It’s A Mystery!

What’s the mystery?

Why The Neil Marshall Mysteries of course!

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It’s my 20th year anniversary in publishing this month and a marvelous press out of New Orleans has picked up the entire series to re-release them. Beginning with the first two books.

Come help me celebrate on June 25th here in your comfy clothes and enjoy the virtual cheer and party hearty!

We’re here to have fun and celebrate. Valerie, my wife, will start the day off at 9:00am CST. We’re getting a surprise visit during that hour from my new publisher and I’m posting at 1:00 PM CST for a Q & A and to share some fun facts, and we plan on ending it at 9:00 pm with a BANG.

Three giveaways!

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This is our All-Star Author lineup:

Please note that ALL times are for CST…that’s Texas time folks!

9:00 — Opening ceremony and introduction
10:00 — Les Lynam
11:00 — Barabra Chioffi
12:00 — C.A. Hoaks
12:30 — Terry West
1:00 –Tim Hemlin
2:00 — Ann Swann
3:00 — K.K. Allen
4:00 — Jenny Burke
5:00 –Alex Carey
6:00 — Lizabeth Scott
6:30 — Lili Mahoney
7:00 — James Reid
8:00 — Chess Desalls
9:00 — Closing ceremony and giveaway announcements!

 

For the Red Hot Summer Giveaway, click on the image below:

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Let The Christmas Story Hop Begin

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Funny how the best laid schemes of mice and men often go awry. After rounding the corner at Thanksgiving to head into the Christmas season, my plans did a complete one-eighty and nothing has gone as I thought it would. This unexpected turn of events in the form of a family emergency did two things. First, I have a half-written Christmas story that remains half-written. I’d intended to share it in the blog. Maybe next year. And second, like most people during this season, I grow pensive, reflecting not only on my current circumstances but also how I arrived at them. Perhaps this year I’ve been a bit more contemplative than usual.

What better time to ponder life’s persistent problems than while running? Well, for me anyway. Today while logging my five and mulling over this blog it struck me how many young families have moved into the area. I saw toy and diaper boxes set out for Saturday morning recycling, and I wondered what Christmas morning was going to be like at that house or that one. Tired parents from staying up late to finish wrapping gifts and stuffing stockings? Wide-eyed, over-anxious kids ready for the day to begin at 5AM? Yes, that’s the way it was for Valerie and me when our children were young.

I also thought today about my own childhood, and one particular Christmas came to mind. To set the scene, I grew up in a small New England town where we didn’t lock the doors at night. The milkman still made deliveries, and if we weren’t home he would open the kitchen door, walk in, and put the milk in the refrigerator. So it sounded perfectly reasonable to me that Santa used our front door, since we didn’t have a fireplace.

On this Christmas Eve I was about five or six. My brother and I were in the habit of following my father around when he finished work, keeping him company when he changed from his work clothes. This night was no different, as he encouraged us to go upstairs with him, except that lo and behold when we came back downstairs, the front door was wide open to the frosty winter night. My mother came in from the kitchen where she’d been making dinner and asked what all the commotion had been. Wouldn’t you know, Santa had already visited us. My brother and I were flabbergasted. Santa came to us first? Wow!

When I was older I learned that my father’s family celebrated on Christmas Eve, and while my mother was a traditional Christmas Day person, he’d talked her into having stockings, gifts, and a big dinner on Christmas Eve that year. A small thing, but isn’t it the small things that make the big events special? And this year, despite all the unpreparedness, will be special too.

Merry Christmas, y’all. Now go read some good stories!

Terry West ~ Cecil and Bubba Meet Santa

Denice Garreau ~ Solstice Moon Spell

K.K. Allen ~ Arctic Winter Masquerade Ball (an excerpt from The Descendants, a Summer Solstice Novel by K.K. Allen)

John TM Herres ~ The Slaying Song

Ann Swann ~ Winter

JMD Reid – The Grotesque’s Favorite Season

EM Kaplan ~ Slay bells Ring, A Josie Tucker Story

Lizabeth Scott ~ Christmas Dreams

Lynette Creswell ~ Skullduggery in Elftown

Chess Desalls ~ Yellow Snow Cones

Merritt Kelly ~ Dani’s Prayer

JV Carr ~ Everyday Miracles