Welcome Author Chrys Fey & Blake Herro, of 30 Seconds!
Give a warm welcome to Chrys Fey, author of 30 Seconds Before!
Pull up a chair, grab a drink of your choice from the cooler, a Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter cookie from the plate, and let’s find out a little about Chrys’ and her HOT undercover Herro.
Thanks for stopping by Blake Herro. Interesting name. Tell us about the real you—
What event in your past has left the most indelible impression on you?
I’ve seen a lot on the job that can’t be erased from my memory. But most haunting is a crime scene described in 30 Seconds Before. Instead of repeating it, I’ll just share it.
EXCERPT:
A year ago, he walked into a house to find two children—a two-year-old girl and a four-year-old boy— shot in the head next to their dead parents. The mother’s body was draped over her babies, trying to shield them. She had been shot twice—once in the back and the fatal shot to the back of her head. In the man’s hand was a pistol. A hole gaped above his right ear where he blew out his brains. Their blood pooled together, creating a red ocean.
The sight haunted Blake for weeks. Everywhere he looked, he saw the images of the murder-suicide. The baby girl wearing a pink bow in her hair, and the boy clutching a toy—a police car—in his hand. Even though she was dead, terror still rose off the mother in waves. A pot of stew had been bubbling on the stove when Blake and Max got there; the mother had been making dinner for her family when her husband pulled a gun on them.
What do you most value?
My police shield. I am extremely proud to be a police officer. I live for my job. No one can stop me from serving the city I love or protecting its people. This is what I wanted to do since I was a kid. I take it as seriously as breathing.
What is the type of woman you want to spend the rest of your life with?
A tough woman with enough quirk to make me laugh and passion to keep me on my toes. She’d have to accept my job and the danger that comes with it. And if that woman enjoyed the same music and movies as I do, I could spend forever with her.
What do you consider most important in life?
I’m inclined to say life, but that would be cheating. Everyone says family, and that would be typical. So, I’ll go with happiness. Isn’t that what we all want, deserve, and strive for?
What is your biggest secret?
I’m undercover in the Mob.
I suppose we should keep that little tidbit to our selves, huh? your secret is safe with us. Thanks for giving us a bit of your time.
Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to visit with us Chrys!
Chrys Fey is the author of the Disaster Crimes Series (Hurricane Crimes and Seismic Crimes), as well as these releases from The Wild Rose Press: 30 Seconds, Ghost of Death, and Witch of Death. She is an administrator for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group and heads their monthly newsletter.
You can find Chrys at: Website / Blog / Facebook / Twitter
Hey Chrys, tell us a little about writing this story. Was it fun or difficult?
I enjoyed writing 30 Seconds Before because it’s the prequel to 30 Seconds, my romantic-suspense novella about a woman in the middle of a war between a police force and the Mob. 30 Seconds Before follows Officer Blake Herro as he goes undercover in the Mob, It reveals what he goes though. The end leads right into the opening of 30 Seconds.
Whenever I say that writing this story was easy, people ask me if I was ever undercover in the Mob. Well, if I was . . . I wouldn’t be able to reveal that. *wink*
Well, noooo… But your picture is posted. Tell us a little about #30 Seconds Before.
Blake Herro is a cop in the Cleveland Police Force. Ever since he was a child he wanted to do right by the city he loved by cleaning up the streets and protecting its citizens. Red, a notorious mobster, has other plans.
On a bitter December night, ten police officers are drawn into a trap and killed by Red’s followers. Blake wants to bring down the Mob to avenge his fallen brothers and to prevent other cops from being murdered. Except the only way he can do that is by infiltrating the Mob.
Every minute he’s with these mobsters he’s in danger. Around every corner lies the threat of coming face to face with a gun. Will he make it out of the Mob alive or will he be their next victim?
BOOK LINKS:
Amazon US / Amazon UK / Amazon CA
Nook / Kobo / The Wild Rose Press
It was wonderful having you with us today. Please feel free to stop by anytime. Good Luck with 30 Seconds Before.
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Posted in Authors' Secrets Blog and tagged Adventures, Mob, Police, Romance, Suspense by Tena Stetler with 2 comments.
Camping Season – The Perils of Getting a Late Start
Can you believe it’s camping season again? Seems it was just Christmas and winter. Hey, wait a minute, it was just winter, Colorado had significant snow through April and into the first weeks of May. My daffodils, crocus and tulips did their best even through the snow.
