Review: With Her Fists by Henry Roi

Is it [exceptional] bad luck or being in the wrong place at the [dreadfully] wrong time?  Or a question of both?  One fateful day, Clarice Carter and her hubby, Ace, are conducting business as usual at their shop, Custom Ace, and the next they’re both in correctional facilities—for the long haul.  Who do they have to thank?  A couple of nasty, dirty cops with ties to The Teacher and a no-holds-barred cartel.

Speaking of holds, Clarice “Shocker the Fighter” Carter is a bantam-weight pugilist with numerous wins under her belt.  Being a skilled boxer comes in handy when you’re behind bars, living under conditions that go beyond trying.  But this gal’s strong and determined, and she’ll do what’s necessary to survive—and escape.

WPbookRoiABCWhen you have cellmates with names like Death Punch, Boogerilla and Tattoo Face, you know trouble can’t be far off.  With Her Fists, Henry Roi’s gritty and raw debut novel surges like a whitewater river.  The action is intense, and the details and descriptions are so thorough that you can effortlessly visualize settings and characters (some in all their scary, unsavory splendor).

The facts re boxing and tattooing create an additional layer of realness, and there’s humor, too, which helps alleviate the ugliness of correctional life (and death).

“So peanut butter and jelly with sweat pants and a side order of hand towelettes,” Eddy said.  “Thank you for choosing Fugitive King.  Please drive around to the window.”

“I want fries and a divorce with that,” Ace added.  “I’m citing ‘irreconcilable driving differences’.”

“He screamed like a girl,” Clarice informed them.  Eddy merely chuckled.  Bobby sounded like he was choking to death.

While they waited on delivery service from Fugitive King, Ace and Clarice walked down to the water.  Held hands and sat on the sand bar, fully exposed in all its smelly glory, low tide waters lapping gently against the small beach and bank connected to it.  An early morning fisherman motored his skiff out around the marsh islands a couple hundred yards in the distance, sea gulls hovering over him, man and boat silhouetted from the rising sun 93,000,000 miles behind him. 

Ace gripped her hand.  “Should I moon that guy?” he said.

Clarice looked at him, shocked, and gasped, “No!  What’s wrong with you?  Act your age, dude.”

He just smirked.  Stood and offered her his hand.  Clarice took it and gained her feet.  He bowed and kissed her fingers.

Then they turned around and exposed their glowing rear-ends to the fisherman.

With Her Fists receives a 4.5 rating (the editor in me has to deduct ½ point because of typos and inconsistencies like italics usage).

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The author, Henry Roi, was born and raised on the Mississippi Gulf Coast, and finds inspiration in its places and people.  As a GED tutor and fitness instructor, and advocate of adult education in all forms, he works one-on-one as well as on-line.  Personal interests, not surprisingly, include: tattoo art, prison reform, and auto mechanics.

This talented writer also focuses on promoting indie writers by arranging reviews, delivering media campaigns, and running blog tours.

You can find Henry on Twitter and Facebook @HenryRoiPR.

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High-Five for a Free Book

Today marks the fifth and last day to get a free copy of Debbie De Louise’s exciting five-star mystery Sea Scope.

This riveting tale revolves around Sarah, still mourning her brother’s death and lamenting the break-up of her marriage.  She decides an escape is in order—and Sea Scope, a childhood home, is the perfect retreat.  Twenty years previous, she and Glen, her brother, had come across a dead body by a lighthouse.  Back then, Sarah couldn’t comprehend why her parents had left Sea Scope so quickly … nor why her father took his life a year later.  Upon return to Sea Scope, she deals with staggering memories and messages.  Strange clues written in crayon are left by someone claiming to be her brother . . . and numerous dazing facts are revealed about that strange summer so many years past.

The universal link to the book is: mybook.to/SeaScope.

