The Things We Learn When We’re Dead Blog Tour #excerpt @shanannigans81 @CharlieLaidlaw

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Book Title: The Things We Learn When We’re Dead Book Cover

Book Author: Charlie Laidlaw

Genre: Contemporary Fiction/ Humor

Publication Date: January 26, 2017

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With elements of The Wizard of Oz, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and The Lovely Bones, The Things We Learn When We’re Dead shows how small decisions can have profound and unintended consequences, and how sometimes we can get a second chance.

On the way home from a dinner party, Lorna Love steps into the path of an oncoming car. When she wakes up she is in what appears to be a hospital – but a hospital in which her nurse looks like a young Sean Connery, she is served wine for supper, and everyone avoids her questions. It soon transpires that she is in Heaven, or on HVN. Because HVN is a lost, dysfunctional spaceship, and God the aging hippy captain. She seems to be there by accident… Or does God have a higher purpose after all?

At first Lorna can remember nothing. As her memories return – some good, some bad – she realises that she has decision to make and that maybe she needs to find a way home.

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The old man was as good as his word and a tray was swiftly brought by a male nurse in white clinical overalls who looked spookily like a young James Bond.  On it was a plate of grilled lamb cutlets, string beans and sautéed potatoes.  There was also a warm bread roll with a knob of butter and, under a silver dome, a bowl of chocolate profiteroles with cream.  In short, exactly what she would have ordered in an expensive restaurant, given the choice, and if she’d ever been able to afford to eat in one.  Also on the tray was a small metal jug of white wine, which made no sense.  During her coma, had it become health service policy to keep patients inebriated?  And why the metal jug?

“The boss says that you’re up and about now,” he remarked, placing the tray down and making sure it was well balanced on her knees.  The jug of wine and glass he placed on her bedside table.  Why wasn’t there a bunch of flowers in a vase?  That’s the first thing her mother would have brought.  It was the first thing she always took to friends and relatives in hospital, even the ones who suffered from hay fever.

“Who was the old man?  The one who was here a minute ago?” she asked, as if there might be several old men in her wing of the hospital.  “Grey hair. Beard.  Beads,” she added.

The nurse merely gave a small shrug.  “He’ll tell you himself the next time you meet.  Anyway,” he added, making for the door, and looking uncomfortable, “if there’s anything else I can do, just ask.”

“I’d like to know how long I’ve been asleep.”

“Asleep?”  The nurse raised one eyebrow.

“Yes, asleep.  I mean, how long have I been here?”

He didn’t reply for a few moments, hands clasped behind his back.  “Not long, as far as I know.”

“And how long is not long?” she asked.  “Look, if you don’t know, could I please speak to someone who does.”  Lorna, running out of patience, had raised her voice.  The nurse took a step backwards towards the door.

“All in good time,” he assured her and indicated the tray.  “For now, you need to eat.  Get your strength back.”

“Look, I really need to know how long I’ve been here.  Can I see a doctor?  Actually, I shouldn’t have to bloody ask that, should I?  What kind of useless hospital is this?”

The nurse, perhaps unused to being shouted at, had backed himself to the door.  “Anything you need, just ask.  Okay?”

Lorna wanted to scream at him.  “But how?” she asked instead, looking around the blank walls for a call button.  “And what did he mean by not feeding the little brutes?”

“Just ask, that’s all.  Your room is sound-activated so don’t worry, I’ll hear.” He touched a blank place on the wall that somehow made the pneumatic door hiss open.  “But he’s right about not feeding them,” he added as the white door closed again, leaving Lorna utterly exasperated.

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I was born in Paisley, central Scotland, which wasn’t my fault.  That week, Eddie Calvert with Norrie Paramor and his Orchestra were Top of the Pops, with Oh, Mein Papa, as sung by a young German woman remembering her once-famous clown father.  That gives a clue to my age, not my musical taste.

I was brought up in the west of Scotland and graduated from the University of Edinburgh.  I still have the scroll, but it’s in Latin, so it could say anything.

I then worked briefly as a street actor, baby photographer, puppeteer and restaurant dogsbody before becoming a journalist.  I started in Glasgow and ended up in London, covering news, features and politics.  I interviewed motorbike ace Barry Sheene, Noel Edmonds threatened me with legal action and, because of a bureaucratic muddle, I was ordered out of Greece.

I then took a year to travel round the world, visiting 19 countries.  Highlights included being threatened by a man with a gun in Dubai, being given an armed bodyguard by the PLO in Beirut (not the same person with a gun), and visiting Robert Louis Stevenson’s grave in Samoa.  What I did for the rest of the year I can’t quite remember

Surprisingly, I was approached by a government agency to work in intelligence, which just shows how shoddy government recruitment was back then.  However, it turned out to be very boring and I don’t like vodka martini.

