A local angel finds herself in the eye of the storm... New Release Christian Romance #ASMSG #Bookboost #RPBP

Brand New Clean & Wholesome Christian Literature!

Missing Home

(A Chandler County Novel) 

by 

@StephanyTullis

A Story of Love, Trust & Honor, Book 2

Available December 14, 2017

http://bit.ly/Missing_Home

GENRE (S) 

Literature & Fiction - Religious & Inspirational Fiction - Inspirational 

Contemporary Fiction – Religious – Christian – Clean Romance

PUBLISHER

Diamond TK Publishing

A 21st century battle between good and evil.

Fire and brimstone, it is when an unknown epidemic threatens Chandlerville, Kentucky and its citizens. Despite his divinity training, newly appointed Chandler County pastor, Dr. Jared Johnson never intended to pastor a church despite his divinity training —not when his specialty is psychological profiling. Fate seems to have some other thoughts about the matter.

When Dr. Jared Johnson's research project collapses, so does he. He tosses the funding rejection letter in his office wastebasket and his plans to marry the love of his life out the window. 

The last thing he wants to do is return to his home town, Chandlerville, Kentucky. An unexpected call from his grandmother, a lifelong resident of the small town, convinces him that all things indeed happen for a reason and perhaps this is the right time to reestablish his roots and start anew. 

When he arrives--single, with no intent to marry, he's shocked to learn that the town has unanimously approved his pastoral appointment to the newly refurbished 100-year-old Baptist church. Despite his divinity training, Jared never intended to pastor a church—not when his specialty is psychological profiling. 

As fate would have it, the evil spirits that begin to permeate the town and its good-hearted citizens shortly after his arrival challenge his technical skills, experience and community relationships. To complicate matters, a local angel finds herself in the eye of the storm causing Jared to re-evaluate his past and question his future. 

Missing Home, A Chandler County Novel

Chapter One

What the hell was I thinking? Everything I wanted and much more than I expected or deserved. How did I walk away--no run away is more like it. She was the best thing that ever happened to me. Have I lost it or what? Jared continued mumbling to himself fighting the images of Marissa Leonard's mocha colored, flavor enhanced, plump, kissable lips. Marissa was Dr. Jared J. Johnson's fiancée or, so he assumed. He hadn't spoken with her in a week, ignored her calls, responding to them with his pre-programmed, Busy right now. Will call you back. 

For the first time in his life, Jared questioned his decision-making abilities. He was smart, educated and had thought he had a good head on his shoulders. But his recent decision to walk out on the woman of his dreams made him re-assess the wisdom of his ways. As his 'Great Uncle Chuck' used to say, 'for an educated man, you can do some stupid things'. Jared was very close to agreeing with his long-gone uncle. 

Normally a man who thought in great depth before he made any decision regardless of how small, Jared cancelled his wedding like it was an appointment with his barber. He texted Mari, his almost betrothed, supposed everlasting love, ‘Can't talk now, need to reschedule dinner, will be in touch soon. Soon had yet to arrive. 

Since he was driving, he made a mental note to check his cell to confirm the date and time of the text; his official melt down. He wondered if he had ‘flipped’ out…he only remembered episodic flashbacks. His psychology training allowed for the possibility of PSTD—post traumatic stress disorder but he had never served in the military so while he hadn't fully dismissed that PSTD could be a possibility--it certainly wasn't driven by military service. 

He distinctly remembered his excitement when Sydney, his executive assistant, tapped on the glass window to his office door with a grin as wide as a circus clown waving a certified letter, mouthing ‘Yes’ and doing her happy dance. He beckoned her to come in, excited himself that the continuation award letter had finally arrived. It was late but that was nothing unusual with the Feds. They were always late with the grant award announcements. 

The smile dropped, his heart skipped several beats as he read and re-read the life changing termination letter from the Department of Health and Human Services. From his perspective, there was nothing further to think about. His stellar career was finished. Dunzo. He packed up his laptop, grabbed his jacket from the back of his desk chair and tossed the letter to Sydney without a word. After slamming the door, he re-opened it not surprised at all to find a startled Sidney jump back to avoid a broken nose. 

"Sorry, Syd. I'll give you a call. I've got to go now. Got something to do." He mumbled and exited quicker than he had re-entered. 

A confused Sidney reopened the door that had just been slammed in her face, and yelled to her boss' back. 

"Hey Jay, is everything alright?" 

Without looking back, he yelled, "No." 

