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woensdag 18 maart 2015

Book Excerpt from Damnatio Memoriae

 

Book Excerpt

“So what do you think?” Jack asked me as I sat down.
“About?”
“About the murder.”
“I think I’m going to murder someone if I don’t get some coffee soon.”
“Hopefully it’s Sanders or Wynne,” Jack said with a cackle. “But what about the dead girl? Who do you think killed her?”
The pounding in my skull was louder than his voice; I paused to press my head into my hands.
“How would I know?”
“You wouldn’t, I just wanted your best guess.”
“I don’t have a guess,” I told him. I hadn’t liked hearing about the girl in the first place and wanted no reason to talk about her more. “Why would you want to think about something like that?”
He shrugged and took a bite of his English muffin.
“I can’t help it, Nim – I love a good mystery.”
His eyes were alight and mischievous. I could almost see the conspiracies forming in his mind behind the dark irises, undoubtedly searching for alternatives to the mundane theory we had settled on just hours before.
“I know you do,” I said. “But check one out of the library – don’t go looking for them.”
“Like I’d ever go to the library,” he said. “But it does have me thinking ...”
“What?” I asked warily.
“We should go to the boathouse.”
“What? How do those two thoughts even go together?”
“Think about it, Nim: it’s the perfect time to break the rules.”
“How is it the perfect time? The police are swarming the place.”
“Hardly,” he said. “Did you see even one officer on campus this morning? They’ve all cleared out.”
“Only because Barker’s hoping that no one will know what’s going on,” I countered. “I bet they’ll be back tonight after we’re all in our rooms.”
“Alright, forget the police, Nim – it’ll be fun.”
Even his most earnest of expressions couldn’t convince me to sneak out to the boat house and steal one of the rowing boats again. We had done it a few times in the past, of course, to feed his insane idea that it was possible to row all the way to the mainland and escape Bickerby, but we had certainly never achieved the feat.
“No.”
“Why not?” he pestered. “We haven’t done anything fun all semester.”
“We haven’t been in trouble all semester, either,” I said. “And I’d like to keep it that way.”
“Why? It’s not like we’ve ever gotten caught before. Besides, I hear Barker’s in the market for a new stadium to match that nice sporting field he had installed ...”
“Karl will kill me. Besides, it’s too cold to go out to the ocean. We’ll freeze to death.”
“Better than dying of boredom,” Jack muttered, but he let the idea drop all the same.

About The Book

Title: Damnatio Memoriae
Author: Laura Giebfried
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Nothing ever happened at Bickerby. Located on an island off the coast of Maine, its prestige, remoteness, and near-inaccessibility in the winter months were the reasons that Enim Lund’s father sent him there in the first place. With only a year left of school until graduation, Enim’s only focus is to keep his grades high enough to scrape by and keep his unforgiving involvement in his mother’s critical accident secreted away. But when a body washes up on the school’s shore and a teacher vanishes without explanation, the thought of a quiet, uneventful year becomes unlikely – especially given that his best friend has planted himself in the middle of the crime. Worse than the thought of a killer loose on the island with them, though, is that the unfolding events are dredging up horrors in Enim’s past that, if uncovered, will result in his own misdeeds being found out.
As Enim is pulled further and further into crimes that he both has and hasn’t committed, he finds that his mind is slowly unraveling and his grip on reality is faltering, and unwanted comparisons are being drawn between his mother’s withering health and his own. Soon, discovering who the killer is becomes his only concern. Yet before long, it becomes clear that there’s an even more difficult task at hand than who’s responsible for the horrid crimes: getting anyone to believe him.

