My god! I'm actually writing another blog piece! What the Fajita??!!! Call the Police! Alert the news media!! Jesus St. Marie, he's at it again!
Okay, okay . . . calm down. Me writing another blog is right up there in importance as, say, the news headline; 'The Pope said another Mass in Latin on Sunday. And wore glasses doing so.'
No big deal.
But it is in a way. I've got something new coming out soon (July 24th, to be exact). Near to the Knuckle is the publisher bringing the novella out and splashing it out in all the big namesakes where you can order it. Actually, I'm excited about it. I'd like to see this new creation really take off. He's definitely a different kind of character for me.
His name is Maurice.
Maurice is . . . well . . . odd. Nobody actually knows much about him. Or where he came from. Or how old he is. Or how rich he is (although indirect evidence suggests he's loaded). What they do know is that he is an excellent criminal lawyer. A gifted detective. Possibly a dabbler in the supernatural (maybe, if you believe the rumors, even a freakin' warlock). And looks a bit like Buddha.
He loves the color of pink. He's sartorial splendor in tailored suits fitting his somewhat slightly chubby body is impeccable. He loves old cars, especially old American iron convertibles of the 50's and 60's (in pink, of course.) And he sees ghosts.
In fact, he represents in court those who have recently departed. Or those who are recently possessed.
He has two faithful employees working for him in his law firm. One living. One dead.
The one alive is Randall Cooke. Randall is, shall we say, the catch-all and do-all when it comes to the daily grind of interviewing the living who are of a criminal nature and have no inclination to speak candidly. His charm is that he's a tough as a piece of well worked leather. As hard as a diamond drill bit. And when he has to be, as mean as a Spartan on steroids.
The dead employee happens to be Randall's recently departed daughter, Tammy. She's a tom-boy in her twenties. A smart mouth. Curious. Fearless. She finds, interviews, and sometimes intervenes on behalf of Maurice's clients in the afterlife.
Investigating the living. Investigating the afterlife. With some kick ass Perry Mason-style court scenes thrown in for color.
Maurice is the beginning. I'm hoping you're going to love these characters