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New Release...'CHILDHUNT' Psychological Thriller

18/4/2013

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Good Morning Peepsickles!

Today I am excited and thrilled to announce the release of the 5th Diana Rivers psychological thriller, 'CHILDHUNT'. I've been bombarded by friends and followers over the last couple of months, asking me when the latest book is due out and I can now say - here it is!

I thoroughly enjoyed writing this murder mystery and I'm sure you'll enjoy it too. Here is a short book description, and if you're tempted to treat yourself or a loved one to a copy,  then all the Amazon book links are below. It will be available on Smashwords, KOBO, APPLE and B & N in the next few days. ENJOY, and thank you, everyone for your fab support! I really appreciate it.

Faithx

CHILDHUNT

Two weeks before Christmas. The villagers of Agios Mamas, in Cyprus, are preparing for the season's festivities. Without warning terror strikes the heart of the village.

Two small children disappear...without trace... the frantic search is on. Who has been stalking the family for the last six years and knows their every move?

Why has this family been targeted? What is the kidnappers ultimate goal? Will local author and amateur sleuth, Diana Rivers and CID Police Superintendent, Adam Lovell find the children in time?

Join Diana and her friends as they try to unravel the horrific nightmare which has hit the sleepy little village.

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ENT Bargain Book of the Day, The Seeds of Time

2/4/2013

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Hi Peepsickles!

I'm delighted that The Seeds of Time is today's Bargain book of the Day on ENT! At just 99c or 75p or 63 euro cents for the next 36 hours only!

So if you haven't read this novel (which I have to confess is one of my favourites and possibly the best I've written!) then please take advantage of this special offer now. Here is a quick description of the book with two sample reviews below. Many thanks for dropping by.

Faithx

This intensely romantic yet realistic action and adventure novel spans two generations and the unimaginable gulf between the Second World War and the present.

When Englishman Richard Barker suffers a devastating loss he learns to come to terms with his grief. He is helped by two beautiful women, newly discovered quiet and smouldering American, Sorrel and the tempestuous and wilful, Miranda an old flame from long ago.

While Richard is battling with his feelings, by chance he enters into the dark, often surreal world of his dead father's past life spent during the Second World War. It is Sorrel's Grandfather, an American Air Force pilot, who contacts Richard with some intriguing news which helps Richard to his senses.

Richard lives in a world that is sometimes as tragic as A Farewell to Arms and as sensuous as The English Patient. His story and that of his father are crafted from the ruins of war and the indestructibility of love. The action is non-stop, the locations are intriguing and the characters are appealing. There is tension, romance and harrowing escapes all woven within a story that captures the imagination and keeps the reader guessing until the very end.

Will Richard find inner peace and love?

Praise for The Seeds of Time:
"This is a story of romance, bravery, determination, survival, heartbreak
and joy, all poignantly and convincingly conveyed. Richard's compelling
desire to discover the horror of his reticent father's experiences
bring with it regrets and touching recollections of his relationship
with him. All perfectly blended, well balanced and served up with
Faith's usual clarity. There is a clue in the title--Book 1 indicates
there's a Book 2--and there's a gentle little teaser to tempt you on."

"Another incredible story from Faith Mortimer riddled with suspense, intrigue
and action. There are not enough words to express how much I love her work. Just when you think the characters have no way out, the twists
take the book in a whole new direction. LOVE IT!!"
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A little taster...of chapter 5

4/5/2012

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  Good Day!

I don't know but if you're like me, then your days and weeks are absolutely whizzing past this year. So fast I can hardly keep up with the day to day things, let alone get on with that most important item of all...writing! I have two novels with my editor (fingers-crossed she'll like them and sign them off) and I'm 12,000 words into my work in progress - another mystery murder set in The Cotswold Hills in England. But just lately my website had been sadly ignored. I've interviewed other writers, spoken about certain writing aspects for starters - but I don't think I've ever posted sample chapters of my novels on here. So! Here is a sample from my best-selling novel The Assassins Village. I do hope you enjoy it and many thanks for stopping by.

Have a great weekend and make sure you have some time to yourself!!

Faithx


The Assassins' Village Chapter 5. Sunday 29th.
 

Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

Macbeth. Act 1 Scene 3

Leaning against the old china sink, Sonja drank her second glass of ice-cold water. She normally walked her dogs in the cool of the early morning, but today she somehow could not get herself together. She had not slept well during the hot and airless night, and just as the first grey light had spread over the hillside opposite, she had fallen into a deep troubled slumber. When Leslie woke her a little later, asking when she might or might not be preparing breakfast, he had found that she was annoyed, as she’d overslept for the first time in years.

