Leanna, how did you get mixed up in the writing world? When my youngest child announced he was moving to FL after high school graduation, I decided I was going to write. I started in April 2012 and finished 3 books by October that year. Not too bad for a girl that didn't even finish high school!
Do you handwrite or type in computer only? I typed on the computer only until My wonderful son in law, Matt, got me Dragon Naturally Speaking for Christmas as I have horrible Rheumatoid Arthritis, now all I have to do is talk, and Lord knows I can do that!
Who are your favorite authors? Stephen King...is King!
What makes a novel great? The story, you have to have a good story or there is no point.
Do you map out your stories or wing it, spontaneously developing characters and plot? Oh yes, I start with the characters and then the plot just comes to me around them.
Ereader or book? Book...nothing like holding a book in your hands.
Favorite typo/error is: Too many to choose from but they are all from my so called smart phone. I think my favorite was "If I have to enlist the food Lord God Almighty I will! coconut Sweet dreams." food=good coconut=goodnight lol
Who is Maggie West? She is the Main Character in "The Maggie West Series" that starts being released in May 2013 and she's awesome! She's a tough but sweet, beat down but never give up woman who's the type you can't help but fall in love with...she's me to a certain point in the book! lol
What songs go with your Maggie West series? Well, it used to be a secret but when I write, a song or two pay continuously until I'm done and the ones that played during this series were Adele's "Set fire to the rain" during A Beautiful Liar. Gotye's "Don't worry, we will be watching you" & "Heart's a mess" during Maggie's Men. The Partridge Families "I think I love you" and Finger Eleven's "Paralyzer" are playing currently while I finish up the series with Maggie's Misery (Weird I know!)
Where can we find you? (links) All over!
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I'm just a silly woman with a wild imagination. I have raised my children and am now doing what I love, writing! I started my writing career in April of 2012...I've been a busy girl!
I have penned three books coming out on Eternal Press in 2013. Killing the Desire, an erotic thriller, A Beautiful Liar, Book one of the Maggie West Series and Maggie's Men, Book Two of the Maggie West Series.
I am currently working the third and most likely final book in the Maggie West series Maggie's Misery as I've gotta give that girl her happy ending sometime!
I love thunderstorms, a good game of pool and men watching! I currently live in the state of confusion....I mean NC and am very happy and very, very single ;)
Thank you so much!
Rose sat there drinking her coffee and had a very uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She’d been trying to reach her mother since the night before, but Becks had not returned any of her text messages, nor had she answered her phone that morning. Rose decided she would drop by her mom’s place on the way to class that morning just to check on her. It was unlike her mother to fall out of constant contact. It was usually Rose who was lax on returning texts and phone calls.
She finished her coffee, showered, and headed to Becks’ place. Becks’ car was in the driveway, so she had to be there, and Rose couldn't see Becks sleeping past noon even if she’d partied the night before, which wasn't often.
She knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Rose now felt that uneasy feeling turn into dread as she took the spare key out of her purse and put it into the lock. She turned the lock and went inside.
“Becks?” she shouted and went from room to room. “Becks?” she continued to shout as she went into the master bedroom.
That’s strange; she thought to herself, the master bathroom light is on.
She stepped inside and smelled the faint smell of bleach. Rose noticed that the curtain was pulled on the tub, and the feeling of dread now turned into panic. She pulled the curtain back. Her mother’s lifeless body lied there, cold, wet, and with her eyes staring off into space. Rose kneeled down at the side of the tub and touched her mother’s face.
“Becks,” she said. She choked on a sob. “Momma,” she whispered.
She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed 911.
“911, what’s your emergency?” the operator responded.
“This is Rose Harlow; I’m at 2517 Barkley Place. I need the police and the coroner. I’ve found my mother’s body in the bath tub. She’s been strangled,” Rose told the operator.
“How do you know she’s been strangled” the operator questioned.
“Her naked body in a bleach-filled bath tub, the marks around her neck, and her eyes being wide open are pretty fucking good indicators I’d think. Now send the cops and coroner, you dumb bitch,” she snapped as she hung up her cell phone. It rang almost immediately. Rose knew it was the 911 operator calling back but chose not to deal with a complete idiot at the moment.
Rose laid her head on the side of the tub and contemplated crying. She stopped herself. Her mother would not want her to cry. Every time she had cried in front of her mother, her mother had told her to wipe her eyes and smile, that it was the best accessory she could wear. A slight smile crossed Rose’s lips at the thought of Becks telling her that. She laid there with her head on the side of the tub, holding her mother’s cold, dead hand for about ten minutes when she finally heard the sound of sirens. She let her mother’s hand go, kissed her on the forehead, stood up, smoothed her clothes, and went to the front door. She met the first two officers there.