You Belong To Me Blog Blitz Thanks!

Over the last few days, the blog blitz that accompanied the publication of You Belong To Me, has been taking place – and what a blitz it was! I wanted to say a HUGE thank you to every blogger who helped spread the word about the book via your reviews, shares, RTs etc.

Below are links to each blogger’s review. I hope you enjoy reading what they had to say about the book:

JenMedsBookReviews
https://jenmedsbookreviews.com/2019/02/04/you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury-mtilburyauthor-bloodhoundbook-review-blogtour/

Books from Dusk till Dawn
https://booksfromdusktilldawn.blog/2019/02/04/you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury-mtilburyauthor-bloodhoundbook-blogtour-blogreview-youbelongtome-psychologicalthriller-suspense/?

The Book Review Cafe
https://thebookreviewcafe.com/2019/02/04/you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury-blogblitz-bookreview-mtilburyauthor-bloodhoundbook/

Nemesis Book Blog
https://nemesisbookblog.wordpress.com/2019/02/04/blogtour-review-you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury-mtilburyauthor-bloodhoundbook-youbelongtome/

Novel Deelights
https://noveldeelights.com/2019/02/05/you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury-mtilburyauthor-bloodhoundbook

Linda’s Book Bag
https://lindasbookbag.com/2019/02/05/you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury

Cheekypee Reads and Reviews
https://cheekypeereadsandreviews.blogspot.com/2019/02/you-belong-to-me-blog-tour.html

Jan’s Book Buzz
https://jansbookbuzz.com/2019/02/05/blog-tour-review-you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury/ 

By The Letter Book Reviews
https://bytheletterbookreviews.com/2019/02/06/you-belong-to-me-by-mark-tilbury-bloodhoundbook-mtilburyauthor/. Continue reading

Extract from You Belong To Me – part two

 

Today I’d like to continue sharing an extract from You Belong To Me. It continues on from part one. Again, I hope you enjoy it.

 

She trudged towards the door. She bent down and picked up the keys. Maybe if she did as he wanted, he might let her go. She’d read a case in a magazine once about a girl who’d been taken captive by a man in an underground bunker in the woods. Over time, she’d convinced him she was his friend. That she had feelings for him. He’d eventually trusted her enough to allow her certain freedoms. One day she’d escaped by persuading him to let her pick wild mushrooms for breakfast. The terrible level of abuse he’d subjected her to read like something out of a horror movie, but she’d outsmarted him in the end and lived to tell the tale.

She fumbled with the lock, hands shaking.

‘What the fuck are you playing at?’

Cassie wanted to turn around and throw the keys at him. Tell him to open his own door and let her go home. ‘I can’t get the key in.’

‘Don’t make me have to come over there and do it for you,’ he warned.

She finally pushed the key home and twisted it in the lock. The bar popped up. She removed it from the latch.

‘Go inside and wait by the bar.’

The place reeked of piss. She walked across broken glass, discarded wrappers and cigarette packets. She stood at the bar holding onto it for support. The mirrored glass behind the bar was smashed, displaying the optics in dozens of tiny reflections.

He took a torch from his combat trousers and shone the beam at her. ‘Don’t look so worried. Everything will be fine as long as you do as you’re told.’

Cassie wanted to tell him that her boyfriend would come looking for her if she wasn’t home soon. And her dad. Her brother. The whole town. But her tongue was glued to the roof of her mouth.

‘What’s your name?’

She shook her head, trying to stop her thoughts setting fire to her brain. He would rape her. Torture her. Kill her. This was all the worst stories she’d ever read about coming to life. The ones that scared the crap out of her on cold winter nights and made her feel grateful she had people around her who loved her.

‘What’s your name?’ He asked again, waving the torch as if trying to coax an answer with it. ‘I think we ought to get on first-name terms considering we’re going to be spending a long time together.’

‘I… want… to… go… home.’

‘And I want to be a millionaire, but you might as well want a mile as want an inch.’

Cassie forced herself to tell him her name.

He was silent for a short while as if savouring it. ‘That’s a strange name.’

‘It’s short for Cassandra.’

‘Makes you sound like a film star.’

She shrugged.

‘Mind if I call you Cass?’

You can call me what you like as long as you don’t hurt me. ‘I don’t care. I just want to go home.’

‘You are home. I know it needs fixing up a bit, and it’s a pain in the arse the electric’s off, but it’s all about making the most of what you’ve got, don’t you think?’

‘My mum will be worried about me.’

‘So you said. Now, put your bag on the floor and empty your pockets. I know how attached you girls can be to your mobile phones.’

Cassie dropped her bag on the floor. ‘I haven’t got anything in my pockets.’

