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Thursday, November 13, 2025

Book Tour + #Giveaway: Real Men vs. Plastic Men by Elbert Jones Jr. @RABTBookTours




African American / Nonfiction

Date Published: 08-30-2025



In a society increasingly defined by fleeting trends, social media facades, and a loss of authentic masculine identity, Elbert Jones Jr. challenges readers to look past the surface. "Real Men vs. Plastic Men" is a powerful, thought-provoking guide that dissects the difference between performative masculinity (the "Plastic Man") and genuine character (the "Real Man"). Jones provides actionable advice and deeply resonant insights on building integrity, emotional intelligence, discipline, and true leadership. This book is a necessary conversation starter for anyone seeking to redefine strength and live a life of meaningful impact.

 



Interview with Elbert Jones Jr.

    How did publishing your first book change your process of writing?

    Publishing "Real Men vs. Plastic Men" fundamentally changed my writing process from one of personal reflection to one of public accountability. Before that book came out, I was simply compiling years of observations, sermons, and counseling sessions. It was a deep, spiritual, and intellectual interrogation: What does authentic masculinity look like in the Black community today? I was writing it for my own clarity, for my sons, and for the young men I mentor. But once that book went to press under my imprint KJ Publications, which I founded with my long time friend and c-owner, author Darrell King, I realized I wasn’t writing a memoir or a private essay anymore; I was putting a blueprint for change into the hands of countless people.

    Intentionality: It forced me to be hyper-intentional with every single word. When you are writing a nonfiction work about integrity, fatherhood, and purpose—calling men to reject the 'plastic' performance—you have to ensure the message is crystal clear, rooted in truth, and cannot be easily twisted. My process became less about finding the words and more about structuring the argument with the precision of a master builder.

    The Community Standard: That book demanded I step up not just as an author, but as a spiritual and community leader. It put me out there. You can’t tell men to rise with integrity if you don’t practice it yourself, and you can't be lax with your process when the message is so critical. It introduced a higher level of due diligence and discipline—checking my scriptural references, refining the case studies, and making sure the tone was always one of challenging love, not condemnation.

    In short, publishing that book made me a professional, yes, but more importantly, it made me a more responsible servant of the message. The writing stopped being just mine; it became a piece of the village.

    What was an early experience where you learned that language had power?

    Ah, now that takes me back. I learned that language had power not in a textbook, not in a classroom, but right in the pulpit of the church I grew up in. must have been about twelve or thirteen. I was sitting in the front pew, watching my pastor—a formidable man named Reverend Hayes—deliver his Sunday sermon. He was talking about accountability in the community, about how we treat our elderly and our children.

    He didn't just speak; he commanded. He used words that everyone knew, but he put them together in a way that had a real, visceral impact. The church was always a lively place, but in that moment, when Reverend Hayes was truly in his element, the energy in the room would shift. You could feel the air get heavier. Folks who had been whispering or nodding off suddenly sat bolt upright. He pointed to the back and said, "The words you speak in the street are a reflection of the God you claim to serve in here!"

    It wasn't a complex phrase, but the way he delivered it—the resonance, the rhythm, the fierce authority in his voice—it was like a physical jolt. People were moved to tears, they were shouting "Amen!", and you saw men who had been slacking off in the week suddenly look down at their shoes with conviction.

    I learned right then and there that words, when deployed with integrity and passion, are the most powerful tool a man can possess. They can build up a soul, they can tear down a lie, and they can absolutely hold a community accountable. It wasn't about big, fancy vocabulary; it was about the power of truth backed by intentional language. That lesson stuck with me and became the foundation for how I approach every page of "Real Men vs. Plastic Men." I treat every word like a stone I'm laying in a foundation.

    What one thing would you give up to become a better writer?

    That is a question that cuts deep into a man's routine. If I had to pick one thing—and this is something I wrestle with every single day as an entrepreneur and a writer—it would be the illusion of total control over my schedule. As the Chief of Financial Operations of KJ Publications, Inc. and a community leader, I’m constantly juggling phone calls, meetings, administrative work, and mentorship. I treat my business like a full-time ministry. The biggest hindrance to my writing isn't a lack of ideas or passion; it's the constant, fractured attention demanded by my various responsibilities. My desire to be accessible and to handle every single detail often leads to my writing being done in stolen moments—early morning sprints, late-night sessions, or thirty minutes squeezed in between appointments. This results in writing that is often fragmented and lacks the deep, sustained focus that a complex work like Real Men vs. Plastic Men truly needs.