‘You might have woken me before now,’ she grumbled, tossing the crumpled and damp bed sheet to one side. ‘Now I’m all behind, and the dogs haven’t had their early walk,’ she paused at the end of their bed in an accusatory stance.

Leslie eyed her with a rather baleful expression that could have meant anything. He twitched the sheet to recover his legs and picked up the book he had been reading. He had been in the mood for sex earlier, but he knew what the answer would have been if he had suggested it. Her and her annoying, damn dogs. These days she had little time to spare for him. Apart from the animals, she spent hours working in the garden and the rest in the kitchen. Her passion was making the most lavish of iced cakes, which she sold to a baker’s shop in Episkopi.

Sonja gave an exasperated sigh, before flouncing off towards the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Leslie gave a little spiteful smile. He was out of sorts himself for these past few days. It was time for someone else to feel irritated with life.

Glancing out of the nearby window Leslie saw that the sun had climbed halfway up into the sky. Already, he could feel the promise of another scorching day. Another ten minutes and it would be too hot to lie in bed. The sound of the telephone brought him out of his reverie; it was early for friends to call despite a Cypriot day starting at first light. Slightly puzzled, Leslie lifted the receiver and listened.

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Sonja hadn’t noticed it was yet another beautiful and sunny day. Leslie’s sudden announcement that the police were planning on paying them – no him, let us get that straight, a visit later that morning had placed her mind in a whirl. She could not begin to imagine what they could possibly want with Leslie. He had done nothing wrong that she knew of, except been extremely late in taxing the car again. As usual he had misplaced the renewal paperwork, and being a complete computer dinosaur, he hadn’t yet mastered the art of doing it over the Internet despite everyone saying how convenient and simple it was.

Leslie said that the policeman was adamant. He wanted to speak to Leslie, and would around eleven o’clock be convenient? On a Sunday as well!

Shortly after eleven, the doorbell to the courtyard rang and Sonja opened it to face two men dressed in suits. One was short and swarthy with a badly pitted olive complexion. His mother had obviously never heard of acne treatment when he had been in his teens. He was about forty-ish, had a receding hairline, and looked grumpy.  The younger man was tall and rangy; his dark brown eyes were alert, probably never missing a thing. Sonja felt him staring deeply as the older man addressed her, and despite the sun, could not help suppressing a shiver.

‘Kuria Flowers? I am Inspector Andreas Christopopodolou and this is my colleague Sergeant Yiannis Loukiades. I believe your husband is expecting us, yes?’

Sonja took the dry outstretched hand in front of her. Later, she wished she had never been there to receive them. That she had never met the two policemen who were so polite to her. But above all, she wished she had never learnt the reason why they had cause to visit her husband in the first place.

How could he the stupid fool?

For years, she had known about his past affairs with other, prettier women. But to have the police involved in something that was so scandalous, and sordid. At first she refused to understand what they were saying. When they interviewed Leslie she couldn’t believe her ears. It must be all a ghastly mistake? The woman must be partly to blame evidently. Those who wore short skirts and low-necked blouses were nothing short of being common surely? Her mind whirled with all sorts of questions as she listened to what they had to say.

As soon as the supercilious inspector and his observant sergeant had left their house and were out of earshot Sonja turned to Leslie in a rage.

‘How dare you! It’s bad enough that I have had to put up with your affairs over the years, but now this. They accused you of pestering her! Do you know how serious that is? And what if our so-called friends and neighbours get to find out, eh? Can you imagine the mileage they’ll get out of it?’ she hissed at him. ‘What were you thinking of? You’re nothing but an ageing Lothario and a bloody stupid one at that.’

Sonja’s voice took on an edge that was bordering on the hysterical. She persisted in shouting at him. Her body shook with anger. Her usually pale eyes darkened as she worked herself up into a fury; her face suffused a mottled red. As much as Leslie was used to her often-short outbursts of temper, he appeared taken aback by the hate and venom that showed in the stiff rigid lines of her body and face. Never, had he seen her so angry. In order to diffuse the situation he attempted to make light of the matter.

‘Sonja, Sonja calm down. I tell you it’s all a little misunderstanding. I haven’t been near her at all. Okay, I admit I was attracted to her, once upon a time, but that’s all it was, just a slight attraction to a pretty woman. We enjoyed a mutual flirtation. That is all. Believe me. Nothing happened. Honestly.’

