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Debrah Martin (writing as D.B. Martin)

Debrah Martin plots fast-paced thrillers as D.B. Martin, as Debrah Martin she writes literary fiction, and as Lily Stuart she is THE teen detective.

Debrah’s past careers have spanned two businesses, teaching, business networking and social event management. She chaired a literary festival in 2014 and also mentors new writers.

Her website is www.debrahmartin.co.uk 

AUTHOR: Debrah Martin (writing as D.B. Martin)

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Patchwork Pieces

BOOK TITLE:
Patchwork Pieces
ISBN:
978-0-9929961-8-5
DATE PUBLISHED:
13/04/2015
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Debrah Martin writes under three different pen names and in three very different genres. She plots fast-paced and compelling thrillers as D.B. Martin, with the first in the Patchwork trilogy, Patchwork Man, having been recently awarded a coveted B.R.A.G. Medallion. The explosive conclusion to the series, Patchwork Pieces, was released on 13th April 2015. As Debrah Martin she writes literary fiction, where often the truth IS stranger than fiction, and two new titles are due to be released in 2015/16. And not to be overlooked is her YA teen detective series, penned as Lily Stuart – THE teen detective. Irreverent, blunt, funny and vulnerable. Webs is the first in the series, with Magpies released in Summer 2015.

So why not stick to just one name and one genre?

‘Variety is the spice of life,’ she says. ‘And I continually have all these new ideas – they have to come out somehow!’

Debrah’s past careers have spanned two businesses, teaching, running business networking for the University of Winchester (UK) and social event management. She chaired the Wantage (not just Betjeman) Literary Festival in 2014 and also mentors new writers.

 

You can find out about all of her books and latest releases on her website www.debrahmartin.co.uk

BOOK DESCRIPTION

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When Lawrence Juste QC, gentleman and liar, originally championed the case of the boy who reminded him of himself, he couldn’t have known precisely how much like him the boy would turn out to be. Or that the boy’s past was already as entangled in murder and betrayal as his own.

 

Now the wheel has turned full circle. The past is the present, the betrayed are the betrayers and only the ultimate sacrifice can save both Juste and the boy. The only question ultimately remaining, as the patchwork completes:

 

Who will be sacrificed?

 

 

Patchwork Pieces is the final book in the Patchwork People trilogy of murder, mystery and lethal romance.

BOOK REVIEWS

Glenda Bixler

Patchwork Pieces: Sometimes Natural Justice is the Only Justice... By. D. B. Martin OMG, this is one of the most complicated books, and trilogy, that I've ever read. Readers will be just as confused as the main character, Lawrence Juste. The author gives little to help us through the maze that Juste travels. The ending? well, it could not have been any different, even though it will be a total surprise, I guarantee it! I was tense throughout the entire last book--who can Juste trust? Who can I, the reader, feel confident enough about to know whether to believe any of the individuals that surrounded Lawrence. At the end, I realized I totally believed only Mary, Lawrence's sister, who had been declared insane many years ago... A suspense thriller like no other... If you have not previously known of this trilogy, I highly advise you read my reviews for Patchwork Man and Patchwork People to become somewhat acquainted with the story. The trilogy follows Kenny, who later changes his name, from his childhood through to the present. Kenny's family was torn into pieces by the courts and Kenny grew up on state care, only to be later taken into the home of a prominent man who lavishly took care of him, for favors... The money that had been given to Kenny is now being demanded back by family representatives and, Lawrence, who is himself now a man of the courts, is fighting for his life, by going back into his early life to try to figure out and gather information about what has happened. For quite recently, the wife who he had just buried, had begun to send him messages... A key point to remember is that everything that Lawrence, and you the reader, will learn, will come to you in pieces...His life, by now, has broken into so many pieces that he's not sure patches can ever help... Indeed, trying to get over your spouse's death has just begun when his whole world turns topsy-turvy... And a young boy is a major reason why... His Social Worker becomes another individual who has unfortunately also gained a piece of his heart and they begin an affair. Soon, however, he begins to doubt her as trustworthy. And, soon, he begins to realize that the boy is probably a member of his family...but how and who is his parents?! Appearance had done their job. I was the perfect caricature of the loser - and almost not a lie, because without an emotional rudder, that was exactly what I was becoming. The fling with Kat had been my middle-aged swansong but I'd even failed in that. How did you cultivate love based on lies, or a relationship based on a chasm? Neither of us had been honest enough with each other to bridge the gap, and the claim to Danny that I was invincible had been born out of the work Margaret had so diligently toiled at for me over the years. I was the perfect patchwork, painstakingly pieced together out of her works, social steering and careful grooming. The empty space I'd acknowledged existed in my life when she went wasn't merely because her routines were no longer in place to keep me rigidly in check, it was because she was no longer there to fill it. I'd been blind about that too. I didn't just miss her. I needed her, or someone like her. Without her, My patchworked life would be no more than prayed pieces of threat before long. ~~~ In the midst of the personal crises that were entering Juste's life, including the loss of his car and home through vandalism, there were many legal issues that surrounded him, all of which he was suspected for, or was a "person of interest..." There was the theft of the majority of the money from the law firm of which Lawrence was a member... Then there was the trouble that Kat's, his lover, brother got into and was being used for a bit of blackmail. Then one of Lawrence's sister was murdered, a woman who was supposedly Danny's mother but wasn't... and who Lawrence had been accused of being intimate with to father the boy... Then Win, his older brother, was accused of that murder, so Win needed his brother to act as his solicitor... In the meantime, his dead wife, now back, was using Danny to send Lawrence messages. and at one point was kidnapped for millions in ransom... There is no way I'm going to even try to tell you the "story" as it moves forward, but if you pay close attention, you will be able to follow everything, even if you don't pick up any clues about what's happening. At one point, you may even question whether Lawrence is indeed guilty of some of what he's being accused of... But, no matter what, you will easily determine that somebody, or more than one person, is out to ruin Lawrence...and has been doing a wonderful job in totally discrediting him professionally, if not personally (for everybody, that is). Because one person--Danny--believes in him... And, for Lawrence that is enough to make him do what he had to do, to ensure Danny was ultimately safe. And what we do know is that money is at the root of all that is evil! "What's mine is yours, as long as what's yours is mine." He winked and threw that the car keys. "And given what you got, that's a lot - but I'll still skin you if she comes back dented," he shuffled off, whisling tunelessly. It sounded like "Money, Money, Money," or an off-key version of it - much like my plan... ~~~ "For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known." --1 Corinthians 13:12 ~~~ I've said it before and I'll finish with it again...This is a brilliantly plotted trilogy, full of intricate planning that is full of obfuscating activities until only, as the final book is ending, that the main character has begun to understand, even if he doesn't know the full truth yet, that, finally, readers will know it all, even as he learns, and accepts, the total truthful amazing story! Simply fantastic! GABixlerReviews

