I had the privilege of growing up with the most gifted storyteller in my region: my Grandmother.
She could spin entire cakes of yarn from a mere glimmer of an idea. And she would unearth these nuggets of inspiration anywhere—picking one up as she cooked, another as she worked in the garden, and even more while stitching one of her famous quilts as the snow fell outside.
One element all her stories had in common was horror.
I grew up on a farm, so naturally visceral horror had little effect on me even as a kid. But that other kind of horror that was in all of her stories—ghosts, demons, monsters lurking in the darkness, just out of sight—it was what kept me riveted to my seat, eyes wide, taking in every word she said.
Sure, it made for a lot of sleepless nights, but I learned so much from Grandmother’s storytelling. She taught me that good guys don’t always wear white, bad guys don’t always look like villains, and that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions.
And so it was those lessons with which I set the tone for the second book in my Blake Rossi series, Sins of the Father.
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See you in the Shadows,
Sharon M. White