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THEY CALL ME CRAZY

by Kelly Stone Gamble

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Synopsis: 

Cass Adams is crazy, and everyone in Deacon, Kansas, knows it. But when her good-for-nothing husband, Roland, goes missing, no one suspects that Cass buried him in their unfinished koi pond. Too bad he doesn’t stay there for long. Cass gets arrested on the banks of the Spring River for dumping his corpse after heavy rain partially unearths it. The police chief wants a quick verdict—he’s running for sheriff and has no time for crazy talk. But like Roland’s corpse, secrets start to surface, and they bring more to light than anybody expected. 

Everyone in Cass’s life thinks they know her—her psychic grandmother, her promiscuous ex-best friend, her worm-farming brother-in-law, and maybe even her local ghost. But after years of separate silences, no one knows the whole truth. 

Except Roland. And he’s not talking.

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About the Author:

Kelly Stone Gamble was born and raised in a small Midwestern town but as an adult, became a city girl. As a member of the faculty at Southeastern Oklahoma State University, she now moves between her homes in Henderson, Nevada and Idabel, Oklahoma allowing her to enjoy the best of both worlds. 

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What readers & reviewers are saying about They Call Me Crazy

"Fried Green Tomatoes meets Dolores Claiborne. This character-rich southern gothic-esque tale will keep you guessing up to the very end." - New York Times Bestselling Author Kate Moretti

"Great storytelling, great plot, great characters. A definite must read!" Kelly Smith Reviews

"In just a few pages, you're sucked into a crazy, and sometimes hilarious, mystery into the death of Roland..." The Gal in the Blue Mask

"... an entertaining read that pulled me in and kept me reading till my eyes wouldn't stay open any longer." Big Al's Books & Pals

"This was a fun, fast-paced book that I read in a day." A Book Geek

""... an outright enjoyable read for me as I was glued to my Kindle, waiting to see whose secret would be revealed next." Crystal's Many Reviewers

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NEW RELEASE! Call Me Daddy by Kelly Stone Gamble

******Release Day October 6, 2016******

CALL ME DADDY 

Kelly Stone Gamble

Cass Adams comes from a long line of crazy, and she's no exception. Now that Cass is pregnant, she fears passing along the family burden to her unborn child. But, that's only one of Cass' problems: the other is the man she ran over with her truck, who has come to Deacon looking for a compatible liver donor for his alcoholic father, Freddy Adams. Thirty-five years ago, Freddy left Deacon without a trace, leaving behind his wife and two sons: Roland, Cass' first husband, and Clay, the father of her baby.

Clay Adams is your average laid back worm farmer, but the news of Freddy's whereabouts and the notice that he has a half-brother he's never known, forces him to address the anger and resentment of abandonment he has kept in check for many years.

Call Me Daddy is a story of family, the secrets they keep, and to what lengths someone would go to protect them.

This sequel to They Call Me Crazy can be read as a standalone novel.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: 

Kelly Stone Gamble was born and raised in a small Midwestern town but as an adult, became a city girl. As a member of the faculty at Southeastern Oklahoma State University, she now moves between her homes in Henderson, Nevada and Idabel, Oklahoma allowing her to enjoy the best of both worlds.  

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Confidence, Because F*ck You by Joelyn Drennan #CallMeDaddy

In anticipation of the upcoming release of my novel, Call Me Daddy, I asked for stories about family: the fun, the inspirational, the heartwarming moments that make us part of a family. Confidence, Because F*ck You, is in classic Joelynn Drennan style (which is why I adore her):

Confidence, Because F*ck You

In my early teen years, the last thing I wanted was to be seen with my parents—especially on a weekend. That I actually enjoyed their company was irrelevant. In the event of running into peers while out with my parents, I’d have betrayed their existence faster than Judas betrayed Jesus. That is, until my father taught me a valuable, though unintentional, lesson in self-confidence.

             

One summer, on the way home from a long day spent at the beach, I begged my parents to stop for ice cream. “We always stop at Fox’s,” I said, citing the unofficial tradition. Despite their exhaustion, the heavy traffic, and its out-of-the-way location, my parents honored the request and drove over to Fox’s Ice Cream Parlor.

             

Once inside, my dad ordered his usual black-raspberry sherbet and my mom ordered her usual rocky road ice cream. I’d just decided on a double scoop of mint-chocolate chip when a group of boys about my age entered the shop and settled at a corner table. All of them had deep tans and sun-bleached hair and were dressed head-to-toe in Abercrombie & Fitch—the epitome of cool in 1997. Suddenly, I was uninterested in ice cream. In fact, ice cream was lame and my parents were assholes for dragging me in there. I moved away from the counter, attempting to look cool and aloof. Dad whistled in my direction.

           

          “Hey, are you going to pick something or what?”

            “Nope.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

            “What? I thought you wanted—”

            “I don’t want anything,” I said.

            “We drove all the way over here and now you don’t WANT anything?”

            

 Ignoring the irritation in my dad’s voice, I feigned interest in a framed newspaper article hanging on the wall near the table of boys. I smiled their way, but they were all caught up in conversation and didn’t seem to notice me. However, they had noticed the drops of purple sherbet caught in my father’s handlebar mustache. They had also noticed his straw hat, faded wolf t-shirt, and Bermuda shorts. Snide comments and snickering erupted from their table. I looked over at my father and then back towards the boys. My cheeks flamed. I approached my parents, demanded we leave that instant, and then I stormed out of the shop.

             

 A few minutes later, my parents came outside and my father asked what the hell had just happened. “And don’t give me this ‘nothing’ bullshit,” he said. I couldn’t meet his eyes, but I choked back the knot the in my throat and told him the truth. I was ashamed.

             

 I was ashamed of myself for casting both of my parents aside for the attention of some random boys I’d never see again—attention that I didn’t even get—and for standing silent while they made a joke of my father.

           

 Completely unfazed, Dad described the absence of fucks he had to give about the opinions of a bunch of “snot-nosed little bastards.” Then he knocked on the window and pointed to his wolf t-shirt. He raised both middle fingers to the group of boys, laughed at their stunned expressions, and then walked away with a huge smile on his face. In that moment, I couldn’t have been more proud to be his daughter.

 Joelyn Drennan is a die-hard yankee living in Memphis, Tennessee. She earned an MFA in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University. Joelyn is a shameless conspiracy theorist who writes to make herself laugh (and also to quiet the voices in her head). These days she can be found at the nearest A/C vent, cursing the heat of southern summers.