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Book Review Monday – A FEW DEAD MEN – Plus a Contest

Like most authors, I’m also an avid reader of many genres and I’m dedicating Monday’s as a day to celebrate other author’s books that I’ve enjoyed. Please feel free to add your own suggestions, as I’m always looking for another good book to read.

This week, I’m reviewing, A FEW DEAD MEN by Nancy Lauzon, author of the Chick Dick Mysteries.

You’ll also have a chance to win either a copy of A FEW DEAD MEN or another Chick Dick Mystery of your choice (details below).

MY REVIEW:

If you’re a fan of murder mysteries and dark comedies with enough twists to keep you in suspense until the last page, then I highly recommend you step into the world of Nancy Lauzon’s, A FEW DEAD MEN, A Chick Dick Mystery.

The dialogue is witty and the plot is smart and fast paced with a splash of unexpected love. The main protagonist, Darcy is a perfect balance of vulnerability and intelligence that makes her relatable and loveable. Each of the secondary characters all play an integral part in the book. The relationship between Darcy and her best friend Gio will give you plenty of laugh-out-loud moments with their amateur sleuthing and relationships with their perspective families.

The developing relationship between Darcy and her new boss, Smith, will have you rooting for them both.

As for the murder mystery, just when you thought you have it all figured out, an unpredictable twist will surprise you.

A FEW DEAD MEN has all the elements you expect in a Chick Dick Mystery, plus more.

Read an excerpt

Available at: SmashwordsAmazonBarnes & NobleChapters/Indigo/Kobo.

CONTEST:

I LOVE hearing your thoughts on what books you’ve read or would like to read…or your thoughts on recipes, tv shows, movies, your mood…..anything goes.

To show how much I appreciate your support of this blog I am going to purchase a CHICK DICK MYSTERY of your choice.

INCREASE YOUR CHANCE to win: 

  1. Everyone who leaves a comment on this blog is eligible to win with their name added into a hat for a draw.
  2. If you comment and link back to my blog on your blog, your name gets entered twice.
  3. If you are not already a follower of my blog and you sign up to follow this blog, then, you your name again gets entered into the draw.
  4. If you mention my blog on Twitter or your Facebook page, your name again is entered into the draw.

 

 

Book Launch Party – A FEW DEAD MEN by Nancy Lauzon

A Few Dead Men – A Chick Dick Mystery

Book Launch Party

March 1 – 8

 

Drop by Nancy Lauzon’s blog anytime during the first week of March to join in the fun!

Play games, nosh on virtual goodies (a.k.a. recipes) and win prizes!

Leave a comment on Nancy’s blog and receive a FREE copy of A Few Dead Men.

If you like what you read, post a review on Goodreads, Amazon or the website of your choice and win another FREE copy of any Chick Dick Mystery!

BLURB

Life has dealt part-time mystery novelist Darcy MacDonald a lousy hand. The men she knows are either missing, dead, drunk or demented.

Lying next to the corpse of her boyfriend, the head of Bloodhound Investigations, definitely qualifies as lousy since he’s the man who also issues her paychecks.

The doctor says her boss had a massive heart attack during an orgasm, and it wasn’t Darcy’s fault. But she can’t help feeling guilty, since his orgasms were her responsibility. Or so she believed, until his grieving widow shows up, along with a mysterious, punk rocker chick who weeps inconsolably at the funeral and claims he was murdered.

 

Excerpt:

Chapter One

Darcy MacDonald stared at the ceiling and thought about murder. There were lots of ways to kill someone. Poison, a bullet, the well-placed blow of any heavy object.

Her right hip ached, and she had a crick in her neck. She couldn’t shift onto her back or she’d fall off the couch, since Fergus took up most of it. It might be comfortable enough to have sex on, but there wasn’t enough room for two people to lie side by side. She ruffled Fergus’s silky, dark brown hair.

“Hey, wake up.”

When he didn’t make a move, she eased off the sofa, smoothing down her skirt as she glanced around for her panties.

“You can sleep later, Fergus. Right now you have an appointment. Something about a missing person.” Darcy tucked her breasts back in her bra and hooked the front clasp together. “You don’t want a client to catch you with your pants down. Bad for business.”

