Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2011

Book Blurb Friday: No. 18




What Lies Behind


All is not as it seems in the Robbins’ household. Without question, the well-kept home blends perfectly into the neighbourhood…yet people hurry past it, made uneasy by something indefinable in the air.
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Peering out from behind slotted blinds, the ten-year-old twins who live there know well what the house emits…it is the smell of fear, and it hangs about them like a shroud.
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All is not as it seems in the Robbins’ household, but to whom might the children appeal? Not the police…their father is one of them; not their mother…all resistance has long since been beaten out of her.
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Ashley and Bryce know all they can trust is each other…
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In her debut novel, Clare Raines takes us to the front lines of spousal abuse, viewed through the eyes of the children caught in its maelstrom. Edgy, raw and topical, this is a book you will not easily forget.
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(150 words)
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Yes, it's another dark piece that came to me as a whole upon seeing this photo. I do believe my muse is telling me it's time to leap in and tackle some serious writing instead of just talking about doing so!
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Lisa at Writing in The Buff, invites us to write a book jacket blurb  in 150 words or less that will entice potential readers into buying the book. This week's cover photo is graciously supplied by Becky Povich. For more takes on the prompt, do check out the link below...
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NB:  I haven't entirely worked out my computer woes yet, so it may take me a while to visit. Please bear with me....

Friday, June 10, 2011

My First Book Blurb Friday!

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If Only
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Jane raced down the lane, too frightened to scream, whimpering only when her foot slid on a can and sent her crashing to the ground. For a moment she was unable to breathe. Panic clogged her throat, pain tearing outward from her bloody knees, now deeply pierced with gravel.

If she could only rest a bit…

From behind came the sound of footsteps approaching. Jane rose frantically, her mangled legs buckling in protest.

If she could only reach the end of the lane…

Up ahead, headlights blazed on with a startling brilliance that sent her stumbling to her knees once more.

If only Jane knew her life would never be the same again after this night, if she can only live through the night.
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In her latest thriller, author Lynn Wright keeps us breathless from first page to last. Read it only if you’re prepared to keep looking over you shoulder…
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(150 words)

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I believe novels like this work because there is a core of fear in each of us that defies reason and never completely dies. Although I have read many such books, this is the first blurb I’ve written and my first attempt at Lisa’s BBF. Now that I see how much fun it is, I’m wondering what took me so long to join!
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For more blurbs designed to lure one into a book based on a photo prompt using only 150 words, do check out Book Blurb Friday at Writing in the Buff…and thanks to Lisa's son Joe for this weeks great picture!

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Friday, October 29, 2010

A Halloween Haiku


We fear nothing so

much as fear to which we have

not yet put a name...
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I have dreams in which I frantically check every locked door and window, only to discover that one has been silently breached. I don't know what I fear will get in if I'm not vigilant, but the worry continues to plague me!
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The photo above was taken at the prison in Lincoln Castle, England
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I am linking this to Poetry United's, Thursday Think Tank Prompt. For more works about the things we fear, do click on the link below:
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