Thanks So Much for Visiting in June!

Friends from all over the world visited in June! Hope you found a couple of books you added to your TBR List. Of the 8,341 visits, 3,870 were from the U.S,, 433 from Russia, 12 from China, 472 from Germany, 592 from Ukraine, 14 from Australia, 15 from Canada, 2 from Guatemala, 462 from Saudia Arabia, 286 from Turkey, 108 from U.K., 405 from France, 428 from Taiwan and 96 from Moldova!

Me? Things are moving along for medical and dental issues, but computer continued to be a problem...I've switched to my laptop and it takes twice as long to create my blog! Did try out desk top or what they are calling desktops now...and it was worst than my laptop...I'll keep looking and hoping! Some of the issues have been that the entire blog hasn't published. So if you see that happening...please stop by the next day! Thanks for continued patience...

Thursday, July 24, 2014

dead behind the eyes by Brock Car... So "This" is a Mystery?

AT&T Long Lines logo, 1939-1964

AT&T Long Lines
"Long Lines"
The Bell System Unit For Nationwide
and Worldwide Communications
John Wellman stared at the report on his desk and felt sick to his stomach. He couldn't believe his eyes. To add insult to injury, it was clear that while the report contained information that was shocking to him, it was apparently common knowledge... John was a dying breed and a bit of an enigma even to those who knew him best. The company newspaper once described him as a compassionate man who just happened to be CEO of Great Western Communications...
In his years at the helm of Great Western, John never hit his revenue targets. That's not to say Great Western wasn't profitable. It was extremely profitable. But when it was a part of the old Bell System, Great Western never met the inflated revenue goals set by its parent, AT&T. The idea of "reworking" the numbets to make goal, never occurred to John. When the Chief Financial Officer, Dave Crease, suggested they go back and massage" the numbers, John was stupefied...
"I appreciate your candor, Dave, I really do. But we're not changing the numbers. I consider myself trusting and optimistic, but naive is probably a more apt description...But telling the truth is always the right thing to do. And I still intend to do what's right...Great Western Communications continued to earn millions in profits...
But the profits were never enough to satisfy the executive board members who insisted GWC's stock should outperform the other Baby Bells. It was all about the money. And so John was on his way out...
~~~

dead behind the eyes
By Brock Carr



When I'm ready to start a new book, I first study the cover and then turn to the back for the blurb. One excerpt from Alex Kava, a best-selling author, had provided: "Ordinary people caught at their worst...I dare you to guess who did it." By that time, I had already narrowed my thoughts down. And when 30 pagest had been read, I was almost positive I knew who the killer was... Only to later have it confirmed...

The Killer? Oh yes, there's been a murder! From the time that John Wellman was beginning to adjust to his being fired, a replacement had been named. It really wasn't a surprise to John since he probably would have considered replacing himself with Max Riley... If he had not just discovered that Max and an employee were having an affair. And they were even meeting on the executive floor to do it! Leah had looked him in his eyes and lied...
John Wellman brushed past Leah as
she waited for the elevator.
"Good Morning, Mr. Wellman," she cooed...
~~~


It didn't take him long to call her boss, tell her to transfer her...and then, broke that news to Max...
Have to say he was a "good" scoundrel...good enough to immediately play the game with his present boss--thanking him over and over for doing something since he had grown addicted to Leah and had been unable to give her up... In fact, her boss, another lover, had the same reaction, even though his affair with Leah had been over for quite some time...
Leah was smart enough to know that something was about to happen. But she'd been so successful in the past, getting what she wanted to move up in the corporation, that she couldn't see that this might all cause problems for her, especially when he was killed.

But that was well after she had already started to put pressure on him to bring her back to the home office.
She figured if she flew out for his new job announcement.
But the pilots had also scheduled the company condo for the trip and discovered them...

Only to have Max fire them both...

But when he also had her delivered to the airport after the celebration when the plane was full of company officials, well, that proved to be the breaking point... at least from the cops point of view...

Leah was arrested for the murder of Max Riley... Well, readers definitely know what she was doing prior to his death...but did that prove she was guilty???

Claudia Sullivan was a corporate VP and had been hired by John Wellman. She wasn't sure she wanted to continue working there, but her husband wasn't keen on the idea of giving up her huge salary. Claudia had been studying and had passed to get her license as a PI... With the connections she had built up through her present job, it was very easy to get involved with the investigation, helping the police. But then, she was even formally asked to help by Max's family... and would be her first paid job...

