Southern author Maggie Toussaint writes mystery,
suspense, and dystopian fiction. Her work won the Silver Falchion Award for
best mystery, the Readers’ Choice Award, and the EPIC Award. Learn more about
Maggie and her books at her website.
By Baxley Powell, amateur
sleuth
Dear Diary,
I was so looking forward to
this vacation getaway. I didn’t know I needed a vacation until my ten-year-old
daughter Larissa suggested it. We couldn’t afford anything fancy, but
everything lined up just right for a trip that fit our budget.
First, we asked my parents
if they knew anyone who would let us borrow a camper, and my parents said they
knew two families who would loan us campers – they wanted to come, too. My best
friend in the whole wide world, Charlotte Ambrose, decided she wanted to come
along once she heard about the trip. Better yet, Charlotte had a cousin with
property in the north Georgia mountains that we could camp on.
With only a week of summer
left before school started up again for fall term, we hit the road and motored
to North Georgia. It was beautiful and breathtaking and awesome. In just one
day at the campsite, I felt revitalized. Our day started out with fishing, but
before you could say, “I love vacation” three times in a row, a murder occurred
and I was tagged to investigate.
Each morning on vacation I
had to say goodbye to my family and my daughter and go to work. The evidence
trail went cold so I really dug in and things started happening on the case
solving.
But the absolute best thing
of all was my daughter. She didn’t resent my absence at all. When I tearfully
hugged her and apologized on missing out on all the vacation fun, she told me I
was right where I needed to be, doing what I needed to do.
How did I get so lucky to
have a great kid like Larissa?
My parents are awesome, too.
They take everything in stride, but they’ve been at the Dreamwalker stuff much
longer than I have. There’s someone else I met on vacation. A guy. He knows
what I do, and he gets it. Seriously, how many men on the planet would want
someone they’re interest in talking to spirits and other paranormal entities? I
get kind of dreamy thinking about him, but that’s a tale for another day.
Dadgummit,
a Dreamwalker Mystery
Amateur sleuth Baxley Powell is on vacation at Stony
Creek Lake in north Georgia. A young man’s body is found beside the lake, and
there’s no apparent cause of death. The local police urge Baxley, an expert at
closing unusual cases, to help and she agrees.
Her psychic sleuthing leads the police to a halfway
house where someone is draining victims of their life force. Jonas, the only
person standing in the house, escapes, taking the sheriff as a hostage. Deputy
Sam Mayes, a Native American, leads the manhunt.
Baxley’s paranormal talent
of dreamwalking, which she uses to traverse the veil of life, draws the
unwanted attention of beings believed to be Cherokee folklore. They prevail
upon her to get it back from Jonas.
With the body count rising,
Baxley and Mayes are up against an entity who appears to be invincible. Can
they subdue an energy vampire, turn the tide of evil, and save the day?
5 comments:
Thanks for hosting my sleuth, Baxley Powell, here today, Anastasia. As you can see, she doesn't get out much. But after her experience in the Georgia Mountains, she's thinking about more road trips in the future. Life doesn't always go the way we planned - if you look closely enough, sometimes it comes out better than we planned. I look forward to meeting your blog readers and answering any questions they may have about Baxley's latest adventure, Dadgummit.
Hi, Maggie and Lois! I have to add the title of your book is so funny. I like the character writing about going camping, too. Many hugs, vb
Hi Maggie,
I like the clever way you have Baxley telling her story. I always enjoy your writing. Wishing you much success with your new novel.
Thanks for stopping in, Vicki! It's always nice to get positive feedback!
Thank you, Jacqueline. I love writing this character, and it's nice that her voice comes through so clearly.
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