Monthly Archives: December 2012

Cigarette Suicides PREVIEW

Cigarette Suicides is my 11th book. Here I’m sharing with you the first chapter. Links for the book are after this!

Cigarette Suicides

1: First Cigarette

            A cigarette was the only thing ever given to me. Wasn’t given a mother to hug or even a father to play ball with. Just a foster mother with a bad habit of overflowing her liver and mixing medicines.

Miss Foster Mama was old. She must’ve been pushing 60 plus. She had been a looker in her youth. Blonde hair with deep waves and sky blue eyes. A true southern bell, but she had move to the city where the action was.

Miss. Foster Mama had seen a lot of action and that had made her tougher than most, but also pass up marriage and child bearing.

I think that’s why she decided to be a foster parent. She could have kids without actually having to have them. She told us to call her Miss. Foster Mama. Partially because that’s who she was to us and names wouldn’t matter after we were truly adopted, but more so other people could know what service she was doing.

I believe in the beginning she really enjoyed it. She really wanted to care for the kids, but not every kid accepted her.

I could tell she was coming to the end of her fostering years. She didn’t move around as quick, but she would still put on an old song and swing her hips as well as have boys over for rounds of poker.

The kid who had been with her the longest would serve her and her friends during the poker game. The younger kids were always getting adopted, but as the years went by even the older ones started to get picked. I was still there.

It’s not like I sat there hanging my head over it. I knew why I wasn’t being picked. I wasn’t interested. I didn’t want to go to any old family. Unlike dogs I could speak when someone chose me from the pin.

So, my first night I was real nervous about serving and Miss Foster Mama liked to practice tough love. She came over to the table and I sat there not saying a word.

She eyed me. “You nervous about something, babe?”

“No.”

“Don’t lie to me.” She said flipping out her switch blade.

Oh, yeah. She carried a switchblade. She had one for each of her handbags. She never used them on the kids. It might have been a cruel joke, but it didn’t scare me. I still did what she said when she pulled it out. I wasn’t gonna be the first kid she used it on.

I told her I was nervous about being around her friends. She smiled at me while opening a bottle of Brandy. She poured a gulps worth in a small paper cup and handed it to me.

I frowned and pushed it back.

“I’ll open your mouth and pour it down.” She said sternly.

I grabbed the cup and drank it. I was eleven then.

The drink went straight to my head. When I saw her rather large male friends come in I was nervous again, but she shook me out of it with her scream.

Miss. Foster Mama liked to scream. I hated screaming especially hers and especially because the table was only 5 steps from the poker table.

After a couple drink orders I wasn’t nervous anymore. Foster Mama drank straight Brandy. Her friends liked either Brandy or Beer, but after a while they didn’t care what it was as long as it made them forget about losing money to Foster Mama.

It was three years later when Miss. Foster Mama had her first seizure. The boys had been too drunk to notice her having a seizure. I knew what was happening and I sprang into action. I ran to call for help, but Lee stopped me.

Lee was a regular at poker night and any other time of day. He wasn’t tall and his beer belly was obvious. He was always wearing jeans stained by dirt, paint and probably more. He’s shirt had the same stains. His face was dark with hair that was never combed and thinning.

Lee said Foster Mama would kill me if I had called the police. Ambulances were the chariots rich people took to the hospital. Foster Mama didn’t have the money for that.

He and I grabbed her up and put her in the back of his white van wrapped in blankets. I had started to get twitchy with nervousness as we came up to the emergency room. They wheeled her off and Lee and I sat in the waiting area.

Lee had made himself at home. Drinking a beer he brought and eating Cheetos from the vending machine. He tried to comfort me by patting my arm, but his fingers were covered in Cheeto dust instead he pounded my shoulder with his palm.

I wasn’t comfortable being in here and I seemed to be the only one that was worried about Miss. Foster Mama having a seizure. I went outside to get some air. It wasn’t cold, but I couldn’t stop shaking.

There was a nurse outside and she was clearly wondering what was wrong with me. I was trying to act normal because she was pretty. Light brown hair, deep green eyes and lots of dark eye liner in purple scrubs.

