Mark P Sadler
Growing up in England gave Sadler a different perspective on life in America, but he assimilated quickly. He attended college in Big Sandy, TX, as a journalism major, in 1975 and then spent eighteen years in Oklahoma City writing for the OKC Sports Fan Forum, and then occasionally free-lancing articles for newspapers in Oklahoma and Arizona.
Sadler fed his yen to be a writer while working primarily in the debt-collection field. After a divorce he ended up on a mind-clearing hike on the Appalachian Trail which spawned the idea for “Blood on His Hands”, a novel that follows an Oklahoma rough-neck on a wild chase leading to a face-off on the Appalachian Trail in Georgia.
Sadler now resides in Tucson, AZ where he is currently working on a series of police thrillers featuring his new character, Nate Duarte, a detective in the Sex Crimes Division of the Tucson Police Department.
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Blood on His Hands
by Mark P Sadler
Michael Renton's life seemed to end the moment he pulled the trigger sending his unfaithful wife and her lover into oblivion. On the lam, his journey takes him from rural Oklahoma to the glitz of Las Vegas to northern Georgia on to the Appalachian Trail.
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Witch of the Bayou
on Feb. 12, 2012
Amelia is an enchantress rather than a witch, a red-haired vixen that naturally conjurs up the dark powers in a futile attempt to fight the iniquity of her father, the devil incarnate,a smiling wolf-in-sheep's-clothing to the townsfolk during the day and the perverse molester in her bed at night.
This incestuous relationship increases after poor Maman dies and Amelia tries to escape the clutches of her father for a taste of true backwoods Canjun love. That the story starts of with the discovery of poor Amelia's body lets us know that darkness begats darkness.
We gladly follow Kelly's sparkling diamond of a tale as she drags us through the muck and mire of Louisiana's snake-ridden swamps hoping for "a little Canjun recompense" of our own.