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Hi all...after what seems an eternity, Powers Not Delegated, a political thriller hits the shelves on October 30. Look forward to interacting and learning with everyone.
I'll be participating in the PNWA Conference Autograph Party this Friday from 8:30 - 10:00 pm at the SeaTac Hilton. I'll be signing copies of both my books, EFFIGY and DEITY!! Hope to see you there!
-Theresa-
Theresa Danley www.theresadanley.com Author of EFFIGY - "Science Unearths A Deadly Prophecy ..." DEITY - "Science Resurrects The Gods" Available from Whiskey Creek Press
Hi, my name is Stormi from Lightning Book Promotions and I am looking for some bloggers who would like to host an international thriller writer on their blog for an interview or guest post. I can also provide you with an digital copy to review as well. Email me at stormi@lightningbookpromotions.com.
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Just Released!
While on the hunt for two missing colleagues in Mexico, anthropologist Anthony Peet barely escapes a cenote collapse with his life while his student, Lori Dewson, is lost to a watery grave. Reeling from the tragedy, he is forced to continue his search, which quickly leads to the trail of a stolen reliquary cross rumored to have direct access to God. Little does Peet realize he’s centered himself between two opposing paramilitaries gridlocked in their own clandestine war.
Combed from the land where even gods are known to fall, subtle clues sweep Peet from majestic Mayan pyramids to Izapan mythology to the Long Count Calendar’s cosmology. Secrets are as entangled as the tropical forests and unraveling them requires wading through the emotional jungle of his own heart. In this world, truths are distorted every step of the way and Peet must determine which friends cannot be trusted, which enemies to befriend, what finds were never lost and which losses should never be found.
From the author of EFFIGY comes the sequel adventure, DEITY – “Science Resurrects The Gods.”
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Driven by the fear of being alone has caused me years of pain, frustration , and 100's of vow's to never get in a relationship with a women that don't want shit. Being obsessed with a phat ass, accompanied with insanity and denial kept me in a viscous cycle of O Lord here I go again. That's what got me in trouble with Angie. I ignore all the signs that she was trifflen as hell. I mean this women was 5'3 pecan tan with a body shape like an hour glass. Her ass omg! It looks like she dipped it in honey and sat in a wasp nest. Dam she has the prettiest, round ass on earth. But the moment I spoke to her in line at Wal-Mart. I should have known she was not the one. Her breath smelled like ass and cigarettes, I'm talking morning breath at 6 in the evening. Men, you know how a pretty face and phat ass get us every time.
I said to myself, I can hit it doggy style. Rationalizing and carrying on. I was doing too much knowing I could smell her breathe, if she was in she kitchen and, I was in the back bedroom and she yawned. Anyway, we exchanged numbers and later that day I found myself calling her then riding to her house to beat the pussy up. When I crossed tha thrush hole into her house, I should have ran like hell, but no I looked past all the dirty clothes in the flour, on the chair. The dirty dishes , roaches swimming in a bowl of old milk and cereal, the shitty diapers and bloody tampons piled in her bath room trash can. Fuck it I thought, High as gas is I'm gonna hit this ass anyway. Boy how I was fooled. When she took off her pants. I began to comprehend what men mean when they say her ass smells like a sewer trout. I be dam if I didn't think I was near a waste plant. This shit is too much for me. I was out. I turned to walk out of her room and crack! My skull was bashed to my brain, by her brother with a aluminum bat. Mamma chasing ass would get me in trouble one day. Who know she would be right, and I would be Angie first victim of many men to be found dickless and dead. yep. I got some ass alright, my own. Picture this me lying on a church step my dick cut off stuck in my ass. My head so smash in, that you could see my brains coved with maggots sucking the blood and my nuts in my mouth. That's what chasing a phat ass and a fed up women got me.
I'm kicking off Albuquerque's celebration week for the coming solar eclipse this Tuesday at Page One Bookstore on Montgomery Boulevard NE. I'll be discussing the importance of this year's eclipse to Mesoamerican cultures one thousand years ago and signing copies of my book, EFFIGY. Hope to see you there!
Ah...the joys of a pre-production meeting for a first time fiction author!
It's probably old hat for most of you but quite an eye-opening experience for me. An early question I was asked: "Do you have any thoughts about the graphics for the cover?" Simple enough I guess, but for one who has no graphic aptitude lodged in their cerebellum I stuttered and stammered. My timid reply was simply, "something that looks good." Oh well.
A long and steep learning curve ahead but I'm told "Powers Not Delegated" will make it to the bookshelves in October or November...and it, I assume, will have a cover that 'looks good.'
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