Letters From Inside, a romantic suspense with a chilling concept- the dangers that lurk around every corner. I'm thrilled to at last have the opportunity to share with you some of what I love best about the novel.
The idea-
I love to be creeped out. Any unexpected noise sends me jumping off my seat, hands to mouth and eyes sqeezed shut.
I love to be creeped out. Any unexpected noise sends me jumping off my seat, hands to mouth and eyes sqeezed shut.
The dedication reads -
This one is for me. Because it started with a simple evening drive.
And the squeal of your tires as you recklessly sped past.
You nearly ran me off the road and
Your blurry gaze left me wondering…
If you were coming back.
If you're curious how it all began: read about here-
A great thing about being an author is typing along, making stuff up in your mind and -wham! Your character lets loose. Its like- OMG, I can’t believe I wrote that!
Here's a sample of the things that popped up when I least expected.
Here's a sample of the things that popped up when I least expected.
Jessie, the darling daughter that has foolishly been exchanging letters with a
prison pen-pal.
“Guess what I ask him?” Her girlish giggles erupted and she
dropped her voice barely above a whisper. “If they really make license plates,”
she said and snorted with laughter. “Can you imagine? I get my permit next
year. I could probably get a discount on my tags.”
The worst part...she signed her mom's name to the letters!! Yikes! No doubt Linda has her hands full.
Detective Tom Harrington tries to stop the parole.
Detective Tom Harrington tries to stop the parole.
A peaceful evening at home is brought to a screeching hault....
The ringing telephone brought Linda back to reality. “Hello,” she answered. There was no response, just dead silence. “Who is this?” she said firmly. The only response she got was heavy breathing.
The ringing telephone brought Linda back to reality. “Hello,” she answered. There was no response, just dead silence. “Who is this?” she said firmly. The only response she got was heavy breathing.
“Who was it, Mom?” Jessie asked. “Anyone for me?”
Linda’s cheeks flushed as she struggled to keep a lid on her
feelings. “I don’t know because whoever it was didn’t want to talk, preferring
to slobber into the phone instead.” She glared in Jessie’s direction. “On second thought, maybe it
was for you.”
And then there's the sex-pervert Carl Jenkins and his high hopes for them.
Branded since he was fifteen in the juvie with a time-dot, Carl's been sneaking into homes and windows for a long time.
As a boy....
When he first arrived tonight, it had been his intention to see her eyes beaming with pleasure at the gift he'd brought her. But now, before he left, he needed to see them shining with gratitude. Gratitude that he'd allowed her to live.
He’s crept in through the bedroom window and waited for the perfect opportunity to get better acquainted.
As a boy....
When he first arrived tonight, it had been his intention to see her eyes beaming with pleasure at the gift he'd brought her. But now, before he left, he needed to see them shining with gratitude. Gratitude that he'd allowed her to live.
He’s crept in through the bedroom window and waited for the perfect opportunity to get better acquainted.
“I came bearing gifts, and I expect a few trinkets in
return.” He leaned down and nuzzled Linda on the neck. “I’m game for whatever it takes.
Even if it takes all night long.”
There was nothing gentle as he continued to kiss her, his breathing growing heavy...rapid. Strong arms imprisoned her like bands of steel. He finds their weakness, Tom had said.
There was nothing gentle as he continued to kiss her, his breathing growing heavy...rapid. Strong arms imprisoned her like bands of steel. He finds their weakness, Tom had said.
Secondary characters are such fun. Meet Flo, a loveable waitress who made the mistake of loving the wrong man.
"Is everything all right?" she asked, lightly touching his shoulder. She kissed his cheek. Her harispray stung his eyes. "You're sweaty. Why don't you take off your hat while I get you a beer? I've got a surprise for you."
By the time he turned around, she'd aready hurried back to the stove, lifted the pan and shook it vigorously, sending the glazed shrimp around the rim without dropping a single one and then set the pan back on the burner. Despite her size, she flitted around the kitchen like a hubbing bird, swift and precise.
He pressed the hat's knit edges around his ears and slowly unrolled the stocking cap into place, pausing to adjust the material across his nose and eyes before finally covering the rest of his face.
"I've got a surprise for you, too."
Ooooh, he is such a bad dude!
I hope you'll check it out and let me know what you think. And thank you so much for dropping by!
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