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Something different, on Lisa Burton Radio #RRBC

Welcome to another edition of Lisa Burton Radio. This is your host, Lisa the robot girl, with a show that’s a bit different today.

These interviews have gotten really popular, and I’m getting a lot of verbal commitments for future shows. What I’m not getting is action on those commitments. Because of this, I don’t have a guest this week.

I’ve hosted pirates, goblins, ghosts, spies, superheroes, a serial killer, even a lawyer. I have a hunch your characters will fit right in.

This show may be the only character based interview slot on the entire internet. Fiction authors should consider sending me a character to interview. I’m willing to include purchase links, cover art, and bios.

Today, I’m going to do what some of the morning show jocks do and call someone up. While I’m connecting, I’ll make my sponsor C. S. Boyack. He’s my author and writes science fiction, paranormal, and fantasy tales. Here we go.

“Hello. What do you want?”

“Is this Clovis?”

“Yeah. How did you get this number?”

“I’m Lisa the robot girl. I have all the numbers.”

“That chick from the writing cabin?”

“Yes. You’re on the air right now with Lisa Burton Radio.”


“Well, I need a guest and thought of you. How’s my car?”

“Ha, the GTO is fine, but I don’t remember it being yours.”

“It should have been. I asked Craig to let me make a poster with it, but he said it was to obvious. What have you been doing since The Playground wrapped up?”

“Just living the good life. I’m down here in – well let’s just say I’m out in the boondocks.”

“Did you ever meet back up with that special lady?”

“Kind of. We see each other on weekends. Sometimes she comes out to the bait and tackle shop, sometimes I go to town now that the heat’s off.”

“Are you fitting in with your neighbors?”

“I am now. There were a couple of young guys who thought they could rob my till and steal my beer. They weren’t as tough as they thought. Screamed like little girls once I attached the snapping turtles.”

“That’s terrible.”

“Actually, it was pretty funny. They danced around like Michael Jackson trying to shake them off. The dog thought they were playing and knocked them down.”

“How is that stupid dog?”


“He ate my bathing suit you know.”

“That’s what I heard. He means well, but doesn’t always understand.”

“I love animals, so I forgive him. Have you seen any paranormal stuff since you got there?”

“It isn’t as common as you think. I still have that pain-in-the-butt doctor’s card if I ever do. It’s in the car somewhere. I’ve seen some crap, so I know it’s out there. In fact, I’d like to get a rematch with that Morley dude.”

“I don’t see that happening any time soon. He only comes around when someone is going to die.”

“So if I bump off one of those knuckleheads do you think he’d show up?”

“That’s terrible. You’re supposed to be retired and living the good life.”

“Life’s good, but a man still needs to let off steam every now and then.”

“Maybe you can sign up for one of those boot camp kind of programs.”

“I already did that, in the Marines. I don’t see any reason to do it again.”

“It sounds like you’re doing okay. The bait and tackle shop is open again, the car and dog are in good shape, and you have a budding relationship.”

“It’s okay, but retirement’s kind of boring. Maybe I’ll load up Justine and the dog and head down to Mexico for a week.”

“Don’t get into any trouble.”

“Me? I’m the poster boy of caution. If there’s any trouble it’ll be Justine or the dog causing it.”

“Alright, thanks for visiting with us today. Any last words?”

“Yeah. Lose this number.”

“Can’t. Craig makes me keep all of them. He says you never know if someone will return in a story. It happened to me, and it kind of livened things up.”

“Oh yeah? Tell him to send me into one of those schools some asshole decides to shoot up. I’ll bet those guys aren’t nearly as tough as they think they are. They think they’re persecuted now, wait until I get done with them.”

“I, um. I don’t want to know. Bye now.”

Clovis is one of three main characters in The Playground, and he’s not someone to trifle with. If you want to know more about him, I’ll include a purchase link.

I need guests to keep this show going. Authors, drop us a line at Coldhand (dot) Boyack (at) gmail (dot) com and get your characters on the show. I’m really good about tweeting it out all day, sharing it on two Facebook sites, Flipboard, and Stumbleupon. I also tweet them out randomly on Fridays. That’s pretty decent promotion for the cost of free. Come visit with me.