Craving excitement and adventure, I ended up as a PR consultant, which is the fate of all journalists who haven’t won a Pulitzer Prize, and I’ve still to listen to Oh, Mein Papa.

I am married with two grown-up children and live in central Scotland. And that’s about it.

T: @claidlawauthor

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Schedule

May 14th

Reads & Reels (Guest Post) http://www.readsandreels.com

The Lit Cottage (Review) http://shellybajwa.wordpress.com/

Valerie’s Musings (Excerpt) http://valeriesmusings76.wordpress.com

Tranquil Dreams (Review) http://klling.wordpress.com

Splashes into Books (Promo) http://splashesintobooks.wordpress.com

May 15th

Insights into Books (Review) http://insightsintobooks.wordpress.com/

The Cozy Pages (Review) http://thecozypages.wordpress.com/

Touch My Spine Book Reviews (Review) https://touchmyspinebookreviews.com

Midwestern Ladies Who Lit (Excerpt) http://mwladieswholit.wordpress.com/

Jessica Rachow (Promo) http://jessicarachow.wordpress.com

May 16th

What Cathy Read Next (Review) https://whatcathyreadnext.wordpress.com/

Ali the Dragon Slayer (Review) http://www.alithedragonslayer.co.uk

Speedy Reader (Review) https://speedyreadercom.wordpress.com

May 17th

Jill’s Book Blog (Review) http://www.jilljemmett.com/

Where Dragon’s Reside (Excerpt) https://kernerangelina.wordpress.com/

Banshee Irish Horror Blog (Promo) www.bansheeirishhorrorblog.com

The Most Sublime (Promo) https://themostsublime.com

May 18th

Didi Oviatt (Review) https://didioviatt.wordpress.com

Cover 2 Cover (Review) http://liisthinks.blog

Nesie’s Place (Excerpt) https://nesiesplace.wordpress.com

Bri’s Book Nook (Review) http://brisbooknook.wordpress.com

The Voluptuous Book Diva (Review) http://www.thevoluptuousbookdiva.com/

Globe Flower (Promo) https://globeflower.co.uk

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Brainstorming when to #launch my #book #paranormalcrimefiction #publicationdate #coverreveal #Booktrailerreveal #booktour #editing #proofreading #betareading

  • 1 month for editing
  • 1 month for proofreading
  • 1 month for beta reading
  • 8 weeks to prepare for a cover reveal
  • 8 weeks to prepare for a book trailer reveal
  • 8 weeks to prepare for a book tour. So the book needs to be released during the book tour. Those dates needs to be checked with Shannon if they are available for the book tour and if not, add on a couple of weeks.

Today’s date is 4/24/2018

  • Editing may finish by 5/24/2018
  • Proofreading may finish by 6/24/2018
  • Beta reading may finish by 7/24/2018
  • Cover reveal may be good to do around 9/18/2018
  • Book trailer reveal may be good to do around 11/6/2018
  • Book tour may be good to do around 1/1/2019 – BAD!

By going in that order, my book doesn’t get published until January which is Christmas/ New Years/and other happy-joy-joy holidays which don’t work with a crime fiction novel.

Late September and October makes more sense. So, I need to rethink the timeline.

These dates may change if proofreading finishes in two weeks for instance and beta reading in two weeks. I only win a month and still get the book published in beginning of December! Still happy-joy-joy. HOWEVER, the case happens during Christmas so it may not necessarily be a bad thing…. BUT, the case happening during the holidays doesn’t really do anything for the case.

Today’s date is 4/24/2018

  • Editing may finish by 5/24/2018
  • Proofreading may finish by 6/24/2018
  • Beta reading may finish by 7/24/2018

Cover reveal and book trailer reveal don’t have to happen after beta reading. The important thing is to have the book cover and get Thomas working on the book trailer. To create a good book trailer, he needs to be able to read the editing and proofread book so I can send it to him around the same time as beta readers get it.

So, Today’s date is 4/24/2018

  • Editing may finish by 5/24/2018

What if give the same deadline for the cover? Or Finish cover by 6/1/2018 So, if I do 8 weeks to prepare for the cover reveal.

  • The cover reveal will be around 7/27/2018 around the time when beta readers finish reading the book and will hopefully provide small reviews that I can share with the book trailer reveal and the book tour.
  • Book trailer reveal may be good to do around 9/21/2018
  • Book tour may be good to do around 11/16/2018

HOWEVER

Finish Cover by 6/1 and having a cover reveal around 7/27 is a long time? I need to give Shannon 8 weeks notice for the cover reveal so what if I ask for a cover reveal to be around 6/15/2017. So, I need to tell Shannon about the cover reveal about 4/20/2018 and she’s at her own wedding at the moment!!! Anyway, I’ll try getting that date with Shannon (plus I have a killer idea for the cover reveal and the cover reveal needs to happen on a FRIDAY. If she takes to my idea when she comes back for that date, then we’re good for the plan!! *Evil plan.

