June 2010

Andrew Gross Harlan Coben MJ Rose and Mary Higgins Clark

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C re d it s ummer is here and I couldn’t be more grateful. Living in fabulous Los Angeles, California summertime John Raab means random days on the beach, lots of sunshine President & Chairman and BBQsS with friends. I am a lucky gal to spend my life in such a beautiful part of the world; June, July and August refresh my mind of Matt McElreath these facts every year. Executive Vice President, Marketing My favorite things about summer, however, has always been free time and great books. With the sun setting later and temperatures Amanda Goossen remaining at eighty degrees long after sunset, I have always admired Editor-In-Chief the possibilities of so much time. As a kid summertime meant no school and the choice to read anything and everything and I usually had a list I’d been adding to all year long. Contributors To this day, my stack of must-reads sits waiting for free time; thankfully I found a job that requires me to read and constantly explore my passion. Starr Gardinier Reina Terri Ann Armstrong I’ve been waiting for our June issue, which focuses on summer reading, all year Claudia Vargas long. Maybe it’s the child in me who once again has an excuse to read whatever I want, Tiffany Colter but this issue did just that, it allowed me to scan the world of publishing and choose Donald Allen Kirch whatever struck my fancy. Uncle Ben once told Peter Parker in Spiderman: ‘With great R.M. Sackville power comes great responsibility’ and I take this to heart. I tried to choose a wide Steven Morris variety of things to discuss this month and I think you will be thrilled at the result. In June, Suspense Magazine adds two new columns, one by Donald Allen Kirch, Artists Ana Cruz who recently graced our magazine in our new author section. His column, Stranger www.anacruzarts.com than Fiction: True Stories of the Paranormal is a fascinating look into myth, truth and the line that blurs the two. After reading his tales you will find yourself asking, “could Ryan Hungerford that possibly be true?” and he has the facts to back it up. We also welcome Roxanne www.ryanhungerford.com Sackville to Suspense Magazine. Roxanne will be teaching us a few things about the Customer Service and Sub- mysterious world of publishing, talking about her fight for her novel and the lessons scriptions: she learned along the way. Hopefully her stories will help a few of you in your battle For 24/7 service, please use our for your book. website, www.suspensemaga- Last month we featured newcriminologist.com, the leading true crime resource zine.com or write to: SUS- and I am thrilled to inform you we will now be running their work each month in PENSE MAGAZINE at our true crime section. Newcriminoligist.com holds the largest crime database in the 26500 Agoura Road, #102-474 Calabasas, CA 91302 world and Suspense Magazine is honored to be bringing you their haunting knowledge. I am absolutely over the moon for the authors we spoke to this month. Suspense Occasionally, Suspense Maga- Magazine was given the absolute privilege of talking to Mary Higgins Clark, Harlan zine makes portions of our Coben, Andrew Gross and MJ Rose. With that kind of star power I feel like I’ve died magazine subscriber lists and gone to heaven and I think you—our loyal readers—will feel that way too. Each available to carefully screened of these four authors gave us their time, their incredibly insight and a few fun stories companies that offer special along the way. Enjoy their interviews; I know we did. products and services. Any subscriber who does not want Some fun extras this month include “On Location” stories from Wonder-con to receive mailings from and The LA Times Festival of Books. We spoke to two of the young stars of ABC’s new third-party companies should drama Happy Town and also bring you the five top stories in our Very Short, Short Story contact Editor@suspensemag- Contest, which ran the month of April and brought with it some amazing submissions. azine.com. Gregg Olsen even enters our world and talks about what it’s like to write true crime. As you can see our Summer Reading issue has a bit of everything this month Rates: $5.99 per copy in the U.S.; $36.00 for 12 issue subscription / and I believe you’ll find yourself reading Suspense Magazine from cover to cover. I $72.00 for 24 issue subscription in take my responsibility seriously, to make each month better than the last, to thrill our the U.S.; add $11.00 per year for readers and keep you coming back for more. foreign subscriptions in countries Summertime is reading time. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I am heading to the where we have no representation. All foreign subscriptions must be beach with a bag of books! payable in U.S. funds. Until next month, Amanda Goossen Editor-in-Chief, Suspense Magazine SuspenseMagazine.com 1 In This Issue

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Spotlight...... 3. Let MJ Rose Creating a Book Club: FOOD by Amanda Goossen ...... Hypnotize You 4 Ask Your Writing Career Coach by Tiffany Colter...... 7. 52 On Location: LA Times Festival of Books by Amanda Goossen. . . . .10 Self Publishing or Traditional Publishing by R .M ..Sackville...... 12 Just a Job by B .R ..Stateham...... 16 Andrew Gross Stranger Than Fiction: True Stories of the Paranormal by Donald Kirch .19 Reckless in New York New Criminologist: Aileen Carol Wournos by Steven Morris . . . . .22 54 New Author: K ..Raven Rozier...... 26 Watery Grave by R .M ..Sackville ...... 29 Featured Artist: Ryan Hungerford...... 31 Inside the Pages: Suspense Magazine Book Reviews...... 36 Caught in Harlan Coben's Summer Blockbusters & Must See Movies...... 39 Web of Intrigue Sweet Caroline by.e .J ..Fechenda...... 42 57 The Murder Divide by Best-Selling Author Gregg Olsen ...... 45 SUMMER READING...... 48 That Blank, Empty Stareby Adina Isaacs ...... 60 Mary Higgins Clark Truth or Legend: Top 10 Unexplained Phenomena by T .A ..wright . . .62 Positive Persistence Prevails On Location: WonderCon by Matthew McElreath ...... 65 Author Hall of Fame: Bob Kane & Bill Finger ...... 66 Cover Image Cursed by Nomar Knight ...... 68 Happy Town...... 70

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SuspenseMagazine.com 3 Now let me give a bit of background information here. When we were growing up, my mom cooked every meal. The Food kitchen was a gathering place. My siblings and my friends Some people eat to live; I most congregated around the table, talking and tasting, having a definitely LIVE TO EAT! grand-old-time. One thing we never did, however, was cook. By: Amanda Goossen My mom did it all, we watched, ’m the kind of person who Event in Phoenix draws huge but we never touched. It was always cleans my plate, crowds and some of the best my mother’s kitchen, a place we savors every bite and lives authors in the world. “Writers could visit, but not completely for the taste, the texture Can Cook Too” was created invade! andI the joy of food. This month almost as an experiment; the the Suspense Magazine Book Club National Women’s Committee Many years later, this cooking discovered “Writers Can Cook asked many of the authors who arrangement suddenly became a Too!” a book encompassing some attend their yearly event, to problem. I was twenty years old, of my favorite things: reading, contribute recipes for charity. moving from my parents house cooking and friends! Expecting to get a handful, they and getting married. I suddenly were stunned to receive more realized I was going to starve to “Writers Can Cook Too” has death. I couldn’t even make Kraft interesting origins. Located than a hundred and sixty recipes and clever statements from over macaroni and cheese. Two weeks in Waltham, Massachusetts, before my wedding I set out a Brandeis University is ranked in a hundred and thirty bestselling authors. plan. I would cook everyday, try the top tier of universities in the recipes, experiment and figure it country. Founded in 1948 and Suddenly, they had a cookbook out. I liked food far too much to named for the late Justice Louis and what a fabulous cookbook move away from my mother and Dembitz Brandeis of the U.S. it is. Ten months ago, my book never eat again. Supreme Court, it is the only club started because of food. My non-sectarian, Jewish-founded best friend Susan had moved two One of the lab rats for my University in the country, known hours away. Her apartment was fantastic experiment was my for its academic excellence and the size of a closet and her kitchen friend Susan. One evening, as ideals of social justice. was made up of a microwave and my parents left for a night out, I prepared to cook my best friend The Phoenix chapter of the a tiny dorm-sized fridge. She was eating out every meal and when I and three younger siblings dinner. National Women’s Committee, I was decked out in my adorable a group that raises money for offered to prepare a home cooked meal in her honor, she jumped 1950’s housewife apron with a Brandeis University, created bunch of random ingredients. “Writers Can Cook Too” as one of at the chance to taste real food, around a big family table, inside With Susan standing over my their many brilliant fundraisers. shoulder I began to cook and Their Annual Book and Author a suburban family home. Creating a Book Club: A Girl’s Desperate Need for Friendship

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 4 the result was hilarious. I burned homemade muffins and cakes is potatoes, charred cheeseburgers impossible to express. This book and made an insane mess. To say was perfect for us and the fun was it was a disaster is an absolute limitless. understatement. I haven’t quite decided my favorite Eight years later, inviting my part of the book. The recipes dear friend to dinner was partly to are fabulous. My daughter was redeem myself. I’d been cooking, thrilled to help me make Book- experimenting and having a and-Author Limeade, which we’ve whole lot of fun in the kitchen for made again and again because Book-and-Author Limeade quite some time. I taught myself it’s simple and delicious. I tried to cook and had become quite Karin Slaughter’s Coke Roast, a good. It went from a challenge to a small twist on a basic pot roast, pleasure, one of my favorite parts but the small twist makes a major of life. And after my best buddy statement. Numerous people have ate my delicious lasagna that asked me if soaking the roast in night, I promised to make her a coke overnight makes it sweet meal once a month. Our monthly and the answer is no, it makes it dinners soon became a book club, delectable. Lisa Unger’s Pernil a way to combine all our favorite (Puerto Rican Pork Shoulder) things. And all this time later, I combined with my plantains, rice still prepare a homemade meal and black beans created a perfect Oatmeal Raisin Banana Cookies each month for my girls as we meal. The pork slow-cooked in gather in my living room. my oven all day, filled the house This month “Writers Can Cook with a mouth-watering aroma Too” made us smile. We were and allowed it to completely fall happy to take a tiny break from apart when touched lightly with novels and indulge in food. Susan a fork. Never in my life have I is a graduate of culinary school, tasted a more tender and flavorful with a resume that impresses us piece of meat. all. She just started a catering The winner of the recipe company to serve the beautiful showdown however, was San Diego area and knows her Dorothea Benton Frank’s Grilled Puerto Rican Pork Shoulder way around a kitchen better than Shrimp. Marinated in lemon most. Jelly is engaged to one of juice, olive oil, scallions, garlic, the best chefs in Los Angeles, dried basil, dried mustard, salt, CA (my brother-in-law) and is a pepper and cayenne pepper fabulous baker in her own right. for two hours, these flavors I am a self-taught home cook, completely penetrated the jumbo who loves nothing more than shrimp, forming shockingly good preparing meals for my friends results. My husband took his and family. The pride I feel when last bite, looked me in the eyes I watch my two children (both and said, “That was restaurant under five-years-old) trying quality shrimp”. I was inspired shrimp, lamb and indulging in after making this meal and even Grilled Shrimp

SuspenseMagazine.com 5 emailed the author to In honor of writers sharing recipes, I thought I too would offer up one of tell her how much we my favorites. This recipe for lemon chicken has been with me since the day I enjoyed her food. started cooking. It started out as a recipe by Emeril Lagasse on the Food Net- work, but over the years (it's been quite a few now) I have slowly adjusted and The recipes are perfected it for my family. For some reason I have been loyal to this recipe, even astonishing and fun after all those years ago when it didn’t turn out quite right. I always believed to play with, but they in its potential and can proudly tell you now it is one of our favorites. Each aren’t the only great time you make it you will feel like you ordered lemon chicken from your favorite part of this book. I take-out spot, only it's more delicious and better for you than anything you can spent hours just reading have delivered to your door. it. The introductions to the recipes, written Lemon Chicken by the contributor Serves 4 (and don’t forget these contributors are best- 1 large egg selling authors who 4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cut into thin strips can write fabulously) 1/2 cup plus 1 1/2 teaspoons cornstarch are entertaining, funny 1/3 cup chicken stock and insightful. The 1/2 cup fresh lemon juice witty additions made 2 tablespoons soy sauce by authors who can’t 1 tablespoon dark brown sugar cook are even more 2 teaspoons lemon zest amusing. This book 1/4 cup peanut oil isn’t only a cookbook, 1 tablespoon water 1/4 cup finely chopped green onions it’s a treasure. It gave 3 teaspoons minced ginger the girls and me good 2 teaspoons minced garlic reading, great fun and 1 tablespoon toasted sesame seeds, garnish delicious food. Plus, purchasing the book is In a bowl, make the sauce by combining the chicken stock, lemon juice, soy a donation to a great sauce, brown sugar, and lemon zest. Set aside. cause. How often are In medium bowl, beat the egg lightly. Place ½ cup cornstarch in a shallow dish. so many great things One at a time, dredge the chicken in the cornstarch and dip into the egg wash, wrapped up in one little shaking to remove any excess. Dredge again in the cornstarch to lightly coat. package? “Writers Can Place on a baking dish and let stand for 5 minutes. Just before cooking, shake Cook Too” is a little off excess cornstarch. book of greatness.  In a wok, heat the oil over medium-high heat until hot but not smoking. Add To Order: the chicken strips. Fry them for about 3 minutes, until crisp, turning once. Re- move with a slotted spoon and drain them on paper towels. In a small bowl, dis- “Writers Can Cook Too” solve the remaining 1 1/2 teaspoons of cornstarch in the tablespoon of water. email Merrill Kalman Pour nearly all the oil out of the wok. Add the green onions, ginger, and garlic at [email protected]. and stir-fry for 30 seconds. Add the lemon sauce, stir to combine, and bring to The book is $15.00 a boil. plus $2.50 shipping. Add the cornstarch mixture and cook, stirring, until thick. Return the chick- Payments can be made en strips to the wok and stir-fry until warmed through and married with the by check, credit card or sauce, 1 to 2 minutes. PayPal. Proceeds benefit Remove from the heat and divide among 4 plates. Garnish with toasted sesame Brandeis University. seeds and serve with white, brown or fried rice! 

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 6 Ask Your Writing Career Coach with Tiffany Colter

: I have ideas for three different books, but I’m also writing articles and I have a blog. Whenever I’m working on one story, I’m thinking about the other. I cannot seem to focus on one idea. What can I do? : For writers, it is either feast or famine. You either are bubbling with more ideas Q than you can handle or you’re battling writer’s block. The key to being consistent is learning to organize your ideas in a way that will work for you. The best plan for organization will depend on your personality, your available space and the writing you’reA doing. Many writers only have a limited amount of time to write. They have to manage their full-time job, family responsibilities and writing. It is easy to get distracted when ideas are beating at your brain constantly, but when you sit down you are overwhelmed and don’t know where to start. I tend to be old school on organization. I love to use manila folders to keep track of book ideas, article ideas and blogs. See if this system, whether with physical folders or virtual ones, help you to stay on top of your writing. Organization for Articles • Ideas – When you have an idea for an article write it on a piece of paper and put it in this folder. • Outlines – Outline your articles. It can be detailed and include references or simply afew sentences to help focus your thoughts. • Rough Draft – This is the folder where you put your rough drafts after you’ve typed them. These could also be revised copies that you are not quite ready to send to potential markets. • To send – These are completed manuscripts for articles. You shouldn’t hold things in this folder very long. Instead, try to find markets that are interested in your article or short story and start sending them out. • Waiting on Reply – It is best if you pick two or three potential markets for each project. That is because rejection is part of the business. If you’ve already chose the next place to send it and if you do get a rejection you are ready to keep the story moving. That lessens the sting of rejection a bit too. • Markets – This is a folder where you keep notes on place you know that are actively looking for articles that you’d like to write. Whenever you hear of a publisher—paying or otherwise—who is accepting articles you’d like to write, put their information in this folder.

SuspenseMagazine.com 7 The way this system keeps you organized is you now have writing ready for every mood. If you are creative then you can take an outline and start writing a rough draft. If you cannot seem to string two words together then you can edit an existing project or find markets for completed articles. The key is training your brain to always be productive whenever you sit at your desk. Organization for Books For books use a folder for each project. Inside that folder put all articles related to a topic or time period of that book. You can also put in character sketches, outline pieces or those notes I scribble on the back of a napkin. Your outlines, character arcs, motivation, turning points or other notes can either go in this folder or in a one-subject notebook. This makes it easy to take with you if you need to run errands with your kids or if you are going out of town. Attention This helps keep your ideas focused because if you are working on “Book A” and Writers suddenly a great idea for a plot twist in “Book o you have an article about C” comes to mind, you can simply jot down with writing? How about a short story with enough detail that you’ll understand it later and Da mystery/suspense/horror base? Have you place it in that folder. Then you can return to your ever wanted to see your work and name in print? If work. This keeps you from being distracted while you answered yes, then this is for you. you try to hold multiple ideas in your mind. Suspense Magazine is looking for writers who might have an idea they’d like to share with other writers. These folders are also useful as you Maybe a short story you’d like others to read and en- work on articles to use in marketing your book joy. We’re looking for your help. projects. (For more on Marketing and Branding If you have an article or short story you’d like to see my column in the July 2009 issue of Suspense share, please, email them to editor@suspensemaga- Magazine.) The articles you save give you a zine.com. The work must be in the body of the email, potential magazine to query on the topic. Also, no attachments will be opened. The subject line the bits of research can work in a local magazine should read ‘SUSPENSE MAGAZINE WORK’; any- or as part of a promotional give-away on your thing else will be deleted. website. The word count should be kept between 1,500 and 5,000 words per article or story. Any piece submitted The Bottom Line over or under the word count will be disqualified for By organizing your thoughts you can consideration. The deadline is the end of business on remove the stress that clogs your creativity. This the second Friday of each month, every month for will help the ideas flow when it comes time to said work to have a possibility of making it into the work on your stories. Furthermore, having a following month’s publication. All submissions are subject to editing at the magazine’s discretion and folder system will help you make use of the must be your original work, no plagiarism accepted. limited time you have to write when writer’s Suspense Magazine makes no promises your work block or other calamities come your way. will be published, but every piece submitted within Do you have a question; I’d love to hear the guidelines will be considered. If you’d like, every it. Simply use the contact page on my website story will also be read for admittance to our contest, www.WritingCareerCoach.com and tell me that which can be read about in Suspense Magazine or on  you read Suspense Magazine. Maybe I’ll answer line at www.suspensemagazine.com. your question in an upcoming issue. 

