Watch the video trailer for this Hitchcockian literary thriller here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZICG3qjKeQ
Turkish translation rights sold to SILK FOR THE FEED DOGS by Jackie Mallon
Turkish publishing house Nar Kitap, partner of Marie Claire Magazine in Turkey, has just acquired translation rights to Jackie Mallon's wondefully insightful novel about the world of high fashion that the author knows intimately.
A starred boxed review for Sam Hawken in Publishers Weekly
Praise for Sam Hawken's novel Tequila Sunset recently released in the USA: "Hawken delivers on the promise of his debut, The Dead Women of Juárez, with his outstanding second character-driven crime novel set along the Texas-Mexico border." "Hawken doesn’t hit a false note."
Colin in the news!
Colin O'Sullivan author of Killarney Blues, was featured recently in Kerry's Eye, County Kerry’s leading newspaper.
Jackie in the News!
Jackie Mallon, author of Silk for the Feed Dogs, was featured recently in the Sunday World, Ireland's largest selling Sunday newspaper. To read an excerpt of Silk for the Feed Dogs click here.
Excerpt: Killarney Blues
12 The sun on the lake sparkles. Only a laden, dark cloud in the distance has the audacity to ruin the perfect picture. Bernard has one eye on it, knows how things loom, how those clouds can hover, then open and pour, drench, saturate. But not yet. There’s a few more hours of this brightness, … Continue reading Excerpt: Killarney Blues
Excerpt: The Last Island
From Chapter 1 “Where you stayin’?” Martin asked me the next day at the taverna. I told him about the tiny widow. “She with Giannopoulos or Papakakis?” “Don’t know.” “Hope she’s not with Papakakis.” “Why’s that?” “You’re with Giannopoulos.” “I didn’t know that.” “Doesn’t matter, you are.” I looked about the taverna and saw the … Continue reading Excerpt: The Last Island
Excerpt: La Frontera
ONE Ana Torres could not be sure of the time, though it had to be close to noon. The sun was an unblinking white disk overhead, blanching rocks and dirt alike and cutting through her clothing like a heated blade. She was glad she was not on foot, though the sorrel gelding she rode … Continue reading Excerpt: La Frontera
Excerpt: Francesca
1 The shooting finally stopped. It was a miracle she had not been struck by any of the bullets ricocheting around the house. Not that she believed in miracles any more. Chances were she had survived only to be saved for something worse around the corner. But she did know she wasn’t waiting for them … Continue reading Excerpt: Francesca
Excerpt: Silk for the Feed Dogs
ST MARTIN’S “Send that stupid Irish bitch in here!” My pencil swerved across the graph paper, tearing a hole in it. A door slammed a little way down the corridor. The sound of scurrying footsteps. That could only mean me. I was the only Irish bitch she could be referring to. Jesus, I wasn’t ready. … Continue reading Excerpt: Silk for the Feed Dogs

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