Swiping What Isn’t Ours

Posted on October 22nd, 2014 by Kate Sutter

Okay, this does seem weird to be swiping chapters of a book that has nothing to do with the DWD or our favorite dick. Regardless, for your perusal, the first two chapters of Squatter follow. If you read it, you hereby vow to donate to the Get Kate Out of the Pokey Fund, if needed.


Chapter 1

Trinity MacNeil scolded herself for feeling so excited, and yet, she could not stop the smile spreading across her freckled face. Seizing a deep calming breath, she dropped her leather satchel onto the porch, and then, her trembling hand aimed a silver key at the front door’s lock. A twist, a pull, and a timid push brought a creak that punctuated the moment, this new beginning.

Her smile widened even further when she made her first steps into the house. She spun in a circle, her eyes taking in the huge foyer. Then, she plopped onto the second last step of the staircase and released a tremendous sigh.

This was hers. All hers. Despite its drab walls and lusterless woodwork, it looked luxurious to her, the proverbial dream come true. While it hadn’t cost her a cent, it came at a very high price.

Instantly, her excitement dissipated, and sadness rushed over her. Her aunt Ronnie had died here just three weeks prior. She was her mother’s sister, and now, they were both gone. Trinity hadn’t been that close to her aunt, or maybe her regret made her believe that. They had regularly exchanged long, handwritten letters and sent birthday cards. On holidays, they had talked on the phone. Yet, she had declined her aunt’s every invitation to visit, and now, she had to live with the fact that she hadn’t seen her since the day she graduated from college, nearly six years ago. The time before that was at her mother’s funeral, only months earlier. She believed that not being a physical part of her life had a consequence: Her aunt hadn’t even told her she had ovarian cancer. The lawyer said that by the time she got diagnosed, they had given her six months to live. She chose the treatment-less route and made it barely two before she died—in this very house, this house that was now Trinity’s.

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From Living Deadheads to…

Posted on October 13th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

Remember that book the author started writing when she was supposed to be writing Living Dead(heads)? Well, she finished it—the first draft anyway. It’s entitled Squatter, and it’s a paranormal mystery. Nope, no Laura. Instead, she’s got a whole new cast of characters. I will let you know when/if it’s ready for reader consumption. While it’s not in our series, I’ll see if I can swipe a chapter or two, just ’cause I can.

In the meantime, she editing it and jotting down ours ideas for LAC 21. It’s a Ginny and Kris weekend. Theirs always make me nervous.

Oh, and she says she won’t be doing NaNoWriMo is November, that there’s no need for any whip-cracking. We are pleased, to say the least. She turns way cranky. Rest assured, though, that we will crack our own whips if she starts slacking off.


Living Dead(heads) Among You

Posted on September 7th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

Our 20th book, Living Dead(heads), is set to be released tomorrow in the LAC bookstore. It will be in paperback later this month. Please try to contain your excitement.

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Blurb: Newsflash: Gossip columnist Heady Heaper whacks the mayor of Granton! But she won’t stay dead!
What other horrors await the 1930s crew at the mayor’s mansion? They’re about to find out.


Living Dead(heads) ready to stand

Posted on August 31st, 2014 by Kate Sutter

Woohoo, the author has completed the first draft of LAC 20! Now, she goes back to word one, but she usually busts butt to get it to third draft. That said, I suspect it will be ready for public consumption by mid-September. Then, she can take care of these wandering characters in here who are in desperate need of closure. Pity for them. Elation for us.

I will keep you posted!


Can you say ‘sidetracked’?

Posted on August 13th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

So, the author was blazing along with our book, and with her other hand, she was playing with some ideas for a new totally unrelated book she was going to use in November for NaNoWriMo. Then, she gets frustrated, claiming that you really cannot adequately flesh out a character without hearing her voice. So, she stops work on our book and starts writing the other one “just to get a feel for the protagonist.” Uh huh, Roz. And now 38,000 words later, she has two frickin’ books in the works.

Needless to say, we are feeling a bit neglected here, and, if truth be told, a bit crowded, too, with all these new and very fleshy characters in here. They seem nice enough, though, and I hope there will not be hell to pay when we do our best to wrangle the author and get her back to our book. Jesus, the things chicks have to do.

Whisper-chant with us: LAC 20! LAC 20! LAC 20!



Swipe Complete

Posted on July 12th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

It is astounding how swiftly authors can get on the stick when you insinuate that their writing is unreadable.