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 8 SPIRIT OF THE BADGE: 60 True Police Stories of Divine Guidance, Miracles & Intuition

“Oddities, ‘gotchas’, tears and inspiration: Ingrid Dean has captured them all in this great collection for those of us who care about the dedicated folks living their lives on the street in law enforcement. A great read!” Lynn Marcy, Marcy Consulting Services By Ingrid P. Dean

A Detroit police officer miraculously walks away from a barrage of Uzi bullets, even though they were aimed directly at him. An Ontario conservation officer loses his badge, only to find it one hundred miles north from where he lost it; he finds the badge in an eagle’s nest that had fallen down with a tree—in a wooded area he’d never been to before. A polygraph examiner interviews an unlikely murder suspect that a psychic finds by intuiting his name. The subject becomes a very likely suspect after the polygraph. Talented, committed police officers and polygraph examiners—public and private—have a fond appreciation for the human psyche. Thus, I am writing this commentary because I know police officers, polygraph examiners and their friends and family, would enjoy reading these types of stories. “Spirit of the Badge: 60 True Police Stories of Divine Guidance, Miracles & Intuition” began as my M.A. culminating project in Transpersonal Studies and then became a book. The “transpersonal” is an area of psychology that explores “beyond the person”, which includes anything metaphysical, paranormal, synchronistic and/or unexplainable—any conditions that are still mysteries to the human psyche. As both a twenty year police officer and polygraph examiner for the Michigan State Police, I see how misunderstood our positions can be. The media has done nothing, really, but exploit our professions rather than actually examine the human being behind the job—let alone notice the true miracles we sometimes see! Police officers and polygraph examiners often see things that others do not see. We understand that the most unlikely things can occur and some things are not what they appear to be. During my research project, I found that not all officers or polygraph examiners saw things exactly like I did from a religious or spiritual point of view, but they usually had no difficulty sharing their transpersonal experiences. The collection of true police stories in this book reflect how we respond to unforeseen circumstances and how these instances require awareness, objectivity and an intimate knowing of self. The stories are indeed, exceptional human experiences. The chapters include angels and apparitions, dreams and intuition, healing with humor, lessons of the heart, symbols/signs/ synchronicity and unexplainable phenomena. Do you have an unusual story that falls under any of these chapters? Would you put a copy of this book in your police waiting room so that people can read it? This is an inspirational book and not a religious one. The messages are very healing and profound. Special Offer: I will ship you a free copy of this book if you submit an exceptional police story that fits under one of the category chapters listed and is chosen for printing in the next book. The stories should be emotionally-evoking and have a miracle value of their own. I can only publish a series of books like this with everyone’s help. If interested, please contact me personally through any of the below-mentioned methods. To Order Book and/or Audio book: Go to my website www.spiritofthebadge.com and click “Order Book”, or contact me by phone (231) 946-2115 or Email: [email protected]. The book makes a wonderful gift to both police and non-police officers!!!

“A humanizing portrayal of police officers who relate in their own words their experiences of mysterious or unexplained phenomena, amazing coincidences, or cases where their sixth sense of intuition saved them [and others] from harm.” Phillip D. Schertzing, Ph.D. – Michigan State University School of Criminal Justice On Location

By: Amanda Goossen I stood on the grass at the UCLA Campus, mid-afternoon on Sunday April 25, looked around and smiled. I am a book lover. I have always been a book lover and standing in the center of the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books located on the beautiful campus of the University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA) I felt absolute glee. I was surrounded by writers, bookstores, publishers and hundreds of unique vendors, each hoping to grab the eye of one of the one hundred forty thousand visitors; most doing a fantastic job of selling their brand. It was a weekend of joy and one I will remember for quite some time. The festival had something for everyone. The maze of white tents, each overflowing with novels was a fantastic way to get lost on a weekend afternoon. Plus it was a free event, held outdoors in the glorious Los Angeles sunshine. What could be better? The event planners did an amazing job. There were stages galore: children’s, Los Angeles Times, young adult, cooking, poetry, an etc. stage and a health and wellness stage. Each one brought enormous crowds, hundreds of people sitting on the lawn listening and having fun. There was a children’s area where my kids watched Nickelodeon’s Fresh Beat Band on Sunday morning. There were children authors and bookstores, clowns, music and snacks galore. A food court had California Pizza Kitchen, Panda Express and other delicious delights to fill you up and keep you going for a day of walking and exploring. The number of bookstores who set up tents was incredible. My favorite was The Mystery Book Store located in Los Angeles. Their lineup of authors went unmatched. Every hour for two days, four well- Young Adult Stage: Boys Will Be Boys: Guys Talk YA Panel known authors took out their pen Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 10 and spoke to their fans. I stopped by on Saturday to see Mary Higgins Clark, Gayle Lynds and Steve Hockensmith signing books for their readers. On Sunday, I took another trip by their tent and was stunned to see the fantastic line up. Thomas Perry was signing “Strip”, Jess Walter was signing “The Financial Lives of the Poets” and Andrew Gross was signing “Reckless”. I took a picture and stopped to chat with Mr. Gross, a great author and fantastic friend to Suspense Magazine. Trader Joe’s was selling Top Chef Contestants: Stefan Richter, Betty Fraser and Antonia Lofaso cookbooks and raffling a gift basket of yummy food; a cooking stage had constant events, from Top Chef finalists doing cook-offs to Alicia Silverstone talking about her new Vegan lifestyle and cookbook. New authors were giving away their books and I took many, most of which look incredibly promising and our New Author section will benefit greatly! Artists were showing their work and even sketching for on-lookers, one woman was dressed in a wedding gown to promote her book and Mr. Toast (a hilarious cartoon character) had a fun filled tent that adults and children both enjoyed. One of the most impressive parts of this two-day festival was the author panels. On Saturday, a panel titled Mystery: The Page Turnerhad David Ellis, Andrew Gross, Gregg Hurwits and Karin Slaughter. Another panel room had the great Carol Burnett being interviewed in front of hundreds of fans. Later in the afternoon David Corbett, Gayle Lynds and Christopher Rice sat down to discuss Mystery: Thrill Ride and on Sunday Elizabeth George, Susan Kandel, Lisa Lutz and Stuart Woods joined together to discuss Mystery: Watching the Detectives. These were only four of the over ninety panels created for authors to teach and talk with their fans and each was filled to capacity with a captivated audience. On Sunday, as I walked away from The LA Times Festival of Books, my arms filled with books and flyers, I felt as if I was walking away from a small piece of heaven. This event occurs every year, is one of the largest literary events in the world and is something I will visit every year for the rest of my life. Place it on your calendar, a permanent expedition for all the years to come. You will thank me, I guarantee it!  Andrew Gross, Thomas Perry and Jess Walter, Mystery Bookstore Signing SuspenseMagazine.com 11 Many people have asked me over the past two years how I went about publishing my first book and usually my response starts with a deep breath. Not because I don’t want to tell my story, but because the story is an arduous one, full of daily fighting and many disappointments. I believe my story is not only one By: R.M. Sackville to teach, but also to learn from. I—like many other aspiring authors— thought getting a book published was easy. First you sit down, write the book and then ‘voila’, it’s ready to be published. How wrong was I?

Starting “Hindsight” was easy; the story flowed from me for six months. I never fully understood editing and thought with all my straight A’s in English, there was nothing wrong with my manuscript. I searched the web immediately after writing the final word and looked for publishers. I found several and without knowing the complexity behind querying, I sent off my manuscript. Little did I know at the time, the publishers I queried were self-publishers.

Within two days, I received my response and it was an exciting one—they wanted my book and for a small fee would publish it. I was elated with the news and quickly set out on the road to publishing. I filled out their forms, made my payment and waited impatiently for news back from them. The publisher of choice was iUniverse. Now, before I continue, I have nothing bad to say about this company. They did all they promised, even though it was not the same thing I envisioned them doing. I admit I was naïve and it was not until a year later, a successful book signing later and criticism both bad and good did I realize what I had done. I did what many new writers do, and that was jumping into the pool forgetting to take along my swimsuit. I was very unprepared and therefore ended up learning much from this first leap.

I learned the difference between vanity, subsidy, self-publishing, traditional publishers and small presses. I learned each one has its own rules for what they do and don’t do for the author. I also learned, if the Self-Publishing or writer really wants to try for a career as a writer, self-publishing, either through vanity or subsidy, will not land you a contract with a large press unless you have a horseshoe up your butt or a good editor behind you.

Traditional Publishing? Trying not to let this one downfall deter me from continuing, I wrote “Hindsight’s” sequel “Is”. At its completion, I began the tedious task of looking for a publisher, one who would do what I wanted, editing and helping me to promote it. I thought I hit gold the morning I found my second publisher. They promised to be a traditional publisher however with a very, very minimal advance. They did not require the author to pay any money and they would make sure the novel was edited to market requirements. Little did I know, yet again I was fooled. After receiving the contract, I mulled over it for almost a week, deciding to research this company thoroughly before signing it. What I found, I thought, were good signs. The BBB (Better Business Bureau) stated the company was in good standing with a few

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 12 complaints over the years, all but one being resolved online again, I found an author who used to be with by the company. At the time, I figured I would give this company and how he was able to release himself them a chance considering nothing else popped up from the contract. Again, I set out doing what he online saying anything seriously troubling about had, which was refusing to sell, market or work the company. with my novel, which I truly meant and then finally agreeing to sign a gag order if need be to release Within weeks I received my edited copy back and myself. Much to my glee, after months of fighting it even though I felt not much had changed, I naively happened and I was released. thought it could only mean my book was flawless. Ha ha…another lesson learned. While I waited for It took me over three months to get the courage the cover to be created, I decided to research them back up to fight for my books again, not just again and to my horror found things that I could “Hindsight” but also “Is” and the third in the sequel never have imagined. The company, which has to I had completed in the interim, “20/20”. remain nameless due to a gag order, was found to be very deceitful. Many authors over the years had Finally, with the help of others I had given my books fought the company about their insincerity when it to for feedback, I found out exactly where I went came to sales and also the horrible ways they were wrong—editing. I guess I wasn’t the cat’s meow as spoken to when asked questions through the toll I earlier thought. With renewed strength, I began free number and through email. My heart sunk. Yet searching out how to edit my novels myself, as

"one long month passed and my nerves were frayed"

again, I had been fooled into thinking I had finally well as the cost of professional editors. After going made it. Their kind words and excellent review of my through all three of my novels again, checking for novel upon acceptance were all a scheme to get my passive voice, split infinitives and fragmenting hopes up. I later found out this email of acceptance errors—which I found out were some of the main was generic and sent to all writers they accepted. I reasons I had been denied so much in the past—I also found out they accepted a novel with repetitive fixed what I could and left the rest up to fate. paragraphs and even chapters. I was mortified, but not beaten down. The only thing I knew to do was This time before sending off my queries again, I to find a way out of my contract before “Is” hit the decided to search online for proper ways to write a shelves. query letter and was shocked to find out how truly difficult it is to write an “excellent query letter”. Yet Within the same day of finding out all this horror, I was still not discouraged and rewrote my query I began emailing off requests to have my contract until it was perfect. cancelled. Of course, I received the same emails everyone else did, but I refused to take their Finally, pleased with the amount of work I put into responses and continued on. I emailed them my novels, my query letter and my synopsis (which everyday, pleading pretty much to no avail. Looking was another thing that was harder to do than I

SuspenseMagazine.com 13 originally thought) I began to query agents, small company decided not to take my book; they felt it presses and traditional publishers. Four months needed too much work to be made ‘publishable’ and later, I finally received the response I waited two my ending for all three books should be changed years for—a request for a partial from a small press as it was not done anymore, but they did offer me called Enspiren. My hopes were renewed. some advice. With a solid, complete rewrite and possibly some writing courses, they suggested I try The company was one of the few that would take with them again. Of course, at first, I was hurt. I sequels and requested a partial from the best of the received their final response on Christmas Eve and three books. Instantly I knew which book to use— toiled over it for almost a week. I took their response my third and final novel. personally for that week and could not see past it, but after mulling over it, I realized one big thing— One long month passed and my nerves were frayed, they were right. What could it hurt to rewrite the my hair falling out and my fingernails chewed to the books? I already invested almost three years and I bone when I received their response to my partial. felt so strongly about the storyline that I would not Ecstatically, I read their email. One of the editors did just throw it away, so why not try at least. not like the book, but decided to give it to another within the company and asked their opinion. This And that is now where I am, in the midst of rewriting second editor requested the first three chapters all three books into one, watching my passive of my first book, “Hindsight” saying she liked the voice, fragmenting errors and split infinitives. I ‘showing’ of the storyline. You can just guess how am immersing myself in reading other books to compare their writing styles to my own and taking "of course, at first, as much feedback from those who have read my I was hurt" books to make this one book better excited I was. The fact that the one editor did not than any of the like it didn’t really bother me as much because I three separate books could have been. knew not everyone in the world would fall in love with my story, but the fact that she gave it a second I have learned much from my three years down chance with another editor pleased me. Again, I this long road. I have learned to take good and bad quickly sent her the first three chapters while I tried criticism and to use them to enhance my storyline. unsuccessfully to not get my hopes up. Another I have learned that even though I may feel I know month passed and by this time, I was checking what I am doing in a writer’s world, I don’t, but I my email three to four times a day. Finally after am not willing to stop learning. I love to write, it is much pacing back and forth through my house and my passion and to me it is worth fighting for. If it repairing my kitchen and living room floorings, I means six more years of writing, reading, editing, got the email I waited for—their final decision. querying and being denied another three hundred times, than that is what I will do. I have always been Now before I tell you their response, I want to say a fighter and fighting for things I want is what I do how very pleased with Enspiren I am. They were very best. I know that being a contracted author one day, professional and gave my book as many chances as pumping out a new book a year and having a fan they could, and for this, I am grateful. Their response base of those who love and hate my books is what I was a fair one and even though it was not what I want, so I plan on sticking it out and fighting hard wanted to hear, I understood their position. The for it. 

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By: B.R. Stateham “You sure you want to do this.” It wasn’t a question; more of a statement. I glanced up from loading the Kimber, clicked the thumb lock off and stared at my partner. We were standing in the darkness of an alley which ran down the length of a red brick building housing an Italian restaurant by the name of Genoa’s. It was almost midnight. It was hot, muggy; a deep summer’s night. The alley smelled of urine and cat piss. Filled with trash. Glancing around the corner of the building I could see the big Lincoln Town Car. One lone mug stood, arms folded, leaning against the car and waited. Waited for the boss. I stepped back and looked at my partner. Fifteen years together. Two cops, first working the streets as uniformed officers. Now as partners carrying the gold shields of detectives. Fifteen years. It was like a marriage. Get to know someone very intimately working this long with someone. In his smallish brown eyes was no hesitation. No concern. Just iron-forged absolution. He knew this was the only way. The only way to get the job done. “I’m sure,” I said, shoving the .45 caliber Kimber underneath my left armpit. “We’ll give him his chance. If he takes it, we’ll do it the right way. If not...” I left it at that. We’re cops. We’re supposed to follow the rules. Find the bad guys. Find the evidence to arrest them. Send them to jail. Go after the next bad guy. Yeah, sure. But it rarely works that way. Sure, for the poor sonofabitch who’s just an ordinary crook the system more or less works the way it’s supposed to. Ordinary crooks do ordinary crime. They make ordinary mistakes. But if you have intelligence? If you have tons of money? If you own a whole city worth of politicians and judges? And—if you are absolutely and unequivocally ruthless and certifiable insane? That’s when the rules change. That’s when the system becomes the plaything of the truly gifted criminal. Carmen Roberto was just such a creature. Owned the courts. Owned half of the police force. Had a gaggle of lawyers who covered his tracks layer upon layer of legalize not even a Buddha could fathom. Ruthless. Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 16 Night before last he carved up a rookie police officer with a dull butcher’s knife, slicing off hands and feet, one at a time. Then left him swinging in chains from a meat rack at a packing company down on the south end of town. Left him alive. For a few minutes longer. The kid had been a rookie cop all of three days. Made the mistake of pulling Roberto’s Town Car over for a traffic citation. That’s all it took to get killed in this city. Just piss off Carmen. “Ready?” I asked, looking at the mug beside me. He nodded and I stepped out of the alley and started walking down the sidewalk toward Genoa’s front door. The gorilla in front of us turned his head idly, saw the two of us walking toward him. His composure changed immediately. He snapped off the car and reached inside his jacket and pulled out a cell phone. I could see him speed dialing. There were a few quick words and the ape nodded. Slipping the phone back into his jacket he continued to stand, arms down his sides, as we walked past him and entered the restaurant’s door. Carmen Roberto was waiting for us. Sitting in the middle of the restaurant at a table littered with dirty dishes and empty wine bottles. There were only three people with him: two big men with bulging muscles and dead faces stood just behind him dressed in hand-made silk suits with big bulges visible just underneath armpits. They had their arms folded over their chests. Hands close to hardware if it came to that. Robert sat leaning back in his chair, a big grin filled with perfect white teeth flashing at us. He was dressed in a light sport coat, tailored slacks, white leather Gucci loafers and no socks. He seemed infinitely pleased at seeing us. “Turner! Frank! I thought I might have the pleasure of seeing you tonight. Come in, come in! Sit. Have some wine with me.” The two monoliths watched us closely as we strolled into the restaurant, grabbed some chairs and sat down. The place reeked with cheap tomato sauce and garlic. Only the whine of an overworked air conditioner disturbed the silence. “The word’s out,” I said, draping hands over the back of the chair and leaning forward. “There’s a contract out on you.” “Hell, says who?” laughed Roberto, shaking his head and reaching over to grab a bottle of wine and pouring another glass. “Just heard it a couple of hours ago. Seems like there’s some people back East who think you went too far in making such a bloody mess of that rookie cop. The news is all over it. Making all kinds of demands to clean up the city. Bad publicity. You know, shit like that.” “So what? I didn’t do anything. My hands are clean on this.” The way he said it. The snarl of contempt in his voice. I would have pulled the Kimber and shot him right where he sat. “So here’s the deal. Come with us. We take you to a safe house until it’s time for the trial. Confess to the murder of the cop and go to jail. Live out the rest of your life behind bars. At least you’ll be alive.” Carmen stopped pouring his wine and stared at me. Color flushed from his face and look of death glittered in his eyes. Ever wonder what Death looks like when he stares at you? Look into the Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up SuspenseMagazine.com 17 eyes of a sociopath. “You here to do the trick. Turner? You? A goody two-shoes, flat footed, know-nothing cop with your pet gorilla here as a sidekick? You think you can take me down?” A smiled drifted across my lips. Frank, sitting beside me, was as silent as an Easter Island statue. “You know we don’t play that way, Carmen. We’re supposed to be the good guys. But you believe me or not. Your funeral. You’re going down. Soon. We’re here to offer you a way out.” “Get the fuck outta here, Turner. Get out while I’m still in a good mood. Fuck with me again and you’ll have reasons to regret it. Hear me?” I heard him. Heard exactly what I expected. Even grinned and nodded as Frank and I stood up and pushed the chairs away. “Be seeing ya', Carmen. I’ll bring roses to your funeral.” We walked out of the restaurant loose and easy. Which surprised us. Both of us thought the crazy son-of-a-bitch would go ape shit on us the moment our backs were turned. But he didn’t. Walking out into the muggy heat of the night I glanced at the big guy standing beside the Town Car. Our eyes locked onto each other for a second. We moved on down the pavement and stepped into the alley. Sliding into the darkness we stopped, turned and waited. Carmen Roberto came charging out of the restaurant, waving his hands around and screaming profanities. Some asshole back East wanted to off him! Off Carmen Roberto! That son-of-a-bitch was going to pay. Pay dearly. We watched as one of Carmen’s hands opened a back door to the limo. Carmen slid in, followed by his goons. The driver waited until everyone was in the car before turning and walking slowly around the front of the car. Opening the door he slid in. We waited. And then three bright flashes in the car. Three thundering blasts from a 9 mm. A nine, like a .45 caliber, makes a hell of a lot of noise when it goes off. String three shots together back to back in rapid succession and it wakes up a neighborhood. Dogs started barking. A cat came flying out of metal trashcan behind us, the lid of the can rattling on the alley pavement. The front door of the limo flew open. Slowly, almost gently, the big driver got out, stood up, turned and faced the car. In his hands was the nine he had used. He was cleaning the prints off it with a cloth. Satisfied the job was complete he tossed the gun into the back of the car—into the back where the three dead men lay slumped over each other in a sea of blood—and closed the door. He looked up and toward us. Toward the dark alley. His eyes and mine met. He nodded. Job completed. Neither Frank nor I made any attempt to stop him. Justice had to be done. Debts had to be paid. And this dark, evil world continues to turn. 

