Berkeley, May, 1969—When former Army nurse Captain June “Eagle” Eagleton returned from Vietnam, she thought she left the war zone behind. But when the familiar sound of a helicopter wakes Eagle from sleep, she realizes she has awoken in a very different kind of war zone: one filled with tear gas, and kids, and the National Guard.
As Eagle fights her way to help her friend Pammy at A Gym of Her Own, she finds herself in the middle of a very difficult situation—one where saving lives might prove harder than she thought possible.
“Combat Medic,” by Edgar and Shamus award-nominated author Kris Nelscott, is free on this website for one week only.
I am pleased to announce that Protectors hit print today. Not only did it hit print, it hit print in a variety of formats. You can get an ebook, a trade paper edition, a hardcover, or a limited edition of the novel. The hardcover is pretty, but the limited—oh, my. The limited is stunning. Allyson Longuiera at WMG Publishing did a spectacular job. The limited […]
UC Berkeley, January, 1969—In the midst of turbulent student protests on campus, a cherished building suddenly bursts into flames. Pammy Griffin, an alum who owns a women’s gym nearby, heads over to check out the fire and walks straight into a troubling mystery. Who wants Berkeley to burn? Hippies? Protesters? Or someone with an even darker motive?
But as Pammy investigates, she finds herself, and her gym, embroiled in a troubling turn of events. To catch the arsonist, she and members of her gym must confront some of society’s most brutal, and most hidden, violence using whatever weapons they can.
“Blaming the Arsonist,” by Edgar and Shamus award-nominated author Kris Nelscott, is free on this website for one week only.
I blame Marvel. As I finished my Kris Nelscott/Smokey Dalton novel, Stone Cribs, I realized that the victim in the book, Valentina Wilson, was one amazing woman. And she needed a story arc all her own. I knew how she was going to end up, and who she would be years after the events in Stone Cribs, but I needed to write the story […]
Because my life has been unbelievably hectic this past month or two, I wasn’t able to update you on my latest publications as I promised I would. I have had several—although not as many as I will have this fall. So in no particular order, let me share the recent publications. The latest Uncollected Anthology, Mystical Melodies, hit the virtual stands last month. My new […]
I’m pleased to announce that A Gym of Her Own is now available to preorder—at least, the ebook version is. The paper version will appear on the book’s release date, which is October 17. I’m really excited about this book. It isn’t a Smokey Dalton book, although it takes place in the same time period. If you read the Smokey books, then you’r familiar with […]
There’s less reason to game the Times list now, however. The list has bifurcated so much that you can climb the top of one of the many lists with sales that my first novel (which didn’t even sniff at the list) blew out of the water in its first week twenty-five years ago. Big publishers don’t make a lot of money on 5,000 copies. Indies do, compared to expenses. But big publishers do not.
So, the amount of work that someone had put into placing Sarem’s book on the bestseller list made no sense to me at all. Where was the profit here? What was the point? Bragging rights are nice, but unless you have money to burn, ordering 18,000 copies of your own book is pretty expensive.
I promised I’d let you all know when the next Diving novel, The Runabout, was available for preorder. You can now preorder the ebook on various platforms, and you can preorder the audiobook. You’ll either have to wait until September 22 to get your print copy or see if you can find a back issue of the May/June Asimov’s which has the entire novel inside. […]
Okay, that’s a long title. But I couldn’t come up with anything pithy. As I type this, explosions shaking my house. Not because I’m in some kind of danger or because something bad has happened, but because I live in a tourist town. Here in the States, it’s our national holiday, the Fourth of July, which Americans have celebrated with fireworks since our founding. I […]
I was staring down the barrel of 2017, trying to figure out my writing projects. And I realized on Tuesday that the reason I couldn’t just dive in on Monday was because I hadn’t…oh, crap…defined myself.
I had defined myself in general. That’s easy. I’m a writer first, and to me, that means all the writerly things I do and have done from the old Star Wars book to new fiction I’m writing (from the romance short to the Diving universe to the historical mystery I just finished for the next Lawrence Block antho) to this blog and all the nonfiction.
But I somehow did not handle the specifics of being a writer very well in 2016.