I just returned from Hawaii. I know, how cool, but it wasn't a trip as a tourist.
Once a year I take care of my Grandchildren where my son is stationed.
Aren’t they cute, my babies, Zoe and Lucan. This year my son took his wife on a vacation and I had full intentions of spending a week on the beach, at the pool, at the park just being Grandma. Well my writing brain would not shut off. I am finishing up two stories right now and this red sand beach changed the ending of my suspense story. This was not a good thing. I want to pitch this story in 12 days and re-writing the last six chapters was not on my list of things to do, but my characters had their own agenda, and a new ending was at the top of their list.
The beach pulled me in and as I walked on the warm sand, sinking my feet deep into the moist red silk, the story unfolded. Now I know you have visions of being engulfed in the heat of the moment, Letting the sand mold to your body as the white tipped waves splashed across your bodies, Well think again. I saw the snipers high in the trees as the two agents, undercover as lovers being very believable in the moment, when gunfire erupts, agents appear out of no where, and so on and so on.
When your a writer you’re never on vacation. You might not have all the time you want to write but your brain is always in motion, working out the next story, or changing one you thought you finished. We see a crossroad as an area for a chance meeting. We see an abandoned building and envision the next Amittyville Horror. It’s amazing how our imaginations look at a simple brown box, a ladder leaning against an open window, a young girl leaning against a tree, crying and a story begins.
I did enjoy my time with my babies but I also grabbed my pen and paper and I wrote, after they went to bed.
Note to self…Never leave home without your computer thinking you can unplug, because your writers brain will just laugh at you as you hand write out a story, which in my case takes twice as long.
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Here's a little tease into my next two books.
Last Chance to Run, romantic suspense. Second book in the Guardians of Hope series.
What if you found out the daughter you buried was alive and being held captive by a man you thought you killed? Ron Daily gave everything he had to the FBI. It was his life since his daughter’s death. Then his world crashed in around him when he’s told the terrorist he thought he destroyed staged her death. As obstacles mount against his daughter he forms an alliance with another agent, a stubborn redhead with links to a secret from his past. Can he fight feelings for a woman that will never love him once she finds out the truth?
If I knew Then, Young Adult.
Angel dreamed of a life of freedom. One filled with love that didn't come with a price. She fought against the pain until Jax entered her life. Can he give her what she needs to let go of the past or will he leave her with a bigger challenge that will change her future?
Angel fought to keep her family safe from the evil that threatened to destroy her. She made sure she was always the one in front of her sisters when her Mother yielded her wrath. Keeping the danger that surrounded them a secret she lived a lie that everyone believed, except for one. He was her only source of happiness until one day he was gone. With nothing left and no one to turn to she must outrun her past, and overcome the secret that she fights to hide, before her Mother destroys everything she has left to hold on to.