When the Universe Pulls You Over : You Read a Good Book

I’ve been in Maine now for just over five weeks, and soon, I’ll have some blog posts to entertain each of you (sites seen, food eaten, and soooo much more) also a potential new release in the fall, but now I talk about Karma.

It’s been a month since my release of Karma Cop. My life has been busy working for the season, seeing some sights, and squeezing writing in on days when I’m not too tired, or on my one day off a week. It’s available as a signed paperback, print, eBook (amazon and godless) and wherever eBooks are sold. Now without beating a dead horse, here’s some more on Karma Cop!

You’ve all seen those videos of Instant Karma—a distracted or under the influenced driver swaying on the road only to see the flashing blue lights. There is a deep, satisfying sense of justice when someone who ignores the rules is caught.

In my newest novella, Karma Cop, justice isn’t delivered by the blue light disco ball. It’s delivered by something much older, much hungrier, and far more terrifying. I’ve even been told by a non-horror fan that it was a stunning read, and that she no longer is scared to pick up a book by me, she has always been horror curious, and now, she’s a fan.

Let me talk about my protagonist. I present Raven who lives in a run-down trailer park on the outskirts of Stevats, convinced that she is a victim. She is bitter, resentful, and blames everyone, especially her toxic parents, for her miserable existence.

The reality? Raven is the architect of her own isolation; she has shattered her family’s hearts through her own selfishness. She is a woman who has burned every bridge, only to complain about the heat.

Raven’s life takes a supernatural turn when she purchases a seemingly cheap paperweight. There’s significance in this Santa Claus bobblehead suspended in acrylic. But the cashier at the antique store warns her it’s a talisman. This figure doesn't represent Christmas cheer; it is Akanta, or an undesired thing, the universe’s enforcer.

Known as the Santa Snake, this entity visits those who treat others with disrespect. As Raven’s paperweight begins to click with a mechanized rhythm, she realizes she has inadvertently anchored a sinister force to her life.

Karma Cop isn't just a slasher story, it’s a transgressive descent into the consequences of one's soul. As a vintage trailer with polished metal wings backs in next door, Raven’s sanity begins to unravel. She is forced to witness the visceral collection of debts she never thought she’d have to pay.

In Karma Cop I wrote a tale that moves from the dirt of a trailer park to the metaphysical height of an Obelisk, a golden needle piercing a blue sky where only the selfless can ascend and those who don’t, stay behind to repeat their transgressions. For those like Raven, there is no reward or visiting this golden needle. She is being taunted by something she never saw entering her life, and has to make decisions that will impact her life forever.

Be sure to come back each week, if this is your thing and read some of my adventures, I’m sure you’ll at least remotely be entertained, and maybe learn a thing or two.

Thanks for reading.

Tim Eagle

Tim Eagle is an author of the novellas Stolen Seed, Life Ship, and the Vasectomus Collection. He lives full time, on the road, with his wife, Maria and cat Walter White. He grew up in Michigan and is inspired by the dysfunction of America. His books are available on Amazon, godless and this site timeaglefiction.com 

When the Universe Pulls You Over, You Listen. Tim Eagle