I'm Committing a Crime... And I Want You To Be My Accomplice!

Let's be honest, my fellow book lovers. We've all looked at our To-Be-Read piles and thought, "I should probably read what I have before buying more." It's a noble, sensible, and utterly boring thought that we immediately dismiss, right?

Well, get ready to throw that sensibility out the window, because on October 22nd, we're all becoming book criminals!

I'm thrilled to announce that I'm part of the massive, once-a-year, bookish crime spree known as the Stuff Your Kindle Crime Event! For 24 glorious hours, hundreds of authors (including little old me!) are setting their books FREE. We're talking a whole library's worth of thrillers that will chill you, mysteries that will stump you, and cozy mysteries that will make you want to solve a murder in a quaint village while sipping tea.

Your Mission, Should You Choose to Accept It:

Mark your calendar: Circle, highlight, and set 12 alarms for October 22nd.
Visit the scene of the crime: Head over to stuffyoursekindlecrime.com.
Execute the heist: Click and download to your heart's content. No getaway car needed.

This is the one day you can download hundreds of books without your bank account filing a restraining order against you. It's the perfect opportunity to discover new authors and stock up on enough reading material to get you through the upcoming holiday season (and all the family time that comes with it).

As for my part in this delightful caper, I'm contributing two of my own books to the loot! You can grab my heart-stopping thriller AND my latest cozy mystery for absolutely ZERO dollars. That's a deal so good, it feels like we should be whispering about it in a dark alley.

So, prepare your Kindles, iPads, or whatever magical device you use to read. It's time to join the most satisfying, legal, and non-prosecutable crime wave in history.

See you on the inside, fellow book bandits!

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