E.A. Briginshaw's Blog
June 24, 2025
"Passenger 14C" Free Until June 27th
This week I'm running a promotion, in conjunction with eReaders News Today, making the Kindle version of "Passenger 14C" FREE until June 27th.
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Passenger-14C-...
I obviously don't make any money giving away free books, but I'm hoping that people who enjoy the first book in the trilogy will purchase the other two books (Secrets and The Guilty).
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Passenger-14C-...
I obviously don't make any money giving away free books, but I'm hoping that people who enjoy the first book in the trilogy will purchase the other two books (Secrets and The Guilty).
April 4, 2025
"The Guilty" Now Available
My latest book titled "The Guilty" is now available on Amazon here: https://www.amazon.com/Guilty-Andrew-...
It is the third book in "The Andrew McKenzie Trilogy" which includes "Passenger 14C" (2023) and "Secrets" (2024). If you're interested in reading all three books, they are available as a single publication here: https://www.amazon.com/Andrew-McKenzi...
It is the third book in "The Andrew McKenzie Trilogy" which includes "Passenger 14C" (2023) and "Secrets" (2024). If you're interested in reading all three books, they are available as a single publication here: https://www.amazon.com/Andrew-McKenzi...
November 21, 2024
"The Second Shooter" FREE until November 25th
The Kindle version of my book "The Second Shooter" is available on Amazon for FREE from today until November 25th.
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Second-Shooter...
The other books in the series (Goliath, The Third Option) are on sale for $1.99 until the end of the month.
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Second-Shooter...
The other books in the series (Goliath, The Third Option) are on sale for $1.99 until the end of the month.
July 26, 2024
Olympics Promotion of "The Legacy"
With the Paris Olympics officially starting today and running until August 11th, I'm running a promotion on my 2014 book titled "The Legacy" which is a kidnapping story told against the backdrop of the Rio Olympics. The Kindle version of "The Legacy" is FREE on Amazon from today until July 29th, then priced at 99 cents until August 11th, after which it will return to the normal price of $3.50 USD. Here's a link: https://www.amazon.ca/Legacy-Briginsh...
March 16, 2024
"Secrets" Now Available
I'm pleased to announce that my latest book titled "Secrets" is now available.
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Secrets-Andrew...
It is the sequel to "Passenger 14C", which I released last year. For the next couple of weeks, I'm putting "Passenger 14C" on sale for 99 cents.
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Passenger-14C-...
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Secrets-Andrew...
It is the sequel to "Passenger 14C", which I released last year. For the next couple of weeks, I'm putting "Passenger 14C" on sale for 99 cents.
Link: https://www.amazon.com/Passenger-14C-...
November 20, 2023
"The Second Shooter" Free From November 20th to 24th
This Wednesday, November 22nd, is the 60th anniversary of the assassination of President John F. Kennedy. In honour of that tragic event, the Kindle version of my book titled "The Second Shooter" is being made available for free from November 20th to 24th.
Here's the link to it on Amazon.com: https://www.amazon.com/Second-Shooter...
When I wrote the book back in 2015, I was expecting (hoping?) that all records related to the assassination would be released in October 2017, as per the terms dictated by the JFK Records Act of 1992. However, the CIA and the FBI pressured the President to once again prevent thousands of those records from being released. It is estimated that there are approximately 14,000 records that have never been made public. President Biden is expected to make a decision on whether to release those documents on December 15th this year. However, I'm not optimistic that those records will ever be made public.
My book is fiction, but if you read between the lines of the plot of the book, it will become apparent who I believe was involved. In the book, a student unwittingly comes into possession of some of these records after they are accidentally released. The records are encrypted, so he doesn't really know what he has, but forces within the government are using whatever means necessary to get them back.
Here's the link to it on Amazon.com: https://www.amazon.com/Second-Shooter...
When I wrote the book back in 2015, I was expecting (hoping?) that all records related to the assassination would be released in October 2017, as per the terms dictated by the JFK Records Act of 1992. However, the CIA and the FBI pressured the President to once again prevent thousands of those records from being released. It is estimated that there are approximately 14,000 records that have never been made public. President Biden is expected to make a decision on whether to release those documents on December 15th this year. However, I'm not optimistic that those records will ever be made public.
My book is fiction, but if you read between the lines of the plot of the book, it will become apparent who I believe was involved. In the book, a student unwittingly comes into possession of some of these records after they are accidentally released. The records are encrypted, so he doesn't really know what he has, but forces within the government are using whatever means necessary to get them back.