You can also find it on Amazon at: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07PPW1D41/

Please feel free to check Debbie out at these sites (I’m sure she’d love to have you visit):

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/debbie.delouise.author/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Deblibrarian

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2750133.Debbie_De_Louise

Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2bIHdaQ

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/profile/debbie-de-louise

Website/Blog/Newsletter Sign-Up: https://debbiedelouise.com

♥ Happy Holidays everyone! ♥

Day Four – One More

Today marks the fourth day to get a free copy of Debbie De Louise’s five-star mystery Sea Scope.  (You have until the 25th to partake!)

 This riveting tale revolves around Sarah, who is still mourns her brother’s passing and laments the break-up of her marriage.  She determines to get away—and Sea Scope, a childhood home, serves as the perfect setting.  Two decades previous, she and Glen, her brother, had come across a dead body by a lighthouse.  Back then, Sarah hadn’t understood why her parents had left Sea Scope so quickly … nor why her father commit suicide a year later.  Upon return to Sea Scope, she deals with tragic and trying memories and messages.  Odd clues, written in crayon, are provided by someone claiming to be her brother while several grim facts are revealed about that strange summer so many years past.

If you’re not sold yet, this “enticing” excerpt should do the trick!

The Sea Scope that spread itself across the page as I sketched was huge with several verandas and two floors wrapping around a house that commanded a lovely view of the sea. I recalled the sea gulls circling close to the top floor as Glen and I ran around playing hide and seek. As children with vivid imaginations, my brother and I also liked to concoct ghost stories and mysteries about the inn. Glen would scare me with talk of a murder upstairs in the Violet Room, the one I occupied next to his, that featured purple wallpaper and a purple crocheted blanket over its brass bed. He predicted that one of the guests would be smoking, even though all the guest rooms were non-smoking, and a fire would start and burn the place down. In yet another scenario, some robbers would break in and steal all the statues (there were a number of beautiful pieces of sculpture that graced both floors). Glen also imagined a time tunnel or a secret door behind the kitchen’s pantry, but I laughed. My younger brother was too imaginative for his own good. How I missed him.

The universal link to the book:

mybook.to/SeaScope

You can also find it on Amazon at:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07PPW1D41/

Day Three – It’s Free!

It’s the third day to get a free copy of Debbie De Louise’s five-star mystery Sea Scope.  If you haven’t partaken of this great offer, please do before it’s over; you have until the 25th.  (What a great holiday present.)

Sarah, still over her brother’s passing and lamenting the break-up of her marriage, determines to get away.  Sea Scope, a childhood home, beckons.  Two decades previous, she and Glen, her brother, had come across a dead body by a lighthouse.  Back then, Sarah had never comprehended why her parents had left Sea Scope so quickly … nor why her father commit suicide a year later.  Upon return to Sea Scope, she must face memories and messages, and deal with bizarre clues written in crayon from someone claiming to be her brother.  Several ghastly facts come to the forefront about that strange summer so many years past.  How will she deal with them?

Do get your free copy of Sea Scope—you’ll enjoy the enthralling ride of this dark, gripping tale.

The universal link to the book is:

mybook.to/SeaScope

You can also find it on Amazon at:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07PPW1D41/

Ho-Ho-Ho . . . Free-Free-Free

Day 2 of another freebie – Debbie De Louise’s five-star mystery Sea Scope . . . is f-r-e-e through December 25th.  (What a wonderful little stocking stuffer, n’est-ce pas?)

 The riveting story revolves around a woman named Sarah who, still grieving over her brother’s passing—and lamenting the break-up of her marriage—decides she needs a break, an escape.  She returns to Sea Scope, a childhood home.  Two decades ago, she and Glen, her brother, had discovered a dead body by a lighthouse.  At that time, she’d never comprehended why her parents had left Sea Scope so quickly … nor why her father commit suicide a year later.  Upon return to Sea Scope, she has to confront memories, messages, and bizarre clues written in crayon from someone claiming to be Glen.  Sarah must face terrible, daunting facts about that strange summer now so many years past.  Will Sarah survive unscathed . . . ?

