Meet Gabriel Bocapa and His Humorous Eating Ice Cream in Armageddon #books #FridayReads


Love Dark Comedic Fiction? We do, too, and when we first met Gabriel Bocapa, we knew we were in for a treat. His Eating Ice Cream in Armageddon series is hilarious and we highly recommend it (book one is only $.97). Anyway, Mrs. N sat down with Gabriel for an interview and discovered interesting tidbits about him. So, please give Gabriel a warm POTL Blog welcome. Take it away, Gabriel:

 

Just as your books inspire authors, what authors have inspired you?

Franza Kafka, Edgar Allan Poe.

If you could cast your characters in the Hollywood adaptation of your book, who would play your characters?

Jake Gyllenhal as Michael and Priyanka Chopra as Halima

How important are names to you in your books? Do you choose the names based on liking the way it sounds or the meaning?

 

I think the name for the titles of the books are very important. I chose the name Eating Ice Cream in Armageddon as a commentary on the idea that we live in a global world: We can see wars going on, destruction and suffering at the touch of a fingertip (internet, television) yet at the same we can be sitting in a mall eating ice cream. There is more to the title for this book than this, and if you read it and read carefully you might get more of the picture.

What do you consider to be your best accomplishment?

It’d either have to be Conspiracy Theories Unveiled or Eating Ice Cream in Armageddon.

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

In Hollywood making Eating Ice Cream in Armageddon into a movie.

Have you always liked to write?

Yes.

What writing advice do you have for other aspiring authors?

Don’t be afraid to write what you want. If someone doesn’t like your writing, who cares. They might just not get it.

If you didn’t like writing books, what would you do for a living?

I would be a scientist.

Is there a certain type of scene that’s harder for you to write than others? Love? Action? Racy?

I would say any sex scene would be difficult for me to write. Since I’ve never really done it myself.

Is this your first book? How many books have you written prior (if any?)

I’ve written several books including “The Mansion” which is a collection of dark dystopian stories, and Love and Paranoia which is about a man with schizophrenia who goes on a journey to find love.

What are you working on now? What is your next project?

I’m currently working on a book about a schizophrenic superhero.

What is the biggest fib you’ve ever told?

Telling my mom I was sick but in reality I wanted to play Mega Man X on Super Nintendo.

Do you drink? Smoke? What’s your vice?

No drugs. Just Drinking Milk Teas and Eating Ice Cream.

What secret talents do you have?

Breakdancing.

Where is one place you want to visit that you haven’t been before?

Europe.

What were you like as a child? Your favorite toy?

I was a shy child, yet considered very bright. I taught myself to read at the age of 4. I liked to play puzzles while others were watching t.v.  On the other hand, I was never good with my hands. I was never good at sports, tools, or crafts. My skills were always more on an abstract plane.

Eating Ice Cream

         

Title Eating Ice Cream in Armageddon: with Letters from the Fourth Reich

Author  Gabriel Bacopa

Genre  Dark Comedy, Comedic Fiction, Short Stories

 

Book Blurb

Have a laugh and cry with these three 21st century stories:

A Day with the Professor: Yale’s most prestigious and brilliant philosophy professor must take a day off work, and an eccentric yet possibly insanely brilliant man takes his place.

Eating Ice cream in Armageddon: A tale of sadness, adventure, and despair, when a man and a teenage girl he is fond of must survive World War 3 Together.

“Quite possibly the only teenage romance set during World War 3”

Letters from the Fourth Reich: A man sends letters to his love in Germany while trying to survive the tyrannical rule of the new Dictator-President Pump.

Excerpt

 

Buy Links

Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Eating-Ice-Cream-Armageddon-Letters-ebook/dp/B01MYUYEBM

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33225045-eating-ice-cream-in-armageddon

 

Author Biography

Gabriel Bacopa grew up in Southern California to a Palestinian Father and Israeli mother. He is the author of The Mansion and Love and Paranoia.

 

Social Media Links

Website/Blog: https://gabrielbacopa.wordpress.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/gabrielbacopa/

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Gabriel-Bacopa/e/B01M1N7L45

Midnight Delight (Wicked Palate Book 1) by @CadenceDenton #bookreview #PNR #ASMSG


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Title: Midnight Delight (Wicked Palate Book 1)

Author: Cadence Denton

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Vampire

 

Book Blurb:

Call me Contessa. Forget my name, you couldn’t pronounce it. I’m a professional chef—actually, I’m the LeBron James of chefs. Bobby Flay, Gordon Ramsay even Julia Childs have all been my students, and that’s just a few. I’ve probably forgotten more about the culinary arts than any chef alive has learned. I was in the thick of things when today’s conventional culinary techniques were first being developed. You ever used the three basic steps in dicing an onion? Prego. That was me. Ever heard of clarified butter? Bingo. Me again.

