June News and Notes from the Wonderful World of Angela White

Happy summer vacation, world! (Sorry, if you don’t get one.)

I hope the first half of your 2016 has gone well. If not, there’s always hope for the rest of it, right? As for me, I’ve been a busy beaver. Here are the June News and Notes for your reading pleasure:

Marc and Angie

Marc and Angie is a Life After War backstory that details the childhoods of the two main characters. It is 610 pages. I hope you enjoy it! Here are the links:

From the author

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Kobo Books
Barnes & Noble
Smashwords
 Amazon:  USA  Canada  UK  Germany  Australia

New FB page signups

I have a new page on Facebook. It is an official Author page and has features that my personal profile (where we’re already connected) does not.  Because my personal profile has a friends limit (and because I’m tired of censoring my personal posts. You think I overload it now? You honestly have no idea.) and because the new page is much more reader-friendly, I am asking fans to ‘like’ the new page and then remove themselves from my personal profile. I have already made a few posts about this. Here is the link to the new page:

https://www.facebook.com/authorangelawhite/

What if you don’t do anything?

By the end of summer, I will have the entire 1800 friends sorted through. Since I have no way of telling who liked the new page, then we will no longer be connected. No, I’m not sending 1800 messages (FB wouldn’t allow it anyway-it is spam) to let you know I’ve gotten to your name. If you want to remain connected-on the new page-then you’ll have to click the buttons. If you do nothing, that’s your choice, but we will no longer be connected. I repeat, by the end of summer, I will have deleted all 1800 people from my personal FB wall.

What if you want to remain on both pages?

Send me a private message-yes, through FB-and I’ll let you know. Sometimes I just need a place where people aren’t going to judge me for the way I feel/think/believe. These stupid social profiles were supposed to be that, but they’ve morphed into ugly battles where freedom of expression has become a myth. So, honestly, I’m not sure I’m keeping anyone except close friends or family and even then, I have to be fussy because not all friends and family are actually good for a person, you know? Sucks to make these choices and I think the fairest thing to do is to remove everyone that I don’t have a true personal relationship with. We’ll see how many people really want to stay. Might not have to deal with it at all. In summary, ‘like’ the new page to keep up-to-date on my books and such. To remain on the personal wall, send me a FB message and we’ll see how it goes.

Last month’s something new

My blog schedule changed in March. Once a month, the ‘something new’ is separate. Here is a link to read these fresh pages (all very recent) from the haunting mind of… who am I today? Wait, we’ll get back to that. Over the next few weeks, I will add a tab to the top of this blog with all these links.

http://authorangelawhite.blogspot.com/2016/05/something-new-by-angela-white.html

Last month’s book lover poll

Once a month, I also ask those burning questions that drive society, like where do you get your ebooks? Grin. Here is the link to the last one. Let your voice be heard!

http://authorangelawhite.blogspot.com/2016/05/how-should-price-of-book-be-determined.html

Last month’s Informational Article

Once a month I’ve added an informational article on the world of books and reading. Last month’s topic: Why don’t Indie Authors have Editors, was full of details that most readers don’t know about the books they love.

http://authorangelawhite.blogspot.com/2016/05/why-dont-indie-writers-have-editors.html

A surprise release!

During the week of July 4, I will have a new release available here and on all the big stores! What is it? Here’s a hint. A few months ago, I asked you wonderful people to vote on which shorter title you wanted next. It was right after LAW book 8 went live and did not include a choice directly from the LAW series. (I can’t plan those. They scream at me when they’re ready, not the other way around.) I used the results from that vote to decide my release plans for the year. Marc and Angie won and it is now live. Stop back after the celebrations of our beloved country to discover which book came in second and get your copy! *If you signed up to be notified when I have a new release (top right of blog and middle of new FB page) you will get 1-2 emails during the release week. Please check your spam folder if you did, but don’t.

Voting

And lastly, can you please take few minutes to vote on the reviews for this book? It is doing very well right now (top 1000 in the kindle store for the last 3 months) and a group of asshole writers who can’t take the competition are voting up the bad remarks. As you know, seeing a bunch of bad reviews on a book's sale page will make a reader run the other way. Amazon refuses to stop them, even though they get daily complaints from honest authors. Can you please help me?

Life After War: Books 1-3

https://www.amazon.com/Life-After-War-Books-1-3-ebook/dp/B004GUSHB4

Thank you!!!

 

 

I hope you ladies and gentlemen have a nice summer. I’ve got my greenhouse garden going this year (coons and foxes destroyed my small patio garden last year) and hope it does better. No bees around isn’t helping.

