When I finished the first Frank Nagler book, “The Swamps of Jersey,” I asked myself , Okay, now what do I do? Where is the second book coming from?
So I did this time what I did the last time: Start writing and see what happens.
What happened is “A Game Called Dead,” and this time someone is trying to kill Nagler and all his associates.
“The air was industrial, bruised, like water washed in oil, breath filtered through dirt and hung out to dry, a speckled white sheet upon which the city wiped its wet fingers.
The bare whistled moan of a morning transit train crossing Morris was wrapped in the soft fog of dawn, the colored day muted to gray, padded to silence.
On the eastern hills, life as blood-crimson sunlight leaked along the ridgeline, dripped down craggy slopes to pool on the valley floor.”
A reminder, I am on a mystery writer’s panel at the BooksNJ2015 fair at Paramus Public Library from 1 to 1:40 p.m. Sunday, June 14.
The book festival runs from 1 to 5 p.m.
The panel runs from 1 to 1:40 p.m.
Information at: http://www.booksnj.org