Happy Independence Day!
Okay, so it’s a little early to be wishing everyone a happy Fourth of July. I’m having carpal-tunnel surgery on my left wrist on June 27, so I’m catching up ahead of time. If that makes any sense.
Regarding
June’s give-away, Bam-Bam, my winner-picking wiener dog, has selected the
winners of June’s contest, in which I’m giving away copies of some Mercy
Allcutt books. They are:
LOST
AMONG THE ANGELS, which goes to Carol Goerz;
ANGELS
OF MERCY, which goes to Lisa Brooks;FALLEN ANGELS (winner of the Arizona/New Mexico Book of the Year award in 2012. I’m not a contest-enterer as a rule, but this one cracked me up. New Mexico & literacy don’t normally end up in sentences together. That’s not very nice, is it? Oh, well), which goes to Donna Durnell; and
THANKSGIVING ANGELS, which goes to Mary Ann Hopper.
At the end of July, I’ll give away … I dunno. Let me see here. Okay, the book will be SPIRITS UNITED. I’ll give away four copies of that one, in which a librarian is murdered! By, needless to say, a dastardly fiend. But Sam Rotondo and Daisy save the day. Well, not for the murdered librarian, but for other would-be victims of the villain.
When
I recover from having my left wrist operated on, the surgeon will fix the right
wrist. I’m actually looking forward to this, because I’ve had trouble with
carpal-tunnel syndrome for … oh, I don’t know. Twenty or thirty years or
thereabouts. It’s past time to get my wrists un-crimped. Maybe my handwriting
will improve! It used to be kind of pretty, but now, what with arthritis and
carpal tunnel, my writing looks rather like that of a spider on meth.
On
to the good stuff. Last month I told everyone Peter Brandvold (Mean Pete, as he
prefers to be called) gave me one of his characters, Lou Prophet, former bounty
hunter, to play with in SHAKEN SPIRITS, my next Daisy Gumm Majesty book. This
is probably the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me, writerishly speaking.
Of course, when Mean Pete writes about Lou in his books set the 1880s, Lou is a
young man in his late twenties or early thirties. When Daisy gets hold of him,
he’s in his seventies, has lost a leg in an accident involving (naturally)
wimmin and booze, and is living in the Odd Fellows Home of Christian Charity in
Pasadena, CA. He’s craggy, slightly grumpy, still good-looking for an old guy, and
I absolutely love him!
Mean
Pete’s next Lou Prophet book, BLOOD AT SUNDOWN, will be released by Kensington
in August of this year. I hope everyone goes out and buys a copy or three.
Here’s a picture of Lou Prophet as a young, womanizing, and incredibly handsome
man. I’m including a link so you can buy Mean Pete’s book. I didn’t get to edit
this book, but I trust Mean Pete’s Kensington editor. A little:
Thank
you!
