I am a recovering Performance Consultant redeploying my remaining trips around the sun, writing fictional thrillers like my first novel on Amazon, Mirror Mirror – Halloween Party of the Century. Retirement holds no appeal when I’m primarily unsupervised, of questionable discipline and susceptible to being sucked into a story by the relentless Wench Muse who manages to remain just out of reach.
Mirror Mirror started as a short story ten years ago until the relentless Wench Muse snatched me out of neutral and whispered into my ear, “Let’s finish this one, mate!” So we did, and I have added another addiction to my list – writing mystery and suspense thrillers. It’s an addiction now because I cannot refuse when Wench Muse hurls me into another adventure, and likely into several heads and a couple of hearts.
I write with many narrative dialogs and love the freedom of the third-person point of view to ensure the story is not told by me as much as sown by my characters’ lives, thoughts, actions, warts, and all.
Sandy Tillman, the protagonist in Mirror Mirror, coasts comfortably through life until a phone call from a past abuser invites himself to her Halloween party. The short story version of Mirror Mirror covered the chaos at the party and the confrontation between Sandy and Phantasic Phil as he boasts of himself, and the story ends with Phil getting smoked by a burst of energy emanating from a large floor mirror. That was the end of the short story.
Clearly, it was not the end when the relentless Wench Muse planted her knees on my chest, locked my wrists to my sides with her ankles, leaned down, and whispered, “Let’s finish this one, mate!”
So we did. Mirror Mirror was published in February 2023.
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In the story, Sandy found the hidden room in the library when she picked a random book, Mirror Mirror, off one of the library shelves, which triggered the release of a lock. A section of shelves swung inward, revealing a small room with only a single armchair facing a large oval floor mirror.
A lot goes down in that secret room over several dimensions that stretch linear time to the limit. Things happen in the present with implications of an unknown future, and as the story progresses, in two subsequent visits to the past.
Time travel? Well, potluck travel is more like it when time as destinations appeared accidental; yeah, potluck is the better descriptor, courtesy of the entity she met in the mirror. He managed her travels, and as it turned out, the entity managed Sandy…he owned her simply because she possessed the book Mirror Mirror.
A double murder later, Sandy meets the entity that changes her life, her world, and, for all intents and purposes, her dimension courtesy of the large floor mirror.
Bizarre things happen when the 3-Dimensional world of Sandy Tillman connects with an 11th-dimension entity she names Paul that evolves into something neither wants to refer to as a relationship. It does becomes a relationship of sorts, but only one way, or is it?
It’s a journey worth risking.
No spoilers will be revealed here, so I encourage you to read Mirror Mirror.
Peace! G.
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