She scooped her white, cotton blouse off the floor. It was a wrinkled mess. Next time she’d buy polyester, something more suitable for a quickie at the office.

Fergus lay on his stomach, facing away from her; arms bent at the elbows and tucked in at his sides. A dragonfly tattoo adorned the lower half of his back. She could see the tail peeking out from underneath his unbuttoned shirt. There was something missing, but her mind couldn’t quite register what.

Then it hit her. The dragonfly wasn’t moving the way it usually did whenever Fergus slept.

In fact, it wasn’t moving at all. It was perfectly still, with no rise and fall.

Somewhere outside the high-pitched cry of a seagull split the air, twice. A cool gust of air rattled the dusty Venetian blinds and carried the smell of rain through the open window.

Darcy shivered. “Fergus?”

Tugging gently on his left shoulder, she leaned over to look at him. A string of drool hung from his sagging mouth, and his eyes were open, staring at nothing.

She jumped back.

Two sharp knocks hit the door, and a muffled voice, thick with boredom and a Russian accent, said, “Mr. Fergus? Yourthree o’clockis here.”

She bounded across the room and wrenched the door open.

Vaughn, the receptionist, eyed her up and down with open disapproval. “You want our clients to see you half dressed? You can’t put some clothes on?”

Hauling Vaughn into the room by the arm, Darcy shut the door. Her mouth worked, but her throat was too dry for words to come.

Vaughn’s eyes narrowed. “What?”

She pointed to Fergus. “He’s … there’s something wrong. He’s—”

“Half naked. Is not good, in a place of business—”

“He’s not breathing.” Panic bubbled up, and Darcy lurched for the phone on Fergus’s desk, knocking the handset out of its cradle in one frantic swipe.

“Not breathing? Why not?”

Vaughn’s ridiculous question seemed to come from the other end of a long, dark tunnel, and Darcy couldn’t answer. It took all her concentration to dial 9-1-1.

Everything shifted into slow motion, including the phone ringing in Darcy’s ear. One ring. A long pause. A longer ring, an even longer pause. Oh, shit, hurry up.

Vaughn moved to the couch to examine Fergus more closely. Finally Darcy heard a female voice at the other end of the line.

“Nine one one emergency—”

“My boss, he’s not breathing. I need an ambulance, now. Bloodhound Investigations.” She repeated the address twice.

“I’ll dispatch an ambulance right away, ma’am. Stay on the line, please.”

“He is dead,” Vaughn pronounced sadly. “Poor Mr. Fergus.”

Nancy Lauzon’s Blog Tour Stop #1: What is a Dead Man?

My latest mystery novel was inspired by my youngest daughter’s disastrous dating history. The ‘dead men’ in the novel are composites of every boyfriend and/or bad date my daughter ever had. Believe me, I had lots of material to choose from. In fact, I didn’t have room for all the ‘dead men’, since I didn’t want to go over my word count.

This book raises several questions: Who exactly are dead men, metaphorically speaking? How did they become dead? Are there more dead men than live men? And where do you find live men?

But the book is also about a young woman compelled to solve the mysteries around her, like her favourite amateur sleuth, Nancy Drew. She doesn’t go about it in exactly the same way.

Sure, a dead man is a male corpse, but let’s think outside the box for a moment. A dead man could also be a dead beat, or a wooden, callous, dull, boring dud. A dead man could be cold, frigid, sterile, unemployed, unresponsive or useless.

The dead men in my novel A Few Dead Men might be dead, or they might be any of the above things. I can’t tell you which, you’ll have to read the book to find out for yourself. All I can tell you is, all of the men in this book are either really dead and/or metaphorically dead.

VISIT THE NEXT STOPS ON THE BLOG TOUR TO FIND OUT MORE:

Saturday March 3rd

Nancy is interviewed by Annie Acorn, the prolific and internationally known author, whose readership recognizes her mainly for her cozy mysteries and richly woven stories with a warm southern flair.

Tuesday March 6th 

Nancy is a guest blogger at Limebird Writers, a wonderful team from the UKand USAwhose motto is ‘Let Your Creativity Fly’. She’ll be blogging my theories regarding the next question: How did the Dead Men become dead?

