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The author talk went well last night, not as much as I expected, but it turned out well. Next week I will be at a homeschool curriculum sale in Bath NY. I'll have more information later on this week for that event if anyone is looking for homeschool curriculum.


A pleasant view from Ireland. Has a place inspired you to write about it?  It's a new month, a new book. This month's book is the sequel to one I wrote back in August 2012. It takes place in Lancaster County PA and follows Keast, a former Amish man now Lancaster PD detective as well as Aloysia who grew up near Keast. In the first book, Aloysia and Keast are the targets of a murderer while in the second book they deal with human trafficking there in Lancaster County.

Having grown up in the area, the feel of the county and culture is easy for me to recreate - it's my hometown. The feel of the police and the Amish communities are a little harder since neither are areas that I am familiar with. So, research, writing and interviewing will be some of the elements that I do.

Why chose these characters for the storyline? Part of it is because they interest me - as I said I grew up in the area and the fact that the Amish leave the group has always intrigued me. Why do they do so? Is it for religious reasons? Personal reasons? Family reasons? In addition how does one who is not Amish help those leaving the community?

The arts community is one of my favorite potions of the world. We are an eclectic group all striving to display our art to encourage, challenge or inspire people. Aloysia markets the arts and works to improve her hometown. The combination of Aloysia's marketing and Keast's investigations often collide in the books as do the worlds. I think that, beyond the two characters, intrigued me the most: the variety that is Lancaster County. On one hand everyone knows it as Pennsylvania Dutch Country, but on the other hand there is a thriving arts community there. Still again there is the conservative Christian aspect of Lancaster mingled with the farther afield irreligious aspect. It's an interesting mix and the novels bring that mix into the world - the good, bad and ugly.

Do you have an area that intrigues you? A location with a variety of people, places or cultures? Do you write about them or do you enjoy reading about that place?


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