Having never done a book review before, I was a little hesitant when Caroline Clemmons asked if we could do an exchange review. Since agreeing, I've scoured the internet reading up on other book reviews and how it's all done. I think I've got it. So here goes.
Out Of The Blue is a what can be termed as a time-travelling, murder-mystery, sweet-to-steamy romance, page-turning suspense novel that falls into your lap from out of the blue.
Like those surprises you find while foraging through the bookstore, or online these days, you immediately get taken in by the cover. Turn a few pages, and then you get sucked in.
From the get go, it grabs you and sends you back in time to Ireland in 1845. Intrigued to find out what happens next to our heroine, Deirdre, you read on and then sucked into our hero's world, Brendan - who lives in our present time.
The plot - murder, corruption, intrigue, and let's not forget time-travelling - is cleverly written. It's evident too of Caroline Clemmons great love of Texas, as elements of Texan life infiltrates into the story, from the scenes she sets to the way they speak. By throwing in some lilting, old-time Irish words and phrases, it reminds the reader of an era gone by. The story is fast-paced, leaving you eager to find out what happens to the main characters. And as you read on, not realizing that you've already read half the book, you can't help but wonder what's taking Deirdre and Brenden so long to "just get busy" already!
I thoroughly enjoyed reading Out Of The Blue and got quite caught up with the characters lives. If I were to rate it, I'd give four stars out of five.
Here's a blurb:
A desperate flight from a dangerous man plunges Deirdre Dougherty off a cliff—and into the future…Swept through a time portal 165 years beyond the life she knew in rural Ireland, Deirdre plunges into a lake in central Texas. The brooding man from her precognizant visions rescues her but demands answers she cannot give. Deirdre knows only that he is in danger, and the source has a familiar vibe.
Police Detective Brendan Hunter wants answers. Who shot him and killed his partner? Why? And why does Deirdre know details only he and his late partner knew? The beautiful psycho’s story has to be a colossal fabrication. He wants her gone before he becomes even more fascinated with her. Together they must solve the riddle of Deirdre’s displacement, battle a drug scandal and stay one step ahead of the enemy—without knowing friend from foe.
Out Of The Blue is published by The Wild Rose Press.
Since the start of June, I've been quite busy running around trying to organize my head. Have to say, it's getting quite full these days. The art of juggling has rendered me slightly catatonic most days. It could be the heat as well.
And the art of keeping track of which email account (and how many) is starting to get to me. I keep thinking I'm forgetting to check one, but I forget which...
Once upon a time, like the gazillions out there, I had but one email address. After spending a few minutes pondering over my user name and password, my account was created and life was rendered blissfully convenient by the click of the 'send' button. Email and emailing replaced writing letters, sending faxes, and even picking up the telephone to say 'hey!' I remember those first inter-office email conversations with the person in the cubicle right next door. Now how cool was that! You could hear us sniggering, but would be pick up the phone, or raise our heads and start a conversation? Ohh nooo, that was not as cool or fun as emailing each other.
Sigh, the good old days...
Then, as life and the world progressed, you realize that you need another email account - you know, for those online purchases, etc, that you don't want getting confused with your personal emails. And let's say you work somewhere that requires you to have a direct email address - there goes another account. Then you decide to get Yahoo chat, and chat in real time to friends all over the world, so you create a Yahoo address. Then some friends want to know why you're not using MSN, so, yep, another account in Hotmail. Then you decide to get Skype because you can talk with video! OMG! LOL that is sooooo cool! So a gmail account is created. And on it goes.
To date, I've realized that I have five email addresses, including a vastly expanded knowledge of tech-speak. Three using my name, the other two using aliases. Thinking about it now, I'm pretty sure I've another account, but I can't seem to remember what it is. And, by having all these 'must-have' email accounts, you have to remember all the user names and passwords. Thankfully, there's that handy little button you can click that retains passwords. However, once in a while, you have to re-log your information again. Oops, now where was that book you wrote everything down? Did I mention I also have to keep track of my husband's emails? Tech-savvy he's not. That's another portion of my brain reserved to remember things.
I've a detailed book with all my internet information in it - doesn't everyone or am I the only idiot? Since I like order (this doesn't count my desk, by the way), this month I've had to write numerous things down just so I could keep track of things.
