Friday, January 21, 2011

Caught By A Clown

Caught By A Clown
by Sandra Crowley
The Wild Rose Press
January 21, 2011

Blurb: Stacie Monroe's spontaneity lands her in hot water again when her best friend's little brother disappears and Stacie trails him to a nudist resort. To get inside the exclusive oasis and convince him to return home, she must blend in, a move tailor made to shock her oh-so-proper family and renew efforts to bring her in line. That's exactly what Special Agent David Graham intends to do when she interferes in his case. Yet, the soft-hearted temptress challenges his resolve, revealing the path to a love he thought impossible. Will that love survive when he betrays her in order to unravel the final twist in his case and convict a vicious killer?

Excerpt: Stacie tapped one sandal-clad foot on the floor while Agent I'd-Rather-Scare-You-Than-Confide-In-You ignored her. She glanced toward the bathroom, crossed her legs, and wished she hadn't finished that last glass of wine. "Aren't you going to search that closet or open those two bottom drawers in the dresser?" she asked when he tucked his camera inside his pack. "Can't." A nasty suspicion raised its head. "Why not?" "Don't have a search warrant. That limits me to a visual inspection of what's in plain sight." "I won't tell," she pushed, despite being certain of his response. "There are laws." She groaned over the close match to a pronouncement she'd heard her whole life. There are rules. Boring. Snoring. Gone. Think of something else. Like how Agent By-The-Book caused this mess. If he'd mentioned being from the FBI when they met in the office none of this would have happened. He ignored her interest in Alan Walsh and her intelligence in favor of treating her as if she were a child in need of a lesson. Nature threatened to float her teeth, but Stacie refused to ask for relief. She fidgeted on the hard chair and crossed her legs the other way. The backs of her thighs pulled where her skin had stuck to the wooden seat. That twinge of pain reminded her she ought to be thrilled Graham claimed a badge and not a rap sheet. Instead, she rattled the handcuffs that shackled her to the chair and worried how far he meant to carry her arrest.

Author Bio: Sandra Crowley resides in Colorado's mountains after living too many places to list. Her rural lifestyle furnishes ever changing measures of peace and excitement that balance her adventurous spirit. She loves animals, prefers fast cars, and believes cooking should only be done by restaurants. Blessed with her own hero husband and supportive family and friends, she's like many whose passion for reading carries them into writing. A need to send characters along paths she thought essential to the story propelled her to take an extension course in fiction writing. That led her to Romance Writers of America, and, when she realized her imagination suited romantic suspense stories, she joined its Kiss of Death chapter. Those organizations' workshops, online classes, and conferences help her hone her craft and create characters driven to danger. She hopes her stories of murder, betrayal and redemption produce that Ahhh factor readers desire.

Caught By A Clown is available as an ebook and paperback. Click here: to buy.

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Margaret Tanner said...

Hi Sandra,
Your excerpt certainly has the "äah" factor. Like the idea of a nudist colony as background. Now that is different.



Sandra Crowley said...

Thanks, Margaret. These characters and their varying circumstances were fun to write.

I appreciate your stopping by.

Brenda Whiteside said...

Sandra, nice job. Sounds like a fun read. I'll add it to my tbr list. And was happy to see you're a fellow TWRP author!


Sandra Crowley said...

Hi Brenda, I'm running into a lot of TWRP authors. We're a supportive group--as a newbie, I deeply appreciate that.

You and I love some of the same movies and I particularly like your "motto" your friends, laugh often, and stop doing what doesn't make you happy.

You're a wise woman. No doubt, we'll run into each other often.

Have a great weekend.