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By Donald Allen Kirch After ninety-eight years, there is not a person on the planet who hasn’t heard of the Titanic disaster. It has been told in countless tomes of fiction, broke records as a blockbuster movie in two generations (A Night to Remember & Titanic) and has become a lesson in both sacrifice and arrogance. The Titanic was built in controversy, praised as a technological marvel and the victim of disastrous luck. One of the first “legends” of her dark future came at the time of her birth. While she was being “fitted out”, an Irish dockworker was said to have reacted badly upon seeing the ship’s number reflected in a mirror. What he saw created the first of many stories. The Titanic’s ship and job number were ‘3909 04’. What the unfortunate dockworker saw in the reflection was ‘40 9093’. Looked at in a certain way, the numbers could spell out the words ‘NO POPE’. This was not a good omen to a superstitious Irish Catholic. Still, this is just an “urban legend” with no substantiated facts. Most likely it was started by anti-catholic workers, or perhaps those seeking to move towards unionization. In the realms of fact there was the coal fire which started upon the liner’s disembarking from Southampton, England on the day of her maiden voyage. For almost the entire trip, until the Titanic’s bow dove below the cold Atlantic waters, she and her crew had been fighting the fire right to the bitter end. Captain Smith himself, under orders from those above him at the White Star Line, signed papers stating the fire had been put out, or at the very least “under manageable control”. Since the master of the ship was to retire at the end of this fateful voyage, Smith did not wish to make waves; he signed the paper firmly believing his ship was safe. Binoculars had never been issued to the lookouts or any of their crew. This was before the advent of radar. The Titanic Stranger T han Fiction Stranger

SuspenseMagazine.com 19 had no searchlights at her bow and could only rely on the fast actions of men stationed in her forward crow’s nest to seek out and warn the bridge crew of incoming danger. On the fateful night of her collision, how many lives could have been saved if at least one of the lookouts carried a simple pair of looking glasses? Then…there’s the mummy’s curse: In the late 1890’s, a man by the name of Douglas Murray visited Luxor, Egypt. He was one of those rich and bored collectors who took advantage of the Ancient Egyptian craze, buying and selling relics from the past. By chance or crime, Murray came in contact with a gold enameled coffin case, once belonging to a high-priestess in the Temple of Amon-Ra. As the salesman pitched the ancient object to him, it was claimed to have been dated from 1600 B.C. and the original occupant had been a powerful woman in “the cult of the dead”. Murray was intrigued and purchased the case. Murray’s bad luck started right off. While on a hunting trip up the Nile, a gun exploded, damaging his arm. Frantically, friends Captain Edward J. Smith did their best to take Murray back to Cairo for immediate medical attention, but along the way their sailboat had been attacked by powerful headwinds, greatly delaying their arrival. It had taken them ten days to reach a hospital, at which time gangrene had begun to set in. Murray’s arm had to be amputated above his elbow. Later, two friends of Murray died while on their way back to England. Additionally, two Egyptian servants who had handled the mummy case, died within a year. When reaching homeport in England, Scotland Yard had the unpleasant duty of informing Murray that some of his collection had been stolen while being unloaded. Panic-stricken, Murray inspected the damage and for some unknown reason the thieves failed to take the gold case. This, Murray later stated, was the turning point. Upon gazing into the priestess’ carved face, Murray claimed her eyes had come to life mocking him. The experience chilled him to the bone and he never forgot the power of her stare. He immediately gave the case away to a lady friend. After accepting the case, the woman’s life turned to a living hell. In an unfortunate accident, her mother broke her leg. The leg never set well and after months of agony, she died alone and miserable. The lady friend later lost her fiancé, who for no apparent reason failed to marry her. She, herself came down with a wasting disease her doctors could not seem to treat. So desperate was her sicknesses that she had her lawyer make out a will, fearing death. The lawyer insisted at the time of the will’s writing, that Murray’s lady friend strongly consider giving the relic back to its original owner. Even her lawyer thought the case cursed! Murray, having his fill of bad luck and witnessing what happened to his lady friend, wanted nothing more to do with the thing. Between the two, both decided to give the mummy’s case to the British Museum. As an institution, the museum was scientific and “closed-minded” enough to avoid such silly things as curses. Or so, that was the theory… Almost immediately, a museum photographer, who had taken pictures of the case for their records, dropped dead. In his hands—it was said—was a picture of the evil priestess’ dark eyes glaring at him. An Egyptologist was later found dead in his bed, who had days before, inspected the cursed object. The British Museum finally decided the case was just too controversial to remain on display and decided to place the object deep within the darkness of their cellars. Security and staff—knowing about the curse for years—claimed to hear banging and movement

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 20 coming from the case; no one ever had the nerve to investigate. Later, in 1911, an American by the name of William T. Stead had a chance to hear about the case. Being a man of some daring, he became curious, inspected the relic and decided to purchase it as an interesting conversation piece. Eagerly, the British Museum agreed. On April 10, 1912 Stead planned a trip back to New York. Concerned that his new “conversation piece” might not be allowed to pass customs, Stead decided to hide the mummy case under his new Renault automobile, which he was also taking back with him to the United States. Stead purchased tickets on board the White RMS Titanic Star Line’s newest ship and watched his automobile lowered into the hold of the “unsinkable” ship. On April 14, 1912, Stead revealed to some bored friends his incredible find. And later that night the high-priestess of Amon-Ra took more than fifteen hundred souls with her to the dark bottom of the North Atlantic. William Stead was heading home on board the Titanic. Curses by their very nature cannot work unless someone along the line believes in them. Could fascination or mocking be another form of belief? Think about it…the man who makes fun of a “silly” thing seems to concentrate as much on an object as those who may worship or believe in it. In their mocking could all of these participants have ignited some form of evil? Here’s one more fact to consider… Fourteen years before the Titanic disaster, in 1898 a writer by the name of Morgan Robertson wrote a story about a ship far greater that any ever built. The ship set sail on a clear April day, and had been considered ARMSTRONG, RAAB & REINA, EDITORIAL SERVICES the toast of the social scene. In his story, entitled “Futility”, the fictional – Full Length Manuscript Editing ship struck an iceberg and foundered, – Reformatting taking with her a great loss of life. Robertson’s “fictional” ship – Reviews had been called the Titan. – Full Typing Services So, ask yourself…was the Titanic just unlucky, or was she www .arrediting .com cursed? 

SuspenseMagazine.com 21 By: Steven Morris Since the 1976 reintroduction of the death Diane Wuornos was just fifteen-years-old when penalty,Aileen Aileen Wuornos became Carol the tenth she married Wuornos a man named Leo Dale Pittman. woman to be executed in the United States and the second woman to be executed in the state In 1955, she gave birth to Aileen’s older brother, of Florida. Keith. Her marriage to Pittman lasted less than two years and the couple divorced shortly Her explanation for the cold-blooded, before Aileen came into the world. It was only a execution-style homicides she committed matter of time before the capricious teenager were steeped in a profound fury. She gave the was unable to cope, placing both children in impression of a woman so thoroughly exploited the care of her parents. and victimized she had no choice but to exterminate what she saw as the alpha-male Aileen’s grandparents emigrated from Finland monster in her midst. ‘Get him’ before he got and settled in Troy, Michigan. Lauri and Britta her, was the rationale she says she applied to Wuornos would legally adopt Keith and Aileen. her crimes. The brother and sister believed in their formative years that these were their biological Aileen Carol Wournos. parents. But, as Wournos would later reveal, the family unit had been far from a happy one. Wuornos claimed she had grown weary of being hurt and decided to hurt back. Wuornos’ grandmother was a sharp-tongued, physically abusive guardian. She was also an However, it was clear she was more than just a alcoholic. Aileen’s grandfather—she would victim. Her murder series began with the killing claim years later—often beat her with a belt as of a man she said raped her and ended with well as subjecting her to sporadic sexual abuse. the killing of men who had not, but—applying her logic—might have if given the chance. She Sex was something Aileen Wuornos was would not allow them that chance. introduced to very early in life. She already had intercourse with various partners from her She was born Aileen Carol Pittman on 29 early teens, also claiming her older brother February 1956, in Rochester, Michigan, the Keith to be among them. daughter of Diane Wuornos. She never knew her real father, who incidentally was a convicted Pregnant by the age of fourteen, she gave child molester, served jail time in Kansas, birth to a boy in March 1973. Condemned and was hospitalized in Michigan state mental ostracized by her grandparents, Wuornos had institutions and hanged himself in 1969. little choice but to put the child up for adoption and move to a home for unwed mothers. Her anger and resentment was brimming; no one seemed to New Criminologist: Feature care what happened to her or

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 22 her baby. wealthy. The street-wise prostitute quickly saw what she wanted and the pair moved to When Britta Wuornos died of liver failure, Florida in September 1976 to be married. From Aileen and Keith became wards of the court. the beginning, Aileen seemed to delight in In 1974, while she was still a schoolgirl, Aileen humiliating her elderly husband, abusing him drifted into prostitution. generally and sometimes more specifically, such as beating him over the head. Around this time, in Colorado, she went out, Her drunken confrontations became heavily intoxicated with him culminated in a and got behind the wheel of “ public assault that finally a car. Speeding through the I’m saw her carted off to jail. night, she fired a .22-calibre In little more than a month pistol from the window. following the wedding, Fell Arrested and charged, she competent, had the marriage annulled. skipped town before trial and warrants were issued for Bouncing from relationship her arrest. sane, and I’m to relationship and having attempted suicide, Wuornos Back in Michigan, she was embarked on a cross-state again arrested in July 1976 trying to tell crime-binge throughout after a drunken assault on the early to mid-eighties. a bartender, in which she She was arrested numerous hurled a pool ball at the the truth. times for armed robbery, man’s head. Charged with theft and passing forged assault, she was subsequently checks. She was also jailed convicted and fined. I’m one who twice. Wuornos’ decline into habitual crime to supplement When her brother died of her reckless way of living throat cancer at the age seriously hates led her inexorably closer of twenty-one, that same to violence and it was then month the life insurance when her fondness for guns policy he had taken out saw human life developed into a full-blown Aileen Wuornos ten thousand love affair. Her guns and dollars richer. Unaccustomed the multiple shots pumped to having a significant amount and would kill into her victims (witnesses?) of money and completely became her signature. unable to take responsibility for it, she purchased an ” She was arrested in Miami expensive car and eagerly again. in January 1986 for stealing ploughed what remained into a vehicle and resisting good times at the local bars and night-spots. arrest. She was also carrying an unregistered The money was gone within a couple of months .38-calibre revolver and a box of ammunition. and Wuornos was back to being broke. Even her In a harbinger of darker things to come, prized new car was written off in an accident. Wuornos was again arrested in June, accused of attempting to rob a man at gunpoint. Then Wuornos met seventy-six-year-old Lewis Fell. He was the president of a yacht-club, and She later began a gay affair with twenty-

SuspenseMagazine.com 23 four-year-old Tyria Moore, who she met in the chest on 1 June 1990 and left in Citrus The Zodiac Club in Daytona Beach. Wuornos County. continued to ply her trade as a prostitute to finance them both and a lot of time was spent Five days later, Wuornos shot forty-year-old on the road, sleeping in cheap motels and part-time rodeo worker, Charles Carskaddon, the occasional night spent under the roof of nine times with her .22 and left his body in a barn. Despite Wuornos being in love with Pasco County. Moore, the relationship ultimately fizzled out, having lasted less than a year. However, the Sixty-five-year-old missionary and former pair continued to care deeply for one another merchant seaman, Peter Siems was killed and remained close friends up until Aileen’s on 4 July 1990. Though Siems’ car was later arrest for murder. discovered, his body was not. As a result Wuornos was never charged with his murder. 1987 and 1988 saw Wuornos involved in a myriad of further legal scrapes which included striking Fifty-year-old sausage salesman, Eugene “Troy” a man with a beer bottle, securing speeding Burress was shot dead with Wuornos’ .22 on 4 tickets, vandalizing an apartment and making August 1990 and left in Marion County. A family a series of threatening phone having a picnic in Ocala calls to a local supermarket. National Forest stumbled across his corpse. The final months of 1989 saw the end of the petty incidents Retired Air Force Major, and Wuornos—who was rarely Florida state child abuse without a loaded handgun— investigator and former seethed with a barely police chief, fifty-six- contained hatred. Plagued year-old Charles “Dick” with constant thoughts of Humphreys, was shot seven revenge against the men she times on 12 September 1990. determined were at the root His body was also discovered of her problems, she was in Marion County. ready to take her first life. Wuornos’ last victim was It happened in Palm Harbour, sixty-year-old Merrit Island Florida. On 30 November 1989, Wuornos shot a truck driver, Walter “Gino” Antonio, whose man four times in the chest with her .22 calibre bullet-riddled corpse was found in the woods revolver. He was a fifty-one-year-old store near Cross City in Dixie County on 19 November owner named Richard Mallory and Wuornos 1990, shot three times in the back and once in later said she shot him because he raped her. the back of the head. She left his body in woodland near Ormond Beach. Miami police finally caught up with Aileen Wuornos following an accident in which she After a seven month cooling-off period Wuornos and Tyria Moore were involved, while driving was keen to kill again. It was the beginning of the car of murder victim, Peter Seims. a ferocious four month rampage which would conclude with five slain victims. Investigating the recent series of slayings, police suspected female involvement. They Forty-three-year-old construction worker, began looking at the pair who walked away from David Spears, was murdered with six shots to a missing person’s stolen car after wrecking it.

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 24 mentally competent to be executed by lethal After matching thumb prints found on a number injection, her execution date was set for 9 of the victim’s stolen possessions she pawned, October 2002. Wuornos was apprehended on 9 January 1991 at the Last Resort bar in Harbour Oaks. Wuornos British documentary maker, Nick Broomfield— soon confessed to the murders, citing self- who interviewed Wuornos in 1993—told the defense as her motive. press, ‘…today we are executing someone who is mad.’ Florida State attorney John Tanner In January 1992, after Tyria Moore helped seal disagreed. ‘She knew exactly what she was her fate at trial by testifying against her, the doing.’ jury who found Aileen Wuornos guilty of the murder of Richard Mallory was informed by the In the death chamber at Florida State Prison, convicted killer: ‘I’m innocent. I was raped. I Aileen Wuornos’ last words were: ‘I’d just like hope you get raped, scumbags of America.’ to say I’m sailing with the Rock and I’ll be back like Independence Day with Jesus, June 6. Though it was established by a reporter that Like the movie, big mother ship and all. I’ll be Mallory served ten years for violent rape in back.’ another state, Wuornos never received a re- trial in this case. At 9:47 a.m. she was put to death by lethal injection. Cremated, her ashes were scattered In March 1992, Wuornos pleaded “no contest” beneath a tree by a childhood friend. to the murders of David Spears, Troy Burress and Dick Humphreys, stating to the Court: ‘I Was the presence or absence of sexuality a motive wanted to confess to you that Richard Mallory for her crimes? Her murders were supposedly did violently rape me as I’ve told you. But these carried out during the course of her activities others did not; they only began to start to.’ as a prostitute. She was certainly found to have met the criteria for having a psychopathic After pleading guilty in June 1992 to the murder personality, “Antisocial Personality Disorder” of Charles Carskaddon, Wuornos was again and “Borderline Personality Disorder”. But sentenced to die. Her sixth death sentence was were her crimes sexually gratifying or—as she handed down in February 1993, after she pled said herself—merely motivated by robbery guilty to murdering Walter Antonio. and the subsequent need to rid herself of the victim? The obvious conclusion must be that the During her trial, Wuornos was adopted by a history of abuse in addition to her personality religious couple with whom she later severed disorder and psychopathic pathology were ties, citing that they had been advising her on strong factors in the perpetration of seven ways to kill herself while in prison. serial killings.

