Posts Tagged ‘sneak peek’

The Right Side: Sneak Peek


May 19th, 2017 Posted 8:35 am

Little P, short for Little Protector, was what Daddy called the .22. Daddy was big on protection: “It’s what we do in this family going way way back. All the way to the Civil War, both sides.” LeAnne took Little P from him, checked the safety – numero uno first goddamn thing every time, like he’d told her – then held it in the proper way, by both hands and with the muzzle pointing down at a forty-five degree angle, which was how she’d learned degrees, resulting in an A plus on the class participation half of her Exploring Science grade. Then she and her daddy walked up a long slope where some big saguaros grew, Daddy carrying the cooler. There were bullet holes in a few of those saguaros, always at the tops where the heads would be, if saguaros had heads, but she and Daddy were blameless.

“What the hell is wrong with some people?” he said.

“Does it hurt the saguaros?”

“What do think? Look at them. Those holes seem right to you?”

“No. But I meant does it give them pain?”

Daddy inclined his head toward her. He had the best face you’d ever want to see, a big rough face with watchful eyes that shone when things were going well, like now, out in the desert. “Good question,” he said.

TRS Harlan Coben quote


BOW WOW: Sneak Peek


May 2nd, 2017 Posted 8:32 am

(Coming in 28 days. This is from page one. BOW WOW is 3rd in the Bowser and Birdie middle-school series. Adults can read them, but fake ID required.)

The humans in our family all turned to me: Birdie, Mama, Grammy. “What the heck is that blasted barking about?” Grammy said.

Someone was barking? I listened my hardest, heard no barking. This was a strange day already and it had hardly even started.

“Maybe he’s upset that you’re leaving, Mama,” Birdie said.

Mama bent down, gave me a pat. “Is that it, Bowser? Upset that I’m leaving?”

“Bull puckey,” said Grammy. “How would he even know you’re leaving?”

Whoa! Mistakes were going by so fast I could hardly keep up.




The Right Side: Sneak Peek At The Beginning


April 6th, 2017 Posted 9:52 am

“Just want to make sure I’ve got your name right.” The man – Machado, read the tag hung around his neck – swiveled sideways to check his computer. The chair made a squeaky sound, intolerable to the woman sitting on the other side of the desk. It sparked a headache in the spot where her headaches got sparked these days, a headache that then blossomed like an explosion in slow motion, so slow you might have thought it would peter out, or be easily stopped. She knew better.

Machado – Dr. Ernest Machado, Psychiatric Services, according to the name tag – squinted at the screen. “Still getting used to these darn progressives,” he said, tapping his glasses.

“Poor you,” she said.

(coming June 27)



ARF: Sneak Peek 2


April 22nd, 2016 Posted 7:42 am

“Hey, Junior,” Birdie said, as we walked onto the bridge.

“Hey,” said Junior Tebbets, jiggling his bamboo pole.

“You fish without a reel?” Birdie said.

“Why not?”

“Catching anything?”


“What’re you fishing for?”


“What bait?”

Junior peered over the railing. His line hung straight down, disappeared into the water. “Mouse.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Dead mouse,” Junior said.

“You’re using a dead mouse for bait?”

“Like, wouldn’t it be kind of cruel to hook ‘em live?” Junior said. “Found this one under the truck when my dad drove away.”

“Under the food truck?” Birdie said.

“Scooped it right up. Everyone knows catfish go for stinky things.”

“Then everyone knows wrong,” Birdie said. “Shiners is what they like.”

“Shiners?” Junior jiggled the pole. That made tiny waves down in the bayou, but no fish appeared.

– coming Tuesday!



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