Friday, May 22, 2026

Teaser: The Secret of the Smiling Rock Man by Joe Cappello

 




Short Story Collection / Fiction

Date Published: 05-15-2026

Publisher: RMK Publications



In his first collection of short stories Joe Cappello presents an array of characters whom he describes as having “rocks in their heads.” Instead of accepting the hand life has dealt them, they pursue more outlandish solutions to its problems. The reader witnesses firsthand the zany antics these characters employ to cope with the situations they encounter in each story: Mortality…daring to know death’s secret and determined to face it without fear and dread; Workplace… seeking an environment that is based on teamwork and respect, rather than fear and intimidation; Family…taking extraordinary steps to unite an estranged family and to bring another closer together; Language…re-establishing the sacred role of words in our lives as a unifier of people and a conveyor of truth. All told with a healthy dose of humor and a belief that life can be joyful, hopeful and a down-right hoot.


Excerpt

“Sorry I no make Lanford’s funeral,” Samora said breaking in on Win’s memory. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it. “You okay?”
“I’m okay.”
“You don’t look okay.”
“Okay, I’m not okay.” He paced around the yard as the fears he suppressed since Lanford’s funeral that morning spilled out in a rush. “I’m 35 years old, Samora. Where am I going? I been floating around the country, taking odd jobs. I haven’t spoken to my parents in Chicago for over 10 years. And now Lanford up and dies on me.”
Samora felt sorry for the tall, thin figure slumped pathetically in front of her. “Shush, my son. You shouldn't let death haunt you so.” Her brown eyes sparkled as she looked up at Win. “You want to know the secret, yes?”
“What secret?” asked Win.
“Death,” she said. Samora led Win to the front of his casita. “Out there.” She grabbed his chin and pushed his head up, his protruding lips making him look like a fish with a hook stuck in its mouth. She pointed to the view of the Galisteo basin, a huge, flat plain bordered by mountains forming the “Galisteo Wave,” a vista of higher to lower elevations that resembled an ocean wave on its way to shore. “There’s a smiling rock man in the basin. You must find him.”
“A smiling rock man?”
“Find him and you will find the answer.”


About the Author


Joe Cappello’s creative life began when he accepted a minor speaking role in a play, walked on stage for the first time, and came to the terrifying realization that, “Oh, no, they sold tickets!”

Fortunately, he overcame his initial stage fright and began accepting roles in community theatre, the parts of Oscar Madison in “The Odd Couple” and Ivan Lomov in “The Proposal” among his favorites. He studied acting in New York City and performed in a couple of Off-Off Broadway productions including Sam Shepherd’s “Buried Child,” where he played the crotchety, whiney patriarch, Dodge (a part for which his wife felt he was uniquely suited).

He wrote and produced plays for children, awarding roles to his sons and other kids in his neighborhood (earning the gratitude of their parents who considered rehearsals free babysitting). He started writing adult plays and received a number of accolades including an honorable mention in the 2020 Bridge Award contest sponsored by Arts in the Armed Forces (AIAF) for his full-length play, “The Stars of Orion” and selection as the winner of the 2022 Susan Hansell Drama Award for his one act play, “Monarch.”

But the logistics of staging plays proved too time consuming. In his early 30's he started writing short stories and flash fiction pieces and submitting them for publication. Many of the stories presented in this collection have been published in online magazines and anthologies, and some have achieved recognition, most notably, “The Secret of the Smiling Rock Man,” First Place, National Federation of Press Women’s Communications Contest (2022); “They Only Showed Elvis from the Waist Up,” First Place, Southwest Writers Writing Contest (2023); and “Running Errands,” Finalist, Hemingway Shorts Competition, sponsored by the Ernest Hemingway Foundation of Oak Park (2023).

Joe invites you to read more of his work and follow his anything-but-straight-line career at joecappelloauthor.com.


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Book Blast: Her Silence by S.T. Ashman

 





This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. S.T. Ashman will be awarding a $20 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.



