Cruising in your Eighties!

Please welcome Mike Befeler. Mike was a tennis prodigy in his teens, but that was a very long time ago. Now Mike writes Geezer-lit, books about old folks with a touch of mystery and humor. He’s a riot in person. The last time we were on a panel he made a joke about geezer sex and I offered to meet everyone in the bar afterward so we could rinse the idea out of our minds.

Here is Mike talking about his latest book, Cruising in Your Eighties is Murder.

 

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The best part of writing my most recent Paul Jacobson Geezer-lit Mystery, Cruising in Your Eighties Is Murder, was doing the research. Since the novel takes place on an Alaskan cruise, I forced myself to take a cruise in preparation for writing the book. Reluctantly, my wife and daughter agreed to accompany me so I wouldn’t be lonely.

Our cruise started in Seattle with stops in Juneau, Skagway, Ketchikan and Victoria before returning to Seattle. We also spent most of a day sailing through Glacier Bay.

And what a coincidence—my protagonist, Paul Jacobson, happens to take the same route. The main difference is that I didn’t encounter any murders along the way. But because Paul is a dead body magnet, he comes across several as well as becoming enmeshed in international intrigue.

Paul is in his mid-eighties and has short-term memory loss. I’m younger and can remember things most of the time.

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The morning before I got on the cruise ship, I walked around Seattle. Nothing happened. The morning before Paul embarks, he takes a walk around Seattle, gets into an argument with a street person and later finds the same man dead in a garden. Go figure.

In Juneau, we visited a fish hatchery and saw the Mendenhall Glacier. A calm tour. Paul accidently knocks a woman into the fish hatchery and is chased by a bear near Mendenhall Glacier. He leads a more exciting life than I do.

The rest of my cruise was enjoyable and calm. Paul’s cruise goes downhill from there, ending with an encounter in Victoria’s Butchart Gardens with a Latvia mob boss and a cast of supporting characters who decimate a section of the gardens. I enjoyed my cruise more than Paul does, but his trip is certainly more entertaining.

 

Mike Befeler writes the Paul Jacobson Geezer-lit Mystery Series including CRUISING IN YOUR EIGHTIES IS MURDER, SENIOR MOMENTS ARE MURDER, RETIREMENT HOMES ARE MURDER and LIVING WITH YOUR KIDS IS MURDER, which was nominated for the Lefty Award for best humorous mystery of 2009. Mike is vice-president of the Rocky Mountain Chapter of Mystery Writers of America. http://www.mikebefeler.com

 


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The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (12)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.

Day 12: This is the Big One

The meteors are raining down. The end is just minutes away. The sun is setting and the end of the world will be spectacular light show or orange sky, streaking balls of flame, and explosions hitting the earth.

You can be anywhere in the world to watch the spectacle.

Where do you go to watch?

Who do you bring with you?

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Thanks for playing along. I hope you enjoyed the Mayan Apocalypse.

See you tomorrow. Maybe!

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The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (11)

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Day 11: I’ll Have What He’s Having

Life was good for about ten hours. Your new lover arrived and you spent a blissful night together.  In the early morning hours the two of you slipped outside to view the stars. You held hands, looked up into the sky and far to the south, streaks of light rocketed down from the heavens.

At first the white-hot streaks could have been shooting stars, but they continued for ten minutes then twenty. They kept coming by the dozens all morning long.

When the sun rose, other couples came out and gaped as you all watched the streaking balls of stone crash to earth in little fireballs all along the horizon.

By breakfast it was clear the strikes were coming closer, raining down, destroying everything in a slow march of burning rock headed toward the army base. The good news was that the zombies were being wiped out en masse. The bad news was that there was nowhere to hide from the relentless meteor shower.

The team decides that driving north is futile. You have a full day to enjoy before the meteors start hitting.

What do you choose for you last meal? Don’t forget dessert!

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The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (10)

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Day 10: It’s Your Turn

First thing in the morning on day 10 you fly in your twelve couples and turn them loose on the base. None of them complained about your lousy flying because they were so grateful to be safe of the zombies and have plenty of food and water, they’d follow you anywhere.

Your zombie-killing friends took the liberty of finding mates of their own. The group elects you mayor. Everything is great. You are in charge. You’re safe. Everyone is happy. You just need someone to spend your quality time with.

In your position, you can have any person on earth you choose.

Who will it be?

 

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The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (9)

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Day 9: A Matchmaker for all Time

It only took one day for the survivors to get restless inside the military base. Whether it was bravado or boredom, they all ventured outside the gate in search of something to help the camp.

You decided to play it safe, stay behind the fence with your friends from the jeep, and practice flying one of the three remaining helicopters. After a few hours you learned to get ten feet off the ground and hold steady. You didn’t dare go any higher until you saw a huge dust cloud a mile away.

You flew up one hundred feet saw your new friends surrounded by a dazed horde numbering in the hundreds. You wobbled and fluttered back down as fast as you could and crashed to the deck so hard it felt like the landing gear was going to fall off as soon as you got airborne again.

You sucked so badly at flying,  your zombie-killing friends refused to get in the helicopter, so you all hopped into a Hummer and sped out of the camp. By the time you reached the wreckage it was too late. The fifty caliber on top of the roof screamed out rounds into the horde, but the zombies had already cornered the band of wandering survivors and devoured them.

All you could do was turn back and get inside the fence before you were overrun.

When the horde finished feeding and moved along you were left with the realization that you needed to start repopulating the world with new survivors.

Choose 12 couples to begin the process. They need to be young and healthy enough to have lots of kids. They don’t have to like or even know each other yet.

Who will you choose?

 

You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.

If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time, Sin & Vengeance, or Dinner At Deadman’s. Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com.


The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (8)

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Day 8: A Modern Day Noah

The sun rose over the killing field on day 8 and peace returned to the plain. The survivors tested the military living quarters, and enjoyed watching the herds of animals prance around the base, but by noon they grew antsy.

The body count outside the fence lulled many into thinking the zombies wouldn’t return and they ventured outside the fence in search of things they’d need later. You suspect this wasn’t borne of real needs at all. Many men saw how you were heralded as a hero and they are jealous.

They leave the base in search of something that will prove their worth and endear them to the group. Several approach you and ask what you think the group needs to survive the winter. They’re willing to go to any length to collect what you require.

Will you play Noah and ask to collect seeds for planting and animals to populate the grounds inside the fence? You have plenty of fresh water and weapons and ammunition to last two lifetimes.

Is it safe to send them outside at all? What will you ask them to bring back?

 

You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.

 If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time, Sin & Vengeance, or Dinner At Deadman’s. Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com.