Friday, February 19, 2016

The Talented J. Q. Rose stops by Penny's Tales - with a giveaway of her book, Deadly Undertaking!

Thank you, Penny, for hosting me on your blog today.  Since February is the month of love, I’m delighted to give away my latest mystery/romance e-book, Deadly Undertaking, to a lucky commenter.

Childhood Experiences by J.Q. Rose
This week a friend asked me if I play the card game, Euchre. She was getting a group together to play the game every Sunday evening at the community center in our park.

When she mentioned this old game, the memory of learning to play it flashed through my mind. My mother didn’t like to play cards or board games, so our family never played them. But when I went with my BFF and her parents to the White River in Arkansas for a fishing trip during the summer after seventh grade, we spent every night playing Euchre. They were patient with me as they taught me about trump cards, right and left bowers which are the jacks, the highest cards in the deck, not the ace.

Staying in the little cabin by the river, spending the day on the water, learning to water ski, and sitting around the table in the evenings playing cards are all fond memories for me. Now after a lifetime of playing the game, I have the chance to play again with friends fifty years later.

Many of our fun times from childhood become life-long interests. Music, art, sports.  Unfortunately public school systems are cutting out these important subjects because of the financial crisis in the state governments. Kids lose out on broadening and enriching their lives not only in the present, but also in their future. Are your schools eliminating these classes too?

Reading and writing have been life-long interests for me. My first “novel” was written in seventh grade. The story was suspiciously similar to Black Beauty, my favorite book at the time. My grandmother was so proud of the story, she typed it up for me. Seeing my words on a type-written sheet, instead of my scrawling on the blue-lined paper, gave me the bug to write more stories and novels. My grandmother, Ma, was my cheerleader who encouraged me to continue to pen more stories for her.

My latest mystery/romance/paranormal novel, Deadly Undertaking, is based on my childhood experiences. The story takes place in a funeral home because the main character is the daughter of a funeral director. Just like me. Who would know better than me about “undertaking?” My two funeral director brothers advised me on the current practices that have evolved since I was a kid growing up dusting caskets and helping my mom haul funeral flowers to the cemetery for the graveside interment service.

I must admit it was difficult to write the story until I figured out I was not my main character, Lauren Staab. I had to make her completely unique from me. The setting and some of the experiences are from my real-life. Just to be clear, there was never a shadow man in our funeral home! At least, I don’t think so…

Deadly Undertaking by J.Q. Rose
Tagline: A handsome detective, a shadow man, and a murder victim kill Lauren’s plan for a simple life.

Back of the Book: Deadly Undertaking by J.Q. Rose
Lauren Staab knew there would be dead bodies around when she returned home. After all, her family is in the funeral business, Staab and Blood Funeral Home. Still, finding an extra body on the floor of the garage between the hearse and the flower car shocked her. Lauren’s plan to return to her hometown to help care for her mother and keep the books for the funeral home suddenly turns upside down in a struggle to prove she and her family are not guilty of murdering the man. But will the real killer return for her, her dad, her brother? Her mother’s secrets, a killer, a handsome policeman, and a shadow man muddle up her intention to have a simple life.
Welcome home, Lauren!

Deadly Undertaking is available to download a sample and/or purchase for the February sale price of 99 cents at the following links and at all major online booksellers.
Barnes and Noble

About J.Q.:
 After writing feature articles in magazines, newspapers, and online magazines for over fifteen years, J.Q. Rose entered the world of fiction. Her published mysteries are Sunshine Boulevard, Coda to Murder, and Deadly Undertaking. Blogging, photography, Pegs and Jokers board games, and travel are the things that keep her out of trouble. She and her husband, Gardener Ted, spend winters in Florida and summers up north camping and hunting toads, frogs, and salamanders with her four grandsons and granddaughter.

Connect with J.Q. Rose online at
J.Q. Rose blog
J. Q.  Rose Amazon Author Page

Marissa Dobson and her story, Sealed In Texas!


After sustaining injuries in the line of duty, Trever Alexander was forced to leave his SEAL team and all he worked for. In the midst of considering a job offer with GAPS, he was thrown into an assignment, one that brought him face to face with the woman he’d left behind.
One day Allyson Mason is living a normal, quiet life, and the next she is on the run. She doesn’t know who or what she’s running from. All she knows is that if she wants to stay alive she has to keep moving. She calls the only person she knows that might be able to help.
Chased by both physical and mental horrors, Trever and Allyson must put their emotions aside and work together.


She turned around to face Trever. “I can’t leave Texas.
“The fuck you can’t.” He now stood near the window, his back still to her. “You’re in danger here.”
“Don’t you think I realize that?” Her voice rose, which was better than giving in to the tears she wanted to shed. How had everything worked out like this? It was supposed to be a simple run to the store, then Anthony threw everything away and dragged her down with him.
“No, I don’t.” Trever turned back to look at her, his hand gesturing toward the door. “Otherwise you’d have been more careful. What the hell were you thinking, not even bothering to put the latch on the door? Are you hoping they catch you?”
“I…I…didn’t think…” she stammered, knowing she had messed up. If Trever had gotten in without her hearing a sound, anyone could have. Someone else could have been waiting for her when she exited the shower completely unaware.
“You’re right, you didn’t think, and you could have gotten yourself killed.”
He stood there unmoving as if she went through this type of shit all the time. She was out of her element and she knew it. It was why she’d called Brier.
“You’re the fucking SEAL, not me,” she spat. “It’s not like I run for my life every other day. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing!” She sank down onto the bed again and stared at the floor. “Maybe I shouldn’t have run. If I’d stayed I—”
“You’d be dead,” He finished for her. He came around the bed to stand in front of her. “A drug deal? Damn it, Allie, are you hooked on that shit?”
“What?” She looked at him, blinking as she tried to adjust to the sudden swing in the conversation.
“If you’re messed up on that shit I need to know. I can’t have you strung out. In order to get you out of here I need you with a clear head.”
“I thought you knew me better than that, Trever. I don’t do drugs.” Tired of her emotions pulling her in two different directions she forced herself to look away from him and let her gaze fall onto the duffel bag that held everything she now owned, which wasn’t much. “Just get out. I don’t need your help.”
“I think you do.”
“You left me…” The words were out before she could stop them. That simple statement was the root of the newest turmoil inside her and was the one reason she was rejecting his help, though she hadn’t meant to verbalize it. She didn’t want him to know that she still missed him.
“That’s not what this is about.



Born and raised in the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania area, Marissa Dobson now resides about an hour from Washington, D.C. She’s a lady who likes to keep busy, and is always busy doing something. With two different college degrees, she believes you are never done learning.
Being the first daughter to an avid reader, this gave her the advantage of learning to read at a young age. Since learning to read she has always had her nose in a book. It wasn’t until she was a teenager that she started writing down the stories she came up with.
Marissa is blessed with a wonderful supportive husband, Thomas. He’s her other half and allows her to stay home and pursue her writing. He puts up with all her quirks and listens to her brainstorm in the middle of the night.
Her writing buddy Cameron (a cocker spaniel) is always around to listen to her bounce ideas off him. He might not be able to answer, but he's helpful in his own ways.

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