So if we do cover reveal on 6/15 then we have 8 weeks for the book trailer.

  • Book trailer reveal may be good to do around 8/10/2018
  • Book tour may be good to do around 10/5/2018

So, its October for publication date! Good for mysteries and my book is a paranormal crime fiction.

This just took about two hours to figure out the publication date and it’s still not set in stone. HOWEVER, I like the final timeline and hopefully we can stick to it. ^_^ The book gets released a week or two before Halloween which is good. People are into mysteries and not reading thrillers yet or are and in the mood for a light mystery with mafia, vampires, and witches.

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How do you choose a publication date? Do you base it around a holiday? Do you calculate the date? Do you just choose a random date? Do you think about book tours and how much notice you need to give? What does it take?

Until next time,

AK

Happily, by Chauncey Rogers @ChaunceyRogers @shanannigans81

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Book Author: Chauncey Rogers

Genre: Adventure, Fairytales, Humor, Juvenile Fiction

Publication Date: April 3rd, 2018

Source: Provided by the author

Rating: 5 Dragon Paws 5-paws

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If the shoe fits, wear it.

If it doesn’t, make it.

Laure is a street urchin just trying to get away. Where the rest of the world sees an enchanting love story, Laure sees royal incompetence and an opportunity to exploit it. She’ll have wealth and a way out of a life she detests., if she can only manage to hoodwink the royal family and live to tell the tale.

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Thank you Angelina! It’s wonderful to be here today.

I just wanted to do a quick post on where Happily came from. For those who received the very first Review Copies of Happily, they already know the story, as it was originally included in an introduction that I removed from the later editions.

For those who have read my previous novels, Happily may have been a bit of a surprise. I jumped from horror/thriller to a fairly light-hearted fairytale retelling. It is, I’m sure, not the greatest genre leap ever, but it was a bit of one.

The chief reason for the jump was my daughter, Ellie. When I had been working on my previous novel, Cleaving Souls, she would often ask me to read some of it to her. It wasn’t exactly age appropriate for a three-year-old girl, so I told her I’d read the next story to her. When she asked what it would be about, but I hadn’t decided yet. So I asked what I should write it about, and she quickly said, “Cinderella.”

I might have expected as much. Unfortunately, Cinderella is perhaps the most retold of all fairy tales. But I decided to think about it a bit and see what ideas floated to the surface.

The more I thought about Cinderella stories, the more I wanted to address some of the aspects that didn’t make sense to me, such as why the shoe didn’t fit, or why the prince couldn’t recognize the face of his true love and had to rely on a shoe-fitting contest.

I mixed those ideas with the thought that somebody ought to have tried—as in really tried—to dupe the prince. From those ideas, I got enough to start working on Happily. It took a while longer until I had the outline for a good story, but those were the essential pieces that I needed to address.

And as for Ellie, we actually just recently started reading the story to her. While I’m not sure how much of the plot she’s actually following, I am happy to at least say that she’s enjoying it.

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I have to admit, it took a while for me to finish the book. Mainly because of the bandits. Yes, this book has bandits. But, overall, I would give this book 5 stars. The author did a terrific job of telling the story that was happening while Cinderella was choosing her pumpkin and dealing with fairy godmothers. It was a story that could possibly be true if Cinderella existed.

I loved Laure and Luc- they were a good match together and balanced each other out- especially when they were dealing with sticky situations. I loved the twists that were added about the royal family, especially Carl’s reason for not knowing more about Cinderella. It was perfect.

I would highly recommend this book to teens and older. It’s for those who believe into fairy tales, romance, adventure, witty characters, and characters who aren’t afraid to stay memorable in the eyes of royalty. If I say anymore, it would it give it away!

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Chauncey Rogers was born in Arizona, and since then has hopped back and forth between the mid-western and western United States. He married in 2012 while attending school in Utah. His favorite movie since he was three is Jurassic Park, and he wishes very badly that Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster were real, though he doesn’t believe in them as much as he used to.

You can follow him on his blog: Chauncey Rogers to see what else he has been up to.

