Thursday, October 29, 2015

**Giveaway** Guest Post by Jeff Lindsey- Red Tide Partners In Crime blog

Red Tide

Jeff Lindsay

on Tour Oct 26 through Nov 11, 2015


From Jeff Lindsay, the bestselling author of the Dexter series, comes the long-awaited sequel to his debut novel, Tropical Depression, featuring ex-cop Billy Knight.
Billy Knight wants to ride out Key West’s slow-season with the occasional charter and the frequent beer. But when he discovers a dead body floating in the gulf, Billy gets drawn into a deadly plot of dark magic and profound evil. Along with his spiritually-attuned terrier of a friend, Nicky, and Anna, a resilient and mysterious survivor of her own horrors, Billy sets out to right the wrongs the police won’t, putting himself in mortal peril on the high seas.
As the title of Lindsay’s latest book declares, Dexter is dead—the serial killer saga is over. Now, Red Tide offers fans of Jeff Lindsay a new thriller, one twenty years in the making.

Book Details:

Genre: Thriller
Published by: Diversion Publishing
Publication Date: October 27th 2015
Number of Pages: 228
ISBN: 1626817219 (ISBN13: 9781626817210)
Series: Billy Knight Thrillers #2
Purchase Links: Amazon Barnes & Noble Goodreads

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

The Witches, Salem 1692 by Stacy Schiff a Showcase

I have never claimed to be a great lover of non-fiction. Too often they read like the boring old history tombs of my high school youth. But when a good friend recommended Cleopatra by Stacy Schiff I had to give it a whirl. After all the most I knew about the Egyptian Queen was from Liz Taylor. How right he was I learned so much information about her, the times she lived in and her men. When that same friend told me that the fabulous Ms. Schiff had yet another non-fiction releasing about the Salem Witches I knew I needed a copy of that too.
So stay tuned because within the next few weeks I'll review the book but right now I just wanted to showcase it on its release day.

ISBN-13: 9780316200608
Publisher: Little Brown and Company
Release Date: 10/27/2015
Length: 512pp
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The Pulitzer Prize-winning author of Cleopatra, the #1 national bestseller, unpacks the mystery of the Salem Witch Trials.
It began in 1692, over an exceptionally raw Massachusetts winter, when a minister's daughter began to scream and convulse. It ended less than a year later, but not before 19 men and women had been hanged and an elderly man crushed to death.
The panic spread quickly, involving the most educated men and prominent politicians in the colony. Neighbors accused neighbors, parents and children each other. Aside from suffrage, the Salem Witch Trials represent the only moment when women played the central role in American history. In curious ways, the trials would shape the future republic.
As psychologically thrilling as it is historically seminal, THE WITCHES is Stacy Schiff's account of this fantastical story-the first great American mystery unveiled fully for the first time by one of our most acclaimed historians.

Monday, October 26, 2015

Gonereading Showcase

Those of you who know me well know that I am a partner with the philanthropic reading accessory site Gonereading. I promote their items on my daily blog posts and every now and then I like to dedicate one blog post to them. Since we're right on the cusp of the holiday gift season I thought now would be a fantastic time. Enjoy the selection I've chosen and please check out their site to see everything the discriminating reader could want in the way of all things literary based accessories.

Some Gonereading facts- 
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Gone Reading International has pledged 100% of our after-tax profits to provide new funding for reading-related charities. By purchasing GoneReading brand gifts and merchandise, you’re treating yourself and the world at large to a wonderful gift. All purchases from GoneReading help contribute to our philanthropic work.

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Friday, October 23, 2015

November Line Up on The Reading Frenzy

Fall is in full swing now, the days are getting shorter and the wind blows mostly from the North and pretty soon you'll be putting away the halloween candy and picking out your Thanksgiving Turkey but be sure and visit the blog everyday to see what's new.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

**Giveaway** Interview with H Terrell Griffin - Chasing Justice

I'm happy to welcome back H Terrell Griffin to the blog. He's here today to chat about his latest Matt Royal novel.
Enjoy our chat then enter to win a copy of your own!

