Frozen Crimes Blog Hop Prompt: Whom would you want to be stuck with during a blizzard, and what would you do?
My Answer:
Go ahead, roll your eyes. But I would like to be stuck with Stephen King, and we would write. His wife could be there too. I promise I wouldn't Annie Wilkes him. Although I may bear a physical resemblance to Kathy Bates, I am mostly harmless.
Kathy Bates could be there too. She seems like a cool person.
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around to the other participants to read their answers: Frozen Crimes Blog Hop
When disasters strike around every corner, is it possible to have a happily-ever-after?
BLURB: Beth and Donovan are expecting their first child. Life
couldn’t get any better…until a stalker makes his presence known. This person
sends disturbing messages and unsettling items, but it isn’t long before his
menacing goes too far.
Hoping for a
peaceful Christmas, Donovan takes Beth to Michigan. Days into their trip, a
winter storm named Nemesis moves in with the goal of burying the state.
Snowdrifts surround their house, and the temperature drops below freezing.
Except, the storm
isn’t the only nemesis they must face. Everyone’s lives are at stake—especially
that of their unborn child. Will they survive, or will they become a frozen
crime?
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EXCERPT:
The crunch of the
shovel pounding into the snow and ice filled his ears. It was all he could
hear. The rest of the street was silent beneath its wintry blanket. Breathing
was difficult with the icy air clogging his lungs. His nose burned. His throat
was dry and on fire. But he ignored it, focusing on his task.
Crack,
crack, crack.
He jabbed the
shovel into a hunk of snow. On the third hit, it shattered into several pieces.
He scooped them up and flung them to the side. He surveyed what remained. There
was one big ball in the middle of the path that needed to be dealt with next.
He moved over to it and struck it. That one impact had it severing in two. He
was about to hit it again when something crashed into the back of his head.
Explosions of
white light danced over his vision. Pain enveloped his skull.
The shovel
slipped from his fingers. Blackness cloaked his mind, coaxing him into its
depths.
Beth. Her name was a whisper in his head, as if his thoughts
were being sucked into a wormhole.
His legs
collapsed under his weight.
Cold. It seeped
into him, consuming him. And then his consciousness fled down that same void
that ate his thoughts.
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