Thanks for the opportunity to talk about my new release, No Good Deed, my first release from DSP Publications. It’s the second Philip Potter Story, but because it’s a prequel, you don’t need to have read Until Thanksgiving. Spoiler alert: Characters appearing in both stories don’t die in the prequel.
I had no idea when I wrote Until Thanksgiving that two prequels would follow (No Good Deed and Happy Independence Day). The thought of writing a novel was intimidating enough—never mind a series. But something about Philip Potter grabbed me and wouldn't let go. Readers loved him too, and shared my interest in his past.
No Good Deed is Philip Potter's story. His fans will find out what sparked his interest in helping gay teens. They'll also learn Philip's deepest, most well-kept secret—unknown even to his precious nephew, Thad Parker.
Discovering Philip required a trip back in time to the sixties—a difficult decade for gays and lesbians. Homosexuality was not just a sin, but also a mental illness, against the law, and universally scorned. Major cities across the U.S. shut down gay-owned businesses, raided gay gathering places, and destroyed the lives of hundreds of men through entrapment, harassment, extortion, and/or brutal, often fatal assaults.
Considering I made him up, you’d expect me to know everything about Philip Potter. Well, I don’t. Philip is one cagey dude. The man’s got more secrets than the National Security Agency and tells me stuff only on a need-to-know basis. He’s pushing 80 now. Anyone who has been out as long as Philip would be just as careful. Old habits die hard.
In a conversation in Until Thanksgiving with his nephew, Philip mentions a lover who’d killed himself thirty years earlier. You could have knocked me over with a feather! I had no idea. Like everyone else, I wanted to know more. No Good Deed is Philip’s story—at least, as much as he’s told me—about the weeks following James’s death in 1966.
Here’s the blurb:
On Christmas Eve in 1966, Philip Potter, a kind-hearted Smithsonian curator, wraps up his last-minute shopping. Meanwhile, his lover of several years takes his own life back in their home. Unaware of what awaits him, Philip drops off gifts at a homeless shelter, an act of generosity that will later make him a suspect in the murder of a male prostitute.
Following James’s shocking death, two men enter Philip’s life—and both drive yellow Continentals. One of them, though, is a killer, with the blood of at least six hustlers on his hands. And both are hiding something.
As Philip is about to discover, no good deed goes unpunished.