“You alright, man?” she asked.

“Uh, yeah.” I answered.

“Is that your family? That woman who had the seizure?”

I nodded not sure whether to tell her who she really was.

“She’s fine. Don’t worry.”

“That’s what they say, but I can’t seem to stop shaking.”

“Here take a drag.” She said holding out her cigarette.

I looked back at the door like Miss. Foster Mama would come out and scold me. “I don’t know.”

“Alright. I only say that cause it’ll help you calm down.” She said placing it back between her lips.

I watched the smoke flow out of her mouth. “Okay, I’ll take a drag.”

She passed it over to me. “Now, don’t go putting your lips all over it.”

I was confused, but I took it and inhaled quickly. I bent forward coughing.

“Slowly, man.” She said concerned.

I inhaled again and let the smoke flow out. I took it in one more time before passing it back.  I did feel calmer. Maybe it was because I focused all my thoughts on the smoke.

She finished it and turned back to go inside. I could see her from the corner of my eye stop. She opened her pack and reached to get another cigarette. “Here.” She said. “You need this. Take it as a gift from the hospital. Here’s my lighter. Just leave it on the side of the ashtray. I’ll get it on my next break.”

“Really?”

“They might not be good for you, but I’ve learned that most things that help you through a tough time aren’t always the best for you.” She winked.

I smiled.

“Enjoy it. You’ll be out of here soon.”

“Thanks.”

I wanted to savor it like the last piece of candy, but I also wanted to keep it like a sports memorabilia all locked up in a case. I was still shaky and when else would I get to smoke a cigarette.

I smoked it slow as I continuously peeked over my shoulder to see if Lee was coming. I finished up, but realized I reeked of smoke. I decided if anything to tell the truth in hopes someone would buy me more.

The next morning, Miss. Foster Mama could smell the smoke and she pulled me in by the collar. “There won’t be anymore smoking cause I ain’t coming back to this place again, so don’t get anxiety over me.”

I pulled away and nodded.

I never say I can see the future, but I know Miss. Foster Mama hadn’t seen the next two years the way they played out.

Every couple of months she was in the hospital for something which meant Lee gave me a cigarette for each time she there.

At the end of the year the state cut back on the amount of kids that stayed at her house. Soon after she died.

Silly Lee had suggested I stay with him, but neither Miss. Foster Mama nor I wanted that to happen. Miss. Foster Mama’s Will had included me. I was happy to be included in her Will. I hadn’t loved her and I hadn’t come to think of her as anything close to a mom. Just a more caring dictating ruler.

I think had I been one of her first kids at the beginning the bond would have been better, but there was still a small string of bonding.

Miss. Foster Mama’s Will stated that I was not a state kid. She said I was a part of her family and I was to go stay with her younger brother Papy.

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Broken Glass BOOK REVIEW

Broken Glass by Shauna Hall

4 out of 5 read rating

BOOK SUMMARY

As an orphan, all Catherine “Cat” Langtree ever wanted was a home of her own. But one thing always got in the way. Her ability to move things with her mind. So, when her adoptive father sends her away to New Haven, a boarding school half way across the country, it’s pretty clear that her dream is not going to come true. It doesn’t get any better when the most popular girl in school, Jennifer Talbott, decides to make her the prime target for bullying. Cat soon realizes she has more to fear than simply not fitting in. She can’t control the power that races through her. And when it comes out to slam a locker door in Jennifer’s face, she realizes that the danger isn’t just in being discovered…it’s in hurting someone. Everyone else thinks that it was an accident. But someone knows the truth. His name is David Grant. And he claims to want to help. As David and Cat get closer, the incidents begin to pile up threatening the new home she has quickly come to love. But David has secrets too. And when David takes Cat home to visit his family, she learns that she is not the only one who has this uncomfortable gift. Noah Grant, David’s older brother, has been struggling with the same power for years. Being discovered is not an option for Noah. It happened once when he was taken into a government branch who specializes in training people with certain gifts. Gifts that the government would like to use as weapons. He escaped, but his capture sent the entire family into hiding. When Cat discovers that Noah has the same power she does, she begs him to help her learn to control it. As Noah begins to help Cat understand and control her power, Cat realizes that her power isn’t the only danger they face. She’s getting close to Noah. Too close. And when David’s own terrible secret rises to the surface, she realizes that nothing is what it seems. But will Cat choose a life she knows with David or a life she can’t control with Noah?