April 24, 2023
"Passenger 14C" Now Available
I'm pleased to announce the release of my latest book titled "Passenger 14C".
https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0C367VXR2
When reporter Andrew McKenzie is jolted awake after an emergency landing of a trans-Atlantic flight in Gander, Newfoundland, he discovers he is one of the few people onboard the flight who is still alive. During the subsequent investigation by the authorities, he realizes he is no longer being treated as a lucky survivor of the airline disaster, but has now become the prime suspect in a terrorist attack. With the assistance of his nurse from the Intensive Care Unit, he is determined to find out who the mysterious passenger was in seat 14C and what really happened onboard that flight.
https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0C367VXR2
When reporter Andrew McKenzie is jolted awake after an emergency landing of a trans-Atlantic flight in Gander, Newfoundland, he discovers he is one of the few people onboard the flight who is still alive. During the subsequent investigation by the authorities, he realizes he is no longer being treated as a lucky survivor of the airline disaster, but has now become the prime suspect in a terrorist attack. With the assistance of his nurse from the Intensive Care Unit, he is determined to find out who the mysterious passenger was in seat 14C and what really happened onboard that flight.
February 4, 2023
Chapter 1 of "Passenger 14C"
I just completed the first draft of my new book titled "Passenger 14C" and it's now in the hands of the first beta reader. It will probably take several more months to go through the revising and editing processes. (I normally go through six complete revisions before it's finalized.) Here's the first chapter...
I awoke with a start when the plane made a hard landing, throwing everything that wasn’t securely fastened spiraling throughout the cabin.
Who was flying this thing? A plane as sophisticated as a Boeing 777 wasn’t supposed to bounce when it landed. The pilot doubled down by applying the brakes as hard as he could, making my already throbbing headache even worse.
I looked out the window and tried to focus my eyes on the surrounding landscape. Something was wrong. This was definitely not Pearson International Airport in Toronto.
The pilot turned the plane and taxied toward the terminal, but stopped on the tarmac out in the middle of nowhere. I could see numerous firetrucks, ambulances and police cars racing toward the plane.
I scanned the inside of the cabin, but it was hard to see because the interior lights were dimmed. There were no other passengers in my row, but I could faintly see a few people in the rows ahead of me calmly sitting in their seats as if this was a normal landing procedure. It obviously wasn’t. Some passengers were wearing oxygen masks that had dropped from the overhead control panels, but most weren’t.
That’s when I realized my oxygen mask had slipped off of my face when we’d landed and was now uselessly spewing oxygen into my left ear. I didn’t remember even putting it on.
Peering out the window again, I saw the grounds crew frantically maneuvering a stairwell up to the front doors of the plane. Another group of men were raising a platform up to the second set of doors. Why wasn’t someone making an announcement telling us what the hell was going on?
I looked around the cabin, but none of the other passengers seemed to be doing anything. Screw that, I thought. It was time to take action. I got out of my seat and carefully navigated toward the front of the plane. I had just made my way around the boundary to the Premium Economy section when someone wearing a full Hazmat suit shone a flashlight in my eyes. He seemed as surprised to see me as I did him.
“I’ve got one!” he yelled.
Another guy in a Hazmat suit suddenly appeared and put a full-scale gas mask over my face and the two of them quick-marched me to the front of the plane and strapped me down onto a stretcher.
“What’s happening?” I screamed, but they didn’t answer.
The stretcher was rolled out onto a platform outside the doors of the plane and I felt myself being lowered to the ground. I was looking everywhere trying to figure out what was going on when I saw a huge sign on a building in the distance. Gander. We’d landed in Gander, Newfoundland, not Toronto. I thought back to 9/11 when numerous trans-Atlantic flights had been diverted to Gander.
As the platform my stretcher was on descended, I could see the pilots, also wearing gas masks, being led toward waiting ambulances. When I reached the ground, my stretcher was loaded into an ambulance and I heard the driver say over the radio, “Ambulance zero-six on way to hospital with one patient – male – from airport. Expected arrival, seven minutes. Isolation room required. Medical status to come.”
The paramedic in the back of the ambulance with me was wearing full PPE (Personal Protective Equipment) and hadn’t said a word to me, but was busy connecting me to all kinds of medical devices. Numerous scopes, tracking every vital medical measurement flashed on the screens. I had no idea what any of them meant, but he seemed surprised by the numbers.
Finally, he spoke to me. “What’s your name?”
“Andrew McKenzie.”
“Age?”
