Rafferty Lincoln Loves… with Author Emily Williams

Hello, bloggers!

I am pleased to welcome back Author Emily Williams. Some time ago, just a little over a year ago actually, Emily visited to tell us about her debut book, LETTERS TO ELOISE. Today, I am excited to help her announce the release of her first young adult book, RAFFERTY LINCOLN LOVES…

image1About Rafferty Lincoln Loves…

Rafferty Lincoln Loves… is my first young adult novel, after the release of my debut adult novel, Letters to Eloise, last year. I wrote Rafferty Lincoln Loves… as I have always wanted to write a novel involving horses and ponies since childhood when I first started scrawling stories. I read many horse and pony stories as a child, but have found that there are very few to read as a young adult/adult so I wanted to fill this void. My childhood favourites were the Jinny stories by Patricia Leitch and the Jill series by Ruby Ferguson, amongst many others.

I have been around horses from a very early age and spent many years saving to afford my own horse. Finally, aged twenty-one, I bought her; my beautiful American Quarter horse mare, Bella. Sadly, due to a road accident and then a fall of a horse, I can no longer ride. However, my passion and love for equines hasn’t diminished. Due to arm injuries from the accidents, I have had to dictate the novel, Rafferty Lincoln Loves… and am donating the proceeds of the novel to the British Thoroughbred Retraining Centre – a charity I have supported since childhood.

Many thanks for supporting the novel and I do hope you enjoy it!

Emily x

IMG_5202Chapter Ten


‘This is a ridiculous idea,’ mumbled Dexter. Although grumbling, he’d done as I had asked. Spearmint was standing in front of us with his head collar and lead rope on. He shook his head then rubbed it up and down Dexter’s shoulder, sending him almost flying into the canal. Fine red hairs stuck to the arm of Dexter’s jumper. Dexter pushed the horse’s nose back. ‘Oi, stop that, Minty.’

‘How do I do it?’ I asked.

‘Thought you were the expert?’

‘The books only taught me so much,’ I grinned. ‘The rest is meant to be obvious. Hopefully it’ll come naturally.’

‘I’ll move him over so you can stand on the deck.’

‘Is it high enough?’ I frowned at the side of the canal boat. The side wasn’t far from the towpath ground. Minty looked very big up close.

Dexter swung Minty around and backed him against the side of the boat, so his body ran along the side of the wooden edging of the deck. His round belly pushed up against the side and he pawed at the ground. Dust clouded up from his hooves, the ground dry after weeks without rain. For May it was unusually dry. I put my hand up onto the horse’s shoulder, like the photograph in the book.

‘He’s the wrong way around,’ I said.

‘Who is?’

‘Who do you think? Turn him.’

Dexter rolled his eyes, but led Minty forward and spun him around.

‘Better,’ I said. I thought the boat shifted under my weight. I leant forward against Minty’s warm body to steady myself and moved my feet along the edge to regain balance. Minty’s hair was smooth and gleamed chestnut in the sun; like Tallie’s eyes. Dexter must have been brushing him.

‘You going to get on then?’ Dexter asked.

‘Yeah, give me a second.’

‘A second for what?’

‘Just a second, be patient, will you?’

‘Come on, Minty’s getting bored.’ The horse was thrashing his head around, Dexter struggling not to be pushed over.

‘Okay, ready.’ I leant against the horse again but couldn’t get the momentum to jump up. I stretched up again but it was no use, the deck was too low. ‘I need something higher.’

‘Over there?’ suggested Dexter pointing to the stile, now cleared of the overhanging nettles. ‘You want me to go first?’

‘No, I can do this.’

‘Liberty won’t like you any better even if you do get on the horse.’

I ignored him.

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The blurb of Rafferty Lincoln Loves…

Rafferty Lincoln doesn’t like horses. Not one bit. But when the popular high school girl of his dreams, Liberty Ashburn, pulls him into a world of lead ropes and horse brushes, who is he to say no?

Except this isn’t any old horse. This is the missing racehorse, Profits Red Ridge. The horse Rafferty and three of his friends are hiding from the world. And Liberty Ashburn isn’t just any ordinary high school girl. How far will Rafferty go to win her over?

