Friday, March 28, 2014

Welcome Carina Press Author Julie Anne Lindsey!

New Release Excerpt & Giveaway: Murder Comes Ashore by Julie Anne Lindsey
I’m thrilled to visit Toni today as part of my month long blog tour. I’m especially excited to share an excerpt of my work and offer a digital prize pack to one lucky winner. Murder Comes Ashore is book two in my fun new cozy series from Carina Press where anything can happen and you’re quite likely to smile. If you like smiles, enjoy an amateur sleuth and are looking for a fun new series, I hope you’ll consider Murder Comes Ashore. This title is available now anywhere e-books are sold.
One lucky commenter will win BOTH books in the series, so if you’d like to read more, let us know!
How about a peek inside?


Excerpt:
“Look.” I smacked Sebastian’s arm.
Sebastian turned to look and I darted past him. His footfalls kept pace with mine, allowing me to maintain the lead when he could easily have passed me. I waded into the grasses, waving my arms overhead to keep the gulls at bay.
“Told you I could help.” In a moment of gloating, I lost sight of the evidence. A seagull honked and dove at me. I jumped back on instinct and fell into the sand. A wilted reed of grass rammed up my nose and I screamed. Sneezing bug eggs and cooties, I scrambled to my feet and chased the offending bird across the sand. Two more birds joined him in the air and attacked. Whatever they all wanted, it was flesh colored and I wanted it too.
Sebastian shoved two fingers in his lips and whistled. Fargas jogged toward me, a look of shock on his face. Yeah, yeah. How’d I get here? I pointed to the sky. “They’ve got something.”
The birds circled in the air, stretching the thing in their beaks and flapping with vigor.
“Should I shoot them?” Fargas called to Sebastian.
A mob of birders appeared from the trees like magic. “No!”
“What the hell?” Sebastian frowned.
“They were probably here all night looking for owls or something.” I rolled my eyes.
Fargas unholstered his side arm and the birders started closing in, cell phones at arm’s length, digitally capturing the chaos.
“Do not shoot that bird!” A wild scream broke out above the other voices. A woman in hip waders and a dirty shirt charged Fargas.
I tossed shells at the birds circling overhead. “I can’t hit them!” Frustration burst from my chest in a growl. “Stop!” I screamed at the birds.
Fargas toppled into the sand beside me, crushed beneath the rampaging woman. Her giant binoculars bounced off his forehead and he went limp.
“Aw, hell.” Sebastian groaned. He scooped a handful of rocks from the sand and pulled his arm back.
A shower of feathers burst above me and a bird fell from the sky. The others squawked complaints, but headed out to sea. I ran for the grounded bird and yanked the skin from his beak. He flapped his wings and waddled in a daze across the sand.
“You monster! You hit that bird with a rock! Murderer!” The woman climbed off Fargas and headed for Sebastian, who dropped his remaining rocks in favor of cuffs and badge. She raised her fists and Sebastian spun her around, cuffing her and reciting her rights.
I flipped the fleshy prize in my hands, struggling to make sense of what the birds had worked so hard to keep. I tugged and squeezed the thing, looking past the damage done from multiple bird beaks. Realization dawned. My tummy lurched.
“Ahh!” The scream that ripped loose from my chest was Oscar-worthy. I dropped the thing and ran in a tiny circle, unsure which way to go for bleach and a fast hand-removal surgery. I rubbed my palms over the seat of my pants until they hurt.
Sebastian finished reading Waders her rights.
A line of EMTs-turned-beachcombers surrounded Fargas. One checked his vitals. One followed the waddling bird and radioed the park ranger for assistance. We had two head injuries, six EMTs and no ambulance. I marched in big, knee-to-my-chest steps, trying not to think of the thing I would never forget. Ever. Ever. Ever.
I covered my eyes with one hand. The one without lifelong cooties. With the other hand, I pointed to the item saved from the seagulls. “The victim is not a woman!”

Murder Comes Ashore
Patience Price is just settling into her new life as resident counselor on Chincoteague Island when things take a sudden turn for the worse. A collection of body parts have washed up on shore and suddenly nothing feels safe on the quaint island.
Patience instinctively turns to current crush and FBI special agent Sebastian for help, but former flame Adrian is also on the case, hoping that solving the grisly crime will land him a win in the upcoming mayoral election.
When the body count rises and Patience's parents are brought in as suspects, Patience is spurred to begin her own investigation. It's not long before she starts receiving terrifying threats from the killer, and though she's determined to clear her family's name, it seems the closer Patience gets to finding answers, the closer she comes to being the killer's next victim.
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About Julie:
Julie Anne Lindsey is a multi-genre author who writes the stories that keep her up at night. She’s a self-proclaimed nerd with a penchant for words and proclivity for fun. Julie lives in rural Ohio with her husband and three small children. Today, she hopes to make someone smile. One day she plans to change the world.
Murder Comes Ashore is a sequel in her new mystery series, Patience Price, Counselor at Large, from Carina Press.  
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12 comments:

Peaces of Me said...

Lol, great excerpt! :) And nice to 'meet' you! :)

Marcelle Dubé said...

A fun excerpt, Julie Anne! And congratulations on your new release!

Elise Warner said...

My smile turned into a huge grin. Love Patience and want to know more about the Wader. Congratulations on the release.

Anne Marie Becker said...

LOL - great excerpt. Congratulations on the new release, Julie Anne!

Julie Anne Lindsey said...

Thank you so super very much for hosting me Toni! and Thank you for all the awesome comments!! I'm so glad you smiled :D
xoxox

Shirley Wells said...

Love the excerpt. Congrats on the new release, Julie Anne!

Janni Nell said...

Congrats on the new release Julie. Hope you sell heaps!

jean harrington said...

Ah, what did the bird have I its beak? The only thing I can think of that's human and would fit is a finger. That's it, right? Uhoh, it must be without nail polish, how else could she tell the victim wasn't a woman? God, I love a good mystery.

Seriously, best of luck with your new release, Julie!

Peaces of Me said...

Lol, I had a much naughtier thought about what the bird had in it's beak :O

Clare London said...

Great excerpt! :) I think *I* had the same idea about what the bird had in its beak as Peaces of Me LOL.

Toni Anderson said...

Thanks for popping in, guys! Sue, I believe Julie is going to contact you!!!

Peaces of Me said...

She did, Toni, thanks!