Thursday, October 31, 2013

From The Descent: Did we carry our sins?

Did we carry our sins with us, like the chains of money boxes shackled to Jacob Marley's ghost, and if so, had I done enough good to atone for any of my sins, or had I only added more to the invisible chain I dragged behind me? I could imagine, too, how Adair felt at news of this queen, how it must've frightened him. And why he didn't want to send me into this shadowy netherworld, not wanting to draw the queen's attention; for his sins had to stretch behind him in chains so long they circled the earth; even Atlas would barely be able to stand the weight.

Monday, October 28, 2013

Pre-Ordering The Descent? I have a present for you


If you pre-order The Descent, I'd like to send you a thank you gift, a magnet with one of the foreign edition covers of The Taker! To get your gift, please send proof of purchase, either forward the receipt for an online purchase or send a (readable) photo of a paper receipt (I think that you won't get receipts from online sellers until the book actually ships, but I may be wrong on this, depending on the seller.) Send to alma@almakatsu.com along with your mailing address and I'll send you one magnet per copy while supplies last. These are business card-sized magnets of the (l-r) Spanish, Italian, Hungarian and Czech covers. You can send me your preference and I'll try to honor it as long as supplies last. Will ship internationally.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

From The Descent: Where's the harm in a cuddle?

"I was playing solitaire with a worn, old deck of cards I'd found in a desk drawer, while Adair read, reclining on a bower of pillows on the floor. He broke from his reading to roll onto his back and cock his head in my direction, as though he was about to speak. I don't think he was aware of how very appealing he appeared at that moment, his hair loose and leonine, the first few buttons on his shirt undone to give me a peek at his chest, and his jeans twisted so they were tight across his hips. He'd thrown an arm over his face to shield his eyes against the sun but I could still see the lower half of his face, including his strong mouth, and I recalled how kissable it was. The sight of him was tempting."


Thursday, October 17, 2013

From The Descent: Death Plays Us Cruelly at the End

From THE DESCENT:

      Luke licked his lips. He seemed to be looking past me, as though he could no longer focus his eyes. "Lanny, I was wondering, now that I'm dying...if you had the power, would you make me like you?"
      I hated that question. It wasn't the kind of thing I would have expected from Luke, either. He'd always seemed so sensible, so down to earth. I tried not to miss a beat, however. "But I don't have the power. You know that..."
      He was impatient with my evasiveness. "That's not what I asked. I asked if you would.... You know who could make me like you. Adair. He'd do it if you asked."
      This time, I paused. Was Luke asking me to track down Adair and beg him to give me the elixir of life? It made me see Luke in a completely different light. Not only had I never suspected that he cared about living forever, I thought he would have sooner chosen death then ask me to go on his behalf to this man who frightened me so much. But death plays us cruelly at the end. "Is that what you want?" I asked, waiting.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Sale on Hardcovers - Perfect for Gift-Giving


Would you like a personalized, autographed hardcover of The Taker or The Reckoning to give away this holiday season? My publisher has made copies available to me at rockbottom prices and I'm passing the discount on to you. While supplies last, you can get a hardcover of either book for only $4 + $4 shipping/handling in the US (per book). I will be sending these media rate so please allow 2-3 weeks for delivery. I will send internationally for $4 + $15 shipping/handling (per book). These are the US, English-language hardcovers. I'm doing this because I'd like to see my books make their way to as many new readers as possible, not to make any money.

I'm taking orders one way only and that's through PayPal. That's to protect both of us. To order, please use PayPal to send payment to almakatsu@gmail.com, then email me to tell me which book you'd like, what you'd like inscribed (within reason, please) and the address to which you'd like it mailed.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Excerpt from The Descent

After Lanny has arrived at the island where Adair has gone into seclusion, only to find him living there with two women:


"Of all the rooms we passed on the second floor, only one appeared to be in use. In it, a huge feather mattress lay directly on the floor, the tangle of white sheets hinting of wanton abandon. Old Moroccan lanterns fitted with candles circled the bed, which faced a high, wide window dressed in gauzy curtains, through which you could see a panoramic view of the sea. Discarded clothing lay all over the floor, including a pale pink brassiere--Terry's, by the size of it. Two more Turkish slippers sat at odd angles to each other, as though they'd been kicked off in a burst of bad temper. Adair's unmade bed stirred something near my heart, but the casually tawdry display of the women's clothing extinguished that stirring as easily as one might squeeze out the flame on a match head.

"'Looking for something?' Robin asked, suddenly beside me, catching me gawking outside their bedroom. 'You can't have this room. It's already taken,' she said in her sharp way.

"'I didn't mean to pry, but the door was open,' I said apologetically.

"She had a funny way about her, guileless, like a child. She stared at me flatly, as though she was trying to tell what was going on in my head. 'You came here hoping to get back together with him--that's why you want to see if we're sleeping with him, isn't it?'

Heat rose up my neck and across my cheeks. 'Not at all. He's a friend. I've come to see for myself that he's happy.'

"'You've come an awful long way just for that.' She narrowed her eyes at me. 'That's not the only reason you came.'"




Win an ARC of The Descent


I know from your comments on Facebook and elsewhere that fans of The Taker books are eager to see how the trilogy concludes, and January seems so far away. I was planning to give away a copy of the ARC when the big mega Thrillerpalooza contest ends but then I thought, why wait? Let's have an instant contest for an ARC of The Descent. It starts now and closes at midnight ET on Sunday, October 13th. It's open internationally; must be 16 years old to enter. Get bonus entries for sharing it on your Facebook page and Twitter, so please spread the word and tell your friends.

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Thursday, October 3, 2013

From The Descent



I thought I'd start posting excerpts from The Descent leading up to its release in early January 2014. This is from the prologue:

"The dreams came almost every night.

"At first, I almost didn't take notice of them. When they started, Luke had been gone only a few months and I was in that black fog that follows the death of a loved one. During the day, grief would fall on me suddenly. I'd look at the clock to see that an hour had passed and yet I couldn't account for the time. Evenings were worse; I'd lie alone in the bed Luke and I had shared waiting for the night to pass. Evening meant long hours of insomnia, listlessness, fitful snatches of sleep, and the pale lavender-gray of dawn coming too soon. The occasional nightmare would do little to impress me compared to that slow hell."

Enjoy!