Please welcome Victoria Adams! She’s here to tease us with her upcoming book, Sunrise, and share a bit about some of her other books. Say hi!
Hi, I’m Victoria Adams and I write romance – contemporary romance, NA and flash fiction. What’s flash fiction? Stories inspired by prompts. The prompts could be words – red car, Tuesday or maybe baby elephant – or the prompts could be photos – a flower, an alien or a flat tire.
Then using one or all of the prompts a story is created. I’m working on the final edits of one such story, titled Sunrise. (3 guesses what the inspirational photo was.) I was hoping to have it completed by now, but summer got in the way – beach time, kayaking, visiting family and friends, family and friends visiting.
Since Halloween is closing in upon us – I thought I’d offer up a slightly scary excerpt.
Scene Set – Sian, a popular romance writer, lives alone in a cottage by a lake. She’d been meditating on her dock when something crashed onto the dock behind her. She thought it was a man, but she fell off her dock and when she surfaced he was gone.
A shadow of a movement caught her attention. OMG! A shiver slithered down her spine. He’s still out there. She reached for her cell and pressed 911. When a voice answered, Sian blurted out her concerns.
Within a few moments the wail of a siren screeched. Sian smiled. Being famous did have some perks. The siren stopped and the sound of car doors slamming made Sian scurry downstairs to her back deck. “Officers. I’m so glad you’re here.”
After Sian explained, they checked out the gazebo, boathouse, dock, garage and inside the cottage. Sian bit her bottom lip. What if he’d been inside the cottage?
The officer wearing the Robertson name tag stepped forwards and half nodded. “Well Ms. Newel, we’ve checked everywhere and there’s no sign of anyone other than you.”
Officer Robertson held up his hand. “You said you were on the dock, early this morning, meditating. So you weren’t completely focused. It coulda been a fish jumped up on the dock. You know, chasing his breakfast and got carried away. When you fell into the lake, he probably flopped off the dock and swam away.”
“The shadow you say you saw was probably a deer slipping back into the forest.” The other officer shrugged.
Sian did her best to paste a relieved smile on her face. “A fish. A deer. Oh how silly of me. I am so sorry.” Yeah, right!
“No problem, Ms. Newel. We’re just glad it wasn’t anything more serious. And the Captain asked me to thank you again for the generous donation to the Policemen’s Fund.” Officer Robertson smiled and tossed her a quick salute.
Sian escorted the two officers to their cruiser. “My pleasure. You men do a good job protecting us.”
She stayed in her driveway and waved until the police car was no longer in sight. “Ok, Sian Newel, enough of this craziness. That book just isn’t going to write itself.” She marched upstairs to her loft, picked up her mug and took a sip. Ugh! Cold. How about a fresh cup and take my laptop onto the deck? And no excuses, two thousand words or bust.
Placing a fresh mug of hot coffee onto her patio table, she opened her laptop and tapped on the screen to retrieve her file. She rubbed her hands together. “Ok. Lance hasn’t made love to Samantha in ten pages, so I have to get them together. They’re sitting in a private booth at an exclusive restaurant. Yeah, he could easily slide his hand up her leg. She could lick cocktail sauce off a tiger shrimp. Oh, yeah, that’ll work.”
As she placed her fingertips on her keyboard, her scream was muffled as a cold hand gripped the front of her throat and another covered her mouth.
I live in Ontario, Canada with my husband and pets. Daughter’s grown up and is now teaching. I like to garden, cook and study Raqs Sharqi (belly dance). In the summer, cars slow down when they pass my front yard and the passengers gaze at my flower beds. Friends love to be invited over for supper as the meal is going to be good, good for you and nowhere near low-calorie! No dieting allowed at dinner parties. As to belly dancing, find a class and try it. It’s a blast!
I’ve been writing since I was little. Being an only child, long car rides were filled with making up stories in my head about the people I saw out the car window. When my daughter was younger, I made up stories that she suggested. I’d say – Once upon a time there was a…. She’d shout an answer – chicken! And the story went from there. Great creativity exercise as it turns out. Now, my writing style has taken a split to contemporary romance for adults and contemporary romance for new adults.
Dancing in Circles – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009PFNPMG
Circles Divided – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BBKNDAC
Circles Interlocked – Ebook link – http://www.amazon.com/Circles-Interlocked-ebook/dp/B005S8LI46
A Guy and A Girl – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00L2GRD1U
Red Tulip – Amazon – US – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B012EQECQA
Where to find me
Blog – Pages of Romance – http://victoriaadams.blogspot.com
Facebook Author Page – http://www.facebook.com/pages/Victoria-Adams/244325918978641
Facebook page – Books by Victoria Adams – http://www.facebook.com/CirclesTrilogy?ref=hl
Twitter – http://twitter.com/_VictoriaAdams
Google+ – Victoria Adams
Tribberr – Pinterest – Wattpad – GoodReads – all Victoria Adams