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May 18

Get To Know Min Edwards

 

ImageCroppedBest_6x6Please welcome author Min Edwards.

Where were you born, Min?
Bartlesville, Oklahoma but I escaped to Texas when I was three.

What do you like most about where you live now?
Changing seasons. I live in far Downeast Maine, actually the most eastern town in the continental US, Lubec, Maine. I’ve lived here almost 5 years.

 

Sounds lovely. What’s your favorite season?
Fall – October here on the edge of America.

I’ll bet the leaves are stunning. Any school/high school/college memories you’d like to share?

I was the titled character in my junior play in high school… JuJu, the Cannibal Queen. Ratted my long hair out to… infinity… and dyed it black. I was really weird and talked in pidgen the entire play.

Fun! Do you have any personal heroes/heroines?
Just my Mom… she died 18 years ago and I miss her everyday. She was ill almost her entire life, but she never let that slow her down. An incredible artist, awesome knitter and seamstress, fantastic gourmet cook before ‘gourmet’ was even a skill. She was also an avid reader and gave me her copy of a 1939 edition (6th printing) of Gone With the Wind when I was in middle school.
A funny thing happened on my way to my wedding. I married between semesters (January) during my Junior year in college. My grandmother was a life-long professional seamstress, but my mother made almost all my clothes until I went off to college. I don’t know how the wedding dress competition started but by the week before my wedding, I was the proud owner of two wedding dresses… one a white wool stunner, dress length but so Vogue! (my grandmother’s contribution) The other an ecru floor length with an elegant train and veil (my mom’s contribution also from a Vogue pattern) The day before the wedding I was still undecided but then I got a call from my grandmother. She’d come down with the flue and wouldn’t be attending. So easy solution. I’d wear my mother’s dress because my mother was in the wedding party and save the shorter white wool as going-away couture. Funny thing though, I never wore or altered the wedding dress but my mother and I almost wore out the white wool one, it was that gorgeous! So my grandmother got her revenge!

Great story! What is the worst job you ever had?
Spending one evening on the serving line in our dorm cafeteria in college. I’d run through my parents’ monthly stipend a week early that month. After that one meal I decided that I could live on peanut butter for the rest of the month.

Have you had any unusual or noteworthy occupations?
Oh my yes. I was a staff archaeologist and illustrator for ten years at a research laboratory at The University of Texas. While getting my MA in Anthropology I worked for the National Park Service re-curating old NPS sites in Texas.
In 2004 I opened an independent Book Store/Wine Bar, A Thirsty Mind Words & Wines, one of the first in the country. During the first of the self-publishing revolution I opened A Thirsty Mind Book Design to format print books into digital. Later I expanded to also format books into print for self-publishers at Create Space. Now I’m a published author writing as Min Edwards of 4 novels and a work in progress, The Ruby Eye, an archaeological suspense. Just recently I’ve partnered with a fellow archaeologist to co-author the whole series of archaeological mysteries, suspense, thrillers all with a bit of romance thrown in including The Ruby Eye.

Interesting! Do you have any hobbies?
Reading of course.

What is your feeling about social media? Love? Hate? Beneficial?
It’s frustrating but I guess beneficial.

Tell us something you are really good at.
I’m an excellent archaeological illustrator (pen & ink) and have been published in many archaeology articles and books.

I’m envious. I can’t draw stick figures. Can you confide something you wish you were better at?
Cooking. I love to do it, but my efforts are hit and miss at best.

What’s your pet peeve?
indie-published books which haven’t been either proofed or edited.

Do you like animals? Pets?
Love dogs and my German shepherd, Zack, is my muse.

What do you enjoy most/least about being a published author?
I guess just the thrill of seeing my writing in print… and having people actually buy it. It’s very rewarding. My least favorite thing is getting lost in all the books out there. When I first came into self-publishing as a formatter, most of my clients had phenomenal success, but now it’s not so easy.

How do you deal with writer’s block?
I get one of my books in progress (and I have quite a few) out and work on that story until I’m ready to dive back into the book that’s blocked. It works quite well.

Where do you find inspiration for your stories?
The inspiration comes from things that have happened to me in the past, from my current home town goings-on, from stories and articles in archaeological journals.

STONE_FALL_3x4Tell us about your latest release.
My latest release is Stone Fall, Book 3 in my High Tide suspense series. All the books in the series (and there will be 4 by next September) take place or are influenced by the fictional town of Stone Bay, Maine. A town on the edge of nowhere; one road in, the same road out. This book in the series is the first which leaves the Stone Bay vicinity. The heroine is kidnapped by a mob boss from New York who she let slip through her fingers in her position of prosecuting attorney in the DA’s office. The action begins in far western Maine in Baxter State Park, then on to New York City and finally to a small island in the Los Frailes group off the coast of Venezuela. There are bad guys, heat, bugs and a darned big snake.

I love writing series because I enjoy taking characters from one book and building an adventure for them in another book. With my new TARE: Talon Archaeological Research and Exploration series, I can use TARE as the basis and add different archaeologists and different excavations to build another story. It seems my mind thinks along those lines rather well.