‘Do you really expect me to believe all that, that bullshit? I heard what the police said. They wouldn’t have come here if she hadn’t made some sort of complaint about you. I know she is the last of your tarts in a long line of your “little lapses in marital harmony”. As if that is not enough! You are a bloody liar! You couldn’t leave her alone, like all the others, another one of your “horizontals”. Except this time, you couldn’t take the hint when she told you to leave her alone. That it was all off. Oh no, not you.’

‘I’ve told you the police have it all wrong,’ he whined in a conciliatory tone as if he was just realising she was going to make this difficult for him. ‘It’s all been blown out of proportion, believe me.’

‘That’s half the trouble. I don’t bloody believe you. Leslie, why would they have bothered to come all this way? It’s a good half an hour from Limassol. No. You’re lying again, only this time you’ve gone too far. You’ve probably terrified the little harlot and a good thing too, she should have known better. She should have kept her hands off someone else’s husband. God knows there are enough single men on this island for her to pick and choose from.’

‘She’s not a harlot,’ Leslie said quietly. ‘You’ve always liked Tilly before.’

Sonja could not stop herself. Before she knew what she was doing she had hit Leslie hard across the mouth. ‘Don’t you dare mention that woman’s name to me,’ she screeched, her Scottish accent becoming more pronounced. ‘Get out. Get out before I throw you out. I’ve a good mind to anyway. I’ve had enough. This is the final straw.’

Leslie reeled back from the force of her hand. An angry red mark was livid across his left cheek and his lower lip was bleeding from where Sonja’s ring had torn his unprotected skin. He looked astounded at her violence; a cold nasty glint appeared in his eyes. He drew himself up, a threatening look upon his face. ‘I doubt that. I doubt that very much. You’re forgetting My Lady, that I own this house. It’s in my name only. Likewise, the same will apply when we eventually move to our new one next month. So don’t you ever forget it,’ he withdrew a cotton handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed at his split lip before continuing. ‘No, my dear. Remember, I call the final tune,’ his rejoinder was accompanied with a spiteful malicious smile.

‘You’re a total bastard! I hate you!’ she spat at him.

‘Maybe, but while I’m alive, I’m the one that calls the tune. As I’ve said before you’ve nothing without my say so. And you know what they say about hate being akin to love.’

‘You’re nothing but a-a, fucking power freak,’ she replied shakily.

‘Oh, you can talk,’ he said, putting his handkerchief away. ‘I’m going out now for a walk. It’ll give you time to think about your position and let you calm down. Go and try to repair your face. Crying doesn’t make you in the slightest bit attractive.’

Sonja could not believe he could be so horrible, so completely thoughtless and cold. She watched him as he cockily crossed the tiled floor of the dining room. He picked up a straw hat and placed it jauntily on his head. Without bothering to give her another look he flung open the door to the outside. The blazing sunshine streamed into the room, dust motes whirling in the draught. Seemingly, without a care in the world, he sauntered down onto the cobbled lane that led to their usual walk along the lower track.

Still standing where he had left her, Sonja began to shake uncontrollably. She knew not why, but found she couldn’t stop. She shook with anger and shock. Her legs felt wobbly and she could not move. She was annoyed with herself for letting it come to this. Furious with him for the distress it caused her. Most of all, she was livid because he did in fact hold all the cards. He was right; he did own the house. She possessed very little money of her own, a small pension and a few savings. He had not wanted her to have a career. Leslie preferred her to stay at home and provide all the comforts he desired. All their time together she had been forced to accept his domination over her. She hadn’t noticed it at first, during their early and happier years. Later she began to resent his control. Once he died – and he was nearly twenty years older than she – then his will stated that the house would become hers. There was not a lot to look forward to until then.

Not until she was free of him.

Sonja finally realised. It had taken something like this for the reality to sink in. A tear escaped her eye and then another. Damn him! Damn him to hell. She traced Leslie’s footsteps over to the outer door and took hold of it to close it. Before she could do so however, a shadow fell across her and she looked up to see Alicia standing there.



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There's reviews...and there's reviews.

24/4/2012

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There’s reviews…and there’s reviews.

The subject of reviews and what makes a good qualified review has troubled me for some time (probably ever since I started receiving them on my own books!) Now I’m not about to start a whinge over my own book reviews as on the whole I’m very grateful for those readers who take the time to read and write reviews and in the main my reviews are looking good.
And I’m the same as many authors and look forward to the next review. But sometimes I really wonder about some of those so-called ‘reviewers’.

