So, I'm pimping myself. But I think it's about time. I'm not getting any younger. LOL! Truth be told, I live sitting on panels, talking to classrooms, teaching what I know in an informal way. Here goes...
I've been at this writing thing most of my live in various ways, but serious as a novelist since 2002. Since then, I've published a lot of short fiction, a couple of novels, a short film or two, and recently edited a national bestselling anthology.
What does that mean for someone looking to book an author? It means I can talk about writing, publishing, dialog, plotting, unconventional narrative, specific genres, #thewriterslife, editing, publicity and marketing. I've spoken to schools from the elementary level to college. I've attended hundreds of conventions all over the country, given talks at libraries, bookstores and large writer's groups.
With my journalism background, I can speak in front of cameras, microphones, or answer questions given as an email. I can do it all because I have done it all. I'm ready to work for you.
Attached is my one sheet. Let me know if you have any questions.
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My name is Noel R Glass and I’m not your average gumshoe.
What I am is a pariah from the theoretical physics game; a former wunderkind who watched his future dissolve like the victims of my failed experiment. Years later, I’m finally putting my intellect to work solving crimes with science, not instinct.
Instinct told me the angelic damsel in a black dress who walked into my office was bad news. What made it worse is she admitted to possibly killing her husband, Millionaire Mercantile Maverick Marlin Black. Now I have to find Mr. Black, or his corpse, before the cops do. Otherwise, they won’t look beyond the bedroom eyes of his gorgeous widow.
But I know different. It’s not just a hunch, but the science of the bullet that took down Black doesn’t add up. I’m on the run to find a rifle that kills without making a sound. Even my genius brain might need help on this one. Who can I turn to? Certainly not the Widow Black or any of Marlin’s associates. They’ve all got motives.
No. The type of assistance I need comes in the form of a Japanese gangster with a Chinese Name. But if Wan Lee helps me, what will he ask for in exchange?
Damn those dames singing the “Save Me” blues. Why aren’t I smart enough to just walk away?
"A Whisper to a Scheme" now available through Amazon.com.
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