Showing posts with label mystery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mystery. Show all posts

Monday, June 5, 2017

The Ripper's Daughter



Louisville, Kentucky 1898. 
Ten years earlier, Jack the Ripper terrorized London's Whitechapel district. Assigned to the case, Detective Inspector Nathan James discovered the Ripper's true nature, and made a decision that changed his life. But the murders stopped and the Ripper disappeared. Now living in Louisville, Kentucky, Nathan runs a saloon, while trying to keep his relationship with his manservant, Stephen, secret. He's never forgotten his failure to stop the Ripper, and when murdered prostitutes start showing up, suspects the elusive killer stalks the city's streets. But is the Ripper responsible for these deaths, and will he reveal Nathan's and Stephen's darkest secret?

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Excerpt

Something hit my back, knocking me forward. I hit the floor with a whoosh, lungs burning. A sharp pain raked across my back. Panic seized me. What was happening? Was I dying? I twisted, trying to throw the heavy weight off, but my body refused to cooperate.

Through a wavering haze, I looked up, unable to comprehend what I saw, and yet understanding it was a wolf. No, not a wolf. Rosie. Forepaws planted on my chest, she leaned down. Hot saliva dripped onto my neck.

I stared into a mouthful of fangs and swallowed hard. Adrenaline raced through my blood, yet my energy level had plummeted. I pushed against her broad, muscular chest, hoping to dislodge her, but her weight and strength surpassed mine, and sharp claws sought purchase in my flesh.

I screamed, writhing in pain. The coppery smell of blood filled my nose. My blood. Rage and fear fought within me, fueled by a desire to kill Rosie. I needed to escape this corpse‑infested hovel.

Instead, my world faded into a myriad of shimmering colors. Entranced, I gazed at this new scene, unable to look away.

A loud crack, then a mangled yelp.

I reached heavenward, trying to stop my beautiful aurora borealis from leaving. But my weakened muscles betrayed me, and my arms fell, useless, to my sides.

How strange and wonderful this afterlife seemed…

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Saturday, April 19, 2014

Adventures at ConGlomeration 2014

The BlackWyrm Publishing table at ConGlomeration with fellow authors, Amy McCorkle and Melissa Goodman.
What can I say? ConGlomeration, the fan-run sci-fi/fantasy convention holds a special place in my heart. It's small and personable, where people remember you on a first-name basis.

This was a special year for me, as it was the first time I had a print book to sell and I joined my fellow authors at the BlackWyrm Publishing table. The Ripper's Daughter is a paranormal historical mystery, and I sold two copies that weekend. I know, doesn't sound like a lot, but for someone who's spent cons handing out free postcards and other promo, even one sale is cause for celebration. :-)

I sat on three panels: Screenwriting, Thrill of the Kill, and Beyond the Grave. Panels force one to think fast on one's feet, to coin a phrase. Even more so when one is elected moderator. For the first time, I moderated a panel (Thrill of the Kill). Talk about nervous. I got through it, but I'm sure I made a fool of myself along the way. Good thing I'm used to that.

I always look forward to con season, when I can see fellow authors I only interact with online. Looking forward to Fandom Fest and Imaginarium. :-)

Friday, October 12, 2012

Friday Guest Post: Karen Heard



Most of my short stories can take months to write. However when Rayne Hall, the editor of  Beltane: Ten tales of Witchcraft told me she needed a final story as soon as possible, I knew I had to produce something of quality in a very short space of time. From contributing to Scared: Ten Tales of Horror, and reading the other work in Rayne’s collections, I knew that she set a high bar for the quality of work she accepts. I knew it had to be something special.

I didn’t have any suitable ideas in my head, and so thought I was going to have to decline the offer. However, as I was walking home along the Southbank, looking at the patterns in the river-side sand, an image came into my head of a strange ethereal girl floating across the sand. She had long white hair and instantly I knew her name would be Alba: a girl with a secret identity. I saw her stumble across a body lying in the sand, but that only Alba, with her secret knowledge, could sense that some unnatural force had killed the girl. I knew instantly that I had to write that story.

Sometimes, it helps with the creative process to have a loose brief. Not only did the theme of witchcraft inspire me, but as I knew the story would be part of a collection, it encouraged me to come up with an idea slightly different to the other stories. I wanted to describe Alba in the language similar to that used for magical realism to evoke the mystical quality she possessed. However, as soon as I saw Alba on that beach - the only person able to see what had happened - I knew she would have to be the one to solve the mystery herself, and so wanted the story to be, at heart, a detective story. I hoped this would be an unusual twist on the witchcraft theme.