Pardon the pun, but since writing a book and getting it published, I've had to write everything down. It's been pretty chaotic (you should see my desk!). Not only do I have a book full of internet info, there's my work diary (for the day job that's slowly filling up with book-related things), there's a notepad with scribbled dates and schedules for my blog and the exchange blogs/interviews/etc's, then there's little bits and pieces of paper stuck into my keyboard, poking out of my diary, tucked under the keyboard, scattered randomly about the desk... Life's little reminders and notes and things to do, that without them (and your brain remembers you did in fact write it down somewhere so you relax a smidgen - if only you could remember where) your life would be a complete and utter disaster...
Now what was I saying? Ahh, there's the note stuck under the keyboard: "Reminder for blog - Exchange book review and interview with Caroline Clemmons on June 22 and 23 respectively. Don't forget!!"
There, haven't forgotten. Crap, now to mention it on Twitter, Facebook, and....uhm, where else was that place? I forget, now. I know I wrote it down somewhere...
Today we meet T.M. Hunter, another Champagne Books author. T.M. is known for his Aston West space operas.
LR: Tell us a little about yourself. TM: Not much to tell. I’ve always had a love for space exploration and aerospace in general. This (and knowing how much engineers earned in salary) led me to decide in the third grade that I wanted to be an engineer. Through trials and tribulations, I finally achieved that degree and have since worked in the aircraft industry (which is often harder to handle than the writing business). On the side, I write science fiction short stories and novels mostly based in the universe of my space pirate Aston West. My first book Heroes Die Young was awarded the Best Selling Book of 2008 by Champagne Books, and my second (Friends in Deed) just came out this January.
LR: When did you realize you wanted to be a writer, and for how long have you been writing? TM: I’ve been writing since I first penned an adventure story back in the third grade (which was far longer back than you would think). Granted, it was what you would expect out of someone that age. I didn’t seriously start writing until after graduating high school. Without getting into too many of the details, life’s circumstances dealt me great tragedy around that time, and I finally had the foundation I really needed to develop realistic characters and situations (at least in my opinion). From that point on, I was hooked with the disease of writing and have wanted to share my stories with the world. It’s been a long, strange trip, complete with all the pitfalls and setbacks you’d expect out of a classic work of literature, but in the end, I’m having fun. That’s worth a lot.
LR: Hmm, sounds like the makings of a good memoir... What sort of books do you normally write? TM: I write mostly in science fiction, technically in the sub-genre of space opera (or as I like to refer to it, science fiction for the rest of us). I enjoy the freedom that comes with the creation of new worlds and new beings, and there’s nothing finer than men and women with ray guns in too much leather. I like space opera over hard (not to be confused with erotic) sci-fi because it’s more character and plot-driven, and not so focused on the technical side of things.
LR: What inspires you? TM: Various things, depending on the day and the circumstances. My first novel, Heroes Die Young, actually stemmed from a dream I’d had which ended up being the basis for the first chapter of the book. The second novel, Friends in Deed, came about from a scene in the first book where Aston (while sitting in a jail cell) reminisces about his escape from a prison planet and briefly mentions the brothers by name. Sitting around one day well after the first book was written, I wondered what these twins would be like, and what life would have been like for Aston back then. I began sketching out these characters and wondered to myself, “These two are pretty devious hombres. What if Aston met up with them again?” Thus began the plot and the rest, as they say, is history.
LR: What do you try to get across in your written works? TM: Honestly, I don’t think I try to get any deep meaning across in my work, as much as I just love telling stories that people enjoy reading. Perhaps that’s a shortcoming of mine, but it’s how I do it anyway. Along the way, I seem to have several readers who love (and hate) particular characters, or enjoy specifics from the works (one reader has professed their love for a species having bit parts in both of my novels, go figure). So, I figure I’m doing something right. At least I hope so.
LR: Who are your favourite writers and why?
TM: While growing up, I was a big fan of the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew, which I did not realize until recently (after I Googled it) were penned by several different authors under pseudonyms. Go figure. In the modern day, I’ve become fond of reading Sue Grafton (Kinsey Milhone “alphabet” series), Janet Evanovich, and J. A. Konrath, all of whom write mysteries (and presumably are all writing under their real names). Another great author I like reading is Steven Shrewsbury, who writes horror and thrillers. It’s odd that a guy who likes science fiction would read so much in the way of mysteries, but I think the fact I read so many character-driven novels is the reason Aston is so loved by his fans.
