Susanne Leist's Blog, page 632
December 16, 2013
I wish all my stuff could fit on a raft.
I wish all my stuff could fit on a raft.
brutalgeneration:
Double Arch Milky Way by David Kingham on...
Double Arch Milky Way by David Kingham on Flickr.
Always keep your eyes on the stars and follow your dreams.
I love doors! When they’re closed, aren’t you...
I love doors! When they’re closed, aren’t you curious what lies behind them?
That is why I put a door on my book. It plays a part in my book of mystery and intrigue.
THE DEAD GAME—A PAGE A DAY—DAY 6
Todd’s suite was located...
THE DEAD GAME—A PAGE A DAY—DAY 6
Todd’s suite was located in the second set of apartments. His neighbor, Ryan, managed the Oasis Hotel. Judy, the receptionist at the hotel and Gregg’s girlfriend, lived in the following apartment. The last unit belonged to Edward and Tom, who owned the town’s hardware store. They were the youngest members of their group, having graduated this year from college. Mike, David, and Louise were twenty-four—just like her and Shana.
Gregg, Ryan, Judy, and Todd had grown up together in town. They were in their late twenties but somehow, Todd appeared older and more mature.
According to rumors circulating through town, Todd owned not only his own office building in town, but all of the new stores along Main Street—which were being rented by Linda and her friends—and the entire apartment complex by the beach. Linda had never asked Todd whether the rumors were true or not; he had never volunteered information about his personal life and she was too hesitant to ask him.
At her apartment, Linda checked the mailbox for the invitation. A huge black envelope with the End House return address drew her attention. While thinking that black was too morbid a color for a party, she unlocked the door and threw the mail—along with the curious invitation—onto the hall table. The mirror hanging above the table revealed her very tired-looking reflection.
It was Friday and she’d worked a long week already. She’d been planning to work the whole weekend—even on Sunday—to catch up on her mounds of paperwork. She had to finish stocking her shelves with the piles of books that were stacked up high in her office still in their original cartons.
My paperback will be part of a Good Reads Cafe Holiday Promotion this coming Wednesday. It will be priced at only $.99.
A great chance to read the whole book.
http://amazon.com/author/susanneleist
Todd’s suite was located in the second set of apartments. His neighbor, Ryan, managed the Oasis Hotel. Judy, the receptionist at the hotel and Gregg’s girlfriend, lived in the following apartment. The last unit belonged to Edward and Tom, who owned the town’s hardware store. They were the youngest members of their group, having graduated this year from college. Mike, David, and Louise were twenty-four—just like her and Shana.
Gregg, Ryan, Judy, and Todd had grown up together in town. They were in their late twenties but somehow, Todd appeared older and more mature.
According to rumors circulating through town, Todd owned not only his own office building in town, but all of the new stores along Main Street—which were being rented by Linda and her friends—and the entire apartment complex by the beach. Linda had never asked Todd whether the rumors were true or not; he had never volunteered information about his personal life and she was too hesitant to ask him.
At her apartment, Linda checked the mailbox for the invitation. A huge black envelope with the End House return address drew her attention. While thinking that black was too morbid a color for a party, she unlocked the door and threw the mail—along with the curious invitation—onto the hall table. The mirror hanging above the table revealed her very tired-looking reflection.
It was Friday and she’d worked a long week already. She’d been planning to work the whole weekend—even on Sunday—to catch up on her mounds of paperwork. She had to finish stocking her shelves with the piles of books that were stacked up high in her office still in their original cartons.
My paperback will be part of a Good Reads Cafe Holiday Promotion this coming Wednesday. It will be priced at only $.99.
A great chance to read the whole book.
http://amazon.com/author/susanneleist
December 15, 2013
The Dead walk at night....
WELCOME TO THE DEAD GAME.
WHERE THE DEAD ARE MOST WELCOME.
WINTER BLUES
WINTER BLUES
The weather is cold, snow is falling, and I feel blue.
Is it because the dark comes earlier each night?
Is it because I stay inside too much?
I believe it’s all the above.
So what should we do?
Let’s imagine warm breezes, a hot sun, and no coats.
I’ll show you a few pictures to begin your journey.
Oops! The last one was a mistake. But the other pictures make me feel warm and relaxed.
