Playing with Poison
Pool shark Jessie Hewitt usually knows where the balls will fall and how the game will end. But when a body lands on her couch, and the cute cop in her kitchen accuses her of murder, even Jessie isn't sure what will happen next. Playing With Poison is a cozy mystery with a lot of humor, a little romance, and far too much champagne.
Jessie Hewitt thought her pool-hustling days were long gone. But when uber-hunky cop Wilson Rye asks her to go undercover to catch a killer, she jumps at the chance to return to a sleazy poolroom. Jessie is confident she can handle a double homicide, but the doubly-annoying Wilson Rye is another matter altogether. What's he doing flirting with a woman half his age? Will Jessie have what it takes to deal with Tiffany La-Dee-Doo-Da Sass and solve the murders? Take a guess.
Three Odd Balls
A romantic vacation for…five? This wasn’t exactly what Jessie and Wilson had in mind when they planned their trip to the tropics. But the fun begins when Jessie’s delightfully spry mother, Wilson’s surfer dude son, and Jessie’s rabidly hyperactive New York agent decide to tag along. But what kind of trouble can these three oddest of odd balls possibly get into? Take a guess.
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A little bit about Cindy Blackburn:
Cindy Blackburn has a confession to make–she does not play pool. It’s that whole eye-hand coordination thing. What Cindy does do well is school. So when she’s not writing silly stories she’s teaching serious history. European history is her favorite subject, and the ancient stuff is best of all. The deader the better! A native Vermonter who hates cold weather, Cindy divides her time between the south and the north. During the school year you’ll find her in South Carolina, but come summer she’ll be on the porch of her lakeside shack in Vermont. Cindy has a fat cat named Betty and a cute husband named John. Betty the muse meows constantly while Cindy tries to type. John provides the technical support. Both are extremely lovable.
When Cindy isn’t writing, grading papers, or feeding the cat, she likes to take long walks or paddle her kayak around the lake. Her favorite travel destinations are all in Europe, her favorite TV show is NCIS, her favorite movie is Moonstruck, her favorite color is orange, and her favorite authors (if she must choose) are Joan Hess and Spencer Quinn. Cindy dislikes vacuuming, traffic, and lima beans.
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I don’t know about everyone else, but I ALWAYS want to know more about authors. You know what do they do when they aren’t writing, what do they like to eat, what their writing journey has been like, etc, etc. Bella at Cozy Mystery Book Reviews set me up with Cindy Blackburn, in order for Cindy to do a guest post here on the blog. Read on to hear Cindy’s funny explanation to a topic I chose for her.
I had to laugh when Kim asked me to write a blog about my writing journey. She mentioned that this journey “appears to have taken a while,” and she wondered if I might care to explain why.
Thank you, thirty-something Kim, for being so super polite. My own family tends to be a bit less diplomatic. When they ask the same basic question, it comes out something like this: “You’re kind of old, Cindy. So, like, what took you so long to write a book?”
I have hundreds of reasons, rationalizations, and excuses for the delay. Some of these are on the practical side, and some would likely require years and years of therapy to sort out. But as my family keeps reminding me, I am getting old. So let’s skip the decades of deep counseling sessions and cut to the number one practical issue that held me back from actually completing my first novel: I was dragged kicking and screaming into the word-processing era.
Credit my hubby for the dragging. It took the poor guy years (okay, decades) to convince me not to write long-hand, but to—are you ready for it?—USE A COMPUTER!
I cannot count the number of times he shook his head in dismay at my ever-growing stack of legal pads, on which I was continuously writing to no purpose whatsoever. Each sheet of paper on each legal pad was chock full of this detailed tidbit of a story, or that intricate point of a plot, or this short snippet of inspired dialogue, or that vague idea for a new story altogether. I would fill each legal pad to the brim, toss it haphazardly into a banker’s box, and pick up the next empty tablet.
I had no filing system whatsoever. Zero. So if I ever actually wanted to go back and find a gem of prose or plot? Forget it. Was not happening. I spent many hours sitting cross-legged amidst my banker’s boxes, sputtering out four-letter words, and asking, “Where is it? Where IS it!?”
No one knew. And while I worked myself into a tizzy of anger and hopelessness my techno-whiz husband would stand in the doorway to our office, quietly and calmly (the man can be absolutely infuriating) suggesting how much easier life could be, how much happier I could be, if only I would take him up on his offer and begin to use a laptop.
I refused. And I refused. And I refused. Until the fateful day when hubby took matters into his own hands and bought me my very own laptop, whether I wanted it or not.
“Surprise!” he said. “Why don’t you use this to write a book!” he suggested. He found his biggest, happiest smile and stood before me, holding out the brand new laptop. It might been five minutes—it certainly was a very pregnant two or three—until I sighed dramatically and reached out.
And I’ve never looked back. Because, here’s the deal—computers are great for writing! Who knew? For instance, they have these keys called Backspace and Delete. They make revising a dream, I tell you! The Backspace key is my friend! I love you, Delete key! And don’t even get me started on the “Save” and “Save As” features and functions for filing and organizing. Handy-dandy!Oh, and if you’re wondering about the fate of all those legal pads? They still exist in the back of the office closet, where they will no doubt languish until my death. And hubby? I dedicated my first book to him, and he’s acknowledged in all the rest.
Sooooo, does anyone else resist change? Or am I the world’s only fuddy-duddy? How about technology? Scary stuff for anyone other than moi?
GIVEAWAY!!!!Cindy will be giving away one ebook copy of Playing with Poison at each blog stop. Comment below by answering Cindy's question for a chance to win. Be sure to enter your email address, so you can be contacted, if you are chosen the winner. The contest ends on Sunday, February 10th. The winner will be chosen on February 11th. Good luck.