I know that I said I was going to re-write my finished novel. I know that I said I wanted to change the narrator to a dual narration. I know that I should be working on that right now.
Sometimes though, the Muse calls. Other times she stands in front of your face and demands attention.
In this case my Muse was very surly with me and demanded my attention. I had a book that I haven’t been able to let go of for weeks. I am dreaming about it. I am thinking about it constantly. I am plotting it out on scraps of paper at stoplights. And so, I have given in and started a brand new domestic thriller.
A little tickle of the very rough draft if you like. I have done not a single lick of editing so far, we are writing on vibes only:
Turning off the car once he was safely in the driveway, everything went dark except for the cabin light. The house was dark and his home was set far enough off the street that the streetlamps leaked very little light into the yard. Graham took his briefcase from the passenger seat, put his phone in his pocket, and stepped out of the SUV. The door banged shut behind him and the car beeped into the quiet night as he locked the doors. He walked around the end of his wife’s car to trek down the side of the house. The cans had to be out on the curb by five. There was no point in waiting until morning.
As he walked to the side of the house, he noticed that the gate into the backyard was open. His eyebrows wrinkled together, and he bypassed the cans to go close it. It came about halfway before it stopped. Frowning, he backed the gate up a few inches and tried again. Stopped in the same place. He removed his phone from pocket and turned on the flashlight.
Sweeping it across the grass, he stopped short. He saw something in the grass that wasn’t grass. It was a light golden color. He moved forward and dropped his phone as he screamed. It bounced off the ground and landed with the flashlight pointing straight up, momentarily blinding him. He shouted, “Elise?!” And knelt on the ground.


Can’t wait, you have my attention