Canadian author, Eileen Schuh, is known for her thrilling elements of crime, sensitive treatment of social issues, and emotional exposure of the human psyche.
Schuh's most recent release is the crime thriller, OPERATION MAXTRACKER, Book 4 in her BackTracker series.
New for 2017 is a second edition of The Traz with a spanking new cover, some edits, and a few pages of new material. A revamped FATAL ERROR will be released in 2017 as well.
The first three novels in her gritty BackTracker crime series are THE TRAZ Book1, FATAL ERROR Book 2 and FIREWALLS Book 3. She is also the proud author of two adult SciFi novellas, SCHRÖDINGER'S CAT and DISPASSIONATE LIES as well as the adult crime thriller, SHADOW RIDERS.
She is both traditionally- and self-published.
Born and raised as Eileen Fairbrother in Tofield, Alberta Canada and with ties to Edmonton and Strathcona County, Schuh now lives with her husband near St. Paul in Alberta's northern boreal forests.
Schuh recently retired from a life of careers that varied from psychiatric nurse to journalist to editor to business woman. She remains active in her adopted community of St. Paul and is surrounded by the love and loyalty of family, friends and fans--virtual, imaginary, and real.
Schuh's children and grandchildren are her inspiration.
As per yesterday's blog, I could tell from prints I found in the snow that the bears had awoken from hibernation...and that something/s had ripped up the snow in front of one of my trail cameras, as if there had been a party in the woods.
I’d not been able to determine what had caused the chaos. Aside from my dogs’ prints and one small bear print, I’d not been able to identify any animal suspects.
When I posted my keto diet comment on Facebook (bemoaning the fact I was not losing weight), I was looking more for sympathy than advice. But I got lots of advice (and sympathy, too).
I didn't need advice as I'm under the care of both a registered dietitian and my family doctor. but I did appreciate the fact that my friends cared. Obviously, I'm not the only one battling a weight problem.
I recently acquired what I fondly refer to as my "snoring machine". Officially, it is a CPAP (Constant Positive Air Pressure) device to treat sleep apnea--which is a condition where one doesn't get enough oxygen while sleeping--for various reasons such as parts of one's tongue and throat relax and block one's airway--which is also the cause of one's snoring and/or frequent awakenings at night.
Combines at night with their lightsworking beneath a harvest moon.Bright spell.Dusty, musty new-mown smellsof harvest. Cold thick hazeborn of warmer days laysover the lower fields.I feel. Surreal.
"...drama, intrigue, and asks some really interesting questions."
"It will surprise, titillate and fascinate you."
I felt somewhat like young Katrina, the protagonist in The Traz, out there today in the mellow autumn sun with my basket.
However, Katrina accomplished a lot more with her mushroom picking, than I did. She used it as a cover when she disabled the perimeter sensors of The Traz biker gang compound and then disabled some of the bikers with the toxic Amanita muscaria as the cops swooped in.
Although I have male characters in all my published novels, the main character has always been female. I'll break with that tradition in my upcoming SciFi trilogy, Project W.Olf (to be released by WolfSinger Publications in 2019).
"You're never too old to learn" vs "You can't teach old dogs new tricks"
I think I'm pretty clever and have lived a long time, done much, and learned just about everything until days like today strike.
It seems one mindlessly accepts the world as it is until something, for reasons not understood, piques one's interest. "Have you ever seen a chickadee's nest?" Hubby asked as we watched the cheery, plentiful birds flit about our campsite.
Pauline Barclay : We&apos;ve Decided to do it Again!
I was going to get some seasoned authors and critics to help me blog about the literary genre, but it turns out we all got too busy. So I’ll go it on my own.
Literary novels are the novels taught in schools and universities. They are the classics or are on the path to becoming classics. They may or may not make the New York Times best sellers list, but they generally win all the prominent book awards. They are often selected to be read by book clubs.
My work in progress is not going well. I set out to write a novel and ended up with short story. Everything I wanted to say and all that the characters wanted to do has taken far fewer words than planned.
Spring is here with all its tease and impending promise.
Beyond the whistle of the late March blizzard, one can feel it. Hear it. Even the snow now falls slower, quieter, laden with the promise of a quick melt. The chickadees chirp louder, with more persistence, with a familiarity born of eight long months of winter feeding and...their newfound longing to mate. In the evenings, at times a grouse drums in the forest.
I’m not really a nut over family trees; to me the significance of my ancestors has rested mostly in the stories told to me by my parents. Faces and names and branches on trees mean little to me without a story.
Some people are obsessed with their ancestry, believing perhaps that by remembering and honoring those who have gone before, they will find a measure of immortality in their descendants’ pursuit of the same passion.
I pursue my immortality by publishing novels.
In the cauldron of a volcano...I love my grandkids. I adore them. They fascinate me to no end. They remind me of the way I was, and the reasons why I am the person I've become.
They see things clearly, without prejudice. They are unique in word choice and language. They like it when I tease them.
They know how to fix my tablet and phone when things go wrong.
Déjà vu all over again...I mentioned in my last blog that I had re-released THE TRAZ and FATAL ERROR, the first two novels in my BackTracker crime series.
In addition to astounding new covers (thanks, Cathy at Avalon Graphics), a fair amount of editing and revisions took these books up a notch.
Back in January, six years after THE TRAZ was released, I deemed it ready for a makeover. This thrilling crime novel was not only the first is my BackTracker series, but my debut novel—the first book of mine ever published.Ah, the thrill of holding that paperback in my hands, seeing my name on the cover, inhaling the intoxicating smell of its freshly-printed pages. The sound when I riffled the pages.
For our Governor General Julie Payettto scoff at people who have a different belief system than the one she’s chosen for herself, is decidedly not becoming of a Canadian leader.
When the future of the world could very well depend on all of us promoting understanding, respect and tolerance among people of differing cultures and beliefs, her speech rang crass.