Wednesday, September 25, 2024

MYSTERY AUTHOR KATHLEEN KASKA ON THE HISTORY OF THE HOTEL THAT INSPIRED HER NOVEL


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Mystery author Kathleen Kaska is the author of the multi-award-winning Sydney Lockhart Mystery Series set in the 1950s and the Kate Caraway Animal-Rights Mystery Series. She also writes mystery trivia and has published 
The Sherlock Holmes Quiz Book. Her Holmes short story, “The Adventure at Old Basingstoke,” appears the Sherlock Holmes of Baking Street anthology. She is also the founder of The Dogs in the Nighttime, the Sherlock Holmes Society of Anacortes, Washington, and a scion of The Baker Street Irregulars.Learn more about Kathleen and her books at her website where you’ll also find links to her on various social media sites.

The Luther Hotel Still Stands

One morning more than twenty-five years ago, I rose early, entered the breakfast room, and poured myself a huge cup of coffee. It was in October when the finicky weather on the Texas Coast could be sultry and sticky or crisp and cold. That morning, it was somewhere in between as I stepped out of the front door of the Luther Hotel and made myself comfortable in one of the big white rocking chairs on the front porch. The briny smell from the Gulf of Mexico and the eerie call of gulls tugged at my heartstrings. I loved the Texas Coast. I closed my eyes and counted my blessings. When I opened them, I saw a roseate spoonbill glide across a crystal blue sky. I remember thinking that this is what Heaven must be like.

 

That was only our second trip to the historic Luther Hotel. My husband and I were there for a weekend of birding. I remember driving into town on Texas 35 South to East Bay Boulevard that hugged the coastline along the Palacios, Texas waterfront. I had my fingers crossed as we rounded the bend, hoping to spot the flock of long-billed curlews feeding on the massive green lawn in front of the hotel I’d seen on my first visit. I was not disappointed. They were there as they always seemed to be, maneuvering those spiky, eight-inch bills while probing for invertebrates in the grass. 

 

Over the next few years, the Luther Hotel became our home on that stretch of the Texas Coast. Innkeepers Billy and Dolly Hamlin, relatives of the owner, always welcomed us with open arms. On the wall behind the front desk, the original letterbox held the room keys, and guests still used the buzzer on the wall to summon the desk clerk. A working phone booth stood next to the front desk. A gas heater warmed the lobby, and another warmed the hallway, leading to our suite on the third floor. The only signs of modern times were the current newspapers and magazines on the coffee table. 

 

The history of the Luther Hotel dates back to 1903, when it was called the Bay View Hotel. Charles Luther purchased it and renamed it the Luther in 1936. Back then the small town of Palacios saw little activity except for the building of the railroad and the construction of oil derricks outside of town. That all changed with the onset of World War II. The government selected acreage near the town to house thousands of German prisoners of war in what became Camp Hulen. With so many military personnel living at the camp, Palacios grew quickly, attracting entertainers like Artie Shaw, Guy Lombardo, Rita Hayworth, Shirley Temple, and Carol Lombard, and making the Luther a premiere location for celebrities and politicians. Eventually, the Pleasure Pavilion and Roundhouse were built over the water in front of the hotel. The establishment became the hub of social life, where folks gathered to swim, dance, and even play basketball. One of the earlier pavilions (some were destroyed by hurricanes and rebuilt) had mooring docks, a skating rink, and a restaurant. 

 

After the war, the town slowly settled back into a small farming community. In 1987, the highway was rerouted to the outskirts of town, causing several businesses to close. The Luther, however, remained, becoming home to many snowbirds visiting the coast for several weeks in the winter. By the time we discovered the hotel, it had begun to show its age, but that was okay. Staying at the Luther felt like staying at my grandmother’s house. 

 

Little did I know that a few years later, I’d be there for a book signing for my second Sydney Lockhart mystery, Murder at the Luther. The Hamlin’s had retired, and Jack Findley, Charles Luther’s son-in-law, moved to the hotel to take over its operation. Jack hosted a wine and cheese event for me after the book signing. I was amazed and humbled by the turn-out. It seemed that half the town attended. After that event, Jack and I became good friends.

 

Sadly, Jack passed away in 2022, and the old hotel sat vacant and began to deteriorate. Soon, it was destined for the wrecking ball. The story of the hotel’s possible demise and its stay of execution could easily find its way to the big screen. The save-the-farm movies of the 1990s pale in comparison to the true-life story of the locals who rallied to save the Luther Hotel.

 

I’m happy to report that the Luther was recently purchased by J.P. Bryan, an historian, and philanthropist who is a descendant of Stephen F. Austin, the Father of Texas and one of the heroes of the Alamo. Bryan plans to restore the Luther to its former glory. The remodeling has begun, and I plan to be there for the reopening.

