Myrria would like to welcome Beverly McClure stopped by to visit the Dragon’s Lair to talk about her book A Pirate, a Blockade Runner and a Cat.

A PIRATE, A BLOCKADE RUNNER, AND A CAT

Tween Paranormal

 

Blurb:

 

Thirteen-year-old Erik Burks’ life is falling apart. When he discovers a lace bra in the glove compartment of his dad’s car, his mom leaves his father and drags Erik from being king of the hill in Texas to the bottom of the pits in South Carolina. No Dad, no baseball, no friends, just Starry Knight (a girl who reads minds) and her equally weird brother, Stormy, the twins that live down the block.

Just when Erik thinks life can’t get any worse, while hanging out at the beach one evening, he and the twins notice lights radiating from the lighthouse. Stranger still, a ship materializes in the moonlit harbor. Curious, the twins and a reluctant Erik investigate and discover the ghost of a blockade runner, a cat, and a pirate who prowls Charleston Harbor, and the fun begins.

 

 

Excerpt:

 

“Have you seen the lights?” Star asked.

 

On the day we met she told me to call her Star or Starry. Either way she was from outer space. I glanced over my shoulder at the football field length of tall grass separating the beach from the nearest houses.

 

“You mean those?” I pointed at the hazy glow around a street lamp. “What’s the big deal?”

 

“Not those. Over there.” Star tipped her head in the direction of the water. “Look.”

“I’m looking. I’m looking.” Why was she so excited? All I saw was a faint beam of light floating across the inlet. “So? It’s a reflection of the moon.”

 

Star shook her head. “No moon tonight.”

 

She was right. Yet stars (the heavenly kind, not the girl) glittered between the layers of gathering clouds. “Okay, it’s only the starlight.”

 

“The light comes from the lighthouse,” Star said.

 

“You can see it blink on and off,” Storm added.

 

Morris Island Lighthouse stood several hundred yards into the water. According to Mom, who was big on history, the water was land during the Civil War. Over the years the sea had eroded the shore and water now surrounded the lighthouse. I couldn’t deny the yellow glow flowing from the top of the building. I couldn’t explain it either.

 

“Impossible. Mom said the lighthouse has been out of commission for years. The lantern was removed. Sullivan’s Island Lighthouse across Charleston Harbor replaced it.”

 

“Then tell us what it is, Erik,” Star said. “You see it. Storm and I see it. This isn’t the first time, either. On cloudy, rainy nights the light flashes on.”

 

“It’s not raining,” I said.

 

“It is raining.”

 

Star had barely said the words when a gust of wind whipped across the beach. Sand spiraled like a Texas dust devil. Something wet slapped me on the nose. Several somethings wet—raindrops. The space girl predicted the weather. So what? Dark clouds usually brought rain. “Yeah, it’s raining.” Under my breath I mumbled, “And I’m getting wet.”

 

In a lame attempt to pep me up about my new home, Mom had promised many adventures waited for me in Charleston. Adventures? Yeah. If you called ocean waves slurping against the shore and neighbors with two grains of sand each for brains adventures, I was up to my wet nose in adventures.

 

The twins stared into the gloomy night, watching the light fading into a dim sliver.

 

The rain seeped into my T-shirt, gluing it to my skin. Lightning raced across the sky. I shivered. I’d had enough.
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I shook Stormy’s shoulder. He kept his eyes focused across the inlet. Star didn’t budge. They could drown if they wanted. I was outta there. I jumped to my feet, turned, and took one step, before Star snagged my ankle.

 

“Wait. Where are you going?”

 

“Home, before I turn into a duck with webbed feet,” I yelled above the whistling wind and growling thunder.

 

She freed my ankle and stood. Raindrops plastered her carrot-red hair against her face.

“Besides the light, we’ve seen a ship, Erik. It always comes during bad weather.”

 

“Who? How? They can’t.”

 

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Available at:

 

MuseItUp Publishing:  http://bit.ly/13kSy3h

Amazon:           http://amzn.to/WWZTAH

Smashwords:   www.smashwords.com/books/view/277526

Kobo:               http://store.kobo.com/en-US/ebook/a-pirate-a-blockade-runner-and-a-cat

 

Beverly’s Bio:  

 

Beverly Stowe McClure, sometimes known as the bug lady, is a former teacher who now writes stories and articles for children and teens. She also enjoys discovering her ancestors, snapping pictures of wildlife and clouds, and taking long walks in the country.

 

She plays the piano. (Thank you, Mom, for making encouraging me to practice.) When she isn’t writing, she reads. Watching baseball, her two cats curled beside her, is another of her favorite activities.

 

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Links:

Website:  http://beverlystowemcclure.wordpress.com

Blog:       http://beverlystowemcclure.blogspot.com

Face Book:  http://www.facebook.com/beverlysmcclure

Good Reads: http://goodreads.com/author/show/11462.Beverly_Stowe_McClure

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