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The Shadow Girl Book Tour #Review @MistyAMount @shanannigans81

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Genre: YA/ Fantasy/ Coming of Age

Publication Date: December 28, 2017

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Rating: 5 Dragon Paws 5-paws

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Shy, thirteen-year-old Zylia has always known she was different. Most teenagers feel unnoticed and unseen, but for Zylia, it’s something much worse. She’s disappearing from this world and doesn’t know how to stop it. At times, she’s not sure she wants to. Until she stumbles across a family mystery surrounding the disappearance of her great-aunt Angelica years earlier. During her quest to unravel the mystery, Zylia discovers she’s able to cross the boundary and enter the “in between” world. Now, it’s up to Zylia to save herself before she’s trapped “in between” forever.

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Warning: This is an emotional story that makes you think about own identity.

First of all, I would like to say thank you the Shannon and Misty for the book. It was a real pleasure to read it and a great way to start my 2018, this being my second book of the year.

Second of all, I would like to say that I was pleasantly surprised. When I was considering to read the book, I came in reading with an assumption- that it was going to be really emo and another over-exaggerated tale about a teenager who thought that their life was depressing. Oh my goodness, you have no idea how good it felt to find it not so.

This is a great book with deep characters and a thorough story line where everything fits like a good puzzle. I like the message that this books sends and how I can think about it a month later after reading it.

Well done.

Recommended to teens and older.

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Misty Mount has written since age five and was first published at fourteen. By day she’s a caregiver, wife and mother to a young son but during the quiet hours of night she becomes a novelist. She resides in Wichita, Kansas.

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/mistyamount

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Follow the Snowflakes Virtual Book Tour Wrap-Up

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Thank you to https://rrbooktours.com/ Shannon is amazing! Check out these stops and amazing reviews! I’m one happy author!

Blog Tour Schedule

Dec. 11th

Reads & Reels (Featured Promo) http://www.readsandreels.com

Book Reviews by Shalini (Excerpt) www.bookreviewsbyshalini.wordpress.com

Darque Dreamer Reads (Review) https://darquedreamerreads.wordpress.com

Gemma’s Book Reviews (Review) https://www.gemmmasbookreviews.wordpress.com

Touch my Spine Book Reviews (Review) https://touchmyspinebookreviews.com

Dec. 12th

Jen Med’s Book Reviews (Review) http://Jenmedsbookreviews.com

Romantic Reads and Such (Review) http://romanticreadsandsuch.wordpress.com

Loves Books Group (Review) http://www.lovebooksgroup.blog

Tranquil Dreams (Review) https://klling.wordpress.com

Nesie’s Place (Excerpt) https://nesiesplace.wordpress.com

Dec. 13th

Book Inspector Blog (Review) https://bbookinspector.wordpress.com

Spunky n’ Sassy (Review) http://spunky-n-sassy.blogspot.com

Endless Reading Blog (Excerpt) http://endlessreading.wordpress.com

Didi Oviatt (Review) https://didioviatt.wordpress.com

Novel Gossip (Review) https://novelgossip.com

Dec. 14th

Books to Get Lost In (Review) http://bookstogetlostin.blogspot.ca

J Bronder Book Reviews (Review) https://jbronderbookreviews.com

Portable Magic (Review) http://portablemagic.net

Bookish Lifestyle (Review) http://www.evie-bookish.blogspot.com

Dec. 15th

Book Lover in Florida (Excerpt) http://bookloverfl12.wordpress.com

On the Shelf Reviews (Review) https://ontheshelfreviews.wordpress.com

ItaPixie’s Book Corner (Review)  https://itapixie.blogspot.com

Splashes into Books (Review) http://splashesintobooks.wordpress.com

Blog Tour: White Water, Black Death by Shaun Ebelthite #BlogTour #Thriller #Giveaway

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Author Name: Shaun Ebelthite

Genre: Thriller

White Water, Black Death (Release Date: September 2017)

“A cruise ship is the perfect target for a biological attack”

These are the chilling words emailed to the Seaborne Symphony in the mid-Atlantic.

Magazine editor Geneva Jones has been sent on the trans-Atlantic cruise to help secure a major advertising agreement from the CEO of the cruise line Rachel Atkinson, but her efforts to win her over are curtailed by a mysterious crew death. Geneva suspects foul play. Rachel insists its suicide. A former investigative journalist, Geneva can’t resist digging deeper, but what she finds is far more devastating. There’s an Ebola outbreak on the ship, everyone is trapped aboard and Rachel is trying to keep it secret.

Geneva knows enough about Ebola to be terrified, but she’s also onto the biggest story of her career. As panic surges through the ship, she becomes fixated on a single question. How was the virus brought aboard? The answer is worse than she could have imagined, and the greatest exposé she’ll ever get, if she can only prove it.

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Ebola. It sounded better suited to a field clinic than a cruise ship. If this was Ebola, she was utterly fucked. Emma knew without any doubt that she was right though. She’d been right before the WHO and CDC contacted them, before Bermuda closed its border, before the FBI launched its investigation.