 

Murder at the Luther is the final book in my Sydney Lockhart series to be reissued by my new publisher, Anamcara Press. All six of my books have been rebranded and will be offered as a box set during the upcoming holidays.

 

The release day for the reissued Murder at the Luther is September 29, 2024. 

 

Murder at the Luther

It’s New Year’s Eve, 1952. Texas politicians are backslapping and ringing in ‘53 at the historic Luther Hotel on the Texas Coast. Reporter Sydney Lockhart is there covering the festivities. The celebration turns sour when Sydney finds herself dancing with a dead man. With her fingerprints on the murder weapon and a police chief with his own agenda, Sydney ushers in the New Year behind bars. Soon there is another body, more damning fingerprints, and a crazy Cajun who’s been paid to feed Sydney to the alligators. Things get worse when cousin Ruth comes to town with a problem even Sydney can’t solve. 

 

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Wednesday, September 18, 2024

MY AUTHOR BLEW IT AT KILLER NASHVILLE

It's a Major Award!

No, I’m not talking about that infamous, cringe-worthy leg lamp from A Christmas Story

 

Three weeks ago, author Lois Winston, she who writes about me, attended the Killer Nashville Writers’ Conference where A Crafty Collage of Crime, the twelfth book in the Anastasia Pollack Crafting Mystery Series, was a finalist in the Comedy category of the Silver Falchion Awards. Much to Lois’s surprise and my own, she won!

 

Lois never expected to win. The woman has never even won more than $7 on a lottery ticket! So although she’s racked up quite a few nominations over the years, she fully expected to come up short once again.

 

Have you ever watched an awards show and fantasized about winning an Oscar, Emmy, or Tony? As you sit in front of the TV, listening to all those acceptance speeches, haven’t you thought about who you’d thank for your success? Being a theater geek, my author only watches the Tonys, but she records the show so she can fast-forward through all the winners thanking everyone from their toddler dance class instructors to the guy who monitors the stage door. You’d think she would have prepared an acceptance speech on the slim chance she might win, but she didn’t.

 

Cut to Lois being asked to say a few words. Did she have the presence of mind to utter a sentence or two about this winning book where she sent me to Tennessee wine country, only to have me stumble across more dead bodies? She did not. In front of a captive audience of about 400 mystery lovers IN MIDDLE TENNESSEE, she gave what one of her friends later proclaimed was the shortest acceptance speech in the history of awards. And didn't even mention anything about me or the book!

Wednesday, September 11, 2024

AUTHOR JODE MILLMAN WRITES LEGAL THRILLERS INSPIRED BY TRUE CRIMES

Jodé Millman is the multi-award-winning author of the Queen City Crimes true-crime inspired mystery series. She’s an attorney, a reviewer for Booktrib.com, and creator of The Writer’s Law School. Jodé lives with her family in the Hudson Valley, where she is at work on her next legal thriller. Find out more about Jodé and her books at her website

When Murder Comes Knocking!

As a crime fiction writer, it is not very often that the gnarled hand of murder comes knocking at my front door. I don’t mean a fictional murder. I mean a real, true crime murder.

 

Wait. No, I wasn’t the intended victim... but please let me explain.

 

Before I became a crime fiction writer, I was a family law attorney. My law practice was in New York’s Hudson Valley, an idyllic region of horse farms, robber baron mansions, and a bustling river with a very dark underbelly. In 1985, my business partner and I purchased a building for our law offices, which had been abandoned and in foreclosure for many years. During the vacancy period, the porch of our brick Tudor-style building had become a gathering spot for “the ladies of the evening.” Apparently, the women found it convenient to ply their trade across the street in an isolated parking structure.

 

Unfortunately, the ladies viewed our porch as their own office and created problems for us by soliciting our clients on the way into our office. Naturally, this was embarrassing, and they were quite persistent despite our requests to “move along, please.” My partner and I constantly called the police for help, but to no avail. Gradually, one-by-one the ladies vanished. We were relieved, believing the police had prevailed. However, one day, the headlines of our local newspaper revealed the more grisly truth.

 

To our shock, a serial killer named Kendall Francois had been arrested in connection with the disappearances of eight prostitutes in the City of Poughkeepsie. He had been soliciting these women from our front steps, had taken them to his home, and no one heard from them again. His killings had occurred over a two-year period, and ultimately, the judge found him guilty of seven counts of murder. Francois was sentenced to life imprisonment without parole.

 

As a crime fiction writer, true crime stories like this one are manna from heaven. My front office steps served as the actual scene of the crime and formed the basis for my multi-award-winning sophomore mystery, “Hooker Avenue.”