‘Take your shorts off and put them on top of your bag.’

‘But—’

‘Now!’

Cassie peeled off her soaking wet shorts and kicked them towards the bag. The humiliation of standing almost naked in front of this vile man made her feel as if she was already dead.

‘I’ve got new clothes for you down in your room.’

‘I don’t want new clothes. I want to go home.’

He ignored her. ‘It’s only charity shop gear, but I ain’t exactly flush at the moment. Maybe when I’m better fixed I’ll get you something a bit more upmarket.’

Cassie stifled a sob. Coughed. Wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

He retrieved the padlock from the outside catch, closed the door and slid two bolts across the inside. ‘All safe and sound,’ he said, putting the lock in his hoodie pocket.

Cassie felt as if she’d just been locked inside a condemned cell. She clasped her hands in front of her crotch. ‘Why are you doing this?’

‘Because I can.’ He pointed the torch at a door to the left of the bar. ‘Off you go. Mind the steps on the way down, they’re a bit rickety.’

‘I’m claustrophobic,’ Cassie said. ‘Especially in the dark.’

‘It’s not dark. There’s some battery operated lights down there. Make sure you use them sparingly though. I’m not going into town for fresh batteries every five minutes. Your clothes are on top of the mattress.’

Cassie gawped at the door as if were the gateway to hell.

‘Get going. I’ve got things to do.’

Cassie trudged towards the door. She looked over her shoulder. Thought about making one last plea for him to let her go, but knew it was pointless. She would die in this stinking pub. And it was all Darren Clarke’s fault. If he hadn’t kissed that slag, they would be curled up on the sofa watching a film right now. Or making plans for what they would do after they’d finished college.

She didn’t know who she hated most–Darren or this vile man. She opened the door and walked down the cellar steps. Halfway down, the door slammed behind her and a key turned in the lock.

She reached the bottom of the steps. Only one light was on. It cast a dim glow across the cellar. Metal beer kegs lined one wall like a pub’s version of tombstones. A wine rack took up most of another wall. The floor was littered with debris. Broken bottles. Upturned crates. A mattress with a small pile of clothes scattered on top. Something scurried behind the beer kegs. Cassie didn’t need an overactive imagination to conjure up an image of rats. And spiders. And cockroaches.

She fell onto the filthy mattress and buried her head in the clothes. No one knew she was here. He could do exactly as he pleased. Her parents would probably call the cops as soon as it became clear she was missing. Ping a million questions at Darren. Go frantic with worry. And there was nothing they could do to help her.

Welcome to hell.

 

 

I hope that you’ve enjoyed these extracts and will enjoy reading the rest of the book.

You can also see what early ARC reviewers have thought of the book, and add it to your TBR over on Goodreads.

You can now pre-order your copy of You Belong To Me from Amazon for 99p or 99c.

 

Thank you for your continued support.

Best wishes,

Mark.

Book Review. The Author Blog: Easy Blogging for Busy Authors by Anne R. Allen

Having been a fan of Anne R. Allen’s blog for some time now, I was very pleased to discover she’d complied a book to assist all author bloggers. I’ll start off by saying that it’s a must read which I highly recommend. But, before my review, here’s some information about it:

Book Description:

An easy-does-it guide to simple, low-tech blogging for authors who want to build a platform, but not let it take over their lives.

An author blog doesn’t have to follow the rules that monetized business blogs do. This book teaches the secrets that made Anne R. Allen a multi-award-winning blogger and one of the top author-bloggers in the industry.

And you’ll learn why having a successful author blog is easier than you think.

Here are some things you’ll learn in this book:

•How an author blog is different—and easier to maintain—than a business blog
•What authors should blog about at different stages of their careers
•Choosing the right blog topics for your genre and audience
•How one type of blogpost can build your platform quickly
•Basic SEO tips that don’t make your eyes glaze over with tech jargon
•How to write headers that will grab the attention of Web surfers
•How to keep your audience by learning the tricks of content writing
•Essential blog and social media etiquette rules
•What happens to your blog when you die?

“Anne writes the essential blog for today’s writers.” Mystery author Carmen Amato.

“I love following the blog of Anne R. Allen…for up-to-date tips and helpful articles for writers on what’s current in the publishing world.” Author D. G. Kaye.

“BRILLIANT! One of the Top 10 Resources for Self-Publishing Authors.” author Mark Tilbury.

