If you are reading this, then you will learn herein . . . I am dead. Murdered. Struck down in the prime highpoint mid-point . . . er, late-prime, early twilight-ish. The police came. They crime scene investigated. They left. Case unsolved. But then, I’m just a nobody...
And so it begins again. Holy crap on a peanut butter sandwich. It’s finally coming—she’s finally coming. Ana Karras is Ana Montilla. Ana is out of hiding and on a tear. Don’t get in her way. Don’t piss her off. Don’t betray her. Deception is the sword of the cunning....
Since publishing my first paranormal mystery, Dying to Know, I’ve published three more. Two in the Oliver Tucker Gumshoe Ghost series (I loathe that moniker), and recently with New Sins for Old Scores. Both these series include a lead character that has some unusual...
by Tj O'Connor Cancer should be spelled with an F. That’s the way I spell it—F---ing Cancer. Cancer took my girl. Fast. Painfully. Heartlessly. First it took her by surprise. Then it took her leg. Then it took her dignity. Then, it forced me to … f---ing...
by Tj O'ConnorTemporary Cover ArtMy sins are surfacing. They’re on the horizon, inching ever closer, and it’s time I dealt with them head-on. Like many a wild and crazy-guy, my sins come with scores to settle, too. There’s nothing better than a good battle of new sins...
Kill ’em! Kill ’em all! Die my darlings, die!Phew, now that I got that out. Let me explain.William Faulkner—you know, that slouch author—is famed for many things like his 1949 Nobel for Literature and The Sound and the Fury not least among them. He is also noted for...