Publisher: Oceanview
Release Date: 09/01/2015
Length: 384pp
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Matt Royal goes back to the courtroom to defend Abby Lester, his friend and wife of Longboat Key’s police chief, who is accused of murder. He must overcome his extended absence from the practicing law when pitted against a hotshot prosecuting attorney, opening a Pandora’s box of issues, characters, and activities with more twists than a corkscrew.

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Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Interview with Claire Delacroix/Deborah Cooke The Crusader's Bride - Review

I'm so happy to welcome back my all time favorite author Deborah Cooke/Claire Delacroix. I have been enjoying her novels of all genres for years and years and she never ceases to amaze me with her new inventive, page-turners like book one in her new Historical Romance series The Crusader's Bride.
Enjoy our chat and my review!

ISBN-13: 9781927477519
Publisher: Deborah A Cooke
Release Date: 07/28/2015
Length: 350pp
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A company of knights chosen to deliver a sealed trunk from the Templar treasury in Jerusalem to safekeeping in Paris. A group of pilgrims seeking the protection of the Templars to return home as the Saracens prepare to besiege the city. A mysterious treasure that someone will even kill to possess...
When the Templar knight Gaston learns that he has inherited his father's estate in France, he accepts one last quest for the order and agrees to deliver a package to Paris on his way home. A practical man, Gaston knows he has need of a wife and an heir, so when a lovely widowed noblewoman on pilgrimage snares his gaze, he believes he can see matters solved to their mutual convenience.
But Ysmaine is more than a pilgrim enduring bad luck. She has buried two husbands in rapid succession, both of whom died on her nuptial night, and believes herself cursed. Accepting this gruff knight seems doomed to result in his demise, but Gaston is dismissive of her warnings, and Ysmaine finds herself quickly wed again-this time to a man who is not only vital, but determined to survive.
Neither of them realize that Gaston's errand is one of peril, for the package contains the treasure of the Templars-and some soul, either in their party or pursuing it, is intent upon claiming the prize at any cost. In a company of strangers with secrets, do they dare to trust each other and the love that dawns between them?

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Attack of the 14 Nights of Halloween Giveaway

Thanks for stopping by my stop on the 4th Annual Attack of the 14 Nights of Halloween Giveaway. Read all about it below and in the comment section below tell us your favorite scary Halloween movie or book.
Then don't forget to enter the giveaways!!
Halloween is just around the corner and it's time for the 4th annual Attack of the 14 Nights of Halloween Giveaway from Laughing Vixen Lounge. 7 wickedly fun shops have come together to create one spooktalcular Prize Pack ($225+) full of Jewelry, Perfume, Clothing, Accessories and more! All shops are offering Gift Cards or your choice of item(s) so there will be something for everyone. Many of the shops have items perfect for any book lover along with lots of other unique, handcrafted and custom designs. You can enter via the Rafflecopter below or visit the Main Giveaway Page on the Laughing Vixen Lounge Blog HERE.
Join us daily on the Laughing Vixen Lounge Blog during the giveaway for our Halloween Movie Marathon featuring the Guess the Movie Game and our Murder Mystery Scavenger Hunt. Each event will get you daily entries in the giveaway plus a special giveaway for the Murder Mystery Scavenger Hunt. Find full details for these events HERE.
October is the perfect time for watching spooky movies. Along with the Halloween Movie Marathon each of our participating shops, and many of our blog sponsors, will be sharing some of their favorite movie choices with you.

I am a huge horror movie scaredy cat so there won't be any favorite scary movie listed by me but I do love a good horror book every so often.
The best one I've read for a long time is
Dracula The Undead By A descendant of Bram, Dacre Stoker and Ian Holt

The giveaway runs October 18th - November 1st and is open worldwide. 1 winner will win the Prize Pack and 1 winner will win the Scavenger Hunt Prize Pack. Laughing Vixen Lounge is responsible for all giveaway details. Please visit the Laughing Vixen Lounge Blog HERE to see the full prize list, participating shops and daily giveaway events. a Rafflecopter giveaway

Friday, October 16, 2015

Interview with Manda Collins - Good Earl Gone Bad

Today I'm happy to welcome back historical romance author Manda Collins to talk about her latest in her Lords of Anarchy series.

