Snippety: Survival Instinct
Wednesday, May 26th, 2010…Wednesday
Yes, Survival Instinct, along with the other Hunter Agency Bombshell books, is now widely available as an ebook. Hooray!
Survival Instinct is about the black sheep of the Hunter Agency family…Dave Hunter prefers to do his own thing, in his own way. And Karin? She really wants to do her own thing, thank you very much.
Here’s the fun part–my old once-upon-a-time southwest Virginia farmstead provides the setting for that book. As usual, when faced with fiction based on reality, I did freely change things to suit, but at the core…it’s the place I loved and lived for a number of years, and which I still miss. That gave this book an extra special connection.
And the dog?
Oh yeah. He was there, too.
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Karin Sommers’ Journal, March 12
Dear Ellen–
Happy birthday. I miss you terribly, and I’m sorry you’re dead.
I wish it weren’t my fault.
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Karin Sommers’ Journal, March 13
Dear Ellen–
I love this little dormer. I love the way it feels like a little hideaway, a place where only you and I go. I love the way it looks out over the driveway and the yard, letting me watch from high shadows.
Bet you didn’t know I was so fanciful. Who had time for fanciful with Rumsey calling the shots? Things are so much different here…I can see why you chose this as your place to think through your life. To make changes. I guess that’s my job now, but my decisions still seem a long way off.
It’s easier to think about the work. This morning the neighbors delivered a truckload of manure and I just finished tilling it into the garden. Mostly I used the tiller, but you know…there’s something fulfilling about doing by hand. Almost…meditative. I bet you felt the same. Did you get blisters, too? And here I thought I’d gotten hardened up over the past year. I fit into your clothes, my hair’s as long as yours, and I’ve got your signature down pat. I even let my damned eyebrows fill in. And how long has it been since I’ve worn high heels? They used to be one of my best weapons. One of Rumsey’s best weapons, I mean. Slap me into heels and something tight and short and he could talk the skin off a weasel while I filed my nails in the background.
I have to say he taught me one thing, though…how to survive. You do what it takes, right? So here I am in the middle of Blue Ridge country, learning to be a country girl. And I’m damned good at it if I say so myself.
Ah, lookie here. Your dog is barking. I’m not expecting anyone (as if I ever am.) And it’s a city car, with a good-looking city guy. You forget to tell me about someone? He’s still working on getting out of the car. I don’t think he likes dogs. The door’s open…
No, I really don’t think he likes dogs. “Cautious” would be kind. I’m not laughing, really!
Okay, yeah…I am.
Beyond the Rules! I’ll head off on the right foot this time and mention right away that this book, along with the first in the series, is now widely available as an ebook. Hooray!
Yup, it’s my first Bombshell, cover ugh and all! Notice the title in the blog doesn’t match the title on the cover. That would be because someone along the way in production erred, and left off the “s” at the end. I still think of it as “Rules,” though…