An intense, witty and powerful coming of age story with startling consequences.

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About the charity ‘The British Thoroughbred Retraining Centre’


The proceeds from the novel ‘Rafferty Lincoln Loves…’ will be donated to The British Thoroughbred Retraining Centre.

BTRC is dedicated to improving and promoting the welfare of retired race horses through education, retraining and suitable rehoming in order to ensure that our Thoroughbreds have a rewarding and valuable life after their racing careers have ended.

Each year thousands of horses leave racing, some because they reach the natural end of their career and others through injury or lack of ability. Established in 1991, The British Thoroughbred Retraining Centre was the UK’s first charity dedicated to ex-racehorse welfare, retraining, rehoming and protection for life.

‘It is fantastic to see a contemporary novel for young adults embracing passion and love for horses, as well as advocating for their welfare. Emily’s fast-paced novel not only explores the relationship and incredible bond between horse and rider but also delves into darker aspects relevant to today’s challenging world of growing up. Rafferty Lincoln Loves… deserves to be celebrated for bringing an important cause to the forefront of today’s young adults.’ Frankie Dettori MBE

I am thrilled to have written this novel for the BTRC and to be donating the proceeds to such an important and dedicated charity for the welfare of retired racehorses.’ Emily Williams

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IMG_3086Author Bio

Emily Williams lives by the seaside in West Sussex with her family and a menagerie of small pets. After graduating from Sussex University with a BA in Psychology, Emily trained as a primary school teacher and teaches in a local school.

Rafferty Lincoln Loves… is her first YA novel after the success of her debut adult novel, Letters to Eloise, released in 2017.

Learn more about Emily by visiting her on Twitter or her blog.

Thank you so much for visiting with us today. Please help me celebrate Emily with likes, shares and comments. And don’t forget to pick up your copy of RAFFERTY LINCOLN LOVES.

Until next time………………………… Stay Creative!


Spaghetti Man Writes – @robertparlante

Hello, bloggers!

We have a returning guest today, Robert Parlante. Robert is the author of FINDING EMMELINE, and you can find his other guest posts here:  Plotting A Different Ending & Write Like A Movie.

Spaghetti Man Writes

If you are expecting this blog posting to be about cooking, I’m sorry to disappoint you. Even though I know how to cook (worked as a short-order cook while attending college), this post is not about foodie delights, using bizarre ingredients or trying to prepare all the dishes in Julia Child’s French cookbook in 365 days. My written views of life are more a collection of musings and autobiographical reflections with no order except to suggest this is how I view the world while I sit in a rocker on a porch looking down to the lake of life. You may say, “I have no interest in your life or your mental meanderings.” So be it, then just sit back and wait for the next blog ___ maybe that one will be your sweet spot and spark your creativity.

It took me a long time to name my writer identity because everything I chose did not work. They were either domains already taken or they just didn’t feel right. Absorbed in Thought, View from the Porch, Where are My Clothes? Each of these final three almost made it to the top, but I selected SpaghettiManWrites. (If you’re curious about the Clothes mishap, I’ll consider a posting about that event one of these days.)

Now the story behind Spaghetti Man Writes. The obvious connection is that it has something to do with being of Italian heritage. That’s partially correct, but there’s more. We all tend to label people rather than try to know the person ___ now what label will you slap on me? Stop right there for a moment. Here are some personal observations to consider before you make your decision.

I am getting older, while my brain feels younger.

I’m an engineering person and a creative person. (Is that an oxymoron?)

I have had many failures that led to successes.

Being a writer toughens and prepares you for rejection.

I believe Jesus is the Lord of my life, but there were times where I challenged that belief.

Went on a blind date only one time and met my wife who was a last-minute substitute for someone who backed out.

Whatever label may have crossed your mind will never fully characterize who I am as a person because it would take so many labels. That’s how the moniker “Spaghetti Man” was birthed. Someone tried to affix a single label on me that turned out to be wrong. It all began 12 time zones away, near the Mongolian border of Siberia. I was in Krasnoyarsk as a member of a team distributing New Testaments to schoolchildren.

