Tag: books
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Bad Fall – Part 85
Marka has to go back to Sheltering Oaks for her Alzheimer’s group. When she finishes with them, she finds a group of people lurking around her office. She doesn’t recognize them, so she calls Shay. She suspects they are trying to break in since Frank’s name is still on the door. Realizing they may come…
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Bad Fall – Part 84
Marka and Shay have a short conversation while Frank sleeps. She tells him that Liz’s psych profile was very revealing. Given the facts, he wonders how she ever got the job as his confidential aid. “Because the profile in her folder is tidied up and made to look pretty. I’m not sure how she did it,…
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Bad Fall – Part 83
Marka and Shay found Frank and brought him to the hospital. He had enough strength to tell Shay that the person he’s looking for is Liz. “He’s being watched from a distance. They can’t exactly approach the ex and tell her, can they?” “No. But it’s good to know he’s okay. There’s no telling what…
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Bad Fall – Part 82
Frank wakes, finding himself cold and alone. He’s been drugged and beaten but simply the fact he is still alive, gives him hope he didn’t break . Bruised and disoriented, Frank finds one hand is free. He undoes his straps and finds clothing to keep him warm, praying that help will arrive. “Frank?” Was…
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Bad Fall – Part 81
Lured away from safety, Frank finds himself a prisoner. Liz obviously has plans for him. She’s after something that only he can give her. Though Phil is with her, Frank suspects that he isn’t doing so willingly. Has she done to him what she’s done to Frank? Arriving at his house, Liz forces Frank to break…
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Regrets of a Self-Published Author
Regrets of a Self-Published Author. Rachel shares her words of wisdom, lessons learned the hard way about being a self-published author.
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When the Muse Strikes!
I originally wrote and posted this back in 2008. Seems like eons ago. It seemed worth updating and sharing once more. I’ve updated a few things to make it more timely, but otherwise, it’s the same as it was November 25, 2008. It was 5:45 this morning and I woke with a starting sentence in…
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