    To become a better writer, I would gladly give up the need to be the point person for every single aspect of my enterprise. I would give up the clutching control that keeps me away from sinking into the deep current of thought necessary for true impactful writing.

    I need to delegate more fiercely—to hand off the logistical and administrative burden of the publications company to trusted hands. That one sacrifice would buy me not just more time, but more importantly, more stillness. That quiet, sustained focus—that's the fertile ground where profound truth and compelling language are truly found. It’s a necessary sacrifice to elevate the message.

    Tell us a little about yourself? Perhaps something not many people know?

    What most folks don't know—the ones who only see the author and the publisher—is that my life before this chapter was deeply rooted in two very different worlds: Government Service and Music. For over 33 years, I was a high-grade supervisor right here in the U.S. Department of Agriculture. I spent my professional career navigating the complex halls of the federal government, managing budgets, people, and policy. That experience gave me a profound understanding of structure, detail, and accountability, which honestly, is what helped me systematize the discipline needed to run a publishing house. It was a serious life, demanding precision every day. But back in the late 1970s and early 1980s, I was part of the thriving, electric DMV music scene. I spent my nights and weekends as a songwriter and producer. I had the privilege of helping craft several tracks that went on to become local hits around D.C., Maryland, and Virginia. That was where I first truly learned the power of rhythm, timing, and using language—lyrics—to connect with people's hearts and move their feet.

    So, when you read my books, know that they come from a man who has managed a federal bureaucracy, navigated the cutthroat rhythm of the music business, and finally, found his true calling in serving his community with the written word. It’s been a long, blessed road.

    If you had to do something differently as a child or teenager to become a better writer as an adult, what would you do?

    That is a wonderfully convincing question. If I could whisper some advice into the ear of young Elbert, who was busy trying to be cool and manage his federal forms, it would come down to one thing: Listen better, and write down the messy parts. When I look back, my biggest mistake wasn't avoiding books; it was avoiding certain conversations. As a young man, I was raised to be respectful, to be polite, and to keep quiet when the real, uncomfortable truth was being spoken in the background.

    I would have told my younger self to forget the etiquette for a minute and become a feral eavesdropper. I’m talking about the arguments on the bus, the whispered fears in the barbershop, the raw, unfiltered pain and triumph discussed at the kitchen table late at night when the kids were supposed to be asleep.

    I was too concerned with the surface performance of life—the "plastic" presentation, if you will—and that cost me years of rich, authentic material. I needed to document the language, the cadence, the real vernacular of the streets and the churches without cleaning it up. If I had a redo, I would carry a small notepad everywhere and treat it like a sacred duty to record the contradictions and the compromises I saw.

    I'd capture the exact words that made a grown man cry.

    I'd document the specific arguments the "plastic men" used to justify their failures.

    I'd record the eloquent, unvarnished wisdom of the neighborhood elders who had no degrees but understood life better than any professor.

    You see, my book, Real Men vs. Plastic Men, is built on trying to reclaim that truth. But if I had started gathering that raw, untidy linguistic data as a teenager, the message would have been clearer and sharper much sooner.

    I'd tell young Elbert, "Stop being so proper. Write down the cuss words, write down the prayers, and write them down side-by-side. That's the stuff that moves the needle." It would have saved me decades of having to dig back through.

    What is the biggest surprise that you experienced after becoming a writer?

    The biggest surprise, and it still catches me off guard, is how quickly and how deeply the readers turn into co-owners of the message. When you spend years crafting a book like "Real Men vs. Plastic Men," you believe you've poured all the truth, all the clarity, and all the necessary instructions into those pages. You think, I know exactly what this book is saying and what it's for.

    The surprise is that once the book is out there, it stops being solely my truth. It becomes a mirror for everyone who reads it.

    I've had conversations with young men who tell me the book isn't about avoiding the "plastic man" persona; it's about giving them the vocabulary to articulate the pain of being raised by one. I've had women approach me and say, "Mr. Jones, this isn't just a book for men. It's the blueprint I needed to recognize my own worth and demand a higher standard."