Even if you don’t have a character ready for the show, maybe one of your writer friends does. Please share this post and let them know.


The Playground is a paranormal tale, set in the style of Frank Miller and Quentin Tarantino. It includes a bit of science fiction, but it’s the kind we might actually have next week.

Told from the point of view of three different characters in alternating stories, the threads all tie together at the end.

Why not read a sample, or check it out on Amazon Unlimited for free. Here is the purchase link http://a-fwd.com/asin=B01D6EF6RI


Get your characters on the show. Let readers know how awesome they really are. Use the sharing buttons below and let your friends know about this opportunity. Feel free to use the hashtag #LisaBurtonRadio.


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My GRL & His Revenge, on Lisa Burton Radio #RRBC

Don’t touch that dial. You’ve found Lisa Burton Radio, the show where the characters bring the stories to life. I’m your host, Lisa the robot girl.

Today we have Ned Traines on the air with us. Ned is the Chief of Police in Port Aransas, Texas. “Welcome to the show, Ned.”

“Hello, Lisa. I’m a fan of yours, and it is an honor to be on your show. Also, that boss of yours is some writer. I can tell you his book The Playground had me reaching for my soothing syrup several times.”

“You’re so sweet, Ned. Now, tell us how you came to be the Police Chief, and how you decided on such a beautiful area? I visited an author, John Howell there one time.”

“I started out in the military police where I was lucky enough to get my bachelor’s and master’s degrees. After discharge, I signed up for an interview at the FBI. There were a couple of hundred applicants and to my surprise I got the job. I spent twenty-five years as a agent doing all kinds of assignments. Most I can’t discuss. Eventually, it came down to finding a place to retire but not retire if you know what I mean. Port Aransas was looking for a Chief of Police so I applied and have been there for the last five years. Not an exciting story I know, but that’s how I came here. Oh yes, I know that John Howell guy. I try to stay out of his way and yes it is a beautiful area.”

“Do you wear a uniform, or are you plain clothes? What kind of firepower do you carry?”

“I usually wear what everyone wears. You know, fishing shirt, cap, and shorts. I have a light jacket on most of the time so my two 9mm automatic pistols don’t scare anyone. They can look pretty nasty to tourists.”

“Those are pretty popular. Do you carry them equally, or is one a backup, like some carry in an ankle holster? I only have one, and we refer to it as the B.A.G., which means big assed gun. It’s appropriate, because it’s .50 caliber. I have to carry it in my purse.”

“I have to tell you I usually leave one at home except if I’m involved in some nasty business. Since some pretty weird people came to town, the business has definitely gotten nastier. I like your idea of a purse carry. It is pretty common for plainclothes female cops. I see it most in the big city. I’m impressed you have a .50. Takes a strong person to fire that thing. Of course, you look pretty strong.”

“John Cannon was a guest of mine on a previous show. He lives in Port Aransas. Do you know him?”

“Yeah, I know him. In fact, we have become pretty good friends. When I first met John it wasn’t that way. He was found unconscious next to the body of a young woman who sold him his boat. What was particularly interesting he was lying on the gun that killed her. I figured John was the one who murdered her. Maybe a lover’s spat. Of course,he had this fantastic story about some guys approaching him, but I thought he was lying. We found out he didn’t do it and was a victim. It seems some terrorists wanted his boat, uh My GRL was the name, to create mayhem for America.”

“So you and John teamed up to battle a terrorist? This wouldn’t be Matt Jacobs would it? He called in during John’s interview, and he’s creepy as hell.”

“Well, I can’t come out and accuse Matt of anything I can’t prove but let me say if it walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it is a duck. Anyway, we finally got to the bottom of who was who and arrested a bunch of people on suspicion of terrorism. Mr. Matt Jacobs was nowhere to be found. John and his friend Jason did stop the terrorists and for that the President wanted to give him a medal.”

“Now wait a minute. I know how busy a Police Chief gets. Tell us the truth, have you been reactivated with the FBI?”

“After it was announced that John was to receive the medal a whole bunch of crap…er…violence started happening. I was reactivated into the FBI with the sole responsibility of making sure John was safe. My orders came from the highest level, and I have to tell you it was not an easy assignment.”