In the final stages before her appeal, Wuornos The murder pattern Aileen Wuornos followed fluctuated between taking full ownership for each time was kill, kill and over-kill. Each the murders, leaving aside all her claims of bullet fired into a victim was targeted to self-defense, and pretended she was insane. systematically destroy and was driven by rage She also admitted to a seventh murder. at someone who had come—in her mind—to represent all that was dark and twisted about Wuornos’ last interview. men, men who hurt her. 

After a panel of three psychiatrists, appointed by Florida Governor, Jeb Bush, found her

SuspenseMagazine.com 25 New Author K. Raven ROzier Interview By: Suspense Magazine Suspense Magazine is honored and privileged to bring to you a new author named K. Raven Rozier. “Last Door” is a true recounting of a families worst nightmare. Things that go bump in the night have nothing on the horror this family has lived through.

Ms. Rozier takes you inside the cult world and what goes on. She straps you in the front seat of a very dangerous ride and you feel everything they did. “Last Door” keeps you asking yourself how such hideous, ugly, horrible things can happen. It is only through their love for one another and steadfast faith in their Creator that they are alive to tell their story and continue to be a family.

We here at Suspense Magazine took a couple of minutes to find out how writing this story came about and how Ms. Rozier felt while writing it.

Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): How did you learn about this atrocity?

K. Raven Rozier (KRR): The family featured in “Last Door” knew I was a writer and they approached me with their chilling story. It was a secret they kept within the immediate family for years out of fear of repercussions from the cult and for protection of their vulnerable son. I was rapt, amazed, stunned and consequently, inspired to plunge into their experience, as appalling and incomprehensible as it is.

“Last Door” offers a unique look at the complex psychological world of someone with over four hundred multiple personalities, a number so high that I never encountered anything as close in my research.

S. MAG.: How did you make it through writing about such horrible, unspeakable things?

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 26 New Author KRR: Delving in, researching for and writing about the occult and child abuse takes an intense mental toll. I would be inhuman if I was not affected; it requires a great deal of effort not to be overwhelmed and consumed by these atrocities. Imagine being caught up in “Rosemary’s Baby”, “The Exorcist” and “Sybil” all at once. As with the family in “Last Door”, the power of prayer brought me protection and comfort as well.

S. MAG.: Did you believe in cults and their influence before hearing this story?

KRR: I was aware of satanic cults and some of their activities from cases that popped up in the news, Charles Manson, the Night Stalker and the McMartin day care case, but I did not know the depraved depths they went to or how rampant and far-reaching the occurrences of cults are until I began researching the subject.

S. MAG.: Was there ever a time when you heard this story that you thought it was untrue?

KRR: No. From the moment the family recounted their story to me, I could see, sense and hear the truth and horror of the recollection of their experience with both the evil they faced and the profound psychological issues involving their son.

S. MAG.: True stories are big; do you Suspense Magazine Review on “Last Door” plan on writing more? I don’t know where to begin. This story was so well-told, I felt like I was smack dab in the middle of the demonic chaos. KRR: Absolutely. Truth, most definitely, is stranger than fiction and suspense Four hundred nine personalities inside one fifteen-year-old is certainly amplified when the tale boy who—thanks to the cult his mother belonged to—suffered is true. There are those moments of unspeakable, unimaginable terrors, beatings, rapes and reading factual elements in a story that other assorted atrocities. The carnage and violence Brendan rush adrenaline through the body, those experienced and witnessed was sickening. I can’t find enough mind-blowing instances of Whoa! That negative words to explain what this family went through. really happened, or some psychological element of human behavior that you try The strength, courage and deep-rooted belief in God brought to grasp and ask yourself, “How could this family out of the bowels of hell to come out the other side that happen? What took that person to a stronger group. It is only through the Savior this was even the place where they could do that?” possible. I am a big fan of Capote’s “In Cold Blood”, Jon Krakauer’s work and most Being tossed aside by their “church family” because of untrue, true crime stories. I am intrigued with unsubstantiated rumors, they were left with only their faith, a this genre, so I will continue to write cross, anointed oil and their love for a child in peril. about the true and esoteric aspects of As I read this, I thanked God for sparing this family and human behavior. allowing them to survive. And, kept thinking, there but for the For more information on K. Raven grace of God go I.  Rozier, check out her blog space at http://ravenrozier.blogspot.com. 

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Watery

GraveBy R.M. Sackville ince receiving the phone call last night, Kyle’s world turned upside down. He remembered exactly how he felt when he heard the Snews of his son’s death. He could still feel the pain twenty-four hours later. Now, as he and his investigative team worked feverishly on the evidence, he wondered just what happened. Was his ex-wife’s explanation of the events good enough for him? No, he knew it wasn’t and until he got to the bottom of what really happened, no answer would be. Standing in the bathroom, Kyle stared numbly at the bathtub. The water his son was found in had been drained, his son’s lifeless body removed. Kyle tried to avert his eyes from his son’s final resting place, but he could not. His mind played over what he thought would have been his son’s last few minutes. Struggling and fighting for his life beneath the strong, malevolent arms of his assailant.H is eyes bulged as he fought to surface for air. He cried and pleaded, but no one could hear him and then with his last breath of water he wondered why. Kyle closed his eyes and shook his head. From the bedroom he could hear his ex-wife’s sobs, yet they did not make him want to console her. If anything, he felt her tears and explanation were staged. Why would a stranger enter her home and drown their seven-year-old son? What would the motive be? The house was not ransacked and his ex-wife had not been assaulted. To Kyle, this scenario did not make sense. He opened his eyes and turned from the room. Without stopping to see Katie, he walked down the stairs to the main floor and out the front door. Kyle drove home where he stayed waiting for the next phone call, the one stating his ex-wife had been arrested for their son’s murder. Before long, the phone rang. Kyle picked up the receiver and without speaking a word he listened to Lieutenant Sandros. “Kyle,” he began. “First off let me please send my condolences to you and your family.” “Just get to it,” Kyle snapped. His kind nature and passive self drowned alongside his son the night before. “After going over the crime scene and speaking with the coroner, we have found no evidence that implicates your wife.” “Ex,” Kyle spat out. “Sorry, ex,” Sandros confirmed. Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up SuspenseMagazine.com 29 Kyle fumed with anger. Slamming the phone down, he stomped out of his house. He knew Katie was lying, he knew how much she tried to push him to take Kenny, how much she spoke of not wanting children. He left her for these exact reasons, but never thought she would take it to the point she had. Kyle parked in front of his ex’s house and stared angrily through the windows. He watched Katie walking from the kitchen to the living room. Why was she allowed to roam around while his son lay lifeless on a coroner's table? “Kyle,” Katie gasped as she watched him enter through the front door. Kyle did not respond, instead he walked up the stairs to the bathroom. Glancing briefly at the empty tub, he slipped the stopper in the drain and began to fill it. Behind him Katie’s voice sounded. “Kyle, what…what are you doing?” Kyle did not respond. Instead, he stared wide eyed into the rising water. Little Kenny’s face showed in the ripples, tearing at his heart. Once the water was at the perfect height, Kyle turned the taps off and stood up. An empty feeling surged through his body as he turned around to face Katie. “Kyle,” she cried—tears flowing freely down her cheeks. Kyle did not respond as he opened up his arms, inviting her in his embrace. “Oh, Kyle, I’m so sorry,” she cried as she ran into his arms. Kyle closed his arms around her as memories of their life together rushed through his mind. Before Katie could pull from his grasp, he whipped around and threw her into the awaiting water. Immediately, he used all his strength to push her head under the water. Staring into her terrified, wide eyes, he held her shoulders down on the bottom of the tub. She flailed her arms and legs and scratched at any available flesh she could find. “This is for Kenny,” he hollered at her. She tried to shake her head, but she could barely move as she took her last breath of water. As her arms and legs dropped, Kyle released his grip on her. Before turning away, he took one last glimpse of the woman who had taken his son. Turning in place, he came face to face with a masked man. Kyle jumped. “Looks like you finished what I’d started,” the man said as he chuckled. Kyle was speechless. Before Kyle could react, the masked man overpowered him and pulled him to the tub. Kyle fought, kicked and screamed to no avail. Before he knew it, his head was underwater, his eyes staring into Katie’s empty gaze. It was then when Kyle realized Katie had been telling the truth. She had not been the one who killed their son. Kyle struggled and fought for his life beneath the strong, malevolent arms of his assailant. His eyes bulged as he fought to surface for air. He cried and pleaded, but no one could hear him and with his last breath of water he wondered why…why his family?  Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 30 Ryan Hungerford

Featured Artist

SuspenseMagazine.com Alice in Voonderland31 Featured Artist

Ryan Hungerford

Ryan Hungerford is a Midwest boy, and his designs have even become t-shirts whose lifelong love of drawing and worn by celebrities all over California. sketching led him to California. After attending the Academy of Some of his wackiest yet Art in San Francisco, Ryan amazing artwork comes in made his way to Santa the shape of a tiny square, Monica where he spends on post-its. Hungerford’s his days basking in the sun post-it art is detailed, and working as a graphic fascinating and incredibly artist. impressive.

Ryan’s work comes in This talented artist has all shapes and forms. His sketches and quite the sense of humor; check out our illustrations can be found in books and recent conversation where he literally comics; his concepts have become toys cracked us up!

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 32 FROM top left (clockwise): (1) blue beast, (2) miclas, (3) celebrity images, (4) Street fighter honda, (5) Lounge kitten; Opposite page, top: (1) Jawas your artwork in ten years? Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): Where do EXTRAORDINARY PRAISE ECHOES you get the ideas for your artwork? RH: When it comes to the future and artwork I don’t really have any specific destination. Ryan Hungerford (RH): The ideas I get for my artwork However, I would like to see myself and my art THROUGHOUT THE LAND FOR A STUNNING come from a variety of sources. Most of the time ideas continue to grow and evolve. I would also like to come from inspiration of the things around me. I’ll have a stronger presence in the fine art world; DEBUT OF LITERARY SUSPENSE… come across something that catches my eye perhaps a couple of solo shows under my belt. or sparks a feeling and the idea will evolve Gallery shows are a lot of fun and I definitely from that. Sometimes my characters come would like to do more. from playing around with abstract shapes and take off from there. When all else fails, I S. MAG.: What is your favorite type of douse myself in coconut oil and break dance artwork to create (digital, sketch, etc.)? on a Ouija board. RH: I truly enjoy working in a variety of mediums. I “This EVOCATIVE thriller is sure to put S. MAG.: The concept of ‘post-it’ art is really clever. think it’s a lot of fun to play with different mediums, Doiron on several 2010 must-read lists.” Did this start from just sketching and turn applications and techniques. My favorite though, into more detailed work? is sketching. I love sketching because that’s —PUBLISHERS WEEKLY (starred review) “COMPELLING…MOVING… where it all begins. As a kid, I would sketch UTTERLY IMPRESSIVE… RH: Quite a few artists in the animation the day away. It was simple, inexpensive industry have been sketching on post-its for and pure imaginative fun. You can capture Doiron weaves a riveting tale “A , a while and there have even been post-it so much emotion and energy in those initial GRIPPING, ORIGINAL set deep in the wilderness.” themed gallery shows. Originally I started sketches. The trick is trying to keep that energy and literate tale of love and loyalty, —ANDRE DUBUS III sketching on post-its to quickly get down when you take it to the next stage, whatever betrayal and redemption.” characters, shapes and ideas. From there, I started that medium may be. refining the sketches and adding color with marker. —JOHN LESCROART After a while they became little pieces of art. S. MAG.: Do you have a favorite piece of I really like the different post-it colors and your own work? how the color of the markers creates a whole different color. Post-its are also a fun way to RH: I really don’t have a favorite piece of “HAUNTING…Doiron play with composition. It’s fun to push your my work. Although, anything that involves is a powerful writer.” characters and shapes to fill up the space and monsters, luchadores or chicas is hella rad! create dynamic post-its. On a final note, post- —TESS GERRITSEN its are plentiful and inexpensive, so there’s no S. MAG.: What’s with the banana suit? pressure to create something amazing every time. It’s all about carefree sketching and having fun. RH: The banana suit became a permanent wardrobe fixture back in 2003. It continues to be S. MAG.: Many well-known celebrities have spotted by unsuspecting citizens every been photographed wearing your t-shirts. now and then. It’s such a great source of An estranged son is thrust into the hunt Were you stoked to see them wearing your entertainment and comes in handy when you for a murderous fugitive—his own father. work? least expect it. Next to the infamous tuxedo shirt, I don’t think there is a greater article of RH: Absolutely, it’s always ‘uber rad’ to see clothing known to man. In the vast world of people wearing my t-shirts regardless of celebrity fruits, I believe the banana reigns supreme. status. I love creating unique character-based t-shirts and I’m honored that people enjoy wearing them. To find out more about Ryan Hungerford, visit his  website www.ryanhungerford.com. Available from Now available wherever books are sold S. MAG.: Where do you see yourself and Macmillan Audio www.pauldoiron.com

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 34 EXTRAORDINARY PRAISE ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE LAND FOR A STUNNING DEBUT OF LITERARY SUSPENSE…

“This EVOCATIVE thriller is sure to put Doiron on several 2010 must-read lists.” —PUBLISHERS WEEKLY (starred review) “COMPELLING…MOVING… UTTERLY IMPRESSIVE… Doiron weaves a riveting tale “A GRIPPING, ORIGINAL, set deep in the wilderness.” and literate tale of love and loyalty, —ANDRE DUBUS III betrayal and redemption.” —JOHN LESCROART

“HAUNTING…Doiron is a powerful writer.” —TESS GERRITSEN

An estranged son is thrust into the hunt for a murderous fugitive—his own father.

Available from Macmillan Audio www.pauldoiron.com Now available wherever books are sold Inside the Pages Suspense Magazine Book Reviews 61 Hours by Lee Child If you think that you’ve seen every side of the complex and unpredictable Jack Reacher, think again! Fans will agree that Child excels in delivering pulse-pounding intensity and razor-sharp timing with each completed nov- el, but “61 Hours” has raised the bar even higher and can only be accurately described as flawless. With highways closed in both directions, only a blizzard of astronomical proportion could force Jack Reacher to stay in the tiny South Dakota town of Bolton. Stranded—along with a bus load of senior citizens—Reacher must make the best of a bad situation and when accommodations come up short, he finds himself bunking with the family of Bolton PD’s second in command. Always observant, it doesn’t take long to determine that several things in this town are not as they should be and Reacher is compelled to offer his own special brand of assistance as they race against the clock. Each brilliantly spun twist combined with the glimpse of the softer side of Reacher catapults readers directly into the crisis right alongside our much-loved hero. 

Dog Blood by David Moody Not for the faint of heart, “Dog Blood” by David Moody is a gritty and gruesome look into the world after the Hate takes over, separating the population in two. Those inflicted by this vicious change of heart only feel satisfied when in the throes of violence and attacking the Unchanged. Complete annihilation has become the only thing that matters to people that were once very much like us. While the Unchanged—in an effort to continue some semblance of normal life—have moved into small-sequestered city centers trying to follow the safety in numbers survival rule. Food is scarce; the system has completely broken down and in the few months since the change no place is safe. Danny McCoyne, infected by the Hate, has one challenge and a singular unstoppable goal, which is to find his five-year-old daughter. His single-minded goal has slightly separated him from the pack of killers making him more important to the leaders bent on destruction. “Dog Blood” is an intense and terrifying ride guaranteed to keep you turning the pages…right after you turn all the lights on. 

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 36 Sidney Sheldon's After the Darkness by Tilly Bagshawe Though I can’t admit to understanding the relationship between Sidney Sheldon’s relatives and author Tilly Bagshawe that prompted the penning of “After the Darkness”, I can happily report that it was brilliant and unexpected. Expertly developed characters—with insatiable appetites and a lack of morality that would make a hardened criminal blush—are perfect components in this gripping tale of excess. Brought up in the world of Manhattan’s elite, Grace Brookstein had it all. A loving billionaire husband, beauty and youth all contribute to her continued naiveté. Charmed by her husband and their fairytale lifestyle, Grace never imagined there were cracks in the veil of perfection until it was much too late. When the artificial trappings of her carefully constructed world are viscously stripped away, Grace finds an inner strength of character that shocks even the most spiteful enemies. As the criminals slither in plain sight, even the most adept reader will find it challenging to figure out “who-dun-it” as “After the Darkness” races along to its surprising end.  Deliver Us from Evil Injustice for All by David Baldacci by Scott Pratt The first chapter is often the most Fast-paced, a familiar term to readers of mystery telling and best first impression of and suspense is often heralded as a key ingredient to an author’s writing style, offering readers that tiny teaspoon of success in this genre. Readers know that the flow is what’s to come and a glimpse at going to move forward at a pretty good clip and we future possibilities. In just a few can honestly expect little downtime and minimal short pages, Scott Pratt skillfully fluff within the pages. “Deliver Us from Evil”, David introduces his believable characters, lays down a firm foundation and Baldacci’s latest edition to the Shaw series doesn’t instantly peaks our curiosity. quite fit into that classification. When in reality, Joe Dillard is the guy next door and has learned through “Deliver Us from Evil” moves at hyper-speed. the years to focus on the important things in life; family A combination of intrigue—through circling and friends. Things—while certainly far from perfect— are manageable until the day he has a front row seat to covert operations—met with highly intelligent, the suicide of his best friend and colleague, Ray Miller. though clearly damaged characters makes the Pushed over the edge by a crushing trial judge, Ray hunt for a modern day monster decides the best option for his failing career is the final decision and only hope for his financially floundering electric. New readers may find family. Unfortunately, Ray—though not the only Baldacci’s writing style can catch casualty of the out of control judge—was the most you slightly off guard when the notable and when Judge Green is found hanging by his reality of certain scenes literally neck from a tree, the list of viable suspects is slim. The link to Joe and Ray’s family is too compelling to ignore makes your stomach turn. But and as the easy choice, authorities instantly direct their don’t quit there because as the focus on the obvious choice. story races around the globe the With an intense emotional draw, “Injustice for All” is unexpected climax makes this a a powerful and consuming piece of fiction and Pratt’s  first-rate thriller.  voice is unmistakable.

