Author Name: Julia Buckley
Book Title: A Dark and Stormy Murder
Book Genre: Cozy-Gothic Mystery
Release Date: July 5, 2016
Synopsis: Lena London’s literary dreams are coming true—as long as she can avoid any real-life villains…
Camilla Graham’s bestselling suspense novels inspired Lena London to become a writer, so when she lands a job as Camilla’s new assistant, she can’t believe her luck. Not only will she help her idol craft an enchanting new mystery, she’ll get to live rent-free in Camilla’s gorgeous Victorian home in the quaint town of Blue Lake, Indiana.
But Lena’s fortune soon changes for the worse. First, she lands in the center of small town gossip for befriending the local recluse. Then, she stumbles across one thing that a Camilla Graham novel is never without—a dead body, found on her new boss’s lakefront property.
Now Lena must take a page out of one of Camilla’s books to hunt down clues in a real crime that seems to be connected to the novelist’s mysterious estate—before the killer writes them both out of the story for good…
Excerpt: I was immersed in The Lost Child, one of my favorite Camilla Graham novels, when an unlikely phone call changed my life.
In my quiet living room, things were placid: I sat on my couch in blue jeans, a sweatshirt and fuzzy socks, cuddling my sleeping cat, Lestrade, whose large body practically warmed my entire right side. In the book, things were tense: it was dusk, and the Eiffel Tower gleamed gold in the background. The young Englishwoman, Phillippa Earl, waited for the Frenchman, Henri, to get any information he might have about her lost charge, Colin, a sensitive nine-year-old who had somehow been taken from underneath Phillippa’s watchful and loving gaze. She feared for the boy’s life, and the handsome Henri had told her, in a stolen conversation in the street, that he had more information for her. Now she waited beneath the tower in the chill of a Paris spring, hoping against hope that little Colin, whom she loved more than his own parents did, would be returned to her. Lingering beneath her fear was a strange attraction to the mysterious Henri, the man who had murmured in her ear and briefly held her hand, hinting that all would be well . . .
The phone rang, and I jumped. Lestrade jumped, too, but then settled against my leg, glaring briefly at me before descending back into his luxurious slumber. His fluffy white belly was too great a temptation, and I ruffled it with my hand while I clicked on my phone. Lestrade opened one eye, not sure whether to purr or swat my hand—both had been responses in the past, depending on his mood. His face, a pleasing mixture of gray, white and buff, grew curious as I started speaking.
“Lena. It’s Allison.”
“Hey, what’s up?” I asked, still sort of looking at my book.
“You’re reading. I can tell. Your voice is all soft and cobwebby. Take your nose out of the novel—this is important! I’m making your dreams come true!”
About the author: Julia Buckley is a Chicago mystery writer. She has taught high school English and journalism for 28 years, and she is an avid reader and amateur artist. She lives in the suburbs with her husband, two sons and a huge menagerie of animals. Find her at www.juliabuckley.com.