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A Premonition … End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

Recap from last week's snippet: Cecilia found her father's journal hidden beneath a floorboard and placed it on the desk in hopes of reading it later. She turned away but a sound startled her and she whirled around in surprise.

The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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She found the journal had fallen and lay at her feet, opened to a page where a slip a paper rested within the crease. She leaned down and reached for the note and unfolded it. The first lines seemed to jump out at her, making her feel dizzy and queasy as if she'd indulged in her mother's stash. "What the hell?" She stood and read the lines again.

I don't fear the reaper. It's the humans with death in their eyes that scare me shitless. If you're reading this, death found me when my back was turned.

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That's all for now. Only 8 sentences, but thought it was a good place to end this snippet. 🙂  So... was this a premonition or brooding lyrics to one of her dad's songs. He did jot down song lyrics in the journal? What do you think?

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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Something new, something old, something hidden…End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

Cecilia cleaned up the study her bereaved mother left in shambles. Her mother had been watching old films of her rock-star father who died 23 years ago. She stacked the films away in canisters, intent on putting them away in the walk-in closet but something else caught her eye. Now for the snippet.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Five guitars were situated on the floor of the closet, upright and leaning against the wall for support. On impulse, she reached for the candy-apple-red electric guitar with a skull painted on the base.

She could play the piano, but she never mastered the guitar, which now she regretted since Billy Pitts – who played the electric guitar for the Silent Plaids and was one of the best of the best – had offered to teach her, but she rebelled against the idea since it was her father's instrument of choice. It was a stupid rebellion against him for dying and leaving her as if he had a choice, but she had a stubborn streak and it plagued her more times than not; just another trait she inherited from her father or so her mother told her on many occasions.

Her fingers lightly caressed the skull painted white and black before she returned the instrument to it resting place, but it tilted and before she could right it once more, it fell against the guitar standing next to it, then the next went and the next as if the instruments were imitating the domino effect for her benefit. She cringed and hoped she hadn't caused any damage for her carelessness. She sat down on her knees to pick up the instruments and place them back in order. As she reached to place the last one down, her gaze caught sight of the floorboard in the corner sitting askew. It must have been why the guitar had fallen to the side when she'd put it down.

She reached for board and picked it up, intending set it straight, but her gaze landed on something hidden beneath the plank.

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Hmm...I wonder what she found.

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The Strange Escapes weekend aboard the Queen Mary was a blast. Great speakers and it was so interesting to explore the old ship. I have lots of photos to share.  

Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

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Gone Ghost Hunting @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

I'm  ghost hunting with the Strange Escape crew aboard the RMS Queen Mary so no snippet post this weekend. Don't worry, I'll be back next week with another snippet from End of the Road. Please, stop by then.

Here's the link to the other authors' snippets. Enjoy!

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Time stood still…End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Tears stung her eyes at hearing her father's voice, seeing him and witnessing how he treated her with such loving care. Realizing how this trip down memory lane had affected her, she angrily flipped the switch on the projector to the off position, ending the tender moment and drenching the room in silence.

For a moment she just stood there as if the projector would again turn itself and resume where the film had left off. It didn't and she felt pretty stupid thinking it would. She once again concentrated on the job of rewinding the tape and once finished, she removed the reel and packed it in its container before stacking it on top of the other cases. She picked them up then put them back down again as she realized she didn't know where her mother stored the reels. It wasn't as if she allowed her to see them. These could have been memories for her too, but instead, her mother hoarded the memory of Lars Gunner as if she feared sharing him with anyone would make her face the fact he was never coming home.

She looked around the room, taking it in all at once. Books were lined on a shelf next to an old TV with an antenna and she doubted the thing even worked, but it couldn't be thrown out; it was her father's after all and everything in this room had been his.

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Her mother should have shared the memories with her, don't you think?

Loved to hear your feedback. 🙂

Exciting news! Next week I'm attending a Strange Escapes weekend aboard the Queen Mary. Every Strange Escapes event features in-depth investigation of a haunted location in the United States. Plus, lectures from paranormal notables, television personalities, authors and more. I'll have to share my adventure with you all. 

Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

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Can’t escape your past…End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. We're jumping ahead a few paragraphs.

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"Come here, darlin'," she heard her father say in a gentle tone, making her pause, making her wonder who he was talking to in that sweet voice despite the deep timber of it, but at the same time, she did know. Then the blonde haired toddler, clothed in pink and yellow flower pajamas, waddled into view with her hands outstretched toward him. It was her younger self, wanting her father to hold her. He put down the microphone he'd been gripping on top of the road box–the same one that sat next to the desk in the present–and sank down on his haunches. As he gathered her into his arms and stood, his face lit up and she'd be hard pressed not to see how much he loved her.

