I have several books available for purchase through online stores and physical stores as well. The Chase, The Replacement and The Candidate are thrillers. My first two books of the Turtle Creek Edition series; The Christmas Edition and The Valentine Edition. The Easter Edition releases spring 2010.
Presently my narrative is a kindle book on amazon, PASSAGES. A month past Christmas, the year is nineteen-seventy-three. Paul McCartney and his wife Linda are busted for marijuana while inflation hits 6.16%. Watergate hearings have started in the U.S. Senate, a gallon of gas costs thirty-five cents, abortion becomes legal and Mari Covington’s most excellent resumes are in the mail, putting her way ahead of the other graduating teachers. PASSAGES is the kind of novel that moves beyond the page to deeper elements of truth, family, community, and church. It's a compelling story that transcends the time period of the early1970s. A triple triumph of hope, courage and forgiveness, Passages is based on actual events. Mari Covington doesn’t want much. A teaching job, a fabulous apartment in Milwaukee, and a really great guy will suffice. She is on the verge of having it all when the man of her dreams sexually forces himself on her. Hours after the assault, he shows up at her family dinner table announcing their engagement. Just as she resigns herself to a possible trip down the aisle as penance, Crazy Aunt Lorraine, with four weddings under her belt, arrives with the key to Mari's problem. This is a novel of difficult moral dilemmas, tinged with subtly nuanced characters and a page-turning plot that makes the reader wonder, "What would I do?"
Excerpt: I lie in bed and stare at the ceiling, listening to sleet pelt against the window, knowing that by morning there will be layers of ice sealing it shut. On this side of the window is my desk and all my school books, my transcripts, and my letters of recommendation; everything I am proud to call my own. In the midst of academic excellence I target a goal of the personal kind—to be kissed by Mister Perfect. I better get my lip gloss ready.
I roll onto my side and think about his lips, wondering if he uses them as an artist sculpting his masterpiece with an easy stroke and detailed precision, or if he presses hard like a jackhammer tearing up cement. The thought keeps me awake for hours. Well, maybe not for hours. Maybe just until about two-thirty when I fall asleep but it is the first thing I think about in the morning while brushing my teeth.
On June 1st I am posting chapter one of a narrative work. Each week I will be adding a new chapter. Please leave a comment and you will be added into a book drawing. At times I will mix it up with gift certificates.
Hope to see you here...