Can You Hear Me Now? Relative Karma Goes Audio. Part 1 of a 10-Part Countdown.

Posted: February 15, 2015 in Relative Karma Goes Audio
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Pay attention, kids, because there will be a quiz when the countdown ends and the confetti flies. It will be a tough quiz and there will be prizes. You have been warned.

Now then. Why have I brought you all here today? Because—cyber drumroll, if you please—Relative Karma is going audio! To say I’m excited is to vastly understate the situation. It’s more like this:


Yes, exactly like that.

Relative Karma is an intensely personal book for me; much of the inspiration for the book was taken (sort of) from real life. More on that later.

What has me squeeeeeing like that goldilocks above is the shear magic of hearing my characters rise up and speak so many years after their creation. They live, ladies and gents, they liiiive!


Ahem. It’s at this point that I need to give a hellacious shout-out to the brilliant narrator of Relative Karma, Branden Mckenzie. His gift is substantial and I am over the moon that we found each other.

But on to the reason for calling you all forth from the nether regions. As the audio rendition has brought Relative Karma back to life for its creator, so would I like to breathe life into the book itself. Or, if you will, the story. Why I wrote it. Why I had to write it. Why I care about it, and why I want you to go and do likewise. To that end, I will endeavor to open myself to you by giving a behind-the-scenes look at the characters, excerpts from the book (with commentary), and, as promised above, a sprinkling of clues along the way for the quiz at the end. I hope you will find all this interesting. I hope you will tell your friends. And (heck, we all know why you’re really here) I hope you will all go out and by the book (click here) and review it and generally make a great big fuss about it.

I intend to bare my soul. And trust me, the inspiration for Relative Karma ain’t pretty. Some of you may well decide you’d be better off crossing me off your list of acquaintances. I will understand. I very nearly crossed myself off. I do not take lightly the circumstances that led to the telling (or retelling) of this story.

Make no mistake: Relative Karma is a work of fiction; a what-if scenario that grew legs and ran off. But every ounce of emotion portrayed is real. I lived it, and nearly died with it.

That’s probably enough for starters, but I will leave you with this:

There are three people central to this story who are based on real folks—Jeff Vincent, Shelley Vincent, and Darcy Lytle. Only two will have their real names revealed. The third is long out of my life and I wish her no harm—there are very few people still in my life who know her true identity, and outside of my immediate family they are unlikely to read this post or my book.

Jeff Vincent is me. No big shock there, it’s a first-person narrative. Shelley is my lovely wife Charla (yes, I checked with her before posting this). And (this is where I want to delete all this and move on to something else) I did lose my mind and leave my beloved for another, more or less as described. And, as described in the narrative, I came unhinged when I realized what I’d done. Jeff’s self-loathing in the book tells it better than I want to in this post. Enough.

This is us, much as we appeared in my head during the writing, although not quite so blurry:

Jeff and Shelley

With the exception of Jeff Vincent’s colossal act of betrayal, none of the things in Relative Karma actually happened. But I did live for a brief, dark time at the exact location referenced in midtown Sacramento. And The Yuba is exactly where I said it is, although with a different name. Go there; eat the food; drink the beer. You will not be disappointed.

As I said, the story started with a what-if question: “What would my life have looked like if things had not gone as they did? In short: What if Charla had not taken me back?”

The question “What if?” is the writer’s best friend. Everything stems from that one simple query. We just have to be brave enough to try and answer it honestly. And on the subject of questions, I offer myself up to yours. Ask me anything (preferably about Relative Karma, but I’m flexible) and I will answer as honestly as is possible. Post your question(s) in the comments section below and I will address them in a later post. I promise.

I’ll leave you now with the opening lines of Relative Karma:

I’d been dead for a year…
The day my life began to literally take on color again was a Friday, exactly one year to the day after I did everything in my power to fuck it all up for good. This colorful Friday was also one day before people started showing up dead.

What one very kind reviewer had to say:

“This novel was an excellent, entertaining ride. I enjoyed it so much that I read it all in one day. Reaves creates a genuine landscape of real people suffering from regret and trying to pull their lives back together. He sets the stage for a juicy mystery, kicked off by a strange murder that turns the life of his main character upside down. The novel’s twists and turns keep the reader guessing and wondering what will happen next. This was the first novel I’ve read by Reaves, and it was fantastic.
~ Sara Brooke, author of Kransen House and The Awakening ~


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