Showing posts with label Emory Crawford Mysteries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emory Crawford Mysteries. Show all posts

Monday, October 12, 2015

"The Devil's Hook" by Pearl R. Meaker

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The Devil's Hook
(Emory Crawford Mysteries Book 2)
by Pearl R. Meaker


The Devil's Hook is the second book in Pearl R. Meaker's Emory Crawford Mysteries series. Also available: The Devil's Music (read my blog post).


The Devil's Hook is currently on tour with Goddess Fish Promotions. The tour stops here today for a guest post by the author, an excerpt, and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
Life is getting strange in Twombly, Illinois.
Jairus Twombly's familial intuition is faltering and his new personal assistant seems to be trying to replace his wife, Amy.
On the Twombly College campus, someone is breaking into the dorm rooms of female students leaving things instead of taking things: red colored objects including a red golf ball, a red ribbon and a tiny red stuffed dog.
When a recipient of some of the red objects goes missing and is returned after being told, "You're not her," and the personal assistant turns up dead with Amy Twombly's elegant Bloodwood crochet hook in her eye, things heat up for Emory Crawford and her chemist and forensic scientist husband, Dr. Jebbin Crawford.
Emory, along with the Twombly's Nancy Drew-like daughter, Madison, once more turns to her amateur detective skills and intuition to solve the mysteries.

Excerpt
“Yeah. Well.” Captain Henry looked into the box. “Weird things. An un-inflated red balloon. Round shaped, not like a condom or something like that. A red golf ball. I mean, where on earth do you get red golf balls? And six more things. The roommate said she’d gotten more of this junk than anyone else, so far. Here.” He plopped the box on Jebbin’s desk with a thud and stuck a clipboard in front of his face. “It’s all yours as soon as you sign for it. Items are all listed on the form. We didn’t do a bunch of separate sheets, but they’re all bagged and numbered individually.”
Jebbin signed the sheet and handed back the clipboard.
“I ‘suppose you’re gonna let her look through it all?” Henry said, looking at me. He held his right hand up like a cop directing traffic to stop. “No. Nope. Don’t tell me. I really don’t want to know. Like you said. Your office. Your little scientific, antiseptic, sterile world where, yep, they’re all your decisions.”
He walked out, though I caught his mutter: “Whole crime fighting world is goin’ to hell in a handcart.”  He gave me one last look before he closed the door.
“Can I see?” I sounded as much like an eager kindergartener as I could.
“Yes, little Emory. You can look if you’re a good girl and don’t open any of the baggies yourself and don’t touch the things inside them.”
“Yipee!”
We both got up, Sophie too, to take the box to the lab.
Jebbin paused to look around, as though he was forgetting something.
“What?” I asked.
“Where’s the handcart that you’re taking the whole of investigative procedure to hell in?”
I linked my arm through his. “I left it at home.”
[Want more? Read chapters 1 and 2 in full here.]

Praise for the Book
"The promise of a newly published author continues! Pearl R. Meaker's second book is as strong as the first if not stronger. Many of the characters in this writer's world have been well established with Meaker's first novel, The Devil's Music. With The Devil's Hook we are able to just get right down to business of getting to know these people better and solve a mystery or two. This book is sprinkled with tantalizing hints about the characters and stories yet to be told, I can hardly wait!" ~ Kelly Hulse
"I thoroughly enjoyed The Devil’s Hook by Pearl Meaker. Emory Crawford is a delightfully warm character; her quirkiness and down to earth sensibility are believable and realistic. [...] Reading the book was like visiting an old friend. It was a light read, with chapters short enough to read during the few spare minutes in my day. I won’t spoil the story for you, but I thought that the crimes were committed in creative ways, and I audibly gasped at least a few times. The book is a real page turner." ~ homeschool mom
"I was excited to read Pearl Meakers' new book. I enjoyed The Devil's Music her first book very much. Emory is a complex character with some of that good old 'horse sense' that can't be learned in college. I could relate to her love of home, family, dogs and cats. [...] It was good to see many of the local characters from The Devils Music, back again. A great read. Loved it." ~ MeLane Coulter
"I really enjoyed The Devil's Hook. The story has a lot of the same characters as the first book, but we learn more about them in this tale. [...] Pearl's writing style is so easy-going and comfortable; it is like talking to her in person. [...] I am looking forward to many more Emory Crawford Mysteries." ~ Sarah Strotheide
"Emory Crawford is back again in the 2nd installment of a delightful series. (If you missed The Devil’s Music, be sure to pick up a copy.) [...] And this time Emory has a young sidekick to help solve the mystery. The possibilities for a new cozy mystery crime-solving duo are endless! An interesting twist to this book is that you don’t really understand the motive for the murder until after the last chapter of the book. Fun characters, and a great read!" ~ VickiSD