Not able to speak Russian, I was assigned a translator named Anne, an English teacher at the city university. She told me her father was Jewish. She was married to an Armenian and had one child.

I told her I was married with three children. That my mother’s family and my father came from northern Italy. That’s when I first noticed the cool shift in her conversation. Had I said something wrong? Maybe she didn’t understand me.

Nevertheless, through our week-long stay, we learned to work well together. Our first presentations were shaky and laughable. I talked too fast. She didn’t understand American idioms. Yet we learned to respect each other. More important, I sensed she was being touched by the gospel message as she translated the team testimonies.

At our last evening together Anne felt the need to be honest about her initial dim view of me. She related how she even told her husband that, of all the American missionaries in Siberia, she ended up with a spaghetti man! (In case it’s not obvious that was an ethnic slur.)

It seemed that in this distant part of Russia, a spaghetti-man label applied to Italian men is associated with laziness, stupidity, and sitting around all day drinking Chianti wine. My first reaction was anger. It was not so much a personal hurt, but the fact that she ___ like others ___ make sweeping characterizations.

When Anne saw none of the labels applied to me or the enthusiastic mission team, she asked for forgiveness. That was a big step for her.

As it turns out, the spaghetti-man label is not unique to Siberia. One definition in the current Urban Dictionary indicates it is a very thin, tall and bendy man. (I am short, dough-boy like and cannot touch my toes.) Another definition is an Italian male who is a hit with the ladies due to his diet of spaghetti and olive oil. I cannot wrap my head around how a spaghetti and olive oil diet translates to being a hit with the ladies. The aroma of garlic, used in cooking, comes right through your pores. I guess some people like that earthy fragrance, and maybe somebody should consider incorporating it into cologne.

Given the peculiar definitions, why then stick with a writer-name including the reference to Spaghetti Man? It’s simple. I want it to be a reminder to me and the readers that we are always more than a single word or a dismissive phrase or an ethnic slur.

Robert Parlante

Author of A Letter From Miss Wingate;  Up From the Ashes;  The Reflection in the Mirror;  Finding Emmeline

Contact Info:
Facebook.com /Robert Parlante

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Until next time………………… Life & Blessings!!

My Paranormal Life…

Feelings of being constantly watched. Noises and bumps through the night. Shimmers of a shadow across the hall. Many have experienced it. Most are too scared to let anyone else know.

Not me. No, I’m here to share my story with you. The real story, the truth.

For me, the cycle is never-ending. It never stops. I don’t even think that’s a possibility…

It all started one night, as a teenager, when I was home alone. I was doing my usual thing, researching on the computer. (Even back then, I was a nerd for computer work.) Enjoying some quiet time. The topic of research is irrelevant. What is important is what I saw.

That night, so long ago, I had my first glimpse into the paranormal world when a shadow crossed the far wall. It was a large shadow, but the shape was undeniable. It was very human-like, even in its movement. Yet at that young age, I wasn’t afraid. Instead, I was curious. I tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for what I saw. Perhaps a shadow from my desk lamp? Or a reflection from the window? But nothing had the same effect. What I saw could simply not be explained.


From that day, I was a believer. From that day, my eyes were opened to a new world. And there’s no going back.

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Fast forward 15 or so years and the activity, the odd occurrences have increased with each passing year. Recently, it was brought to my attention that I could be a sensitive and the more I think about it, the more I feel that’s true. Since that first incident, that first unexplainable shadow, I’ve been able to hear, see, and feel things that others can’t. And as I get older, the feelings have gotten more intense, more noticeable.

Let’s reflect back to the earlier part of last year.

Things began as usual in a new home, with little noises here and there. The typical squeaks and creaks… Only these seemed to be more frequent than any I’ve previously heard. And louder.

