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Franklin Maw’s ‘Blood Evidence’ Now Available on Amazon (Guest Post)

 

I’ve made many author frients over the years, and Franklin Maw is one of them. I couldn’t be happier to see him get his first true cime collection out, inspired by his first true life: real crimes committed by real people, some caught, some lost to history, all captivating. Enjoy his guest post and announcement! – Mark

It’s Out. Blood Evidence Is Here.

I’ve had a passion for these stories all my life. Today 25 of them are in a book you can hold in your hands.

Blood Evidence: Twenty-Five True Crime Stories is now available as an eBook and in paperback. The audiobook is coming soon on Spotify, so if you’d like to hear about a Victorian poisoner on your commute than read about her before bed, you won’t have to wait long.

Some of you know how this started. I was ten years old when I read my first real murder in a newspaper, and I never stopped. I cut the stories out and kept them in a shoebox. I kept that shoebox through a lot of jobs, a lot of kitchens and a lot of years. This book is what finally came out of it.

I didn’t want to write about the same cases everyone already knows. You won’t find Jack the Ripper here, or Lizzie Borden. You’ll find Mary Ann Cotton, who buried three husbands and as many as eleven children in England before anyone thought to ask why. You’ll find the woman burned in a valley outside Bergen, Norway, who carried eight false passports and has never been identified. You’ll find the boy in the box in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, who waited sixty-five years for his name. And you’ll find men who spent years in prison for murders they didn’t commit.

Some of these cases were solved. Some never will be. All of them happened, and all of them deserve to be remembered.

If you read it, I’d be grateful for a review. It’s the single best thing you can do for a book like this one.

And I’m not done. Up next is Young Blood: 25 True Stories of Killer Kids. It’s a harder subject, and I almost talked myself out of it. I’m glad I didn’t. Stay tuned for details.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for remembering them with me.

From a safehouse somewhere in Pennsylvania,
Franklin