Got a question for you, fellow booklovers. I write this series of books called the Cutthroat Business mysteries, right? They’re pretty good books, if I do say so myself, but they’re hard to categorize. Not sweet enough for cozies, not enough sex for romantic suspense. Plus there’s that pesky first person POV. When I had the covers done for Read More …
Some of you may remember having heard me yap on about what I call my “science fiction futuristic romance space opera thingy” … for lack of a more focused term. I developed the idea more than a year ago: first in a piece of flash fiction my Working Stiffs blog buddy Wilfred Bereswill challenged me to Read More …
From chapter 5-ish: Savannah’s first meeting with Jorge Pena: I turned toward the curb and the pale blue Volvo. Only to stop after a few steps when I saw that Mrs. Jenkins wasn’t alone. For just a second—less; half a second, maybe—my heart stuttered in my chest at the sight of the man leaning on Read More …
A few pages from chapter 2 of Contract Pending for your enjoyment: Chapter 2 “Spicer and Truman found her walking down the street in her housecoat and slippers,” Detective Grimaldi said twenty minutes later. I had driven hell for leather into downtown, found a parking space a block and a half from Police Plaza, and Read More …
Here’s the last little tidbit from Hot Property; Savannah is sitting her first open house since her friend Lila was murdered, and she’s a mite nervous that the Open House Bandits will pay her a visit: I was still in the kitchen, looking at my list of names, when I heard the sound of an Read More …