As the elevator doors opened, he added. "By the way, tell your sister I'll be in touch." 

Professional planner by training and nature, he violated project planning rule number one. He acted without a plan when he swung by his apartment, changed into his jeans and threw a few things into his duffel bag. He locked up his condo, remotely set his alarm from the car and pulled out of one of his two assigned parking spaces. Jared drove aimlessly for days. 

Now as neared his hometown, Chandlerville, Kentucky, he wondered how he would explain his early arrival. He and Mari had confirmed with his grandmother via a three way call no more than two weeks ago that they would visit her and spend some time with her before returning to finish up his Atlanta-based CDC project. Jared knew his grandmother wanted him to move back home. They'd made no promises, but he and Mari had discussed the pros and cons of relocating to a small town. 

He had mixed feelings about it because he'd spent all his adult life in big cities and wasn't sure he could re-adapt to small town living. Mari was born and raised in a small town, too but in upstate New York. Except for a few cousins, she had no close family in the North and rarely visited. She and a friend from her college days remained in contact--not regularly but enough to meet up and see a show in the City every two or three years. 

So, the North and snow were out of the question. They had also agreed that Hot-lanta was not their preferred choice for raising a family. After talking it through and thinking about how close Chandlerville was to Nashville, one of their favorite places to visit, and to Louisville, home of the Kentucky Derby, they had tentatively decided they might give Chandlerville further thought. 

Grams would be happy but shocked to see him so close to the wedding and without Mari. There was no way to explain away her absence and his unexpected presence especially since Gram had planned to attend the wedding in a few weeks. She'd been excited and hoped to get some sightseeing in while she was in the big A-T-L. She'd only been there once and wanted to go to one of those fancy 'upscale' restaurants as she said, the new Civil Rights museum and she was hoping 'her nephew or his new wife' could find someone to take her to a Hawks game. 

Jay and Mari had laughed at his grandmother's sarcasm and promised her they would see what they could do. Without telling her, they had already purchased the Hawks and Museum tickets and made reservations for dinner at one of Atlanta’s renown restaurants. 

He slowed as he turned off the highway feeling like a kid who had not only crashed the family car, but left it alongside the road and stolen someone's vehicle to make it home. Unlike the kid, however, he was less worried at this point, about the situation than the fact that he had to look his grandmother in the eyes and explain what would appear from her perspective to be the unexplainable. Eyes that despite her age, were more than just lucid. They were bright and would widen when she saw her 'boy' as she called him. The crinkles around her soft brown eyes would fill with warm welcoming tears of joy like they did each time she saw him. Nothing would be different except her disappointment when she looked around for an absent Marissa and listened to his sob story of betrayal. 

The trucks and steep winding roads on I-65 challenged the best of drivers and Jay breathed a sigh of relief--thankful to exit from the highway and onto the bypass. Jay murmured, "I made it Grams.” 

If nothing else, as had been true all his life, his grandma, Ms. Isabel Johnson knew the way. And she might have some answers for him. The unexpected revelation, warming sunlight and rolling green hills made for a brighter day. With a chest expanding breath, he rolled back the deep burgundy convertible top on his black metallic Mercedes and made a U turn. “Chandlerville, for better or worse, I’m back. Gotta make a stop by Cassies’. Gram would never forgive me if I didn’t bring her a pecan pie.”

In my world, there is no life without writing, traveling, family, music and my love of politics. My loves and interests are central to my writing. With this backdrop, regardless of the date or time of your visit, you will find family. 

My world (my back-story) is guided by my faith and the inspiration I receive from God. Without exaggeration, family and relationships are the core of every book I write. 

I love to travel and like me, my characters are always off and running and in so doing require me to research (and often visit) so many fascinating places. 

I also love music—all kinds and I’m never surprised by what track finds its way to my personal playlists and a character’s ring tone, door chime, or car radio station. 

People frown sometimes and don’t understand my love of politics, but I have a political administration background and thrived on and in my past government career. For me, it’s the people, the process and what democracy offers. As with life, my fictional towns and cities include mayors, governors, school board members, etc. 

If you haven’t guessed, I love my world that allows me to not only live the life I love but to also share it with others.

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Marvellous March Memoirs #RPBP #ASMSG

Hello and welcome to my Marvellous March Memoir selection.

Today I an honoured to feature a new release memoir and an outstanding audiobook review. The authors are fellow We Love Memoirs members Frank Kusy and John Searancke.

NEW RELEASE

The true story of two people who tried and failed to destroy each other. And fell in love. Again.

