My new release MEET ME IN MAINE(Book One of The Blue Harbor Series) brings murder, mystery, and romance to a seaside town.
Sit back, put up your feet, and let me bring mystery and romance to your lives.
A PEEK A peek into a window. Just one peek through the glass. Imagine what you could see. What you could witness. A glimpse of life. A family. Warmth, passion, love. Coldness, hate, fights. The reality of life.
The view from above. People appear small, tiny specks in the universe. Cars are in constant motion. Everyone is in a hurry, going around in endless circles. Going to work, and later going back home. Taking elevators up and then down again. What’s the hurry? We all live the same lives. We live and then we die. Does it matter where we had hurried around in between? All that matters are who we leave behind. For these are the only ones who will remember that we had been here. And why we had been here.
So many footsteps. Where do they lead? Where are these people going? Are their lives happy? Are they walking alone or in groups? Why are they in such a hurry? What can you see in a footstep? Follow a set and find out.
Flap your pretty wings and take flight. Leave the masses behind. Fly high to the sky and above. Soar through the clouds. Look down upon us. At those left behind. To lead our mundane lives. Fly high and be happy.
Fill in the pages. Fill the pages with words and stories. The world does not have to be dark. It does not have to be dreary. We do not have to be alone. We need to fill our lives with people and events. Stories to tell our children. Words to light our paths. No hovering in the darkness, waiting for our time to come to an end. But we need to stand in the light and enjoy life. It is short and precious. But it is our right to fill in the pages.
What is the view beneath a bridge? The bridge soaring high above, reaching up to the sky. Visiting clouds on its mighty ascent. Closer to the twinkling stars at night. But what about below the bridge? In the dark shadows of the looming monster. What secrets lie hidden in the murky water? Water hidden from the sunlight. Water kept from the light of the stars. Are bodies buried below? Remnants of lives lost on the bridge. Lives taken by their own hands. Do you really want to know? Sometimes the truth is better kept hidden away.
A beautiful castle. It stands alone and deserted. What stories could it reveal to us? How many lives have passed through its majestic halls? Has there been dancing in its rooms? Or have sadness and death pervaded its stone walls? Go inside and listen to its story. Listen to the sighs and whispers, emanating from its dark rooms. What do you hear? I can hear both sadness and joy mixed together in its soft sighs. All you have to do is listen.
My favorite! A creepy castle. What has happened behind its dreary walls? What lives have been lived and lost? What secrets have been hidden? I can go on, but you have your imagination to continue the story. The castle lives on.