LR: What are you currently reading? TM: I’d mentioned Steven Shrewsbury, and I’m currently reading one of his horror novels, Hawg. It’s funny, because the last time I mentioned him was on a convention panel where I referred to him as “lesser-known” and in fact another person on that same panel knew him personally. I don’t call him that anymore. *smile*
On my to-read list after that are a couple of other science fiction authors from Champagne Books, K. M. Tolan (Rogue Dancer) and Ciara Gold (Celestial Dragon). It looks like I’m going to need to add your book to my list as well.
LR: Why, thanks! I hope you enjoy it. What is your advice to aspiring writers? TM: Make sure that writing is something you’re willing to live and breathe every moment for the rest of your life. If not, find another outlet for your artistic talent. This business of writing is a harsh and cruel one, rife with rejection and other such depressing activities, and is not for the weak of heart or spirit. If after all of that, you’re still willing to give it your all, then I recommend learning all that you possibly can about writing, the technical and business aspects of it, and then when you can’t stand any more, keep trying to learn even more.
LR: Reading your blogs, your advice is always sage and very insightful. How do you go about, normally, researching your books? TM: That’s why I generally work on science fiction, dear. If I wanted to do that much research, I’d be writing historical fiction, mysteries or police procedurals. Other than going back and verifying all of the facts I’ve worked into my published stories and novels, and making sure I’m not violating any of them in my latest novels, I’d say my research is minimal, mostly focused on studying human behavior.
LR: Tell us about your current release.
TM: Friends in Deed, in a nutshell, is a tale of friendship and betrayal. Space pirate Aston West stumbles across a pair of old friends, twin brothers. Unfortunately for him, the brothers have other plans besides just catching up on old times. All three of them escaped from a prison planet long ago, and now Aston’s old friends want him to return there to carry out an extremely risky rescue mission. Even worse, they aren’t giving him any choice in the matter. Some friends, huh?
In the process of carrying out this rescue, Aston discovers he isn’t the only one the twins are forcing into servitude. He meets a female pirate who wants out, and his inner hero can’t help but try to help her out of her predicament. Trouble is, the twins aren’t about to just let her walk away. Needless to say, things get pretty hairy, and fast.
LR: Sounds interesting. Where can we find you on the web and purchase your books? TM: I have several haunts which I frequent on the web. I’m currently out there on Twitter (@astonwest), Facebook and Myspace (both under Aston West). Friends in Deed also has a fan page over on Facebook, which was a recent addition. And of course, everyone should look me up on my website, AstonWest.com, which contains various links to the spots one can purchase copies of both books, as well as links to my published stories as they come out. I’ve been told that my first book is going to be hitting bookstore distribution soon, but no timetable on when that will happen. Generally, I keep everyone updated on the latest news through all of these, so it’s truly whichever presence my fans are most comfortable with.
LR: If your book was made into a movie, who would your dream cast be?
TM: I’ve not really thought about it too terribly much for this latest book, but Aston West has always been a toss-up between Nathan Fillion (which is ironic, since so many compare my Aston stories to Firefly) and Viggo Mortensen (of Lord of the Rings fame). My money would be on Fillion.
Unfortunately, no female actress really stands out as being exactly like Leah Jordan, but there several who could fit the role. Felicia Day would be good at it, as well as Megan Fox.
The Cassus twins would be a trick, because you’d have to either find two people who looked somewhat alike, or have one person playing both roles through the magic of modern filmmaking. Brad Pitt might be able to handle the role, or perhaps Russell Crowe (or both?). Oddly enough, the person I had in mind when constructing the persona of Lars (and thus, the same look for Elijah) was Dolph Lungren (the Russian in Rocky IV). He might be able to pull it off as well.
LR: Agreed, I'd definitely go for Nathan Fillion! If you could be a character in your book, who would it be and why?