“A memoir about a troubled marriage formed on reckless indulgence being rebuilt offers a fascinating narrative arc. Like all good biographies, ‘The Reckless Years’ is as engaging and dramatic as fiction.” ~ Harper Collins

When Frank’s mother dies on his wedding day, his life spirals into a hopeless existence of drink, drugs, and depression. How will his marriage with his new bride Madge survive?

Featured Review

5.0 out of 5 starsAnother Kusy hit!

ByEvelyn Marbuton February 28, 2017

Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase

I've enjoyed every Frank Kusy book I have read and this one is no exception! 

Expecting a chronicle of sadness and excess, instead I found it to be all about the grit, 

perseverance, and sense of humor it took to hang onto TRUE LOVE! Kusy details his and wife 

Madge's slide into heavy drug usage after the tragic death of his beloved Mother on their 

wedding day. This book is filled with the expected stories of drugs, the obtaining of them, 

the escalation of usage and the resulting money problems. What separates this story from similar

ones is that quirky sense of humor Kusy brings to every book he writes! You chuckle and laugh

at the sheer stubbornness of this couple and at the ironies of life and little lunacies that occur. 

Madge insists her written version of happenings be included in the book, bringing forth her unique 

kick a** attitude versus Frank's more laissez-faire view. This couple demonstrates above all how 

to hang onto your marriage through thick and thin, sense and nonsense, tragedy and troubles! 

The secret is to never let go! They survive with humor and grace, grateful that these Reckless 

Years are behind them. Kudos to this long lived marriage, may TRUE LOVE long endure!

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FEATURED AUDIOBOOK

BY

JOHN SEARANCKE

Prunes for Breakfast

Audio book review by Beth Haslam

I am not normally a lover of war-based books, but I was attracted by the title and decided to read it anyway. I’m so glad I did. For me it is as much a study of social history as it is a story about one man’s experiences in World War 2.

Prunes for Breakfast focuses on the experiences of the author’s father, Eddie, when he signs up to join his local reserve regiment in the 1940s. What immediately sets it apart from many others on the subject is that much of the story is told through letters sent by Eddie to his wife. Letters that were so important at the time for the recipient, and which have been cherished and faithfully preserved.

I was fascinated by his commentary on day-to-day activities as the regiment wait for the call-up, some of which seemed humdrum and therefore challenging in their own way. But it doesn’t last forever. They starkly contrast to the horrors of war, which are related in a very different way to protect his wife from the harsh reality of the situation. His later capture and incarceration in a prison camp lends yet another dimension to his wartime experiences.

Without doubt I would recommend this book to anyone who has a special interest in World War 2 and the social history that surrounds it. The intimacy of the letters, in particular, gives the reader a direct insight of how one serviceman coped with being apart from his new wife, and latterly child. That, coupled with John Searancke’s excellent, clear writing style, makes this an extremely compelling read. 

Get your copy now and listen to this touching story of love and war.

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NEW RELEASE TODAY - Book 3 in the award-winning Amie Series by Lucinda Clarke #RPBP

Get your copy here http://smarturl.it/Amie3PO

What does book 3 have in store for us?

Amie returns to her beloved Africa and a settled life, but her enemies have neither forgiven nor forgotten her. They are determined to take their revenge and reclaim their honour. The events of one night change everything, leaving her with no home, no friends and no name; no future. Suddenly she no longer exists and those controlling her make it clear; she either obeys or she dies.
Stolen Future is the third book in the 'Amie' series - international multi award winning #1 bestsellers on both sides of the Atlantic. From naive, newly-married housewife, Amie faces challenges that change her beliefs and behaviour beyond all recognition.
A fast-paced action adventure, page turning read set in the wilds of Africa in the modern day.

If you haven't read the first two books in this series then now is a good time to get them as book 1 is on 99c sale, but only until Sunday!

Follow Lucinda on Amazon and check out all of her titles here

Be sure to leave a review.

Thanks for reading

Sarah Jane

NEW RELEASE Sherlock And The Autumn Of Terror By Randy Williams #RPBP

The time has come to find out if Sherlock Holmes would have solved the ripper murders!

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Would Sherlock Homes be able to catch Jack the Ripper?

Everyone knows the name of Sherlock Holmes -- the fictional detective created by Arthur Conan Doyle with his superhuman powers of observation and unbeatable methodology for solving crimes. But could his 1800’s philosophy really work in the modern world to solve genuine crimes?