Karen Dahood

Author: D. B. Martin Publisher: IM Books, 2014 ISBN: 978-0-9929961 “Just because you’re related doesn’t mean you can trust anyone.” “Psychological thriller fiction” is the assigned genre of the PATCHWORK project. Last October I reviewed PATCHWORK MAN (“D.B. Martin is not afraid to bring her readers to unpleasant realities, distasteful characters, and to moral questions that have no simple or, perhaps, any permanent solutions.”) Then, after PATCHWORK PEOPLE, feeling things were muddled, I simply conceded, “Anyone who knows London will enjoy Debrah Martin’s details in describing familiar places in original ways.” I also conceded its thrills: “Lots of intriguing clues are left around the house or delivered by intruders who seem to have slithered through the keyhole.” Now, with PATCHWORK PIECES, I get it. Martin’s metaphor is apt as she applies it to the increasingly secular era we live in. Many of us who still adhere to the values instilled by the church will be disturbed by the composition of the family she has created and decomposition of their morals. At the same time, tracing the alterations of Lawrence Juste, a respected London barrister, from his impoverished childhood as 9-year-old Kenny Juss into mid-life, Martin reveals a great tragedy in the alterations to Britain’s economy and priorities. It is difficult to review the third in a set that has a single plot as complex as this one. It will make a great TV series if anyone can do it, something like BBC’s “Broadchurch” (“Gracepoint” in the United States). I would follow an extended story; there are characters I’d like to know better, especially Mary, the sister living in an asylum who hides messages in origami birds. And what about Binnie? Is she really dead? Debrah Martin herself is complex. She also does literary fiction and (as Lily Stuart) detective novels for young adults. She explains on her Facebook page what they have in common: “I write stories on the edge – be it the edge of fear, edge of love, edge of madness or the edge of transformation. Let me take you over the edge.” Here her style of writing is perfect pitch straightforward, thank goodness. Her major characters are delightfully (or frightfully) distinct. The only problem is that some of them have two names and/or two identities, including the unraveling narrator, who is brought to his knees by some incredible scheming. He is a schemer, too, but only to survive and to protect the innocent. I admire Martin for her skills and also the moral sensibility that comes through even as she is teasing her readers. That said, I must admit I’m not the best kind of reader for her work. She is brilliant, to be sure, and I am no dummy, but I think a Times crossword puzzle addict would stick with it in more delight. I am currently forcing myself through WOLF HALL, for which I am grateful for the genealogical chart. I wish this book had been produced with a sociogram – but it would give away too many secrets. I don’t want to discourage you. Start with the 64-second trailer for PATCHWORK MAN on Martin’s website http://www.debrahmartin.co.uk/thriller-fiction/). That will inspire you to read the books and in order. You may struggle, but will be rewarded with many surprises and memorable lines ranging from pictorial to wise. From PATCHWORK PIECES: “[The detective’s] lips pursed whimsically and the duck pout became a trout pout.” “It’s a skill, differentiating between a lie and a truth. They can be made to sound the same but they’re not. The lie is practised – crafted, complete – and perfect every time. The truth can be the slightest bit different each time it’s told, depending on who is telling it – but still be the truth.”

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