 

How can that be? I was born in Genoa, Italy in the year of our Lord 1642. That’s right. I’m an Eternal, a creature of darkness, a vampire…and I’m obsessed by what I cannot eat. Food.

 

Ironically, I’m the star of my very own cooking show on the Foodie Culinary Channel. My dream job! Where I get to create the recipes I adore and share them with my audience and one lucky dinner guest. Which is where my troubles began. And will end.

 

I was caught partaking the red jungle juice from the neck of my dinner date. I was threatened, attacked with Holy water, and finally blackmailed by my mild-mannered joke of an Associate Producer. As it turns out, she isn’t so mild-mannered.

 

Now I have two choices: turn her into a child of darkness or risk exposure to the human world.

 

I’m thinking there’s a third choice. His name is Rocco Guadagnino.

 

Midnight Delight is Book 1 in the Wicked Palate series.

 

Hungry Like the Wolf is Book 2 and is available now.

 

My Review:

Take one witty female celebrity chef who happens to be a vampire, mix in a snarky annoying human bent on becoming eternal, a drool-worthy supernatural assassin who makes Brad Pitt look like a geek, a huge threat to the Shadowlands creatures, not to mention glorious food and you’ve got a five-star delight.

Imagine if you were a vampire and what you lusted after was the one thing you couldn’t have. Not that, readers. I’m talking about food. Contessa loves food and she is one talented chef. She’s one of the uber-famous chefs on television (think Bobby Flay) and everyone loves her. Everyone that is, except her associate producer.

Contessa is backed into a corner with her fangs exposed and she doesn’t know what to do. She seeks the guidance of her friend who reluctantly gives her the number of an assassin, a vampire killer. One look at him and she melts.

Now, Contessa is having second thoughts about suicide and falling hard for Rocco, the man she hired to kill her. Will she follow her heart and realize that life is sweet or will death be her only alternative?

I adored this book! It’s a quick read and more addictive than my husband’s four-meat marinara. Fast-paced, quirky dialogue and a sweet paranormal romance, Midnight Delight will delight your reading taste buds. I can’t wait to read the next installment in the series!

 

Favorite Character:

Contessa. I loved everything about her from her flair in front of the camera to her pleading with Rocco to kill her. Her thoughts range from the completely insane to loveable and sometimes in the same sentence. I loved how real she is and she reminded me a little of Darla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She’s a vampire with a serious problem and no solution in sight. I hope the author writes more books featuring Contessa.

 

Favorite Quote:

His blood flooded my mouth and silenced the howling emptiness in my middle. I savored the taste. After all, John J.’ s blood was infused with the spices I’d used in my dishes. How can that be, you ask? I don’t precisely know, but like that smoked water thing an award winning British chef developed a few years back, when the right person ingests the correct spices and seasonings, voila! You have gourmet blood fit for the most discriminating vampire. ~Contessa

 

My Rating: 5 stars

 

Buy it now:

http://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Delight-Wicked-Palate-Book-ebook/dp/B00L03Z7RW

Cadence Denton

 

Author Biography:

I’m an odd mixture of one part dreamer, one part realist, and two parts stubborn–which can be a positive thing if you’re a writer. Not content to write in just one genre, I write dark paranormal romance, time travel, light science fiction, romantic comedy, and gritty romantic thrillers. Told you I was stubborn (that and a little crazy!). Besides, doing the same thing day after day can become boring and we can do with a little less boring, right?

 

Visit my website for more information on all my series and upcoming projects. You may not find everything to your liking but you won’t be bored.

You can reach me at cadencedenton@cadencedenton.com

 

Sign up for Cadence’s newsletter at http://cadencedenton.com  for the latest news, great giveaways, and sneak peeks at new projects.

 

You can find also me on Facebook Instagram Pinterest Twitter TSU Independent Author Network, ASMSG

 

Reviewed by: Mrs. N

Meet Fish From Chump Change by Jeff Lee #CharacterInterview #books @jfredlee


It’s time for another interview and this time it’s my great pleasure to introduce Fish from Chump Change (written by Jeff Lee) to you all. Fish, why don’t you introduce yourself to everyone:

I dunno, not sure I’m all that special. Hell, I’ve got an eye on each side of my nose and my legs reach all the way to the ground. Add a pair of arms that are sleeved in tattoos and healthy dose of wise-ass, and you’ve pretty much got the whole package. My mother used to joke that they broke the mold before they made me. I mean, I’ve done a lot of different things in my life. Shipping and receiving for a big department store; been a restaurant line cook and a sous chef. Worked for a big-time, downtown law firm, helping the rich avoid the consequences of their actions. (Christ, whatever you do, don’t get me started on lawyers. Please!) Now I practice a little law here, a little bail jumper apprehension and vehicle repossession there. And when we’re not doing that, the two junior members of the firm and I try to spend as much time as we can lickity-splitting up and down the coast on our Harleys. Look, at the end of the day, if we’ve done what we said we’d do; didn’t fracture any major statutes getting it done; and nobody’s wearing any fresh plaster on their extremities, then it was a good day. And if I’ve managed to royally piss off one attorney or A-list player, then life is good.