Snow and winter weather made us late de-winterizing (is that even a word?) our fifth wheel trailer and truck. Uncovering the 
trailer in the wind was an experience in itself. Imagine a thirty-foot long, thirteen foot high cover billowing in twenty-five mph wind as you try to fold it up. Nearly took me off my feet (Dorthy from OZ swirls through my mine) as my hubby shouts, “Fold it the other way. ”Yeah, right, I could if I could get it on the ground,” I retorted, my words swallowed up by the wind. What’s the use of a good retort when no one hears. Kinda like that question, if a tree falls in the forest and no one is around, does it still make a sound?
Any way I digress. While parking the fifth wheel in the driveway, a strong odor of fuel permeated my nostrils, I looked under the truck and saw a steady stream of liquid puddling below the vehicle. Peering at my husband I said, “Is that supposed to be happening?” I point under the truck to the leaking fuel. “#*#? no,” he said.
After a tirade of not nice words from under the truck, my hubby ascertained the fuel pump was leaking. Okay, so you think, no big deal, just get it fixed. Right?” No way! Because my hubby trusts no one to work on his vehicles, especially brakes and fuel system, he spent Memorial Day Weekend draining a thirty six gallon gas tank. Of course we’d just filled it. He pulled the tank out and replaced the fuel pump. That done, the tank back in place, we took truck and trailer to a tire store for 8 new tires all around. Bank account drained, we brought the vehicles back and parked them in the driveway, much to the chagrin of our homeowners association (that’s a whole different story). People who don’t own an RV should never decide how long it takes to get ready. Still had to de-winterize the trailer, and get it ready for camping.
Hubby crawls under the trailer only to find a bolt holding the slide-out mechanism sheared off. What a
disaster if we’d been going down the highway. Thank goodness we weren’t. Hubby sprinted downstairs to his ton of important stuff that fills the basement and found exactly the bolt he needed. Then proceeded to remind me that’s why he keeps all the junk I bitch about. Okay… enough said. Further inspection and the trailer ground brace is loose, another trip in the basement and taa daa a can of screws and the brace is repaired.
Kayaks loaded, truck full of fuel (not leaking), trailer packed with human, dog, parrot and turtle necessities
Steamboat Lake
we’re ready. Let the camping adventures begin. On our agenda this year, Steamboat Lake, Rocky Mountain National Park, Lake Vallecito, Twin Lakes in San Isabell National Forest, and Cheyenne Mountain State Park. Note to self: Next year regardless of what Mother Nature throws at us, the fifth wheel comes out of storage in April.
Oh, by the way, I figured you’d rather look at pictures of places we’ve camped, rather than repairs in our driveway made this year. Was I right?
Where are you going? Did you have as much trouble getting ready as we did? I’d love to hear from you! Next week, we’ll check out favorite camping spots.
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Posted in Camping, For Fun, My Say What Blog and tagged Adventures, camping, Fifth wheel, repairs, Rocky Moutian National Park, Steamboat Lake, Twin Lakes by Tena Stetler with comments disabled.
Camping is Over the Holidays Are Here – No Place to Hide
Camping season is over, the fifth wheel is all sung in its storage space under it’s cover until next summer. Well, really early spring, I hope, weather permitting.
The holidays are careening towards us, with Thanksgiving just passed with Christmas on its bumper only a few weeks away. I did survive Gray Thursday, Black Friday and Cyber Monday, but barely. Yes, my Christmas shopping is all done, no thanks to the aforementioned shopping days. 
Rather than brave the crowds, I hid in my house under mounds of Christmas decorations, deciding which ones went up first, the outside or the inside. And did all the lights still work? I stood knee deep in strands of lights and threw up my hands. Decided the weather was much too nice, grabbed my husband, dog and parrot and went for a glorious walk. To my chagrin, the elves didn’t put up the decorations, so we did it ourselves.
With the decorating chore behind us, we can concentrate on enjoying the holidays with friends and family, then try to relax. Okay, only kidding about the relaxing. Still Christmas light looking and cooking to do, a group Christmas letter to write to be included in Christmas Cards that will delight.
To everyone who read my blog this year, Thank You! I wish you all a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and a very prosperous New Year! Join me next year for more camping adventures and a new experience as I scamper through the path of traditional publishing. My first book, a paranormal romance, is due out in 2015. I will keep you apprised of my progress and a more definite release date. BE SAFE AND ENJOY THIS HOLIDAY SEASON! I look forward to hearing from you next year!
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Posted in My Say What Blog, Uncategorized, What If... and tagged Adventures, Book, camping, Holidays, Paranormal, Publishing, Romance by Tena Stetler with comments disabled.