Sea Scope is FREE from December 21 through December 25.  The universal link to the book is:

mybook.to/SeaScope

You can also find it on Amazon at:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07PPW1D41/

Get a Grip . . . on a Gripping Psychological Mystery

Today marks the first post featuring Debbie De Louise’s five-star mystery Sea Scope . . . which happens to be f-r-e-e starting today, Dec 21st, through the 25th.

Before providing details about her latest book, let me introduce you to my fellow writer.  DDL is an award-winning author, as well as a public-library librarian on Long Island, where she also resides.  In addition to a hubby and daughter, she has three kitties (hugs to my fellow cat lover).

Published novels include:

Cloudy Rainbowa paranormal romance   /   the Cobble Cove Mystery series, featuring A Stone’s ThrowBetween a Rock and a Hard PlaceWritten in Stone, and Love on the Rocks   /   When Jack Trumps Ace, a romantic comedy novella   /   articles and short stories for several anthologies (various genres)   /   Reason to Die and Sea Scope, standalones.

Let’s focus on her latest: the dark and absorbing Sea Scope.  Here’s a brief tantalizing teaser . . .

Book illustrator Sarah Collins needs an escape (don’t we all?).  Grieving over her brother’s passing and lamenting the break-up of her marriage, she returns to Sea Scope, a childhood home in lovely South Carolina.  Twenty years previous, Sarah and Glen, her brother, had discovered a dead body by a lighthouse.  Back then, she’d never been able to fathom why her parents had departed Sea Scope so quickly, nor why her father took his own life a year later.  Upon return, she must confront memories, messages . . . and odd clues written in crayon from someone claiming to be Glen.  The past and present collide like vehicles on an ice-covered freeway, and Sarah has no option but to tackle ghastly facts head-on about that bizarre summer two decades past.  How will she cope?

Intrigued?  I should hope so.  Sea Scope is FREE from December 21 through December 25.  The universal link to the book is: mybook.to/SeaScope.

You can also find it on Amazon at: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07PPW1D41/

I’m sure Debbie would love it if you chose to connect with her.  Please do so via:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/debbie.delouise.author/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Deblibrarian

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2750133.Debbie_De_Louise

Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2bIHdaQ

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/profile/debbie-de-louise

Website/Blog/Newsletter Sign-Up: https://debbiedelouise.com

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Gratitude Continued (coz you can never give enough)

Given Vincent (Vince) Lowry featured my interview this past week on E-Authors Resources, I felt compelled to respond in kind.

Vince’s awesome site has an abundance of valuable information for writers including author interviews, cover artists and animated covers, editors and illustrators.

Not only will he promote you and your book—per an interview—but he’ll post the cover and links.  Moreover, if you have a skill relevant to the site, you’re invited to post your name and contact info, with links.

As an FYI, his Goodreads group has over 30K members (wish I did, LOL).

Now, something that you may not know, as it’s not necessarily evident on the site—Vince is an author, too!  He’s written #LucysLetter (his fourth book), Surfing the Seconds, Dreams Reign Supreme, and Constellation Chronicle.

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I highly recommend you check out E-Authors Resources.  Whether you’re an aspiring author or a published one, there’s definitely something of value to be found.

https://eauthorresource.wordpress.com/

A Mid-Week Rah-Rah: Sandra J. Jackson & Me

An advance thank you to fellow author and blogger Sandra J. Jackson, who will feature yours truly on her blog November 9th.  How exciting is that?  (For me, very!)

In kind, I’d like to provide the same for this talented five-star writer.

Sandra’s debut novel Promised Soul—a tale of love that “transcends time and place”—was initially released in 2015.  Since then, she’s published short stories and sports articles, and has a couple more books under her belt: Playing in the Rain and Catching Butterflies.  Currently, she’s editing Books 2 and 3 of the Escape Series, her first trilogy.

