Showing posts with label BLACKOUT. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BLACKOUT. Show all posts
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Sunday, June 29, 2014
Sample Sunday: Excerpt from "BLACKOUT" by Jan Christensen
This
week Texas author Jan Christensen shares an excerpt from her new mystery BLACKOUT. The synopsis below is followed
by an excerpt from the book:
Who is she? Battered and bruised, she first becomes
aware of her total loss of memory while walking on a dark, lonely road. Before
she arrives in an unfamiliar town called Valleyview, she makes up a name–Alice
Strong--and claims she’s eighteen. Her injuries heal and she accepts a job at
the local nursing home. During her first day of work, a patient passes away,
posed as if ready for burial. Alice can’t understand why the death of an old
woman she doesn’t know hits her so hard. When a second resident dies in the
same position, the director of nurses, Betty Cranston, is positive residents
are being murdered. She fears for her paralyzed mother. And she suspects Alice.
Alice must remember her past to help prove her innocence. When she remembers this wasn’t her first blackout, dread holds her back because what she does recall might all disappear a third time. Can she piece her puzzle together before the killer strikes again? Should she even try?
Alice must remember her past to help prove her innocence. When she remembers this wasn’t her first blackout, dread holds her back because what she does recall might all disappear a third time. Can she piece her puzzle together before the killer strikes again? Should she even try?
Spring, 1988
Head throbbing, the young girl squinted so she could see better out of her swollen left eye as she trudged along the side of the dark, lonely road. A vehicle rumbled behind her. She turned around but didn't have the energy to even lift her arm to wave. The small car barely slowed down, so she started walking once more.
Up ahead, the car backed up. Both hope and fear welled up inside her. When the car stopped, the driver rolled down the passenger-side window and turned on the dome light. Classical music floated toward her. Inside, she saw a young man with blond hair and blue eyes staring at her. If she hadn't been so weary, she would have thought him cute. Instead, she only felt indifference.
“Need a lift?”
She nodded. She moved like an old woman, slowly, carefully placing herself on the seat, gently closing the door.
“You all right?” he asked, concern in his voice. “You’re a little banged up.”
“I’m okay,” she mumbled.
“You’re sure?” When she nodded, he asked, “Where you headed?” He ejected a tape from the deck and turned off the radio.
“Anywhere,” she answered. He seemed nice enough, but she shivered slightly and hugged herself.
“Anywhere?” When she didn't answer, he said, “What’s your name? Mine’s Donald Harris. I’m on my way home to Valleyview.”
He waited. She glanced at him, looked away.
“I’m… I’m Alice. Alice… Strong.” The name came to her with difficulty. She wasn't quite sure it was right. Staring out the side window, she touched her head gingerly where the blood had clotted. She winced. Why couldn't she remember what had happened to her?
“Sure you don’t need a doctor? Want to call anyone?”
“Oh, no! No, I’m all right. Need a bath.” She wished her head would stop throbbing. And what was the matter with her eye?
Head throbbing, the young girl squinted so she could see better out of her swollen left eye as she trudged along the side of the dark, lonely road. A vehicle rumbled behind her. She turned around but didn't have the energy to even lift her arm to wave. The small car barely slowed down, so she started walking once more.
Up ahead, the car backed up. Both hope and fear welled up inside her. When the car stopped, the driver rolled down the passenger-side window and turned on the dome light. Classical music floated toward her. Inside, she saw a young man with blond hair and blue eyes staring at her. If she hadn't been so weary, she would have thought him cute. Instead, she only felt indifference.
“Need a lift?”
She nodded. She moved like an old woman, slowly, carefully placing herself on the seat, gently closing the door.
“You all right?” he asked, concern in his voice. “You’re a little banged up.”
“I’m okay,” she mumbled.
“You’re sure?” When she nodded, he asked, “Where you headed?” He ejected a tape from the deck and turned off the radio.
“Anywhere,” she answered. He seemed nice enough, but she shivered slightly and hugged herself.
“Anywhere?” When she didn't answer, he said, “What’s your name? Mine’s Donald Harris. I’m on my way home to Valleyview.”
He waited. She glanced at him, looked away.
“I’m… I’m Alice. Alice… Strong.” The name came to her with difficulty. She wasn't quite sure it was right. Staring out the side window, she touched her head gingerly where the blood had clotted. She winced. Why couldn't she remember what had happened to her?
“Sure you don’t need a doctor? Want to call anyone?”
“Oh, no! No, I’m all right. Need a bath.” She wished her head would stop throbbing. And what was the matter with her eye?
Jan Christensen ©2013, 2014
BLACKOUT is Jan Christensen's fifth published mystery and is available both in print and e-book formats by going here. She also writes short stories and articles, many of which can be found round and about on the internet. For more info, check out her website: www.janchristensen.com or the author's page: http://www.amazon.com/Jan-christensen/e/B004XTXSYO/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
BLACKOUT is Jan Christensen's fifth published mystery and is available both in print and e-book formats by going here. She also writes short stories and articles, many of which can be found round and about on the internet. For more info, check out her website: www.janchristensen.com or the author's page: http://www.amazon.com/Jan-christensen/e/B004XTXSYO/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Sample Sunday--- A Look Back
Recent Sundays have seen excerpts from a number of
books here on the blog. I thought today, instead of giving you something new, I
would give you the list of recent books and authors so you could catch-up if
you missed anyone. The books below are all good ones and well worth your time.
