Showing posts with label malevolent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label malevolent. Show all posts

Monday, June 2, 2014

MY INTERVIEW WITH JOHN TUCKER

John Tucker, a fellow author, interviewed me on his blog. It feels great to have your face pop on a blog. http://johntuckermustlive.wordpress.com/

Thank you, John Tucker.

BLOG INTERVIEW # 5 — With Susanne Leist

ImageToday I’m talking with a Masters Of Darkness alumni – Susanne Leist. She’s an interesting woman with a bright career ahead of her. Here’s her Bio from the Amazon Author Page.  Read on and take a look into the mind of a fellow writer ~~~
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Susanne Leist graduated with an MBA in finance. Her life has led her through the hectic commodities market and the number-crunching field of budgeting, but she always continued to read and daydream…which ultimately led to the fulfillment of her dream to put one of her stories on paper for everyone to enjoy. She currently lives on Long Island with her husband, two daughters, and Maltese dog.
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INTERVIEW
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The Dead Game is your debut novel.  Describe what the reader is in for in two sentences or less? 
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The Dead Game is supernatural thriller like no other. Linda and her friends must face murder, stalking, and unnatural creatures to find their lost friends and the evil one controlling their once peaceful, seaside town.
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Your Facebook page indicates you’re a dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker and proud of it. What’s your favorite borough and why?
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My favorite borough is Brooklyn. Why? That’s where I grew up. My section, Sheepshead Bay, has beaches, a bay for docking boats, and small neighborhood stores. It’s a small town in a big city.
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What’s your new project, what’s it about, and when should we expect to see it?????
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I am currently writing the sequel to The Dead Game. The first book ties up all the mysteries and loose ends, except for one. This loose end will be explored and resolved in the second book.
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The Seven Deadly Sins have been around since time began. Which one is your own personal downfall and which would you be the least likely to do?
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This is a hard question. The least likely one for me would be Wrath. I don’t have an uncontrollable temper or anger. I would never hurt myself or anyone on purpose.
Sloth would be the easiest for me do. Who doesn’t like being lazy at times? I usually feel this way when I have to cook or clean the house.
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You’ve been married for Thirty years. What’s your secret for staying together in this age of disposable marriages?
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I can’t believe you counted the number of years I’ve been married. I don’t even keep track anymore. It’s like my age, where I’m stuck on one year and my mind refuses to count forward anymore.
Marriage takes perseverance and loyalty. It also requires a lot of patience and hearing the same stories over and over again.
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Your debut novel – The Dead Game – is an entertaining read that mixes different genres – supernatural/mystery/romantic relationships – effortlessly. How long did The Dead Game take from idea to reality?
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I actually worked on this book for six years. I had a plot and loads of ideas. Once I sat down to write, the book took on a life of its own. I kept to the plot but my mind added tangents and twists. I had to make sure the clues and story line followed each other.
After the book was written, I edited and re-edited until it was fine-tuned and ready to be published. The self-publisher edited it but I continued to self edit after it was published. I used readers’ and reviewers’ suggestions and criticisms to make changes.
It was a long and arduous process.
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Would you say you are more of a pet/animal lover or a nature enthusiast?
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This question is easy for me. I love animals—all animals. I’ve had cats but now I have a Maltese. He’s my pride and joy and my best friend.
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That’s our interview. Be sure to check out The Dead Game below and grab a book that will grab you. Only 99 CENTS !!!
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THE DEAD GAMEImage
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SYNOPSIS
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Linda moves to a small town to live a quieter and simpler life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple–that is until the dead body washes up on shore. Linda is horrified to find that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this town. As soon as the sun sets, she and her friends are stalked by dark shadows. But this is only the beginning. Linda and her group receive an unsigned invitation to a party at the deserted house on the hill. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped in the house. Or so they think. To save themselves and the town, they must reveal the true face of evil–the one controlling the game and its elusive players.
The Dead Game has begun.
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RANDOM REVIEW
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5.0 out of 5 stars Great Escape October 2, 2013
By Ellen Frank  Format:Paperback|Verified Purchase
The Dead Game is a spooky romance, similar to Twilight. Suzanne Leist creates a tale of suspicion, strange happenings, mysterious disappearances and romantic entanglements in this thriller. The book begins with the story of End House, a haunted mansion that has not been occupied for five years. Linda is a new resident of Oasis. She is warned of the stories behind End House and the mysterious deaths which have occurred in the past, but the stories do not stop her from trying to solve the mystery behind the town. If you love vampire mysteries, are looking for a great escape and want to explore the virtual reality of Oasis without becoming a victim, then you’ll love this book!!!
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Thursday, March 27, 2014