Tip of the month: bees are dying. 90% of all colonies are now gone, mostly just since 2010. Don’t kill bees or we won’t have anything to eat except Soylent Green.

Waving at you (it’s not my finger. Stop it)

Angie

Free ebook!

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LAW Day #14 - Profile -John

*This is an old picture of John and Anne, taken after a medical conference.

John Harmon

69

5'9"

Smells like Ben-gay

12/30/44

200lbs

Blue Eyes

Salt and Pepper hair.

BW: Army Medic

AW: Safe Haven's 1st Doctor.

Quote: Trust me, my Anna. I do this for you."

Strengths:

- Hate is foreign for him. He loves people and encourages it in others.

- Has the wisdom of age to rely on.

Weaknesses:

- Has terminal Cancer.

FBI Notes:

Weaker DNA Marker identified. Last male of the line, no offspring, and stomach cancer confirmed. Termination orders are not expected. Location: Rawlins, Wyoming.

Back-story

John and Anne Harmon grew up in the same tiny town. They joined the service and became engaged during the Vietnam War. Upon returning home to a town stricken with measles, they opened a local office and have lived there ever since.  They've been married for 47 years. The last of their family’s bloodlines, they'd been happy together. When the War came, their lack of offspring was their only regret.

 

After the collapse, John pushes Anne into leaving their home to look for safety. Their lives have been spent in one place, and it's terrifying to the quiet nurse. John insists - he has to get her to someplace safe before he dies. John suspects he has Terminal Stomach Cancer and has given himself less than 6 months to live... 180 days to make sure that his sweet wife is provided for when he's gone.

 

"This is Safe Haven Refugee Camp. Can anyone hear me?

Hello? Is anyone out there?"

The Survivors

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LAW Day #12- Seth

Seth Daniels

 

 5'11

175lb

27 Yrs

7/1/85

Freckles

Green eyes

Reddish blonde hair

Irish/Caucasian

Bw: Career, Undercover Cop

AW: Level 3 Eagle in Adrian’s Army

B. State: Colorado

Quote: "There is no one watching your Six and I want the job."

 

Strengths:

- He reads people (women) well.

- His sense of humor often lightens tense situations.

- Was a great father. He'll never stop hoping his young daughter survived.

 

Weaknesses:

- He has a short fuse that luckily never resulted in any charges.

- Feels a strong need to prove himself to those around him. Always has.

- Fears ever loving again after losing a child in the war.

FBI Notes:

Marker identified. Suspected of minor mental abilities. Not considered a threat, though the subject is on the elimination consideration sheet.

Back-story.

Seth grew up with police parents, military grandparents. There was some type of service for nearly every member of his family… and every one of them has been killed on the job.

When the War came, Seth had made it up to undercover agent, newly placed with the FBI. His secret ambition was to guard the President. Out on a training call, the devastation was completed in his absence. He arrived home to find his home burnt to the ground. With no signs of remains, Seth spent the first few months of the War searching for his wife and 4 year old little girl.
The wife, he missed. The child, he longs for continuously, and relentlessly searches the incoming refugees and towns they pass. Now that he's in Adrian’s sharp employment, Seth has found a light, a hope, in his darkness. In time he'll play a much bigger role.

 

"This is Safe Haven Refugee Camp. Can anyone hear me?

Hello? Is anyone out there?"

 

The Survivors

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LAW Day #10-Rick

Richard T. Boone

Age: 35

6/1/77

Height: 6'1

Weight: 190lb

Shifty green eyes

Caucasian

Brown hair

Always has dirty fingernails

Before War: Janitor and inmate at a correctional facility

After War: Traitor to his country and mass murderer.

Birth State: New Mexico

Quote: "I gave him this camp for our freedom."

Strengths

- He's Loyal. He'll never betray Cesar

- He likes the New World. Never looks back at the past.

- Great at blending and pretending, like any other successful predator.

Weaknesses

- He likes raping teenagers and abusing women. It makes him feel like a man.

FBI Notes

Crimes: Attempted sexual assault, assault and battery of a minor.

Back-story

Raise as a ward of the state, Rick never knew his parents; 18 years in an orphanage turned him into a solitary creature with cruel tendencies. Was he abused there? I think that’s a safe assumption.

