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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (WIP)
“What are they?” Helen stared at the strange cookies in front of her on the table. “I found them when I went into town to get some groceries. They’re called animal crackers.” Helen’s mother kissed her daughter’s cheek and took the bag of groceries to the table next to the sink. Helen picked up the…
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Remembering Grandpa by Creating Him
We stood in the basement of my grandma’s old house, the place I visited every Sunday afternoon as a child. I was now an adult. While I knew she had passed away years ago, as had the man with me, the moment felt so real. The security of his arms around me, the steady rise…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (WIP)
Cassie walked up her street to the familiar sounds of kids playing. She gazed down at her hands and smiled. They were her hands, not some strange man’s. She was herself again. All those imaginings of being trapped in someone else’s body were just a nightmare. This was real. She skipped with renewed vigor, then…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (WIP)
“Make your phone call,” said a balding cop. Cassie stared down at her manly hands, the orange sleeve of her prison uniform brushing against the hair that extended just beyond it. Even her knuckles were hairy. “Well, what are you waiting for? If you’re just gonna waste my time, I can find better ways to…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (WIP)
Jimmy closed his eyes, tried to block out the imprisoned world around him. He knew fighting and yelling wouldn’t do him any good. Their notions of his insanity were only reaffirmed when he acted out. He could hear the orderlies breathing as they stood beside him, but he didn’t care. It’s not like they were…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (WIP)
“Can I trust you to behave yourself, James?” came the nasally voice of Doctor Winslow. Jimmy lay on his bed, his arms and legs restrained. He had spent the first fifteen minutes thrashing like a fish on land, but then his energy had dropped. He hated this ancient body–yet another reason to feel he was…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (Introduction of the Villain – WIP)
The girl stood just beyond the threshold of the entrance into the kitchen. The phone had rang. The mom had answered. In the background, the small T.V. on the counter droned on with the evening news. The girl glanced at the screen and smiled. The mom hung up the phone, unsettled. She turned back to…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (Opening Scenes – WIP)
“Mr. Williams, please take your medicine, and we won’t have a problem,” said the middle-aged nurse with the poofy hair. The hair he hated. It drove him crazy. “How many times do I have to tell you, Poodle, that I’m not Mr. Williams?” The nurse sighed. “Please call me Nurse Stephens, Mr. Williams.” Her tone…
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Review of The Beat on Ruby’s Street by Jenna Zark
Synopsis: The last thing eleven-year-old Ruby Tabeata expected to happen on her way to a Jack Kerouac reading was to be hauled to the police station. It’s 1958 and Ruby is the opposite of a 1950s stereotype: fierce, funny and strong willed, she is only just starting to chart her course in a family of…
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Excerpt from Murder: It’s All in Your Head (Opening Scene – WIP)
Eighteen-year-old Cassie Meadows was riding her bike to Jefferson High that early May morning when a light blinded her. She shielded her eyes as the bike spun out of control. When she opened her eyes, a wall of old books stared back. She blinked, taking in several of the titles: 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea,…