On this one particular day, I was home alone when I saw movement in the room directly across from me. It was an orb. A solid, white orb, the size of a football. Similar shape, too. It moved quickly across the floor and just as quickly, disappeared, but I knew what I had witnessed. I even ran a few tests, trying to debunk what I had witnessed. (Just because I’m a believer, doesn’t mean I jump straight to every weird and unusual thing being a paranormal entity. I’m still a realist.) Despite my efforts, I couldn’t make it happen. I wasn’t able to recreate what I had saw minutes before.


After that short moment and encounter with something unknown, the activity increased even more. The noises became louder, more frequent and more definite. I even caught the occasional glimpse of what I thought could only be another orb, but nothing quite like that first one. Nothing could compare to that one.

I wasn’t the only one that witnessed these occurrences, although there were a lot of incidents where I was the only observer.

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Allow me to share one more story with you…

There was this one night, where it got serious for the better half. We were fast asleep and had been for a few hours probably. Between the two of us, I’m the light sleeper. This particular night, though, he was awakened by the sound of someone being in the kitchen. The sounds were distinctive. There was definite commotion coming from the direction of that room. He was so sure of what he had heard, that there was, in fact, an intruder in our home, that he grabbed his pistol and went to investigate. Of course, I stayed on his tail as we walked the path to the kitchen. We found nothing. Absolutely no evidence of someone being there. Doors were still locked. Windows were secure. There was nothing out of place. Once relieved of finding no intruder, we returned to bed and fell fast asleep.

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So there you have it. The latest details of my crazy life of unknown happenings. Want to read more? Stick around, it’s always an adventure! And, boy, do have a lot of stories to share with you!

Until next time…………………… Love & Blessings!!



Author’s Note:  The images attached to this post are not of my own. They are simply used as an example. Thanks goes to Google Images.

Introducing #Author Fiona Glass – @F_Glass_Author

Good morning, bloggers!

I am so happy to see you on this beautiful day! (Even if it’s an unfortunate day outside, you can still greet the day with the most positive attitude! ;)  )

Today, I have a lovely guest for you to meet, Fiona Glass. If you enjoy spooky reads and things of the supernatural world, then you’re going to enjoy what she has to share…


If Heyer did horror…?

You could say Georgette Heyer is one of my guilty pleasures. These days she’s not rated as highly as many other writers of her generation, either for her Regency romances or her crime novels. Agatha Christie and Dorothy L Sayers are far more likely to be raved over; Heyer seems to have rather fallen through the cracks.

But I’ve always loved her books, and have read dozens over the years. And whilst I lapped up both the romances (Frederica, These Old Shades) and the more serious crime like Penhallow, my absolute favourites are actually some of her more lighthearted books, like Why Shoot a Butler, Death in the Stocks, and in particular, Footsteps in the Dark.

All of these are full of breathless action, sarcastic characters, flippant humour, numerous interwoven plot threads, and sheer fun. Although they still have a strong crime element, they mostly lack the psychological themes of her darker crime books. And Footsteps in the Dark, in particular, is a riot, with a sinister baddie called The Monk, lots of dashing around in secret passages, and even – you guessed it! – spooky footsteps in the dark.

In Heyer’s case the book veers away from actual supernatural to a more logical outcome. But when I started writing Got Ghosts? a couple of years ago, I wanted to capture that same zany, breathless sense of madcap action and fun. In my book there really are ghosts, lots of them in fact, who inhabit an ancient English manor house called Greystones Hall, and act as unofficial guardians to its young artist owner Emily. But when a TV company come to film those ghosts, their resident medium stirs up something she shouldn’t, and chaos ensues. It’s not so much lights – camera – action, as lights – camera – inaction, as everyone bumps into something scary and all of them try to run away in different directions at once!

Even though my plot involves the sort of Gothic horror Heyer herself never went in for, I’m hoping I managed to bring some of her wonderful quirky atmosphere to my ‘haunted house’ story. You could say it’s my tribute to her, for giving me so many happy hours reading her books over the years.

If you’ve never read Footsteps in the Dark I can thoroughly recommend it, as long as you park your disbelief at the door. And if you’d like more information on Got Ghosts? then please head to my website where I have a whole page with the full blurb, an excerpt, links to various guest (ghost?) blog posts, and of course, that all-important information on where you can buy a copy!