At 16, he was fired from a local store for theft and at 19 committed his first felony. The car he stole was never found. Neither was the bank’s money and he was never arrested. At 23 he was picked up for flashing young girls from his car but again, the system failed, Just a year later, he tried to rape a teenager in the washroom on a theater he worked at. She was hurt in the process and he finally went to jail. When the war came, he was serving 8 years and working as a janitor due to good behavior. Rick opened the cell doors of the prison, allowing the other dangerous inmates freedom. When Cesar arrived to save his family, Rick saved his life and was rewarded with slavery instead of death. Rick is the only white male Cesar and his slaves have left alive

So, what’s up with Rick? He’s bad. From his shifty green eyes, down to his dirty fingernails. He loathes authority enough to side with Cesar against his own countrymen. He loves the thrill of still being alive even though no one else has survived the Slavers custody. When he’s sent in the first time to betray a town, he feels guilt, but as time goes on and he commits the same crimes over and over, he becomes immune to that little voice of right and wrong.

Sam was a surprise. Rick likes his females young and struggling…until Samantha. For the first time, he had a willing woman! And he wants her back. He’s been watching Neil and Jeremy get closer to her, his rage growing as the Eagles keep him from doing anything about it. So, he’s come up with his own plan. He knows the trooper wants Little Becky, too. If he gets her first, willingly, then he’s beaten Neil to it. Other than helping Cesar conquer Safe Haven, it’s his only goal. Pay Neil back for stealing his woman.

Now that Rick has been discovered as the traitor, he’s lurking on the fringes, still using the Eagles uniform he got Matt to steal for him in exchange for a bottle. Rick sensing weaknesses and uses them, no matter the age or outcome…like with Maria. She may have never turned on Safe Haven if not for Rick. Instead, he got her killed.

Next Week: Luke and Kendle

"This is Safe Haven Refugee Camp. Can anyone hear me?

Hello? Is anyone out there?"

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LAW Day #9- Little Becky + Deleted Scene from Book One

Rebecca Ann Kelly

Age: 15

Height: 5’4’

Weight: 115 LBS

Green eyes

Cute, flirty

Redheaded

Dimples

Set on being Neil’s woman

Likes danger, thrills

Shoots well for only 15

Becky is just starting to explore her new femininity and the hormones encourage her reckless streak. She’s not a bad kid, but her lack of direction makes her slightly dangerous to herself.

That’s where Rick came in. See, he can sense it, that few months before she’s a woman, and he knows Neil can too. Rick likes her, who wouldn’t? But he wants her only because the state trooper does.

So what does the future hold for Miss Kelly?

Danger and more angst until she grows up a little more, though that road may be rough.  After that? Well, this deleted scene from book one will give you a clue.

“Everyone shooting must sign in. Only people that have passed the gun class can enter. Shooters will stay in front of the gate, everyone else behind. Sign in folks and let’s get started.” 

Jeremy was the MC tonight, Neil’s second Eagle, and as Adrian stepped by, he again caught a whiff of perfume he now recognized as Cynthia’s but said nothing. He wasn’t worried the Eagle would slip with anything he shouldn’t. Before the war, Jeremy had been a devout Catholic, quiet and observant. He knew the meaning of secrecy and he’d found his place here, something the church had been unable to provide. The guard would be careful with it.

There was standing room only in the bleachers, a large crowd lining the gate as the shooters signed in, and checked their weapons. Adrian was glad to see no real fear, no desperation in the faces of his people. The watching crowd talked loudly, betting on their favorites as they sat in chairs in the sand or on thick blankets, and the men shooting waited behind the gate, eager to start.

“Okay. We have 29 shooters tonight,” Jeremy announced and Adrian stepped over to the clipboard on the bales of hay.

“Make that 30.”

The crowd cheered loudly and the other shooters groaned.

“First, Kenn Harrison.”

The sun was gone now, the night dark and gritty, but the moon’s outline, while not clear, gave some light and made people feel better just to be able to look up and finally find it in the sky. It was something they hadn’t seen much of for almost a hundred days.

The area was still dim, but huge spotlights on top of the trucks lit up the ball field and roller-bound targets. The ones set at 25 and 50 feet were hardly a challenge to the men watching his XO get set, but the ones at 100 and 125 were, and all the contestants knew they would likely be gone before round seven. He and Kenn had dueled it out last time, easily leaving everyone else behind. When they were shooting, no one else stood a chance.

“As many direct hits as you can, any target. On your mark.”

The Marine grinned, holding the gun steady against the gusty wind, accounting for it, and then he was firing smoothly.

The crowd cheered when the call came and the guards on the perimeter stayed alert, knowing the noise would carry.

“Eight bulls eyes! Next, Adrian Mitchell.”

