I know not that
impressive until you consider it’s usefulness. It is a Fossil leather cross
body. It provides me with the flexibility of going hands-free when I need it,
but the leather makes it durable enough to take the abuse I incur throwing it
around everywhere. It reminds me to stay on point because it is so compact; no
room for extraneous items.
Which is the way I feel about my writing. My writing is concise. I try not to have anything in the story that doesn’t move the plot along or gives some kind of information that might be important later. This has it’s pros and cons. The pros is my fast pacing, the story moves right along. The cons it can sometimes move so fast I loose the emotion in the scene- I have to slow it down, but don’t want to add extra words so its just to draw it out, it’s a balancing act.
Which is the way I feel about my writing. My writing is concise. I try not to have anything in the story that doesn’t move the plot along or gives some kind of information that might be important later. This has it’s pros and cons. The pros is my fast pacing, the story moves right along. The cons it can sometimes move so fast I loose the emotion in the scene- I have to slow it down, but don’t want to add extra words so its just to draw it out, it’s a balancing act.
Sheagan O’Hare
got more than she bargained for when her newly inherited detective agency lands
its first case; a missing person, embezzlement, and murder. Sheagan’s
out to prove she can hang with the pro's, despite the constant reminder of her
amateur status from an annoyingly attractive FBI agent, Colin 'Mac' MacEvine,
who’s
forced himself into her life.
How does she feel when an old high school
friend hopes to ignite a new romance?
Will she be able to discover if detective
work and love can mingle before someone gets hurt?
She grabbed the
doorknob to place her key in the lock, but the door nudged open. That seems
odd. She pushed it a little, and whispered “Hello?”
but didn’t
hear anything in return. Something didn’t feel right. “Anyone
home?”
The apartment opened
up into the kitchen. As she peered into the room, she could see the place had
been trashed. The drawers were emptied onto the floor, and the cabinets’ contents
looked like they were strewn throughout the room.
Nervously, she looked around
for a weapon, and saw a broom within arm’s reach. She snatched
it and readied herself like a Jedi broom-master. Briefly, she realized it was
time to invest in mace, a taser, a knife, a gun, something…anything.
She took a deep
breath. Okay, you can do this. “Hello?” She gently nudged
the door open wider. “I’m here to get my stuff,” she said a little louder.
As she picked her way
carefully through the mess, she heard a muffled voice from the living room. “Hello?”
She poked the swinging door open and peeked through – more mess.
The muffled sounds
got louder. She pressed against the wall and peered around the corner, the way
she had seen Mac do at the warehouse, and caught a glimpse of her Ex seated in
a chair, bound and gagged.
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Good morning, Andi! I love your cover. I travel on vacation with crossbody handbag because it is easier than the beloved totes I usually carry.
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For me, Andi, that's an "everyday" bag! Best wishes with your new release!!!
Thank you, Angela!!
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