    That was the shock: realizing that the core message of integrity and authenticity transcends the specific framework I built around it. The readers take the foundation, and they build their own house of understanding on it.

    It's humbling, and frankly, it’s a little scary, because you quickly learn that the power of the work is no longer yours to control. My job stops at the printing press. The real power begins when a sister in the church or a brother on the block starts living out the changes the book inspired. That profound sense of shared ownership—that's the biggest surprise and the greatest blessing of this calling.

    Could you tell us a bit about your most recent book and why it is a must-read?

    My most recent and first book, the one that’s taking up all my heart and my time right now, is "Real Men vs. Plastic Men." And let me be clear: this isn't just a book you should read; this is a book that I believe is essential—a true blueprint for change in our community. This book is a deep, unflinching look at what it means to be a man, specifically a Black man, in this confusing, modern world. It is a necessary intervention. We are living in a generation where men, particularly young men, are being drowned in the performance of masculinity—what I call the "Plastic Man" persona. This is the man defined by superficial attraction, ego, fast money, and a refusal to take emotional accountability. He looks good on the surface, but he's hollow inside.

    "Real Men vs. Plastic Men" cuts through that illusion. It holds up the true, biblical, and cultural standard of a "Real Man": one defined by integrity, accountability, fatherhood, spiritual maturity, and lasting purpose. We are not just debating philosophy; we are providing the spiritual and practical tools to move from performance to substance. While the book directly challenges men, it is absolutely a must-read for women and community leaders as well.

    For Women: It gives them the clarity and vocabulary to spot the difference between the 'plastic' exterior and the 'real' interior. It’s an empowerment tool for demanding authentic relationships and protecting their homes and hearts.

    For Mentors and Leaders: It gives them a structured framework to counsel and guide young men. It provides the language to address the emotional deficit and the lack of spiritual foundation that is plaguing our streets and our homes. My writing is grounded in my decades of work in the government, my years mentoring young men, and my own journey as a husband and father. This isn't just high-minded theory; it’s battle-tested wisdom designed for real-world application in our neighborhoods and our homes.

    In a time where the definition of manhood is constantly shifting and often corrupted, "Real Men vs. Plastic Men" is a lighthouse. It's a call back to a standard of honor, and that is why, with all the conviction in my soul, I say this book is a must-read. The very soul of the community depends on men reclaiming their purpose. Nancy Allen, I genuinely appreciate the time you and The Avid Reader have taken today to talk about this vital work. It’s a blessing to connect with a platform that clearly values deep conversation and meaningful literature.

    You’ve managed to pull out truths about my process—from the old song-writing days in the DMV to the daily struggle of scheduling—that don’t often come up, and I thank you for that sharp eye.

    If this conversation encourages even one person to pick up "Real Men vs. Plastic Men" and start that necessary journey toward authentic masculinity, then our time together has been a profound success.

    Thank you again for honoring me and KJ Publications, inc. with your platform. May God bless you and all the avid readers who follow your insightful blog. Take care, now.

 

About the Author

 

 Mr. Jones is entrepreneur with well over 33 years in the U.S. government and knows how to operate a successful business. He has had experience as well in the entertainment field. During the late 1970s' and much of the early 80s' Mr. Jones affectionately known to his many friends and loved ones as 'June' or 'Jonesie' collaborated on various singles by several local DC area recording artists and has mentored underground rap star "D Young". A phenomenal businessman who loves people and live talk radio Elbert Jones Jr. is a great access to KJ Publications,Inc..


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Book Blitz: All Or None by Clive Fleury @clivefleury @RABTBookTours

 


Cozy Murder Mystery

Date Published: 11-11-2025

Publisher: Epicenter Press



Returning to Sydney, Detective Ramesh Ryan is promoted to the Homicide Squad. Zoe Yang joins him there. Now a detective herself, she is assigned as his junior partner. Straight up, the cops are off and running—investigating the discovery of a murdered company director. Following the clues, Detective Ryan finds that this and a second murder may be linked to past events.

As the pressure mounts for a quick solution to the case, the detective finds that he too, is in the killer’s crosshairs. But Ryan is distracted from the investigation by a romantic encounter with an old university friend. He also worries about his mother, Mumta, and her new obsessive desire for grandchildren from her only son. Could this be linked to her recent medical tests? And there’s another pressing problem—the plague of rats in his apartment block.