That’s the very question that a real-life US-based private detective asked himself before embarking on the adventure of a lifetime by stepping into Holmes’ shoes and using his mindset to solve real crimes. So effective was this method that he decided to turn his attention to the greatest set of crimes known in history -- the brutal murders perpetrated by the criminal who came to be known as Jack the Ripper.

The author, along with a team of three of the world’s top forensic scientists and criminologists, Dr. Michael M. Baden, Dr. Cyril H. Wecht and Dr. Henry C. Lee, have convincingly solved the infamous Jack the Ripper murders of 1888 London – arguably the world’s most talked-about unsolved murder mystery. But their true-life resolution of the case is presented here in the form of a Sherlock Holmes novel, painstakingly penned faithfully in the style of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. In it, the author – who actually used Holmes’ methods to uncover the killers’ identity – explains exactly how the crimes were committed and by whom, all in the form of a fast-paced thriller featuring the world’s most beloved detective along with Dr. Watson, from whose point-of-view most of the tale is told. Once the reader has finally been clued in on the final solution, the murders are then revisited from the killers’ perspective.

The story opens in the year 2017 with the sealed box of Holmes’ most controversial cases being opened by Watson’s great grandson Jacob, and among those cases is that of London’s Ripper murders that took place in what was then and has forever after been known as the “Autumn of Terror.” Jacob is shocked to learn the true story, as well as the reasons Holmes deemed the case’s explosive resolution too shocking and incendiary to have been revealed to the public in Victorian England and so to be sealed “entombed in a tin box” for 125 years, as were a number of other cases that are mentioned in some of Doyle’s Holmes stories. Along the way, the actual facts of the case and the evidence that led Randy and his team to the real killer will be revealed to the reader through Holmes’ investigative methods.

Randy Williams has a theory
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The real-life solution to the Ripper murders presented in the form of a Sherlock Holmes novel, written faithfully in the style of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

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The Bogus Laundry Affair
The English Informer France Listing with excerpts
Interview with The English Informer France

Video: https://www.facebook.com/RandyWilliamsVsJackTheRipper/videos/1673212763008880/
Conjectural Evidence: https://www.facebook.com/notes/sherlock-holmes-and-the-autumn-of-terror/conjectural-supporting-evidence-that-points-to-diemschutz-kozebrodski-friedman-a/1672495529747270

What If? https://www.facebook.com/notes/sherlock-holmes-and-the-autumn-of-terror/what-if/1648357922161031

The Line Up!: http://www.the-line-up.com/jack-the-ripper-theories-actually-three-men/?utm_source=Sailthru&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=The%20Lineup%20Weekly%20Tuesday%20Newsletter%202016-09-20&utm_term=The%20Lineup

Vampires.com: http://www.vampires.com/jack-the-ripper-an-unholy-trinity/

Coast To Coast AM: http://www.coasttocoastam.com/article/intriguing-new-jack-the-ripper-theory-proposed/

Meet W.D Frank as he chats to Sarah Jane Butfield about his writing & his new release #RPBP

http://smarturl.it/WDFrank

Hello and welcome, 
Today I would like to introduce you to a talented young author W.D. Frank, 'One to watch' as they say! W.D. Frank was kind enough to talk to me about himself, his writing and of course his new release Lucifer's Ladder.
Please support him by commenting and sharing this blog post.
Thanks for reading,
Sarah Jane

www.wdfrank.com

Author Bio

W.D. Frank is a surrealist author who has been a fan of the horror genre since he was four years old. His debut novel Lucifer's Ladder was inspired by his lifelong obsession with Japanese role playing games, anime, and David Lynch movies... as well as his desire to see a story centered around the 'bad guys.' W.D.'s ultimate dream is to seduce James Franco and use the actor's almighty stoner powers to create a world where babies aren't allowed in movie theaters. He is also an avid Pokemon fan and will ramble gleefully about Silent Hill or Final Fantasy as well any day of the week. If you have a problem with that, then by Valtiel's rapidly twitching head, run, rabbit, run!

Good morning and thank you for chatting with us today.

Let's get to know you a little better.

What were you like at school?

I was a nightmare for teachers and students alike. I was in a horrible place at the time, so I am saddened to say that I wasn't much fun to be around.

Were you good at English?

Oh, I have always excelled at reading and spelling. I was not educated in the ways of punctuation until much later, though. I had to drop out of middle school due to health issues.

What are your ambitions for your writing career?

