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The Stray Ally Blog Tour!

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And after our wildly successful launch day for Stray Ally, the Finishing Fairies are now delightedly hosting a small tour for the very same book.  Since it’s launch it’s garnered some great critical acclaim, and currently has an average of 4.6 stars on (as of April 3rd). The tour, from the fourth (here) to the 11th, is on some great blogs, with all unique content, and a great view of the inner workings of Troy Lambert, rescuing animals and the writing habits of a great author. blurbblack
Stray Ally by Troy Lambert - 500A strange accident on the freeway, accusations of murder, and an encounter in the Idaho wilderness all propel Todd Clarke into a new friendship with a dog named Sparky. But Sparky is no ordinary dog, and there is more going on than Clarke could have imagined. A military commander he investigated for Aryan activity and links to domestic terrorism is after him, and he’s not sure why until another chance encounter provides the answer. With Sparky and the help of his canine friends, will he be able to figure out the Colonel’s plan and stop him in time? All Clarke knows for sure is none of it would be possible without the help of his Stray Ally. Buy the book here, from the Tirgearr Publishing.    

My Current Stray Ally
Labs are possibly the greatest dogs ever bred by man. Maybe that is just my opinion, and as my wife and I age and the children leave (or are propelled) from the nest, I’ve started to look at smaller dogs as we start to look at smaller yards and a desire to travel.
But labs have it all. Loyalty, strength. They have an insane desire to please, a great fetching instinct, and a desire to be with you all the time. I call mine my Velcro dog, always stuck by my side. They also have the ability and desire to wrestle. The first time you wrestle with a Corgi when you are used to a larger dog you will feel horrible when it goes rolling across the carpet, trying to gain its almost non-existent legs. I’ve heard anyway. No such issue with larger breeds.
Not that they don’t have challenging habits. A lab never grows up: they stay in puppy adolescence until about five and a half years old, and mine, nearly ten now, still acts like a puppy, just one that wears out a little faster with a little more white around his snout. He once ate part of a peach pie off the counter, and still from time to time sneaks a loaf of bread if it is left out. (Yes, I said a loaf. Buy me beer sometime, and I will tell you stories.)
The best thing about him though? He knows my moods, can tell when I am down or angry, when I need him near, and when it is wiser for him to avoid my path. In short, he is in tune with my emotions just like Sparky from Stray Ally is in tune with Clarke’s. Why then is the book dedicated to my dog Houston?
Because when Houston passed, I had Indie. If I hadn’t, I might not own another dog yet. I loved my old dog dearly, and his sudden death crushed my spirit. But Indie was there. He knew my mood, and sometimes just pushed his head under my hand or my leg, letting me know things were okay. He seemed to miss Houston too. So this work is dedicated to Houston, a little dog that helped me through some really rough stuff. That doesn’t take away from the role of my current Stray Ally though.
I just don’t want to dedicate a book to him yet. I can’t imagine being without him. Who’s your Stray Ally? Tell me here, or e-mail me your story at I’d love to hear from you.


Troy works as a freelance writer, researcher, and editor. He writes historical site characterization reports for those performing remediation on former resource extraction sites, software instruction and help guides, and edits the research of others as well. His true passion is writing dark, psychological thrillers. His work includes Broken Bones, a collection of his short stories, Redemption the first in the Samuel Elijah Johnson Series, Temptation the sequel to Redemption, along with the horror Satanarium, co-authored with Poppet, a brilliant author from South Africa and published by Wild Wolf Publishing. His next novel, Stray Ally, will be published March 4th by Tirgearr Publishing. The final in the Samuel Elijah Johnson Series, Confession will be published May 1st.
Troy lives with his wife of twelve years, two of his five children and two very talented dogs. He is a skier, cyclist, hiker, fisherman, hunter, and a terrible beginning golfer.


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April 4th –The Finishing Fairies  Introduction
April 5th -The Horror Tree   Guest post
April 6th – Authors you want to read   Top Ten
April 7th – Danielle DeVor   Guest Post
April 8th – Shaun Allan  Guest post
April 9th –Diane Nelson  Guest Post
April 10th – Donna Augustine  Guest post
April 11th – Michael Melville  Top Ten
April 12th – Deborah Carney  Animal rescue post
April 13th – Author Interrupted  Guest Post
 April 17th – AtoZ special post – Wilderness Apocalypse
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Win With Sin…

Wow! I’m delighted to have just passed 16000 Twitter followers! I feel a giveaway coming on!
The question: Name Sin’s sister.
If you haven’t read Sin, there’s info on my website, in interviews and she has her own story (the last one) in Dark Places.  And she’s the ‘opposite’ to Sin.
The prize? A compendium of ebooks, including Sin, Dark Places, Zits’n’Bits and Rudolph Saves Christmas.
Closing date end of August!
Either post your answer to my Facebook page or tweet me @singularityspnt with the hashtag #WinWithSin
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In It to Win It…


Don’t you just love them? Owt for Nowt?

Well, not quite that, of course, but you get my drift. I hope. A giveaway. A freebie. A few clicks and the prize could be in your hands. I love ’em, personally.

