Events and emotions drive Jamie and Renee closer and closer to each other…Renee beginning to realize that she and Jaime were adopted…a sudden surge of sexual desire in a teenage romance…a walk to the old mill pond in the twilight…a long kiss as the moon rises on the far shore.
Guilt for Jaime, passion for Renee…but then, a love note from Renee to Jaime is discovered by their mother…Jaime and Renee shamed and then separated…Renee believing that true love, her true love for Jaime, lasts forever…Jamie having a fling with a beautiful blond.
Jaime and Renee reunited by a sympathetic aunt…doubts and hesitations…and then…
She had wanted to cut off the road and walk down to the old mill pond where they had so often hung out together. He wasn’t thinking about anything at all, not yet anyways, as they drifted along with the wind, the whispering wind. As usual, she was walking in front of him and leading the way—just the most intense, determined person he had ever met. But tonight, there was something else in the air, something sweet—later, he could remember saying to himself that “it was something like forever.”
She told him that she wanted to sit on a bench near the water, the bench they always sat on when they came to this place–it was their special place in the world, the place where they always spoke their truest thoughts, the place where nobody existed outside of themselves. As twilight turned into night, he began to feel spooked because he knew that she was leading him to a lot more than a bench by a pond. It was the first time he had ever felt sexually attracted to her, but even so, it seemed like he was being dragged into it. Dragged was hardly the right word, and he probably only used it to cover up the fact that what they were doing was really wrong. He should never be thinking this way—it was awful! He should never…he should just tell her that it was too dark and they should go back to their house. But it was a little too late for that—she had taken his hand in hers and was leading him down the path that led to the bench, the path that led to forever.
Or maybe he was just possessed by evil thoughts and was imagining everything. There was something about her that had always made his imagination go into overdrive, but until now, the fantasies hadn’t been about anything sexual, not exactly–more like sensual memories about the way she talked, the tone of her voice, the clever intonations, and most of all, the endless, subtle hints that seemed to point in only one direction.
The night before, she had told him that they lived in a world where no one really understood them or knew what was running through their hearts. But tonight, he was hoping that even she wouldn’t be able to sense what was running through his heart. Not good—not good at all. Because he knew for an absolute fact that they were approaching a line they definitely shouldn’t cross. It was so wrong that it was wrong to even have to say it was wrong. But…if, God forbid, it did happen, then that meant that not only was he wrong, but also, she would have to be wrong. She couldn’t be wrong—not when it came to something like this. And also, it would mean that this strange swirling wind on this night of the full moon would have to be wrong. And if everything was wrong and he was being led into a wrong thing, a terribly wrong thing, then it must be that he was just fated to be doomed or something. Because no one in their right mind would let them get away with this. Somehow or other, the truth would come out, and when it did…he didn’t want to think about what would happen, but he knew that it would be very bad—both for him and for her.
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Over the past seven years (since I retired at the age of 60), I’ve written five novels, all of which you can find in the Kindle Store. What I am attempting to do in my books, besides writing entertaining and original plots, is to present themes and dilemmas that are thought provoking and don’t have any easy, simplistic answers. I do my very best to fairly present both sides of an issue–such as having a negative character express my own personal views, while a more positive character will express intelligent opposition to those views. All of this occurs, of course, in relation to the plots that are contained in the books, which are intended to mirror or illustrate the underlying philosophy. For instance, in The Road Map to the Universe, the protagonist feels that because the universe is so enormous, our lives here on earth are meaningless and that we all suffer from taking ourselves far too seriously. Do humans really have any significance, or is that just a self-serving illusion of the ego? And then, when the plot is resolved, one realizes that many of the incidents that occurred during the book were essentially mirages created by ego-driven motivations. There! I’ve just given you an important clue to solving the murder mystery that is at the center of this book.
I spend a great deal of time revising my novels. After finishing the first draft, I go through the book about ten times–first page to last page. Each journey through the book is slow and painstaking–no more than ten or fifteen pages a day. Sometimes, one or two pages will take a whole day. From my experience, the kind of errors that pop up on some of the later readings can be rather surprising, if not downright alarming! I particularly look for inaccurate punctuation, repetitive sentence structure, and inaccurate or repetitive vocabulary; however, you will not need a dictionary to read my books. I also do not permit unclear sentences to stand–I can’t imagine that any reader will want to read a sentence twice because I couldn’t find a way to explain myself.
I also spent numerous hours formatting these novels so that they would convert to Kindle. As you probably all know, it isn’t just a matter of hitting the upload button, and all I can say is that these books (after doing this, that, and the other thing) looked great on the Kindle Previewer, so I’m hopeful that they converted properly. My thanks to Charles Spender and his $0.99 book, Formatting of Kindle Books, which was quite helpful.
For those who are interested, The Voice of the Victim is either the best or the worst of these five novels–it all depends on your point of view.
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