I am sure that people will call me ridiculous, but I want to be known and understood. I have never had that. At the risk of sounding melodramatic, I have been the subject of controversy ever since I could first speak. When I was a child, I was always the black sheep no matter where I went. I suppose I want things to be different for once. I realize that my writing is going to be controversial, but I at least want some people to see it and think to themselves, “You know, I get this guy. I like what he does.” I want to show the entire world what I can do and how much I have evolved. I want them to enjoy my fiction and think about the stories long after they have read the last page. I want to be remembered for something beautiful. I suppose that is what every writer wants, though.

Which writers inspire you?

I am not inspired by many novelists, to be honest. I don't know of any writers in the literary world who write the kind of stuff that I write. That being said, there are many writers I adore. I am especially fond of Robert E. Howard. My primary inspirations are Japanese role playing games such as Final Fantasy and David Lynch films. I love his surrealist style and the way he explores the minds of troubled characters through dreamlike imagery. When I watch films like Lost Highway or Mulholland Drive, I feel like I am really diving inside the mind of the protagonist. I feel like I am piecing together fragments of who they are with every seemingly absurd thing that I see. In that way, David Lynch inspired the hell out of me. While the Final Fantasy series inspired the concept of Lucifer's Ladder the most, David Lynch had a huge hand in helping me find my style of character exploration. I absolutely love that man and I would be honored if I ever have the chance to meet him.

I am a huge David Lynch fan and I know he is an inspiration to many.

So, what have you written?

I can't tell you about everything that I have written quite yet. I have some secrets to keep, but I can tell you about what has already been released. Lucifer's Ladder is the book that was most recently accepted by a publisher. It is a horror/dark fantasy novel about a narcissistic teenage sorcerer named Hugh Aaron who wakes up in a post apocalyptic wasteland to discover that he has been chosen as a candidate for godhood by a mysterious entity known simply as “The Elder.” Hugh also discovers that he has been tasked with liberating demonkind from Hell and killing the current God (Yahweh) along with his entire angelic army. Needless to say, Hugh is rather fond of the idea and makes it his mission to become God and reshape the world in his own image. He is a real bastard, but I love him. He is my boy!

Give us an insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special?

It isn't necessarily about what Hugh does that makes him special, but how he does it. Most of the angels swoop down with the expectation that they can just overpower him, but Hugh is more than capable of using his limited magical strength in a way that can take down even the mightiest of foes. Whether it is through simply exploiting a hole in their defense or using their own powers against them, Hugh refuses to become a victim of those who are more powerful than he is ever again.

What are you working on at the minute?

I am working on the sequel to Lucifer's Ladder! It is going to be incredibly badass.

What’s it about?

I can't give you too many details, but it is a continuation of the events that begin in Lucifer's Ladder and it explores the incredible impact that those events have.

What genre are your books?

I primarily write psychological horror and dark fantasy, but I have written a few crime stories as well.

When did you decide to become a writer?

I decided to become a writer the moment that I realized that I was never going to see the kind of story I wanted to write if I didn't write it myself.

Why do you write?

I write partially because it helps me stay sane and mostly because I like creating stories that I can be proud of.

What made you decide to sit down and actually start something?

Boredom mostly. I realized that I wasn't ever going to see the sort of characters or story that I had been thinking about, so I finally wrote them down. However, I likely would have never done that if I had something that I thought would have been more entertaining at the time.

Do you write full-time or part-time?

I am hoping to make it a full time job, but right now it is part time.

Do you have a special time to write or how is your day structured?

I usually write at night. I am at my best in the darkness.

Do you write every day, 5 days a week or as and when?

I try to write every day, but sometimes I don't have the time. I write when I can.

Do you aim for a set amount of words/pages per day?

I try to write more than one thousand words per day.

Do you write on a typewriter, computer, dictate or longhand?

I write on my computer. I can't imagine writing with anything else.

Where do the your ideas come from?

I am honestly not sure most of the time. Sometimes the ideas are just there.

Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?

I usually like to have some idea of what kind of story I am writing and where everything is going to end up.

What is the hardest thing about writing?

Convincing myself to sit down and write. God, that can be so difficult sometimes. I enjoy writing, but I become distracted pretty easily. I constantly have to fight myself to get stuff done.

What was the hardest thing about writing your latest book?

Probably facing the world when I was channelling so much pain and rage every single day. I snapped at a few people after I wrote a certain chapter because of how raw the emotion was and how stressed out those scenes made me feel.

What is the easiest thing about writing?