Detective Ryan’s hands are well and truly full.

 


About the Author


Clive Fleury is an award-winning writer of books and screenplays and has worked all over the world as a Film/TV director, writer and producer. He has written six books, most recently 'All Or None', the second novel in the Detective Ryan Murder Mystery series.

'All Or None' sees Detective Ryan back in the thick of things. His latest investigation into a mysterious death couldn’t come at a worse time. He discovers his mother is hiding a troubling secret and is further sidetracked by a new romance. Fans of who dunnit's, crime thrillers, and cop and detective stories will love this novel.

Clive's other books include 'Off Season' - book one in the Detective Ryan Murder Mystery series; 'Kill Code' - a dystopian science fiction novel set in a world facing climate change; ‘Scary Lizzy’ - a novel about an eight year old girl, who befriends an African child ghost – and the teen action adventure book; ‘The Boy Next Door ‘ - a story of what happens when a teenage girl has a crush on her next door neighbor, who isn’t all he seems. He also co-wrote ‘Art Pengriffin and The Curse of The Four’ - a young adult fantasy adventure about a teenage boy who discovers his father was Merlin the Magician.


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Book Blitz + #Giveaway: Can’t Hurry Christmas by Melissa Baldwin @mpbaldwinauthor @XpressoTours

Can’t Hurry Christmas
Melissa Baldwin
Publication date: November 13th 2025
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Contemporary, Holiday, Romance

The holiday spirit is the last thing on my mind, and he’s focused on his new beginning. But one mistletoe moment might change everything.

Callie
Spending the holidays alone for the first time in four years wasn’t exactly on my wish list. But with a major shake-up at work and more changes than I ever saw coming, embracing my new reality seems like the only option.

And then there’s Travis—charming, handsome, and a Texas drawl that could make any woman weak in the knees. But is it too soon to start something new? I’ve been out of the dating game for a while, and maybe this season is meant for family, friends, and finding joy in my new season.

One thing’s for sure—I’m in no hurry for Christmas to arrive.

Travis
Christmas in the Northeast? In the freezing cold? Yeah, not exactly my idea of home. But turning down this job offer wasn’t an option—it’s the kind of opportunity that doesn’t come around every day.

Still, spending the holidays away from everything and everyone I love is tougher than I expected. And then there’s Callie. I never planned to meet someone like her, let alone work so closely with her.

Now I’m left wondering… is taking this risk worth everything I’ve worked for?

Have you read the award-winning UnLucky Christmas? Don’t miss the chance to catch up with your favorite characters in Can’t Hurry Christmas from USA Today Bestselling Author Melissa Baldwin.

 

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 “Callie, I know this isn’t a typical holiday season for you. I can’t imagine how you are feeling now that…things are different without …”

“You can say his name, Hannah.”

“Joey,” she says softly. “I’m sorry. I know this is a difficult time.”

I shake my head. “Don’t be sorry. I asked him to set a wedding date, and he said he wasn’t ready and didn’t know when he would be. That pretty much told me everything I needed to know. Our goals were not exactly as aligned as I thought they were.”

She places a hand on my shoulder and gives it a gentle squeeze. “I’m really proud of you.”

“Proud? For getting dumped?”

“No. For not settling,” she explains. “And for letting me drag you into crazy holiday chaos instead of spending the night alone, binge-watching TV shows you’ve seen a hundred times.”

I laugh under my breath. “You’re not wrong. This is good for me—I always do better when I’m busy.”

“You might even enjoy yourself at the festive family night,” she says, tying another bow in less than two seconds.

“Oh, I’m sure it’ll be a blast,” I say flatly. “Hundreds of children, awkward small talk, and tacky decor. I’m all in.”

She giggles. “By the way, Anna’s new friend is coming with us. Her name’s Mia. She’s such a sweetheart.”

“Cool,” I say, biting my lip as I attempt another bow.

“And her dad’s meeting us there.”

I glance up. “Okay?”

“He’s a very nice guy…”

I narrow my eyes at her. “That’s great. Is there a reason you’re telling me this?”

She conveniently avoids making eye contact with me.

“Hannah…”

“Yes?”