SuspenseMagazine.com 37 Cheat the Grave: THE FIFTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC by Vicki Pettersson A jam-packed novel filled with characters who are strangely similar yet vastly different. Each one has its own powers and side it’s loyal to. Joanna/Olivia born of both Shadow and Light has been blacklisted and forgotten by both groups. She gave up her powers to save a mortal child; because of that, she lost everything including healing and speed as well as countless other “gifts”. Joanna herself was on the side of Light, until she became mortal herself in the form of her sister Olivia. She never dreamed of pairing up with anyone from the Shadows, but finds herself in need of protection when many—from both sides—want her gone…for good. People from her “superhero” past still haunt her. Pettersson’s use of adjectives and analogies is very catchy and unique giving her story wings. By far, my favorite analogy is, ‘Her mouth was rimmed in crimson, like she’d been smoking blood.’ A crystal-clear picture of the woman’s lips came to me immediately; as far as I’m concerned, being able to do such a thing is a rare talent that Pettersson possesses in spades. She also gave an apt description of another character named, Lindy Maguire when she said, ‘…humans were walking squeaky toys to her.’ Pettersson’s expertise is profound and delightful to say the least. Her vast talent surpasses any other fantasy novel I’ve read. Give yourself a gift and pick up this latest installment from Pettersson; you won’t be sorry.  Junkyard dogs The Ark by Craig Johnson by Boyd Morrison It takes a lot to make me laugh out Easily comparable loud and “Junkyard Dogs” with its to the brilliance quirky cast of characters and oddball of Steve Berry, Gayle situations, really caught me off guard. Lynds and James Rollins, Though well into the Walt Longmire newcomer Boyd Morrison has successfully stamped series, anyone picking up “Junkyard his mark on the world of Dogs” as a first look into the world of historical fiction with the Johnson’s work, would never notice. introduction of his debut novel, “The Ark”. Outsiders would imagine living in Absaroka County, Wyoming would be Archeologist Dilara Kenner never expected her life to flip upside down or to have a target pretty damn peaceful. A quaint, small painted on her back when she returned from town with a slower pace; where you know your neighbors a dig to meet a family friend who carried a and people get along purely because there aren’t that many deadly secret. He knew that her father—missing people to know. Outsiders would be wrong. While relatively for three years—had found the location of his quiet, it seems there are hundreds of ways to get yourself into personal holy grail, Noah’s Ark and was only trouble when you’re locked into a town during the middle of just able to pass along a few cryptic words winter. before he suddenly died before her eyes. With Sheriff Walt Longmire is no spring chicken and with a long little to go on and only the name Tyler Locke as list of injuries, he has been around the block a few times. Walt a true starting position, Dilara takes a huge risk is used to the unusual ways of the residents, but sometimes and leap-of-faith to discover the secrets behind their dim-witted actions are too much for him to process. her father’s passion. No one could foresee that When old timer Geo Stewart—owner of the local junkyard— together, they would risk life and limb only to come face-to-face with an ingenious madman. is found after being dragged behind a car for several miles, Walt wishes for a life of leisure in sunny, warm New Mexico. With an extraordinary theme and awe-inspiring Neither he, nor his team, could imagine the chaotic mess that characters, “The Ark” is wildly entertaining and would follow as Walt pursues an astronomical crime ring. virtually impossible to put down as Morrison smartly transports you around the globe like a Johnson’s storytelling style never misses a beat as he dips pro.  readers into a down-home form of face-to-face detecting. 

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 38 ESummerach year summertime brings Block with it summer mobviesu ands thister year iss no different. In 2010 we can expect a few remakes, the return of America’s most lovable toys, and a lot of laughing, crying and fear. This is what will be hitting the cinema in JUNE 2010.

The A-Team toy story 3 Eclipse Cast: Cast: Cast: Liam Neeson, Bradley Tom Hanks, Tim Allen, Don Kristen Stewart, Robert Cooper Rickles, Joan Cusack, John Pattinson, Bryce Dallas Howard, Releases Date: June 11, 2010 Ratsenberger, Michael Keaton Taylor Lautner Release Date: June 18, 2010 Release Date: June 30, 2010

Killers jonah hex Knight and Day Cast: Cast: Cast: Ashton Kutcher, Katherine Heigl Megan Fox, Josh Brolin, John Tom Cruise, Cameron Diaz Release Date: June 4, 2010 Malkovich, Will Arnett Release Date: June 25, 2010 Release Date: June 18, 2010

SuspenseMagazine.com 39 MOVIES Michael Radford directs a crime drama involving disgruntled British janitor Flawless (Michael Caine) and an unhappy American executive (Demi Moore) who plan a jewel heist from their employer, the London Diamond Corporation. (2007) Genre – Crime Thriller (PG-13) Moore’s character is under the impression the janitor only plans on steeling a thermos full of diamonds, but the following morning when the vault is opened, they find their entire stock of diamonds, one hundred million pounds worth…gone!

The surveillance cameras have exactly a one minute opportunity when it spans away from the vault’s hallway for some unscrupulous thief—with the combination of course—to steel from the company.

Despite their best efforts, the London Diamond Corporation cannot figure out not only how someone got in—since only two people have the combination and it’s changed weekly—but how they could have made them all disappear in sixty seconds.

The caper leaves everyone scrambling and deciding if they’re going to pay the one hundred thousand pound ransom that’s being extorted from them  by the janitor—unbeknownst to them.

I knew how he got them out, but it was great to watch as he explains to Moore’s character how he did it. This movie was a great time piece (1960s) and I enjoyed it immensely. Take the time to watch it. You will be glad you  did. 

Five strangers, Buzzy (Hillary Swank), Mark (Colin Hanks), Cheri (Rachel Leigh Cook), Jack (Henry Thomas) and Eddie (Ben Foster) become a part of each others lives—even if it kills them. This movie— written and directed by Greg Marck—is composed of five seemingly random story lines that intersect at precisely 11:14 p.m.

It begins—or so it would seem—with what appears as a murder that Cheri’s father (Patrick Swayze) stumbles on his daughter’s no-good boyfriend. Thinking she committed the “murder” he takes steps to make sure she could not be connected to it in any way. Every action we take has consequences; good, bad or indifferent, there is always a ripple effect, most of which we never know about. This movie is a perfect example. I found myself chuckling in several places because it just seems so 11:14 incredibly absurd, but one truth remains…a single action can have catastrophic effects.  (2005) Genre – Crime Thriller (R)

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 40 MOVIES Double Identity American doctor, Nicholas Pinter (Val Kilmer) is working in (2009) Chechnya with Doctors Without Borders and meets a mysterious woman—Katrina—in distress. He helps her escape from a bad Genre – Crime Thriller (R) guy and an international criminal who’s part of a diamond cartel with ties to the mob. The cartel assumes the doctor is a spy. They mistake him for a man named John Carter who doesn’t even exist; to understand it, you’ll have to watch the movie.

This cat-and-mouse game the good and bad guys play with each other is quite exciting, but very confusing. They all have the same accent and some look so similar it’s hard to remember who’s who. In the end it doesn’t matter because you know who the really bad guy is as well as the doctor and Katrina.

The double-agents cannot be counted on two hands, but the ride this movie takes you on is action-packed and thrilling to say the least.

Do yourself a favor and see this movie. If nothing else, you’ll enjoy  watching the two sides collide. 

When seminary student Kevin Parson receives a mysterious, scary phone call, his life quickly begins to burn out of control.

 Marc Blucas plays Kevin and does a magnificent job of showing his fear of the unknown when the killer tells him he must confess his sins. Until he does, people will continue to die.

Back in contact with his childhood friend Samantha—whose father used to be a cop—they team up to try and unravel what’s really going on and who’s behind the killings and threats that are now an every day part of Kevin’s life.

Enter a female detective who still isn’t back on active duty after “RK”—the Riddle Killer—murdered her brother by strapping him inside his car with a bomb duct taped to his chest.

Samantha seems a bit concerned that Kevin is putting his trust in the detective, not sure if she’s stable enough to be back on the job. Sam slowly convinces Kevin to do things without sharing information with the police. Once that happens, things go from bad to worse.

Princess (Priscilla Barnes), the aunt who raised Kevin, is kidnapped by the madman and chained to a wall with a bomb attached around her neck with the detonator in his possession. Kevin races against time to find his aunt—who by Thr3e the way abused him as a child—before she is the next victim. (2007) Some secrets are meant to be kept hidden. Will Kevin ever figure out what his Genre – Psychological Thriller - sins were? Will he confess? Will the killer ever be caught? Watch the movie Based on Book (PG-13) and find out, you won’t be sorry you did. 

SuspenseMagazine.com 41 By: E.J. Fechenda Caroline can’t believe her luck. Her boss told her to go home early. She thinks about all the things she can get done before the twins are finished with their soccer practice; the chicken can get put in the oven early, she will do some laundry and straighten up the house. The mid-afternoon sun warms the interior of her car, cheering her even more.

Caroline pulls into the driveway and notices the front door is ajar. That’s odd; she thinks and gathers up her purse. Stepping up onto the porch, the hairs quiver on the back of her neck. She hesitates, pulls her cell phone out and dials her husband. The call goes right to voicemail. With a resigned sigh, Caroline steps inside.

As her eyes adjust to the interior light she looks for anything unusual. The floor in the mudroom is cluttered with shoes. The air smells faintly of waffles and syrup from breakfast and the fish tank gurgles in the twin’s room. "So far so good," she mutters and urges herself forward. She proceeds slowly into the kitchen. The chicken is still on the counter defrosting. She walks down the hallway and jumps when the floorboards creak. The living room is undisturbed, right down to the Matchbox cars scattered on the area rug. The bedrooms and home office reveal the same normalcy. Caroline exhales slowly, only then realizing she has been holding her breath the entire time. She checks the bathroom and quickly whips back the shower curtain—nothing. Her breathing comes easier until she eyes the basement door. It looms in front of her, daring her to enter.

Feeling ridiculous, but reassured at the same time, Caroline grabs the biggest knife out of the kitchen and marches down into the basement. As the dim mustiness envelopes her, her footsteps falter. She flips on a light at the base of the stairs which illuminates the entire area. All seems to be in order and Caroline wished she thought to bring the hamper down with her. At least she would have saved a trip to the washing machine. Caroline laughs at herself and walks back up the stairs.

Chalking the open door up to the morning haste, Caroline shakes off the unease. She makes a return trip to the basement with an armful of dirty clothes and chuckles again at her fear, which she has apparently never outgrown.

With the washing machine thrumming below, Caroline starts to prep the chicken. She’s busy stuffing the bird when she hears the floorboard in the hallway creak. She stops and listens, the hairs on her neck begin to rise again. Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 42 Silence follows the creak, so she shrugs her shoulders and continues fixing dinner. A few minutes later she is washing her hands 2010 when a loud thump echoes out from the Writing Contest bathroom. Her heart rate kicks up a notch and she reaches for the knife. Suspense Magazine is now accepting submissions for the THIRD annual writing contest! She creeps down the hall and stops in the Winners will receive the following: doorway. She takes a deep breath and goes in, her weapon raised and ready. The shower Grand Prize: Twelve books (some autographed) from each of the authors of the month for 2010. To keep updated on curtain moves and she can’t tell if she the authors of the month check out the 2010 Author of the created a draft or if something else did. Once Month page at www.SuspenseMagazine.com. All books are again she whips the curtain back to reveal an brand new with many coming from the author directly. empty bathtub, except for a shampoo bottle Second Place: $50.00 gift card to Amazon.com. lying on its side by the drain. Third Place: $25.00 gift card to Amazon.com. A nervous laugh escapes her lips as she GUIDELINES: returns to the kitchen and places the knife 1. All Stories must be in the suspense/thriller/mystery genre. back in the cutlery block. She moves towards the refrigerator and the moment her back 2. Stories must be at least 1,500 words and no more than 5,000. You will be able to submit as many stories as you is turned, senses a presence behind her. wish. Stories that do not fall within that range will not Labored breathing, not her own, fills the be considered. room and goose bumps erupt over her body. 3. Stories must be submitted in the body of your email. She turns around; the two second process ATTACHMENTS WILL NOT BE OPENED. feels like an eternity. A man she has never 4. Must have a valid email address, as this is how you will seen before is standing less than a foot be contacted if you win. away. His size is formidable and she can’t see past him. Stubble blankets his jaw, which 5. Contest runs from March 1, 2010 – December 31, 2010. is hanging open. Drool hangs off his lower lip, a shoestring of saliva. Rancid air hits her 6. Winners will be announced in February/March 2011. nostrils when he exhales. One glimpse at his 7. All stories will be judged by an independent panel. unfocused gray eyes tells Caroline that this man is not all there. Fear begins to settle in 8. Authors will be notified by email if their story is published online or within the pages of Suspense her bones. Magazine. 9. Email all submissions to contest@suspensemagazine. Something bright distracts her and she com. glances up at the source. It’s her knife, in his hand, glinting in the sunlight. She tries to 10. Questions should be directed to editor@ suspensemagazine.com. scream, but her mouth is too dry. She wants to run, but her legs refuse to cooperate. She 11. The Judges decisions are final. thinks of her family because she can’t warn 12. All Stories must be original, any plagiarism will them and they may soon share the same fate. result in disqualification of that story and no This is her last thought as the stainless steel additional submissions will be accepted from author. blade slices through the air and plunges into www.SuspenseMagazine.com her chest. 

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facebook.com/teddekker Center Street is a division of Hachette Book Group The Murder Divide: True-crime author describes what it's like to be on the forefront of drama By: Gregg Olsen For those trapped in a true-crime drama, the story never ends. This is true whether they are on the prosecution’s or defense’s side of a murder case. As a true-crime author of many books, I know that all too well. It was almost two years ago, June 20, 2008, a hazy summer’s day, when the players in a saga beginning more than a dozen years before filed into Judge Anna Laurie’s courtroom on the second floor of the Kitsap County Courthouse in Port Orchard, Washington. It was like an awkward wedding, where participants are unsure on which side of the spectator’s gallery to sit. The killer’s or the victim’s? In the years since 28-year-old Dawn Hacheney died in a house fire in Bremerton, Washington, a Navy town viewable from the courthouse across Sinclair Inlet, all lives touched by the tragedy have been scarred and, to some extent, rewritten. In the intervening years, some had divorced. Some had remarried. Some had new babies. And those of whom were children at the time, were now off to college. Most had scattered to the winds, seeking new lives and ways to distance themselves from the circumstances inside the courtroom on that particular summer’s day. As it had been from the beginning, Nicholas Hacheney, now almost 40, was at the center of the drama. That afternoon, he was a silent performer, entering the courtroom wearing a blood-orange jumpsuit that, curiously, matched the color of his mother’s blouse. Was it a show of solidarity? Coincidence? If he spoke, no one in the gallery heard him. At one point, he wrote down a response to the judge; his hands restricted by jangling belly chains. His parents, Sandra and Dan Hacheney, had brought along a friend for moral support. Sandra was a stern and sometimes sad figure, a woman who told me during an interview that she hoped God would answer her prayers—someday. After years of disappointment, she and her husband felt they were

SuspenseMagazine.com 45 owed some good news. Dan Hacheney wore light-colored khakis, the waistband tugging at a mid-section that had expanded in the years since his son’s initial incarceration. He took out a pen and pad of paper to write a note to himself. Dan was always making notes. Nick’s appellant lawyers were doing a good job, he told me, but even they needed help. In all the years since his son’s incarceration, Dan Hacheney has never given up on having the conviction overturned. He told me several times his support came from a deep-seated belief in Nick’s innocence, not simply a parent’s unquestioning conviction in their child. Dan is convinced that someday the truth will come out and Nick will be free of the injustice of being known as a wife killer; a murderous minister. “He didn’t kill anyone. There wasn’t even a murder. It was an accident,” Dan has said more than once. He lays the blame for his son’s troubles at the feet of Sandy Glass, Nick’s former lover and Church prophetess. When Scott Nickell, a barrel-chested fellow with an easygoing smile and a slow, almost southern, speaking cadence, held out a hand to shake, Dan pointedly refused it. A mechanic by trade, Dan sees things as broken or working; black or white. When it came to the “murder divide,” Scott was clearly on the opposite side of the Hacheneys. It was Scott’s wife, the former Sandy Glass, who had declared to the world that Dan’s son was a cad and scoundrel, a failed pastor, worst of all: murderer. Sandy, Scott explained to another spectator, couldn’t find the strength or desire to come to these proceedings. She’d done her part already when she testified in 2002. “She’s a very strong woman,” he said of his wife. The couple, once high school sweethearts who had gone their separate ways, had reconnected in the years after Dawn’s death and Sandy’s divorce. Also among the missing was Nicole Matheson, a woman who stood by Nick as his fiancé at the time of the trial. She, like Dawn’s mother, Diana, had opted to stay home. Nicole couldn’t bear the sight of Nick, now her husband, in belly chains and county-issue flip flops. (Diana later told me the truth was she couldn’t bear the sight of Nick. Period.) Everyone was there for a reason, of course. Nick was being re-sentenced after winning a ruling from Washington’s Supreme Court that his original aggravated homicide charge had been in error. Under Washington law, aggravated murder occurs when a homicide is committed in conjunction with another felony. The death of a teller in a bank robbery is an oft-cited example. Since the high court agreed there was no real proof that the fire came before – or after – Dawn’s death, Nick no longer carried the burden of a never-ending “life without.” Someday he’d be a free man. That day they were going to give a new number, set the clock on the wait time for his freedom. Annette Anderson, up from her home in Oregon, had traveled to the proceedings hoping to speak. She’d brought a lengthy, carefully composed letter, which she intended to read aloud. Although ten years had come and gone, Annette wanted the court to know that the crime’s devastating impact had not yet abated. Annette waited nervously in the back row for her chance to finally speak her peace. I watched Annette as she folded and refolded the paper. Take her out of that setting and she’d be the nice young woman next-door; smart, attractive, alert. She didn’t look like a woman who would fall for