Nicole gets the call at 4 a.m. Her daughter Lacey was found in the woods beside her friend's dead husband. He was stabbed forty-four times. Lacey is barely alive. Covered in his blood. And completely mute.

She hasn't said a word since. Not to the police. Not to her husband. Not even to Nicole.

Nicole had Lacey at seventeen and swore her daughter would have a good life. Now Lacey is sitting in a cell, and Nicole's three grandchildren are left behind with a father who is losing it.

But Nicole knows her daughter. She isn't a cold-blooded murderer. Guilt didn't silence her. Fear did. Whatever happened in those woods scared Lacey more than prison.

So Nicole starts digging. But some secrets don't save people. They destroy them.


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I strode past carts and nurses, straight down the hall, and yanked open the door to room 12. But I wasn't ready for what was waiting inside. My body jerked back as my hand shot up to my neck. "Dear God."

Lacey sat upright on the bed, wearing a hospital gown. A doctor stood over her, shining a light into her eyes. Two nurses flanked him.

I almost didn't recognize her.

Her hair was soaked in dried blood. Matted. Tangled with dirt and leaves. Thick blood streaks ran down her neck and across her temple like Viking war paint. Her face and arms looked like someone had tried to wipe her clean with a wet napkin and given up halfway. Just smears of pink and red everywhere.

The bandage on her forehead was already smudged with red too.

Her eyes met mine. Brown, blank, dull. Nothing behind them.

"Sweetheart!" My voice fell apart. Tears burst out of me as I crossed the room in two desperate strides and grabbed her. Held her. Pressed her to my chest so tight nothing could tear her away again.

Not even the nurse who latched onto my arm.

"Ma'am, you can't be in here right now." Her voice was sharp and demanding.

I didn't move.

The other nurse came at me from the side. Hands on my other arm.

"You need to wait outside," she said, yanking at me.

"Get off me," I growled.

About the Author: S. T. Ashman is an American-German author who calls the beautiful U.S. Seacoast home. A graduate of the University of Pennsylvania, she spent years working as a psychotherapist in the criminal justice system. The work gave her a rare window into the human mind, both the beautiful and the deeply shadowed. It's no wonder readers often say her characters feel real enough to step off the page.

When she's not crafting her next twisty tale, you'll find her chasing after her kids, nose-deep in a book, or curled up late at night with a horror movie and a husband who always falls asleep on the couch before the scary parts.

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Thursday, May 21, 2026

Book Tour: A Forced Bond by Ann D. Lang

 

Title: A Forced Bond
Series: Dark Pack Series Book 1
Author: Ann D. Lang
Release Date: May 15, 2026






Forced together. Fated forever.

She was supposed to find her fated mate under the full moon.
Instead, she is ordered to bond with a stranger.

The full moon after Rhia’s twentieth birthday was meant to be the happiest night of her life. Among wolf shifters, it is the first full moon after turning twenty when a wolf might finally recognize the mate chosen by the Moon Goddess.

Rhia has always hoped that mate would be Caleb, the boy she has loved for years.

But when an entire neighboring pack is brutally wiped out, everything changes.

Fearing they could be next, the Red Moon Pack forms a desperate alliance with the powerful Silver Lake Pack. And alliances between alpha families require one thing above all else: a mating bond.

As the only unmated alpha daughter of Red Moon, Rhia’s future is decided for her. Instead of discovering her fated mate under the coming full moon, she is ordered to form a bond with Jalen, the future alpha of Silver Lake.

Leaving her home, her family, and the life she thought she would have.

Jalen never wanted a forced bond any more than Rhia did. But protecting their packs comes before everything. What neither of them expected was the instant pull between them, a connection that feels far too real to be political.

But if the Moon Goddess had a plan for their bond all along, it may be because the Dark Pack is not finished yet—and their own may be the next target.






"Race you to the rocks?" Rhia points to the little collection of rocks well off the shoreline.

"They are further away than you think," I try to warn her from experience, but she has already taken off.

As I soon realize, she is not only an excellent fighter but also a very good swimmer. I love it. I am a decent swimmer myself, but it is not exactly my strongest form of movement. Plus, I am still a little slower than usual. At least that is what I am telling myself as I try hard to keep up with Rhia.