A Few Dead Men is now available on SMASHWORDS

Coming soon to:  Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Chapters/Indigo/Kobo

About Nancy Lauzon

Nancy Lauzon worked nine years on a hospital ward as a cardiac nurse before the night shifts turned her into a zombie. She got a day job in health promotion and began to write health-related articles for magazines and newsletters.

Life threw out a few curve balls, and to relieve the stress, she began to write fiction part-time. Five years later she sold two different manuscripts to two separate small-press publishers, using a pseudonym. She retired from nursing in 2003 and began to write full-time.

She is now the author of four Chick Dick Mystery novels, inspired by her early love of Nancy Drew Mysteries.

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Under the Covers with Nancy Lauzon

Welcome Nancy Lauzon, author of the Chick Dick Mysteries. Don’t you love the series name?

Nancy will be sharing her thoughts on book covers, something I know she is passionate about.

She has also generously offered to run a CONTEST. THREE LUCKY PEOPLE will each win one one of her fabulous books in the Chick Dick Mysteries. If you love mystery, comedy, intrigue and romance, you’re in for a real treat.

CONTEST DETAILS BELOW:

Take it away, Nancy.   .   .   . (Please note: the covers shown here are Nancy’s NEW covers, not the ones she is discussing)

Good quality book cover art is absolutely crucial to a writer’s sales. Or as fellow blogger Chuck Wendig puts it: ‘Make sure your cover doesn’t suck a bag of dicks.’ I apologize for the rough language, but there’s just no better way of saying it.

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Things I learned from my dog

Please join me in welcoming, Nancy Lauzon, author of the Chick Dick Mysteries, and her fur baby, Sam.

1. Wrinkles define who you are.

Wrinkles, freckles, age spots, flab — all of that stuff — means that you’ve spent more time than others exposing yourself to sunshine and lots of good things to eat. I inherited good skin from the women in my family, and don’t have too many wrinkles yet. As for the rest, I try my best, but I’m never giving up chocolate.

2. Bacon is good

I know it’s pure saturated fat. I try not to eat too much of it, or think about where it comes from, but dang, there’s nothing like a few slabs of crispy bacon to go with your scrambled eggs and coffee on a Saturday morning. Sam isn’t allowed bacon either, but once in a while he gets a tidbit when he smells it in the kitchen. He hoovers it off my hand so quickly, I can’t tell if he likes the taste.

3. Birds are fascinating
For very different reasons. Sam would like to kill them. I love to watch them at my feeders and in the bird bath, splashing and shaking their feathers. A great way to de-stress.

4. Never give up
Sam is VERY stubborn. He injured his ACL, and is currently wearing a brace. He’s not allowed to jump up on things or climb stairs. The living room couch is off limits, and we’ve blocked the staircase with a card table. His favorite place to sleep when we’re out of the house is our bed upstairs. He spends a lot of time huffing and grumping about the fact that he can’t nap where he usually does. After a dozen attempts, he finally managed to move the card table aside and I found him on our bed yesterday, as usual.

5. Follow your dreams
Sam loves to chase trains, squirrels, rabbits — basically anything that moves. Even with an injured knee, I know if I unsnapped his leash he’d be off and running. It’s instinctual for him to chase what he was born to chase. I admire his determination. I think about that when I’m frustrated or discouraged.

6. Cesar Milan is cute
The Dog Whisperer has helped me cope with some of Sam’s ‘issues’, like barking at the mailman or trying to eat my neighbour’s face. Along the way I’ve come to love the show and its fearless star, Cesar.

7. Ice cream is good.

I know it’s corn syrup, fat and artificial flavors. Sam doesn’t care, so I don’t. He definitely likes the taste. 

 

Nancy Lauzon worked nine years on a hospital ward as a cardiac nurse before the night shifts turned her into a zombie. She got a day job in health promotion and began to write health-related articles for magazines and newsletters.

Life threw out a few curve balls, and to relieve the stress, she began to write fiction part-time. Five years later she sold two different manuscripts to two separate small-press publishers, using a pseudonym. She retired from nursing in 2003 and began to write full-time.

She is now the indie author of three Chick Dick Mystery novels, inspired by her early love of Nancy Drew Mysteries.

Please click here to visit Nancy’s website, blog, and learn more about her funny, fast paced, wonderful mysteries.