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Bombshell Now On Amazon

Bombshell is now available for purchase on Amazon.com. This is most likely the best buying choice for my friends in other countries as I hear that Lulu charges a lot for shipping outside the US.

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Finished Writing "Chelsea's Demon"

This part was based entirely on a dream I had.





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Crysta had always used the guise of “having a little fun” to do her most degrading or otherwise bad things. She and Chelsea were heartbroken when Crysta’s parents decided to move back down the mountain to be closer to their jobs, and though Crysta often came back up to visit Chelsea every weekend, sometimes the girls would just stay at Crysta’s house in East Highland. She had a nice little McMansion there with a handful of bedroo

Sneak Peek!

If you want a sneak peek at A Powdery Tattoo, my young adult novel, I've got the first few chapters posted at Goodreads. They're raw and unedited but I am posting it for your enjoyment anyway. Hope you like what you read! By the way, here is the cover:

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A Head Full Of Mad

From one of my Moleskine journals for booknotes, quotes, and plot ideas:

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Whispers = Club 215

In case you were wondering, or if you had the slightest of inklings, Whispers Club in Bombshell is in fact a fictionalized version of Club 215 in Colton, CA. Here's some pictures I took today of the real club.





As you can see it is in fact two stories with the club its self being up stairs. There's also a balcony up there for the customers and the dancers to convene on. And as you can see, it's quite small and cozy. Just thought you might enjoy seeing the real place. Was this what you had im

Paper Pages

Bruce is a man that I am very fond of. He's stocky and balding and his voice is gruff like the Cookie Monster. I love his story, and he said I could use it, but it's such a bittersweet tale that I cant seem to bring myself to write it. It's what happens to my fictional cop and it's harsh, oh it's harsh as all hell.

But then Bruce walks up all smiling and wearing a newsboy cap and all this green and plaid and he has a plastic green necklace and he says "Top of the morning to you," half

First Few Paragraphs Of "A Powdery Tattoo"

Just for fun, here's the opening to A Powdery Tattoo, a Young Adult novel I am polishing up at the moment. This is raw and unedited.

It’s not like it’s hard to get from my house to my school in the mornings, it’s a simple point A to point B bike ride. It’s hard to get lost when you only have one left turn and then a long straight line down the boulevard, I’m not saying that I can’t do it, or that I don’t do it most mornings. It’s just that if it were a job with a paycheck, the paved road be

Bombshell For $5

I have six copies of Bombshell which have defective covers as seen in this photograph:



There was a problem at the printer and these books came out with no front cover picture, however all of the pages are correct and intact, so it is perfectly readable. I am selling these copies for $5 each to anyone who wants them, and I will sign them.

If you are interested please contact me at TeamTerwilliger at Gmail dot Com.

This Is My Paragraph

I received an email from someone who is reading Bombshell at the moment with the subject line "This is my paragraph."

Pasted into the email is a paragraph from the book:

“The first time I ever saw a dead baby it was a SIDS call. I’ll tell

you, I cried for three hours straight that night when I got home. They do

everything they can to desensitize you in the academy, but it’s not all

guns and donut shops like they make it seem on TV. Then these god

damned kids, and not just the teenagers, but l

Happy Valentines Day!

Hey, whatever this holiday means to you, the signs of love are everywhere. Literally. The Wal Marts are filled with puffy pink heart balloons and little old men wander around the flower displays confused and frightened because the selection has been picked dry, while younger gents seem to head for the largest stuffed teddy bear they can find. Oh what a day to be alive.

My husband and I aren't doing much, in fact we never really do anything for this "holiday." I used to go all out with my ex