Showing posts from February, 2020

Karla Stover tells us about Murder: When One Isn't Enough and Wynters Way

Escape with a Writer Sunday welcomes Karla Stover!! Karla Stover graduated from the University of Washington with honors in history. She has been writing for more than twenty-five years. Locally, her credits include The [Tacoma} News Tribune, the Tacoma Weekly, the Tacoma Reporter and the Puget Sound Business Journal. Nationally, she has published in Birds and Blooms and the Ruralite, Internationally, she was a regular contributor to the European Crown and the Imperial Russian Journal. For fifteen years she hosted a radio program on her hometown, Tacoma (Washington). She won the Chistell Prize for a short story called, “One Day at Appomattox.” She is a member of the Daughters of the Pioneers, the Daughters of the American Revolution, and the Tacoma Historical Society. Her entire working career was at Merrill Lynch. 1.    Tell us about your life outside of writing. I belong to a very active garden club. In addition to our own yards, we play Flower Bingo with residents at

J. M. Tibbott talks about The Arrival and The Healers

Escape with a Writer Sunday welcomes J.M. Tibbott!                                                               I’m delighted to appear in Diane Bator’s Blogspot   this Sunday as her featured author. You may ask, who the heck is J. M. Tibbott and how does she know Diane? My Pseudonym J. M. Tibbott is my pseudonym, of which I’ve become rather fond. My legal name is Marilyn J. Kleiber, under which I have published a collection of short stories, encompassing, humor, horror and a teeny bit of romance. The day came for me to put hand hands to keyboard and produce a novel, which I had been threatening to do for a number of years.   My challenge was that my legal name just didn’t suit the myth/fantasy I had in mind. The initials J.M. are simply my legal ones reversed, so I can still introduce myself as Marilyn. The surname was   a bit more challenging. I finally settle on Tibbott, which was my grandmother's maiden name, is Welsh and you will see as I explain further,

Tricia McGill talks about Mystic Mountains and Powerful Destiny

Escape with a Writer Sunday features Tricia McGill!  Award winning author Tricia McGill was born in London, England, and moved to Australia many years ago, settling near Melbourne. The youngest in a large, loving family she was never lonely or alone. Surrounded by avid readers, who encouraged her to read from an early age, is it any wonder she became a writer. Although her published works cross sub-genres, romance is always at their heart. Tricia’s love of animals has always shown up in her books. Tricia devotes as much time and money as she can spare to supporting worldwide conservation groups and is passionate about supporting those who do all they can to preserve our wildlife for future generations. She volunteers for a local community group that helps disabled adults and children to connect to the internet with provided computer equipment. When people ask what she does in her spare time, she is heard to ask, “Spare time, what is that?” Tell us about your life outside o

New Release Dead Without Shame

I have a New Release!              Once more, Gilda considers leaving the karate school to work for her friend Happy (no one has ever called him Harvey). When three men rob Happy Harvey’s Hangover Hut and kill the woman at the front counter, Gilda is stunned to think that could have been her. Was this a mere robbery, or does someone have a vendetta against Happy, including his good friend Gary del Garda? The evidence keeps piling up while both her mother and another karate instructor come to town bearing secrets that may cost Gilda the life she loves in Sandstone Cove. Here's a sneak peek: Detective John Fabio, Thayer’s partner, limped out of the store. “Let me guess. They wore black masks and told you to hand over the money and the girl’s shoes.” Happy looked up. “He talk fast. Don’t know about shoes.” “One guy spoke?” Thayer raised his eyebrows. “Did you recognize him? What did he say?” Gilda patted Happy’s arm as she shot Thayer a scowl. “Maybe you shou