|This is the actual dining room|
where I met David and Gloria
at breakfast one cold November morn.
Date: November, 2010. Time: around 8 a.m. Place: A.Y.C.E. Breakfast Buffet at the Hilton Hilton Hotel in Deadham, Massachusetts. Event:
Crime Bake, a conference for readers and writers of mysteries. Sitting at a table near me as I gobbled up my
scrambled eggs I spotted a couple who seemed to be discussing, of all things,
murder! I introduced myself and a
friendship was formed. We've stayed in
touch over the years and finally, at long last, David has realized his dream of
being a published mystery author. My
time has allowed me to read only a few pages, but what I read grabbed me and I
hope to curl up with the rest of it soon.
BTW, his wife, Gloria is a mystery writer, too, and I hope soon she’ll
be joining me for a beach chat. But for
now, without further ado, let’s get to know today’s guest, the author of On the Level.
Beach chat with: David Edgar Cournoyer
Most cherished beach memory: Sitting on
in Groton, CT next
to a classic Victorian home, sketching the light house in ,
and thinking what a great setting that would be for a novel. New London Harbor
Recommend a Beach Read: Anything by Carolyn J. Rose. The Great Grabowski had a nice ocean setting and a laugh a minute. But I put on the sun screen first when I settle in with one of her more serious works like A Place of Forgetting.
One author, living or dead, with whom you’d like to sip Mai Tais with on
: Barry Eisler, if I
could get him to stop throwing bombs long enough to enjoy the view. Barry tells
a terrific story, is funny, bright, and irreverent about the publishing world. Waikiki
Worst non-writing job you ever had: Let’s see, paperboy, dairy farm hand, textile worker, plastics fabricator, water resources researcher, home builder, evaluator for a community mental health center, college professor, anthropologist, Dean. It is difficult to designate one as worst. They all had their moments. Until I became a college administrator at least I was providing goods or services that people needed.
Favorite quote or saying: It’s my life, and I’ll live it as I want to--if it’s okay with Gloria.
Song that you dance to (when no one is watching): I once danced the waltz to Sam by Olivia Newton-John in a ballroom dancing competition in
It is my fervent hope that no one was
watching. Stamford, CT.
Three of your favorite things: Not counting Gloria, Andrew, and Jason who are wife and sons, not things, I would say curling up in front of a fire with a good mystery by Dick or Felix Francis, making something broken whole again (like a rundown Victorian home, or a classic Italian sports car), and writing, of course.
Two secret vices: They won’t be secret anymore if I announce them on your blog. I’ll admit to engaging in long conversations with friends, rife with interruptions and overlapping dialog. I’m also a fanatical do-it-yourself guy. I can fix or build nearly anything. As a result, I have a numerous jars containing spare and unidentified parts.
One pet peeve: The disrespect of writers in the traditional book publishing world. If agents and editors have time to say “send me your stuff” they have time to say “no thanks.”
Bio/Published works/Links: David Edgar Cournoyer is a do-it-yourself fanatic who lives in Connecticut in a house built by his own hands. He has restored several homes including a hundred year old Victorian-inspired bungalow in the seaside community that served as the inspiration for On the Level. David is also an Anthropologist who has written extensively for professional audiences on the topic of culture and parenting. His favorite author is the late Dick Francis.
for Buy Links
David’s first novel, On the Level, is available for Kindle and in paperback from Amazon.com
“This can’t be happening,” exclaims twenty-five-year-old self-employed handyman and aspiring architect Franklin Breault. On the eve of his final internship,
mentor, architect Joe Simpson, is found dead. Worse, Franklin discovers Joe had been a blackmailer.
The victims believe Franklin
has their secrets, and they want them back. His precariously balanced life
crumbles like substandard concrete as Franklin
races to find the extortion files and a murderer, before he’s the next victim.
All Franklin wants
from life is to engage in his two passions: restoring Victorian homes and
courting his business partner, Linda Kisslovich. Franklin had planned a two-for-one by
restoring Joe’s rundown Queen Anne, enticing Linda to move in with him. But
Linda dislikes the house and is seeing an old flame. Heartbroken, Franklin partners with
Ginny Maxwell, a hot young IRS criminal investigator on the trail of missing
millions that may lead to Joe’s killer. Romantic sparks fly, but Franklin can’t close the
deal. Is Ginny holding out for a ring, or Joe’s files? With a stoic philosophy,
dry humor, and the help of loyal friends, Franklin
navigates a minefield of choices between expediency and morality. He begins
this escapade with a carpenter’s view of ethics; either you’re on the level or
you’re not. In the fiery climax he confronts his biggest ethical dilemma.
Someone he loves is a murderer, and he must decide between loyalty and
integrity. Any way he chooses, he loses. Set in a picturesque village beside
Long Island Sound, where classic Victorians are outnumbered only by herring
gulls, On The Level has the danger-driven pace of a mystery thriller and the
complex love triangle of a romance. Franklin