How It All Started
A few years ago, after my love affair with writing Fan Fiction came to
a sudden and abrupt end, I found myself anxious to write something different.
Something original.
I was already a full time student with term papers leaking out my ears
and a daughter who hadn’t started school yet. Did I really need to add another
poker in my fire?
The answer was obvious.
Yes.
I wrote the first draft of Murphy’s Law in between term papers and
class assignments. It took me less than a month to write the entire novel, and
I released a sigh of contentment when I’d finished it.
My first original novel was completed.
I was exhilarated. I patted myself on the back for a job well done, and
then I sent it off to the person who used to beta my Fan Fiction stories.
What happened next was both a curse and a blessing, and the novel ended
up sitting on my desktop collecting metaphoric dust until this year when I blew
off the dust, and uncovered my first fictional baby.
I was horrified.
So much about my writing style had changed since I’d first typed those
words. The characters were sloshy and distracted, and there were so many weak
words it was like reading someone else’s work.
Then I began editing, and I realized I could make it so much better. It
could be so much better.
You know what? It is.
I don’t expect everyone to love it, but I know there are people who
will. The most important thing is that the characters I fell in love with,
whose stories wait for the reader between the pages of Murphy’s Law, were told.
As a Fictzophrenic, I did my job. The voices of Alexis, Dane, and their
friends are now silent inside--being replaced with the voices of all the other
characters waiting their turns.
I hope you enjoy their story.
R.S.
Murphy’s Law
By R.S. Emeline
By R.S. Emeline
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Purchase Link: smashwords
Blurb/Book Description:
Alexis MacGuire is just like other college students. She goes to class, eats pizza, and holds down a job. The difference is, her job could get her killed.
As the unluckiest member of a family of elite assassins, she spends her spare time jetting from one country to another neutralizing scum the government doesn’t want to be attached to--often in unconventional and unplanned ways.
When she receives an email exposing the secrets of her last job she enters into a game of cat and mouse with someone known only as the Hunter. With the help of her brother, her best friend, and an FBI agent who makes her heart skip beats, she must find the Hunter before he destroys everything and everyone she loves.
Short Excerpt Murphy’s Law
I was close to where the car was hidden, and I could see the flames rising in the dark behind me. Lights strobed from the emergency vehicles, as they tried to control the blaze. I took a deep breath and walked into the clearing where the car was parked and looked around. No car.
“What the Hell!” I stomped my foot on the ground and let out a feral growl.
All the markers were where they were supposed to be. White paint on the ground. Black X on the tree. Empty dirt road. I checked the time. If I didn't get back to my hotel in the next hour I wouldn’t make my flight.
I looked down at the ring I wore on my right hand. Two simple silver bands surrounded a Celtic design wrapped around my finger entwined with a shamrock and a blood red stone in the center. Each person in my family had a similar ring. Each designed the same, only the stone was different. We never took them off, because to take them off could mean our deaths.
The rings were our safety nets. The one way we could protect ourselves when an assignment didn’t go right, when we were in danger, or in my case when I was stranded because some little punk ass stole my car. I twisted the Celtic band, enabled the tracking device and notified my brother of the S.O.S. With a sigh, I climbed into the tree and waited to be rescued. Again.
R.S. Emeline grew up in the sogginess of Washington State where she nurtured her love of writing with dark teenage poetry. Today she spends her time in the perpetual dryness and sun of the California desert. She lives there with her husband, the Marine; her niece, the Artist; her daughter, the Munchkin; and two animals--King Furry and Mistress Meow-- who are the true rulers of the roost.
Author web links:
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Website: www.rsemeline.com
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Thanks for hosting me on your blog! I appreciate it! :)
R.S.
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