Dial L for Latch-Key by Scott Fivelson (an event you don’t want to miss)

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Dial L for Latch-Key Honors Hitchcock

When is the last time you watched a stage play? Better yet, when is the last time you listened to one performed on radio? If you haven’t yet experienced a radio play broadcast, now is your chance as WMNR Fine Arts Radio will air a production of Dial L for Latch-Key as performed by the ‘By the Time I Get to Tucson Players’ Friday, April 11th at 9 p.m. (Link below)

In the tradition of the great Alfred Hitchcock, writer Scott Fivelson (American Reel, Three Holes Two Brads and a Smoking Gun) crafted his stage play, Dial L for Latch-Key, as a satirical ode to Dial M for Murder with his own personal twist. (Published by Hen House Press)

The play has been performed on two London stages; the New End Theater and Upstairs at the Gatehouse Theater as well as the Phoenix Theater in San Francisco. James Torme, son of the legendary Mel Torme starred in the Upstairs at the Gatehouse production. The radio play has aired on stations in London, Tucson, Arizona, and Portland, Maine, and an excerpt of Dial L; the stage play, has been featured on Suspense Magazine’s Suspense Radio.

The one-act-five scene play centers around a murder mystery, of course. The suspect, Raymond, is preparing to leave town. He believes himself to be getting away ‘Scott-free’ since his wife, G, was arrested for the crime. Enter the Inspector and Bob, a perceived dimwitted new boyfriend of G’s. The inspector brings G and Bob back to the mansion where the crime took place under the guise of her showing them exactly what happened and in her own words. A little mayhem ensues, and strange occurrences are noted such as the large steamer trunk Raymond is trying to take with him. Just what is in that trunk? The style is reminiscent of earlier decades of the bygone days of classic Hollywood. Hitchcock himself makes a cameo; something Fivelson points out is expected. “Well, you know, Hitchcock found a way of working a cameo in for himself in just about every film he ever made. In “Dial L,” I couldn’t let Hitch down by not letting him make an appearance.”

So what inspired this homage? “Well, Hitchcock’s movie of ‘Dial M for Murder’ was an adaptation of the Frederick Knott stage play of the same name. So it was a classic drawing-room mystery that Hitchcock was working with… I think it was the part where the kaleidoscope is swirling, or the colors were changing — something like that — behind Grace Kelly when she’s on trial in this wonderful, fantastical sequence — quite unlike the drawing-room scenes — that made me think — “What this needs is a little more Salvador Dali!”

Dial L is quite fun and entertaining. If you enjoy audiobooks, you’ll surely enjoy this new classic.

Dial L for Latch-Key airs April 11th (2014) on WMNR’s Fine Arts Radio Friday Evening Classics at 9 p.m. Click here to link to the live stream.

Credits are as follows:

DIAL L FOR LATCH-KEY: The Radio Play Written and Directed by Scott Fivelson

Performed by the By the Time I Get to Tucson Players

Phil Gordon as the “Inspector” and as “Hitch”

Jesus Limon as “Raymond” and as “The Man Who Knew Too Much About Hitchcock”

Brian Levario as “Bob”

Colleen Zandbergen as “G”

Douglas Grant as the “Narrator”

Engineered by Jim Glinski

Recorded at JTG Studios in Tucson, Arizona

“Dial L for Latch-Key: The Radio Play” is available from Blackstone Audio at Amazon.com, Audible.com, and other sites where audiobooks are sold.

*  Just a quick note to mention that Dial L is also available as an ebook, paperback and audiobook and you can find the separate formats by going to Amazoncom or other major retailers.

Buy here: http://www.amazon.com/Dial-L-Latch-Key-Scott-Fivelson-ebook/dp/B004TNH9XK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1397231117&sr=8-1&keywords=Dial+L+for+Latch-Key

Happy Release Day April Emerson!


New book alert!

Originally posted on Wyndy Dee:

A new release from TWCSPH :
The Righteous and The Wicked
by: April Emerson

Small moments can seem insignificant until they change the course of a life forever. The sound of a bulldozer. A chance meeting at a gas station.  A gust of wind through a chime. Benign events become something more when viewed through the lens of fate.
Emma Santori is a prisoner of tragic memories. Locked in a spiral of depression, she leads a desolate and empty life, trapped in her decrepit home. Rooted in routine, she’s numb and vacant. As a lonely Catholic school teacher, her only joy comes from her young students. One Saturday morning her isolation is infiltrated by a mysterious architect building a home beside hers.
That man is Eric Wilder and he’s keeping a secret—a secret that’s destroying his life. Filled with guilt and self-loathing he’s forced to move often. He…

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Spice up your April with Harlequin :) A lovely giveaway

If you live in North America and you are interested in a bit of romance and fun for April, take a moment to check out this post.