Creating characters is the easiest part for me. I can create entire identities in an instant as long as I am behind a keyboard.

How long on average does it take you to write a book?

It usually takes me at least six months, but Lucifer's Ladder only took me three, I believe.

This book is part of a series, tell us a little about it?

Lucifer's Ladder is indeed a part of a series. It will be a trilogy focused on Hugh's war against those who conflict with his ideals and his blood-drenched struggle to achieve true paradise in a reality that will not easily allow it.

What are your thoughts on writing a book series.

I believe that each book in a series needs to end on a satisfying note that ties up most of the loose ends that are exclusive to that individual story. Obviously some unfinished puzzles need to be left that way until the series is ready for them to be resolved, but I think there is a difference between a satisfying cliffhanger and a cliffhanger that makes you think, “Wow! There wasn't nearly enough gratification here!”

Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors.

I read as much as I can. My favorite authors are probably Stephen King and Robert E. Howard. I also love Hideaki Sena and Koji Suzuki.

For your own reading, do you prefer ebooks or traditional paper/hard back books?

I want to feel the real thing in my hands! I am glad that people who prefer owning things digitally can have it their way, but I personally love being able to hold what I am reading.

What book/s are you reading at present?

I am reading the Preacher comic series for the first time and I am hopefully going to start Dune sooner than later. I want to read that eventually.

Who edited your book and how did you select him/her?

A lovely woman by the name of Majanka Verstraete did the final edit for Lucifer's Ladder. Catherine Lenderi (my best friend) did some editing beforehand, though.

Who designed your book cover/s?

The cover artist for my publisher (Fear Front Publishing) did that. His name is Scott Deyett and he is excellent at what he does… as you can see for yourself.

Do you think that the cover plays an important part in the buying process?

Hell yes! Many people judge books by their covers. An alluring cover is absolutely necessary.

What is your favourite motivational phrase.

“It is not over until I say it is over.” It motivates me to remind myself that I am in control.

What is your favourite book and why?

Maybe Parasite Eve by Hideaki Sena? I love the insane questions it brings up. Plus, it is just an excellent novel.

What is your favourite quote?

“Something smells fishy here and it ain't cod.” It is an actual line from Final Fantasy V. God, it is so beautifully horrible! It makes me laugh every time. Don't judge me!

What is your favourite film and why?

Gremlins. There are better and more thought-provoking films out there, but the reason that I love Gremlins so much is because it puts almost everything I love into a single movie. It has adorable creatures, dark comedy, violence, and mayhem. That film might as well have been made for me.

Where can you see yourself in 5 years time?

I try not to think about the future too much, but hopefully I am not mauled to death by zombies or something along those lines. That would suck.

What advice would you give to your younger self?

Hide your horror movies in a more secure location! Jeez!

Which famous person, living or dead would you like to meet and why?

I would love to meet David Lynch! He is my idol.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Just keep at it no matter how bad you think your writing is. Your writing style will improve gradually as you go along, I promise. Don't give up on your dreams. The only thing separating you from your idols is practice and a publishing deal.

How can readers discover more about you and you work?

You can check out my website in the link below and follow me on Facebook or Twitter. (Preferably both) You can also check out my author page on Amazon. I hope all of you buy Lucifer's Ladder and visit my social media pages to chat with me about it. I would love to answer your questions and hear your thoughts on it. All of my fans mean the world to me and I smile every time I hear from them. I cannot wait to show everyone Lucifer's Ladder and I hope that you will join me on this admittedly ambitious journey that I am undertaking. W.D. Frank out!

Website: www.wdfrank.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100005989415462

Twitter: https://twitter.com/GregariousOtter

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/W.D.-Frank/e/B00Y2HXJ0U

Book Links: 

ebook: http://smarturl.it/WDFrank

Paperback: https://www.createspace.com/6601563

Thank you so much that was an awesome interview.

I would like to wish you every success in your writing career.

Readers and bloggers please share this post for WD Frank.