ISBN-13: 9781250061072
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Release Date:10/06/2015
Length: 304pp
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Marriage? To a gambler? You must be joking! Yet Lady Hermione Upperton has never backed down from a challenge. When her spendthrift father offers her at the gaming tables, she is given a difficult choice-wed the Earl of Mainwaring, an infamous gamester with no respect for her skills with the reins, or face charges for the murder of a member of the infamous Lords of Anarchy. Either way she'll have to clear her name. Can she count on her husband's help the way she has begun to count on his kisses?

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

**GIVEAWAY** Showcase Home For Christmas by Lily Everett

Today I'm happy to showcase Lily Everett's newest and number four in her Sanctuary Island novels, Home For Christmas.
Lily's publisher, St. Martin's Press is also sponsoring a giveaway for one print copy of the book, US ONLY. Giveaway details below.

Here's a review from friend and fellow blogger Kathryn at The Book Date

ISBN-13: 9781250074041
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Release Date: 10/06/2015
Length: 320pp
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Celebrate Christmas on Sanctuary Island, where the love light gleams. There will be snow and mistletoe...and two lonely hearts yearning for love, family, and above all, home.
Magazine columnist Libby Leeds has made a name for herself sharing heartwarming stories from her perfect life on Sanctuary Island. There's just one minor detail she's left out: she hasn't set foot on the island since her childhood. Orphaned and heartbroken, she departed years ago and never looked back-except in her fictional columns. Now a wounded war hero is returning to Sanctuary Island, and Libby's editor insists she cover the story by taking the long road back...
Army Ranger Owen Shepard is a tall, handsome single father, and now a media sensation. He wants to reconnect with his daughter, Caitlin, and make up for lost time by giving her a Christmas to remember. When "America's Favorite Homemaker" Libby Leeds offers her help, he jumps at the chance. But the sweet, reclusive writer is more intriguing, and more tempting, than Owen could have imagined. Soon, Owen and Caitlin are spending their holiday with Libby, decorating trees, making gingerbread houses, and warming up by the fire. It's the closest Libby has come to love and family since she was a child-but until she and Owen admit what is in their hearts, the home they are creating together will be only in their dreams.
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Home For Christmas US ONLY
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Monday, October 12, 2015

**GIVEAWAY** Interview with Matthew Dicks The Perfect Comeback of Caroline Jacobs + review

I'm so happy to welcome back to the blog a favorite author, blogger, storyteller, Matthew Dicks. Today he's telling us about his new release The Perfect Comeback of Caroline Jacobs.
Enjoy our conversation and my review then stick around because his publisher St. Martin's Press is also offering one print copy US ONLY for a giveaway.

ISBN-13: 9781250006301
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Release Date: 09/08/2015
Length: 224 pp
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From the beloved author of Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend comes a wonderful new novel about a broken woman who faces her past and, armed with the perfect comeback, finds a way to set herself free

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of The Perfect Comeback of Caroline Jacobs
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Read an excerpt:

Caroline Jacobs rose, pointed her finger at the woman seated at the center of the table reserved for the PTO president and her officers, and said it. Shouted it, in fact. In the cafeteria of Benjamin Banneker High School, surrounded by crowded bulletin boards, scuffed linoleum, and the lingering smell of chicken nuggets, Caroline Jacobs had shouted a four-letter word. The four-letter word.
The room fell silent.
This was the first time that Caroline had spoken up at a PTO meeting. It was the first time she had spoken publicly in any forum since high school, and the first time in her entire life that she had fired off an expletive in public. These were the thoughts racing through her mind as she looked across her trembling finger at the target of her scorn.
With that one word, Caroline Jacobs had been transformed, if only for an instant, into someone she was not. Someone entirely new. Someone she both wanted to be and never could be.
The silence that followed her outburst was filled with a palpable sense of discomfort. Several people turned their attention to the proposed budget, flipping through the stapled pages in an effort to avoid eye contact with either combatant. Eric Feeney, the father of twin girls and one of the few men in the room, bent over to tie his already tied sneakers. The women sitting beneath the "Race to the Top" bulletin board stopped knitting, their long needles frozen between stitches. Even the refrigerator silenced its thin rattle.
No one moved.
The woman to whom Caroline's four-letter word was directed, Mary Kate Dinali, recovered quickly, converting her initial reaction of shock into a prefabricated facade of disgust and condescension.
Caroline wasn't surprised. Mary Kate Dinali was well equipped for this sort of verbal combat. She had spent her entire life conquering sidewalk fiefdoms, forging parental alliances, and coalescing suburban power. This was her life's work. She was a master in the art of indignation and passive-aggressive backstabbing. She was a Navy SEAL of PTO politics. And Caroline, without weapon or training of any kind, had just stepped onto the field of battle. She had opened fire on a hardened veteran of many skirmishes, and while her accusation had been leveled with uncommon force and precision, it had bounced off her opponent's armor like paperclips shot from an elastic band.
Mary Kate — now fully recovered and back in control — rose slowly from her seat, her thin waistline and cashmere twinset on full display.
Standing up was good, Caroline thought. She wished she had thought of it first.
Instead, she was unable to move, frozen in place by the eyes of more than three dozen people who were shifting glances from Caroline to Mary Kate and back, awaiting their next move.
But Caroline had no next move. Her actions had been as much a surprise to her as they had been to everyone else. She had nothing left in her repertoire.
In truth, Caroline Jacobs had no repertoire.
Tom Jacobs rose from his seat and placed his arm around his wife's shoulders. "Maybe we'll just head home a little early," he said, giving her a gentle nudge.
Caroline still didn't move. Not immediately, anyway. Part of her appreciated Tom's attempt to extricate her from this disaster, but she didn't like the tone of his voice. Rather than sounding earnest or concerned, his statement had come across as ... relaxed. Yes, that was it. There was a nonchalant quality to his statement, a Whoa, where did that come from, little lady? tenor that she didn't like one bit. It was the voice of a man with a foot in each camp, a man who was straddling the fence separating opponents.
At this moment, Caroline didn't require the delicacies of fence-straddling. She needed her husband fully on her side. She was already regretting her outburst. And that's exactly what it had been. An outburst. An unexpected verbal explosion. A sudden loss of control brought on by a brief but unquestionable moment of insanity.
She didn't need Tom coming down on the side of crazy as well. Not even halfway.
Nevertheless, she was grateful to him for conquering her inertia. She took his hand and a few tentative steps, but not before flashing him a glare, perfected during years of marriage, that conveyed a clear and pointed message. She dipped her head and stared at the tiled floor as they walked past Mary Kate and her PTO storm troopers. She cursed her inability to find a second sentence to follow the first. She hated herself for even saying the first.
Once they were clear of the school's double doors, Tom released her hand. "What was that?" he asked in a low voice.
For once, Caroline wished her husband would have used his own four-letter word — if not that very same f-word, something with equal force. Something other than his standard, modulated caution. But four-letter words were not in Tom's repertoire either.
"What was that?" Caroline shot back. "You heard Mary Kate. You heard what she said."
"I didn't hear anything that deserved a response like that."
"Then you weren't listening." She opened the passenger door to the minivan and climbed in.
Tom entered on the driver's side and started the ignition. Just as he was about to resume the conversation, press his initial point, perhaps approach it from another angle — all the things that he did so well — Caroline interjected.
"I don't want to talk about it right now. Okay? Let's just go home."
The gag order would frustrate Tom, and she was glad.