She’d realised before anyone else what this was, but had been too afraid to accept it.

Little good acceptance would have done anyway. The virus was deadly in more than half of all infections, even with expert supportive care. A person could go from perfectly healthy to dead in a few days. Most of her patients were exposed to the virus more than a week ago, and began showing symptoms three to four days later. They had forty-eight hours left, if that.

According to Rachel, Miami was more than seventy four hours sailing at full speed.

Even if Bermuda had taken them ashore, they’d still die. Once the bleeding started there was very little any hospital could do.

And her patients were bleeding.

It started in the stools and urine, then the nose, ears and eventually the eyes. The young girl she’d examined just two days ago was bleeding from every orifice.

Emma could see the vague shape of her body on a mattress between a white sheet and the windows. She was trying to give the worst-off patients what privacy she could. They had to be stripped down to their underwear and constantly sponged in a futile attempt to control the fever.

Some sort of privacy was all she could give them.

The girl’s mother was with her, sponging her and periodically being sick in a wastepaper basket. There were no more buckets available, even the disposable vomit bags had run out. Emma had just a few boxes of paracetamol left and only one of Imodium, her last remaining Ovartin would be used to save as many as she could when they were within airlift range of the US.

All other medication of any use had run out during the night.

She was using 19th century means to treat the most deadly virus of the 20th century.

“You’re all right my baby,” the woman was telling her daughter, the girl was trembling violently. Emma didn’t need to see her face to know she would be looking at her mother with wide, terrified eyes. Dozens of her patients had given her the same stricken look in the last twenty-four hours.

Emma couldn’t remember their names, but their faces were there like skulls in Ntarama church.

“Fight it Megan, we’ll be home soon,” the woman said.

She hadn’t let her daughter see her cry. Her husband’s body was one of those wrapped in a sheet in a line with four others that had died during the night. They’d been placed next to the doors on the left of the lounge, nearest the bar. Crew in protective gear would come to collect them soon and take them to the hold.

“You’re going to be okay, Megan.”

The girl would be dead within the next two hours.

“Doctor?” Emma felt a hand on her arm, the fingers clutching nervously, almost politely. “Her temperature is getting worse.” The young woman, her sandy blond hair hanging in clumps in her face, was looking at her with a wild optimism that made Emma feel like a fraud. “Could you come and see her?”

And do what?

“Of course,” Emma smiled, following the girl to her friend. She’d been brought in during the night when the ‘clinic’ was being set up. She lay shivering on a bare mattress, dark stains all around her. Emma lifted her chart, little more than a sheet of paper from one of the cruise line’s notepads and pretended to examine it. ‘Lucy’ scrawled just below Seaborne’s elaborate goldleaf logo.

The vitals noted by Ryan showed a clear trajectory. She wasn’t bleeding from any orifices yet, but her temperature was dangerously high, her blood pressure dangerously low and her blood urea nitrogen and creatinine were elevated. Her kidneys were failing and she was haemorrhaging internally.

Emma couldn’t waste resources on her.

“I’ll get her something right away,” she told Lucy’s friend. The girl flashed a relieved smile, slipping her hands into two plastic bags. She put a damp cloth on Lucy’s pink forehead.

All Emma could give her were electrolytes.

“We thought she was just seasick, she’d been feeling iffy since before yesterday, but we thought maybe it was from the sunburn. We made her come to the pool deck party last night.”

Lucy’s friend wasn’t showing symptoms yet, but Emma had let her stay because she didn’t have enough healthy people to look after the sick. The girl was using plastic bags to protect herself.

It was shameful.

Emma made her way across the lounge, trying to muster a smile and a kind, reassuring word as she went. A teenage boy with acute diarrhoea and vomiting would be prioritised for antiemetics and loperamide. It would make his death more comfortable, but his mother thought it was treatment. A wife was told her husband would get diazepam within the hour. The woman was just a wrinkled face to Emma, they were all blurring into one swarming mass of people she couldn’t help. The woman’s husband had a rash over his chest and stomach that looked like a war-torn archipelago. A diffuse erythematous maculopapular rash that was also desquamate.

He wouldn’t survive the next three days. A sedative would ease his suffering.

It was inhuman.

Disaster triage, ‘resource allocation based on potential medical benefit’ was what medical textbooks called it.

She’d have to sedate most of her patients soon, she couldn’t keep this act up indefinitely.

Emma had crossed a line during the night, entering unexplored, ethically gray territory. She would have her medical license revoked for it. She was lying to her patients to keep them calm, giving them placebos because there wasn’t enough of the real thing.

She had to lie. Ebola was terrifying enough. Ebola without anyway for the ship’s doctor to treat it would cause total hysteria, endangering everyone on-board.