Thank you for reading,

Sarah Jane

"Dangerous" New Release from Ian Probert - Not to be missed! #RPBP

Hello and welcome,
I am delighted to share news of a new release from author Ian Probert. If you remember the iconic boxing match between Michael Watson and Chris Eubank then you will enjoy this! if you ever wondered about how childhood events impact adult life then you will love this. "Something for everyone."
I hope you enjoy this introduction and excerpt, be sure to comment and share.
Sarah Jane

A quarter of a century ago journalist and author Ian Probert decided never to write about boxing again. His decision was prompted by the injuries sustained by boxer Michael Watson during his world title fight with Chris Eubank. Now, in common with so many fighters, Probert is making an inevitable comeback. Dangerous sees Probert return to the scene of an obsession that has gripped him from childhood. In the course of numerous meetings with a number of leading figures in the fight game, including Herol Graham, Steve Collins, Michael Watson, Nigel Benn, Ambrose Mendy, Rod Douglas, Frank Buglioni, Kellie Maloney, Glen McCrory and Jim McDonnell among others, Probert takes a look at how lives have changed, developed and even unravelled during the time he has been away from the sport. From an illuminating and honest encounter with transgender fight manager Kellie Maloney to an emotional reunion with Watson himself, Probert discovers just how much the sport has changed during his absence. The end result is one of the most fascinating and unusual books ever to have been written about boxing.

Michael Watson

How does Ian describe his book: 

"Dangerous is an autobiographical account of the events of last year. Basically, after suffering long-term depression due to the death of my father I sought therapy. The therapist advised me to write about boxing as a means of getting over my depression."



Check out this excerpt from Chapter One

Chapter 01 – Scars

It was 23 years ago when I last saw him. His eyes were closed and an oxygen mask was strapped to his mouth. His magnificent muscular torso was a tangle of tubes and sensors. He lay on the bed like a sleeping baby. The slightest of frowns pinched his forehead as if he were dreaming the longest dream: a dream that would last for a biblical 40 days and 40 nights before he would awaken to discover that his life had been ripped apart. That he could never again be the person that he used to be.

In a windswept hotel on the outskirts of Essex I sit at the rear of a vast banqueting hall and wait to see his face once more. I’m wearing the suit that I wore at my wedding and for the last three funerals that I attended. You could say that I’m not a suit person. It hangs loose on my body on account of the large amount of weight I’ve lost in the past couple of years.

‘You’ve put some pounds on,’ says a cor blimey voice, ‘You used to be a skinny fella.’

The voice takes a seat across from me at the table and I recognise its source. It’s also been more than two decades since I last saw him and his hair has waved goodbye – although I’m not one to talk – and he’s something like twice the size that he used to be.

‘You look like you’ve lost weight,’ I lie.

The other man caresses his beer gut and stares at the floor. ‘Yeah... I’ve been working out,’ he says without a trace of irony.

The stranger from my past withdraws to the bar leaving me alone at the dinner table to scrutinise other faces. In the far distance an ex-boxer named Nigel Benn is charging £20 a shot to be photographed with time-ravaged fans. The former world champion looks trim and wears a stylish striped jacket that would probably look ridiculous on anybody else. He grins earnestly and waves a weary fist at the camera. The middle- aged car salesman standing next to him follows his lead for posterity.

On the table closest to me I spot Alan Minter in a dickie bow. A lifetime ago I’d been a 17-year-old waiter serving wine at an event not unlike this one to a bashed-up Minter, who had just lost his undisputed world middleweight title. Back then he was one of the most famous people I’d ever met and I’d been in awe of him. Total awe. But now it’s only sorrow. His position at the outskirts of the hall – almost as remote and desolate as my own location – serves as a barometer for just how many people have forgotten his achievements. He’s at the back of the queue now and others have moved forward to take his place.

The speeches begin. On a long table at the front of the hall a smiling Nigel Benn is surrounded by other refugees from days gone by. A retired boxer named Rod Douglas sits close to another ex-fighter named Herol Graham, the man whose punches put an end to Douglas’ career. The two seem unaware of one another’s presence and I wonder if this is no accident. To Graham’s right is former world featherweight champion Colin McMillan and an assortment of other former prizefighters’ whose blurred features remain hidden in the shadows.

But I’m not here to see these people. Although they all in one way or another belong to my past I’m here to see only one person. I know he’s coming because the organiser of this tribute to Nigel Benn tipped me off before generously inviting me along. Everybody else seems to know he’s coming, too. It has to be the worst kept secret since someone let it slip that smoking is bad for you.

A whisper from the table, ‘Michael’s here.’ And suddenly I can stand it no longer. I climb to my feet and quietly exit the hall. Standing listlessly at the foot of a smartly decorated staircase are two disinterested looking bouncers. I ask them if they’ve seen Michael and they gesture towards a small corridor to the left of the staircase.

