I got this on a Nook Free Book Friday when the plot synopsis really grabbed me. It's set in a small town, where someone is recording private conversations and publishing them on the Internet. People start reading, neighbor turns against neighbor, chaos follows. I thought it was a fantastic concep...
And now back to our regularly scheduled insanity. Channel 7 news producer Hugo Talley dreams of working with first-class professionals. Instead he�s saddled with a weatherman who can�t
An unexplained murder... A life spiraling out of control... A wall of evidence mounting against an innocent man... When Mick Kline awakens in a woman's empty apartment, he has no idea how his life is about to change. Suddenly he is the prime suspect in a murder case. And his estranged brother ma...
When a soccer field complex springs to life seemingly overnight in the sleepy community of Skary, Indiana, and the local coffee shop begins offering computer access along with its suddenly overpriced beverages, goosebumps start popping up all over town. Has soccer mom Katelyn Downey hatched a dia...
Playwright Leah Townsend doesn't like conflict one bit, but these days she can't seem to avoid it. Her career is quickly sliding downhill. Her agent has ordered a hit or else and her new play is going nowhere. Then her obsessively moderate boyfriend, after a minor argument, has the nerve to enrol...
“Knock knock.” “Who’s there?” Nobody in Skary seems to know for sure… It appears that everyone in Skary, Indiana, is having an identity crisis of epic proportions–including the town itself. Once known as the haunt of the world’s most popular horror writer, Wolfe “Boo” Boone, Skary started los...
Talk about Working out Your Faith with Fear and Trembling. The biggest thing to happen to Skary, Indiana, is renowned horror novelist Wolfe Boone–or, “Boo,” as the locals fondly call him. For the past sixteen years, the reclusive writer has been the town’s greatest attraction, having unintention...
Patrick’s handwriting was terrible, so it took a while to decipher any notes he’d written. Mostly about what he wanted to put in the story —ideas, plotlines, character details, all written down randomly. He’d fed her dinner: roasted chicken with mashed potatoes. Now they sat quietly together as t...
Clay and I talk three or four times a day, see each other every other day It’s like old times, like three years haven’t gone by Well, maybe not the same. I’ve grown more confident in myself; I’ve refused to put Clay on a pedestal. I keep reminding him he’s lucky I’ve taken him back, and he always...
Besides, he had better things to do with his time than revisit old losses and regrets. But he did regret quite a bit that he never tried again with Hope Landon, that he didn’t get over his fear of rejection and just tell her how he felt. There he was again, with the regret...
Let me say ahead of time that I am not certain I’m going to need to get away with it. But if I did, here’s what I’d remember to do. First of all, grab the wallet. Always grab the wallet. People have scrubbed down entire houses with bleach and vacuumed many a trunk, only to forget the wallet or pu...