“Five more incoming,” Ryan sighed, a walkie-talkie held in a gloved hand that hung loosely by his side. They were probably both infected.

A patient could present with symptoms anywhere between two days and three weeks after exposure to it. A week was the average.

It was only a matter of time before he started experiencing nausea and an elevated temperature. Emma wasn’t throwing up yet, but she knew it would come. Fatigue was the first symptom. Extreme fatigue. The long hours she was working in the clinic masked it for the first day or so, now she could feel the tell-tale achiness in her joints, the oversensitivity of her skin. She wouldn’t be able to control the shivering soon.

“Ryan,” she thudded heavily across what had been the marble dancefloor a few days ago to where her nurse was checking someone’s temperature. “How many have we lost?” she asked in a whisper, tiptoeing around the truth, afraid to wake it.

“Forty-five.”

Emma had forgotten. He’d told her at sunrise. Emma never forgot details like this, but now she couldn’t hold onto to basic information. Couldn’t concentrate.

“Are the opiates still in the clinic?” Emma wasn’t sure why she was asking, she had the key to the medical stores and if she did need the morphine and acetaminophen and other painkillers she would get them herself.

“Yes,” said Ryan, but there was a question in his eyes.

Emma was looking for permission. She wanted to ease the suffering, but Morphine could be lethal to someone already presenting with low blood pressure.

“Doctor, you need to sit down. You need to rest.”

“I’m going to do another round.”

“Miss Atkinson is already…”

Emma tried to turn, but her feet wouldn’t follow her body’s lead. She stumbled awkwardly, almost falling into a row of patients lying on haphazardly arranged mattresses. They’d been in orderly rows last night.

A hand caught her arm, holding her up.

“One hand for the ship, doctor.” Rachel smiled at her like they were waiting for the dinner announcement. “I’ve asked some of the crew to clean things up a bit, I hope you don’t mind? I think the smell is what gets to people most. I know it does me.”

That smile again.

Emma’s opinion of the CEO had been low even before the emergency meeting in the captain’s office two nights ago. Now she was convinced she must be crazy. Worrying about the cleanliness of her lounge with death all around them, closing in like a creeping tide. She’d been going from one passenger to the next, making chit-chat and cracking jokes for the last hour.

“Of course.”

Emma hadn’t given sanitation a thought for hours. Early this morning some of the crew already quarantined in the lounge had volunteered to help, but she needed an army to empty buckets, clean up feces and vomit, hand out water and fresh towels, let alone actually try to treat any of the more than two hundred people now crammed into the room.

Even if she did have the medicine and equipment she needed, she didn’t have enough hands.

“You are going to sit here behind the bar and rest for half an hour,” Emma hadn’t realised Rachel was leading her to the other side of the lounge, through a maze of makeshift screens and mattresses. “We’re going to clean up, then I’m going to have a chat with you about what you need.”

“Medicine,” said Emma. “Need more. We’ve run out of…”

“We can get it airlifted from Bermuda,” said Rachel, handing Emma a bottle of water. “Have something to drink and close your eyes for a few minutes.”

Emma was sitting now. Perched on a footstool, her head below the bar’s countertop so that all she could see were bottles of water on shelves all around her. There were more than two hundred bottles of water stoked behind the bar, she’d noted it down somewhere. Rachel said there were another eleven thousand available in the hold.

“I’m going to have to start sedating patients soon,” said Emma. “As more die, those left are going to get increasingly agitated.”

“That’s not necessary yet.” Rachel was kneeling in front of her. “Doctor,” she waited for Emma to lift her eyes. “Promise me you won’t do that yet.”

Emma nodded, looking down at her gloved hands. The gloves were unnecessary now, serving as part of a costume rather than a purpose.

“Tristan?” Rachel was looking for a member of the cruise staff, her voice carrying over the moaning of a man nearby. “Is there any way for us to discreetly put out a call for volunteers to help here? The doctor’s overwhelmed, we need as many of our first aid people as we can get.”

“I’ll ask security to pass the word.”

“I’ll call Richard,” Rachel lifted the phone behind the bar. “We need to get supplies airlifted from Hamilton.”

Rachel was taking over her clinic, but Emma could only feel relief.

She hadn’t been alone like this since the day before yesterday. Was that the last time she slept? Emma couldn’t remember, but she could remember how many bottles of water there were. How many patients were there in the lounge now? She needed to ask Ryan. Should be keeping a runny tally. Why wasn’t she able to remember these details? Emma flicked through her notebook and found the page.

124

142

156

179

192

203?

Why had she put a question mark next to it? She must have intended to double check with Ryan. She’d do a headcount herself, he was as overworked as her. She made a note to find out the total number of Ebola cases throughout the ship.

