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Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Silenced in the Surf by Kate Dyer-Seeley Blog Tour with Excerpt :)

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Welcome to my tour stop for Silenced in the Surf by Kate Dyer-Seeley! This is book three in the Pacific Northwest Mystery series and released March 29th, 2016. The tour runs April 4-15 with reviews, interviews, guest posts and excerpts. Check out the tour page for the full schedule.

SILENCED coverAbout the Book:
Covering a windsurfing competition should have been a breeze for reporter Meg Reed, but with a killer in the curl, she's headed for rough waters…

Hood River in the Columbia River Gorge is the windsurfing capital of the world, and Meg is stoked to cover the King of the Hook event for Portland's Northwest Extreme magazine. Before the competition gets under way, Meg has a chance to try some windsurfing on her own. But when the current sweeps her downriver, she spots a body snagged on the rocks. The dead man is Justin Cruise, aka Cruise Control, a celebrity windsurfer and not exactly a nice guy. It's soon clear his death was no accident, and Cruise had no shortage of enemies. As Meg dives right in to discover who wiped out the windsurfer, she'll need to keep her balance--or she too may get blown away.

Praise For Scene Of The Climb "A splendid overview of the greater Portland and Columbia River Gorge region, perfect for travel buffs. Her protagonist shows promise with her determined attitude and moxie." --Library Journal "A fun, terrific adventure." --Suspense Magazine
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Gam plopped on the couch and directed Jill and me to do the same. Her purple T-shirt had rhinestones around the collar. They caught the light from the bay window and sparkled. Just like her, I thought. Gam always sparkles.
“Gam, I can’t believe you’re here,” I said again.
“When Sheriff Daniels got the call, he offered to let me come along on a little adventure. The Universe lined it up perfectly—aside from this missing surfer, of course—I’ve been having a bit of an adventure myself.”
“What kind of adventure?”
Gam paused for dramatic effect. “Rats.”
“Rats?” Jill stuck out her tongue.
“Exactly.” Gam clapped her hands together. “You know me, girls. I love all creatures—they all have something to offer and teach us.”
“Even rats?” I mimicked Jill’s disgusted face.
“Even rats.” Gam smiled. “That is until they invaded my condo.”
“In your condo—gross!” I stuck my tongue out, too.
Gam nodded. “In my condo. They got into everything—my flour, sugar, cereal and destroyed my pantry.”
The joke in our family has always been that in case of a natural disaster, like the big quake that they’ve been predicting will hit Portland, or in Matt’s mind when the zombie apocalypse hits, we all will run to Gam’s house. Gam has lived alone since my grandfather died twenty years ago, but her pantry is stocked for an army. I’m pretty sure she keeps Costco in business. Her pantry shelves sag under the weight of her canned goods. The last time I was at her place she asked me to grab a can of green beans. I counted forty-six cans in her panty. Forty-six!
“At first I offered them a blessing. Then I invited them to leave.” Gam continued. “They didn’t seem to listen to my invitation, so I decided it was time to get serious. I went to the hardware store and bought rat bait. I said a small prayer for them and helped speed them up to their next incarnation.”
Jill burst into laughter. “So you exterminated them.”
“I like the idea of speeding up their next incarnation better.” Gam winked. “But, yep, I nuked them.”
We all cracked up at the image of my sweet spiritual grandmother poisoning rats and blessing them as they continued on to their next journey.
“I had an ‘ammonia moment,’ as Margaret likes to call them.” Gam gave me a sly smile.
Jill looked to me for clarification.
I shook my head. “You don’t want to be anywhere near Gam’s place when she gets the ammonia out.”
Gam keeps her condo neat and tidy all year round. She stocks up on bleach and squeals with delight whenever there’s a sale on vacuum cleaners. Her hardwood floors are always perfectly polished, and her kitchen sink gleams so brightly that you’d never believe it even gets used. Although her place would pass a white-gloved inspection, she amps up her cleaning routine at least a couple of times a year.
I’ve learned that it’s best to give Gam some space when she has an ammonia moment. Every cupboard and closet gets emptied, scrubbed, and sorted when Gam goes on a cleaning kick. Usually it coincides with her healing work. She owns a new age bookstore Love and Light, where she offers a variety of classes and private healing sessions. Often when she’s introducing something new to her practice, she has to literally and figuratively clear out her space.
Gam grinned. “When Sheriff Daniels mentioned that he had a new case, I decided a trip to the river would be cleansing, and it would give my condo some time to let the rat energy clear out, too.”
“I’m glad you’re here,” I said, squeezing her knee.
“Me too, and it sounds like you could use some work.” She brushed her hands together and allowed a calming wave of energy to transform her body. Placing one hand on my knee, she closed her eyes and pointed her other hand, palm out, toward me. I could feel heat pulsing in my knee almost instantly. I closed my eyes. My body started to spiral in small circles. It felt like Gam’s free hand was spinning me, up and up, toward the heavens. I didn’t want the feeling to end.
“Wow,” Jill said when Gam brushed her hands together again and called us back to our bodies. “That was intense.”
“Did you feel it?” Gam asked.
Jill nodded. “I did.”
Gam clapped. “Oh, yay! I love it when people can feel the energy in the room even when I’m not working directly on them. We’re all getting the energy, you know. What did you feel?”
“It’s hard to explain,” Jill said. “I guess I felt really calm and then I saw this bright white light.”
“Yes!” Gam’s knees bounced. “That’s it. That’s the energy you’re feeling. Shall I do some work on you?”
“Sure.” Jill waited while Gam shifted on the couch and turned her body away from me.
This time I watched as Gam worked on Jill. The energy was so dense it felt like I could touch it. When she finished, Gam checked in with Jill.
“What did you feel?”
Jill let out a long sigh. “A release.”
“Mmm-hmm. I felt it, too.” Gam reached out and placed her hands on Jill’s throat. “You’re opening up here.”
Jill closed her eyes as Gam held her neck. After a few minutes she let go, and asked Jill in a gentle voice, “Is that better?”
Jill looked at her feet. She wiped a tear from her eye and touched her throat, and said, “It feels so warm.”


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Don't miss out on the first two books, Scene of the Climb and Slayed on the Slopes!
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 About the Author:
Kate Dyer-Seeley writes the Pacific Northwest Mystery Series for Kensington Publishing. The first book in the series, Scene of the Climb, features the rugged landscapes of the Columbia River Gorge and a young journalist who bills herself as an intrepid adventurer in order to land a gig writing for Northwest Extreme. Her work has appeared in a variety of regional and international publications including: The Columbian, The Vancouver Voice, Seattle Backpacker, Portland Family Magazine, and Climbing Magazine. Kate lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and son, where you can find her hitting the trail, at an artisan coffee shop, or at her favorite pub. Better yet—at all three.
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GIVEAWAY:
Signed copies of Scene of the Climb, Slayed on the Slopes and Silenced in the Surf, pink water bottle, Organic Clif bars, Sunscreen, Chapstick, Pink sunglasses & Gourmet lemonade.
Open to US addresses only.
Ends April 20, 2016

 
This event was organized by CBB Book Promotions

2 comments:

  1. Can't wait to read!!! Looks like a great book

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  2. I like the scenic detailed covers on the books.

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