Now interviewing all of the potential people that could decide to kill a high-ranking officer in a major corporation is a big job, so the police were quite happy to have her participate given her thorough knowledge of the company. Lots of potential enemies, lots of sexual activity to keep readers busy. But, by the time that the police decided to proceed with the case, Claudia was still not definitely convinced...

Given that Alex Kava had dared readers to guess who did it... and the reviewers who have already reviewed the book are giving it high marks, I feel disappointed...Am I so good a mystery solver that I figured out the clues immediately? Or was I just lucky?  Or can I give it a lower score because I felt it was "somebody's" fault that it was so easy... Of course, that's my personal opinion... It's a shame, really, because the book itself is good--but who wants to know almost immediately the who and why of it all... You decide on this one...


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Biography

After a long career in corporate communications, Brock Car established her own advertising/public relations firm and wrote for magazines and literary journals. Car divides her time between North Hutchinson Island, Florida and Omaha, Nebraska.






Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Erec Stebbins - Presents EPIC Speculative Fiction--A Cosmic Romance! A Galactic War!


When one being comes to know and love another, a new and beautiful thing is created,
namely the love. The cosmos is thus far and at that date enhanced...Olaf Stapledon

"Your brain activity after your concussion was highly unusual." Wouldn't it be? The Xix turned a host of eyestalks back to monitors and equipment, keeping several on me. "In predictable ways, yes. Your brain scans were not like anything we have ever seen." "I'm not a Reader, doctor, if you are wondering. Tested three times. Believe me, my parents hoped so much I'd turn out to be one like my cousins. Since the Calamity, the only thing better than a doctor for Indian parents is becoming a Reader." My smile faded, the humor apparently lost on the alien.
"We need to understand as much as we can about you, Lieutenant. Your heroics have made quite an impression. I have been informed that you are in consideration for a special transfer."
My heart nearly stopped. Could it be? After two years of failed applications? After devoting myself to the MECHcore training with a passion matched only by that of my dearest hope--had I succeeded? "Do you mean...?"
"Appointment to the Temple Guardians." The Xix seemed to know what was in my heart. A few moments passed in silence. "You will receive a visit from your superiors as soon as I clear you medically. As soon as we are satisfied that your vitals are acceptable..."

Troops were already marching on board. Most were infantry to be deployed at one of the six Cities surrounding the Temple in the middle of the Sahara. Six Cities to house the human and alien engineers operating the massive network of power plants and more esoteric equipment used by the Daughter to commune with the Orbs...

We entered an enormous room located directly below the gargantuan tower reaching toward space.
 The tower loomed above us constantly, impossible to grasp in its height and our path soon within the five-mile radius of 
the supporting base.
We passed the massive columns of a strange Xixian metal that plunged underneath  the desert sands. The base supports themselves were as wide as buildings. The webbed shadows of the structure fell across our path from the setting sun. We came to rest at the entrance of a beautiful building, some well-realized combination of human and Xixian tastes blended harmoniously.
The structure rose to a height of seven or eight stories like some strange plant or deep-sea creature. A large portion was at the top, a toroidal curvilinear solid that looked something like a sphere that had been pressed in deeply from the top. It seemed to float above the desert sands but in fact was supported at six points by tapering columns that became ellipsoids at their apex. The larger top portion was therefore resting on smaller round objects that appeared to almost flow into the desert floor. The material seemed to be the same indestructible concrete found in the buildings in the Six Cities, the tan color blending into the sands around us.
Most strikingly, the walls seemed almost porous in places, complex, flower=like geometrical patterns of different sizes arrayed across the surfaces of the bulbous toroid.  As our local star dipped below the horizon, the day faded quickly in the Sahara and a golden light radiated outward from those thinner regions of the walls. It was like looking at some enormous Japanese lantern, or perhaps some strange bioluminescent jellyfish from the depths.
~~~

His name is Nitin Ratava and he is a MECHcore Lieutenant. But he is more than that...He knows he was born to love a goddess...  
"False Dawns, Captain Ratava." We all exchanged
confused looks. "Biological clones of the Daughter
constructed from the eggs stolen from her when she
was a prisoner of the Dram two hundred years ago.
Eggs that have been used to create, to breed, to
engineer--we don't know exactly what has been done
a number of replicas that have been raised effectively
to recapitulate many of her powers.

                                      ~~~


After that first attack, Ambra Dawn knew
that she would have to investigate what was
happening. She chose to take Captain 
Ratava and his team. His team by the way
was an interesting group. Two  of them had
a religious connection to her, while the 
others had not much experience or thought
about the person they were to guard,
but they did notice the relationship between
the Captain and Ambra Dawn.
It has been 300 years since we learned about Ambra Dawn, a human who had become...more... She saved and created the New Earth and has become more and more powerful since then. She now lives far away from the people on Earth--on and above the Sahara Desert. We learn that through dreams, Nitin and Ambra have already met and professed their love for one another...But this was not necessarily a good time for starting a relationship! Indeed, Nitin had been seeking and finally had been awarded a position to help guard the Temple, but lately there has been much turmoil and it seems to be moving toward her Temple! 
            It had been the Dram that had been forced off of Earth and now they were back... with unbelievable help! Somehow, they had discovered a way to create False Dawns! And these biological clones were coming off production in the thousands... And then there were the shadows...ghosts... And not long after Captain Ratava and his team arrived in the desert, the Dram had arrived through a transport tunnel, with the False Dawns. Both, or all, of them were quickly defeated, but then the shadows came...which they soon learned was anti-matter which sought to destroy all matter! 


"Their attack has been long planned. Once they seized the
central Time Point, multiple attacks across the Time Tree occurred simultaneously. Nearly every system targeted has fallen."
"Oh, my God." whispered Kim behind me.
"Our forces find themselves unable to repel the attacks
and hardly able to communicate anything useful about
them.  We only have strange reports, contradictory
statements that even the XIX do not know how to
interpret..
~~~