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 46 a pastor’s line that God wanted them to have sex. But she had. Her friend, Julie, also a former Christ Community Church member, patted her on the shoulder. Annette was there for a reason and she was ready. “Yes, I’m embarrassed about this stuff, but that pales in comparison to what’s at stake here. Dawn is dead. Someone needs to speak for her. Our church needs to stand up for her.” Kitsap County prosecutor Claire Bradley urged the judge to allow a victim’s impact statement for the re-sentencing. Defense counsel Mark Yelish argued that no one should be permitted to provide one. What could be said that already hadn’t been the first time around? Further, the defense argued, Annette had no standing as a victim. She wasn’t a family member. They relented however, when Dennis Tienhaara stood to speak. He was, after all, Dawn’s younger brother. It was an emotional appeal for the maximum sentence still in play—26 years. “Where is the justice in enabling a cold-hearted, emotionless killer to live out more years in freedom than we were blessed to share with Dawn?” he asked. Good point, I thought, and a familiar one. It humanized Dawn and brought a bit of reality to the situation. Meanwhile, Dawn’s father, Donald Tienhaara, glared at Nick. He balled up his fists and repeatedly pounded his knees, as the defense lawyer laid out all the good works that Nick had accomplished in prison. The list, which included pastoring, charity drives and legal aid for other inmates, was impressive. “He’s doing good things in prison,” muttered Donald to another audience member, “and that’s fine. Keep him there.” Annette waited patiently. Most of those present knew she’d been the catalyst in the series of events that eventually led to Nick’s arrest and conviction years before. Yet few in the courtroom knew what kind of bravery it took for her to do what she finally did. No one knew firsthand what it was like to be duped, humiliated and heartbroken by a supposed man of God. Annette did. She also knew the power of speaking the truth, and how it could deliver a sinner from evil. On this day, in this venue however, she would not get her chance. “Dawn deserves the truth and she’s depending on us to tell it,” she said. A gavel slams down and Nick’s new sentence of 26 years is the cause for both joy and sadness for observers in that courtroom; depending of course, on whose side they found themselves. Yet that isn’t the end. As a true-crime author over the years, I’ve seen the personal anguish that comes to those on opposite sides of a murder. As they shuffle out, not speaking to the opposing faction, one has to consider how awkward these get-togethers are. None of the players has chosen their role. They are bonded by the worst thing that had ever happened to them. And none can ever break free. 

SuspenseMagazine.com 47 Summer No better time than June to feature our favorite authors who have developed great books to get absolutely lost in, as you lounge on the beach this summer e or take the time to sit under a tree and enjoy some peace and quiet.

In 2010, at a time when we stretch ourselves too thin and gaze at computer screens all day long, I hope our recommendations from Mary Higgins Clark, a Harlan Coben, Andrew Gross and MJ Rose take you outdoors and away from the hustle and bustle. These four authors have written novels, which won’t only entertain, but will also steal your entire afternoon. You won’t put these books down until you read every page, so take out the sunscreen, grab an ice-cold beverage and get comfortable in your favorite outside spot; d Clark, Coben, Gross and Rose are about to keep you very busy!

MJ Rose is the author of ten international bestselling novels. A strong woman, determined to see her books come to fruition, MJ Rose self- published her first novel “Lip Service” which she then sold online as an i e-book. In 1998, this was an untapped market and Rose held the incredible status of being the first e-book to then go on to be published by a major New York publishing house. Her most recent book, “The Hypnotist” is the third in her Reincarnationist Book series and has also been quoted as her ‘most mesmerizing yet.’ n Avid suspense readers may recognize the name Andrew Gross from his partnership with James Patterson, but Suspense Magazine wants readers to realize it’s time to know Andrew Gross for Andrew Gross. His most recent novel, “Reckless” is the fourth work without Patterson and has been called g

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 48 his absolute best. In this fast-paced thriller, readers once again follow private investigator Ty Hauck and this time he is up against the greatest challenge of his life. “Reckless” is a perfect summer read and one that will make you an Andrew Gross fan for life.

Harlan Coben is the master of twists and turns. Have you ever read a book and been completely annoyed because you know exactly how it will end? Well, Harlan Coben will never write a book like that. Each time you think you have his stories figured out he throws in another twist to make you reflect, re-examine and explore further possibilities. Reading a Harlan Coben book is like playing a game you are constantly surprised by; his books are fun while also thrilling and suspenseful. “Caught”—released March 23, 2010—is a great book for the beach, but you won’t go wrong if you take any of his many novels in your beach bag, they are always fantastic.

Mary Higgins Clark is an astonishing woman who writes incredible fiction. With forty-six novels to her name, Ms. Clark has been deemed the “queen of suspense” and rightfully so. Two of her novels have been made into feature films, while other novels and short stories have been turned into television movies. Her most recent book, “The Shadow of Your Smile”— released April 13, 2010—has been met with great reviews. As an eighty-two year old woman nears death, she must decide whether to take a secret to her grave or expose a long held family secret. The choice is tough and one that could damage the lives of many. Ms. Clark is known to weave a fantastic tale and “The Shadow of Your Smile” is no different.

Suspense Magazine hopes you enjoy the interviews of these exciting and talented authors. We feel very fortunate that they spent time with us and hope you enjoy their words, advice and knowledge. Pick up the newest releases by MJ Rose, Andrew Gross, Harlan Coben and Mary Higgins Clark; you will be ecstatic! 

SuspenseMagazine.com 49 Let MJ Rose Hypnotize You

Interview By: Suspense Magazine MJ Rose is an international best-selling author. She’s a New York native who currently resides in Connecticut. She has made appearances on The Today Show, Fox News and the Jim Lehrer News Hours. Her previous titles include: “Lip Service”, “In Fidelity”, “Flesh Tones”, “Sheet Music”, “Lying in Bed”, “The Halo Effect”, “The Delilah Complex”, “The Venus Fix”, “The Reincarnationist” and “The Memorist”. Her newest book “The Hypnotist” has just been released. We would like to thank MJ for taking the time to chat with us for a bit. Check out what she has to say: Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): Where do the ideas for your stories come from? MJ Rose (MJR): I do a lot of research and I spend a lot of time reading about different subjects related to what I want to write about. It’s like a big soup and I put all the ingredients in and I work on it and work on it. Over the next three to six months I come up with a workable plot. Every book has to start with a ‘what if ’. ‘What if we could remember our past life and remember we killed someone? How would we deal with the guilt of that?’ That would be the kind of question I would start with

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 50 and think about what to do with it. S. MAG.: Which of the books you have written is your favorite and why? MJR: It’s always the most recent one (laughs). It’s always the one just coming out. S. MAG.: What was the biggest challenge you faced while trying to self-publish “Lip Service”? MJR: I didn’t self-publish it in the traditional way that everyone does it now. I had an agent; she took the book out and had a lot of people who were interested, but said it crossed too many genres. It was suspenseful, but it was also literary, commercial and even a little erotic and they didn’t know where it would fit. So my agent suggested I write another book that would fit in one genre and I didn’t want to. I was in advertisement and the Creative Director for a large advertising company in New York and I said, ‘You know it’s not a problem with the book, it’s a problem with the way they’re looking at marketing it.’ So I said I’m going to do it, I’m going to put the book out there as an e-book. This was back in 1998 when there was no such thing as an e-book. They called it an electronic download. I told my agent I’m going to do an electronic download and advertise the book online so I can get results to show you. Then you can show them there is a very easy way to market this book. It was never about anybody wanting this or trying to sell it the traditional way. It was a marketing experiment that went a little crazy. S. MAG.: What is your favorite movie? MJR: Sabrina: I just love the movie. The other is The Portrait of Jenny. Sabrina is completely frivolous, light hearted and delightful. The Portrait of Jenny is mysterious, strange and evocative. S. MAG.: What is your favorite vacation place? MJR: My favorite vacation place is Paris. I do love going to Paris; I love the museums. I grew up across the street from the Metropolitan Museum of Art and I took art classes when I was four. I wanted to be an artist and I went to art school. So any place that has a lot of museums feels like home. S. MAG.: What three things would you like to accomplish in the next five years? MJR: I’d like to stay alive. I would like to have Suspense Magazine Review on “The Hypnotist” a bigger garden and I would like to spend more FBI Agent, Lucian Glass, is haunted by a murder that time off the computer. Between my business and happened more than twenty years ago. Now he’s on a case writing I feel like I live inside the screen. investigating a crazed art collector who is destroying prized masterpieces. This investigation only brings his past to life. S. MAG.: What do you do on your free time? “The Hypnotist”—the third installment in the MJR: I’m writing a novel hopefully every year or Reincarnationist series—is a mixture of a haunting love year and a half. I’m also running a marketing firm story, a mystery and thriller. called Authorbuzz.com which is the first company “The Hypnotist” is a huge puzzle that absolutely needs to be designed for authors who publishers use too. And I solved. There are so many characters at play and the ending have a lot of clients so in the little free time there will be a shocker. Not only are you trying to figure out who is, I love to read. I love to watch movies, walk and has stolen the artwork and who killed the beautiful painter I really like to go to museums. I like to garden, cook more than twenty years ago, but you’re also working to and shop for shoes. I seem to fit in the shopping for determine the connection between all the characters. shoes more than managing the garden. Shopping This story takes you from ancient Greece and nineteenth for shoes is my therapy. century Persia back to present day New York, Paris and Los Angeles to uncover the mystery. Although slow to start, it Learn more about MJ Rose by visiting her picked up quickly and with the unexpected inner stories website: www.mjrose.com.  of all involved, “The Hypnotist” makes for a completely fascinating read.  SuspenseMagazine.com 51 Andrew Gross Reckless in New York Interview By: Suspense Magazine magine sitting at home, waiting patiently absolutely appreciated. Here is a small sampling of for publishers to call about your book and our time together: wondering if the day will ever come. Maybe you’ve received more negatives than positives Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): How do you spend Iand your feeling slightly discouraged. Suddenly the a typical day? phone rings, only to have one of the largest suspense/ Andrew Gross (AG): I’m a morning guy. I’m at my thriller writers to ever put a pen to paper on the other desk every day by 8:15. I do a little Twitter/Facebook end of the call. Author Andrew Gross can relate, stuff, play solitaire, then pick up my book by looping because this instance happened to back on what I wrote the day before him and in his dream-like moment (which never, ever reads as well James Patterson was calling. as I thought!) and round it into Many years ago, Andrew Gross had something that kind of suggests a novel floating through the world I know what I’m doing, which, of agents and publishers. One day luckily, is how it generally ends someone handed the book over to up the second time around. I may James Patterson with one piece of rework that chapter three or four knowledge, ‘This guy does women more times before I finally put it well,’ they explained to Patterson. into the manuscript. The rest is history. Then I write a chapter, which for James Patterson and Andrew me is usually three to five pages. I Gross collaborated on six novels generally call it quits around one before Gross began crafting his and then grab a bite. My afternoons own marvelous tales. The most are usually spent staring blankly at recent novel in Gross’ arsenal is the ceiling praying for tomorrow’s “Reckless” which follows his main stroke of genius, working out, or character and hero Ty Hauck, a going to the market, because I do master investigator who never seems to stay out of the cooking in the house. Glamour, glamour, glamour, trouble while saving the day. In “Reckless”, Hauck is huh? out to avenge his friend’s death and the possibilities S. MAG.: Where do you see yourself in ten years? for turmoil and truth seem absolutely endless. AG: Always a tough question, because it makes me Andrew Gross is a magnificent writer, but also commit to having an actual plan. I will probably be a reliable and respectful man. We enjoyed our doing the same thing, because I have lots of stories to conversation with Mr. Gross immensely; the tell, though I might want to be writing slightly different knowledge he shared was unprecedented and tales: a fictional family chronicle or something

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 52 historical: medieval. Like “The Jester” I come up with that name? did with Patterson, in my own voice. I would like to think I’d be doing it in a AG: It’s too funny, and funnier you slightly sexier setting: Maybe St. Helena ask. I thought I made it up, but didn’t. in the Napa Valley, which is where we There’s a copper-colored ’66 Mustang spend out Septembers. that plays a large role in “The Dark Tide”. (I had one then!) I bought it at S. MAG.: What advice can you give a classic car dealership in Palm Beach a writer who is attempting to write a called Ragtops. The owner’s name was novel or get published? Ty, but when I first got it, I was writing with Patterson and in-between projects AG: Ugh. This one’s no fun. It’s tough, devised this story outline for myself: a tough, tough right now and tougher still stolen artifact, Iraq War thriller with once you get it accepted. If I were starting a soldier-of-fortune war photographer out again...I think you need someone to named Ty Hauck. The outline didn’t go advocate for you, to break through the anywhere. But years later, working on clutter. It could be a published writing “The Dark Tide”, I came across it again instructor, a writer friend of a friend, and thought the name sounded pretty someone on Facebook you’ve broken good, so I used it. At the time, I never into a dialogue with. Then charm the thought of Ty as a continuing character. heck out of them to read twenty pages It was only years later—when I sold the of your work and see if they can make Mustang and was now on my third Ty a connection for you. With less books novel—that I looked at the bill of sale being published and less sales being and saw to my amazement, the owner of made, it’s an un-level field and trust Ragtops name was actually Ty Hauck. I me, issues like placement, marketing had stolen it from him and never ever and second contracts only make it more realized it. No wonder he was always frustrating when you finally break so interested in my books! For years, through! the guy thought I was stalking him. Or S. MAG.: You were in a completely maybe worse! different field of work before speaking S. MAG.: Where do you see Ty Hauck with James Patterson; did you always in ten years? want to be a writer? AG: I’m not sure where Ty will be in AG: I always thought I could do it. I ten years. I’m already thinking of other spent fifteen years in the sports apparel continuing characters. I don’t want to get business where all I wanted was to be pigeon-holed or formulaic—stylistically the best manager I could be and the or geographically, so I may move on one rewards that went with it. Yet, I was day. Or I may not. We’ll see if he evolves always imagining the stories I would like his author! write, the little voice urging me to do it, the mid life crisis regret: if I could ever Suspense Magazine thanks Andrew find six months I would write my novel. Gross for taking the time to speak with Well…the six months found me! (Er, us. He was open, honest and a real joy. two years!) But so did James Patterson, so it was a fortuitous ending! To learn more about Andrew Gross visit www.andrewgrossbooks.com.  S. MAG.: Ty Hauck, where did you

SuspenseMagazine.com 53 arlan Coben’s Hnovels consume, coax and captivate. Pick up any of his nineteen novels and expect to read it cover to cover in one sitting. His trademark twists and turns make for a fast pace thriller that sucks you in and refuses to let go.

With over twenty years of writing and forty- seven million books in print worldwide, Harlan Coben has developed the perfect formula for fascinating fans. His most recent novel Caught in “Caught” was released in April 2010, reaffirming Harlan Coben’s greatness and providing readers with Coben's yet another novel to Web of Intrigue devour and applaud. Interview By: Suspense Magazine Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 54 Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): “Caught” has a fascinating character in reporter Wendy Tynes. She has many dimensions; I despised her then found myself completely absorbed in everything she did. Was your goal from the beginning to create such a hated, yet enchanting character?

Harlan Coben (HC): Hatred? Nope. I want her to be real. If she is, you will care about her. If she’s not, no matter how likable, you won’t care and the story won’t work.

S. MAG.: The sting operation in the book was similar to the one made famous by Dateline NBC. Were you trying to play devil's advocate to that program?

HC: No, but that show was something of an inspiration. I started wondering, suppose someone I know was nailed on one of those shows? Suppose it was someone I liked and trusted and he insisted that he was innocent? That’s what got the ball rolling.

S. MAG.: The Internet has changed the world and blog pages have taken it that much further. “Caught” challenges the online world we have come to rely on; have you found absurdities about you on the Internet?

HC: Too many to name. The great thing about the Internet is…it gives everyone a voice. The bad thing about the Internet is…it gives everyone a voice.

S. MAG.: You’re known for amazing twists at the end of your novels. Does it become a challenge to come up with endings that wow readers every single time?

HC: Yes. It never gets easier, but I don’t think it’s supposed to.

S. MAG.: After publishing so many novels, are you still amazed each time you see a story come to fruition?

HC: Yes, the process never fails to amaze me. Whenever I finish a book, a little voice in my head says, “Well, that’s it, Harlan, you’re done, you’re out of ideas, you got nothing left, etc.” With experience you learn the voice is wrong, but it never goes away.

S. MAG.: What sort of advice can you offer to aspiring writers?

HC: Write. Try not to worry about markets or advances or sales figures or what your Amazon ranking is. Just write.

Suspense Magazine thanks Harlan Coben for taking time to answer our questions. To learn more about Coben, go to www.HarlanCoben.com. 

SuspenseMagazine.com 55 THERE IS A REASON HUMANS FEAR THE DARK...