“What are you up to?”

“I’m not up to anything,” she says, innocently. “I just thought it might be nice for you to meet a new friend.”

I stare at her. I should’ve known she was up to something. She was very insistent that I go to the festive family night.

She shrugs. “Anyway, he’s single. And nice. He has a good job. And he’s very—”

“Stop right there,” I interrupt. “No setups. You promised.”

“I didn’t set you up,” she says. “I merely mentioned that a single, employed man who also happens to be a devoted father will be in the same vicinity as you.”

“Oh, well in that case,” I say, rolling my eyes again.

She smirks and reaches over to take the mangled ribbon from my hands. “Here, let me help. You’re not exactly grasping the bow tying process here.”

“I didn’t get Mom’s crafty gene like you,” I mutter.

She laughs. “No. But you certainly inherited the moody gene from her.”

“I’m not the only one,” I tell her.

She holds up a perfectly wrapped box, complete with an elaborate gold bow. “See? We make a good team.”

“Always,” I say. “You do the work, and I’m here for moral support.”


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USA Today bestselling author Melissa Baldwin always dreamed of sharing her stories with the world. She brought this vision to life, becoming an award-winning, bestselling author of over thirty romantic comedies and cozy mysteries. Melissa is also a wife, mother, new empty-nester, and travel advisor.

Her books feature charming, ambitious, and real women, whom she considers part of her tribe. Although she rarely takes a day off, when she's not writing, she enjoys quality time with her family, traveling, attempting yoga poses, and booking Disney vacations. Melissa still uses a paper planner, and her guilty pleasures include Beverly Hills 90210 reruns and General Hospital.

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Book Blitz + #Giveaway: The Roommate Agreement by A. Akinosho @XpressoTours

The Roommate Agreement
A. Akinosho
(The Agreement, #3)
Publication date: November 12th 2025
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

One apartment. One fake boyfriend. One agreement waiting to be broken.

Makayla:
I’m tired of my dad playing matchmaker.
As a music teacher juggling life with sickle cell disease, I don’t have time—or energy—for forced dinner dates with “eligible men.”
So, I come up with a plan: find a fake boyfriend, let him move in, and make it believable.
Daniel was never supposed to say yes.
He’s a grumpy, emotionally walled-off lawyer who hates chaos and clings to solitude.
But now he’s in my apartment—tall, brooding, infuriatingly neat—and fitting into my world way too easily.
I don’t believe in love. Not when life has taught me it rarely sticks around.
But something about him feels dangerously real.

Daniel:
Something about her captured my attention the moment I met her.
I knew I was in trouble.
Controlled and always alone—that’s who I’ve been.
But I said yes before I could stop myself.
Because moving into her tea-scented, music-filled home was the only way I could be close to her.
She’s sunshine and sharp edges. She hums while stirring honey into her cup and smiles through pain like it’s nothing.
This was supposed to be pretend.
But with every stolen glance and late-night conversation, the line between real and fake keeps slipping.
She doesn’t believe in love.
I never thought it was possible.
But living with her is rewriting everything I thought I knew—
And walking away might not be an option.

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I get to the corner and down a drink while waiting for him. My mind wavers in ways I can’t understand. It shouldn’t be hard to call her and explain I misspoke—a rare occurrence—, but it’s believable enough to scrap the whole idea of moving in with my niece’s music teacher.

A woman that has captivated me from the moment I saw her.  I can break free from that hold and make sure our paths never again cross. I can move back to New York. Yeah, that will do it but… are you going to? I already helped her with the music program, and my niece got the extra time with her. Deals are closed and everyone is happy. I can move back to New York, forget about her and break this choke hold she has on me. The real question is, do you want to break the hold?

No! The answer is immediate. I like how I feel around her.

Luke arrives and grabs the seat next to me. “Hey,” he says, patting my shoulder.  He sits and the bartender brings his drink. He turns to me.

“I have a problem,” I say to him.

“Do you need your brothers?” he asks. Our coded language to pull the fire alarm.

I shake my head.

“If the problem required my brothers, then it was solved. Unfortunately, the problem I have involves a twenty something year old black woman who’s oblivious to my feelings for her.” Luke laughs, takes his jacket off. Guess he realizes it’s going to be a long night, and takes a sip of his drink. “I can’t stop thinking about her.” I released a frustrated sigh.