The blond checked his weapon, and then put it back into his holster, letting his hand hang loosely like an old west gunslinger. The newer people, who hadn’t yet seen him shoot, watched nervously, sure he would miss and prove he was as fallible as the rest of those who had tried to lead.

Adrian’s hand was a blur as he drew and fired, fired, fired. He twirled the black 9mm a single time and slid it neatly into the holster on his hip.

“Eight bulls-eyes!”

The crowd roared and Jeremy had to shout to be heard as Adrian grinned, stepped over to Kenn.

“Next, Kyle Reece.”

No one missed a shot until the end of the round. Mary and Heather, two females he’d sent to the class for match-making purposes, didn’t get any bulls-eyes, but Adrian was pleased that they had hit anything at all. For the women here, that was definite progress.

The third woman, Lexa, was a gun shop owner from Los Angeles. Short, with a big chest and a long, brown ponytail, she hit half the targets, making Adrian wish he could add her to his list for the next Level One’s. Her draw was beautiful, almost a perfect copy of his, and with a little instruction, it would become as natural to her as breathing. He wondered if he would ever get his Eagles to accept women on the teams. Adrian needed one of these shell shocked females to be a warrior in disguise that could hold her own among his army and make the rest of the camp accept it too. For now though, it looked like Lexa was eliminated.

“Last shooter. Rebecca Ann Kelly.” 

The cute teenager moved toward the line and Adrian frowned as the crowd cheered and catcalled. Had she passed the gun class somehow without him knowing it? There was always a wait because he hand-filled over half the seats.

Adrian watched her, almost certain she hadn’t, and instead of immediately calling her on it, the blond let her have one try, thinking again of how much he needed one of these timid homemakers to really be Xena, the warrior Princess. Becky was innocent, sexy, playful, and many of his men were watching the slender girl, waiting for her sixteenth birthday in October, when it would be legal to ask her out. That included Kenn, but Adrian thought she had a thing for one of his other top guards. Either way, the girl would be something here. What, was up to her.

Rebecca’s reddish blond hair was wild with frizzy curls and she brushed it back impatiently as she took her place, knowing she would only have this one chance to get noticed, to show these men she was useful too. She’d almost swallowed her tongue when Adrian signed in; sure he’d see her name and single her out…

“Anytime you’re ready, shooter,” Jeremy encouraged, eager to get the next round started, and the nervous girl nodded. She was ready now and she wanted them to know, needed Adrian to know.

Feeling the magic, the confidence of holding a gun she knew she could use, Becky pulled the trigger gently, lovingly. The light recoil was well controlled and she was smiling as she aimed and pulled, lined it up and pulled again. The bullets dug into the targets and she turned her eyes to the frowning blond man moving her way while the crowd waited for the call.

“Eight Hits, 5 bulls-eyes!”

They were as loud for her as they had been for Adrian and she was grinning in satisfaction as the blond stopped next to her, eyes impressed and displeased at the same time.

“That’s some impressive shooting, Miss Kelly.”

She grinned, face lighting up at his words, and then she dropped her head, remorseful. She hadn’t broken his rules lightly. Now she would pay the price.

“I’m sorry.” She moved toward Jeremy without waiting to be told, “I have to withdraw.”

The Level Two Eagle frowned as the crowd muttered and those who knew she hadn’t taken the class waited to see if Adrian would let her ruin her own chances here by owning up to it.

“Why?”

If she admitted she cheated, it would be a label she’d carry forever. “Because I…”

“She forgot she has a shift with the Vet. Right now, we’ll move onto the next round since we’re losing a shooter,” Adrian’s calm words weren’t doubted and his men were pleased. If Becky had ruined herself tonight, they couldn’t show any interest in her, not without losing their place by Adrian, and that was now something most of these men would never jeopardize.

“Rebecca is eliminated. Kenn will start round two.”

Becky smiled gratefully at Adrian as she left, very thankful he’d chosen to stop her admission. His men weren’t the only ones who were aware of all she’d risked to be noticed.

“Three shots this time and only those beyond 25 feet count. Bottom two will be eliminated.” Jeremy looked at Kenn, “You ready?”

The Marine opened fire in answer.

Becky isn’t sure of her place in Safe Haven. Before the War of 2012, she was a cheerleader, popular and flirty, much sought-after. Now, she’s just another survivor and she isn’t old enough yet to know how miraculous that is by itself. I hope she just needs time to grow up but I’m worried for her…Rick is dangerous.

Next Week: Rick

"This is Safe Haven Refugee Camp. Can anyone hear me?

Hello? Is anyone out there?"

The Survivors

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