I wrote the outline of the story in half an hour, as I walked along the Thames that first day, stopping every few minutes to scribble down another scene whilst the lunchtime workers rushed around me. Rewriting then took me quite another couple of weeks, with the occasional nudge from Rayne to keep me motivated.

I wanted to make the work evocative by capturing the smells and feelings that Alba experiences. However I also wanted to show Alba from an outside point of view, as, with her secret past, she is as much of a puzzle as the murder. In the end I introduced a detective: Sergeant Taylor, to also investigate the murders from an official point of view. The two narratives hopefully complement each other and towards the end, when the two stories combine, they help the reader make sense of what each person finds out.

Part of the joy of writing for a collection is when the finished version comes out and you can read the other stories and enjoy being a part of something. When I read Beltane: Ten Tales of Witchcraft I felt proud to be included among so many other varied and thought provoking tales. I really enjoyed reading them all, and I hope you will give them a chance too.

Beltane: Ten Tales of Witchcraft is available on Amazon at: http://amzn.to/RilxxJ

To read more dark short stories by Karen Heard, check out her new collection: It’s Dark Inside available at: http://amzn.to/UM5OgD

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Tuesday Guest Post: Sheila Boneham



Let me start with a disclaimer: I’m a dog, cat, animal person, and an author. A lot of you like to read about vampires and their ilk, and I don’t write about vampires and their ilk, at least not usually. So when Pam offered me a guest slot, I accepted with more than a little fear. The blood drained from my face...oh wait, no, I had a garlic bagel for breakfast so I should be okay!
 
I do write about animals, especially dogs. My new mystery, Drop Dead on Recall, begins with the death of a competitor at a dog show, and I’ve written lots of books about dogs, cats, and animal rescue over the past twenty years. I can tell you, though, that although most people I’ve met through canine activities are kind, generous people, but I have run into more than one bloodsucker among them.

One of my works in progress, though, led me to some interesting ideas about, yes, vampires! The work I’m talking about is a combination memoir, natural history, folklore, science, lyrical meditation – okay, it’s a mixed-breed – about dogs. One of the threads has to do with feral dogs, street dogs if you will, and the horrifyingly difficult lives they live in most places around the world, including the U.S. And one of the questions I’m pondering in my writing is this: why are dogs so often objects of cruelty when they are also widely recognized as faithful, intelligent, social animals who willingly love us, rescue us, and die for us? That’s a question for another time, but here’s where the vampires come in. 

Many people are afraid of dogs, especially stray dogs. The fear is often overblown, and for those of us who love dogs and share our homes with them, it can be hard to comprehend. But the fact is that fear of dogs, especially free-roaming dogs, is hardly baseless. They do bite, especially when cornered and scared. The number of reported bites is actually lower than we might expect, but any bite can have serious consequences. In places where poor people live cheek-by-jowl with feral dogs, a bite can even be deadly. For one thing, bacteria introduced by bites of any kind virtually guarantee infection without antibiotics. Beyond that, stray and feral dogs are unvaccinated, and although most of the diseases that infect them cannot be passed to people, one that can be is rabies.

Rabies has been with us for a very long time. The virus can infect nearly all mammal, and is transmitted in saliva, often but not always by bites. The Babylonians described rabies in their legal codes more than four thousand years ago, and they understood that dog bites could introduce the infection. Bioarcheologists tell us the disease has been endemic to the Nile Valley of Egypt for at least that long, and researchers suspect it was present in pre-Colombian Central America as well.

You think vampires are scary? Infection by rabies really is the stuff of nightmares. The virus can lie dormant for months before attacking its host. Then it rises – as if from the dead! – to attack. Once symptoms appear, you die. Eventually. Before you do, the rabies virus will infiltrate your brain and central nervous system, making you hallucinate, rave, become violent. Bite. Spanish neurologist Juan Gómez-Alonso has suggested that this urge to bite and other symptoms of rabies – hypersensitivity to light, topsy-turvy sleep patterns, hypersexuality – also invaded the popular imagination and may account for some vampire stories. Sure, there was old Vlad the Impaler, but chances are modern lore draws on many sources, and the rabies theory certainly seems plausible for some popular ideas about vampires.

