
The third book in my Traces of Treasure series is coming out this October and I’m looking for new reviewers of this book and the other books in the series.
Why would anyone be interested in these books?
The answer is: I seriously don’t know.
I just write them and hope people find them entertaining.
But what I do know is this: the people who’ve read the first two books in the series really like them. But hey, not enough people have read them yet. I also know that although the subject matter seems a bit male-oriented, seriously, these books appeal to women as well as men. Check out the current reviews on Amazon if you don’t believe me.
These are mysteries centered on a sense of adventure, with a good dose of obsession. The hero of the series (so far) is Sam Milton. He’s a bit of a loner and loser in the first book, The Fever. He’s obsessed and he can’t help it. He got arrested at nineteen and while in jail he helped a sick and dying wino who rewarded him with the riddle. It, the broken little man said, would help Sam find a long lost gold mine out in west Texas.
The Fever is a bit of a what-if scenario. What if this happened to you? Well, you’d think about it, first dismissing it has hogwash. Then you might wonder to yourself late at night … what if? This is where the title comes in. Eventually, you can’t help it. You catch the FEVER, gold fever. When the book opens, a very tired and frustrated Sam is hiking out of the wilderness after yet another fruitless search. It’s dangerous terrain, the home of rattlesnakes and mountain lions. He’s trespassing. He sneaks in and out and drives the eight to ten hours back to his regular life, only to plot and plan his next trip. He’s careful. He has a set routine of procedures designed to keep him safe.
Then, after this latest trip, he stumbles upon the solution to the first clue in the riddle. It’s something he missed for years. It was so simple. Yet, he’s at the end of his hiking season; or is he? The book is about his rush to get back into the field to check out his hunch, throwing out many of the safeguards he had built into his past searches. Love? Family? Job? Who cares … this is gold we’re talking about.
A riddle and an obsession … what could possibly go wrong?
The second book, A Curse That Bites Deep, follows closely on the heels of The Fever. Sam has relocated to the area, relieving himself of the strain of those long drives. I’m trying not to add spoilers here, but suffice it to say, he’s much happier than he’s been in a long time. He’s in love with a cafe owner who befriended him in the first book. Things are finally looking up for him, well, that is until people start dying. One-by-one, people close to Sam seem to pass away. Some deaths can be explained as accidents, but others are obviously murder. As the situation continues to get even more complicated, he must take the initiative to confront the killer before the circle of death tightens around the love of his life. Is it just a random homicidal maniac or is it the curse he had earlier been warned about?
The third book, Lucky Strike, due out in October, definitely proves that Sam’s lost gold mine is not the only treasure-oriented mystery in this small west Texas town. But our friends have a problem: something is definitely wrong but the details are not obvious. They must claw and scratch their way through a bunch of muddled clues to put the pieces together. All the while they are facing a ruthless villain who seems to be everywhere at once. It is a top-notch mystery, sure to entertain. This story is as much about Sam’s girlfriend Smidgeon Toll, as it is about him. See that image on the cover? That’s not blatant sensationalism–she does that more than once in this story.
I need reviews, so I am willing to provide PDF review copies of all three books to people who are willing to read and review them. Books 2 and 3 do have a bit of exposition so they could probably be read standalone. Of course, any review for Lucky Strike would be an advance review but if I get good taglines from an early review I can use that in the book. I have an early August cutoff for that.
I’m wanting to sell books, of course, so if there is a massive rush to the box office I might need to be selective.
So if you are looking for something to read, like to leave reviews on Amazon or even better … are a book blogger — help a guy out and drop me a line. You can get more information on the books at http://thefensk.com — My email info is there as well.
If we were having coffee today, I’d be in a tizzy about punctuation. Not just any punctuation, mind you, but specifically colons and periods.
If we were having coffee today I’d be skipping the sweet roll. Can’t do it, I’d say. A1C is too high, the doctor said the last time I was in there and he mentioned the dreaded D-word. I was ticked off. I admit it. No, I wasn’t ticked off at him. I wasn’t ticked off at fate or at life. No, I was ticked off at ME! I knew better.
If we were having coffee today, I’d be showing you the new pictures. No, no, no, not the grandkids, the dog, or the cats … they’d be pictures of me! With the upcoming publication of my third novel, I decided it was time to skip the selfies.
I really liked this one, taken at a loft over one of the local storefronts:
If we were having coffee today I’d tell you about the contract. You see, this week I signed a contract for Lucky Strike, my third published novel. It is a big moment for me because it has been a long time coming. The tentative release date is October 2019, which will make it three years since my last book.
If we were having coffee today I’d probably be mentioning book news. Well, there isn’t too much news. I’m hammering away at the fourth revision of my next novel. Pretty sure I got away with three on my last novel. But this time, I just wasn’t sure so I’m making another pass.
If we were having coffee today I’d be inclined to warn you about a new telephone scam that is making the rounds. This one is designed to prey upon helpless old people. They hope. It centers on the “new” Medicare card. I must be on some heavy hitters list because I get calls for this one almost every day.
I hope your holidays were good. For the second year in a row, we hosted our family at a rental on the NC coast. I know, I know, holidays are for home and hearth, but after our previous year’s experiment, we found that Christmas at the beach is really quite laid back and enjoyable. Let me start off with this: I don’t really like the beach during the “normal” beach-going season. Crowds, hype, salt, and sand are just not my bag. I like my downtime to be a period of relaxation. During the off-season, lower rates are in effect so one can upscale a bit. And it is so quiet!
It is not totally deserted, a lot of people live down there year round and there are those who use their own vacation homes for much the same thing. But let me put it this way: there were only perhaps three of twenty beach houses nearby that showed any signs of life. The beaches had scant handfuls of people strolling every now and then. The soothing sounds of the ocean and seagulls were unspoiled by loud music and shouting. The traffic was light. The weather was absolutely fantastic.
It was one of the most relaxing holiday celebrations I’ve ever had. Every morning I got up before everyone else and thoroughly enjoyed my solitary cup of coffee taking in the morning view.
Thomas Fenske is a writer living in North Carolina. It’s a good time to catch up on his first two novels. You’ll be glad you did when the third one comes out.
Did you know Thanksgiving is in just a couple of days? While shopping, I am always amazed at the huge stacks of green beans and mushroom soup and of course fried onions. Did you ever wonder what people ate for Thanksgiving before this dish showed up? Read on for I one clue.