When above all else the purpose of a review is not to caress the author’s ego or put them down. A review is written so readers can ascertain the calibre of a book. By being given information and opinions on the book readers can make their own decision on whether they might want to buy and read that book.
So what should a reader look out for in a review? I know what I like to see included and below I’ve mentioned a few of my favourites.


First, I want to know that the genre is one I want to read. If it’s a genre I hate then I won’t read it, no matter how many 5 stars the review is given. The only exception here is when the book is remarkably different from others in its genre – then I might be tempted.

I like a brief description of the plot – just a few lines will do to hook me if it’s written well.

If the book is based on murder then it should say how blood thirsty the book is. Some people hate lurid scenes, some adore all that gore. I for one don’t. Other topics that should be mentioned in a review is whether there is religion, strong sex, politics and or distasteful subjects such as child molesting. To not include scenes like this might incur bad reviews from a purchaser. If I buy a book with good reviews then I want to know that I’m not going to be disappointed by reading some topics that are taboo for me. However, if some scenes such as I’ve mentioned do in fact further the plot then mention that too. As a reviewer, everyone has different likes and opinions. Someone you like/dislike may work in entirely the opposite way for another reader.


I believe a review should include something that stands out and is not mentioned in either another review or from the synopsis/book description. This might be the style of writing, the gentle humour or a quirky character which adds to the story.


I always think it’s nice if you can recommend this book to certain people – adults who like horror, romance, or which age groups it will apply to. If there is something that is going to be hated by some people then mention this and why, without giving the whole plot and story away


If the book is part of a series, then you can compare this with the others. Likewise if the writer has written other books, say how their characters and story flow (or not). Has the writer developed both characters and plot-line?


I like to know if I’m going to be hooked from the beginning with a fast-paced book or if I’m going to be drawn in gradually. Am I going to be entertained, educated, amazed by the pace, action, drama, originality and can I relate to the story in any way? Is it believable?

I love it when I have finished a book and yet I can’t get it out of my head. Share if this book has affected you in any way, either in a good or bad way as both are important.


And what do I hate to see in a review and believe adds nothing of value ? All too often I see reviews written by people who believe the following points add something and yet I truly believe they do nothing.

Being downright nasty about the author. You are reviewing the book, not the author.


Using rude comments. I won’t mention any here, but we’ve all seen them and some are outrageous. If you think the book is bad then use a kind word you can use and give your reason why you think the book is bad.Giving a reason/s is vitalbecause some readers’ ideas may be completely different from yours. From the author’s side, giving reasons for dislike may help them to improve future writing, but only if your logic is solid.

Sarcasm. What does this do except show up the reviewer?


Spoilers and destroying the book’s ending. After reading a book and then writing a review because you enjoyed it, part of the purpose of that review is to help the author sell extra copies. Don’t tell future readers the whole plot and essence of the story. No one will buy the book if they already know the ending or all the exciting stuff?


When mentioning the negatives include at least one positive comment in the review. There’s usually at least one likable thing in any story and someone might buy the book, purely due to that one positive comment you’ve made.

I think many reviewers forget that they should not be trying to persuade readers to read or not read the book; instead they should be telling them what they thought of the book. This means a reader can make their own informed personal decision to buy or not buy. There is a big difference.

And if a hate a book? This is dead easy. If I really think a book is appalling then I simply don’t review it.

If it’s that bad then whatever I write, it won’t serve the purpose a review is intended to serve. Readers don’t care if I hated the book; they just want to know if they will hate it too. And essentially that’s what your review would tell them. You can try softening a review, but usually it is better to ‘walk’ away and forget about it.

As a writer I receive reviews of all sorts, good and bad. It hurts when I receive a review which clearly indicates the reader has missed the point entirely or hasn’t even read beyond the first few pages. Or I don’t know what I’m talking about – I spend weeks in research and most of my work is first-knowledge. But what really pees me off is when I read a review from someone who can’t even spell let alone write!!

But when I read a new 4 or 5 star then, wow! It really makes my day! I am after all human like the rest of us.

So, please whether you’re a reader or writer, remember you are reviewing a book not the writer, and your job is to tell future readers what you thought of the book!

I've just sent my latest manuscript off to my editor, so fingers crossed she likes it and gives me the go ahead to publish hopefully next month!! Look out for 'Seeds of Time' and the follow-up 'Harvest'.

Happy reading everyone! And thanks for dropping in once again. Take care

Faithx






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Children of The Plantation ~ and the last Summer

11/9/2011

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Well, that's summer over and done with. As soon as the 1st September arrives and the children are back at school it's time to make way for the autumn; leaves, rain, fog and colds!