“Anne is one of the most successful author-bloggers out there.” Reedsy

“One of the Top 15 Blogs for Indie Authors to Follow…I adore Anne’s blog. Aside from being one smart lady, her mix of sass and education is priceless.” Social media strategist and manager Frances Caballo

“You know what a huge fan I am of Anne R. Allen’s blog…absolutely marvelous.” Romance author Collette Cameron

“I recommend following the publishing blogs of both Jane Friedman and Anne R. Allen…I’ve implemented many of their tips, which have helped boost my SEO.” New York Times bestseller Eileen Goudge in Publisher’s Weekly

The Author Blog: Easy Blogging for Busy Authors by Anne R. Allen on UK Amazon

The Author Blog: Easy Blogging for Busy Authors by Anne R. Allen on US Amazon

 

My Review:

This book is a must-read for all authors who blog. Any author who is trying to balance their blogging with their WIP (work in progress) needs to read Anne’s advice within these pages. How author blogs are different to business blogs and why slow-blogging is actually the best kind for authors, are just a couple of the many topics covered.

I’m already a massive fan of Anne’s blog, and this book is written in the same humourous, yet highly informative style as her blog posts. Sharing her own blogging successes and mistakes, she explains how and why things need to be done in certain ways.  Anne makes the whole blogging process seem accessible to everyone, no matter what you’re working on or your level of technical expertise.

I’ve been blogging for a couple of years now, and there are certainly things I need to improve on, but with the help of this book it seems so much more do-able.

If you’re a fellow author with a blog, then I highly recommend you get yourself a copy of this book, and see where your blog can take you.

 

About Anne:

Anne R. Allen is the author of the Camilla Randall mysteries, three stand-alone comedies, and two nonfiction guides for writers: “HOW TO BE A WRITER IN THE E-AGE” co-authored with Amazon #1 bestselling author, Catherine Ryan Hyde, and THE AUTHOR BLOG: EASY BLOGGING FOR BUSY AUTHORS.

The Camilla Randall mysteries include THE BEST REVENGE, GHOSTWRITERS IN THE SKY, SHERWOOD, LTD. NO PLACE LIKE HOME, SO MUCH FOR BUCKINGHAM, and THE QUEEN OF STAVES. The first three are available as a boxed set. The stand-alones are THE GATSBY GAME, THE LADY OF THE LAKEWOOD DINER, and FOOD OF LOVE.

The three stand-alones are available in one boxed set: BOOMER WOMEN: THREE COMEDIES ABOUT A GENERATION THAT CHANGED THE WORLD. Anne also has a collection of poetry and short fiction titled WHY GRANDMA BOUGHT THAT CAR.

All of her books are currently published by Kotu Beach Press.

Anne’s blog, which she shares with New York Times bestseller Ruth Harris, was named one of the Best 101 Websites for Writers by Writer’s Digest.

Anne is a graduate of Bryn Mawr College and spent twenty-five years in the theater–acting and directing–before taking up fiction writing. She is the former artistic director of the Patio Playhouse in Escondido, CA and now lives on the Central Coast of California.

 

Anne on social media:

Blog: https://annerallen.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/annerallen1

Twitter: https://twitter.com/annerallen

Google+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+AnneRAllen

 

I hope you find both Anne’s blog and book as useful as I have.

As always, thank you for your support.

All the best,

Mark.

 

Fiction in Cumbria

After living in Oxfordshire my whole live, Royal Navy service apart, I’m now about to move to Cumbria on the North West coast of England. The change of scene has got me thinking about the fiction that has been, and still is being, created in the area I’m moving to.

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One of the most famous authors to have lived in Cumbria was poet William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) .William Wordsworth He was born in a village called Cockermouth and then later lived in Grasmere with his wife and children. His most famous collection of poems (The Prelude) wasn’t published until after his death by his wife, Mary. At the time, very little was thought of these poems, but since then they have been considered some of his best work. Visitors to the area can go to both the house he was born in, and the cottage he lived in as an adult. Continue reading

We Are Not Amused

– ‘Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite: Fool! Said my muse to me, look in thy heart and write.’ – Philip Sidney

muse-on-beach-finished It’s Monday morning, it’s raining, it’s cold, and I’m sitting at my desk with a blank screen on my PC and a blank look on my face. I wait in vain for inspiration to come and grab me by the… imagination. Where is my muse when I need him the most? Probably sitting on a beach somewhere, topping up his suntan and watching the world go by while I sit here abandoned and all alone.

So what to do on those days when you’re struggling to write anything at all? Perhaps this piece of advice from Dorothea Brande might help. First off, try getting up a little earlier than normal and begin writing as soon as possible. Don’t talk, don’t read anything, just write down the first thing that comes into your head. It might be last night’s dream, or perhaps a conversation from yesterday, but get it down on paper. Write rapidly and without giving any attention to the value of what you are writing. This is a training exercise in writing in the twilight zone between sleep and the full waking state. Forget that you have any critical facility. The unconscious mind is in the ascendant, so leave it free to rise. Continue reading