THIS MUCH IS TRUE: In 1867, a young sailor was convic:ted of murdering two crew mates and drinking their blood. The papers called him a vampire. The President of the United States pardoned him, spar- ing his life. He spent the rest of his days in an asylum for the criminally insane. At least, that’s the cover story.… © Daniel Reichert

Also available from Penguin Audio and as an e-book. COMING MAY 2010 A member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc. www.penguin.com WWW.PRESIDENTSVAMPIRE.COM THERE IS A REASON HUMANS FEAR THE DARK... Mary Higgins

THIS MUCH IS TRUE: Clark In 1867, a young sailor was Interview By: Suspense Magazine convic:ted of murdering two crew mates and drinking their blood. The papers called him a vampire. The President of the United States pardoned him, spar- ing his life. He spent the rest of his days in an asylum for the criminally insane. At least, that’s the cover story.… © Daniel Reichert

Also available from Penguin Audio and as an e-book. COMING MAY 2010 A member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc. SuspenseMagazine.com 57 www.penguin.com WWW.PRESIDENTSVAMPIRE.COM Positive Persistence Prevails Interview By: Suspense Magazine

By loyal fans, Mary husband and had five children, Warren Clark was Higgins Clark is diagnosed with angina and suffered multiple heart considered a legend. attacks. The final heart attack in 1964, took his life Her career is one and his wife found herself left to support five young authors all over the children. world dream of and Clark went on to write radio scripts in order some would even happily to earn a regular pay check and with magazines no accept a fraction of her success. With over eighty longer accepting fictional short stories to print, Ms. million copies of her suspense novels sold in the Clark decided to attempt a novel. Although she was United States alone, Higgins Clark is one to admire. not successful at first, Clark took this time to go back There is a bit of knowledge however, that to college, form her own radio script company and aspiring writers and citizens of the world should continue writing. In 1974, after years of hard work appreciate more than the number of books sold in and struggle, she finally published her novel “Where a vast and incredible career. Mary Higgins Clark are the Children” which ended her financial woes has the secret to success: work unimaginably hard and proved her hard work paid off. and absolutely never give up. Her entire life is one to Suspense Magazine is honored to share with respect, not just her career. you our interview with one of literature's greats, As a young woman, Mark Higgins Clark Mary Higgins Clark: established an incredibly strong work ethic; working as a secretary, copy editor, model and flight attendant Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): You often write before she was twenty-three years old. In each of her books focusing on several key characters and “The jobs she was well respected and impressive. In 1949, Shadow of Your Smile” appears to be no different. Mary Higgins gave up working to marry Warren We’re curious how Clark and to keep herself busy, she took writing you keep juggling courses at NYU. While in college, she helped form a the characters and writing workshop that met weekly and continued for separate story lines over forty years. so flawlessly. Do Higgins Clark was praised highly for her you have any tricks short stories in NYU classes, but was frustrated to keep yourself when she received numerous rejection letters from organized? publishers to print them. After six years and forty rejections, she was finally given notice of Extension Mary Higgins Clark Magazine purchasing one of her stories for one (MHC): I start hundred dollars. After that story was accepted, her out with my main short stories were regularly accepted by various characters, in this publications. case, Olivia and In 1955, six years after she married her Monica. Some of

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 58 the others spring to life by themselves. For example, S. MAG.: At one point, during an interview, you I didn’t know when we meet Dr. Monica holding her mentioned that you would like to write a book under two-year-old patient that he was going to tug at the a pseudonym—your grandmother’s name—have you clip on her hair, release it to flow on her shoulder and made any progress on that or are you still working the neurosurgeon who becomes the love interest would under a one book per year contract? say, ‘Leave it like that, I like it.’ It’s not a case of juggling characters. Each book has a different landscape. It’s MHC: No, the novel by Bridget Kennedy (my as though when you’re visiting one group of friends, grandmother) is still waiting to be written. you’re not usually thinking about a totally different group. S. MAG.: I see that you were in Washington, DC the day President Reagan was shot and were also allowed S. MAG.: The idea behind “Just Take My Heart” of to ask a question at the press conference. What did transplant patients developing traits and having you ask? memories from their donors is certainly a disturbing concept. What inspired this story? MHC: The doctor reported the President was doing fine and laughing and joking. I asked if the President MHC: I read about a man who had a heart transplant, was aware three others had been grievously wounded. went to thank the widow of the donor—a thirty-two The fact is the President wasn’t joking with anyone. He year old depressive—became emotionally involved was at death’s door. with her, married her and two years later shot himself in exactly the same way. There is a theory that the heart S. MAG.: Out of all the awards and honors you has molecular memory and the depressive nature of have achieved, which one surprised you the most to the deceased donor was passed on to the recipient. receive?

S. MAG.: For a new reader who has not picked up MHC: They all surprise and delight me. one of your books, which one would you recommend someone start with? And why? S. MAG.: Do you have a book you wrote in the past that hasn’t seen the light of day since? MHC: I honestly think you could start with any since they’re completely different plots. Why not begin at MHC: No. My biographical novel which did not sell the beginning? “Where are the Children?” is in its 75th when it was first published became a bestseller ten paperback edition. years ago. It’s called “Mount Vernon Love Story”.

S. MAG.: As a long-time fan of your work, in the past S. MAG.: Being a minority owner of the New Jersey I have personally drawn from the strength of your Nets, is basketball your favorite sport? characters to get through challenging points in my life. Are you surprised by the profound impact that MHC: I’ve just sold my interest. I did it as an investment you’ve had and continue to have on the lives of your and these eight years my family and I had a great time fans? sitting in the owner’s box.

MHC: I am honored and delighted to learn that Suspense Magazine thanks Mary Higgins Clark for response to my books. I write about very nice people taking time out of her tight schedule to speak with whose lives—through no fault of their own—get us. We’re sure you’ll enjoy it as much as we did. You caught in a web of danger. My characters are smart can learn more about her and her work by logging and take their own action to solve the problem. I think on to www.maryhigginsclark.com.  my readers relate to that.

SuspenseMagazine.com 59 By Adina Isaacs Once again 3:33 a.m. Every morning for the past month you’re awakened That at 3:33 a.m. by a frantic phone call from Lyle; the friendly, fun and loving Lyle. You lay there with the chaotic sounds of babbling, crying and screaming that continue on until the sun peeks through your window, waking up feelings of Blank, hate and frustration in you. Thanks to Lyle another night has been lost. How many more of them must you lose just because he can’t face what’s waiting for him when he closes his eyes? Three long breaths, three short sighs, you slowly Empty rise up and let the angry feelings subside while saying to yourself, it’s just Lyle. You have to come to grips with the fact that he is fading away right in front of your eyes. Stare A month ago Lyle left to finally take that break he always wanted. However, three short weeks later he returned seemingly mentally broken. His physical appearance was not what you knew, bloodshot eyes, pale skin and a body so shaken it looked like he was having his own earthquake. You had no idea who this person was. He would sometimes pace back and forth in your living room and reminisce on memories that weren’t yours. He would look at you, but not really at you and he would just talk for hours. “Hey Kate, you remember when we went to the Grand Canyon and all the fun we had up there looking down? It was amazing, right?” he asked. “Of course I remember, it was amazing, we should do that again sometime.” This is how it’s been lately; he would call you Kate and bring up old memories that you guess he’s had with her. Although you know you’re not Kate and these aren’t your memories, you feel compelled to just go along with him because he’s your brother. You have no other ideas; you don’t know what to do. Every day he would do and say the same thing, call at 3:33 in the morning scream, cry and babble, then come over to your house and pace back and forth. “Hey Kate, you remember when we went to the Grand Canyon and all the fun we had up there looking down? It was amazing, right?” he’d ask. And again you reply with the same response over and over again, but now you can’t do it anymore. There he is, just looking at you and you start shaking him, screaming, “Lyle! I am not Kate, I don’t even know who she is. I don’t even think you know a Kate, just please snap out of it, please!” “Kate, I love you, we will be together I promise, your parents can’t keep us apart anymore, what we share is unbreakable,” he said. “What are you talking about? What’s unbreakable? Lyle, please stop this, something is wrong with you.” Lyle would finally look at you straight in the eyes, and the stare was so blank that you actually Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Runner Up Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 60 wondered to yourself, where did Lyle go? “I made a promise to you, Kate and I’m going to keep it, just wait and see,” he said and then he turned around and left. You tried to stop him, but he was gone. Now you’re pacing back and forth not knowing what to do next. Your parents are gone, so it’s just you and Lyle. It has always been that way since you were thirteen, just the two of you, with you always solving the problems. But now nothing seems to come up. So here it is 3:33 a.m. You sit up and wait for the phone to ring. Nothing happens, no ring, no crying, no screaming and no babbling. Filled with fear you get out of bed without knowing what you’re going to do. You put on your clothes and you don’t know why. You’re in your car on the way to Lyle’s house not knowing what you’re going to find. There you are in his house not understanding what you just walked into. The house is trashed and there’s blood on the walls, there’s blood everywhere and the smell churns your stomach so badly you can’t even stand. You slowly walk towards the kitchen because you hear the radio and there’s Lyle, sitting at the kitchen table drinking tea. “Lyle, what’s going on, what’s happened here?” you ask. He slowly turns around and his face catches the light. You then realize this isn’t Lyle anymore. He’s looking at you with that same, blank stare, and as you slowly back away, he says, “Hi, my name is Kate. Lyle is supposed to meet me and my parents here to go on our second trip to the Grand Canyon. Sorry about the mess, my parents are sleeping on the floor in the other room, they’re such a bloody mess; but you must be Lyle’s sister. It’s nice to finally meet you.” T h r e e minutes pass while the silence between you two threatens to suffocate you where Autographed Copies Available at: you stand, but you can’t walk away. You www.QueenWriter.com stare at the person that was once Lyle [email protected] and you notice the clock behind him. It reads 3:33 a.m. 

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Nashville, Tennessee or By: T.A. Wright TrutLhegend The Top Ten Unexplained Phenomena After hearing about the umpteenth possible discovery of Noah’s Ark, Suspense Magazine looked on the Internet to see if there were any photos from the latest find. While we were there, we came across the Top Ten Unexplained Phenomenon. It was interesting to read what this site listed as the top ten so we thought we’d share. Enjoy:

The Body/Mind Connection Medical science is only beginning to understand the ways in which the mind influences the body. The placebo effect, for example, demonstrates that people can, at times, cause a relief in medical symptoms 10 or suffering by believing the cures to be effective—whether they actually are or not. Using processes only poorly understood the body’s ability to heal itself is far more amazing than anything modern medicine could create.

Psychic Powers and ESP Psychic powers and extra-sensory perception (ESP) rank among the top ten unexplained phenomena if for no 9 other reason than that belief in them is so widespread. Many people believe that intuition (see #3) is a form of psychic power, a way of accessing arcane or special knowledge about the world or the future. Researchers have tested people who claim to have psychic powers, though the results under controlled scientific conditions have so far been negative or ambiguous. Some have argued that psychic powers cannot be tested, or for some reason diminish in the presence of skeptics or scientists. If this is true, science will never be able to prove or disprove the existence of psychic powers.

Near-Death Experiences and Life After Death People who were once near death have sometimes reported various mystical experiences (such as going into a tunnel and emerging in a light, being reunited with loved ones, a sense of peace, etc.) that may suggest 8 an existence beyond the grave. While such experiences are profound, no one has returned with proof or verifiable information from “beyond the grave”. Skeptics suggest that the experiences are explainable as natural and predictable hallucinations of a traumatized brain, yet there is no way to know with certainty what causes near- death experiences, or if they truly are visions of “the other side”.

UFOs There is no doubt that UFOs (Unidentified Flying Objects) exist. Many people see things in the skies that 7 they cannot identify, ranging from aircraft to meteors. Whether or not any of those objects and lights is alien

SuspenseMagazine.com 63 spacecraft is another matter entirely; given the fantastic distances and effort involved in just getting to Earth from across the universe, such a scenario seems unlikely. Still, while careful investigation has revealed known causes for most sighting reports, some UFO incidents will always remain unexplained.

Déjà vu Déjà vu is a French phrase meaning ‘already seen’, referring to the distinct, puzzling and mysterious feeling of 6 having experienced a specific set of circumstances before. A woman might walk into a building, for example, in a foreign country she’d never visited and sense that the setting is eerily and intimately familiar. Some attribute déjà vu to psychic experiences or unbidden glimpses of previous lives. As with intuition (see #3), research into human psychology can offer more naturalistic explanations, but ultimately the cause and nature of the phenomenon itself remains a mystery.

Ghosts From the Shakespeare play MacBeth to the NBC show Medium, spirits of the dead have long made an 5 appearance in our culture and folklore. Many people have reported seeing apparitions of both shadowy strangers and departed loved ones. Though definitive proof for the existence of ghosts remains elusive, sincere eyewitnesses continue to report seeing, photographing and even communicating with ghosts. Ghost investigators hope to one day prove that the dead can contact the living, providing a final answer to the mystery.

Mysterious Disappearances People disappear for various reasons. Most are runaways, some succumb to accident, a few are abducted or killed, but most are eventually found. Not so with the truly mysterious disappearances. From the crew of the 4 Marie Celeste to Jimmy Hoffa, Amelia Earhart and Natalee Holloway, some people seem to have vanished without a trace. When missing persons are found, it is always through police work, confession or accident never by 'psychic detectives’. But when the evidence is lacking and leads are lost, even police and forensic science can’t always solve the crime.

Intuition Whether we call it gut feelings, a ‘sixth sense’ or something else, we have all experienced intuition at one 3 time or another. Of course, gut feelings are often wrong: how many times during aircraft turbulence have you been sure your plane was going down? But they do seem to be right much of the time. Psychologists note that people subconsciously pick up information about the world around us, leading us to seemingly sense or know information without knowing exactly how or why we know it. But cases of intuition are difficult to prove or study and psychology may only be part of the answer.

Bigfoot (One of Suspense Magazine's Truth or Legend Topics: Jan. 2010 Vol. 007) For decades, large, hairy, manlike beasts called “Bigfoot” have occasionally been reported by eyewitnesses across America. Despite the thousands of Bigfoot that must exist for a breeding population, not a single body 2 has been found. Not one has been killed by a hunter, struck dead by a speeding car or even died of natural causes. In the absence of hard evidence like teeth or bones, support comes down to eyewitness sightings and ambiguous photos and films. Since it is logically impossible to prove a universal negative, science will never be able to prove that creatures like Bigfoot and the Lock Ness Monster do not exist and it is possible that these mysterious beasts lurk far from prying eyes.

The Taos Hum Some residents and visitors in the small city of Taos, New Mexico, have for years been annoyed and puzzled 1 by a mysterious and faint low-frequency hum in the desert air. Oddly, only about two percent of Taos residents report hearing the sound. Some believe it is caused by unusual acoustics; others suspect mass hysteria or some secret, sinister purpose. Whether described as a whir, hum or buzz and whether psychological, natural or supernatural no one has yet been able to locate the sound’s origin. Information found at: http://www.livescience.com/strangenews/top10_unexplained_phenomena-1.html

Suspense Magazine would love to hear from you. Is there an opinion about something on this list you’d like to share with us? Maybe you have a phenomenon that didn’t make their list. Drop us a line at editor@suspsensemagazine. com. 

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 64 On Location

his year Suspense Magazine made Tits second visit to WonderCon in San Francisco, California. For us, it was an opportunity to showcase how far we’ve come in one year and the growth and development we’ve attained. It also allowed us to spread the word about what we’re doing and gain exposure to the thousands of visitors (upwards of 50,000!!). The attendees come for a variety of reasons, ranging from promoting their art and literature or simply to see all that is sci-fi and fantasy. The exhibitors include Hollywood actors, fabulous artists and everything from fiction authors to video game manufacturers. WonderCon is a scaled down version of Comic Con, the largest comic book convention in the world, which takes place every summer in San Diego. While comic books and graphic novels are the main focus of the show, it really is so much more. WonderCon brings out the inner child in people and becomes more of “variety show meets Halloween”. With such a vast variety of exhibitors at WonderCon, your options for the day are endless. There are movie trailers for top sci-fi and fantasy movies including this year’s new featured “superhero” movie, Kick Ass. Others go for unique and personalized sketches from highly talented and popular artists. The Hollywood actors draw huge crowds of autograph and picture seekers, which are happily doled out by the “celebrity” for a nominal fee. This year’s most notable and popular stars includedL ou Ferrigno—The Incredible Hulk and The Bionic Woman—Lindsay Wagner. WonderCon can be a little overwhelming and is not for anyone who may be even slightly claustrophobic. Some of the most fun can be had simply people-watching. The diversity in costumes ranges from Star Wars to Avatar to superhero costumes—with Batman being the most popular. The show organizers offer prizes at a costume masquerade ball hosted after the Saturday show. Some of the most ornate and well-done costumes featured the alien from the movie Alien, Jack Sparrow (or could have been one of Davy Jones’ men) and all the varied Stormtrooper outfits. The most interesting off-the-wall ideas included Bob’s Big Boy, guys dressed as TV’s, and a man dressed as the Joker in the nurse’s outfit (for those that saw Dark Knight.) All in all, it was well worth the trip for us at Suspense Magazine. WonderCon is fabulous for exhibitors, but even more fun for the fans. Depending on where you live, there are numerous Comic- con shows all over the country throughout the year. If you are a fan of superheroes, comics or just a lover of people watching, then attending one of these shows is a must. We will be branching out to shows in Chicago next year and New York later this year. If you are in the area, please come by and introduce yourself. Suspense Magazine won’t disappoint its fans, and rest assured…we will be waiting for you! 