Maybe I’ll have to add some vampire lore to an upcoming mystery after all! In the meantime, if you like mysteries with dogs and cats, I hope you’ll take a bite out of Drop Dead on Recall.



Drop Dead on Recall
Midnight Ink
ISBN 978-0738733067

When a top-ranked competitor keels over at a dog obedience trial, photographer Janet MacPhail is swept up in a maelstrom of suspicion, jealousy, cut-throat competition, death threats, pet-napping, and murder. She becomes a “person of interest” to the police, and apparently to major hunk Tom Saunders as well. As if murder and the threat of impending romance aren’t enough to drive her bonkers, Janet has to move her mother into a nursing home, and the old lady isn’t going quietly. Janet finds solace in her Australian Shepherd, Jay, her tabby cat, Leo, and her eccentric neighbor, Goldie Sunshine. Then two other “persons of interest” die, Jay’s life is threatened, Leo disappears, and Janet’s search for the truth threatens to leave her own life underdeveloped – for good.



Bio:

Award-winning author Sheila Webster Boneham writes fiction and nonfiction, much of it focused on animals, nature, and travel. Although best know for her writing about dogs and cats for the past fifteen years, Sheila also writes fiction, narrative nonfiction, and poetry, teaches writing workshops and classes, and is interested in speaking to groups about writing, creativity, and related topics. Drop Dead on Recall, her new mystery, is available now from your local bookseller and online – ebook and Audible editions will be available in October. Find Sheila at http://www.sheilaboneham.com or on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/sheilawrites. She also blogs at http://www.sheilaboneham.blogspot.com.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Friday Guest Post: Joseph R. G. DeMarco




