I’m sure you’ve heard of me. I’m quite famous now, you know. Ever since I published my first mystery – Murder Comes Calling. Quite frankly, I never expected the reception my book has received. It’s been on the bestseller lists for weeks now and I’m quite thrilled about that!
Of course, my husband is Derek Stone of Lexington Avenue Publishing, and that has definitely been an asset in getting published.
Here’s a little excerpt from my book in case you’re interested:
Rebecca Mayfield was lost in thought as she sat on the subway bench waiting for her train to arrive. The murderer had targeted women alone at night, in dark alleys and city streets. Each victim had complained of mysterious phone calls for three consecutive days before their deaths. All young women were in the prime of their lives. What sort of monster would violate the innocent? she thought. She knew she was on to something, but her editor had threatened to pull the story unless she came up with something solid, something the police hadn’t yet discovered.
The bench began to vibrate beneath her. She heard the roar of the incoming train. Gathering her purse, she stood and approached the edge of the platform. She glanced down. Her heart almost stopped. On the tracks below lay another victim of the killer, a thin plastic cord wrapped around her neck. Rebecca’s screams were drowned by the roaring sound. She couldn’t possibly halt the train in time. She covered her eyes as the brakes began to squeal.
I’ll bet you’re wondering what in heaven’s name I’m doing in Snowflake, Vermont. Well . . . it’s a bit of a secret, so I can’t be entirely open about my reasons for being here. The story I’m telling everyone is that I needed to find a place that would be quiet and private while I work on my next book. The village of Snowflake is far enough off the beaten path that I felt it would be perfect for me.
Now, I’ll give you a hint of the real reason, although you mustn’t repeat it. My former husband lives here. Can you believe that? He retired and slunk off to the woods. Hmph! Doesn’t surprise me a bit. He always was an impossible introvert and a loner. I, on the other hand, have always loved the hustle and bustle of New York and the social whirl. You can see why we weren’t very compatible.
I will have to contact him while I’m here. He was never immune to my charms, and I’m sure that no matter how much time has elapsed, I can still win him over.
Oh, and before I forget, I’m having a book signing in the village and fans will be coming from miles around for a copy of Murder Comes Calling, not to mention my autograph. I hope I’ll see you there! You can read all about my story and what happens to me in A Clue in the Stew.
This month my author, Connie Archer, is giving away one of the Soup Lover’s Mysteries – A Spoonful of Murder, A Broth of Betrayal, A Roux of Revenge, Ladle to the Grave or A Clue in the Stew. If you’ve missed any of this series, now’s your chance to catch up on the stories in Snowflake, Vermont. And in case you’ve read them all, Connie’s alter ego, Connie di Marco, will offer the first book in the Zodiac Mysteries – The Madness of Mercury!
This giveaway will run from December 15th and end at midnight on December 16th. That’s 48 hours and all you have to do to win is leave a comment. Happy holidays everyone!
And you can learn more about the Zodiac Mysteries at Connie di Marco's website, Facebook or Twitter @askzodia.