“I have been there, and the advice Declan gave me was to do something about it, and I’m giving you the same right now: if your feelings are real, then make your move now.”

“She needs a male roommate; I don’t know how it happened, but soon as she mentioned that she was looking for a male roommate, I immediately volunteered to be her roommate just to be a step closer to her. But now, I’m scared.” Luke listens without a word. “I can’t believe I’m saying this. I can call her, she gave me the option to change my mind.” I pause “but I can’t bring myself to take the option of walking away, and at the same time, moving in with her, which really makes no sense but I’m doing it anyway, even though it scares me.” I make a quick confession as Luke chuckles.

 

“Well, if it’s any consolation, I made sure Dele moved in with me fast because she had moved in with my brother, Osei, and the thought of her falling for my brother was driving me crazy. So, I guess I should ask you, if you don’t want to move in with her as her roommate, would you be okay if another guy becomes her roommate? Last I checked you dropped a hundred and fifty thousand just to keep her in town.  I know you are going to claim it’s for your niece but, deep down, you want her around.”

“I couldn’t live with the option of her leaving, and I highly doubt some guy moving in with her is an option I can live it either.” I answer in a firm tone. Bravo, you answered your own question.

“Then you better pack up your bag and move in with her before she finds another roommate. If my guess is right, you’re probably not the first person she mentioned her needs for a male roommate to.”

I down my drink right away, I already concluded that to myself, I just felt my decision was crazy, now I know it isn’t. “She has sickle cell disease,” I say to him.  He’s stunned. “I have spent the last few hours reading up on the disease and I understand why she lives close to the hospital.”

“That’s tough. She probably has crisis a lot.”

“Do you know about the disease?” I’m surprised he’s not asking me what a Sickle cell disease is.

“Yes, Dele is AS and as she explained could have only being an issue if she married another AS and she didn’t plus, being a nurse, she has mentioned it to me about patients.”

I nod.

“I don’t know about her crisis, but I have this urge to be close to her and be there for her when she needs help.” I say

“Like I said: pack up your bags and let us know if you need any help.”

I nod. Knowing any of my brother’s when a decision is made, the next step is to execute, it’s pointless analyzing it further.

Luke and I talk for the next few hours before I head back to Maggie’s place for the night. Getting in bed, I close my eyes and all I can think about is her, her beautiful smile and how easily she makes me laugh.

Tomorrow, our Roommate Agreement will be drafted.


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A. Akinosho lives in her own little nest in Illinois. An avid reader and enjoy reading thrillers, suspense and romance novels (partial to romance genre). When, She's not reading or keeping up with life. She enjoys writing and creating twist to stories. She loves writing about diverse characters, friendship and overcoming challenges through, what is perceived as a weakness.

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Virtual Book Tour + #Giveaway: Extraterrestrial Noir by Rich Leder @GoddessFish


EXTRATERRESTRIAL NOIR

Rich Leder

GENRE: SciFi


Blurb:

A PSYCHO-CRIMINAL EXTRATERRESTRIAL ON A SUBURBAN CUL-DE-SAC

A FAMILY ON THE BRINK OF ALL-ENCOMPASSING INSOLVENCY

A TWELVE-YEAR-OLD UBER-GENIUS DAUGHTER IN THE LINE OF FIRE

CAN SHE SAVE THE FAMILY, NOT TO MENTION THE PLANET?

An extraterrestrial crashes into a suburban cul-de-sac Colonial, absorbs every binary bit of information ever chronicled in all of human history, rearranges its molecules and presents itself as a couple of late and legendary film noir superstars, then immediately displays an appetite for debauchery, depravity, decadence, and destruction, seducing the family into its psychopathic criminal orbit with irresistible Hollywood panache, alluring sexual charisma, and inconceivable intergalactic powers.…all in the name of saving the family from their emotional, marital, and financial ruin.

But uber-genius-daughter Mike Devine figures out fast that the extraterrestrial’s principal plan is to employ its unfathomable interplanetary muscle and implode the planet. Which leaves the fate of her family, not to mention the world, in her twelve-year-old hands.



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Excerpt:

Maybe it’s a missile, or a rocket,” Emily said. “Jesus, it’s really moving fast.”