TM: The easy answer would be Aston, but I’ve never been about doing things easy. I think it would be fun to be Elijah Cassus, just because he doesn’t care if what he does is right or wrong, as long as he can justify to himself that it needs to be done. Would I really be that person in real life? No. But that’s why it’s called fiction. *smile*
Here is an excerpt from Friends In Deed (Please keep it PG-13, thanks!):
Even in the depth of my nightmares, Lycus IV was a formidable hell. The scenery misled one to think of mighty grandeur. Lush green trees lined the banks. Sporadic cloud cover offered broken views of a pale blue mountain range.
This prison planet’s terror was not found in its natural surroundings, but from its unwilling inhabitants.
A wide, slow-moving river flowed in front of me over a deep bed of rocks. My filthy clothing was ripped and shredded, and exposed bloody skin. I gazed back across the clear, inviting water.
A bellow filled the air and I turned. A pale, naked giant rumbled through the brush, still yelling at the top of his lungs. High above his head, he gripped his makeshift mallet, a boulder strapped into the fork of a tree branch. I jumped aside as the weapon crashed down.
He stared with one wide eye and the other glazed over. Saliva dribbled from his lips.
“I am King of the wooded realm! You dare invade my territory?”
This wasn’t a fight I planned to stick around for. Psychotics were the worst type of violent.
He hoisted his club and swung it at me. I stumbled back and it came so close I felt the breeze. I turned toward the opposite bank and sprinted across the riverbed.
“Your punishment is death! Vengeance is demanded!”
I high-stepped through calf-deep water while the beast screamed bloody murder. I dared not look back, because there was no doubt he gained on me with every step.
My foot caught a cluster of rocks under the surface and I splashed down, drenched by the cool, clear water. I flipped over and faced my attacker as he left me in a cold, dark shadow. Milky-white foam oozed over his lower lip.
“Prepare to meet your maker!”
He raised the mallet high above his head. At least death would be quick, but I couldn’t say much for painless. I closed my eyes and waited for the crushing blow.
A whistle filled the air and the giant beast gasped and choked. My eyes flashed open as the beast dropped his weapon into the river behind him.
Only one object stood between me and oblivion, a homemade arrow buried in his neck. He couldn’t pull it from the front, so reached back. His mind gave up hope as soon as his fingers probed the stone tip. The monster’s eyes rolled up out of the way, then his body fell backward.
The corpse splashed down and huge waves rolled past me. I scrambled around and gazed at the opposite bank. There, a bow in his left hand and more arrows strapped to his back, stood the man who’d just saved my life.
Elijah Cassus.
Thanks T.M. for being my guest today and enduring these intrusive questions ;)
Another month and the heat levels in the tropics still have not improved. Outside, and inside, the air is stifling hot - and what winds do blow, well, they may as well have come out the other side of an exhaust fan.
June also brings the listing for all the names of all the hurricanes the season proposes to have...here they are, if you're interested: Alex, Bonnie, Colin, Danielle, Earl, Fiona, Gaston, Hermine, Igor, Julia, Karl, Lisa, Matthew, Nicole, Otto, Paula, Richard, Shary, Tomas, Virginie, Walter.
I've niece called Fiona and she's a real hell-raiser...I'm beginning to get a little worried now. What with the strange and extreme heat levels, all across the land, people are muttering that a hurricane is due this year. After all, we have been spared a direct hit since 1955's Janet.
With all these names to remember (glad the weather forecasters got it down pat), I've had to create another list with another set of names - this one to keep track of my interviews with fellow writers/bloggers. I know, talking about that blasted book again. Hey, why not, right? After all, it's all about getting people to notice you.
This month, I'll be featuring T.M. Hunter, fellow Champagne Books writer and well known for his Aston West books (Heroes Die Young & Friends In Deed). You'll get to meet him on June 7, so come back then and see what he had to say about some questions I had for him. In turn, I'll be interviewed by him on his site June 13. I'll post the link closer to the time.
On June 4, I'll be interviewed by Anne Patrick over at her blogsite. If you remember, I interviewed her last month, so now it's my turn to get grilled. So, check me out in a couple days at http://www.suspensebyanne.blogspot.com/.
Leave a comment, ask another question of your own - I'll be glad to answer...providing I haven't shut the power off, found a suitable hiding place while I brace myself for an incoming hurricane. Oh, wait...the hurricane season only just started. I'm getting a little ahead of myself.
