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Sun
Apr 16 2017 2:30pm

Why I Write Women

It never fails.

I’m wrapping up a talk at a book-signing event.

A hand waves in the back row.

A woman stands.

“You’re a man,” she declares.

I smile. I’ve been here before.

“Uh ... yeah ... last time I looked.”

“But you write women.”

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Tue
Nov 22 2016 11:00am
Excerpt

Storm Rising: New Excerpt

Douglas Schofield

Storm Rising by Douglas SchofieldStorm Rising by Douglas Schofield follows a widowed mother's attempt to clear her late husband's name and save herself and her son from much more than a deadly storm (Available November 29, 2016).

It’s been a rough five years for Lucy Hendricks.

She hasn’t had an easy time of it since her husband, Jack—a devoted and upstanding Bayonne, New Jersey, cop—was murdered while on an investigation. There were suspicions that he’d been involved with the local Mafia, and the media wouldn’t let it go, making life unbearable, so Lucy moved to Florida to raise her son, Kevin, who was born without ever knowing his father.

The distance was healing, but now Lucy is back in New Jersey to pick up the pieces in the same house she and Jack once shared, trying to move on. But the past won’t loosen its grip on the young widow, and it seems to have taken hold of Kevin as well. At first his behavior becomes increasingly erratic; then he begins making statements wise beyond his years, offering specific details about Jack’s murder he couldn’t possibly know. Lucy decides to delve into the mystery surrounding her husband’s death, for her own sanity and for Kevin’s. She can’t trust the cops, it seems, and now the local Don has reached out to her, offering help in clearing Jack’s name. As Hurricane Sandy bears down on Bayonne, Lucy must trust her instincts to save herself and her son from much more than a deadly storm.

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It started on Christmas morning.

At least that was when Kevin threw his first tantrum.

Later, looking back, Lucy realized that she hadn’t been paying close enough attention.

There had been the nightmares. Too many to count. Thank God they had recently stopped.

And, there had been the boy’s silences. She would find him staring into space, his face frozen in concentration. Or was it deep longing? She couldn’t tell. But the very adultness—was that even the word for it?—of her little boy’s expression had at times unnerved her.

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Sat
Nov 28 2015 1:00pm
Excerpt

Time of Departure: New Excerpt

Douglas Schofield

Time of Departure by Douglas Schofield is an tortuous crime thriller with a strong female lead that mixes mystery, romance, and a bit of Sci-Fi (Available December 1, 2015).

Florida state prosecutor Claire Talbot is as tough as they come, and not everyone loves her for it. Newly promoted Felony Division Chief, Claire has about as many jealous detractors as she does supporters. Some colleagues are openly skeptical about her youth, her abilities, and even her gender. When a highway project construction crew unearths two skeletons in a common grave, Claire reopens an investigation into a string of abductions that took place before she was born. While researching the file, she meets retired cop Marc Hastings, who once worked on the case. He maneuvers his way into the investigation-and into Claire's life. Marc has an uncanny familiarity with Claire's habits, and she begins to realize that not all is as it seems. The detective urges Claire on, mysteriously convinced that only she can solve the case. Together, they unearth more graves. But then, disaster strikes ... and Claire finally discovers what Hastings knew all along. It's a secret almost too shocking for a sane mind to grasp. The key to the killings may lie deep in Claire's own past. But what if Claire's past lies in her future?

CLAIRE

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My new corner office wasn’t much different from my last one—battleship gray walls, faux-wood furniture, patternless nylon carpet—but at least it was brighter. It had been empty for almost a month, yet I was still picking up whiffs of the previous owner’s cologne. It was one of those vintage brands—Bay Rum, maybe, or Bacchus. I couldn’t tell. My talents didn’t extend to discriminating between specific brands, just between out of date and up to date. All I knew was that I’d have to figure out a way to eliminate the lingering odor. I didn’t look forward to putting in fifteen-hour days under the olfactory pall of Roy Wells’s ghost.

Wells had been a reasonably competent prosecutor, but he’d never made me feel very welcome in the Florida Eighth Circuit State Attorney’s Office. Not just because I was another female interloper in what his right-wing mentality firmly believed should have remained a male preserve, but also because I’d been breathing down his professional neck ever since Sam Grayson had hired me. Sam had fifty prosecutors across six counties to choose from, but he’d made me Felony Division Chief two days after my thirty-first birthday. One notable result of that announcement was the thin-lipped silence I now endured whenever I passed a colleague in the hallway.

[Read more of Time of Departure here...]