Wednesday, February 26, 2014

I Always Feel Like Somebody's Watching Meeeeeeee

Hey Guys! I know it's been awhile, I've missed you. I have a super duper reason for writing today. I want to introduce you to one of my absolute favorite authors, the one, the only - Bart Hopkins! Bart's short story, Donations, appears in the book Stalkers - A Collection of Thriller Stories, edited by Cynthia Shepp and Rene Folsom. More on the book later in this post. But first, SeƱor Bart has a few words he'd like to say. Take it away, kind sir!


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Many thanks for sharing your blog with me today!

The minimalist intro … I’m an indie author, a regular guy who likes to write, and probably talks too much.  Through friendly people, I find myself with you now, so sit back, relax, and let me ramble … I promise not to embarrass anyone, except myself.


The other day I found my daughter, sprawled across one of our couches, plugged in to her iPod.  She was bobbing her head to music I couldn’t hear.


“What are you listening to?” I asked her.
“Oh, this awesome song I found on the computer … ‘Emotion’ by the Bee Gees?”


I chuckled … she had used a hard “G” when she said Bee Gees … like a bee in a karate gi.

She asked me what was funny, so I told her about the mispronunciation.  She laughed and told me she’d never heard of the Bee Gees.

“That’s probably because they were around before you were born—that song is about twenty-three years older than you!” I told her.
“Really?” she asked.
“Yep.”
“Wow, well, it’s really good.”  She sounded surprised.  Like, maybe, good music didn’t begin until her generation.


Our conversation made me think about the timeless nature of music.  There’s no expiration date on a good song; it simply lives forever.  And that’s pretty cool—powerful even.  It’s something we can rely on to hold the chaos at bay.

There was a time when music ruled my little world, and I thought it would always be at the core of everything I did.  I made mixed-tapes, doodled favorite lyrics on folders in grade school, and there was always a tune playing inside my head.

Things gradually changed.  I got older.  Playlists replaced mixed-tapes.  But, every now and then, I still find the old magic…


Sometimes when I’m writing—I slap on a pair of headphones—and the world around me disappears for a few minutes.  The same thing happens when I’m reading.


What does this all mean?  Ahh, who knows.  I’m just a guy who likes music and makes up stories.  As with songs, some of my stories are bright and filled with sunshine.  Others aren’t so shiny and happy … like this little story called Donations:

An Excerpt From Donations by Bart Hopkins
(Available in the anthology: Stalkers)

While Clarissa was at the library waiting for a patrol car to arrive, he was parked, waiting patiently, down the street from her townhome.
He pushed his right hand into the pocket of his jeans, let his fingers caress the treasure he had waiting there, and smiled salaciously.  He pulled his hand out of his pocket and removed two silver keys.
The first key was a copy of the other key.  He’d had it made earlier that same day…
…the other key opened Clarissa’s front door.
He smiled again.  He couldn’t believe his good fortune.
After watching her leave for work, he’d done a little poking around.  Most people kept a spare key hidden near their home.  He did.  So, he figured, maybe Clarissa did, too.
It only took him a few minutes to find it.  It was in a Ziploc bag, pushed into the loose soil of her potted plant; she hadn’t even buried it all the way.  He saw it almost as soon as he looked there.  It was as if she were begging for something to happen…
He knew her routines.  He knew she would be gone for a while.  Having her key copied was a walk in the park.  Like taking candy from a baby.
Placing her key back into the clear baggie, he jumped out of his car, and walked to her door.  Nobody shouted at him when he stooped down and pushed the key back into its pathetic hiding place.  No sirens sounded.  His actions went unobserved.
He took his copy and put it into the keyhole.  It twisted easily.
He couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across his face, stretching it so taut that wrinkles of concentric half-circles dominated his cheeks.  He was giddy from the excitement he felt.  The fact that she could come down the street any second only made it all the more exciting.


BIO
Bart Hopkins is originally from Galveston, Texas, but currently resides in Germany.  He has been an Air Force weatherman for nearly 20 years.

He feels that his background in weather bridged naturally into the world of storytelling.  He hopes to one day achieve global peace through his writing—one individual at a time. 

Bart has written two novels—Texas Jack and Fluke—and has a book of short stories, Dead Ends.  He blogs.  He’s on a permanent quest to find the time to be lazy.  Stalk him at www.barthopkins.com or www.facebook.com/barthopkinsauthor.

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I really hope you grab a copy of Stalkers and check our Bart's story, Donations, along with the other stories in the anthology. Because sometimes you just need a good thrill. Amiright? 


Here's a little more info on the book and where you can snag a copy. Oh, and there might be a nifty little giveaway for you, too. Maybe. 




Stalkers: A Collection of  Thriller Stories
Edited and compiled by Cynthia Shepp and Rene Folsom
Anthology
eBook and paperback, 498 pages

Purchase: Amazon Kindle (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00GX9VVWI?ie=UTF8&tag=httpwwwgoodco-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=B00GX9VVWI&SubscriptionId=1MGPYB6YW3HWK55XCGG2)



**The Kindle edition of STALKERS is ON SALE for $.99 until February 27!**

Amazon paperback  (http://www.amazon.com/Stalkers-A-Collection-Thriller-Stories/dp/1494279053/ref=tmm_pap_title_0/176-6689168-5259205)


Shadows follow you in the darkness of the night and the eerie sensation of being watched crawls up your spine. Your sanity pulls apart at the seams as the terrors stalk their victims, leaving you too frightened to turn off the light.

