BRILLIANT MYSTERY WRITER ELIZABETH SIMS 
has a new, short e-book—a collection of four short stories, titled, I AM CALICO JONES, from her imprint, Spruce Park Press. AND her short story “Untold Riches” is available in another new anthology, LESBIANS ON THE LOOSE: Crime Writers on the Lam, from Launchpoint Press. AND LEFT FIELD, the fifth in her Lillian Byrd series, was a finalist for a ‘Goldie’ at the recent Golden Crown Literary Society‘s conference in New Orleans! Way to go, Ms. Ez!
August 2015 archive
Lies!
CHRISTINA BENJAMIN is about to launch LIES, the third book in her terrific YA series, THE GENEVA PROJECT—which takes place in the troubled land of Lux! The first two books, TRUTH and SECRETS, are currently on sale for $.99 so readers can get caught up for LIES’ September 1st debut. Pre-order LIES now, on Amazon.
Lit-Land-O residents, take note: LIES is launching at Writer’s Atelier, on Saturday, September 12th, at 4:30, when Christina will be reading from LIES and signing copies!
A Mere 425 Miles
HUGH HOLBORN’S PREPARATIONS for his upcoming hike of the southern quarter of the Appalachian Trail (a mere 425 miles!) continue. He’s adopted the moniker “Teatime” for his Big Stroll. Signing trail registers with trail names, he says, make individual hikers’ journeys easier to follow. Now, his blog, Teatime on the AT, has been picked up by TOTALLY ST. AUGUSTINE, an arts and entertainment site focused on happenings in Hugh’s hometown.
But why “Teatime”?
Our world, Hugh says, has become a reckless gyroscope spinning wildly out of control. One needs a weapon to guard against its assault. A tool, if you will, to separate the future from the now. Tea provides the perfect punctuation. Taking time for tea says, ‘Pardon me, World, I am getting off at the next stop. You folks continue onward. I will rejoin the hootenanny a bit later.’
We will encounter places along the trail high in the Smoky Mountains, with thousands of vertical feet separating us from the life that exists below, he continues. There, we shall put down our packs and stop the motion of our trail-weary selves. Then, I shall reach deep in my pack for a small stove and round pot, boil enough water for the three of us, and announce to my boys, ‘Brace yourselves, young princes of the Appalachian Trail, it’s time for tea!’