"Give your daddy a kiss goodnight, CeeCee," she heard a woman's voice say, but she stood just out of the screen's shot, but she knew it to be her mother's voice. Cecilia had long outgrown the nickname, CeeCee–dubbed by her father–and no one called her by that name anymore.

Her younger self gave her father a slobbery kiss with a big noisy sound to go with it. Her father chuckled and kissed her cheek with the same over exaggerated sound to go with the kiss. "Love you, sweet thing," he told her younger self.

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Nothing like memories coming back to haunt you. lol

Loved to hear your feedback. 🙂

Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

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Camera rolling, slate, action…End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. We're jumping ahead a few paragraphs.

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She left the full bag beside the couch and strode over to the projector intent on rewinding the reel so she could put it away. Her father had a real passion for film, despite the fact it wasn't all that popular in the 90s when video tape recorders were all the rage. Of course, her father owned a camcorder as well and those videotapes were stored in the library upstairs. His bandmates told her a few stories about her father's dream to be a film director. He used to drive them batty as he followed them around and recorded their every move.

She spotted an empty tin on the edge of the desk and there were other tins stacked on the desk too. It appeared her mother had worked through quite a few reels before ending up with the one loaded on the projector. She reached for reel but as her fingers touched it, the projector turned on with a blast of air that sounded similar to hairdryer and the tick-tick-tick of the film reel added to the machine's antiquated music. Her brows drew together as she stared at the faulty machine in surprise. She reached for the switch to turn it off, but a child's giggle drew her attention and she glanced at the wall where the past had come alive in muted colors and grainy lines.
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Can you guess who is the child starring in the home film?

Loved to hear your feedback. 🙂

Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

Weekend Writing Warriors for Eight Sentence Sunday

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Make-believe or not?… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative punctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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She glanced around the room that had been untouched by time, a shrine of sorts to her father. His books, his couch, his stereo system that probably been state of the art back when, and heck, his last scribbled notes were still on the desk. She'd been fascinated with the room when she was a kid, most likely because it was considered taboo to go inside.

Her mother's words haunted her. You would say: Daddy's playing his guitar and singing to me.

Had her three-year-old self truly been communicating with her father's spirit? Some believed children were more in tune with the afterlife. She recalled some of her visits home from boarding school–when make-believe was still a big part of her life. She would pretend that her father hadn't died and he was in his study working on his next big hit. She would press her ear against the large wood door and she'd swear sometimes she could hear him in there.

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Now she's starting to remember. Make-believe or not?

Loved to hear your feedback. 🙂

Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

Weekend Writing Warriors for Eight Sentence Sunday

Snippet Sunday Facebook Group

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“He’s here, you know”, she whispered… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 7.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia found her mother watching films of her father who died 23 years ago. It's around the anniversary of his death and it always triggers her mother's annual drinking binge.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative puctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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"I was watching films of your father," her mother said as if she didn't already know this. "He was so damn handsome," her mother added as she reached out her hand and tucked a long strand of hair behind Cecilia's ear. Her mother's fingers were cold to the touch when she cupped her face. "You look so much like him," she said and her voice choked on those words and tears fell, leaving streaks on her cheeks.

She'd heard this a million times how much she looked like her father and she sometimes wondered if that was why her mother had sent her away to boarding school; she couldn't look at her without remembering her long dead husband.

She took her mother's hand and lowered it and said, "Let's draw you a bath and once you're all cleaned up, I'll tuck you into bed."

Her mother nodded, obviously too tired to argue with her, which proved a blessing in disguise. "He's here, you know," she whispered as she helped her mother to her feet and couldn't help but notice her breath smelled like an ashtray.

"Who's here?" she asked.

"Your father," she told her and glanced around the room as if Lars Gunner would manifest to prove her point.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

Weekend Writing Warriors for Eight Sentence Sunday

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Pity party for one… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 6.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia's mother is watching a film of her dead husband's band rehearsal, but Cecilia turns off the projector, making her mother acknowledge she is there.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Cecilia moved around the couch and took a seat next to her mother. She reached for the bottle but her mother moved it out of her reach. "I think you've had enough," Cecilia told her gently.

"I'll say when I have," Phoebe hissed and her features hardened and her bloodshot eyes didn't quite focus on her as she sneered.

She tried a different approach. "I've been phoning you and it's been three days, Mom" she added for meaning.

Her mother's brows puckered together. "Three days?" she repeated her words with a shaky voice, losing some of its hostility.

She nodded and her mother lowered her hand then finally handed her the bottle. She placed it on the coffee table to join the other bottles her mother had indulged in while she had her pity party with her dead father.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

Hashtags: #8sunday #snippetsunday

Participating Authors are listed at these sites:

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