Shouldn’t be sitting here doing nothing.

“…almost heaven, West Virginia, blue ridge mountain, Shenandoah river…”

Emma stood up, incredulous. Singing. Her patients were singing. It was just a few people at first, the Philipino staff mainly, who, despite being sick, had also volunteered to help in trying to keep the lounge clean.

“life is old there, older than the trees…”

They were being led by Rachel, standing in front of a group of children all singing along, clapping out of time. There were thirty-five children in the lounge. Emma could remember that. Almost all the children on-board.

“younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze…”

Most of them had been brought in by parents who weren’t sick yet. Emma had intended to enforce a strict quarantine, but couldn’t separate children from their parents.

Everyone was infected anyway. Quarantine was a plan that failed as soon as it started.

The voices grew, spreading through the lounge until everyone who had the energy was singing, joining in on the chorus, some filming on their phones.

“country road, take me home, to a place I belong…”

Rachel had lifted a small boy up, his hands in the air in glee, beaming at his dad like he’d won a prize. Jack, though his mother called him Jackie. She was feverish behind one of the curtains; she would likely die during the night. His father wasn’t showing symptoms yet. He might survive until they reached Miami. His son wouldn’t.

“West Virginia, mountain mamma…”

The doors closest to the bar opened, two security guards with tasers at the ready and ten crewmen in masks and gloves, come to remove the bodies.

“take me home, country road.”

Rachel caught Emma’s eye and launched into the chorus once more.

With most patients in the lounge distracted by Rachel and the children, Emma stumbled forward to help them lift the dead. She’d been focusing so much on what medication and treatments her patients needed, and dwelling on her inability to provide it, that she’d forgotten one of the worst parts about being ill.

Boredom.

She watched the first three bodies carried to one of the elevators on the other side of the lobby and tried to remember how many had died. What had Ryan said? She needed to see what was being done with the bodies, she had to make sure they were being treated respectfully.

She gestured to Rachel and then stumbled over to the lift, catching the alarmed glance of a passenger on a mattress closest to the door. By tomorrow, even Rachel wouldn’t be able to keep the flood gates closed. Panic was going to set in tonight. Several dozen people were unlikely to make it through to the morning and with death on every other mattress in the lounge, Emma and Rachel’s deception would be laid bare.

She wasn’t escaping, she would come back. She wasn’t abandoning them.

By tomorrow, she would be incapacitated anyway, and would be unable to control the diarrhea. She’d end up soiling herself like so many of her patients, whose shame she’d had to ignore as she or one of the crew helped them clean themselves.

It was absurd, but this was what scared her most. Not death.

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About the Author

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Shaun Ebelthite was born in Namibia, raised in South Africa and educated in Dubai in the Middle East where he is a maritime and cruise journalist. He has been covering all aspects of ocean transport for more than five years and runs the Middle East’s foremost online cruise magazine. He has had two children’s books published, and is now branching out into a new genre with his first thriller.

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Blog Tour Schedule

Dec 4th

Reads & Reels (Featured Promo) http://www.readsandreels.com

Meggy Down the Rabbit Hole (Excerpt) http://meggydowntherabbithole.wordpress.com

The Most Sublime (Review) https://themostsublime.com

Rambling Lisa’s Book Reviews (Promo) https://ramblinglisasbookreviews.com

Dec. 5th

Touch My Spine Book Reviews (Review) https://touchmyspinebookreviews.com

Between the Bindings (Excerpt) http://bookfanatic89.blogspot.ca

Traquil Dreams (Review) https://klling.wordpress.com

Dec. 6th

Book Reviews by Shalini (Excerpt) https://bookreviewsbyshalini.wordpress.com

Lynne (Review) http://just4mybooks.wordpress.com

Nesie’s Place (Review) https://nesiesplace.wordpress.com

Dec. 7th

The Bookworm Chronicles https://muretbookworm.wordpress.com

Darque Dreamer Reads (Review) https://darquedreamerreads.wordpress.com

Where Dragons Reside (Excerpt) https://kernerangelina.live

Dec. 8th

J Bronder Reviews (Review) https://jbronderbookreviews.com/

Speedy Reader (Review) https://speedyreadercom.wordpress.com

Dec. 9th

Didi Oviatt (Review) https://didioviatt.wordpress.com

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Novella Title: Follow the Snowflakes, A Christmas Novella

Author: Angelina Kerner (ME)

Novella Blurb:

At 28, it’s bad to be single. After four years of relationship struggles, Cat is ready to try anything.

