Third Excerpt from Dying on the Edge

Frank Ryman, the lead detective in the romantic voodoo mystery Dying on the Edge  and his team are investigating the  murder of a woman he knows all too well.  They are in her plush studio in downtown Carroll City.  It’s a case he dreads being at all involved in.

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The other detectives were carefully checking three bedrooms, one master and two smaller, and three walk-in closets filled with clothes.  All three knew that a couple of outfits would equal any one of their yearly salaries.

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Second Excerpt from Dying on the Edge

Cloudy Ocean Shoreline

In this, the second excerpt from Dying on the Edge, a woman is reminiscing about  visiting Port au Prince, Haiti and a noted houngan (voodoo high priest) in search of a spell, potions, or poisons to kill a woman whose husband she intends to have.  The houngan is Papa Henri Delacroix and like most other men, he is entranced by this woman.

“Welcome again,” Papa Henry had said, seemingly delighted to see her.  He was very tall, with light chocolate-hued skin and long, tangled locks of kinky gray hair.  He was wearing a robe of light gray cotton.

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Always And Forever Testing

Beautiful Nature

Beautiful Nature

Sooner or later you’re going to ask me how much longer I’ll be testing.  You’ll be glad you waited when I begin to tell you things you always wanted to know about self-publishing.  It’s such a fascinating thing to do.

Creative control is the name of the game.  If you get a good company, they strive to satisfy you as to what you want your book to be, within reason.  And getting the cover together just thrilled me.  It’s a romantic voodoo mystery and so I wanted a gun.  No gun meeting my specifications could be found.  Okay, bullet holes.  The artist came up with the messiest bullet holes you could imagine.  I said no.  Too thuggish.  Gross.  So they redid and now you get the idea of romance, voodoo, mystery.

I wrote the back cover material which was duly checked.  The company I chose – Wheatmark – has excellent editors.  My copy made the grade.  And oh, the thrill of having my own Library of Congress Card Number.  They do turn down books.  ISBN, listing with RR Bowker, all kinds of things you can also do for yourself.

There are so many companies to help you self-publish.  You’ve got to check it out.  I mulled it over for nearly thirty years while I sold to established publishers.   This is for me.  Try it.  You just might like it.