As the holiday season approaches, I thought I would share an update in terms of my writing, as I have not done so in a while.
Not having had much time to do any writing, I have decided to dedicate some of my break to returning to my psychological thriller The View From My Window. Even if the novel never gets published I am enjoying the creative experience of writing it.
Below you can see an excerpt from Chapter 2 to whet your taste buds:
Not having had much time to do any writing, I have decided to dedicate some of my break to returning to my psychological thriller The View From My Window. Even if the novel never gets published I am enjoying the creative experience of writing it.
Below you can see an excerpt from Chapter 2 to whet your taste buds:
It was a Friday, 23rd April, to be exact. My head had been pounding ever since the night
before. I’d had no sleep and the thoughts had come back like a flood. No amount of whisky would ease the pain, but then,
when I saw her that Friday morning, the thoughts vanished. Sarah was my dam- and
just for that moment, that solitary moment, I heard it. Silence. Absolute
silence.
She calmed me. I just had to stand next to her and
every fibre of my being stilled itself like a gentle hush. I’d feel her warm
smile wash over me and my body would relax- and the voices, well that was the
best part, the voices would stop.