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 102


THE DEAD GAME — DAY 102
     A waitress with a name tag that read “Rose” came over to serve them. She looked friendly, with her bright-red hair and snapping gum. She took their order and then asked if she could assist them with anything else.
     Linda decided to come straight out with what they wanted to know. She began by explaining their situation. “Two of our friends disappeared from a party given at End House this past Friday night. We suspect that the people who reside on the hill are the ones responsible. Do you know anything about them that can help us?”
     Rose called over two men. “Hey! Rob and Joe! We need help here!” Linda and Shana, becoming frightened, began to stand up. Then they noticed that the two old men, who were coming over to them, had big smiles on their wrinkled faces. They joined them at their booth.
     Rose said to the men, “These women were at that party and they think that the hill people had something to do with the disappearances.”
     The one called Joe, who had a full head of white hair and a long white beard, nodded his head in agreement. “We have always suspected that those people were evil. Tourists disappear every year and nothing is ever done about it. The sheriff seems to be in cahoots with them. Parties are given on the hill on the same two nights each year. On these nights, shadows can be seen creeping around the deserted streets of town.”
     Rob, who wore very thick glasses and had curly grey hair, added, “The parties look like secret meetings of some society. Everything is always done after dark.”
     Rose spoke up. “We never see these people until the sun goes down. They don’t bother talking to us. I’ve been living here thirty years and I’ve spoken to only a few of them.”
     “Our town doesn’t go out after dark; we steer clear of the hill people. There have been many legends, but we don’t know if any are true,” confided Joe.
     Shana asked, “What are some of the legends?”
     “One legend describes the hill people as vampires in hiding. They meet with the rest of the vampires in the world twice a year. These meetings are planning sessions on how to keep their species alive,” Joe informed them.
      “Another legend has the hill people as good vampires that are trying to rid the world of The Dead, a sect of evil vampires who enjoy killing people—just for fun. The Dead have greater powers than regular vampires and are led by a strong and malicious head vampire. The good vampires meet twice a year to plan the defense of their slowly diminishing group,” Rob explained.
     “How can you remain living here if you believe the worst of the people in town?” asked a puzzled Linda. She didn’t believe in vampires, but if these people thought so poorly of the townspeople, then why didn’t they just leave?
     Rose answered for them, “We don’t know if the legends are true. We’ve been living here unhurt all these years. Maybe the tourists disappearing are just coincidences. We can’t pack up our whole village and leave. We need the income from the ocean: the fishing has been very profitable.”
     “Maybe they want you to remain living here for some sinister purpose,” said Shana. Oh great, now Shana is going to frighten them.
     “If you find out anything, please let us know,” said Rose, with concern beginning to dawn in her eyes.
     “Don’t worry. We’ll let you know of any new developments. We’ll figure this out and find our friends,” said Linda, trying to downplay Shana’s dire warning.
     The village looked lovely and peaceful on the surface, but Linda was afraid that there was much more brewing beneath the surface. As she ate her lunch, she tried to be as cheerful as possible so that Shana wouldn’t notice her rising fears and suspicions.
THE DEAD GAME — DAY 102

     A waitress with a name tag that read “Rose” came over to serve them. She looked friendly, with her bright-red hair and snapping gum. She took their order and then asked if she could assist them with anything else.
     Linda decided to come straight out with what they wanted to know. She began by explaining their situation. “Two of our friends disappeared from a party given at End House this past Friday night. We suspect that the people who reside on the hill are the ones responsible. Do you know anything about them that can help us?”
     Rose called over two men. “Hey! Rob and Joe! We need help here!” Linda and Shana, becoming frightened, began to stand up. Then they noticed that the two old men, who were coming over to them, had big smiles on their wrinkled faces. They joined them at their booth.
     Rose said to the men, “These women were at that party and they think that the hill people had something to do with the disappearances.”
     The one called Joe, who had a full head of white hair and a long white beard, nodded his head in agreement. “We have always suspected that those people were evil. Tourists disappear every year and nothing is ever done about it. The sheriff seems to be in cahoots with them. Parties are given on the hill on the same two nights each year. On these nights, shadows can be seen creeping around the deserted streets of town.”
     Rob, who wore very thick glasses and had curly grey hair, added, “The parties look like secret meetings of some society. Everything is always done after dark.”
     Rose spoke up. “We never see these people until the sun goes down. They don’t bother talking to us. I’ve been living here thirty years and I’ve spoken to only a few of them.”
     “Our town doesn’t go out after dark; we steer clear of the hill people. There have been many legends, but we don’t know if any are true,” confided Joe.
     Shana asked, “What are some of the legends?”
     “One legend describes the hill people as vampires in hiding. They meet with the rest of the vampires in the world twice a year. These meetings are planning sessions on how to keep their species alive,” Joe informed them.
      “Another legend has the hill people as good vampires that are trying to rid the world of The Dead, a sect of evil vampires who enjoy killing people—just for fun. The Dead have greater powers than regular vampires and are led by a strong and malicious head vampire. The good vampires meet twice a year to plan the defense of their slowly diminishing group,” Rob explained.
     “How can you remain living here if you believe the worst of the people in town?” asked a puzzled Linda. She didn’t believe in vampires, but if these people thought so poorly of the townspeople, then why didn’t they just leave?
     Rose answered for them, “We don’t know if the legends are true. We’ve been living here unhurt all these years. Maybe the tourists disappearing are just coincidences. We can’t pack up our whole village and leave. We need the income from the ocean: the fishing has been very profitable.”
     “Maybe they want you to remain living here for some sinister purpose,” said Shana. Oh great, now Shana is going to frighten them.
     “If you find out anything, please let us know,” said Rose, with concern beginning to dawn in her eyes.
     “Don’t worry. We’ll let you know of any new developments. We’ll figure this out and find our friends,” said Linda, trying to downplay Shana’s dire warning.
     The village looked lovely and peaceful on the surface, but Linda was afraid that there was much more brewing beneath the surface. As she ate her lunch, she tried to be as cheerful as possible so that Shana wouldn’t notice her rising fears and suspicions.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

PUPPETS ON A STRING


seasons-in-hell:



AREN’T WE ALL PUPPETS?
AREN’T OUR STRINGS PULLED
BY SOMEONE ELSE?
BE IT A BOSS OR A SPOUSE,
WE ARE NEVER FREE.
FREE TO MAKE OUR OWN CHOICES.
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS CUT THOSE STRINGS.
WHERE’S THE KNIFE?
seasons-in-hell:
AREN’T WE ALL PUPPETS?
AREN’T OUR STRINGS PULLED
BY SOMEONE ELSE?
BE IT A BOSS OR A SPOUSE,
WE ARE NEVER FREE.
FREE TO MAKE OUR OWN CHOICES.
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS CUT THOSE STRINGS.
WHERE’S THE KNIFE?