Her impressive, visually attractive site showcases reviews and interviews, news and events, as well as her books and related [very nice] merchandise.  If you click on the “More” tab, you won’t be able to enter as you need to be a member; this has me quite curious.  <LOL>

Sandra’s creativity extends beyond telling stories and writing.  As a Graphic Design graduate, she also draws and paints.  Born in Montreal Quebec, she’s lived in rural Ontario with her husband and children for a number of years. WPSandraJJackson

Please check her out at:

https://www.amazon.com/Sandra-J.-Jackson

www.sandrajjackson.com

Dialoguing with Political Dynamo, Mayor Danby

I’m so very pleased to have Mayor Seraphina Danby from Wharton County visit today.  Also fondly known as Nana D, this dynamic woman is a force to be reckoned with.  Not only is she an important elected official and adored grandmother, she’s an ace dessert-maker and has won for biggest pumpkin at several fall festivals.  Once a notable clarinet player, she presently provides lessons for the woodwind instrument.  But perhaps her most laudable [and undisclosed] act: she sews blankets and hats for local shelters.

Two weeks ago, we had her grandson, amateur sleuth Kellan Ayrwick, drop by.  Equally fascinating on both personal and professional levels, this lively lady has a lot of goals—and we have no doubt she’ll accomplish all.

Without further delay, let’s learn what makes this grand-lady tick!

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Tell us how and why you came to be mayor.  Did you always have political ambitions?

Years ago, Wharton County was the strongest one in the whole state of Pennsylvania. We were model citizens who took care of one another and looked out for the land. As soon as the country started growing, and entertainment became more important than hard work, I saw my beloved homeland heading in the wrong direction. In the last twenty-five years, society has become too dependent on technology, industry, money, and greed. The wrong politicians were elected to run Wharton County and Braxton in particular. When that Stanton creep took over, I knew things were gonna get nasty. I let it go for a number of years, but then Kellan returned home. I realized there were still good people in the world who wanted to fix the problems, not just get richer. Kellan showed me that we could change, and when it came time to re-elect a new mayor, I threw my hat in the ring.

Kudos to you!  And what are your plans as mayor?

If you’d attended my inauguration, young lady, you wouldn’t ask me that question. My speech is public record, but if I must repeat myself here, I suppose I shall. To start with, all the red tape is being dismantled. It took months for my friend to sell her house last year because the county kept charging her for every little change that had been made on the home in the last few years. I’m not saying citizens shouldn’t pay their fair share, but the process has got to be more effective. People should spend time with their families and friends, not filling out forms and attending meetings to listen to complaints about the temperature of the library.

That said, I’m planning on reducing individual taxes, increasing tourism to offset such a loss, bring back family values, ensure our leaders are out in the community and not behind closed doors. And free ice cream in Wellington Park on Sundays. Since you’re not from these parts, I’ll share with you what that means. Long ago, before the calorie counters and sugar police got involved, we used to have ice cream parties with all the kids from the county. We held monthly polls to pick the flavors. Local businesses provided the money to pay for the event. Farmers who lived in Wharton County supplied the ice cream, from cows raised on local pastures. Parents brought their kids to play in the park together, not on those tablets and phones. We learned to support one another, and we need to do that again. If you can’t have dairy, we’ll provide almond milk. If you are diabetic, we’ll provide something else. We want everyone there, and rather than stop it, we look to fix it.

That’s quite commendable.  I wish you wholehearted luck with that.  Please share what you like—and don’t like—about Wharton County. 

I don’t like that the rich just keeping getting richer and the poor just keep getting poorer. Folks like Marcus Stanton and Hiram Grey sit back and stuff their wallets while honest families like the Roarkes can hardly make ends meet. I ousted Stanton. Grey is on my list next.

I love the sense of community that still exists deep within our souls. People talk to another. They drop by their local parish with a pie for the priest. They visit the hospital to share blankets and toys. We’re a small town, but we’ve got a big heart.

It does sound idyllic.  Tell us, Mayor, what makes you you?

I do what I say I’m gonna do. I say what needs to be said. You might think I’m a little too direct. You might think I ask for too much. You might think I can be a tad judgmental. But I’d give you the shirt off my back if you truly needed it. I don’t feel the need to sugarcoat anything. Whether it’s my granddaughter Emma or Father Elijah, I’ll treat you the same. People need not be afraid of the truth. They need to develop a thicker skin and stop all this nonsense of simply complaining about how things used to be, yet never lift a finger to fix it. Action speaks louder than words sometimes. It’s my job as mayor to set a good example and lead Wharton County back to its glory days, but with a modern touch.