And a big thank you to Marlena for giving me the opportunity to waffle on about myself, and making me feel so welcome.

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Fiona_teaFiona lives within stone-throwing distance (never a good idea in Glass houses…) of England’s largest lake. When she isn’t being a pane in the glass, she writes dark contemporary and paranormal fiction. This is mostly in the shape of short stories, but she’s also had two paranormal romance novels and two novellas published so far. Her latest book, Got Ghosts?, a ghostly romp involving a TV production crew in a haunted English manor house, has just been published by Fox Spirit Books. You can find Fiona lurking on the internet at her website or Twitter. Please come and say hello!






Thank you so much for joining us today. Please help me in supporting today’s featured guest with likes, shares and comments. And don’t forget to check out her links and her book!

Until next time……………………… Love & Blessings!!!

~* 2018 *~

Good afternoon, bloggers!

Welcome to 2018!!! Who else is excited about all the new opportunities, the challenges, the fun that will come from the New Year?!? I have a lot planned for the year… writing goals will be met, priorities will change, and a renewed mindset will be in place. I. Am. Pumped!!


Over the holidays, I received some amazing gifts, not just physical ones, but some of the most generous thoughts and inspiring words. I was encouraged to make 2018 the year of Marlena, and well, I think that’s some of the best advice I’ve ever been given. So that’s what I intend on doing. This year, I’m going to put a little more focus on myself. (Don’t worry, it’s not ALL about me. Continue reading for more.)

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I hit a major writing slump in 2017 and lost my focus. (Boy, did I lose my focus!) I am aiming my sights high this year and am going to make something happen with my writing. You *will* see a published book from me in 2018. (Maybe even two!!) I currently have three books that are in the final writing stages. Editing and revisions are a must, and will definitely take some time, but that’s not going to stop me. Not this time. Over the last few weeks, the creative juices have been flowing like crazy. I have more story ideas than I know what to do with! Writers, can you relate??

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Aside from a year focused on me and my writing, I’m going to do better with my blogging. Both with visiting other blogs and working on my own. I’ll be posting more personal updates and more of my writing. I also want to continue supporting fellow writers, bloggers, and life enthusiasts on my site. I thoroughly enjoy spreading the love and having you all over for a visit, so that will continue to be a highlight for me, as it always has been. (Side Note:  If you’re interested, head over to my sign-up page now.)

I would also like to do some creative & unique writing challenges that involve all of you. Whether it require you to comment on my post, or post on your own site… I think we need a little fun this year!

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One more thing that I plan to improve on this year is reading and reviewing. I just posted two new reviews on my site and I plan to get a few more done before the week is up. (The books have been read, I’ve simply been too lazy to post the reviews.  #noexcuse)  So to all of those wonderful people that have recently gifted me their books, your review is coming soon!!

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Let’s wrap things up, shall we…

GOALS~ Publish first novel ~
~ Focus on me ~
~ Support/Promote others ~
~ Publish second novel ~
~ Travel to somewhere beautiful ~
~ Post YouTube videos ~
~ Make 2018 A*W*E*S*O*M*E* ~

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That’s all for now. I am so looking forward to sharing an amazing journey with you all in 2018. Please feel free to share your thoughts, ideas, and even your own goals for 2018. Let’s make it fabulous!!!

Until next time…………………… Love & Blessings!!

A Q&A with @Ray_Britain – Author of ‘The Last Thread’

Hello, bloggers!

Welcome to another beautiful day at Life As I Know It. I am so pleased to welcome Author Ray Britain to my site. We have the pleasure of enjoying a lovely and entertaining Q&A with this fabulous author…

Tell us a bit about yourself, Ray. You were a detective I understand?

Thank you, Marlena. Yes. I had a successful and interesting career in both uniform and detective roles. This was in the UK. I completed my career in a high rank but the investigation of crime and the camaraderie amongst detectives was my preference. As a Senior Investigating Officer (SIO) I led complex crime investigations and I was also a police Negotiator too, on top of ‘the day job’.

Why have you adopted a pen name?