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Vows To Kill BOOK REVIEW

Vows To Kill by Mark Capell

4 out of 5 read rating

BOOK SUMMARY:

Detective Inspector Lee Eyre receives an email: ‘I WILL KILL YOU ON YOUR WEDDING DAY.’

Is it a sick practical joke? Or an earnest threat? Who sent him the anonymous e-mail?

Lee is about to marry Lucy. They only met six months ago. But in the gusts of this whirlwind romance, Lee has avoided telling Lucy about his past. That past is the stuff of nightmares – gangsters with grudges, an obsessive ex-wife, and a mysterious stranger who can provide the link to a murder investigation that went tragically wrong.

Despite strange, recurring dreams, Lee’s approach has been to bury his head in the sand, pretending the past didn’t happen. But he can’t do that now. Twists and turns will cause Lee to question why he’s a police officer and whether he can go ahead and marry his perfect woman.

Will Lee and Lucy have a future? Or will it be shot down by Lee’s past?

‘Vows To Kill’ is an intriguing, mysterious crime novel from the writer of the bestselling thriller, ‘Run, Run, Run’.

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Spooking BOOK REVIEW

Spooking by Gill James

3 1/2 out of 5 read rating

BOOK SUMMARY

Amanda is the love of Tom’s life. After an argument, Tom crashes his car and wakes up in an unfamiliar place. Amanda is out of reach. Then he meets Marcus, who has more experience in the areas that now matter. Tom accepts his help, but Marcus has his own concerns, and eventually Tom is alone again.

How can Tom let Amanda known how much he loves her? Does she feel the same way?

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Robby’s Quest For The Seed BOOK REVIEW

Robby’s Quest For The Seed by D.C. Rush

3.5 out of 5 read rating

BOOK BLURB:

Join Robby, his brother Ricky and all their bird friends as they leave Ohio and fly south for the winter. Along the way the birds find adventure and unexpected danger and upon arriving at their destination, things are not what they expected. The birds must deviate from their plans and make a crucial life decision. Both parents and children will enjoy following the birds on their adventure and will appreciate the uplifting ending.

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The Swastika Tattoo BOOK REVIEW

The Swastika Tattoo by Geraldine Birch

4 1/2 out of 5 read rating

BOOK SUMMARY:

A YA historical novel, The Swastika Tattoo is the story of Rudolf Meier, a young German prisoner of war whose love for Nazi Germany is as visible as the swastika tattoo on his forearm. After Rudolf and his U-boat (submarine) crewmates are captured by an American destroyer, Rudolf is sent to a POW camp in Arizona where he labors picking cotton for a Jewish farmer. It is there that he comes face-to-face with the bigotry and intolerance he learned as a Hitler Youth. Through long months of internment, his only joy is his friendship with the farmer’s son who shows him the true meaning of humanity, individualism and democracy. Then, just as his repatriation to Germany is in sight, a murder in the camp makes Rudolf realize he may be the next target of the hard-core Nazis who really control the Arizona prison camp.

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Daisy BOOK REVIEW

Daisy by Katie L. Thompson

4 out of 5 read rating

Daisy Snowdon, thirty five, hasn’t been in a relationship for over five years. All that is about to change. Daisy’s mother dies leaving all her possessions to Daisy, including her diaries which date back to her childhood. Daisy discovers things about her mother’s life that she never knew before. Things that lead Daisy to thinking about her own life.

Still struggling with a phobia of commitment Daisy starts to experience things she’s never felt before. One night stands and no strings attached flings had never been Daisy’s style, but with a new view on life came a new Daisy. However, the heart wants what the heart wants…

More about the author and book

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