 

NN Light: What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

Not knowing  when to keep my big, fat pie-hole buttoned & shut. You diss the mayor of a city the size of Los Angeles, or insult the worldwide head production for one of the major studios in a meeting, and they’re gonna come looking for a little payback. And sometimes, these bozos get pretty damn creative about it. But then again, hey, screw ‘em if they can’t take a joke.

NN Light: What is your greatest extravagance?

Hell, with what I do for a living, I can afford a number of things some people might see as extravagances. Like a house up on the cliffs in the Malibu barrio. And Kenny, Einstein and me fiddle-farting around on about 150K worth of custom Harleys. But, that’s just stuff. The real extravagance is that I only work with people I want to work with. If I don’t like a client, I can tell them to blow it out their little brown star, and walk away. And I’ve got friends – not just acquaintances. But guys (and women) I would trust with my life. Because I have. In a town like this, that’s an extravagance almost nobody can brag about.

NN Light: What is the quality you most like in a woman?

OK, beauty is definitely up there. I mean, in the final analysis, I am a guy. And L.A. is the paparazzi capital of the whole freakin’ world. But if a woman doesn’t take herself or this stupid town too seriously, if there’s a well-developed brain behind those gorgeous eyes, then yeah. She definitely has my attention.

NN Light: If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

Maybe get myself in better shape. What can I say? I love to cook and I’m pretty damn good at it. So, maybe I’m a little more aerodynamic than I’d like to be. Especially with what I, and my two buds do for a living. I mean, sometimes, a simple bench warrant roundup can turn into a full-contact sport.

NN Light: What do you most value in your friends?

Honesty, loyalty and a sense of humor. Look, when it comes to stuff like this, I’m old school. I need to know my friends aren’t going to try to stick it to me when I’m not looking, because that’s something I just wouldn’t do. If you’re a friend of mine, I need to know that you’ve got my back, come Hell or high water. Because I’ve definitely got yours. And if I bust your gonads over a poker bluff you couldn’t turn, a date gone sideways, or even an ugly gift you picked out for your wife, I need you to be able to laugh with me. What’s more important, I want you to be able to return my little digs in spades. That’s what I look for in a friend.

NN Light: What is your motto?

“Non illigitamus carborundum.”

It’s Latin for, “Don’t let the bastards grind you down.”

 

Thank you, Fish, for that, ummm, honest interview. (chuckles) To read more about Fish and his adventures in L.A., check out:

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Title:   Chump Change

Author:   Jeff Lee

Genre:    Comedy/crime/mystery/thriller/satire

 

Book Blurb:

You think being the Bounty Hunter and Repo Guy to the Stars is easy? Just talk to “Fish” Fishbein. If he isn’t trying to round up a heavily lubricated ex-rocker, he’s flying down the freeway in a repoed Wiener Mobile, chased by the pistol-packing deadbeat who owns it.

A bail bondsman hires him to track down a crew of un-wise guys who blew off their court date to snatch L.A.’s monthly parking meter take — 300 grand in quarters. Then they start dropping like flies. And Fish has to catch the killer.

Maybe it’s the city’s armed and dangerous Parking Meter Czar. Or his brother-in-law, a corrupt televangelist who needs some serious coin to bankroll his foray into Bible-based porn. Or the Rev’s wife and co-minister, who’s several clicks beyond bonkers about toddler beauty pageants. Or, it just might be the defrocked talent agent who’s dying to make Fish a reality TV star.

With more than seven tons of quarters at stake, bodies are dropping faster than turn-downs on America’s Got Talent. And if Fish and his hog-riding buds, Kenny and Einstein, don’t nab the killer in a hurry, they could get eliminated themselves.

   Chump Change is author Jeff Lee’s third book in his Adventures in La-La Land series, following The Ladies Temperance Club’s Farewell Tour and Hair of the Dog. If you enjoy the whacko characters, situations and fast pace that Janet Evanovich, Carl Hiaasen and Elmore Leonard bring to the party, check out all of Fish Fishbein’s big adventures.

WARNING: Contains some of the most hysterical erotica scenes ever written. 

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

“Yeah, I’m pretty damn happy to see you too.” Fish lifted Beast up and for a few moments, it was hard to tell which of the two pack members was happier to see the other.