Bowling
With The Big Dogs by Tim Matson can be found here.
The
Rules by Mark Troy can be found here.
Blackout
by
Jan Christensen can be found here.
The
Play Of Light And Shadow by Barry Ergang can be
found here.
PUN-ishing Tales: The Stuff That Groans
Are Made On by Barry Ergang can be found here.
So,
go take a look. I expect you will find one or more that strikes your fancy.
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Sample Sunday: Excerpt from BLACKOUT by Jan Christensen
This
week Texas author Jan Christensen shares an excerpt from her new mystery BLACKOUT. The synopsis below is followed
by an excerpt from the book:
Who is she? Battered and bruised, she first becomes
aware of her total loss of memory while walking on a dark, lonely road. Before
she arrives in an unfamiliar town called Valleyview, she makes up a name–Alice
Strong--and claims she’s eighteen. Her injuries heal and she accepts a job at
the local nursing home. During her first day of work, a patient passes away,
posed as if ready for burial. Alice can’t understand why the death of an old
woman she doesn’t know hits her so hard. When a second resident dies in the
same position, the director of nurses, Betty Cranston, is positive residents
are being murdered. She fears for her paralyzed mother. And she suspects Alice.
Alice must remember her past to help prove her innocence. When she remembers this wasn’t her first blackout, dread holds her back because what she does recall might all disappear a third time. Can she piece her puzzle together before the killer strikes again? Should she even try?
Alice must remember her past to help prove her innocence. When she remembers this wasn’t her first blackout, dread holds her back because what she does recall might all disappear a third time. Can she piece her puzzle together before the killer strikes again? Should she even try?
Spring, 1988
Head throbbing, the young girl squinted so she could see better out of her swollen left eye as she trudged along the side of the dark, lonely road. A vehicle rumbled behind her. She turned around but didn't have the energy to even lift her arm to wave. The small car barely slowed down, so she started walking once more.
Up ahead, the car backed up. Both hope and fear welled up inside her. When the car stopped, the driver rolled down the passenger-side window and turned on the dome light. Classical music floated toward her. Inside, she saw a young man with blond hair and blue eyes staring at her. If she hadn't been so weary, she would have thought him cute. Instead, she only felt indifference.
“Need a lift?”
She nodded. She moved like an old woman, slowly, carefully placing herself on the seat, gently closing the door.
“You all right?” he asked, concern in his voice. “You’re a little banged up.”
“I’m okay,” she mumbled.
“You’re sure?” When she nodded, he asked, “Where you headed?” He ejected a tape from the deck and turned off the radio.
“Anywhere,” she answered. He seemed nice enough, but she shivered slightly and hugged herself.
“Anywhere?” When she didn't answer, he said, “What’s your name? Mine’s Donald Harris. I’m on my way home to Valleyview.”
He waited. She glanced at him, looked away.
“I’m… I’m Alice. Alice… Strong.” The name came to her with difficulty. She wasn't quite sure it was right. Staring out the side window, she touched her head gingerly where the blood had clotted. She winced. Why couldn't she remember what had happened to her?
“Sure you don’t need a doctor? Want to call anyone?”
“Oh, no! No, I’m all right. Need a bath.” She wished her head would stop throbbing. And what was the matter with her eye?
Head throbbing, the young girl squinted so she could see better out of her swollen left eye as she trudged along the side of the dark, lonely road. A vehicle rumbled behind her. She turned around but didn't have the energy to even lift her arm to wave. The small car barely slowed down, so she started walking once more.
Up ahead, the car backed up. Both hope and fear welled up inside her. When the car stopped, the driver rolled down the passenger-side window and turned on the dome light. Classical music floated toward her. Inside, she saw a young man with blond hair and blue eyes staring at her. If she hadn't been so weary, she would have thought him cute. Instead, she only felt indifference.
“Need a lift?”
She nodded. She moved like an old woman, slowly, carefully placing herself on the seat, gently closing the door.
“You all right?” he asked, concern in his voice. “You’re a little banged up.”
“I’m okay,” she mumbled.
“You’re sure?” When she nodded, he asked, “Where you headed?” He ejected a tape from the deck and turned off the radio.
“Anywhere,” she answered. He seemed nice enough, but she shivered slightly and hugged herself.
“Anywhere?” When she didn't answer, he said, “What’s your name? Mine’s Donald Harris. I’m on my way home to Valleyview.”
He waited. She glanced at him, looked away.
“I’m… I’m Alice. Alice… Strong.” The name came to her with difficulty. She wasn't quite sure it was right. Staring out the side window, she touched her head gingerly where the blood had clotted. She winced. Why couldn't she remember what had happened to her?
“Sure you don’t need a doctor? Want to call anyone?”
“Oh, no! No, I’m all right. Need a bath.” She wished her head would stop throbbing. And what was the matter with her eye?
Jan Christensen ©2013
BLACKOUT is Jan Christensen's fifth published mystery and is available both in print and e-book formats by going here. She also writes short stories and articles, many of which can be found round and about on the internet. For more info, check out her website: www.janchristensen.com or the author's page: http://www.amazon.com/Jan-christensen/e/B004XTXSYO/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
BLACKOUT is Jan Christensen's fifth published mystery and is available both in print and e-book formats by going here. She also writes short stories and articles, many of which can be found round and about on the internet. For more info, check out her website: www.janchristensen.com or the author's page: http://www.amazon.com/Jan-christensen/e/B004XTXSYO/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
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