Here’s what you gotta do to win:


Give me the title and author of your very favourite Harlequin book of all time, then tweet, reblog or share this post to your favourite social media outlet! One random winner will be chosen on Thursday, the 17th of April. Please remember that this giveaway is only for those in NORTH AMERICA :)

April is Billionaires month at Harlequin!








And here is what you can win–I want one too!












Here are some of the exciting things you can find at Harlequin.com























1404_hp_fourFriends_mainSo go give the site a look and see if something tickles your fancy.

And here is a calendar of themes for the coming months.


The final birthday post (after 24 long hours of joy)



Happy birthday to my bestie. I hope today was a lot of fun for you and that you think back on it as a happy and memorable day. When I first began blogging, you were one of the very few people I talked to. (I was shy and afraid of this great, big, digital world.) I knew right away that we would be friends, I had never met anyone as short..I mean as goofy as I was and we hit it off from the beginning. What I didn’t plan on, was having someone who lives all the way across the land from me becoming such an important part of my life.

We have shared laughter, we have shared tears. We share our hopes and dreams and the things that frighten us. We edit and laugh, we take life’s lumps and pick each other up when everything seems bleak and cold. You make me smile at random intervals throughout each day. During the worst period of my life you were there for me without fail every single day.

Our daily conversations can consist of the smallest things in life to the biggest and most important. Many of them would make everyone else raise an eyebrow and wonder if we have lost our minds. Can’t lose what you were never blessed with in the first place.

I don’t know what I would do without you. There is something to be said for having friends that you know you can count on when everything is terrible, as well as when everything is good. My wish for you this coming year is that you realise all of your dreams. I hope it is a fantastic time full of good surprises and reasons to smile.

Thank you, for all that you do. Being my best friend is not always the easiest role to fill, and I know that. No one else could do it better. Happy Birthday.

Now enough of this mushy shit. Let’s go get pissed and dance on a cop car. If the cop notices we can blame the birds.

Love you XOXO


Stuff you might not know about the day Charles was born (choose your own ending)

It was a dark and stormy night. (It might have been, or maybe he as born at 2 in the afternoon.) For my intent and purpose, it was a dark and stormy night. Ah hell, I’m going to begin again.


It was a dark and stormy night. The child came into the world suddenly, unannounced and with a wail of the lungs so fierce he temporarily knocked out all the power in the city surrounding him. He was born with a tooth, a caul over his face and a sixth finger. (In case you ever wonder how he responds to messages so fast, now you know.) The earth trembled and quaked violently as he was cleaned up and got his first view of the world. His violet eyes beheld the first mysteries of the universe that night. His mum, his dad, the doctor he knocked out cold for slapping him on the booty.

He was the child. The one they had all been waiting for.


and they called him _________________________.


Help me out, peeps. Fill in the blank.

You know you’re an author when…(HBC)

11550You stand in line at Barnes & Noble to meet an author you have never even read a book by just to mention “I’m an author too.”


You check only blogs that mention someone selling books, hoping for a tidbit of information on how they are doing it.


You have had at least one serious relationship with a character from your books.


Your mind goes on auto pilot at all meetings and you begin seeing your characters as the other people in the room. Fizzle! Get down from there, this is the school board for goodness sake!


You identify with Poe for more than just his history of drinking.


You identify with Poe because of his history of drinking.


You feel guilty when you are on Facebook unless it directly relates to writing or promotion.


You don’t begrudge the other authors who are ahead of you on the lists any happiness, you just wish they would all go back to what they are really supposed to do–being fry cooks at a hamburger stand and let your book have the recognition it deserves. Order UP!


You close at least one eye and hold your breath when you see there is a new review of your work but can’t see the star rating yet.

You look for any excuse to get away from large family gatherings when the discussion on work begins. “Sure, Aunt Bea. I’d love to walk that adorable, (lousy) sweet, (insane) well mannered, (yapping, nipping) Little dog (rat.)”


Your significant other hears you mumbling at night in clipped bits and pieces of phrases including “Damn you (insert author)” or “just one more para—snooooore.”

You can’t watch the telly without picking it apart or imagining your characters in the place of the actors.

You have sat down and plotted the entire cast of your movie at least once. Or twice..or more.


You are constantly looking at electronics and thinking you should have a back up.



You can get upset with family for interrupting your thought process when you have done nothing but stare blankly at the ceiling fan spinning for hours.

You read this post because you have a literary blog or you are Charles, who is coincidentally, a writer.


A post that has nothing to do with Charles or his Birthday

Okay, so I lied.

Happy Birthday!


Happy Birthday!

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You’re older than you were yesterday.

Happy Birthday!

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Your back goes out more often than you do!

                               Happy Birthday to you!


                                                 Is that a cake or a bonfire?

Happy, Happy Birthday!

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