One of the first things she offered was the ability to merge thoughts! Only one refused, but later capitulated. 

The ship created might have been something like this, so that the crew could stand up, see outside but still be invisible unless they wanted to be seen. The exterior could be changed so that they could, for instance, encompass a False Ambra Dawn right off an enemy ship which is exactly what they did...

When Ambra Dawn had seen all of her clones, she was naturally affected--were they all bad or
could they be salvaged? Unfortunately her entering the false Dawn's mind quickly told her that they  were not able to be saved...Now, there was nothing to do but kill all of the thousands that had been created!

For those who read Stebbins' first book, Reader, it might have seemed that his creative imagination had been surely spent on that first book! NOT SO! This book is far superior in content and Stebbin's imagination seems to be unstoppable. One amazing thing for me is that because of the scope of the book, Erec has still spent considerable time on detailed descriptions of the various creative equipment he presents for readers' enjoyment.

The ending and climax is truly out-of-this-world! Can you image 10,000 readers merging into one mind, using the power of their brilliance to bring about what needed to be done!? Me, I'm already wondering how Erec Stebbins can surpass this second book. Will he? Or will it be used to close out what is to happen to Earth sometime in the far future. And will Ambra still exist? And, oh, by the way, a small giveaway...Ambra and Nitin got married! Will they remain as a married couple, that just happens to be a part of...one mind...

Weird, fascinating, Beyond Belief...and yet a page-turner that even with over 400 pages leaves you wanting to know what's coming! Don't Miss  this incredible SciFi Fantasy Thriller!


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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Gray Retribution by Alan McDermott Keeps Series Exciting, Compelling!


He screamed.
"Tom!"
Gray  was immediately awake. His wife looked down at him
and despite the poor light, he could see concern etched on
her face. "Same Dream?" Vick asked, caressing his face.
Gray nodded. The same dream he'd been having for a year,
ever since his friend had been good enough to disclose
everything MI5 had on the virus Gray had been exposed to
sixteen months earlier.
~~~




Gray Retribution:
A Tom Gray Novel



September 30 2013
Tom Gray stared at himself in the mirror and wondered where the years had gone. Although his fortieth birthday was a year away, he already had a few flecks of gray peppering the light brown hair on his temples, and the plastic surgery he'd gone through hadn't done anything to make him look younger.
But then,  that hadn't been the intention...The more recent sessions spent under the knife had sought to undo what James Farrar had done to him just after the explosion two years earlier.
At least his six-foot-frame remained hard and fit, the result of his daily runs and his wife's cooking. Gray noticed a piece of fluff on his eyebrows and swatted at it, and was shocked to see half the hairs fall into the sink. The bald area above his eye appeared bruised, and as he touched it the skin came off, revealing the bone above his eye socket. He was staring at the lump of flesh between his fingers when the door opened and his son walked in. "Daddy, what's this?"
~~~






