Dear friends and followers,
First, allow me to introduce another one of the characters from "Murder at the Veterans’ Club": William Mainwaring, brother of Oscar Mainwaring. Not a member of the club himself, since he never fought, but intimately linked to it through his brother.
Next, I want to introduce to (some of ) you another book on Inkshares that has caught my attention: "Manifesto", by Daniel Poort. It’s classed as "horror", but there’s a strong mystery/crime/thriller element as well, dealing as it does with a serial killer and the small town sheriff investigating the crimes. It’s a reminder that you really don’t need supernatural shenanigans to make a horror story: the mind of an ordinary person can be a terrifying place.
And now I must run. It is, as I’ve mentioned before, IFcomp season, and there is a ton of interactive fiction in this year’s crop. Anyone who’s stopped by my blog will know that it is completely taken over by my ongoing reviews. So I’m busy! So until next time, keep busy, keep reading, and make sure you’re having fun while you’re at it. Ciao!
Some of you have already ordered Manifesto: A Tale of Murder, and for that I am eternally grateful. I am working hard and making progress on the current draft. It is now a certainty that my manuscript will be ready to turn in for editing the day my funding campaign ends.
Also, I have decided that the campaign could use a boost in the final days of the Crypt TV contest. So, if we can get Manifesto: A Tale of Murder into the top three of Crypt TV when the contest closes, I am going to donate my first royalty payment from sales of the book to Wounded Warrior Project. It is a charity that has helped personal friends of mine, and I have seen the difference they make in people’s lives.
So, help me out, help out a good cause, and get an awesome book! Everyone wins!
“How are you feeling Mr. Potter?” a voice to my right asked. I blinked hard and as consciousness overcame me I recognized Deputy Carlyle sitting next to my bed.
“Not great,” I replied.
“Mr. Potter, will you stay calm if I take the cuffs off?” he asked.
“Sure thing,” I said. I was fresh off getting stomped by my friend and any confrontation with Carlyle was certain to produce even less favorable results.
“Mr. Carver and Ms. Potter have decided not to press charges. Gi. . .