That’s when her friend tells her about her class’ Dear Santa letters. One little boy asked for a new mommy, and she suggests Cat meets the kid’s dad, just to see where things go. Cat figures it can’t hurt…until she meets a stranger in the midst of a car accident. The man is handsome with a sad look in his eyes. He still wears a wedding band and she’s not sure his heart’s available, even if he makes her heart race. But, maybe he’s a widower? Cat wonders if she should resign herself to being an old maid, or whether she could possibly be the answer to a little boy’s Christmas wish, unless there’s a third option – a future with the stranger.

Genre: Chick-lit/Contemporary Romance

Publication Date: December 15th, 2017

Cover Reveal: November 1st, 2017 with R&R Book Tours

Book Tour: December 11th to December 15th, 2017 with R&R Book Tours

25 days of Follow the Snowflakes Trivia starts on November 20th, 2017, here!

 

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Thank you to R&R Book Tours

Hi everyone,

I hope that you’re all doing well.

Denise posted in July, a great post about promotional services. You can find it here. So based on 5 Things Book Promotion Services Should Remember by Denise, here’s what I have to say about R&R Book ToursRR Book Tours Button (2).jpg

  1. Equal and fair treatment – I don’t know about the other authors, but Shannon is equal and fair. I receive her invites to other blog tours and any updates that she receives from those authors so I know that. It feels like she cares about each and every request and tries her best to help out. Our recent conversation was about finding bloggers for a specific genre, her response was – “I’m sure it’s great, just very specific. It’s a challenge ;)” so she’s willing to search for bloggers who review specific genre’s which is great because it’s not just about sending out blog post about tour invites, but reaching out to specific bloggers, which takes time!
  2. Communication – Fantastic, considering how many times I had sent her the novella files haha.  Our email string is 56 and counting so we’re going back and forth. So, if you have any questions about your own tour and everything, she’s there.
  3. Prompt response to emails from authors and bloggers would be appreciated. Usually her response time is within the hour and sometimes even within 5 minutes which is surprising sometimes because she has a couple of serious life things going on, and yet shes great with responding. And, when I was freaking out about the cover for my new novella, her response was almost instant and it was – “I LOVE IT!” That made me feel confident that maybe the blogger who signed for the cover reveal and the tour will like it, too.
  4. FAQs – Denise’s words – Most services have FAQs. Some are more detailed than others, but it’s generally stated that “a WORD doc, book cover and everything needed for posting will be provided.”  Shannon also provides HTML info for bloggers. So you’re not only getting a word doc, but also an HTML with the same info. I’m not sure if Shannon states that somewhere…I actually didn’t see it so now you know that it’s provided.
  5. The Author/Blogger Chose Your Service – It’s a great fit me for me. The cover reveal and book tour are still to happen – November 1st and December 11th to December 15th, 3017. I’m super excited.

Also a big thank you for the bloggers, not just Shannon who signed up for both events. I’m super happy that you chose to help me spread the word about my novella. That means the world to me.

I’m having a blog party starting November 20th, 2017. Join the fun. For info, check here.

Angelina Kerner

Seven Hours: Challenge Accepted Virtual Book Tour ended!

 

All this is thanks to Aimee Brown, blogger and author of Little Grey Dress. Her blog is here.

 

Did you miss any of the stops?

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July 31st

One Book At a Time  – Spotlight Post
Monique McDonell-Author – Book Excerpt
For the Love of Chick Lit – Spotlight Post

August 1st

Kristin’s Novel Cafe – Book Excerpt
Living Life with Joy – Author Guest Post

August 2nd

Rambling Lisa’s Book Reviews – Book Review
ItaPixie’s Book Corner – Book Review

August 3rd

Book Lover in Florida – Book Excerpt

August 4th

Steamy Book Momma – Book Review
Authors & Readers Book Corner – Book Excerpt

August 5th

Novelgossip – Book Excerpt

August 6th

Judging More than Just the Cover – Author Q&A

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Angelina Kerner

Seven Hours: Challenge Accepted Virtual Book Tour Schedule

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All this is thanks to Aimee Brown, blogger and author of Little Grey Dress. Her blog is here.

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July 31st

One Book At a Time  – Spotlight Post
Monique McDonell-Author – Book Excerpt
For the Love of Chick Lit – Spotlight Post

August 1st

Kristin’s Novel Cafe – Book Excerpt
Living Life with Joy – Author Guest Post

August 2nd

Rambling Lisa’s Book Reviews – Book Review
ItaPixie’s Book Corner – Book Review

August 3rd

Book Lover in Florida – Book Excerpt

August 4th

Steamy Book Momma – Book Review
Authors & Readers Book Corner – Book Excerpt

August 5th

Novelgossip – Book Excerpt

August 6th

Judging More than Just the Cover – Author Q&A

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Angelina Kerner