Author Bio

Laura Giebfried was born in Bangor, Maine in June of 1992. She is the youngest child of Joseph and Rosemary Giebfried, who moved to Maine from New York in order to raise their family. Giebfried currently lives in­ Bangor and attends the University of Maine where she is earning her degree in psychology.
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zaterdag 3 januari 2015

Book Excerpt fom River Card

 

Book Excerpt

This is so easy…so easy.
She opened her mouth and found his tongue. He tasted and smelled wonderful. They dissolved into each other. Clothing was gently removed, he helping her, she helping him. No fumbling, no grabbing, every movement willing and deliberate.
Now Milt took the lead. Gently he laid her down on the bed and brushed his mouth slowly over her face and neck then her breasts and belly. She lay back, aware of every individual caress until a need to return the touches overwhelmed her, and her mouth found his delicious, smooth, firm skin, and her nose absorbed his unbelievably erotic smell. She could feel a throbbing ache building in her and knew that only filling herself with him would relieve it. And she wanted him in every part of her.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please, now!”
And then he was pulling away from her, standing up and going toward the window, where all their clothes lay.
What had she done wrong? Had she told him to stop? She hadn’t meant to, but she had done that so often with Jeff because that’s what Jeff had wanted to hear; it had been her husband’s signal to propel himself into her. Had she groaned some sort of protest from habit? She didn’t want Milt to stop.
She was naked and alone in a big bed, aching beyond anything that was comprehensible.
Everything that had happened in the last day roiled up inside her head like a montage from a thousand nightmares. She had lost her grasp again; she was going to fall off the earth. She turned onto her side, pulled her legs up to her chest, and her vocal cords released the terror.
He was shaking her, his hands gripping her shoulders, his words finally penetrating her sobs.
“Hey! Hey!” He grasped her to him, and she threw her arms around his neck. If she held on tight enough, she would not fall away. Finally her breathing slowed. Milt’s arms were still wrapped around her, and she felt herself being rocked back and forth. She pulled her head away and looked at his face.
“What the hell was that?” His tone of voice softened the words. “What happened?”
Suddenly Georgia became aware of her nakedness. She let go of Milt’s neck and reached for a pillow, which she held up to her chest. Milt got up from the bed. The blanket and sheets had been folded back by housekeeping the evening before. Milt pulled them up over Georgia then sat next to her on the edge of the bed, whispering soothingly, “It’s okay, Georgia. It’s okay.”

About The Book

Title: River Card
Author: Joan Destino
Genre:  Psychological Thriller
“Who was she trying to fool? Herself? A little late for that. She had to win; her survival depended on it.”
Do you have what it takes to lose it all? Find out in Joan Destino’s stunning debut novel, “River Card.”
Georgia Kassov Cates is a business woman, a wife, a mother…and a gambling addict. Desperate to recoup a devastating string of losses, she risks it all for one last game- a game that’s abruptly halted when the Las Vegas casino succumbs to a freak blackout.
Georgia meets some fellow patrons of the Las Vegas casino, including the wealthy Melanie Nallis, a woman haunted by her horrific childhood;  Zivah Koski, an enigmatic elderly holocaust survivor; Phillip Vance, a billionaire casino developer; and Milt Braverman, a professional poker player.
As they get to know each other, a connection is slowly revealed: postwar Germany, a time and place that is reflected in” River Card’s novel-within-a-novel, “Alexandra.”
Alternating between the opulence and depravity of 1940s Germany, and the glamor and baseness of 1990s Las Vegas, “River Card” reflects Georgia’s mounting fears-both past and present-as she plays one last hand…

Author Bio


As the daughter of an Army Officer, Joan Destino traveled throughout her childhood, living in many parts of the U.S. as well as Germany. After high school and college in New England, she taught kindergarten in Boston while her husband attended law school. In the early seventies she moved to the Los Angeles area, raising her family in San Marino. She participated in the UCLA Writers’ Program for several years, culminating with several semesters in their Master Novel Writing Class. After playingTournament Bridge for years, shebegan playing casino poker in the mid-eighties. She bought a second home in Las Vegas in the mid-nineties and moved there permanently when her husband retired in 2004. Joan plays both cash and tournament poker including the World Series of Poker at the Rio Casino.

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