For privacy mainly, but also for family security. I locked up many criminals during my career, some of whom were unpleasant characters.

You were a police negotiator as well? That must have been interesting work.

Yes, for about fifteen years and very challenging on occasions. The full title is Hostage & Crisis Intervention Negotiator, a voluntary role in addition to one’s day to day responsibilities. And for no financial reward, either, which often meant being ‘called out’ of a warm bed in the middle of the night to drive many miles to support police colleagues facing a variety of difficult situations.

Why did you want to be a negotiator?

To help people and because it’s endlessly fascinating. You never knew what you would be facing next. Often it was within a firearms incident where negotiators try to achieve a peaceful resolution such as a controlled surrender to armed officers. More usually, it was spending time, sometimes many hours and often in precarious situations, persuading someone to step back to a place of safety and to get them help. Less often, fortunately, it was negotiating the release of frightened hostages being held at gunpoint or other weapons.

Why did you write ‘The Last Thread’?

Like many people I’ve always wanted to write a book and the common advice is “stick with what you know”. There were other reasons too. I’m often frustrated by the inaccurate and improbable representation of crime investigation in television dramas on TV. Whatever the complexity of the crime, they’re always solved within impossible time frames and, seemingly, with the most sophisticated technology immediately available.

How did you approach the structure of ‘The Last Thread’?

I’ve worked hard to create a story that’s interesting, immersing the reader in the welter of information which can easily overwhelm an investigation whilst keeping them guessing, hopefully, right up to the end. It’s authentically grisly in describing the murder, the crime scene and the post mortem. And there’s also a complicated love interest too, so it has something to offer all crime fiction lovers.

So where in the UK is the story located?

It’s located in and around the beautiful city of Worcester, England, and its surrounding countryside. Anyone with a little knowledge of the area will recognise many of the landmarks referenced in the story.

The story is marketed as having adult content. How adult are we talking?

That’s more to do with Amazon’s guidance, which I’m happy to observe. People in relationships have sex, so why would my protagonist, Detective Chief Inspector Stirling be any different? Also, a significant element of the plot has an adult theme but nothing too offensive, I hope, and reflects what happens within some relationships. In short, it reflects real life and how complex relationships can have devastating effects on people’s lives. To say more would spoil the story.

You mentioned your principle character, DCI Douglas Stirling. What’s he like?

DCI Doug Stirling is a thoughtful, reflective character who is notoriously private and has an intriguing, untold back story. He is a consummate professional who expects his people to work hard, but works harder still. Stirling’s drawn to intelligent, interesting women and if they’re attractive, then even more so, which causes complications when his private life collides with the demands of his professional responsibilities. For their part, women find Stirling attractive and interesting but are frustrated by his reserve and his avoidance of an emotional commitment.

So, he’s not one of the dysfunctional, socially ill-at-ease characters we often read about?

No. Stirling’s a good-looking, powerfully built man with a certain reputation for the ladies. He takes pride in his appearance, but is impatient of vanity, in either sex!

And are your female characters simply ‘bit players’?

No, not at all. The story has four prominent female characters, each of whom has a strong personality.

How accurate is your story to real investigations?

The day to reality of investigations is quite different from how they’re portrayed on TV with Senior Investigating Officers juggling scarce resources, with limited investigators and making tough choices about how they spend the budgets they’re allocated.

Without spoiling it for our readers, what’s it about?

Well, perhaps the easiest thing to do is to give you the synopsis:

“Accused of pushing a boy to his death in a failed suicide intervention, DCI Doug Stirling is suspended from duty. Attacked in the media and haunted by the boy’s enigmatic smile as he let go of Stirling’s hand, he must watch as the incompetent CI Ballard who is intent on destroying him investigates the boy’s death, supported by the vindictive Deputy Chief Constable, McDonald.

Weeks later, an anonymous call leads the police to a remote location where they discover a burnt-out car containing the body of an unidentified man who has been savagely murdered. With a shortage of experienced senior investigators available, ACC Steph Tanner risks her own career and appoints Stirling as the SIO, throwing him the lifeline he needs to restore his reputation.