These twisted stories will leave you breathless, dreading the horrors lurking around the corner.

Seventeen authors. Seventeen tales of terror. Infinite nightmares.

STALKERS.

Watch your back.

Stories featured in this anthology:
- Every Thorn by Rene Folsom
- Dead Ringer by Jason Brant
- Autumn by Elizabeth Collins
- Don’t Kiss the Dead Fred by A.E. Killingsworth
- Affliction by S.L. Dearing
- Lucid by Andrea Stanet
- Donations by Bart Hopkins
- Bernice by Chad Foutz
- Destination: Death by Eaton Thomas Palmer
- Powerless by Laurie Treacy
- Freezer Burn by Jon Messenger
- The Watcher by Lindy Spencer
- Immortal Luck by Magen McMinimy
- Izzy’s Assassin by Nicole Clark
- Say My Name by Michael Loring
- Damaged People by Nicki Scalise
- Blog Stalker by Phil Taylor
  




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Friday, January 3, 2014

It's a New Year, Peeps

Happy New Year! Or as I like to call it, happy "get used to messing up the year on forms for the next 3 months". :)
 
 
 
I originally planned a 2013 recap post for you all, but lezbehonest - I think everybody has overdosed on those posts, right? Besides, it's not like I did anything super duper extraordinary.
 
 
 
 But I really am looking forward to a new year and a fresh start. There's alway something so promising about beginning a new year. I mean, heck, we're all still alive and that freaking counts for something, right?!
 
 
 
I do have some goals for 2014, but I think I'll save that for another post. But I do want to share with you some things that I'm looking forward to in 2014.
 
 
 
-Turning 31
-Going to a Justin Timberlake concert *swoon*
-My kids turning 6 and 4
-Being together with hubs for 13 years and married for 7
-Going on a family vacation (hopefully)
 -Peace, love, and happiness... and all that jazz.
 
 
 
Tell me, what are you looking forward to in the new year?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Thursday, December 26, 2013

Buckets of Joy

Well hello there! Hope everybody had a nice holiday. We definitely had a wonderful time celebrating together and with family. 

I feel like being a parent and experiencing Christmas through our kids' eyes is better than any present that you can buy in a store. Dom and Will just get so excited - yes, excited for toys, they are kids after all - but also excited about the possibility of snow, and family time and Santa and just the magic and wonder of the season. 







 
 Some days I complain that they are so spoiled, but I also know that they and we are so blessed to be surrounded by family and friends who love our little guys. 

So anyway, all of this to say that I hope that you all are surrounded with love and family during the holidays. And fill your buckets with joy. <3 
 
 

Sunday, December 22, 2013

It's Been a Long Time...

Didja miss me? I've missed you like a skinny kid loves salad. My laptop battery won't hold a charge anymore and I have no funds to replace it... So blogging has taken a bit of a backseat. I'm officially blogging on my iPad right now, so if stuff looks wonky, I apologize.

Anyway, fill me in, what's been up with you guys? I've had a bit of a bout of seasonal depression, I think. Will's 3rd birthday was at the beginning of this month and I couldn't manage to do more than buy him a cookie cake to celebrate. Mom of the year award right here. But luckily he thought it was the greatest thing since sliced bread and asks for cookie cake every day. So a partial win, I guess.

Then, we decided, out of financial necessity of course, that we wouldn't buy presents for anyone but the kids. We just cannot afford it. And on the one hand, it has eliminated a lot of stress and I haven't had to face any of the crazed shopping hordes. But on the other hand, I miss it because I love buying presents for people! Le sigh.

And I had a weeklong visit from the stomach bug fairy. No sugar plums here, just visions of barf dancing in my head. I'm feeling much, much better though! 

But we did get our Christmas tree up. It has lights, but no ornaments. What? #ghettofabulouschristmas

Anyway, just wanted to check in and let y'all know I'm still around. Xo

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Dirty Thirty Linkity Split

Welcome to the 30th Hump Day Hop! 
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Okie Dokie

Nugget On A Budget

It's okay that I haven't posted anything other than the Hump Day Hop link up in forever. I've just been so busy. And tired. And the usual list of excuses. 



It's okay that I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving with the biggest smile on my face and in my belly. I've been really good for over 2 weeks with my eating and resisting falling back into a lot of my old eating habits. I've lost 8 lbs so far, which is amazing and really motivates me to stick with it. But man oh man... my Thanksgiving cheat dinner is going to be amazing. My taste buds will be in overdrive. :) 



It's okay that I have already started listening to my Justin Bieber Christmas album again. You can never have too much Christmas. Or the Biebs. Don't hate. 



It's okay that I tend to avoid tv shows that have a lot of hype and then watch them years later on Netflix. I get so excited about them and then my friends are like, "Um.. yea.. that was cool... 4 years ago!" haha. What can I say? I'm a rebel. #notreally



It's okay that I am about to fall asleep trying to watch Sons of Anarchy. Not because the show is boring, but because I am old. Somebody get my prune juice. Nighty night! 
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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Hop it up!

Welcome to the 29th Hump Day Hop! 
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We are excited to have Katie from The House of O as our co-host this week!
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