Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
USA Today bestselling author, LS Hawker writes gritty, twisted thrillers you can't put down. I know. I read THE DROWNING GAME. My clammy hands gripped the paperback as I flipped through pages until the surprise ending. I had to catch my breath. When I discovered THE THROWAWAYS would be published today (Yes, it's a book... Continue Reading →
My first banner seemed wild enough until summer arrived and the snow melted. This week marks my 2nd blogiversary. First of all, I think it's funny that bloggers are primarily writers and they can’t decide how to spell it. Is it with an i or an a? Google corrected it for me, so blogiversary it... Continue Reading →
She had fantasized about Harold since the 4th grade. After decorating her Valentine mailbox, she anticipated the insertion of his declaration of love. The next day, he popped it inside her box without making any eye contact. Later, Lulu flew through her Valentine messages until she found his love note. "Yours, Harold." She swooned thinking she... Continue Reading →
October arrived at midnight with a blanket of fog cloaking the twisted path. I awoke with a rekindled primal need deep down inside my core. I want to be transported. Flooded by memories and covered by goosebumps, I realized there was only one cure: Halloween movies! Here are 21 of my favorite spine-tingling thrillers of... Continue Reading →
As Carol scrawled her signature inside the Thomas Kincade Christmas card, a chill sent a shiver like the touch of a cold fingertip along her spine. She buttoned her cardigan and folded the greeting card. While studying the picture of the artist’s painting, Carol smiled at the warm glow emanating like amber from the windows... Continue Reading →
Jane’s special day had come again and she bounced through the house with renewed vigor. It seemed like a lifetime had passed since she felt this strong. Her illness had dissipated. An old memory skittered back to her like flipping to a page in her blue velvet album. "Where is everyone? No matter. I'll make... Continue Reading →
Tricia had wasted time choosing a costume, and now darkness swallowed the winding country road. The party ended long ago. She had lost her way. Fog enshrouded cornfields came to life as aged stalks resembled zombies. The paved road narrowed then changed to gravel. Turning around, she spun the car too fast and rolled it... Continue Reading →
Justine pulled into Mr. Hanson’s driveway as the rain fell down in sheets. She retrieved the casserole from the passenger seat and then splashed through puddles to the door. She turned the knob and let herself in. “Mr. Hanson? I brought your dinner!” A smell of mothballs and Lysol hit Justine like she’d been slapped.... Continue Reading →
I. Joanne finished typing the last line of tomorrow’s post, saved it, and closed her laptop. She rose from her desk in the empty office. So seldom was she ever there alone with only the quiet humming of the overhead air filtration system to keep her company. The lighting seemed queer tonight, shining a pale... Continue Reading →
As the days grow shorter, I begin to feel autumn’s chill through the drafts in my house which seems to penetrate the floor and slip up my pant legs then settle down deep in my bones. While running upstairs to retrieve wool socks for my cold feet I am reminded of the time of year and... Continue Reading →
Susie Lindau's Wild Ride 