 

In my novel, my protagonists, attorney Jessie Martin and her estranged best friend, Detective Ebony Jones, are on the hunt of a series of missing prostitutes after a severely battered woman escapes from the clutches of a deranged John. The police have not investigated the disappearances because they have occurred throughout the Hudson Valley and there appears to be no connection between the cases. As a result, the cases have grown arctic cold. Only the unreliable witness, the surviving prostitute, can lead my heroines to solve the mystery of the missing women and seek justice against the man who brutally injured her.

 

Detective Jones, haunted by the memories of her own missing aunt, and Jessie, who seeks professional redemption, find themselves on opposite sides of the law. Ebony seeks to solve the crime, and Jessie seeks to protect her client, the survivor. The two childhood friends face a balancing act of conflicting professions, which creates an insurmountable tension in their personal relationship.

 

I am proud that Hooker Avenue was a Finalist for the RWA/KOD Daphne DuMaurier Award for Excellence in Mystery/Suspense, a Finalist for the Silver Falchion Award, and a winner of the Best Police Procedural Clue Award. And it is part of the Clue Award winning The Queen City Crimes series.

 

Local crimes with which I possess a connection similarly inspired the two other novels comprising the Queen City Crimes series. The Midnight Call was inspired by my high school history teacher who murdered a student, and an internationally renown drowning on the Hudson River inspired The Empty Kayak. Each true Hudson Valley crime has formed the basis for mysteries emphasizing how tragedy affects the survivors in a small community. Further, how friendship can be tested by our dedication to our professions.

 

So, for me, when crime comes knocking at my door, I always answer.

 

Hooker Avenue

A Queen City Crime Novel, Book 3

 

Being a Good Samaritan can be deadly.

 

Single mom and attorney Jessie Martin learns that lesson the hard way.

  

During a violent spring thunderstorm, Jessie discovers an unconscious woman lying in a roadside ditch and dials 911 for help. Little does she know her compassion will propel her on a collision course with her estranged best friend, Detective Ebony Jones...and one of the most shocking mysteries in the Hudson Valley. 

 

The badly beaten victim, Lissie Sexton, is a prostitute who claims she’s escaped from the clutches of a killer. She’s also a client of Jessie’s new boss, and former nemesis, Jeremy Kaplan, and fearing for Lissie’s life, he hides her away from everyone. 

 

Ebony is investigating a series of cold cases, and the missing women’s profiles bear a striking resemblance to Lissie’s. She’s willing to stake her career on the hunch that the battered sex worker is the key to solving the serial crimes. However, Jessie is the major obstacle to her investigation—she won’t give up Lissie’s location.

 

Jessie’s in a bind. She wants to help Ebony, but she can’t compromise her client, her boss, or her legal ethics.

 

To catch the killer, can Jessie and Ebony put aside their past? Can they persuade Lissie to identify her assailant before he strikes again on Hooker Avenue?


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Wednesday, September 4, 2024

AN INTERVIEW WITH MARTI MICKKELSON FROM AUTHOR KAY CHARLES' MARTI MICKKELSON MYSTERIES

Today we sit down for a chat with Marti Mickkleson of The Marti Mickkleson Mysteries by author Kay Charles 

What was your life like before your author started pulling your strings?

Well, I’d spent ten years on the road working in fast food joints and estranged from my family. All of my family except my great-grandmother, Alberta Marcile Ferguson aka Grandma Bertie. Since she died in a freak canoe accident at the age of 92, 24 hours to the minute before I was born, most people considered me a loner. I liked it that way. When people find out about my ability to see and hear ghosts, they usually decide I’m a few tacos short of a combination plate. “People” including my parents, which is why I ended up running away from home in the first place. It wasn’t much of a life, but I was good with it. Then Kay Charles wakes up one morning and says, “Hmmmm. I wonder what would happen if Marti’s recently deceased father paid her a visit and convinced her to go home?” Things haven't been the same since.

 

What’s the one trait you like most about yourself?

It’s a tie. My persistence (some people call it stubbornness) and my smart-alecky mouth. Oh—I thought of another! I always return my library books. On time!

 

What do you like least about yourself?

Again, a tie. My stubbornness and my smart-alecky mouth, both of which get me into way too much trouble.

 

What is the strangest thing your author has had you do or had happen to you?

Giving me the ability to see and communicate with ghosts and having no one believe me isn’t enough? How about sending me back to my hometown where, as a kid, that ability earned me the horrible nickname “Marti Cray-Cray”? No? Okay. Then it’s bringing Dmitri Doyle, my bad boy high school boyfriend, back into my life. He’s not a bad boy anymore, but he’s still got his dimples. Grandma Bertie keeps calling him my “young man.” He’s not. Really. No way. We’re just friends. Probably. No, really. Just friends. In fact, he’s kind of a pain in the rear. But those dimples…nope. Just friends.