Here’s Chapter 1 from Living Dead(heads), freshly second draft…


Chapter 1

The Murder

“Claudia, I have to work late,” I lied, and it made me sick to my stomach.

“Oh, really? Any idea how long?” the green-eyed inquisitor asked.

This time, at least, I did not need to lie. “I’m not sure. It shouldn’t be too long.”

“Okay. I’ll see you soon then, honey. I love you.”

I returned the sentiment and thought for sure I’d hurl. I disconnected, threw my phone to the passenger seat, and hit the gas.

A few moments later, I eased into the drive-thru lane at Road Swill’s biggest competitor. After a two-car wait, my eyes frantically scanned the overwhelming menu. Road Swill’s was simple and to the point, and it sure as hell didn’t have sizes in Italian sounding words. This was goddamn stupid, and when the crackly voice on the speaker asked what I wanted, I said, “Latte, medium.” She translated my emphasized word into pseudo-Italian as though I were a moron, not a rebelling traitor trying to make a point.

 It didn’t take long to make it to the window where a gaudy cup was presented to me. As I waited for my change, I glanced at my watch: four-thirty five.

With fifteen minutes to kill, I took a spot in the parking lot, cut the engine, and lit a cigarette. A rolled down the window halfway, and January rushed in as though welcome. I was nervous, frickin’ nervous. Pacing would have helped, but that was close to impossible in a car’s front seat.

Now don’t go thinking I was simply being my wussy self. You would have been nervous, too. At least, I hope you would have been. It was not everyday you loitered in a parking lot until it was time to go murder someone. Seriously, that was exactly what I had to do and why the hell I had lied to Claudia. Seeing myself as neither murder nor liar, I was in way the hell over my head. And to shove my head under even further, Alison was my intended victim. Alison! Jesus, I’d rather murder myself than even say an unkind word to her, but here I was.

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Long Time No Hear

Posted on July 12th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

No, we have not fallen off the face of the earth, nor have we been banished from the author’s brainpan. We are very much alive and mostly well.

We’re about halfway through LAC 20 at Alison and Janice’s, and its title is Living Dead(heads). Needless to say, it has not been a nice relaxing weekend at the mayor’s mansion. It never has been, and it’s probably safe to assume it never will be.

I will do my best to swipe Chapter 1 for you as soon as she bumps it from first draft to second. Trust me: You do not want to read it before then anyway.


Hey 19

Posted on May 1st, 2014 by Kate Sutter

Sentinels, Lesbian Adventure Club: Book 19 just got released in our bookstore! Woohoo! It is forthcoming to the other retailers and paperback.

Here are the particulars…

LAC 19 bookcover


Blurb: Eager to spend Christmas at Crappie Cabin, Holly arm-twists everyone into trying to outrun a snowstorm. Even after they arrive, though, it’s still a matter of survival. But, this is the DWD! Come hell or frozen water, nothing will hamper their holiday!


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Mayday May Day

Posted on April 28th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

The author met her Camp NaNoWriMo goal early and bailed from her writer’s-hell cabin. In her hand, she held a slew of very rough draft short stories. She got a bit done on LAC 20, too.

Her focus is now on getting the proof of LAC 19, Sentinels, completed so it can be released. She’s hoping to see that happen by week’s end. If not, a May day in the very near future.

As always, we will keep you posted!


Author Status Report

Posted on April 9th, 2014 by Kate Sutter

The almighty author is in the midst of Camp NaNoWriMo. We’ve decided to rename camp for her this year, though. We’re calling it RoWriShiMo. Has a lyrical sound to it, no? It stands for Roz Writes Shit Month. Seriously, she’s writing short stories from only writing prompts plastered all over her floor-to-ceiling whiteboard. She thought it would be fun, but, apparently, she failed to realize that she’d basically be starting from scratch every two-three days. She loathes the “between ideas” place more than anything, and maybe even worse, she technically finishes one but can’t edit it yet because it messes with the blessed word count. She calls it “unedited shit” and has no choice but to move onto the next one. In my estimation, this it not camp, not a retreat. No, this is author hell.

Luckily for us, though, the other day she had driven herself so mad that she chucked it all across the room and began working on LAC 20. We’re whispering that LAC 19 hasn’t been released yet, another thing that drives her mad. Maybe the next time she chucks her work, she’ll get on the stick and finish up with LAC 19 and get it out there.

Regardless, if you see RoWriShiMo emblazoned on a cabin, run the other way as fast as you can.



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