Back to The Oaxacan Kid. Chris McVeigh, the publisher of Fahrenheit Press (that's one of their logos above), offered to take on my latest and he's on the verge of unleashing it on the world. I submitted to Fahrenheit Press just to sort of shake things up a bit. It has nothing to do with any kind of dissatisfaction with the publisher of my three crime fighting bluesmen books, Barking Rain Press. I'll always love BRP and owe them a huge debt of gratitude. I just decided to do exactly what I said. Shake things up a bit. So, I sat out looking for a press that focused on the criminal elements of fiction. I ran into Fahrenheit Press and the renegade attitude of Mr. McVeigh and felt somewhat of a kinship with the philosophy adopted by the press. By the time I received an offer of publication, I'd read a couple of books by Fahrenheit authors and was impressed by the talent. Quite possibly by the time anyone gets around to reading this post (since I've neglected it far too long), The Oaxacan Kid will be out there amazing the crime fiction community and kicking butt. Look for it really soon on Amazon and while you are at it grab one of my books in the crime fighting bluesmen series.
Here's a little teaser: Two of his friends are killed, a blues club he’s remodeling burns down, his wife is forced to kill three home intruders, his car is firebombed, and he becomes the target of a Mexican Cartel because of his meddling. It all began because Foster Cane collects old blues recordings, the older the better. It’s a passion that his wife fails to understand and she’s quite amused when he tells her his plans to search an estate sale in a predominately Hispanic neighborhood in Houston. “Couldn’t hurt,” he tells her, and he firmly believes it until he attempts to track down an obscure harmonica player called The Oaxacan Kid.