By Alan McDermott

Our hero is home both recuperating and enjoying his new baby girl. He is managing director of Viking Security services which provided bodyguards and combat training around the world, so after finishing a run and finding his two girls asleep, he went on to his office. Without going into details of what he had gotten into several years ago, he realized that he was losing clients, and it was probably because nobody wanted to work with him... Still, when his uncle called regarding a group of criminals who were requiring "protection payments" from his new grocery store, Tom had immediately checked it out and was there when they came to collect... They were demanding $300 a week! An impossible sum for a small grocer just getting started! 
Sese Obi drove into the camp just as the sun
reached its zenith and his men immediately
dropped what they were doing and gathered near
his Land Rover. One of his lieutenants Baako,
rushed to open the door and Obi climbed out of
the vehicle...
When he turned to face them, he could see that
he had their complete attention...
He got straight to the point.
"The Agbi people think they can take our land
and we'll just sit and accept it. But they are
wrong!"
A huge roar erupted from the crowd, and
he savored the moment.
~~~








About the same time, Tom gets word that his training consultants located near Malundi could be caught right in the middle of trouble! In fact, Nafari Cisse. the son of one of the soldiers with whom they are working has been taken! Unfortunately, Nafari is not the first child who has been stolen and taken to a camp to learn how to shoot and kill, all the while being given whoonga to become addicted and not eat much! At the same time they are being brainwashed that there is nobody for them anymore--that  there are no parents
"My father is..."
When the slap landed it felt like the skin had been
 torn from Nafari's face
"You have no father!" the guard shouted. He let
the news sink in for a few seconds.
"Who is your mother?"
Nafari was still reeling from the blow; and the
question was repeated.
"I...my mother..."
Another blow hits "You have no mother."
Nafari dropped the cigarette and the guard retrieved
it, forcing it into the boy's mouth.
"More!"
~~~

The men gathered round as he explained how they worked.
And Hansi took the opportunity to ease away from Smart
on a pretence of getting a better view of the devices.
Okeke took his place, putting his head close to Smart's ear.
"Don't be hard on him, Mister Len. He lost a son recently.
"Sorry to hear that."
Okeke nodded. "It happens more and more these days. His son
went to school in the next village and never came home. He was
only twelve.
"That's a shame," Smart said, suddenly feeling sorry for the man. Shouldn't he be out looking for him?"
"They are never found. In the last six months, eight boys have vanished from his village alone. It is happening all over...

When Tom got the word that his men were in trouble, he wanted to act immediately to get them out. But his wife asked that he not get involved this time--that he had others who could take care of it. But his loyalty to them was based upon their having saved both his and his wife's life. Now he couldn't not respond when they needed help!

But Tom's men also didn't want to leave and just let their new soldiers out on their own...and, of course, the soldiers didn't want to leave while the villagers would be tortured and killed...

So, you know what happened, right? They planned how to get the villagers out as well! And, of course, you know that is easier said than done. They did have a secret weapon in their sentinels. These were automatic weapons that could shoot live ammunition...while the trainers had only used blanks. But Tom was working with those who could help across the world and was pulling together ways to meet and take everybody out... What actually happened was much more scary and exciting...

In the meantime, those who owned the protection services for the local shops and markets knew they would have to make an example of the grocery store owners who had not yet been willing to pay... They planned it so that it would look like an accident...

If I had the time, I would surely go back and read from the first book in this series. This is the fourth book and it seems that nothing could top this one! I had earlier read about the child armies being developed in Africa, but this book provided many more details of what might be happening. Thankfully, there are always those who will fight the monsters who hurt children in this way... But Tom discovers that it's not just in Africa that criminals are willing to kill...whoever happens to be in the way...  

This series could easily end on this high note of excitement, terror and yet...hope and help...Do check this out. There was some reference to what had occurred earlier in the series, but this book can definitely stand without having read earlier stories.  Got to make this highly recommended!


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About the Author

Alan McDermott is a husband, father to beautiful twin girls and a software developer from the south of England. Born in West Germany of Scottish parents, Alan spent his early years moving from town to town as his father was posted to different Army units around the United Kingdom. Alan had a number of jobs after leaving school, including working on a cruise ship in Hong Kong and Singapore, where he met his wife. Since 2005 he has been working as a software developer and currently creates clinical applications for the National Health Service. Alan’s writing career began in 2011 and the action thriller Gray Justice was his first full-length novel.