* * *

Mary Kate Dinali had it coming. Of this Caroline was certain. She only wondered why someone hadn't let her have it years before. The fact that it was Caroline who had said it — quiet, obedient, always ready to help, never rocking the boat Caroline Jacobs — had probably come close to knocking several of the PTO old-timers off their cafeteria stools and onto the floor.
To an outsider who wasn't paying close attention to the proceedings, Caroline's outburst might have seemed unwarranted. But context was essential. Mary Kate had just moved the discussion from next month's school fair to an item on the agenda that she had titled "The Spirit of Volunteerism."
"This is going to be a quick item," she'd said. "No biggie."
Like most bullies, Mary Kate Dinali liked to sneak up on her victims. Surprise them with false kindness, or in this case, misdirection. Before launching into the agenda item, she had smiled at Eric Feeney, who smiled back. He was wearing a New York Giants jersey, an intentional reminder to everyone present that the NFL now played games on Thursday nights. "I know the game starts in twenty minutes," Mary Kate said. "And people need to get home in time for kickoff."
Eric Feeney laughed. She had him, and with him, she had the rest. Just like that.
"As you know," Mary Kate continued, "our Election Day bake sale was a huge success, and our Feed the Teachers campaign was probably our best ever. How many schools offer their teachers sushi rolls and cappuccinos during parent-teacher conferences? In fact, I can't remember the last time we had a bad event. But here's the thing, friends: At both of these events, and at most of our events last year and the year before that, I see the same faces. The same people are giving their all, while so many others are sitting on the sidelines, relying on the good work of just a few of us to carry the day."
Caroline was already seething by the time Mary Kate had come to the end of what sounded like a well-rehearsed speech, but Mary Kate had been equally condescending on any number of occasions in the past. This was nothing new. Par for the course.
Then Jessica Trent spoke.
"It's not easy for some of us," Jessica said, her voice wavering. Jessica Trent was a thin, freckled redhead who had more fire in her hair than her demeanor. Caroline had spoken to the mother of two on several occasions, but being that she and Jessica were both fairly shy, they hadn't managed to connect. Shy people, in Caroline's experience, rarely forge successful friendships because they need an extrovert to make things happen. Someone to take the first step, make the first phone call, and assume the initial risk. Shy people like Caroline and Jessica require a facilitator of sorts to get things started, and there had been no one to bring the women together.
It was a shame. Caroline suspected that she and Jessica Trent had a lot in common. She was a smart woman who possessed a dry humor that Caroline appreciated. Her children were well behaved. She might speak as infrequently as Caroline at the PTO meetings, but in the few times that Caroline had heard Jessica talk to her kids, she had been direct and assertive. Funny, even.
But as she spoke now, Jessica's voice had an unusual bite, an edge that seemed to come more from anger than nerves. Jessica Trent didn't like Mary Kate's condescending tone, either, but unlike Caroline, she was willing to speak up about it. "I have to pay a babysitter just to come to these meetings," Jessica said. "And it's not like I can just leave work in the middle of the day to come to the school to help out."
"I had to hire a babysitter, too," Mary Kate said. "So did Pauline," she added, gesturing to the blond, bangled woman to her right. "I'm guessing that a lot of people here tonight had to do the same. We're all making sacrifices, and we certainly appreciate yours, Jess. I just worry that some are sacrificing more than their fair share."
What Mary Kate didn't say — what she didn't need to say since everyone in the room already knew perfectly well — was that she and Pauline needed babysitters tonight because their husbands were in Myrtle Beach on their biannual golf outing.
Jessica Trent's husband was a security guard in a downtown parking garage.
"I'm not saying that some aren't helping more than others," Jessica said. "Just that people might already be helping as much as they can, given their circumstances."
"I'm sure that's the case for some," Mary Kate said. "And I don't want this to go on too long or sound combative. I'm just saying that in the spirit of volunteerism, perhaps you should all ask yourselves if you could be doing more. And if you can't, at least offer a word or two of thanks to the people in the room who are bearing the heaviest loads. A little appreciation can go a long way. That's all. But thank you for the feedback, Jessica. Appreciated as always."
Mary Kate looked down at the agenda, ready to move on, when Jessica spoke again. "You're looking for a thank-you?"
"Excuse me?" Mary Kate asked.
"You want us to thank you?"
"No," Mary Kate said, dismissing the notion with a wave of her hand. "I was just saying that some people might be doing a lot, and I worry that they may feel a little underappreciated."
At this, Pauline cleared her throat. "If you're the first to arrive and the last to leave at every event, you start to wonder where everyone else is."
"But I also understand that it's beyond some people's means to do more," Mary Kate said. "I get that. We all have our own personal struggles. But giving a little more might not be beyond the reach for everyone. And we could at least make sure that those who are able to help out the most feel appreciated for the time that they give. It's not easy for any of us. I know. This is hard work."
"Yes, it is," Pauline said.
The five women flanking Mary Kate nodded.
Caroline's gaze shifted to Jessica, who looked small and alone. "Sure," she said, her head hanging a little bit lower than before. "I just don't want anyone feeling bad about not being able to do more. Some people might not seem to be giving a lot, but they might be giving more than you could imagine. I'd hate for them to feel bad for not doing more —"
"Well, you know what Eleanor Roosevelt said," Mary Kate cut in. "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
Pauline nodded.
Jessica appeared to shrink on her stool. Her hands came together on her lap, like a scolded schoolgirl.
"Wouldn't you agree, Jessica?" Mary Kate asked.
That's when Caroline rose from her seat. That was when she lost her composure. That was when Caroline Jacobs said fuck.

