To know who you are means to understand your past. To know who you want to be is having the courage to transform dreams into reality.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
WELCOME TO THE AUTHORS CAVE HALLOWEEN BLOG TRAIN!
1. Include a picture or video of yourself in a Halloween costume!
on the right! I went as a Lichtenstein painting, cause’ scary stuff scares me.
2. What is your favorite scary movie?
I both loved
and was terrified by the movie, Aliens!
3. What scene from a book or movie scared you more than any other?
Just Killing Time by Derek Van Arman is the all-time scariest book!!
Seriously. I read it in Hawaii, stayed in the condo, and locked all the doors
and windows. Here is the synopsis from Goodreads, because I couldn’t open the
book to find the part that scared the poop out of me.
"Serial killers have very
little to do with the myths. They are your neighbors, the people you meet at
the PTA. They ride the bus with you, your children play with their children,
they break bread with you at family gatherings..."
That is Jack Scott speaking - the
head of the federal agency that hunts the most dangerous criminal alive - the
serial killer. Zak Dorani is one of them. For thirty years this brilliant,
twisted murderer has been methodically seeking out his helpless victims and
slaying them. Only once was he apprehended - by Jack himself - only to be set
free in a mockery of justice that began a decades-long duel between a
ruthless killer and the lawman who has learned to think like one. Now, as a
bloody trail signals that the hunt is on again, Jack Scott needs every bit of
his canny expertise and every member of his skilled team to catch a human
monster with many different faces before a beautiful widow and her son with
the key to the killer can become his latest prey.
4. If all of StephenKing's bad guys were after each other, who would win and why?
I think Annie Wilkes from Misery would win. She was a twisted, demented,
determined and vengeful woman. Nothing could stop her and she stopped at
nothing. I haven’t read every Stephen King novel, but I’d say, based upon
stereotypes, most male villains wouldn’t have the patience to wait for an
author to rewrite a manuscript.
5. Give a Treat! Provide a link to a Halloween treat or beverage recipe.
ounces dry vermouth
ounces premium gin
Pickled Baby Beets, each placed on a cocktail skewer
1. Chill 4 martini glasses in the freezer or fill with ice water and let
sit until frosty, about 5 minutes (pour out water). Add the vermouth, dividing
evenly; swirl to coat the glasses, then pour out. Add gin to a cocktail shaker
filled with ice. Shake vigorously until chilled; divide among chilled glasses.
Garnish each with a skewered pickled baby beet, and serve immediately.
6. Provide the cover, link and 2 or 3 sentence elevator pitch for the
book or series (of your own) you would like to feature in your blog car.
What could go wrong celebrating New Years in the swanky,
celebrity-packed, French Alps? The answer is nothing, unless your name happens
to be Charlotte Young.
An entertaining series of events allow Charlotte to hunt
Des down, helping her restore her reputation and uncover a misunderstanding.
Fifteen minutes of fame just isn't all it’s cracked up to be!
WHOA! If you are just
starting the story train, click HERE to go to read Ginger Gelsheimers introduction on Train Car #1 for the beginning.
His ugly nasally voice! Just the sound of his horrid voice
caused memories to rush forward.“Doctor
Moore! The man who shot me, as you say, long ago, is somehow inside me as well.
It won’t matter that what efforts the doctors went through to bring me here, to
this day. Your Past Life Transplant is about to fail.”
Panicking, Dr. Moore grasped the fragile arm of her
patient. “Who is it?”
“Carson Barlow, my sister Mary’s husband.” I gasped,
struggling to get the words out, my insides roiled in agony. “He’s doing
something. My innards burn fierce.” Sweat beaded on my brow and slid down my
long drawn cheeks. Suddenly I began to shake hard enough my teeth rattled, yet
I struggled on. “After she died, some folks from New Orleans, came to my door,”
I drew deep breaths, gasping my words out, “said he practiced witch craft.”
The present world faded away as Carson Barlow’s voice
bellowed, “Shut up! I’m going to kill you for this.”
The superior, calm voice of a Lord Hampshire interjected.
“Don’t be a complete fool. If you kill her, you kill us as well and that I
won’t allow to happen.”
“Thank you, thank you, Lord Hampshire!” I spoke aloud,
having no idea how Lord Hampshire could control the repulsive Carson Barlow.
“Don’t thank me yet, madam.” There was a tone in Lord
Hampshire’s voice that told me he was as much to be feared as the cold-blooded
bastard who’d killed my sister.
Click HERE to continue
the story with Author, Lisa Hall!