The weather is cold, snow is falling, and I feel blue.
Is it because the dark comes earlier each night?
Is it because I stay inside too much?
I believe it’s all the above.
So what should we do?
Let’s imagine warm breezes, a hot sun, and no coats.
I’ll show you a few pictures to begin your journey.
Oops! The last one was a mistake. But the other pictures make me feel warm and relaxed.
THE DEAD GAME—PAGE FOR DAY 5
Mike was acting strange and also being rude to David once...
THE DEAD GAME—PAGE FOR DAY 5
Her wandering thoughts were interrupted by Shana’s sudden announcement. Waving her arms around—like a bird about to take flight—she said, “Let’s have a barbeque on the beach for dinner. We could sit around, watch the sunset…then decide whether we should attend the party or not. Maybe the new owner of End House is as wealthy as the other residents on the hill. I’m dying to see how the other half lives.”
Linda wondered why Shana was acting so chipper all of a sudden. One minute she was acting annoyed, and the next minute she was planning a barbeque. Shana had to be planning something, but no one else seemed to notice her erratic behavior.
With plans to meet later, they dispersed to their own apartments. Living in the northernmost unit—below End House—Shana reached her apartment first. She ran in and closed the door. Linda stopped herself from following her friend; she’d find out later what was going on with her.
Louise’s apartment was next; she also scooted inside without looking back or saying goodbye. Louise has always had a taciturn personality, which had not made her too popular in town.
Mike and David waved goodbye and entered their two bedroom suite. At least they looked happy. The following apartment appeared dark, which meant that Gregg was still waiting on tables at the Oasis Hotel’s restaurant.
Linda stopped to dart a quick glance over her shoulder, only to find Todd staring straight at her. This took her by surprise. Her heart picked up a quicker and happier tempo. Traitor, she admonished her heart. Todd had never before shown her any hint of interest. So why should things change now?
Meeting her searching look head-on with one of his own, he nodded a quick goodbye. Watching his slow retreat through the sand, she warned herself to be more careful with her heart in the future.
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http://amazon.com/author/susanneleist
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Mike was acting strange and also being rude to David once again. Since moving to town, they’d been close friends and roommates. However, they’d always bickered about everything and anything, maybe because they were opposites in every way: Mike was short and skinny, while David was tall and muscular; Mike was outgoing and aggressive, while David was more serious and quiet.
Her wandering thoughts were interrupted by Shana’s sudden announcement. Waving her arms around—like a bird about to take flight—she said, “Let’s have a barbeque on the beach for dinner. We could sit around, watch the sunset…then decide whether we should attend the party or not. Maybe the new owner of End House is as wealthy as the other residents on the hill. I’m dying to see how the other half lives.”
Linda wondered why Shana was acting so chipper all of a sudden. One minute she was acting annoyed, and the next minute she was planning a barbeque. Shana had to be planning something, but no one else seemed to notice her erratic behavior.
With plans to meet later, they dispersed to their own apartments. Living in the northernmost unit—below End House—Shana reached her apartment first. She ran in and closed the door. Linda stopped herself from following her friend; she’d find out later what was going on with her.
Louise’s apartment was next; she also scooted inside without looking back or saying goodbye. Louise has always had a taciturn personality, which had not made her too popular in town.
Mike and David waved goodbye and entered their two bedroom suite. At least they looked happy. The following apartment appeared dark, which meant that Gregg was still waiting on tables at the Oasis Hotel’s restaurant.
Linda stopped to dart a quick glance over her shoulder, only to find Todd staring straight at her. This took her by surprise. Her heart picked up a quicker and happier tempo. Traitor, she admonished her heart. Todd had never before shown her any hint of interest. So why should things change now?
Meeting her searching look head-on with one of his own, he nodded a quick goodbye. Watching his slow retreat through the sand, she warned herself to be more careful with her heart in the future.
THE NEXT PAGE WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW.
AVAILABLE FOR $.99 IN KINDLE AND NOOK.
http://amazon.com/author/susanneleist
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=2940148410881
septagonstudios:
Patrick Seymour
I love this picture! It has...
Patrick Seymour
I love this picture! It has very fine details and great contrast in its colors.
It is complicated and beautiful—just like life.