Then, right in the middle of madly pumping his tiny legs in mid-air and trying to lick Fish’s nose, the little dog suddenly stiffened and started growling and barking in the direction of the front. Fish set him back down and Beast tore off for the front of the house, trailing a non-stop torrent of angry barks and growls that would have been more menacing, had he been about seventy pounds heavier.

A few months ago, right after their run-in with the hit man who talked like Marilyn Monroe, Fish had security around Big Dog Recoveries’ world headquarters building seriously beefed up.

Now there were motion sensors in the hallways and every window and exterior door was wired. And about a half dozen security cameras now kept an eye peeled 24/7 on the inside and outside of the house, including the front door.

While the doorbell was serenading the interior of the house with an eighties Aussie rock band musically musing Who Can It Be Now, Fish took a second to eyeball the video screen on the wall next to the door.

Some bozo was standing on the welcome mat, looking all Fred MacMurray in a shapeless, conservative business suit.

Fish didn’t have much of an issue with that. You didn’t see a lot of three-piece banker’s suits around this part of Malibu, but what the hay.

But he did have a problem with the way this stranger checked the snub-nosed .38 in his hand and then shoved it back into the waistband of his slacks.

He pushed the talk-back button on the monitor.

“Yeah?”

The man at the door was startled by Fish’s voice and jumped a little, almost dropping his gun.

“You Morris Fishbein?”

“Maybe. Why?”

Without taking his eyes off the monitor, Fish reached behind and back into the kitchen. The junk drawer was at the top of a floor cabinet where the kitchen counter ended at the doorway.

“Because you and I need to have a talk,” came back over the intercom.

Fish slid the drawer open, rooted around and pulled out a nine millimeter Glock trailing a couple of rubber bands and miscellaneous bits of flotsam and string. Sure, the gun wasn’t loaded, but the guy on the other side of his door probably wouldn’t have that piece of intel.

“OK, Wild Bill. This here’s a gun-free zone. You want to come in … then leave your six-shooter on the chair by the door.”

“Gun?” His visitor shrugged into the monitor, trying to look innocent and clueless. “What gun?”

Fish made a loud buzzer sound. “Ehhnck! Wrong answer, buckaroo. X gets the secret square. You want to try Rose Marie to block?”

“C’mon, it’s completely legal,” Fish’s wanna-be visitor fired back as he flipped open his wallet and held an official looking, City of L.A. stamped card up to the camera. “I even got a permit to carry. See?”

“So do a lot of other people, Hoss. But you don’t see any of them around here, either.”

The man on the monitor sighed in resignation. Then he grumbled under his breath as he pulled the pistol from his belt and set it on the chair next to the door.

“Good,” Fish took another look at the monitor, where the metal detector’s LED was still glowing red.

“Now, the back-up piece.”

On the monitor, his visitor opened his mouth to protest.

Then he had second thoughts, lifted his foot onto the chair and pulled a small caliber automatic from the holster velcroed around his ankle, and left it sitting next to its larger cousin.

“You happy now?”

“Uh huh, like the pig that found out it was too late for the luau,” Fish chuckled. “Just one more question, cowboy. Who the hell are you?”

The man dug a business card holder out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket and held one of his cards up in front of the camera.

Fish could make out the official city of Los Angeles seal, but that was about it.

“The name’s Harry Fairweather.”

Fish unlocked the door and pulled it open, keeping the hand with the unloaded Glock out of view.

“Hey, Harry. Call me Fish.”

He held out his free hand for his visitor to shake, but the man pressed his business card into it, so Fish took a second to read over the card.

“Hmm, so when did the city of L.A. start making armed house calls?”

“You all done being cute, wise-ass? Can we talk now, or do I have to wait for the end of your show?”

“Mighty big words, Hopalong. Especially for a guy who left his shootin’ irons out in the front yard.”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Chump-Change-Jeff-Lee-ebook/dp/B00N4JKCMU

Jeff Lee

Author Biography:

Born near New York City and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area, Jeff Lee has spent his entire writing career in Los Angeles. For more than 35 years, he has been a copywriter, producer and creative director for some of the advertising industry’s most recognizable agencies, winning numerous awards for his creativity and wise-ass sense of humor. Typical for his industry, none of those ad agencies are still in business, but Jeff appears to have pretty solid alibis for the deaths of each one.

Retired from advertising, Jeff now spends his time on his own writing, having produced four novels – The Ladies Temperance Club’s Farewell Tour, Hair of the Dog, Chump Change and Bird Boy. Each of these books debuted to rave reviews, garnering all 4 and 5-star reviews.

Trained as a cook in the Army, he still enjoys being creative in the kitchen, and admits that few things in life compare with the thrill of discovering you’ve just given a nasty case of food poisoning to 140 heavily-armed troops.

 

Social Media Links:

Author Page:  on.fb.me/1QPczqQ

Twitter: @jfredlee

 

Website: jeffleewriter.weebly.com