But all three free copies of The Fort have been claimed. Perhaps we’ll do some more in a few weeks as it gets closer to release, but as of now my stack is getting a little low.
This is the post where I give away free copies of The Fort. Message me on here, I get back to you, signed galley in your mailbox. First three responses get a paperback.
A big thank you to everyone who made it out to Schuler Book’s and Music last night for the event. Regrettably, there were so few of you that it would be easy to just name you all, but I do really appreciate your traveling to see me blather for a few minutes after driving through a blizzard. The one good thing to take away from it is that I’ll be doing another event in a few months when The Fort releases. If we get a blizzard in June I’ll eat my hat.
I will be doing an Author Talk-your guess is as good as mine as to exactly what that entails-along with a book signing at Schuler Books, on Tuesday, February 26th. If you’re in the area and want to come by, it should be really fun!
Link to Schuler’s
Pub date for Rough Men is looming over my head, and I cannot wait to hear what you guys think of my little tale of revenge.
Will Daniels has fought hard to keep his demons at bay; he’s exchanged a shady past for the love of a woman he doesn’t deserve and the dream of becoming an author, all while trying to save his wayward son, Alex, from the same destructive impulses that nearly doomed him.
But the demons come cackling back in the form of a detective on Will’s doorstep, bearing the news that Alex has been killed in a botched bank robbery. Worse, Alex wasn’t an innocent bystander but part of the gang that raided the vault and left behind numerous bodies.
Simmering with rage over his loss, Will tries to let the police handle the matter. But as Alex’s killers remain at large, Will decides that it’s up to him—and a few old friends—to enact revenge in a most brutal manner.
Now he’s calling on dangerous connections that have been buried for years—and should’ve stayed that way. But Will vows to do whatever it takes to see Alex’s killers repay their sins in blood, even if it means his own damnation.
I have no good excuse, but the reason my last post was so darned cliffhangery was that I have officially begun my career as a full time writer. Yes, this is a little weird, I’ve been piercing my entire adult life, but it felt good to let that go. Body piercing was a wonderful ride, and I made some of my best friends working in the tattoo shop, but there comes a time when enough is enough. Thankfully, my wonderful publisher in Amazon and my wonderful readers have made this possible. I’m taking December off of writing, except for occasionally posting on here, which we both know I’m bad at, and then I’ll begin new long fiction on New Years Day. Lot’s of stuff coming up in 2013, and I can’t wait to share it all with you guys.
Was one of the craziest days of my life. More to come tomorrow.
A devastating personal loss sends writer Will Daniels on a bloody quest for revenge in Davis’s third novel, a solid crime thriller. Daniels’s wayward son, Alex, while participating in the robbery of a Lake Michigan Credit Union, guns down a loan officer he suspects of reaching for his own weapon. But after the gang escapes unscathed, one of Alex’s fellow thieves blows Alex away. The news reaches Daniels three days later, with the tragedy of the death only compounded by the circumstances. In the course of the bank heist, four innocents were killed, including the parents of a little girl, who herself was shot in the head and lies at death’s door. Naturally, Daniels is plagued by guilt over failing his child, and he’s unconvinced that the police will exert much effort to find Alex’s killer. Davis (Nickel Plated) makes the path Daniels follows a grimly plausible one, and tosses in a couple of curves to spice up the plot. (Jan.)
I have been contracted for a serial novel with Thomas and Mercer, and it will be out at some point in the spring. I doubt this will be the lynchpin that sees someone buy a Kindle, but if you’re considering one, just do it. They rule.
I’ve been just sick enough for the past few days to make my lovely wife and charming daughter distrust me whenever I move a muscle, I can hear their thoughts, ‘Is he going to touch that? Ugh. He did.’ As the primary food preparer in our house this has been a hard week. For the first time, in, well, ever, my ladies want me out of the kitchen. I hate it. I also want a beer, but I digress.
Two exciting book related things, The Fort went live on Amazon today, and I finished a new manuscript. The piece I just finished-more crime, yay-came out really well, at least for a first draft. It is written as a follow up to The Fort, so we’ll see what my beloved firsties think.
For the first time, ever, I finished a novel free of burnout, and I did it while sick. This is either a good sign, or a really bad one. That said, it feels good, my muse is still furious and screaming, and if she doesn’t want blood, her guitar is out of tune.
Dead Man #14 is out next week and I helped write it. Give it a look on your Kindle!!