This summer has been an up and down time. Early summer was amazing with some great sales, July was slower and quite frankly if I needed to rely on my August sales then I'd be a whole lot slimmer!

Needless to say I've been very busy over the past couple of months. In July I wrote a short story, (The Bamboo Mirror) which is about 9500 words. Following this I knuckled down and wrote a short story collection,Echoes of Life and Love which incidentally does include The Bamboo Mirror. This collection is about 25,500 words in all - and I've just added another to the same collection making it even more good value! I used to pooh-pooh short stories but actually they are a valuable tool. Where else can you get a good look at the different styles and content that your favourite author might write in? It is also a perfect exercise in which a writer can hone their skills, putting everything into a small piece of work; characters, good prose, description and an actual story.
So I'm a changed person ~ short stories are good!

Now we're into September and things have changed. My sales have picked up ~ yippee! ~ and already I've sold more this month than during the whole of August (9th Sep). So here's hoping that despite the coming colder and wetter months we all have some bright moments.

I've finally finished my new novel, Children of The Plantation. It's with my editor - who said and I quote, "it was a pleasure to read" -  and I hope to have it published either at the end of this month or early October. There will be a paperback edition to follow the e Format. I've included a very short excerpt here.

The book is set in the present, and the 1950's and 1960's. It focuses on a family drama; love, envy, mystery and a deep dark secret. All good stuff I believe! Hope you enjoy your quick read.
If anyone would like me to notify them when the novel is available then please simply fill in the comment form. All emails will be kept private.

Thank you

Children of The Plantation.   

Prologue

Opening the kitchen door she spotted a vixen standing near the refuse bin. Hermione clapped her hands and it shot through the hedge at the bottom of the garden.

Hermione’s heart was thudding in her breast as she considered what next to do. Casting a look around, she gave thanks that the clouds scudding overhead made it a dark night. This had to be done in complete privacy.

Giving herself a mental shake she crossed the damp grass to the shed and picked up a spade. A clod of earth still clung to the sharp blade from where she’d been digging in her vegetable patch earlier that afternoon. It seemed such a long time ago now. She paused, still not completely certain she was doing the right thing. Making up her mind she walked over to the newly turned earth.

The air smelt fresh after the rain shower and a light breeze blew the mixed garden scents her way while she dug. The hole was to be small but deep, especially as she had just driven the fox off. Satisfied she stood back and peered down into the soft loamy material, a sorry place for such a pathetic bundle.

Sick at heart, but knowing they had no choice, Hermione laid down her spade and walked back into the kitchen. She picked up the tightly wrapped package and carried it outside; it weighed no more than a couple of pounds as she gently laid it down into the hole.

Covering it with fresh earth she scattered pebbles around and knelt on the grass. Had there been any other choice? Whatever were they going to tell him when the time came?

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Why these unwelcome guests? ~ Hurricane Irene

27/8/2011

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Why these unwelcome guests? ~  Hurricane Irene


Is it me? I can’t believe what’s happening these days and it’s one thing after another. I’ve just spent a wonderful ten days holiday in beautiful Turkey; great food, amazing scenery and some of the kindest and friendliest people I’ve ever met. But I come back home and…

Sometimes, I’m a coward as I dread switching on the news.

After Britain was gripped by terrifying riots, I find the constant fighting in Tripoli continues. More bodies have been found piled dead whilst Gaddafi continues his murderous grip on Libya. I despair as our boys are still coming home from Afghanistan dead and injured. Then in greater Africa there are hundreds of innocent lives being claimed every day by famine, disease and disaster. I now fear the worst every time I log onto the internet.

Today, we send our thoughts, prayers and all best wishes to all our American friends and readers. Hurricane Irene is just yet another disaster and has caused mass mandatory evacuation of low-lying areas in New York and New Jersey. Please spare a thought to all those around the world who are in precarious places.

Please everyone, take care and keep safe.

Faithx

PS I nearly forgot! On a much lighter note I’ve just finished writing my latest novel: Children of The Plantation. It’s set in the fifties and sixties Malaya. A time of intrigue, skirmishes with Indonesia, love, hate, passion and mystery. I'm doing the final edits at the moment and I hope to have the book published in e Format in September. The paperback will follow shortly for those of you who still love the smell and feel of a book. I know you’ll love this one!

Also!

The first ever INDIE BOOK BLOWOUT, LABOUR DAY– To celebrate this exciting event, I’ve reduced the price on my book ~ Echoes of Life and Death to only 99¢! From now until and including the 5th September

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