If you had a chance to do something differently, what would that be?

I’d probably spend more time with my husband before he had that heart attack. We were doing too much on the farm, and I should’ve recognized the impact it was having on him. I miss that man every day of my life, but we’ll be together in the future again. I’m living way past a hundred, so he’s just gonna have to wait a bit longer. Consider it revenge for him making me wait so long for him to finish remodeling our bedroom years ago.

…Some might describe you as feisty or sarcastic.  How do you view yourself?

I tell it like it is. Kellan is a good grandson. Don’t tell the others, but he’s my favorite. He’s got an ego at times, and it’s my job to knock him down a peg or two. Call me what you like, but it all comes down to passion. If I believe in something strongly, I’ll support it with every fiber of my being. When you say something with love, and you demonstrate you are committed to doing the right thing, you can accomplish anything you want. When that princess, Cecilia Castigliano, tried to intimidate me, I wouldn’t back down. She might be a foot taller than me and as gaunt as a devil in fancy Prada heels, but no one beats Nana D. I’m also seventy-five years old. I’ve seen war and famine. I’ve watched people die and go through the worst pain of their lives. When you’ve walked the walk, you can talk the talk, honey.

Of that, I have no doubt.  Where does “Nana D” come from?

My daughter Violet and I have on thing in common, and only one thing. Neither of us WPnanaintAlikes to think about aging. When my first grandkid was born, I didn’t want to be called Grandma. We couldn’t come up with an appropriate name until Hampton, that’s my oldest, visited the farm and followed the goats around. Somehow, he started calling me nanny. Eventually, it became Nanny Danny because he couldn’t pronounce the letter B properly. It became Nana D, and for the sake of consistency, I insisted everyone call me by that name, even my grandchildren’s friends.

As you’ve mentioned, you’re particularly fond of your “favorite” grandson, Kellan Ayrwick—and that he’s an amateur sleuth, among other things.  We had him here two weeks ago, but we’d love you to share your thoughts.  Tell us about him, won’t you please?

Kellan is my pride and joy. He spent a lot of time at the farm when he was younger. All my grandchildren did, but Kellan loved to visit the most. His two older siblings are a bit hoity toity for my taste. Gabriel and Eleanor visited a lot too, but they hung around Violet more. For some reason, Kellan just fit in best with Michael and me. It broke my heart when he chose to attend graduate school in Los Angeles, and I knew in my gut that he’d be gone for a long time. I tried to accept it, but when he lost Francesca in that car accident, I went out to Los Angeles for a few weeks to help him figure out how to move forward. We bonded again on that trip, and ever since then, he’s been the one who needs me the most. Or maybe I need him the most. Wait, don’t print that … I don’t want him to think I got all sappy and sentimental.

Kellan is a true gentleman. He’s intelligent and funny. He knows how to cook, clean, and raise a child. He’s generous and friendly. He volunteers and helps those who aren’t as fortunate as he is. He keeps himself in good shape and always lends a hand to those who need help. He learned that all from my late husband. That’s 95% of the time. Somehow, he’s got a little bit of his father, Wesley, in him for that other 5%. Wesley is a pompous ass, pardon my French. While Kellan isn’t as crusty as his father, he can be a little too sarcastic and egotistical. It’s my job to stop him from crossing a line. I used to worry who would keep doing that when I wasn’t around, but the sheriff, April Montague, and Kellan’s boss, Myriam Castle, seem to know how to keep my grandson in line. A man needs a good woman to show him the boundaries. I’m confident the three of us will ensure he doesn’t step in the wrong direction in the future.

I’m sure you will. Speaking of women, what are your thoughts about Kellan’s marriage and his ex-wife’s exploits?  A bit, hmm, shady perhaps?

