Echoes of Evil Launched: Magers and Quinn Still Ringing


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Last week, Wise Ink author Eileen Bridgeman Biernat had a delightful book launch party for her new book, Echoes of Evil, at Magers and Quinn Booksellers in Minneapolis.


The book is loosely based on the murder of Laci Peterson by her husband Scott Peterson, who’s currently on death row, and follows heroine Susan McNealy as she pieces together her husband’s haunting past to find out if she wants him in her future.


With a Master’s in Counseling Psychology, Eileen has always been drawn to stories that contain deep-rooted psychological motives. Her first book, Stalking Mary, is a true crime novel about a man who kidnapped his former high school teacher and murdered a child in the process.


It's criminals like Ming Sen Shiue and Scott Peterson who pique Eileen's interest. She loves to delve into their mental states and how they affect the people in their lives. “I always analyze my characters,” Eileen explained, after one audience member asked if she was inspired by her degree to psychoanalyze her creations.


“My next research project will be twin studies,” she said as she began to passionately articulate her interest in twins. She loves how connected their neural networks are for being two separate people.


Eileen is so intrigued by twins that she’s in the process of writing another novel on the topic: the next installment of the Echoes of Evil series.


Eileen was all smiles as she read the sneak-peek of her next Echoes of Evil series creation from the end of her newly published book. The main character’s best friend, Marie, was involved in a suspicious fire that has yet to be solved. In the next book, she’ll explain the great mystery surrounding the fire, as well as integrating in her twin studies for a psychological twist.


As she finished up reading the teaser, ending with the lines, “‘well, now we know the fire was personal,’ (Marie) told him, ‘and that we’re being watched,’” she glanced up at the audience in their folding chairs, suddenly stern with arched eyebrows, as if to ask the question, “Now how’s that for a cliffhanger?”