Guest Post by the Author
A Place Named Twombly
Wherever did I come up with the name of Twombly for the town where Emory and her husband Jebbin live and work in the Emory Crawford Mysteries?
Driving north on Interstate Highway 39 from Bloomington/Normal, IL to Rockford, IL Twombly Rd. has a bridge over the Interstate a short way north of exit # 99 - which takes you west into Rochelle, IL in case you want a more precise location.
I was driving up to Rockford to spend a couple of days with my husband while he was working. At that time he worked teaching insurance seminars and was on the road over 250 nights a year. The drive up to Rockford is pleasant and the hotel and restaurant there were really nice, so he invited me up so we could see each other at lunch and the two overnights.
Some bridges over the interstates have the names of the road that’s crossing over posted on a sign on the bridge. And there it was ...
... Twombly.
I was writing Tolkien fanfiction at the time, Emory not even a distant thought, and the name caught my mind.
Twombly.
It sounded English. It sounded hobbity. I loved how it rolled off my tongue when I said it aloud. Shortly thereafter, I named a wood in the Shire "Twombly Wood" in one of my fanfic stories.
Time marched on, and I was creating my own story world and needing a name for the college where Jebbin would teach. I went back to the name I still liked so much – Twombly. And since smaller private colleges are often named after the town they are in I named the town Twombly as well. Then I thought about how the town might have began, who settled the area and ... why not! Jairus Aiden Merriweather Twombly the First was an immigrant from England who made his fortune and started a town on the Illinois prairie.
Now, in The Devil’s Hook, Amy Twombly is the primary suspect in a murder and she and Jairus the Sixth’s daughter Madison Twombly has become a junior sleuth, teaming up with Emory.
And it all started with a sign on an overpass on Interstate 39.

About the Author
Pearl R. Meaker is an upper-middle-aged, short, pudgy homemaker, mother, and grandmother who in 2002 became a writer. Initially writing fan fiction she soon tried original fiction at the encouragement of her regular readers. She has been a life-long lover of mystery stories and automatically went to that genre for her first book, The Devil’s Music. She and her husband of nearly 40 years live in central Illinois. They both love bluegrass music, playing fiddle and banjo and singing. Pearl also does many crafts – when she’s not reading or writing - knitting, crochet, origami, needlepoint, and cross-stitch among them. She also enjoys birding and photography and is a former fencer.

Giveaway
Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win a $25 Amazon or B&N gift card.

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Monday, May 18, 2015

"The Devil's Music" by Pearl R. Meaker

GUEST POST and GIVEAWAY
The Devil's Music
(Emory Crawford Mysteries Book 1)
by Pearl R. Meaker


The Devil's Music is currently on tour with Goddess Fish Promotions. The tour stops here today for a guest post by the author, an excerpt, and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
Emory Crawford doesn't do martial arts nor is she an athletic, leggy woman who is built like a model. She's a wife, grandmother, and empty nest lover of crafts, reading, birding and bluegrass music.
When an acclaimed scholar, best-selling author and fellow bluegrass musician is found murdered on the Twombly College campus where her husband teaches chemistry and forensics, Emory takes up her knitting caddy, to help her channel the spirit of Miss Marple, and heads off to help solve the crime.

Excerpt
Stars shone in a sky hazed with moonlight from a half- moon. The fountain played its merry music. The smell of late spring flowers wafted on the cooling air. Soft lights in the fountain made the area cozy while keeping it from being scary-dark. But our playful mood faded as we saw the silhouette of someone sleeping on one of the backless benches near the fountain.
“Drat! I was looking forward to some romance.” At forty-seven I still sound like a sulky child when I’m disappointed.
“So was I.” Jebbin didn’t sound it though. He was too busy squinting at the figure on the bench. He nodded his head toward the figure. “Something’s odd there, Emory.”
I looked closer. The figure’s arms both dangled down, hands resting on the ground. The legs were straight, hanging off either side of the bench in an uncomfortable looking position. We edged closer until we could see, lit by the light of the fountain, the body of a man splayed lengthwise on the bench. Several pouches and odd amulets rested on his chest. On the ground, the hand nearest us was holding a fiddle with no strings.
Jebbin grabbed my shoulders, turning me toward the fountain and away from the bench.
“He’s been strangled.” Jebbin’s body was tight, his voice tense. “It’s Archie and he’s been strangled.”
[Read chapters 1 and 2 in full here.]