You got some whisky? I’m gonna need a drink to get through that conversation, honey. Since you look like a nice lady and seem to be of the friendly sort, I’ll keep my language in check. Francesca Castigliano is a hussy. She claims to love Kellan, and I’ve seen her be a good mother to Emma, so I can’t quite accept she’s irredeemable. But there was always something funny about that family. I knew it from the beginning, and I even told Kellan not to marry her so quickly. The boy didn’t listen to me. If they’d involved me in the whole Las Vargas and Castigliano showdown, things would’ve happened differently. At this point, I’m glad the trollop is back in Los Angeles and hopefully on her way to prison.

Oh my.  …Do you approve of his exciting sleuthing endeavors?  And, if so, might you like to be more involved?

I wholeheartedly approve of them. In fact, in most cases, I insisted he get involved. I pushed him to solve the first case when those grades changed and the baseball scout showed up. I demanded he look into Gwennie’s untimely death. I even set him up to deal with the flower show murder. The problem is … he’s doing too much. Kellan should be investigating crimes as his full-time job, but he needs to earn a living, so I understand why he’s still teaching and directing films. I would love to get more involved, and I have done so in my official role as the mayor. It’s my job to clear the hurdles and red tape when the sheriff tries to put her foot down and stop Kellan from investigating. I suspect I will get more involved in the next one. Did you hear the premonition that psychic lady made?

Do we believe it?  <wink>  Lastly, Mayor—Nana D—what are your views on family?  What do you hope for the Ayrwicks?

Violet needs to retire, so she and Wesley can travel the world together. Those two were meant to spend their future together. All my children have full and exciting lives. It’s time they just lived them and let me deal with the youngest generation. Above all, though, I want everyone to be happy. Eleanor seems to have met a nice, young man finally. She’ll probably screw that up soon. Hampton moved back home. I hear he’s already got himself into trouble with his father-in-law. Penelope and I never saw eye to eye. We had a disagreement years ago about her moving to New York, and I’m not sure she’s ever forgiven me. Gabriel, well, what can I say about Gabriel. I gave him the cottage, didn’t I? He might become my new buddy now that Kellan is so busy solving murders. I hope Gabrield and Sam stay together. It’s been a tough road for that boy, but I’m glad he finally told us the truth about his secret relationships. Long-distance ain’t easy. As for Kellan, well, I know he wants to give Emma a sibling, so I guess I hope he meets the right woman soon enough. Based on what I’ve started to see blossoming between him and the sheriff, it wouldn’t’ surprise me if … no … never mind. I shouldn’t say such foolish things out loud. Are we done yet? I need to get to a meeting to knock some sense into the town councilmen. Might need to slap someone’s bottom silly to get my point across, honey. Swift and fierce, that’s the only way to success.

Yes, we’re done.  You, Mayor Danby are indeed a force to be reckoned with.  Thanks so much for dropping by.  I wish you all the best in your political endeavors; I have no doubt you’ll do well and will accomplish much.  …And if you have any more banana flan, please feel free to drop it by!

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And for those of you interested in learning more about Kellan, her grandson—the accomplished amateur sleuth—please visit:

https://thisismytruthnow.com

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A Mayoral Conversation & Nana D’s Stupendous Banana Flan

Happy Saturday.  Not long ago we had a visit from Wharton County super sleuth Kellan Ayrwick.  As you may recall, he’s also a Braxton professor and single father.  A man of high standards and a staunch law conformist, he believes people should be held accountable for their actions.  That’s quite commendable.

Also commendable is the role Mayor Seraphina Danby—also known as Nana D—plays.  This important elected official wholeheartedly believes in setting a good example and leading Wharton County back to its glory days, but with a modern touch.

Please join us Wednesday, October 23rd when Nana D expounds upon her aims as mayor, notions on family, and perspectives re Kellan and sleuthing. WPkeyingredientDOTcom

Given Kellan’s love of desserts (and mine), on the way to a civic event, that lovely lady decided to drop off one of her favorites: banana flan.  How cool (nummy) is that?

Excuse me while I grab a fork and plate, and dash—hey guys, step aside, that slice is mine!!!

 

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