“Forty-eight.”
He shone a bright light into each of my eyes like he was trying to peer inside my brain.
“What’s wrong with me?” I asked.
He quickly looked at all of the numbers on the scopes and then looked back at me.
“Nothing, as far as I can tell right now. You’re lucky.”
“Why am I so lucky?”
He hesitated before answering. “Because, as far as I know, you’re the only passenger on that plane that’s still alive.”
I awoke with a start when the plane made a hard landing, throwing everything that wasn’t securely fastened spiraling throughout the cabin.
Who was flying this thing? A plane as sophisticated as a Boeing 777 wasn’t supposed to bounce when it landed. The pilot doubled down by applying the brakes as hard as he could, making my already throbbing headache even worse.
I looked out the window and tried to focus my eyes on the surrounding landscape. Something was wrong. This was definitely not Pearson International Airport in Toronto.
The pilot turned the plane and taxied toward the terminal, but stopped on the tarmac out in the middle of nowhere. I could see numerous firetrucks, ambulances and police cars racing toward the plane.
I scanned the inside of the cabin, but it was hard to see because the interior lights were dimmed. There were no other passengers in my row, but I could faintly see a few people in the rows ahead of me calmly sitting in their seats as if this was a normal landing procedure. It obviously wasn’t. Some passengers were wearing oxygen masks that had dropped from the overhead control panels, but most weren’t.
That’s when I realized my oxygen mask had slipped off of my face when we’d landed and was now uselessly spewing oxygen into my left ear. I didn’t remember even putting it on.
Peering out the window again, I saw the grounds crew frantically maneuvering a stairwell up to the front doors of the plane. Another group of men were raising a platform up to the second set of doors. Why wasn’t someone making an announcement telling us what the hell was going on?
I looked around the cabin, but none of the other passengers seemed to be doing anything. Screw that, I thought. It was time to take action. I got out of my seat and carefully navigated toward the front of the plane. I had just made my way around the boundary to the Premium Economy section when someone wearing a full Hazmat suit shone a flashlight in my eyes. He seemed as surprised to see me as I did him.
“I’ve got one!” he yelled.
Another guy in a Hazmat suit suddenly appeared and put a full-scale gas mask over my face and the two of them quick-marched me to the front of the plane and strapped me down onto a stretcher.
“What’s happening?” I screamed, but they didn’t answer.
The stretcher was rolled out onto a platform outside the doors of the plane and I felt myself being lowered to the ground. I was looking everywhere trying to figure out what was going on when I saw a huge sign on a building in the distance. Gander. We’d landed in Gander, Newfoundland, not Toronto. I thought back to 9/11 when numerous trans-Atlantic flights had been diverted to Gander.
As the platform my stretcher was on descended, I could see the pilots, also wearing gas masks, being led toward waiting ambulances. When I reached the ground, my stretcher was loaded into an ambulance and I heard the driver say over the radio, “Ambulance zero-six on way to hospital with one patient – male – from airport. Expected arrival, seven minutes. Isolation room required. Medical status to come.”
The paramedic in the back of the ambulance with me was wearing full PPE (Personal Protective Equipment) and hadn’t said a word to me, but was busy connecting me to all kinds of medical devices. Numerous scopes, tracking every vital medical measurement flashed on the screens. I had no idea what any of them meant, but he seemed surprised by the numbers.
Finally, he spoke to me. “What’s your name?”
“Andrew McKenzie.”
“Age?”
“Forty-eight.”
He shone a bright light into each of my eyes like he was trying to peer inside my brain.
“What’s wrong with me?” I asked.
He quickly looked at all of the numbers on the scopes and then looked back at me.
“Nothing, as far as I can tell right now. You’re lucky.”
“Why am I so lucky?”
He hesitated before answering. “Because, as far as I know, you’re the only passenger on that plane that’s still alive.”
November 25, 2022
Calling 9-1-1
My oldest son had to call 9-1-1 a few months ago when he collapsed with a brain bleed. He described the emotions he went through and I've tried to capture them in this poem. He's expected to make a full recovery.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LoYQ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LoYQ...
June 25, 2022
What are the themes and what research did I do for "The Journey"?
I was recently interviewed by Richard Sevigny on CKVS (Voice of the Shuswap) about my latest novel, "The Journey".
What are the themes of the book and what research did you do?
Here's a link to my response: https://youtu.be/5rLfyls65FY
What are the themes of the book and what research did you do?
Here's a link to my response: https://youtu.be/5rLfyls65FY
