Merry Xmas

Hiya,

I completed NaNoWriMo in November which for those who don’t know is the National Novel Writing Month. The aim is to write 50,000 words in a month. I managed to do just over 56,000 by the 19th of November so I’m pretty happy with that—whether I ever use what I wrote is another matter…

My second novel, which had the working title ‘Closed’ (I mentioned it in my last blog), is now with my beta readers who are looking for any major issues before I send it for a final line edit to pick out all those pesky misplaced commas and other typos. The title is probably going to be ‘Seeking Grace’ as my developmental editor, Michelle didn’t love the original title and I trust her judgement.

Here’s the new proposed cover and blurb – again, any feedback would be appreciated:

seeking-grace-front-cover-copy

Grace is in the midst of a personal and professional crisis when Tom, the man who broke her heart two years earlier, turns up on her doorstep and attempts to re-kindle their relationship.

Just when Grace thinks that her life can’t become any more complex, a mystery document she finds in a box in the attic turns everything she believes about herself and her life on its head.

She begins a search for the truth and stumbles into the middle of a missing person cold case in a small town where the inhabitants have kept a secret to protect one of their own for twenty-five years.Grace’s investigations unearth long-held rivalries and open old wounds, causing the past to collide with the present with terrifying results.

Also, here’s a very short flash fiction I wrote recently:

Hangman with Ari

“What’s your dog’s name? My grandpa’s got a dog, but I don’t see him cause we’re not allowed to go to my Grandpa’s house anymore…”

The boy hangs around our table.  He has tiny teeth and wide, ingenuous eyes.

“What are you doing? I know how to play hangman. I’ll get some paper.”

He’s a mosquito, buzzing, bothering. My husband engages him in conversation and is, as always, more patient than me.

I glance at the boy’s mother, willing her to call her child. Eyes on her phone,  she lights a cigarette and sits in her booth, ignoring him and us.

“Three letters,” he says. “It’s my name, guess my name.”

We reluctantly join the game.

“A.”

The boy giggles as he adds the A.

Our hangman builds stick by stick until we guess the next letter: i.

A _i

Two big dogs pass on the street, slobbering and straining at their leashes. The boy runs to them.

“Ari. Don’t run on the road.”  His mother looks up from her phone for the first time, then lights another cigarette and look back down.

He runs on the road and pats the dogs. I suppress the urge to caution him. Not my child, not my problem.

He returns to us, his crayon poised over the page again.

“r” I say, wanting the game to be over.

He completes the puzzle and starts a new game, chattering endlessly.

His mother stands up and walks away without a backwards glance. Ari drops the crayon and runs after her. She crosses the road. Ari pursues. A driver swerves and sounds his horn. She doesn’t look back.

We watch until they’re out of sight.

When you were at our table, I wanted to be rid of you, Ari. Now I can’t get you out of my head.

I hope you all have a wonderful Xmas and I’ll catch up with you in the new year. Kathy xxx

2 thoughts on “Merry Xmas

  1. Hi Kathy, so looking forward to the new book! As to the cover, the photo looks more like it belongs with a historical romance story… maybe because I’ve just been watching Poldark and it reminds me of Demelza! Loved the short story too 😊

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