* * *
By the time she and Tom were pulling into the driveway, Caroline was weighing her options. She knew she needed a strategy. Damage control, Tom would call it. It would require a formal letter of apology to the PTO for her "unfortunate, regrettable, and inappropriate language." Probably a personal apology as well. Caroline could do that. She could muster a face-to-face I'm sorry without much trouble. She'd been doing passive, disingenuous things all her life. What was one more?
It was true. Passive was the word that described Caroline best. It was almost her way of life. Avoid conflict at all costs. Be aggressively agreeable whenever possible. Fly under the radar. Don't stir the pot. Acquiesce and move on from difficult situations as quickly as possible, preferably with a smile. These were her mantras. Even her job as a photographer placed Caroline in a passive position, behind the lens, out of the shot, far away from the scene. Lift the camera, peer through the viewfinder, and be instantly transported from any uncomfortable moment to a tiny, encapsulated world. Caroline had been doing this her entire life. Dodging and weaving. Ducking and disengaging. Anything to go unnoticed. Unseen.
But now something else was happening that she didn't quite understand. There was something in the pit of her stomach that she had never felt before. Smoldering embers that had been waiting to be lit for years.
Caroline knew that she should apologize. She knew that she would apologize. But a part of her was rebelling against this notion. Part of her — a new part — was almost refusing to even consider an apology. Part of her was still reveling in that PTO moment.
Tonight's events, and the confluence of circumstances that had led up to them, had ignited a fire within her that she didn't think possible. Yes, it was only a flicker, not quite a flame, nevertheless Caroline suspected that it wouldn't take much for it to burst into a roaring bonfire. She could feel it right there, just waiting to ignite.
She wasn't sure if she should be excited or terrified by the prospect.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Tom asked, pulling back the curtains and letting sunlight fall upon the bed. Caroline turned away.
"Not now," she said. "Okay?"
Okay. Caroline had been using that word, phrased as a question, as a means of garnering approval for most of her life. It had become a habit of sorts — her mother had pointed it out on more than one occasion — and though it had never really bothered her, the word suddenly felt rotten in her mouth.
For the first time in her life, it felt wrong.
"I'll see you later then," Tom said. He leaned over and kissed her. "Have a good morning."
As she brushed her teeth and pulled her dark hair back into a ponytail, Caroline's thoughts returned to the events of the previous evening. It had been ages since she had allowed her emotions to get the best of her. She honestly couldn't remember the last time. This was in large part due to her desire to avoid or diminish any situation where she or anyone else might become emotional. Caroline specialized in the suffering of tiny indignities in silence. Not complaining when the woman in the drive-thru handed her a three-quarters-filled cup of coffee. Pretending not to notice when someone cut in front of her at the pharmacy. Never once sending a single food item back at a single restaurant for fear of upsetting ... well, anybody.
But there were big things, too. Like agreeing with Tom to have only one child when their original plan was for two. Deciding not to open a photography studio even though she always dreamed of a place of her own. Allowing people like Mary Kate Dinali to walk all over her.
Maybe all of this had finally led her to a breaking point. Maybe she had simply uttered one too many Okay?s
Pushing these thoughts aside, Caroline donned a robe and headed down to breakfast. Her heart sank halfway down the staircase at the tinkle of silver on porcelain coming from the kitchen. This was immediately followed by shame.


