Monday, September 7, 2015

The Day Before: Liana Brooks

The Day Before
Liana Brooks
1. How did you get started writing?
In grade school, in the suburbs of Chicago, there was a yearly Young Authors Competition. Writing a story was a requirement from kindergarten on. That sparked the idea that not only could I make up my own stories, but that I should. I scribbled down ideas off and on for years and finally started writing regularly after I graduated college.

2. Name three things on your desk right now.
Rocket Racoon (lego) – a stack of books about writing – a glass of water

3. Hamburger or sushi?
SUSHI!!!! We moved to Alaska in January and I can finally get amazing sushi as often as I can afford it. I'm in heaven! P.S. – buy my books so I can afford sushi

4. If I were your favorite cookie I would be what flavor?
Triple chocolate chip, there are dark, semi-sweet, and white chocolate chips in there. It's delicious.

5. Open your new release to any page and tell us what is happening.
Page 74... the older sister of a missing college student talks the heroine about her sister and the heroine learns that the missing girl put the wrong address on her work application

6. Heels, flats or sneakers? (or nothing at all)
Hiking sandals when it's warm enough. Fuzzy, funky coloured socks for indoors. Hiking shoes for everything else.

7. Tell us one tip you would pass on to new writers.
Be yourself. There's no use copying trends or trying to imitate a famous author. You can't build a career as an imposter. Be yourself, write what you love, write what you want to read, and make a place for yourself.

8. Plotter or pantster?
Panster until chapter 3. Once I know a book has legs I stop and plot it out.

9. What is your favorite movie or book and why?
I have so many favourites... let's say ONE FOR THE MONEY by Janet Evanovich. Stephanie is a funny, fun to read about, and the storyline is intriguing. It's a comfort read that I pick up when I need a laugh.

10. What's next on your writerly horizon?
Sam and Mac's adventures continue in CONVERGENCE POINT and I am busy editing that so it is actually something you want to read. After that I'll be writing Book 4 for the Heroes and Villains novella series.

Author Bio
Liana Brooks once read the book GOOD OMENS by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett and noted that both their biographies invited readers to send money (or banana daiquiris). That seems to have worked well for them. Liana prefers strawberry daiquiris (virgin!) and will never say no to large amounts of cash in unmarked bills. 
Her books are sweet and humorous with just enough edge to keep you reading past your bedtime. 
Liana was born in San Diego after bouncing around the country she's settled (temporarily) in the great wilderness of Alaska. She can be found on Twitter (@LianaBrooks), on FaceBook, and on the web at

A body is found in the Alabama wilderness. The question is:
Is it a human corpse … or is it just a piece of discarded property?

Agent Samantha Rose has been exiled to a backwater assignment for the Commonwealth Bureau of Investigation, a death knell for her career. But then Sam catches a break—a murder—that could give her the boost she needs to get her life back on track. There's a snag, though: the body is a clone, and technically that means it's not a homicide. And yet, something about the body raises questions, not only for her, but for coroner Linsey Mackenzie.

The more they dig, the more they realize nothing about this case is what it seems … and for Sam, nothing about Mac is what it seems, either.

This case might be the way out for her, but that way could be in a bodybag.

A thrilling new mystery from Liana Brooks, The Day Before will have you looking over your shoulder and questioning what it means to be human.


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Friday May 17th, 2069

Alabama District 3

Commonwealth of North America

With an asthmatic wheeze the engine died. It figured. Stuck in a man’s craw, it did. This truck had been his daddy’s and his pappy’s, and before the Commonwealth government forced him to replace the diesel engine with the newfangled water doohickey, he was certain he’d pass the truck onto his son.
He’d been playing under the hood of trucks since he was six and now he was stranded. Embarrassing, that’s what it was. He climbed out of the cab to check the engine out of habit. The ice blue block of modern fuel efficiency stared back. Three hundred bucks it’d cost him, straight from his pocket.
Oh, there was a government subsidy, all right. A priority list. Major Population Centers, they said. Unite the countries of the Commonwealth on a timeline, they said. And what did all that mean?
It meant the damn Yankees got upgraded cities and free cars before the ink was dry on the Constitution and what about the little man? Nobody thought about the working class. No one cared about a man covered in oil and grease anymore.
He thumbed his cellphone on. No reception. Figured.
So much for the era of new prosperity. He’d hoof it. There was a little town about five miles down the road where he could call Ricky to bring a tow truck. It would have been cheaper to pay the diesel fines than get all this fixed.
Off schedule. Over budget. Son of a –
He stared at the distant trees. Well, it wasn’t going to get any cooler.
He grabbed his wallet and keys from the cab of his truck. The tree line looked like a good spot to answer a call from nature, then he’d see if there weren’t a shortcut through to town. A meadowlark sang. Not a bad day for a hike. Would’ve been better if it weren’t so dammed hot, but at least the humidity was low. He wouldn’t like to walk in a summer monsoon, not at his age with arthritis playing up.
Under a sprawling oak he unzipped his pants. As an afterthought, he glanced down to make sure he wouldn’t stir up a hill of fire ants.
A hand lay next to his boots.
He blinked, zipped his pants slowly, and turned around. "Hello?"
Cicadas chirped in answer.
"Are you drunk?" The quiet field that looked so peaceful only moments before was now eerily sinister. He nudged the hand with his foot. It was swollen and pale and crusted with blood, just like a prop out of a horror movie.
Maybe it was a good idea to run to the next town.

Liana Brooks

Coming April 28th, 2015

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