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DEFENDING THE PEN It’s all about murder . . . romance – writing it! I post flash fiction, book announcements, interviews, and the things I love. Careful . . . you may end up the victim . . . of fun!
Thursday, December 30, 2021
Friday, December 24, 2021
Wednesday, December 1, 2021
WEP - Narcissus
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Narcissus
so beautiful
the first
in everything
influential
inviting our stare
sell everything,
we'll buy it all
just say the word
our souls,
are sold
we want
need
all that you do
a new dawn
of only your truth
our passion ignited
love blooms
seeds rooted
all for you
the world implodes
selfies explode
the birth
of voyeurism
the death
of normalcy,
lies are truth
materialism
our new reality,
an influencer,
must approve
before we believe
transact
succeed
Narcissus
for you
we bleed.
***
© Yolanda Renée 2021
Tagline: Narcissistic led materialism the new golden idol.
Thursday, November 25, 2021
Black Friday - The Snowman - Free
Starting Black Friday,
November 26th @ midnight
to November 30th @ midnight
EXCERPT:
Crowds had gathered for the annual Halloween party at The
Office Bar on Sixth Avenue. The Channel 6 News anchors and their admirers
swigged cocktail after cocktail, except Denise Cochran, who still nursed her
first drink. A business-like motif of steel, wood and modern furniture
inspired sterility, not party fun, but tonight, the place pulsated with life.
Denise sipped her Cosmo as her foot tapped to the latest pop music tunes from
the live band Heart Stop.
She checked her watch. "Dammit, Steven, where are you?"
she muttered.
"What happened? He finally figure out you were only
dating him for that juicy murder story?" Kylie asked, slurring her words.
"Nice friend you are. Isn’t that your fifth drink?
You’re drunk—start ordering coffee before you embarrass yourself. Steven will be
here. You’ll see."
"How long you gonna string this one along? And I’m not
drunk, just pleasantly buzzed." She craned her neck and winked. Denise’s
gaze followed.
"Sorry I’m late," Steven said and gave Denise a peck
on the cheek. "What’d I miss?"
"Nothing." Denise glared at Kylie and quickly led
Steven away from her loose-mouthed friend. "What took you so long?"
"Work. It’s been maddening trying to figure out this
guy. Was that the friend you’ve been telling me about? Why didn’t you introduce
us?"
"Come dance with me. I’ll introduce you later."
She rested her head on his shoulder as the music changed to a slow number. "It’s not snowing yet." She locked eyes with him. "I want your full attention. Later, the Snowman can have it. Much later." She touched his cheek and moved in closer.
Steven stopped moving. "The Snowman? Please don’t tell
me you’ve named him publicly."
"Sorry. It’s going to hit the airwaves tonight. First,
the report on the snowstorm, and then speculation on whether another
girl will disappear," Denise said.
"Shit! The press is turning this into a three-ring circus. You're giving the bastard just what he wants. The Snowman, really!"
*****
The other books in the series are:
And not they are all selling for
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Own the entire series!
Light is a fleeting moment in the frozen
north that is Alaska. Although the sun shines brightly during the Summer
Solstice, Detective Steven Quaid struggles to hold on to what he holds dear
during life's darkest moments, his love for family, and professional
achievement. Will a murderous stalker, a self-proclaimed Lucifer resurrected,
or insidious obsession prove more powerful than this dedicated detective? Six separate life-threatening situations. One determined man.
enjoy!
Saturday, November 20, 2021
I Won with Murder by Proxy now Murder on Mount Fairweather
50,094 words
An Airforce Jet can't get him home soon enough.
But despite his best efforts, the weather has the mountain socked in, and it's isn't letting up. Can he get to the top of Mt. Fairweather in time to save his pregnant wife from the horrors of the Alaskan triangle?
Will, the man who's the cause of their misery escape justice?
Excerpt:
Murder by Proxy
At Merrill Field, Elliott made sure Sarah was safely on board. Then he sat in his vehicle to watch the plane take off. He admired the sleek new look of the Challenger 650. The top-of-the-line jet that Sarah had recently purchased. He looked forward to watching the take-off.
Instead, he was shocked when, just seconds later, bullets began flying. He ducked even though they weren't pointed in his direction.
Elliott witnessed a prisoner, Alex James, the Clean Killer, just recently sentenced to ten life sentences, board Sarah's plane in a hail of bullets. He saw the door close and the plane taxi for take-off as the officers continued shooting while trying to catch a plane that quickly took flight.
Elliott was in shock.
Alex James, though, had made his escape.
Monday, November 1, 2021
National Novel Writing Month
Wishing all participants
HAPPY WRITING!
See you in December with an update if not sooner!
Saturday, October 30, 2021
Dracula Has the Final Say!
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Dracula
A debonair man
handsome and sure,
he'll tantalize and tease
ready to please.
A sweet fair maiden,
lovely and pure
dressed to the nines,
but oh so demure.
Dracula knows
how to put her at ease
dance close, make her laugh
bow low, his manners
offer no reproach.
In secret whispers,
a tryst, he'll propose
his love,
though new
he'll swear, is true.
As the bell of the ball
you blush and protest
but tonight is special and
you've planned no regrets.
The clock tolls midnight
the party is over
what's wrong with a walk
and one kiss
especially under the moon's shadow.
But my dear, once is enough
don't fall for his bluff
for this dangerous man
will suck you dry.
Of blood so pure
his life, you'll assure
but dear, then you'll die
a virgin
on Halloween night!
Yolanda Renée (C) 2021
***
Happy Halloween!
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