Matthew, it’s been a while. Welcome back to The Reading Frenzy!
Tell my readers about your new novel, The Perfect Comeback of Caroline Jacobs.
At its heart, this is the story about how our past continues to influence our lives long after we thought those days were dead and buried. Caroline Jacobs is a 40-something woman who finds herself deeply dissatisfied with her life, and through a confluence of events, traces her dissatisfaction back to a moment in childhood that set her life slightly off course. A friend did a terrible thing to her, and even though she was 16 at the time, this slight deviation in course landed her in a far different place than she originally imagined over the course of a lifetime. This is the case for Caroline. So in a moment of unexpected insanity, Caroline decides to return to her hometown and confront the friend who she should’ve confronted so long ago.  

Wow, Kirkus saysHeartwarming and often darkly humorous, this road trip for vengeance fairly cries out for filming.” What do you think about this possibility?
I love the idea! When I write novels, I see them cinematically in my mind’s eye, and right from the start of this book, my agent thought this book had film potential. Having all of my books currently under option for film or movie, though, I have learned not to hold my breath and just keep writing my books.

You’ve in fact received many glowing reviews, congratulations. And the NY Post named The Perfect Comeback of Caroline Jacobs one of their must reads books of the week. Do you like reading your reviews or do you cringe at the prospect?
I love reading reviews. The positive reviews serve as confidence boosters, which I always appreciate, but even the not-so-positive reviews are helpful, especially if I am able to detect a pattern in the criticism. My first two books were very well reviewed, for example, but when there was a complaint, it was that the books were slow to start. I learned that this is a problem with my writing and have sought to correct it as a result. I never understand authors who don’t read reviews. Ignoring data makes no sense to me, even if that data isn’t what you were hoping to see.

Holy Cow Matthew, you're a novelist, a playwright, a life coach, a blogger, a wedding DJ, a minister, and you and your wife run a storytelling organization.
My lovely daughter has a manic personality and she tells me the more she has to do the better for her. Does this describe you, or do you literally fall into bed every night from sheer exhaustion?
Your daughter and I would get along well. I am rarely tired, and I despise sleep. I don’t know if I’m manic, but I don’t stop moving. A couple of near-death experiences, combined with a horrific robbery, have left me with a persistent existential crisis and the need to make the most of every day. So I make decisions based upon what I think the 100 year-old deathbed version of myself would want from me.
So when a musician asks if I want to write a musical with him, I want to say no. I’m too busy already, and I don’t like musicals all that much. I wouldn’t know where to start.  But the 100 year old version of me says, “Hell yes! Give it a try! Someday you’ll be stuck in a bed somewhere, and no one will want anything from you!”
Three years and a rock opera and two musicals later and I couldn’t be happier.
So many of the things I have done in my life began with grudging agreement and ended up making me happier than I ever thought possible. I don’t have time to watch much television, and I don’t sleep much, and I am often eating on the run, but those are things I can do when I’m 100. 

When you last visited in 2013 when my on-line reading group read and discussed your novel, Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend, you said you’d just finished writing this novel. Does it always take so long from finished product to release or was there some other reason for the delay on this one?
It normally takes about a year from the finished product to publication. In 2013 I had finished my draft of the novel, but revisions slowed the process a bit. My previous novels were much closer to being ready for publication upon completion of the draft. This one just needed more work. 