But, with no witnesses, no forensic evidence and more theories than investigators, Stirling has far too many “loose threads” as he uncovers a complex, interwoven history of deception, betrayal and sadistic relationships. Was the victim connected to the crime scene? Is the murder as complex as it appears? Or is there a simpler explanation? Still traumatised by the boy’s death and with time the enemy, does Doug Stirling still have what it takes to bring the killer, or killers, to justice before McDonald intervenes?

Things were already difficult enough when DC Helen Williams joins the investigation, a determined woman who seems intent on rekindling their past relationship. And is Ayesha, the beautiful lawyer Stirling has grown fond of, connected to the murder somehow?”

So where can I buy ‘The Last Thread’?

It’s available at www.amazon.com  – see the link below – and on all good e-readers such as KOBO, Apple iBook etc. or simply visit my website and you can buy it through there.

Sounds great, Ray. Have you started your next book?

I certainly have. I use mind-mapping software to capture my thoughts, ideas and whatever research is needed all in one place. It keeps me organised and helps avoid inconsistencies in the storylines. I particularly enjoy plotting the various twists and turns so that the reader will want to stay with the story to the end. I’ve got about 20,000 words down so far.

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About the Author:

Ray Britain’s debut novel ‘The Last Thread’ was published 17th September 2017. Following a highly successful career in policing it should be no surprise that it is a complex crime investigation story.

As a Senior Investigating Officer (SIO) Ray led many investigations, some of which engaged specialist, national capabilities. For fifteen years he was also a Hostage & Suicide Intervention Negotiator responding to hostage situations, many firearms incidents and numerous suicide interventions, not all of which ended happily.

In ‘The Last Thread’ Ray’s real-world experience puts the reader in the driving seat of a complex investigation with all the uncertainties and realities of modern crime investigation which will keep the reader guessing to the end.

Ray’s interests include: mountain walking, rugby, skiing, Dad dancing, reading and sailing.

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Book details:

Word count: 170,000
Genre: Thriller, Detective, Adult, Mystery.
Available: http://www.amazon.com
ISBN: 978-1-9998122-0-1

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Contact details:

Email:  info@raybritain.co.uk
Website:  http://www.raybritain.com/
Facebook:  raybritain@raybritain.author
Twitter:  @ray_britain

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threadThe Last Thread
by Ray Britain

A teenage boy is dead. DCI Doug Stirling is accused of pushing him to his death. Weeks later, a man is found savagely murdered in an isolated spot. Stirling must investigate. Two events seemingly unconnected, or are they?

­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­Accused of pushing a boy to his death, DCI Doug Stirling is suspended from duty. Attacked in the media and haunted by the boy’s enigmatic smile as he let go of Stirling’s hand, he must look on helplessly as an incompetent colleague intent on destroying him investigates the boy’s death, supported by the vindictive Deputy Chief Constable, McDonald.

Weeks later, a man is found savagely murdered. Taking a professional risk, ACC Steph Tanner throws Stirling the lifeline he needs to restore his reputation and appoints him to lead the investigation. But with no witnesses, no forensic evidence and more theories than investigators, Stirling’s investigation has far too many “loose threads” as he uncovers a complex, interwoven history of deception, betrayal and sadistic relationships. Still traumatised by the boy’s death and with time the enemy, does Stirling still have what it takes to bring the killer, or killers, to justice before McDonald intervenes?

Things are already difficult enough when DC Helen Williams joins the investigation, a determined woman intent on rekindling their past relationship. And is Ayesha, the beautiful lawyer Stirling has grown fond of, somehow connected to the murder?

THE LAST THREAD is a complex crime investigation written with real life experience that will keep you guessing to the end!

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Review extracts:

5* – “The Last Thread is an outstanding debut novel with an exceptional plot …”

“A crime novel with integrity and intelligence which rattles along nicely …”

“Gritty realism drawn from real investigative experience. Well crafted!”

Thank you so much for stopping by and visiting with us today. Please help me support today’s guest author with likes, shares, and comments.

Until next time……………………………… Stay Creative!!