He’s the police chief’s son. Her best friend is his girlfriend. He killed her family.
“Vengeance is mine,” sayeth the Lord, but sometimes it hurts too much to wait.
Keeley Chesson decides to give the Lord some assistance. She knows who the
killer is, but can’t go to the police because of his connections to law enforcement.
She vows to secure justice for her loved ones on her own. Wild Justice is a
journey of revenge and redemption through the rivers and bayous of South
I did an online interview a while back about my work and my writing process, and they put forth three questions for me to answer.
How does your work differ from others in its genre?
There are so many mystery writers out there that I’m sure there are lots of books like mine. A story popped in my head one day and I wrote until I had it on paper. I guess it’s different from others in my genre in that it’s in my voice. I hope it’s different enough that a lot of people will want to read it.
Why do you write what you do?
Like I said, my book is a crime novel, and the conventional wisdom is to write what you like to read. At this point in my life my favorites seem to be mystery/suspense/thriller. The stories I’ve been writing lately seem to have a bit of mayhem, if not murder. My poems, however, are mostly little slices of life. I guess the main thing is I just enjoy seeing words taking shape on the page.
How does your writing process work?
My writing process is somewhat different from most folks, but it works for me. First draft is always in longhand on legal pads with roller ball pens. I skip lines for easier reading and revision as I go along. Next I type it on this neat little gadget called an Alphasmart. It’s very easy to type on and doesn’t do all that crazy stuff a computer is capable of. You know, cursor jumping all over the place, words running together, etc. Then I format a document in Word on the computer and plug Alphie into it and voila—it jumps from Alphie to the computer and all I have to do is proofread for typos. I can think and create better if I have a pen in hand and a tablet on the desk. Like I said—works for me.
So if you think Wild Justice sounds like your kind of book take a look at it on Amazon.
Since April is National Poetry Month, I’ll share one of my poems with you.
Bury My Heart
Bury my heart on the riverbank
‘Neath the towering cypress tree
I can hear the children laugh and squeal
As over the water they swing
I can hear the sweethearts sigh and whisper
As they stroll beside my grave
I can hear the quarrel of squirrels and birds
In the branches far above me
The river is where I spent my life
And there for the ages I want to be