 

Do you argue with your author? If so, what do you argue about?

I try. I keep telling her to stop putting dead bodies in my path. Dealing with the long departed is one thing, but the freshly departed are a whole ’nother matter—especially when people I love are suspected of departing them. She refuses to listen.

 

What is your greatest fear?

Grandma Bertie deserting me and crossing the great divide or whatever it is spirits do when they’re not still hanging around annoying the living. After looking after me for thirty-two years, she deserves her rest and all, but I don’t know what I’d do without her. I can’t believe I told you that. She’s going to read this and be totally insufferable, I just know it.

 

What makes you happy?

Coffee. And Oreos. And my niece and nephew. T3 and Maggie are the most brilliant, adorable kids on this planet or any other. Do not argue with me.

 

If you could rewrite a part of your story, what would it be? Why?

I might not have filled my little sister’s bed with plastic spiders when we were kids. Other than that, while I may or may not have found myself in more than a few regrettable circumstances during my time on the road, some things are better not discussed. (Grandma Bertie has entered the room and told me to say that.)

 

Of the other characters in your book, which one bugs you the most? Why?

Ugh. Dawn Pernelli, my high-school tormentor-in-chief. You know how some people improve when they become adults? And others never get out of high school? Guess which group Dawn belongs to. She pops up everywhere. I would like to go on record and say that she’s kept her cheerleader figure. However, too much time in the sun hasn’t done her any favors. Dawn, if you’re reading this: Sunscreen. It’s your friend.

 

Of the other characters in your book, which one would you love to trade places with? Why?

Grandma Bertie and her crew of the post-living are out. I’m not ready to go there yet. Before I came home, I might have said my little sister, the ever-perfect RachelAnne—one word please and a capital A and dont forget the e at the end—the apple of my parents’ eye, but I’ve discovered things aren’t so peachy-keen for her either. I guess maybe I’ll just stay myself. (Which may disappoint a few people, but Grandma Bertie says she approves. So there.)

 

Tell us a little something about your author. Where can readers find her website/blog?

Since Kay likes to put words in my mouth, I’ll just give you her semi-official bio: Kay Charles is the much nicer, PG-rated, Mom-approved, mystery-writing alter ego of dark fiction writer Patricia Lillie (author of The Cuckoo Girls, a 2020 Bram Stoker Award® finalist.) Like her evil twin, Kay grew up in a haunted house in a small town in Northeast Ohio, earned her MFA from Seton Hill University’s Writing Popular Fiction program, teaches in Southern New Hampshire University’s MFA in Creative Writing program, and is addicted to coffee, chocolate, and cake. She also knits and sometimes purls. Both their lives would be much easier if one of them enjoyed housework. You can find her online at www.KayCharles.com.

 

What's next for you?

I have to spend a few more months at home convincing RachelAnne that I am a responsible (and sane) adult, worthy of access to the money our father left me. Pretending is tough, but so far, so good. Things are getting better between my sister and mother and me. Not perfect, but better, so I might just make it. After that, I’ll be free to do as I please. I’ll also be able to afford to go anywhere I please. Much to my surprise, it might please me to stay right here in Bicklesburg. I mean, all my stuff is here, and I’ve acquired a cat. And T3 and Maggie might need me to hang around. Especially Maggie. And then there’s Dmitri. It’s sort of nice to have a living friend. It could work. It would work even better if Kay Charles would quit dropping bodies around me. Since she’s sitting at her desk singing “LaLaLaLa, I can’t hear you,” I don’t think that’s going to happen.

 

Ghosts in Glass Houses

A Marti Mickkleson Mystery, Book 1

 

Marti Mickkleson sees ghosts. Only her great-grandmother believes her. Since she died the day before Marti was born, her support isn’t worth much in the world of the living.

 

When Marti wakes up in a compromising position with her estranged father standing over her, she thinks he owes her a big apology. After all, he’s dead and talking to her—and she talks back. Instead, he claims he was murdered and demands she go home and do something about it. She agrees—anything to get her father out of her life and into his own afterlife.

 

In Bicklesburg, she finds her once formidable mother in the throes of dementia, her perfect-prom-queen sister now a lawyer married to a not-so-perfect man, and her bad-boy high school boyfriend a private security guard watching over the family fortress. When her mother wanders away and is found cradling a bloodstained garden gnome, she and Grandma Bertie must uncover a murderer before Marti ends up a ghost herself.

 

“Readers will love returning to Bicklesburg and spending time with Marti Mickkleson and the quirky ghosts in Old Bones, New Ghosts!” Valerie Burns, author of Two Parts Sugar, One Part Murder on Old Bones and New Ghosts, Book 2 in the Marti Mickkleson Mysteries.

 

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