Matthew I love your blog and am in fact subscribed so as to not miss any posts because your humor, insight and Joie de vivre shine through every post and get me through not just the mundane days but the tough ones too. You mentioned in our last conversation that it's the place you use as an outlet for your random, incomplete and inconsequential daily thoughts. Does this still ring pretty true?
It’s still true. One day you might read a post about my writing process, and the next day you’ll read something about one of my children, and the next you could be reading an essay on the nature of religion. I use the blog as my dumping ground for thoughts, ideas, and pieces that don’t feel robust or compelling enough to pitch to a magazine or newspaper. It also serves as my warm-up every morning. It’s my chance to ease into the writing process before I turn to the book I’m working on that day.
It’s also a great way to stay in constant contact with readers. I publish a book every year or two, so in between those books, readers can drop by for my latest thoughts, adventures, or abject failures. I like to think that I’m remaining present in their minds until the next book arrives.   

You not only tell stories on paper but in fact love getting up in front of an audience and tell stories and you’ve been doing it since 2011.
You’re performances are wonderful! Does being in front of a live audience make you nervous?
I don’t get nervous. I sometimes wish I would because nervousness is endearing, but the combination of a 20-year career as a wedding DJ and a healthy amount of self-confidence (occasionally bordering on arrogance) allows me to take the stage and feel great every time. I’m lucky. Most people are bravely conquering nerves when they take the stage. I’m just a guy who likes to talk.

I’ve included the one called No Santa for my readers to enjoy. To see more click the link to Matthew’s website below and hit the storytelling button.

Matthew what are you writing now?
I’m working on a lot of projects. When someone asks me how I handle writer’s block, I laugh. If you give yourself a bunch of projects to work on, then you’ll never suffer from writer’s block ever again. If I get stuck on one book, I just move to the next.
So currently, I’m working hard on my next novel. That’s my main thrust. But I also have another novel that I’ve been picking at for a couple years, and an unconventional novel that I’ve almost finished. I’m also working on a book of personal essays based upon some of the stories that I’ve told on stage, a memoir, a handful of picture books, and a book on storytelling.
There’s always something to write.

Thanks so much for taking the time to chat with me today. Good luck with the new novel (movie?).
Are you attending any events/signings with this release?
Yes. Many. If you go to the appearances tab on my website, you’ll see all of the dates and places where I’ll be speaking, and I’m adding dates all the time. Come out for one if I’m in your area. I never read from my novel, because that’s boring. Instead, I tell stories from my life as an author, recommend books, encourage odd and inappropriate questions from the audience, give out prizes, and sign books. I promise that you’ll have a lot of fun.

My Review

In Matthew Dicks latest release he takes a mundane PTO meeting and turns it into a fantastic catalyst for his page-turning morality tale. He uses his brilliant sometimes acerbic, sometimes subtle humor, his insightful metaphoric dialogue and his amazing quirky characters to once again showcase his extraordinary storytelling ability. But what he does the best is to make his readers feel part of the story as we laugh, cry and empathize with the players in his adventure.

When mild-mannered, shy Caroline Jacobs dropped the F-bomb during the Parent Teacher Organization meeting no one was more surprised than she was. When the very next day her daughter Polly attacks another student in Caroline’s defense as a direct result of that outburst she knows she has to take action. And that action means her return to her hometown, her high-school nemesis, the foreboding event that changed her life and the experience that was ultimate reason for her unlikely behavior. Not sure she can keep the bravado she opts to take Polly along for courage and moral support and without so much as a change of clothes they head out on a nine-hour drive, Caroline hoping to put to rest the ghosts of her past.

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Matthew Dicks is the author of the novels Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend, Something Missing and Unexpectedly, Milo, and the upcoming The Perfect Comeback of Caroline Jacobs. His novels have been translated into more than 25 languages worldwide, and his most recent is an international bestseller. He is also the author of the rock opera The Clowns and the musical Caught in the Middle. He is a columnist for Seasons magazine and has published work in The Hartford Courant, The Huffington Post, and The Christian Science Monitor. When not hunched over a computer screen, he fills his days as an elementary school teacher, a storyteller, a blogger, a wedding DJ, a minister, a life coach, and a Lord of Sealand. He is a former West Hartford Teacher of the Year and a finalist for Connecticut Teacher of the Year.

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