My current work in progress is a vampire tale. Considering that I write mysteries and other things, this is something out of the ordinary though not out of my area of interest. I’ve written a vampire story or two but haven’t tackled a novel length piece until now. It’s given me the opportunity to stretch my mind between the books of the Marco Fontana series, a gay P.I. series set in Philadelphia (if you haven’t gotten to know this burg, it’s a great place to visit or even put down some roots). It’s not as far afield for me as some might think. I’ve always been a vampire enthusiast.
Like a lot of people I arrived at my interest in vampires early on. For me it wasn’t the horror elements of that genre that appealed to me. I’ve never been a big fan of horror, which I suppose is odd if one likes vampires. But frightening myself was never a big preoccupation of mine. There were lots of other pieces of the undead puzzle which captivated me. For one, I glommed onto the immortality thing, the powerful nature of the creature, the ability to plant suggestions that get attention and the other advantages of being undead. But at the top of my list of favorite vampire traits is immortality. Vampires can live forever (well, as long as they don’t get staked). Living forever would give a person a great chance to indulge one of my other extreme interests: history. What could be better?
Then there are all those other powers (who doesn’t want to be able to dissolve into mist and sneak around places and under doors?) and that whole sexy side of vampire life, all those sensuous moments that just seem to fall into a vampire’s… um… lap.
Is there a kid who could resist the temptations of immortality, power, money, and the rest? Maybe there are a few. And maybe if I’d actually been given the chance to go down that undead path, who knows how I’d have responded? But no one offered to bite my neck back then or since. I’m still open to the idea.
My fascination with vampires continued well after my pre-adolescent years. I continued reading novels and academic studies of the literature and the phenomenon. All the reading confirmed what I felt in the first place: It wasn’t the blood and the horror of undead life that held my attention. It was the “otherness” of vampires that spoke to me.
The marginality of the creature is a quality lots of people can identify with. Being an outsider among humans, the vampire speaks to anyone who finds himself or herself on the margins of society. Gays, other minorities, and young adults all share that feeling of not belonging, of having to exist on the margins.
The sheer power of the vampire attracts anyone who feels powerless or marginal and offers them a way to overcome those feelings.
You can scan down the list of vampire traits and all of them have a special attraction, for one reason or another, to those who follow their exploits.
When I became the head librarian at an exclusive private school, I paid attention to the reading habits of the students. And, no surprise, vampire novels were among the faster moving leisure reading books. This led me to wonder about the possible connection between vampire literature and adolescent development. I wondered if vampire literature connected in some visceral way with the developmental stages of a young adult.
            I see the link between the YA reader and vampire literature as one key to understanding the world of the adolescent. Knowing the literature and the reasons it is in tune with young adult thought and development is important to providing services which adolescents will see as valuable and meaningful. And to developing readers. 
            For those of us who write, this kind of research provides some insight into what readers like and why.
            Not that we should write to spec. But just as it is valuable to know about story structure, about the steps of the hero’s journey in storytelling, and about a zillion other things with regard to craft, it’s equally important to know what appeals to readers. Not so that we can manipulate but so that perhaps we can give our work more depth and make it more satisfying.
It’s a good day when a researcher can combine subject matter he’s fascinated with and a project that can be academically useful and even meaningful. The nexus between the elements of the vampire’s nature and the stages of a young adult’s development was one such project for me.
            I began reading and rereading vampire novels. Both those written especially for a YA audience and those that young adults enjoyed but were not classified as YA. I also had to revisit all the young adult development literature.
            I approached the research I did with an academic purpose: to get some scholarly and semi-scholarly papers and articles written. At the time, I wasn’t thinking about producing a vampire novel. Well, okay, it was simmering on a back burner.
            Initially, I did get the academic benefit from my research. I presented papers at conferences (one of which was in Worcester, England and is something I won’t soon forget). I also had several papers and articles published in journals and magazines geared to the librarian.
            After I’d done what I could with the subject academically, I took a break from the study of vampires and went back to enjoying the literature for its own sake.
            But you never really stop thinking about things and even while enjoying the books and TV shows and movies, I kept wondering about the power of the vampire to connect with people.
            I eventually came to understand that vampires appeal to more than just young adults. The vampire figure may represent all the problems of the young adult reader but it also represents some of the problems that stick with us long after our YA years.
            The adolescent is in a period of awakening to sexual feelings and to the sense that they can both control themselves and sometimes be out of control, awakening to a world in which they feel they no longer really fit. Because of these feelings, the adolescent finds in the vampire an almost perfect fantasy figure with which to identify. The vampire is suave and sexy, with immense strength which can be used both for aggressive impulses, for hunting, for control of others, but also for self-control. And, the vampire is an outsider just because of who he or she is.
            But adolescents are not the only ones who identify so well with these creatures of the night. Which explains why there are so many readers of vampire literature who keep the genre wildly popular.    
            What I didn’t realize while doing the academic work, was that the information I learned would stick with me and help form some of my notions about vampires and how the live their undead lives as well as help inform my writing.
            As I’m finding with my current work in progress, the vampire figure has a hypnotic and transformative power over the writer as well as it’s victims and our readers. Many writers try their hand at a vampire novel. They may start out to write one kind of novel but something strange happens: their work is transformed by the presence of the vampire in it – particularly if they take the creature seriously. This is so because the vampire powerfully represents humanity’s interior issues – the struggle with self, differentness, marginality, identity, and more.
            The story I began to create started out as one simple thing, then suddenly became something completely different. The vampire on the pages of my manuscript became something larger than I’d originally intended.
            I’m glad that happened and happy that it is still evolving as I work, because it’s made for something a lot more fun and interesting. Something I can get my fangs… err… my teeth into.

 Joseph R.G. DeMarco

BIO:  


Joseph R.G. DeMarco was born and raised in Philadelphia. His Marco Fontana mystery series includes: Murder on Camac (www.MurderOnCamac.com), A Body on Pine (www.ABodyOnPine.com), and Crimes on Latimer (www.CrimesOnLatimer.com), and more waiting to be birthed. He has also edited a Sherlock Holmes collection, A Study in Lavender: Queering Sherlock Holmes. He is also Publisher/Editor of Mysterical-E (www.mystericale.com) and prior to that was editor of The Weekly Gayzette, NGL Magazine, Il Don Gennaro, and Kater Street. He has also been a columnist for The Advocate, In Touch, and Gaysweek (NY). His article, “Gay Racism”, which first appeared in PGN, won the Best Feature writing award from the Gay Press Association and is anthologized in We Are Everywhere, BlackMen WhiteMen, and Men’s Lives.  His stories and essays have been published in the Arsenal Pulp Press “Quickies” series, Men Seeking Men, Charmed Lives, Gay Life, Hey Paisan!, Paws and Reflect, Heat of the Moment, The Gay and Lesbian Review Worldwide, The International Encyclopedia of Marriage and Family, The Encyclopedia of Men and Masculinities, The journal of homosexuality, and others. His plays have been produced in Philadelphia, NY, and elsewhere. Though mystery is among his first loves, he also has an abiding interest in alternate history, vampires, werewolves, science fiction, the supernatural, mythology, and more. You can learn more at www.josephdemarco.com  