I am right behind her, but there is no hiding my labored breathing when we reach the rocks. On warm days, my friends and I love to climb onto the smooth stones and sunbathe. Unfortunately, it's not quite warm enough for that yet.

Unlike me, Rhia is not even a little winded, and I admire her strength. "You're an amazing athlete. I can't wait to see what you can do without the necklace," I grin at her.

'Oooh, well she's hot!' Hunter's voice comes through the mind link, and I let out a growl. Turning to the tree line behind me, I easily spot his wolf in the bushes.

'Leave now, or I will end you! This is your future luna!'

'Jealous, huh? Relax, man, I was just going for a quick hunt. I'll leave you two lovebirds to it.' His wolf actually gives me a wink before he turns around.

"Are you coming in?" As I turn back around, Rhia is already swimming away from the shore.

We head back at a slower pace, leisurely swimming next to each other.

"Do you think they would mind if we skipped the communal dinner tonight?" Rhia asks.

"Not in the mood for a crowd?"

"Not really. It's just all a little much," she shrugs, then adds quickly: "I'm sorry, I don't want you to get the wrong impression. I am looking forward to spending more time with your pack. Just not quite yet."

"You need some time to process everything, I get it."

She gives me a questioning look when I reach for her hand before I get up, pulling her with me. The contact sends tingles up my arm. "We need to head back and talk to our parents if we want to avoid dinner. They might whip us and throw us in the dungeon, and I don't think I could take that." I wink at her to make sure she knows I am joking about that last part.

She chuckles, gripping my hand a little tighter. We are silent on our way to the packhouse, and it feels good to be walking with her like this. Her smaller hand fits into mine just right.


When Ann D. Lang isn’t writing, she can be found with her family and her cats — who treat everyone in the house as their personal servants and are entirely unbothered by deadlines. A lifelong lover of paranormal romance in all its forms, from vampire courts and fae kingdoms to witch covens and wolf pack politics, she has spent years falling in love with other people’s worlds — and one day simply decided to open the doors to a world of her own.




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Book Tour: The Road Home and Other Stories by Gene Altman

 


Short fiction collection

Date Published: March 4, 2026 

Publisher: Manhattan Book Group 



The Road Home is a powerful and emotionally rich literary fiction short story collection that explores the universal search for identity, belonging, and meaning in life.


From a chance encounter that propels a young mother into the glamorous world of high fashion… to an elderly widower rediscovering hope through an unexpected bond… to a troubled young man battling inner demons—these stories highlight the resilience of the human spirit.


Set across diverse locations and cultures, these compelling stories examine:

●     Self-discovery, emotional healing and personal transformation

● Connection, friendship and Love.

● Written by retired psychiatrist Gene Altman, this collection offers readers authentic, insightful, and psychologically rich storytelling.


At the heart of the collection is the title story, The Road Home, a moving exploration of what “home” truly means—not a physical place with walls and a roof, but a deeply personal destination where one is fully accepted and finds belonging, comfort and safety.


Perfect for fans of literary fiction, psychological fiction, and character-driven stories, The Road Home invites readers to reflect on their own lives and discover the strength to overcome obstacles by discovering unexpected inner resources within themselves.



Excerpt

The highway stretching through this part of Arizona’s desert country is a naked, two-lane strip of asphalt unadorned with road signs, billboards or vegetation. Bone thin, stripped of all but it’s essential self, it is in this respect very much like the land itself. This is empty country. 

The hard-baked sand here is tinged with red, making it appear like a gigantic wound. Mimbreno Apache legend has it that someday the countryside will shatter the silence by letting out a cry of immortal pain such as the human ear has never heard. For the present though, the only sound is the whine of an occasional vehicle as it speeds on through, a semi-conscious bullet in the hot, still air.

... A man about 40, and a woman a decade or so younger, are standing in the middle of the highway. Hands on hips, they are panting hard after chasing their own ‘98 Chevy pickup down the road, to no avail. 

