Trespassing On His Heart

Still playing with cover images.
Still playing with cover images.

Writing a novel has been fun. The first draft is finished, but there’s still  lots of work to do. I’ve reached the point where I can see light at the end of the tunnel . . . better than light, I see ‘The End’.:-)

I think it’s a good story. I like my characters, they’ve become real to me. I never know what they will say or how they’ll react to a situation until I sit down to write. My daughter will ask me what so-and-so-is going to do about something that’s come up—she  laughs when I say, “I don’t have a clue.” I laugh too, because I really don’t know until I start writing.

“But you’re writing it, you have to know!” she says. Not true. Of course I have a basic idea, but not the words. But, back to the story.

Lauren Ashby’s  (protagonist ) dream of living in the country has finally come true. She’s rented a cottage while searching for the perfect house for her home and studio. She finds it, and that’s when her troubles start. The  scene I’m sharing here takes place after  Lauren hikes across a field and through some woods to see the house close-up. A disturbing encounter doesn’t frighten her away, instead she becomes intrigued, and determined to learn about the house. . . .

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