                                    
                                    


 







Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Tuesday Guest Post: Yves Fey



Released to public domain by Rafabuto

Gilles de Laval, baron de Rais and his decadent crimes are the inspiration for my fin-de-siècle murderer in Floats the Dark Shadow. Gilles de Rais is Western civilization’s most evil and prolific serial, but few people have heard of him—among mystery buffs, at least.  Some devotees of horror are more sanguine, though his name is often missing from the “worst serial killers” lists, despite his having one of the most flamboyant profiles of any of these infamous murderers.  Jack the Ripper remains the most vivid in our collective consciousness, but that is because he was never caught.  Red Jack remains a nightmare.  But Gilles de Rais is buried under the ever-growing pile cases that often demonstrate the banality of evil, such as the Honeymoon Killers.  He is a forgotten superstar of depravity, with a body count at minimum in the dozens and perhaps in the hundreds.  His victims were pretty young peasant boys (sometimes girls in a pinch).  Their names were seldom recorded, peasants being considered little better than cattle at the time, and their children even less worthy of note.  We know a number of doleful tales from their parents, who often thought they were sending their children into service at court, a life brushed by magnificence.  Because Gilles was so far above his chosen victims, he was almost untouchable.  His servants and accomplices carried out his orders, bringing him victims, joining him in their rape and torture, then disposing of the mutilated corpses, usually in a huge furnace.  Gilles’ murders were only the icing on the cake when he was finally arrested—for heresy.  In matters of Faith, the Church had more power than the aristocracy.  No doubt it helped that Gilles had plummeted from the richest man in France into bankruptcy.  

Joan of Arc (Medieval Depiction)
According to the contemporary accounts of the 15th century, Gilles de Rais was a handsome, dashing, and courageous warrior whose bravery (and contributions to the king’s coffers) earned him the title of Marshal of France.  Early on, Gilles had an arranged marriage and his wife bore him a daughter, but he lived separately from them. For a time he wielded power at the Court of the Dauphin. The most astonishing thing about Gilles de Rais was that he served as lieutenant to Joan of Arc.  As his exact body count is unknown, so is the date when he began his pedophiliac crimes.  He may, like many serial killers, have begun early.  Yet the hideous drama is enhanced if he began his killing spree after Joan’s death, in a crisis of faith, his soul incinerated on Joan’s pyre.  By Gilles own confession, he did not begin murdering children until after her death.

He also experimented with alchemy and devil-worship.  Perhaps feeling that God had abandoned him, Gilles summoned one fake alchemist after another to bring him face to face with the Devil.  What fortune he didn’t fritter away on this always abortive blind date was spent in staging gigantic extravaganzas (he wrote a play commemorating Joan’s capture of Orleans), in decorating his castles and their chapels, enhancing his stables, bejeweling his huge library of books, and dressing the least of his performers in cloth of gold.  His pretty choir boys were particularly indulged.

Gilles' power and wealth waned after Joan’s death.  At some point his psyche shattered and he devolved, taking more and more foolish risks both with his murders and his attempts to bolster his crumbling fortune.  When arrested, he went overnight from scornful arrogance to piteous repentance.  At one point in his interrogation, Gilles suggested that his overly spiced diet might have unbalanced his mind—the earliest version of the Twinkie defense.  But he took credit for his crimes, vast shame alternating with pride in his own uniqueness.  Guilt (combined with fear of torture) led him to prostrate himself and beg the Church and the families of the children he slaughtered for forgiveness.  Stunned by his theatrical humility, forgiveness was granted, at least formally.  One suspects there were some parents who mumbled a bit. 

The baron asked to be killed before his accomplices.  He wanted to set a good example.  Gilles de Rais was hanged and his body burned on October 26, 1440.  For some reason, the stone erected by his daughter at the site of his execution became a place of pilgrimage for pregnant women who wanted to increase the flow of their breast milk.  The holy site was destroyed during the French Revolution.

Life is strange.


Author Bio:

Yves Fey’s debut mystery, Floats the Dark Shadow, is set in the decadent world of Belle Époque Paris and mingles classic detection with occult revelation.
 

Yves Fey
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