$0.99 Sale on De Novo Syndrome!

DeNovoSyndromecoversmallStart reading the DMB Files for only $0.99.

For the next few days, May 1st-3rd, DE NOVO SYNDROME will be available for $0.99. This three day sale is in celebration of the release of Desert Gods, the second novel of the DMB Files. So why $0.99 instead of free? Well, for a handful of reasons, free promotional events are losing their effectiveness. They no longer drive books up the rankings in ebook stores like Amazon, etc. And in most cases, the readers who are uploading free books tend to read only free books. In other words, they would prefer to wait around until the next book in the series is offered for free, rather than going out to buy it. $0.99 is the new free!!!

So, on that note…

DE NOVO SYNDROME will be on sale for $0.99 May 1st-3rd!!!

Available at AmazonBarnes and Noble and Kobo Books. If you insist on paying the full $2.99, just wait until May 4th! The sale is for ebooks only, but De Novo is available in paperback as well, from Amazon.

BookBub is one of the key sites that will be advertising this promotional. If you are constantly looking for books on sale for cheap or free within your favorite genres, I recommend signing up. They will send you a daily email with the books that fall within your perimeters. I have found the site to be a quality, professional service.

Finally, you can always spread the word about De Novo Syndrome to anyone else you think would be a fan. (just share this post!) Keep your fingers crossed that this promo will be the perfect boost for the expanding series. Above all, enjoy the show!

Pubit! Finally Replaced by Nook Press

screen shot of Nook PressBarnes and Noble has finally replaced their modest (I’m being kind) self-publishing platform with an all new and better titled one. Thus Nook Press enters the world about one year too late.

Congratulations, B&N. You have finally produced a practical and functional pubbing platform. Don’t pop the cork. I still like Kobo’s Writing Life and Amazon’s KDP better. But at least you’re in the same ballpark…finally.

I attempted to update a price on one of my titles today using Nook Press, and it actually seemed to work. That’s an improvement from the last couple of times I tried and failed with Pubit! (And now the name of your platform doesn’t sound like a frog vocalization!) [Read more...]

The Hunger Games Go “Green”

Just for Fun!

Just for Fun!

In a manner of speaking. Even more exciting, the DMB Files universe is expanding into young adult dystopian literature (similar to The Hunger Games) with my latest project, The Green Ones. For those of you who are new to the DMB Files, or have lost track (I’m shifty, I’ll admit), The Green Ones marks the third separate series of stories colluding within the same fictional universe (alongside the DMB Files and the Lost DMB Files).

While the Lost DMB Files sport a pulpy/punk flavor and range between 1912 and 1930, the DMB Files take on a sci-fi/fantasy thriller edge and push into the near future. Soon these two series will be joined by a dystopian crossover serial. The Green Ones will run concurrently with the DMB Files, but…with a twist. (Sorry, I’d hate to spoil the surprise for you. But if you’ve read De Novo Syndrome and Desert Gods, you know where this is going.) Here is a bit more as far as product description for The Green Ones: [Read more...]

99 Authors, 99 Books, 99 Cents

99 Books, 99 authors, 99 centsThis promotional contains some really great books by both well known authors and some lessor so (like me). For anyone looking to add a few more worthy titles to their holiday reading, or anyone looking for some ebook gift ideas for other readers they know, have a look around: http://buymereadme.com/ (feel free to spread the word!)

The sale is for December 21st only!!!

The promotional is also giving away nearly a $1000 worth of prizes, so that’s not such a bad thing either. (Note: this is a Kindle store promotion.)

Some of the titles I recommend:

breaking SteeleCadaver Blues

Lonely MilePentecostPyxisArsonThe Austin Job

 

 

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Why the World Didn’t End Yesterday

A bit premature, I know. But hey, I’m with NASA on this one.

Microwave Auditory Effect: Uncle Sam Says

Warning of microwavesHeard any voices in your head lately? I know I sure have.

While I’m fairly sure mine are simply the result of the sort of self-willed madness we writers invite upon ourselves in the name of creativity (I’m winning three separate arguments with myself even as I type), your voices could be another result of government interference.

And I’m not talking about the oppressive polity of overly-bored and underly-creative legislators. No, this time I’m talking about the microwave portion of the electromagnetic radiation spectrum. Who knew, but during the cold war the United States government funded research that revealed it was possible to deliver audible clicks and noises directly into the human head via microwaves.

The phenomena has been labeled the microwave auditory effect or the Frey effect, named after the researcher, Allen H. Frey.

Nothing sinister yet, but we all know that everything during the Cold War was most certainly taken to sinister extremes only to be covered up and disavowed by Ronald Reagan (conveniently effected by his own administration’s mind ray). [Read more...]

What Raw Brain Juices Read Like

flying bulletThis might be a bad idea, but hey, it wouldn’t be the first and won’t be the last. Anywho, for my blog post today I’m blessing you fine readers with an example of what the unrefined fiction goo looks like while it is still fresh on the digital page. Why? You might ask?

  • Reason One: It might be fun to see another step of the process.
  • Reason Two: Maybe it will prick your curiosity.
  • Reason Three: I’m behind schedule on writing blog posts.

Just this last week I’ve started on the first draft of my next novel. Without any set-up or background, here is a snippet (context is overrated):

The second figure I had tried to shoot held me by my belt at eye level. He revealed the palm of his hand, holding it open inches in front of me. A 9mm bullet lie there, glistening. He choked, struggling to breath before huffing a clot of phlegm into my face.

Where was I? Who? I fumbled between realities. In one world a blistering, hot wind scoured my face with sand. In the other an isopropanol solution stung my eyes. The man starring at me blurred between a craggy-faced red-eyed demon and a bland cubical-drone performing his duties without emotion. “Do I know you?”

The red-eyed man laughed. “We’ve met, once.”

I blinked droplets of isopropanol and detergent from my eyes. Thirty-two seconds. Tossing me upward, the drone spun. Instantaneously he caught me with a roundhouse kick to the chest. I felt every aspect of the kick, experienced the expenditure of every ounce of energy required to generate it… and more. I saw its color as light bent around the moving foot. I heard the red-eyed man’s laughter, tasted what he had for breakfast—salted fish and black coffee, arabica.

I floated, ascending slowly toward the ceiling. The drone followed through the kick with angry efficiency. Then transferring the shiny bullet from left hand to right he propelled it forward like a pitcher toward home plate.

Droplets of solution shattered and spiraled clear of the bullet’s path before collapsing in its wake. Marisol.

I smashed into the ceiling as her taught body jerked, her finger twitching on the trigger. She resisted the reality, forcing her mind to reject the misfiring signals from the region around the bullet wound.

“Marisol!”

I felt the river rising. I felt the torrent stealing me away.

“Marisol.”

My mind’s screen blanked, all of me now subsumed in the background. Jim Buckner dead, gone, disappeared. Blackness.

That about sums it up. Now you won’t even need to read the book! (Just kidding.)