“Any goddam fool’d know better than to let on to strangers he was carrying whole his life savings,” the man bawls. He is wiry and punctuates his words with wild gestures. “But not you. Oh, Jesus, not you!” 

Kayla stares down the highway, where she sees the Black Spirit, adorned with raven feathers, dancing – toe, toe, left heel, toe, toe right heel, and chanting to the beat of his drum. Tom can’t see him, she knows. She takes a step back and the vision disappears.



About the Author


Gene Altman is an award-worthy literary fiction author, retired psychiatrist, and former professional photographer whose work explores the depth of human emotion, identity, and personal transformation. A graduate of Harvard College and Stanford Medical School, Altman brings a rare blend of psychological rigor and creative insight to his writing.

Before dedicating four decades to clinical psychiatry in Hawaii, Altman worked as a professional photographer in New York City. His candid photography and prose collection, Cityscapes: Intimate Strangers, earned praise for its evocative storytelling and emotional impact.

After retiring from psychiatry, Altman turned his focus to writing literary short fiction inspired by his lifelong passion for helping individuals better understand themselves. His stories explore themes of self-discovery, friendship and love—making his work resonate with readers seeking thoughtful, character-driven narratives.

With a unique perspective shaped by both psychology and art, Gene Altman crafts compelling stories that illuminate the complexities of the human experience.

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Book Blitz: Dan Tesson: A Thriller by Sean I'Leary

 




Dystopian Thriller, Psychological Thriller, Science Fiction Thriller, Supernatural Thriller



They tried to erase this book. That’s why you should read it.


Stamped BANNED — DECREE 2039, wrapped in warnings that say DO NOT READ. DO NOT BELIEVE, Dan Tesson: A Thriller refuses to stay buried.


Written two decades ago and now resurfacing, this dystopian psychological thriller feels less like fiction—and more like a message that arrived early.


In a world shaped by control, perception, and quiet manipulation, Dan Tesson is forced to confront something far more dangerous than power: truth. As reality fractures and the rules governing society begin to reveal their cracks, he’s pulled into a system designed not just to influence behavior—but to redefine belief itself.


What happens when authority decides what is real?

What happens when questioning becomes a crime?

What happens when truth is labeled dangerous?


Blending dystopian fiction, science fiction, supernatural elements, and psychological tension, this novel explores uncomfortable territory—where control isn’t always visible, and freedom may be an illusion people willingly accept.

 

This is not a safe story.

It is not designed to reassure.

It asks questions many would rather avoid.

 

And that may be exactly why it was banned in their time.

 

If you’re drawn to provocative, thought-driven thrillers that challenge perception and push beyond the expected, Dan Tesson will not let you look away.

 

You were told not to read it.

 

Read to believe.


About the Author


Sean O'Leary is a local Utah author whose work moves between dystopian thrillers, science fiction and fantasy, children's stories, photo essays, literary collaborations, and reader-focused projects built around libraries, curiosity, and story.

 

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New Releases: Week 4 May

 

 

 

                                                      

 


Here are this week's New Releases for May 24-30:

 Releases May 26:
1. When Sparks Fly by Monica Murphy
2. The Devil We Crave by Jagger Cole
3. Crimson in the Crescent by Heidi McLaughlin
4. Nothing But Friends by Jolie Day
5. Bad Boy Era by Amy Daws
6. Evening the Score by Lexi LaFleur Brown
7. Wilde Flame by Kelly Elliott
8. The Lake House by Lori Foster
9. #Resort Crush by Samantha Chase

Releases May 28:
1. The Muse by Jewel E. Ann

Releases May 29:
1. Cold Silence by Freya Barker
2. His Reckoning by Nicole Baker

Happy Reading!!
Melissa

Wednesday, May 20, 2026

Week Blast and Giveaway: Eliza Waite by Ashley E. Sweeney

 