Praise for the Book
"The inquisitive and delightful Mrs. Emory Crawford, who uses her intuition and her knitting projects to solve crimes, will surely become a favorite sleuth to cozy mystery fans. Her quirky sidekicks with their interesting peculiarities, along with the locals of this quaint college town in the heartland of America, add touches of humor to this mystery. Classic mystery readers will not be disappointed with The Devil's Music's plot twists and intriguing puzzles in this entertaining whodunit by Pearl R. Meaker." ~ Chanticleer Reviews, by C. Leeper
"The author has done an excellent job creating real people and real relationships, especially Emory's flourishing marriage. It's as fun to watch as any blossoming romance. There's food aplenty, and a milieu so striking that readers will soon feel as though they're right in the thick of things at Twombly College. Overall, an intelligent, insightful story filled with murder and mystery." ~ Elizabeth Guy, Freelance Author and Professional Editor
"Pearl R Meaker immerses her reader into Emery's world with delightful world building candor and plants them squarely in Emery's stomping ground magnifying glass in hand. A great tale all round." ~ Yuan Jur
"This author has been added to my list of 'must reads'." ~ Citybilly

Guest Post by the Author
Where Did Emory Crawford Come From?
Where did Emory Crawford come from – other than Woodbine, Georgia? Let me see if I can remember it all.
This will sound like a false start, but ... at first my main character was Jebbin Crawford who has ended up being Emory’s husband.
Jebbin’s first name is from the old Andy Griffith Show and I used it for a little hobbit lad when I was writing Tolkien based fan fiction because I liked the old fashioned sound it has. Then, somehow, he morphed into a retired college chemistry professor who ends up tutoring a high school boy in one of my early original short stories.
I liked Jebbin, I still do, but one day I was sitting on our deck and thinking about a writing exercise I had to do for a writing class and someone new showed up. Thoughts started coming to mind about looking at all the nature in my yard – but it wasn’t my "voice" doing the talking, they weren’t my eyes seeing trees, grass and sky or my ears hearing the birds.
It was some other female who was like me but not.
"Cool!" I thought, and went on with the short piece, then turned it in.
Then, she showed up again. I wrote a little story about an adult lady who was taking a college class on the paranormal who ends up being led to safety, during a fire in the library’s paranormal section, by a stranger invisible in the heavy smoke - or maybe just invisible. And the last line had her married to Jebbin!
Suddenly he had a wife. Well, that explained her being involved at a college.
As I started working on ideas for a novel for my novel writing class I was working on ideas for Jebbin, who gradually changed from retired to late 40s early 50s. I wanted to write a male lead in a cozy mystery since there aren’t as many of them as female leads.
But nothing worked, none of the stories came together, until his nameless wife was put into the main character position.
So there she was: kind of me, but not me. No name. No idea what she looked like.
Just the knowledge that she was going to be my main character.
Jebbin was still a chemistry professor who had increasingly grown to resemble a good friend of me and my husband, so it just felt right to base Jebbin’s wife on our friend’s wife, who we actually had become friends with first.
By doing that, I had a bluegrass fiddle playing, nice looking, average height lady with reddish brown hair. But, unlike our friend who’s from Michigan, Jebbin’s wife was from the South, from Georgia. Yes, that was her! And wasn’t there a college in Georgia named "Emory"?
There is indeed – and that’s where Emory got her name. She and Jebbin’s last name, Crawford, is the same as a friend of mine who has lived her whole life in the Golden Isles region of Georgia.
Like me, Emory’s been a homemaker all her married life and she loves all sorts of arts and crafts. Like my family, she has pets (although we don’t have a dog), two adult children and a banjo-playing husband (unlike our friend who inspired Jebbin who doesn’t play any instruments). I also play bluegrass fiddle, but nowhere near as well as Emory does. She’s pudgy and I’m ... more pudgy.
Oh, and she took one class in fencing; I fenced for about five years.
Unlike Emory, my father wasn’t a pastor, and I didn’t move around a lot as a child. None of my childhood was spent living in the South nor were my parents from the South – although one of my grandmothers was from Miami, Florida. She has two siblings, while I have one older brother. She’s afraid of mirrors and I'm not. She’s a much better housekeeper than I am.
Emory has and will continue to develop as the stories roll along. I’m looking forward to learning more about her with each tale I tell of her adventures.

About the Author
Pearl R. Meaker is an upper-middle-aged, short, pudgy homemaker, mother, and grandmother who in 2002 became a writer. Initially writing fan fiction she soon tried original fiction at the encouragement of her regular readers. She has been a life-long lover of mystery stories and automatically went to that genre for her first book, The Devil’s Music. She and her husband of nearly 40 years live in central Illinois. They both love bluegrass music, playing fiddle and banjo and singing. Pearl also does many crafts – when she’s not reading or writing - knitting, crochet, origami, needlepoint, and cross-stitch among them. She also enjoys birding and photography and is a former fencer.

Giveaway
Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win a $25 Amazon or B&N gift card.

Links