onion, each layer of this action-packed tale becomes more involved, more wickedly deceitful and more dangerous..."
Tome Tender

"Captured Lies is an outstanding book and it was a book I couldn't put down..." 
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Award winning author, Maggie Thom, took the challenge and leapt off, leaving a fulltime, twenty year career in management, to write full time. After publishing her first book Captured Lies, October 2012, she published her second novel, Tainted Waters, April, 2013. Tainted Waters went on to win Suspense and Thriller Book of the Year through Turning the Pages Magazine. She is excited to publish her third novel, Deceitful Truths, March 2014. An avid reader and writer her whole life, she decided to break the monotony of wishing to be an author by making it happen. She is an avid nature lover and likes nothing better than taking a book, hiking to a remote spot by a river or waterfalls and reading. Married to her best friend, she is learning that humor, love and patience help her navigate her way through her twins’ teen years.

Her motto: Escape to read and Read to escape. "Maggie Thom writes a fast paced thriller laced with romance that keeps the reader interested and on edge!" InDtale Magazine



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