Is it me?” Carol said. “Or is it coming right at us?”

It’s not you,” Maggie said.

I’ve never seen anything like that,” Lisa said.

Do meteors split off from the flock?” Carol said.

I don’t think meteors travel in a flock,” Maggie said.

It’s like somebody aimed the thing right here,” Emily said.

And then they were silent, watching whatever it was shoot toward them. A fireball, they were now realizing, that was going to hit New Jersey any second.

Jesus,” Lisa said, and the women dove to the ground. There was no time for them to think of their husbands, who, as it happened, were face down on Peter’s green, or their children, who were unaware that some kind of cataclysmic crash was about to occur.

No time even for their lives to flash before their eyes because the thing was low in the sky now and not aiming for New Jersey or Bergen County or Paramus. Aiming for The Stars. And not just for The Stars, for Hope Circle.

With a blinding blast of flame and a supersonic swoosh, the thing shot over their heads and hit the Devines’ roof at a forty-five-degree angle on the front side. There was a smashing sound that was oddly muted and echoless, though the original crash was followed by three successive lightning-quick crashes, and then there was nothing.

Maggie got to her knees first and followed the black, smoky, fast-dissipating trail over their heads to her house, where smoke was wafting around the hole in her roof where whatever it was had gone crashing in.

Oh no,” she said, “My kids.”


Interview with Rich Leder

    What would we find under your bed?

    Nothing. I’m neat and tidy. Oh, well, sure, monsters, but I am really neat and tidy. Except for my writing area, which, at the moment, resembles a paper plant hit by a tornado during a hurricane.

    What was the scariest moment of your life?

    When she was three or so, I lost my daughter at the Avocado Festival in Carpinteria. Thousands of people in the street. Thousands. Booths, bands, noise, action. I let go of her hand to rub my eye, and she was gone. Really gone. Like nowhere anywhere. I’m running through the crowd, screaming her name, panic in my voice, heart pounding in my head, all the worst thoughts in the world racing across my brain screen, cross-eyed with fear, paralyzed with terror. And then there she was. Some other little girl had found her and walked her to a police officer. That, my friends, was the scariest moment of my life. I haven’t let go of her hand since that day. And she’s 30 years old and engaged, for crying out loud. I will never let go of her hand. Not ever again.

    Do you listen to music while writing? If so what?

    Never. I listen to the world in my book. If there’s music in that world, then that’s what I’m listening to.

    What is something you'd like to accomplish in your writing career next year?

    I’d like to get “Money Dog” out into the world.

    How long did it take you to write this book?

    It take me about a year to write a book. But that’s just the writing of it. By the time I sit down to put words on paper (sketches and beat sheets and timelines and research) and then on screen (the book itself: sentences, paragraphs, pages, chapters), I’ve been living with that story for years and years. Living with that idea, that plot, those characters. So who really knows the answer to that question? I guess “a long dang time” sounds right from the moment of molecular creation to The End. Yeah, that’s it, a long dang time.


Author Bio and Links


Rich Leder has been a working writer for more than three decades. His credits include eight novels for Laugh Riot Press and 19 produced movies—television films for CBS, Lifetime, and Hallmark and feature films for Lionsgate, Paramount Pictures, Tri-Star Pictures, Longridge Productions, and Left Bank Films.

He’s been the lead singer in a Detroit rock band, a restaurateur, a Little League coach, an indie film director, a literacy tutor, a magazine editor, a screenwriting coach, a wedding consultant (it’s true), a PTA board member, a HOA president, a commercial real estate agent, and a visiting artist for the UNCW Film Studies Department, all of which, it turns out, was grist for the mill.


Rich Leder has been a working writer for more than three decades. His credits include eight novels for Laugh Riot Press and 19 produced movies—television films for CBS, Lifetime, and Hallmark and feature films for Lionsgate, Paramount Pictures, Tri-Star Pictures, Longridge Productions, and Left Bank Films. He’s been the lead singer in a Detroit rock band, a restaurateur, a Little League coach, an indie film director, a literacy tutor, a magazine editor, a screenwriting coach, a wedding consultant (it’s true), a PTA board member, a HOA president, a commercial real estate agent, and a visiting artist for the UNCW Film Studies Department, all of which, it turns out, was grist for the mill.

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