“Do you have any idea what their next move is?”

“It is very clear to me that certain individuals, and I’m not saying who, have the idea to get John to help them. I know for a fact that they are hell bent on undermining the President and creating uncertainty in the oil market. I do want these people to know that they won’t get away with their sinister plot, and they’ll have to come through me if they intend to hurt John. That man is a hero and like a son to me so they had better take heed to my warning.”

“We have a caller today. Do you mind, Ned?”

“I just said something that I never told John. It’s probably him. Put him on and I’ll call him my son to his face.”

“Hello caller, you’re on the air. Do you have a question for Ned?”

“Is this the Lisa show?”

“Yes, caller. Who are you, and what is your question?”

“This is Geneen Taines, Ned’s wife. Can you pass a message to Ned?”

“You can tell him yourself. We’re on the air right now.”

“Oh. No wonder he didn’t answer his phone.”

“Geneen, you said you had a message for Ned.”

“Um, okay. Ned, a nice man called from Keewaydin Lane Books.”

“Okay, honey. What did he want?

“He said he wants to write a book about your exploits as an FBI agent.”

“Did he leave his name?”

“Yes, I wrote it down. It’s John W. Howell.”

“Oh my gosh, Ned, that’s the guy I interviewed when I flew down to Texas.”

“He’s the guy behind all the mayhem with My GRL and now His Revenge.”

“He is, honey? Well I don’t want you messing around with him. He almost did us all in on that so called John J. Cannon trilogy.”

“Okay Geneen. I’ll call this guy after the show. Thanks.”

“What are you going to tell him?

“Can we talk about this after the show?”

“Oh yes, I understand.”

“Goodbye dear. I’ll be home soon.”

“Oh, and can you pick up a loaf of bread on your way home?”

“Yes dear. Goodbye.”

“There you have it listners. It sounds like John Cannon is still in trouble. It also sounds like we may be teasing a Ned Traines book, maybe even a trilogy. What do you think, Ned.”

“I really don’t have a ton of control. If this Howell guy decides to write a book, I can’t do much to stop him. I sure will be on the lookout for a partner, though. You have any interest, Lisa?”

“For Lisa Burton Radio, I’m Lisa Burton. I’ll post some links so you can check out the John J. Cannon trilogy for yourselves.”


His Revenge

America loves John Cannon, its newest hero, and the President wants to present him with the highest civilian medal for bravery for saving the Annapolis midshipman from a terrorist plot to destroy them. While in Washington for the award ceremony, John unwillingly becomes an accomplice in another plan by the same group to attack the credibility of the US President and the stability of the worldwide oil market. There is no way out as John either becomes a traitor to America or causes thousands of innocent people to die if he refuses.

The second John J Cannon Thriller moves from a barrier Island off the coast of Texas to Washington DC, then to Northern California, and finally to Ecuador. John is on the receiving end of an offer he cannot refuse. His avowed enemy Matt Jacobs now wants John to help him shake the reputation of the US in the world political arena. If John refuses, Matt plans to murder innocent Americans including John’s latest relationship. John’s only way out is to pretend to go along with the plan and hope for a miracle.

John Cannon unwillingly becomes an accomplice in a terrorist plot to undermine the US President’s credibility and the stability of the worldwide oil market.


John J. Cannon successful San Francisco lawyer takes a leave of absence from the firm and buys a boat he names My GRL. He is unaware that his newly-purchased boat had already been targeted by a terrorist group. John’s first inkling of a problem is when he wakes up in the hospital where he learns he was found unconscious next to the dead body of the attractive young woman who sold him the boat in the first place. John now stands between the terrorists and the success of their mission.

The second John J. Cannon thriller is also available and titled His Revenge.


John’s main interests are reading and writing. He turned to writing as a full-time occupation after an extensive career in business. John writes fictional short stories and novels as well as a daily blog. His first novel, My GRL is available on Amazon and wherever e-books are sold. His second, His Revenge is available on Amazon and KDP Select.The final book in the John J. Cannon Trilogy Our Justice is scheduled for launch in July 2016.

John lives on a barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico off the coast of South Texas with his wife and spoiled rescue pets.

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