Historical Fiction

Date Published: 05-16-2016

Publisher: She Writes Press



Celebrating the 10th Anniversary

After the tragic death of her husband and son on a remote island in Washington’s San Juan Islands, Eliza Waite joins the throng of miners, fortune hunters, business owners, con men, and prostitutes traveling north to the Klondike in the spring of 1898. When Eliza arrives in Skagway, Alaska, she has less than fifty dollars to her name and not a friend in the world—but with some savvy, and with the help of some unsavory characters, Eliza opens a successful bakery on Skagway’s main street and befriends a madam at a neighboring bordello. Occupying this space—a place somewhere between traditional and nontraditional feminine roles—Eliza awakens emotionally and sexually. But when an unprincipled man from her past turns up in Skagway, Eliza is fearful that she will be unable to conceal her identity and move forward with her new life. Using Gold Rush history, diary entries, and authentic pioneer recipes, Eliza Waite transports readers to the sights sounds, smells, and tastes of a raucous and fleeting era of American history.


Excerpt

September 1, 1896


Cloudy, first fall chill. Deer in garden again. Need to mend fences.
 


“Good fences make good neighbors,” her aunt used to say.


Eliza examines her muddied property and stifles a snort. There are no neighbors, no cheery hellos or help at harvest time, no shared secrets or meals offered at the door when grief steals joy clean away. No, her neighbors are all gone from this windswept island plagued with relentless autumn rains that close in on the coming darkness.


Eliza removes her nightclothes and rushes into her undergarments, woolen skirt, muslin blouse, and thick socks. She gathers up her skirt, and pushes out through the cabin’s rickety door, inhaling wood smoke and counting her memories, both blessings and curses.


I do not know if I can endure another winter here, especially after what happened last year.


Before the epidemic there had been a store, and a post office, and a cannery, and a school. And—of course—a church. On those long ago Sundays, Eliza had squirmed each time Jacob mounted the stairs to the simple wooden pulpit at First Methodist on tiny Cypress Island, his pompousness preceding him. Eliza sat stiffly in the front pew with Jonathan close beside her. Jonathan’s delicate hands held hers and his small brown leather boots dangled over the front lip of the wooden bench. If she tries hard enough, Eliza can still hear Jonathan’s warbling voice stumbling over the words of the ancient hymns.


        After Sunday services, Eliza and Ida Lawson had poured weak coffee into china cups at opposite ends of the cloth-covered table in the basement of the church. They adjusted the china cups, filling in spaces when others were served. They checked the sugar bowls. They rearranged the teaspoons, and placed them symmetrically. They exchanged glances and shared private conversations in between parishioners.


Did you hear the foreman killed a Chinaman over at Atlas Cannery?


Another parishioner would interrupt. Pleasantries. Then another interruption. More pleasantries.


Did you see Sly Chapman walking Adelaide Winters home from school on Wednesday?


There was always scuttlebutt about the townsfolk, or the trappers, or the fishermen, or the loggers. And always about the Chinamen. In the kitchen, Eliza and Ida would mimic the Chinamen, taking small steps and bowing to each other. They stifled their laughter. Only once had they had an awkward and guarded conversation about the intimacies of marriage.


IDA’S COFFEE CAKE

This is one of the best of plain cakes, and is very easily made.

Take one teacup of strong coffee infusion, one teacup molasses, one teacup sugar, one-half teacup butter, one egg, and one teaspoonful saleratus. Add pinch of salt.

Add spice and raisins to suit the taste, and enough flour to make a reasonably thick batter.

Bake rather slowly in tin pans lined with buttered paper. Tops with cinnamon sugar and serve warm.

But those days are long past. Now all Eliza has is a heap of gravestones to visit.
 

 

About the Author

 


 Multi award-winning author Ashley E. Sweeney’s fourth novel, The Irish Girl, released December 2024. Her previous novels, Eliza Waite, Answer Creek, and Hardland, have won a total of 20 awards, including the Nancy Pearl Book Award, Independent Press Award, WILLA Literary Award, and New Mexico-Arizona Book Award. Sweeney, a native New Yorker and graduate of Wheaton College in Norton, Massachusetts, spends winters in Tucson and summers in the Pacific Northwest.

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