Excerpt:

Turning onto the highway out of town, Police Chief Nick McCullough rolled his window down. The late roses and asters a riot of blooms along the highway, and the aroma of newly mown hay, the fragrance of fall. Farmers were getting their hay crop in before the run on hay bales townsfolk used to insulate around their old house foundations. That was a sight that people from away always commented on and asked about. It did look kind of odd, but it surely did its job well… bales stacked one or two high around the perimeter of houses, like a fuzzy collar on a tired old woman.

Up ahead, Nick saw the confrontation. One of his deputies was sitting on someone on the ground while he tried to cuff another squirming perp. Looked like kids to him, and that sitting thing certainly wasn’t in the handbook. In fact, it was a very bad idea, particularly with this specific deputy. Albert Mahan was one big dude, and it looked to him like the kid he was holding down with his butt… was not.

The SUV kicked up gravel as Nick pulled into the parking lot. He hoped he was in time to save the smashed kid any further damage.

“Hey, Al, maybe you should let the kid up?” he called as he jogged to the area in front of the gas pumps. “What’s the problem here?”

“I’ve got it handled, Sheriff… um… Chief,” the deputy said as he finally got the cuff fastened on the other boy, the one not crying on the ground. “It’s the one I’m sitting on that’s the problem.”

Will these people never remember that I’m the chief not the sheriff? I’ve been chief for almost a year, for cripes’ sake.

“Okay, but let him stand. You know this isn’t procedure.” He took charge of the cuffed kid, taking him to his SUV and locking him in the back for safekeeping. Then he walked back to Albert and the kid he was now pulling to his feet, none the worse for wear, thank goodness.

“So, what’s the story?” he asked, bracing himself because the “story” was often convoluted when it came out of this particular deputy’s mouth.

Instead of one mouth though, there were two, and then screaming from the locked SUV. Everyone wanted his two cents.

“Hold it! Shut up!” Nick roared, instantly silencing the caterwauling. Nick never raised his voice, never. He was one mild-mannered gentleman. And, Nick, you are also one huge dickhead. You’re letting this job get to you, and you haven’t had it a year. Maybe it’s time to rethink your life?

Glad for the silence, he asked again more quietly, “Okay men, let’s try this one more time. What the fuck is up?” There, harsh but modulated, the perfect cop voice. “You first, Deputy.”

“Um, well Sheriff, um… Chief, it’s like this. Mrs. Carmody. You know Mrs. Carmody, the lady across the road there. The one peeking out her front window.” The deputy faced the house and waved gaily at the woman. “Well, Mrs. Carmody yelled at me when I drove up to get my normal morning deer jerky. You know how I love Gloria’s homemade deer jerky.”

“We don’t have all day, Al.”

“Oh, yeah, sure. Well, I walked over to see what she wanted, Mrs. Carmody not Gloria, and just about then these two criminals…”

“Al, they haven’t been charged.” Nick sighed. His people skills were going downhill by the second.

Bio

I wear many hats… author, book designer, archaeologist, and citizen of the edge of America… the most eastern town in the U.S. I’m a life-long reader, but I don’t chain myself to only one genre. I love, almost equally, romance, suspense, thrillers, sci-fi. And if a book takes me someplace I’ve never been with a story that makes my heart beat with excitement, then I consider that an excellent book.

I found writing fiction rather later in my life, but regardless I’ve embraced it unconditionally. I’ve published four books in two years and have several more in differing states of completion. I try to write every day and 1000 words is my goal. Some days I hit that mark, some days not. But if I don’t put at least some words down, I don’t consider that day a successful one.

Links

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1TLAYAJ

Amazon Author Page for all books by Min Edwards: http://www.amazon.com/Min-Edwards/e/B00J3WU8U8

Website: minedwards.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/medwardsauthor

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

Goodreads: goodreads.com/author/show/8061692.Min_Edwards

Blog: minedwards.com/mins-blog/

Pinterest: pinterest.com/minedwards/

 

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  1. vicki batman

    I love the story of your two wedding dresses. When my DIL was looking, her grandmother passed on her wedding dress. I suggested DIL wear it for her going away dress and she did, making most of us cry. What a wonderful life you lead!

    1. Pamela Headrick

      Thanks, Vicki. I think the wedding was fun although I remember the dueling wedding dresses and leaving town for my one-night honeymoon (and there were some funny things happening there), but my big brother was in charge of the wedding punch at my reception and he forced me to sample it all afternoon until he got it just right. So… the service is a blur, most of the reception is a blur, but the trip out of town nursing a headache is pretty clear.

  2. Jacquie Biggar

    Maine is so beautiful! I agree with Vicki, your life sounds exciting 🙂

    1. Pamela Headrick

      Thanks, Jacquie. It’s been pretty exciting. I spent 2 years in the Philippines as a young Navy wife and another 4 years in Guantanamo Cuba. Also several long visits to London, England while my parents were living there.

  3. Jacqueline Seewald

    I love the two wedding dress story as well. Like you, I only got to wear my traditional wedding dress the one time. However, I can see a white wool dress as being useful for many occasions.

    Anna and Min, excellent interview! The novel sounds greats and I love the cover art. Congrats and best wishes.

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