2010 By Matthew McElreath SuspenseMagazine.com 65 Bob Kane & Bill Finger

As we attended our second year at WonderCon it made me think about comic books. I know a lot of people think comics are for children and therefore do not read them. Comics are unique in their own way and are very suspenseful and thrilling, just in short bursts. When we look back at the most famous comic book characters in movies, we can’t say that Spiderman, Superman, Batman and Ironman are not suspenseful/thrilling movies. So, this months Hall of Fame authors are coming straight out of the comics. Back in 1939, a young artist named Robert Kahn, better known as Bob Kane, drew one of the most famous comic books of all time, Detective Comics #27, while Bill Finger, another young writer, wrote the comic and thought of the name “Bruce Wayne”. This was the first appearance of Batman/Bruce Wayne. He then created his sidekick Robin/Dick Grayson in Detective Comics #38, in 1940. In that same year Batman #1 launched with the first appearance of the Joker and Catwoman. Portrait of Bill Finger Kane was born October 15th, 1915 and died on November 3rd, 1998 By Jerry Robinson at the age of eighty-three. His autobiography called “Batman and Me” was published in 1990. This book explains the origin of Batman, along with the struggles of comics in the post depression era. Batman comics have sold in the millions and the movie The Dark Knight is number three all-time at the box office, along with a hit TV show in the 60’s, where Batman was played by Adam West. Bob Kane and Bill Finger created a character that is not only an American literary icon, but a character that will be enjoyed for many more years. Batman comics are still the most popular comic in the DC line today and it has over six monthly storylines currently running. I think you are missing out by not reading comic books. The storylines written today are just not for children. I think that the portrayal of “The Joker” by Heath Ledger in The Dark Knight proved that comics still make some of the best movies and the best characters today. It is our honor to induct Bob Kane and Bill Finger as the fourth and fifth members into the Suspense Bob Kane (right) with Michael Keaton as Magazine Hall of Fame.  Batman on the set of Tim Burton's Batman

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By Nomar Knight The most profound moments of your life stay with buttocks; madness. Blood you forever. trickles down my lower lip as I bite down. I ignore the pain, loathing those As I stand in the kitchen, the stench of burnt meat greasy, dirty men. triggers a gnawing urgency to complete my task. I glare at the disgusting display before me. Dirty Tick. Tick. dishes overflow the silver sink. Roaches parade in and out of open containers of leftover Chinese I gag when I recall the disgusting spit spewed from takeout. The constant tick of a black wall clock their mouths onto her tongue. goads me to move to the bedroom. Tick. Tick. My quest for absolution lingers in the air as time I try to convince her to quit that life. She rolls her itself keeps me prisoner. Without question, any eyes, adjusts her golden tresses, laughs and says, man in my predicament would react the same way. “Who is going to pay the rent? You?” When pushed to the brink, one finds the darkness compelling, indeed soothing. The whispers, at first Tick. Tick. subtle, are like a reassuring breeze on a humid Rage consumes me as I recall her ungrateful summer day. So I do it. I pick up the knife. attitude. She forgets I made her who she is today. The cause of my woes, Lily, sits on the bed, her feet She owes her popularity to my track star status tucked underneath her smooth rear. Her attention is in high school. Without me, she’d still be a skinny not on me, but on her favorite late-night comedian. airhead. With each slow step, I think about her vain Tick. Tick. existence. Even now as she paints her fingernails a I despise that I’m unemployed and want to scream disturbing pink, her premeditated strokes awaken that this economy sucks, but I grind my teeth and my correct perception of her deliberateness in all wipe sweat off my brow. things. It’s as if she is an ancient goddess hell-bent on tormenting good souls like me. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. The whispers get louder, more distinguishable. It seems the closer I get to her, the more hate Images flash in my mind of Lily talking with her consumes me. clients as she lets them touch her. Her hips swaying like a bitch in heat. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. The whispers turn into chants. “Kill her! Kill her!” With every dollar placed in her g-string, I endure Tick. Tick. watching a squeeze of a breast, a caress of her WINNERWINNERWINNERWINNER Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 68 My heart beats faster and I worry she can hear it. A man of the cloth administers my last rites and I wonder if it will be enough. Tick. Tick. “Lord, forgive me!” I wail out what I hope to be I don’t realize when it happens, but bloodstains words of salvation. spatter on the wall. I have no time to clean the mess. The white linen soaks in Lily’s blood. I must I catch a glimpse of the warden as he nods to my burn the evidence. executioner. He pulls a switch and fire rocks through every fiber of my body. Burnt meat reeks off the top Tick. Tick. of my skull as smoke clogs my nostrils. For what I glance at the wall clock and I’m no longer in her seems like an eternity, electricity jolts my senses bedroom. Instead, I stand in a crowded courtroom making me wish I never laid eyes on Lily. All of a and listen to a juror announce the word that seals sudden my point of view rises as I watch my body my fate... twitch and the faces of the blood thirsty crowd; some salivate, some cry, but most don’t stare at “Guilty.” my remains. Instead, I can tell their mundane lives consume their thoughts. I resist with all of my strength, but my frail frame is no match for these executioners. They force me I suspect heaven is not within my grasp. Just when to sit in a large chair. A small group of people stare I think this is all there is to death, a familiar voice at me through a glassed partition and my stomach from my past booms out my name like the sound of churns as if their orbs possess the power to riddle thunder clapping across the night sky. my body with daggers. “Clyde Hawkins!” I recognize the voice as Mrs. I yell, “She had it coming!” Clearwater, my fifth grade teacher. She always said I would amount to nothing. A leather strap secures my legs while metal cuffs attach my arms to wooden extensions. The primary “Do you remember what I told you?” executioner leans close, nose to nose. It takes a strong effort to keep me from throwing up my last In the midst of a dark abyss her image eludes me, meal on his righteous face. His gray eyes exude yet her presence carries an unmistakable bitterness. contempt. My trance breaks and I glance at an I nod. object he wears around his neck. A pink chiffon “The most profound moments of your life stay with scarf delivers Lily’s scent. you forever.” When our eyes lock again, he grins and whispers, Before I can ask for clarification, I am whisked “Rot in hell, Clyde Hawkins.” off by unseen forces. Instead of witnessing the A sudden movement from the corner of my right Biblical depths of hell where fire and brimstone eye reveals a wet sponge as it soaks dirt water on rule, I am back in the dreaded apartment. Lily is my shaved skull. A metal apparatus is fastened to alive, painting her fingernails, watching television, my head by Lily’s new ally. I want to say that I’ve ignoring me again. I stand behind her with knife in done him no harm, but remain silent as I realize a hand, listening to the voices, listening to the clock, putrid aroma permeates my drenched prison garbs. ready to kill her. Just before I strike the blade down Crap escapes me and I finally recall believing inG od. Lily’s back, I grin because I finally realize that this part feels like I’m in heaven, “Die Bitch!”  “The priest,” I beg, “please, I need a priest.” WINNERWINNERWINNERWINNER SuspenseMagazine.com 69 Cast of Happy Town Happy Town Wednesdays, 10pm, ABC

Interview By Suspense Magazine n April 28, ABC debuted its summer drama Happy Town which brings true mystery Oand a taste of the supernatural to television. At a time when cop dramas and hospital sex scenes clog evening television, Happy Town is a fantastic surprise for viewers who want thrillers and intense suspense. Haplin, Minnesota is a small and peaceful town with a dark, mysterious past. When a horrifying crime occurs after years of quiet joy, the town is reminded of the “Magic Man” who many feared was responsible for strange and bizarre abductions of the past, crimes that had never been solved. Was this “Magic Man” back for more? Haplin is turned upside down and the gruesome, terrifying results make for fantastic television, a drama you will find your self stuck to each Wednesday night. Creators Josh Appelbaum, Andre Nemec, and Scott Rosenberg are not new to ABC dramas. Working together on October Road in 2007, Life on Mars in 2008 and Appelbaum and Nemec were together on the writing team for Alias which was a huge success from 2003-2006. Thankfully for viewers these men are loyal to their talent, casting many of the faces from their past projects in Happy Town. For those loyal October Road fans who thought its cancellation was a tragedy of massive TV proportions, you will be thrilled to see some of your favorite men back for Happy Town and this time, I believe, they will be around for the long haul.

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 70 uspense Magazine recently had the chance to talk with two of Happy STown’s most exciting young stars. Lauren German has appeared in Hostel: Part 2, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and A Walk to Remember among numerous other movie and television shows. She plays Henley Boone, a young woman moving to Haplin, a place her mother had vacationed as a child and spoken highly of throughout her life. Her sudden appearance in town draws questions and concern. Suspense Magazine had a great time chatting it up with Lauren German. She is funny and absolutely captivating, we hope you enjoy her remarks as much as we did.

Suspense Magazine (S. MAG.): Happy Town is a dark drama, filled with mystery. Where you Lauren German surprised by some of the twists and turns of the story?

Lauren German (LG): I was constantly surprised with the scripts for each episode. The creators and writers were so good at developing unpredictable scenario's and twists that I never saw coming. I would read a new episode and learn so much about my character...... "wow, she's doing that, okay, I had no clue she was capable of being that bold or spontaneous, great!" I couldn't wait to see what we would all do next. On the page, the scripts were so suspenseful and I would so badly want to be able to read all of them at once but we had to wait week by week.

S. MAG.: Henley, your character in Happy Town seems to have a secret. Did you enjoy playing such a mysterious girl?

LG: I had such a good time playing Henley. She's different, and I liked that she was new to the town and didn't know anyone and seems to be driven by some curiosity, a passion to attain some sort of answer or knowledge. Henley is new to town and on the surface she seems be the girl who wanted a new atmosphere, a change of pace and she's charmed by this little town. However, underneath that you learn that there is more to her than candles and smiles. She's there for a reason, and that reason is what the show pivots on. Everyone in Haplin is a part of this quest, but its each individuals reasons for that quest, is what I liked. Henley seems to have a very personal tie to the heart of what's really going on, and to see how that would unfold throughout the scripts was great fun.

S. MAG.: What was your favorite moment filming Happy Town?

LG: One of my favorite scenes was with Sam Niell where he explains the Archain history of the film 'The Blue Door'. We quote 'Casablanca' and had a great back and forth dynamic that was exhilarating to shoot. We shot it in his character's store, and I loved that set, moreover, working with Sam was a gift, a joy and at times hysterical. Sam truly is a brilliant actor; it was just a matter of attempting to keep up. I would watch him during the scene, and he would blow my mind with certain looks or choices, he keeps things fresh and honest. And as a side note, Sam is one of the funniest bloody blokes I’ve ever known.

SuspenseMagazine.com 71 S. MAG.: Did playing Henley give you nightmares? What scares you?

LG: Playing Henley did not give me nightmares. Rarely does work effect my dreams; every once in a pink moon I’ll have a dream about a character or an idea will come to me in sleep, but my loft in Toronto was a peaceful space and I had a pretty great bed there, so I was golden in the dream department. The only thing that gave me "nightmares" 'cause I’m a wimp, was the thought of going back out into the freezing cold the next day to shoot...... but this goes into the category of "uptown problems". What scares me is aggressive and or negative energy....no likey, run forest run. Umm, a real crazy person that can be a bit scary, I was in a coffee shop a couple years ago and a guy was in there, he started screaming at the barista about this that and the other, dropping F bombs, none of it made any sense. Then he started kicking and punching the walls, then he threw his cup of water at the wall, all the while his pants were starting to slip off and he continued to scream; that was scary. Oh, and horror films, no likey. I did one, and it was actually fun to shoot, but I am not amused watching people run around horrified that their life is going to end.

S. MAG.: Do you read many suspenseful novels? If so, what is your favorite?

LG: I'm not much of a suspense reader. My stepdad, is always recommending these spy/espionage thriller books that he loves, I’ll have to give it a shot sometime. I know that a lot of great movies of course came from books, and I recently saw Shutter Island, which I loved, I would like to read that. I’ve always wanted to read “Silence of the Lambs” the book must be amazing. I haven't stopped quoting it since I saw it, if I’m annoyed, I will just yell out into the abyss "it puts the lotion in the basket or else it gets the hose again!!!" and of course that song" Goodbye Horses by Q Lazarus is such an iconic jam.

S. MAG.: Where will fans see you next?

LG: Fans can see me next at the corner of Hollywood and Vine. I totally kid, I kid. Well, I am leaving in a couple days to begin shooting a new thriller film. Again, really light hearted stuff I seem to do. People ask me why I seem to do such heavy material. Your guess is as good as mine, I’d like to laugh a little, and possibly not kill someone in a flick. We'll see, I’d really love to do a comedy next, that's my passion, and for someone who likes to laugh as much as I do, it's a tiny tragedy to keep crying' the day away on screen...... again, "uptown problems"

Suspense Magazine would like to thank Lauren German for taking time out to speak with us and from our own experience with her, Hollywood should definitely deliver that comedy, this girl is hilarious!

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teve Arbuckle also appears in Happy Town. His Scharacter Baby Boy Stiviletto is one of the most colorful characters in Haplin, as well as one of the most mysterious. As the youngest of four hated outsiders, Baby Boy Stiviletto is a lovable boy caught in the reputation of his brothers. Viewers must decipher whether the youngest of the detestable brothers is really a good boy or just incredibly good Steve Arbuckle

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 72 at pretending. We, at Suspense Magazine, are thrilled to have spoken with Steve Arbuckle about his new role.

S. MAG.: When you signed up to do the show, how much did the producers tell you about your character in Happy Town? Did you know when and if your character would be killed off?

Steve Arbuckle (SA): After the first read through we had a good conversation about Baby Boy. I was able to work some kind of back story for him with the information I had. And about being killed off or not, it was always a funny conversation between me and my brothers on the show to see who would make it to a next episode.

S. MAG.: What was your biggest challenge with your role in Happy Town?

SA: One of the biggest challenges with this character, as with others, is you have a short amount of time to figure out who they are in order to give them substance. And once you get that train started you just go with it.

S. MAG.: Do you read a lot of suspense / thriller novels, if so who is your favorite author?

SA: I like to read thriller and horror. I like Clive Barker, Kelley Armstrong and I really enjoyed “The Swan Song” by Robert McCammon. I’m a big horror fan.

S. MAG.: Did you have any bloopers while filming that we won’t see in the show Happy Town?

SA: There was a goat that I had to pull around and babysit for a bit of the show. There was always something going wrong with him, not walking when he should or stopping when he should. And always missing his mark. [Joking]

S. MAG.: Do you enjoy more TV roles or big screen movie roles?

SA: I really enjoy them both. With movies you have a complete script and you know where your character will end up. With TV, you never know where it will take your character, just like in real life, you have to wait for the next script and live it day by day.

S. MAG.: How much creative freedom did you have with your character in Happy Town?

SA: I had a lot of creative freedom with the character, which is something you always hope for in a job. After reading through early drafts of the Happy Town scripts, I started working the character using different mannerisms I'd pickup from people, for example, a scared girl on the subway and a kid I went to school with when I was young who would hide in corners and try and grab people. I also used some eccentricities from a "Stuart Little" play I did when I was young to round out the character. From there we worked with the producers, scripts, and the director in how they felt he should be portrayed as well.

S. MAG.: What does the future hold for you?

SA: Right now I am shooting a series called "Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil" in Winnipeg. And hopefully getting back to Haplin to shake it up Stiviletto style soon. 

SuspenseMagazine.com 73 …or a movie for that matter…

By Terri Ann Armstrong As some of you might know, a while back I wrote an article titled Jumping Genres (September 2009) for this very magazine. In it, I discussed how I started writing poetry, went to self-help and then to short stories and murder mysteries. I never dreamed I would wander so far away from my poetry roots; truth is stranger than fiction, but I digress. Recently, a friend—my agent—opened my eyes to a brand new, exciting world of books. That sounds really weird, I know, but she really has. I never liked fantasy books, the stories held no interest for me. Lo and behold, the magazine was asked to review a novel; a fantasy novel. Yours truly was chosen to read it…oh joy was my first thought. My second, go into this with an open mind, you may actually enjoy it. Now, I know change is not always good, I’m the first to tell you it’s not my closest friend, but growth is a good thing and extending your knowledge in anything is a grand eye-opening for your mind and psyche. I love the idea that something is so well done it changes the way I think. And anyone who knows me can tell you, “stubborn” is my middle name; rarely can anything change my way of thinking. Movies are the same way for me. When I see trailers and sometimes—I’m ashamed to say—even when I hear the titles, I already make up my mind whether or not I’m going to like it. Again, my friend and agent has opened my eyes with so many movies, but most recently Angels & Demons with Tom Hanks. To be honest, the idea of watching a movie about the possible destruction of Vatican City did not appeal to me. Was I ever wrong! First of all, it stars Tom Hanks and he’s one of my favorite actors, second and even more importantly, it was riveting and suspenseful, two of my favorite attributes when watching a movie. Okay, by now I’m sure you’re wondering what book I was assigned to review and if I enjoyed it. It’s written by Vicki Pettersson and is called “Cheat the Grave,” THE FIFTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC. Apparently, this is the fifth in a series and she’s quite popular, although until I was asked to read her, had never heard of her. In answer to if I enjoyed it, in my opinion, a good story needs the ability to hold a reader captive and make them want to turn the page because wanting to know what happens next, is the driving force and has the PACE Andrew Gross spoke about in May’s issue. In Vicki Pettersson’s book, she had all that and more. You can read my review in this month’s magazine (Inside the Pages: Suspense Magazine Book Reviews). Remember, the next time you turn your nose up at a book or movie that you feel sure you’ll hate, give some thought to trying it anyway, you might find yourself as pleasantly surprised as I did. 

Suspense Magazine June 2010 / Vol. 012 74 just for fun

Top 25 Thrilling Summer Reads

1. Clive Cussler (Isaac Bell), “The Spy” 14. Elizabeth Lowell, “Death Echo” 2. Daniel Silva, “The Rembrandt Affair” 15. Victoria Thompson, “Murder on Waverly 3. Janet Evanovich, “Sizzling Sixteen” Place” 4. Tilly Bagshawe, Sidney Sheldon’s “After 16. Sara Paretsky, “Bitter Medicine” the Darkness” 17. Sofie Hannah, “The Dead Lie Down” 5. Laurell K. Hamilton, “Bullet” 18. Dorothy Howell, “Shoulder Bags and 6. Jeffrey Deaver, “The Burning Wire” Shootings” 7. Carl Hiaasen, “Star Island” 19. Nelson DeMille, “The Lion” 8. Dean Koontz, “Frankenstein: Lost Souls” 20. Karen Slaughter, “Broken” 9. Gary Ruffin, “Hot Shot” 21. Kathy Reichs, “206 Bones” 10. James Hayman, “The Chill of Night” 22. Tana French, “Faithful Place” 11. Linda Castillo, “Pray for Silence” 23. Catherine Coulter, “Whiplash” 12. Blake Crouch, “Snowbound” 24. Julie Kramer, “Silencing Sam” 13. Steve Martini, “The Rule of Nine” 25. Martin Walker, “The Dark Vineyard”

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