I find myself standing outside a disabled toilet. I try the handle. It’s locked. But just as I’m leaving, the door swings open and a large middle-aged black man with glasses and greying temples appears. We look at each other for a long time and disjointed words tumble from my lips, ‘Michael... It’s so nice to see you.’ It’s all I can think of saying. My voice is trembling and already I’m weak with emotion.

The man in front of me is slightly taller than I and wearing a freshly-pressed grey suit. He stretches out a huge hand in my direction and gives me the thumbs-up.

‘It’s so nice to see you,’ I repeat. I take hold of that giant hand and gently stroke it like a fragile flower.

‘It’s good to see you, too,’ says Michael. ‘Listen, I gotta go now... We’ll talk later.’

He shuffles past me with obvious difficulty into the darkness of the banqueting hall. Heads begin to turn as Michael rests his hand on somebody’s shoulder and is slowly guided towards the top table. The man with the microphone stops talking. It takes several seconds before people begin to understand what is happening.

Back in my seat I watch as Nigel Benn leaves his chair and wraps his arms around Michael. Vanquished and victor reunited. A quarter of a century ago Michael had bludgeoned Benn’s exhausted body to the canvas on a memorable evening in Finsbury Park with Benn’s Commonwealth middleweight title at stake. But now the pair are locked in a lovers’ embrace. The sight is surreal and invigorating and life affirming. I’m breathless and dizzy. Our brief reunion was so simple. So straightforward. So nondescript. In the days leading up to that moment I had been nervous, restless, full of questions. Would Michael remember me? Would he want to see me again after all this time? But it had all seemed so natural. It was more than I could ever have hoped for.

Still more speeches. Food is served: simple but edible and I make decorative chit-chat with the strangers at my table. But I’m yearning to tell somebody about the miracle that has just occurred. About how Michael and I were once friends. About how he was a young boxer and I was a young writer and somehow we formed a partnership that meant something. About how I went to visit Michael on the night of the injury he sustained during a world title clash with Chris Eubank and was received less than warmly by his overprotective friends: even though they should have known better they saw me as nothing more than just another journo, come to get his pound of flesh from the stricken figure in intensive care. About how I decided that the best thing I could do was keep away from him, let the ones who loved him do what they could. About how I stopped writing about boxing from that day and tried – really tried – never to return.

At last a break in the proceedings and I find myself walking up to where Michael sits alone for a moment or two. We look into each other’s eyes and once again he extends his fist and once more all I can say is, ‘Michael... It’s so nice to see you.’

Michael looks at me. His face is fatter than it used to be. Ancient scars run like dried up riverbeds above his left eye and across his chin. His hair is dusted at the edges with white, like fake snow.

And I’m choking up again, ‘Michael,’ I say. ‘I just want to thank you. You’ve made such a difference to my life.’

And it’s true. When I first met Michael I was penniless and struggling. Because he believed I was able to make a small mark in sports journalism and later as a writer. I owe him a debt that I can never repay.

Michael looks at me curiously. As if he feels a little sorry for me. ‘You’re too emotional,’ he says, his speech slightly blurred. ‘You shouldn’t worry about things so much.’

‘I know,’ I agree. ‘The older I get, the more emotional I become.’

Then Michael moves his head a little closer to mine. He says, ‘I can see that you have the spirit in you.’

Alarm bells ring. I remember that Michael and his family were always very religious. I interrupt him. ‘I’m sorry,’ I awkwardly stutter, ‘but I’m an atheist. I don’t believe in God.’

‘Neither do I,’ says Michael, either lying or de-converted by his near death experience. ‘But I can see you have the spirit in you.’

‘I’m not so sure about that,’ I say.
‘I love you,’ says Michael.
Did he just say that? Did he just say he loved me? My shoulders droop and I think about all the wasted years. I think about the contribution I could have made to Michael’s rehabilitation. I think about what I could have done to assist his slow, painful progress towards a kind of recovery, to repay just a little of what he had given to me all those years ago. The regret overpowers me. The sense of betrayal sickens me.

‘I love you, too,’ I say. And suddenly everything is all right. We’ve taken two wildly different routes to arrive here at this hotel in Chigwell on a sticky October night but here we are. I’ve watched him live out his life in the media. Seen him on the news collecting his MBE. Listened to the crowds cheer as he completed a marathon that took him six tortuous days of walking. But we’re here now. I’m 53 and he’s 50. There’s still time to rekindle our friendship. There’s still time.

Michael frowns at me as I gently hold that once violent fist of his in my hand. ‘What’s your name?’ he asks. 

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