I used to enter so many competitions. My lunch hour would be filled with writing out postcards, I’d be throwing out emails and surfing the internet to find them. My wallet would bulge with packs of stamps.

And I’d win.

I’ve won some wonderful prizes. One of my first was a pair of tickets to the cinema. I was excited even though that particular chain of cinemas didn’t have one anywhere near me. I won a Pot Noodle voucher. Similar tingles even though I don’t actually like Pot Noodles.

I once won a flight to Sydney, Australia that was expensive enough for me to change it to take my family to Disneyland Paris. There’s been money, a trip to Paris that coincided with the release of a Tomb Raider game (and the prize included the console and game to play them on). One prize was a trip to the Lynx villa, somewhere hot (I can’t remember when), where they were having a big weekend party with celebrity DJs. It left, unfortunately, on the day we were going to Paris for other competition. Often, you can’t transfer prizes to someone else, but you could in this case. So I sold it to a friend and had extra pocket money for the trip!

Competitions, and the time to enter them, have taken a back seat nowadays. I write when I can and when I can’t, I’m working or with my family. As such, it’s been a while since a winning envelope dropped through my letterbox or I had a special telephone call.

But, I still enter them, when I can. Even if it’s something small, I still get a bubble of something other than wind in anticipation of winning the Grand Prize.

As such, I’m delighted to be able to actually announce a competition. Myrddin, my publishing group with whom Dark Places has entered the world, are running a giveaway.

The prize is a $100 Amazon gift card and the closing date is 26th May. It isn’t limited to any locale, so you can enter from anywhere in the world. All you have to do is Like the Myrddin Facebook page or Tweet the competition. You can use the Rafflecopter towards the top right of this blog, or visit and click on Giveaway beneath the banner.

Good luck, whomever and wherever you are. Don’t, for one moment, think you have no chance of winning and let that prevent you from entering. You have every chance. And I sincerely hope you do!

Remember. You’ve got to be IN it to WIN it.

(For more from Myrddin Publishing, go to their website at or follow them on Twitter at @myrddinpub)

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Sin… Lady Luck…


Is she a lady? She’s called as much, and I wouldn’t want to besmirch her good name by suggesting otherwise or by calling ‘her’ a ‘him’ or ‘she’ a ‘he’. But, IS she a lady?Female, perhaps, but would an actual LADY, all grace and goodness, be bad?

Let’s face it, luck can be so bad you’d think it had the devil in her. You’d think a little case of demonic possession was going on and Luck was sneering at you with red eyes glowing and sharp teeth gleaming.

So, a Lady or just female. Not that I’m saying women are demonically possessed, of course. We’re talking ‘luck’ here, not the ‘fairer’ sex. I’m just saying, Luck is generally referred to as a her. Same as a ship.

“God bless her and all who sail in her!” the Royal Highness or Mayor of Wotsit would proclaim whilst wasting a perfectly palatable bottle of bubbly by smashing it against the side.

Naturally, no-one sails in Luck – you’d sink. And there’s no way to steer. But, by the same token, a ship can’t help you win the lottery. I suppose they chat about that over a glass of wine on a Friday evening. Oh, no, they can’t. Some dignitary smashed it against the brow of the boat! Oh well. There’s some cans of Apple Tango in the conservatory.

Anywho. Luck. Bless her, and all who get swept along when she’s in a good mood, or smashed over the head with a bottle of Bad when she’s not.

We’ve been on more than nodding terms, her and I. In the past, of course. Almost on speaking terms, no less. I’ve won numerous competitions – money, holidays in fabulous hotels, computers and so on. I met a wonderful girl. Luck and I were getting on great.

Then I had to jinx it.

What is a jinx? Is it a creature that hides in the shadows, waiting to trip up Luck when she’s skipping along? Is it the last train from Happiness Station, with no stops till midnight? Either way, see a penny, pick it up…

You know how it goes. ‘And all day long you’ll have good luck.’ Well, clearly Luck didn’t want to be tied to me in that way, especially when that penny was a TWO pence. Especially when that TWO pence was jealous of my fraternisations with Luck and decided to let the Jinx juggle with my juices. Especially, in fact, when the two pence let the Jinx smash me over the head with Luck.

Well, a lady is bound to take offence at that, isn’t she?

Take a look at me now. Someone should write a song.

In an asylum. Escaping the screams. And the pain. If only the pain was my own, though, the fact that it isn’t sort of makes it more so mine.

Luck. Lady or not, she’s turned her back on me.

Maybe she won’t on you. Maybe you have my luck. Be careful with it. Treat it ‘like a lady’. Try it out! Here’s a perfect opportunity!

I’m told, by Jeremy – the only orderly to at least treat us like people – that there’s a competition. A giveaway. You can win an Amazon Kindle Fire, amongst other fabulous things. I’ve put a link on the right hand side of this blog and there’s a page for it on that Shaun Allan’s page. He’s a writer or something. He’s called his website which, I think, is genius. no, really. Wouldn’t have thought of that myself…

Anywho-be-do. Try your luck, before someone else does. You’ve got to be in it to win it. Being stuck in an asylum, I’m unable to enter.

Win one for me, won’t you?

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