It is with pleasure that I announce Lynn recently won the Minotaur Books Private Eye Writers of America award.
Congregations Lynn, you’re a great writer that deserves the recognition. She has made it where many authors strive to go.
Now, I get to find out what it’s like to rub elbows with an elite writer. LOL
Here's a little bit about Lynn.
"according to"). She keeps coming back to fiction because she likes making stuff up and you just can't do that in the newspaper or television news business.
She was born, raised, and continues to live in the heart of North Carolina within walking distance to her kids and their spouses and her nine grandchildren. She shares her home, and heart, with Sam the cocker spaniel.
She is the author of the best-selling true crime book, Unholy Covenant. The Rising is her debut novel.
Please tell the readers about your novel. Who or what was your inspiration behind it?
A little boy, beaten and left to die in an alley. A cop with a personal life out of control. When their worlds collide, God intervenes. Detective Ellie Saunders's homicide investigation takes a dramatic turn when a young victim "wakes up" in the morgue. The child has no memory prior to his "rising" except walking with his father along a shiny road. Ellie likes dealing with facts. She'd rather leave all the God-talk to her father, a retired minister, and to her partner, Jesse, a former vice cop with an annoying habit of inserting himself into her life. But will the facts she follows puts Ellie's life in mortal danger? And will she finally allow God into her heart forever?
Oh yes! The character of Jesse Alvarez was supposed to be a minor character but he just kind of took over. I kept telling him this was Ellie's story but he was rather pushy.
What was the hardest part to write this novel?
Probably the fight/action scene. I've never been in a physical altercation in my life so I had to get help with the logistics.
Which did you create first the plot or the characters?
Sort of both. Most of my novels start with me playing the “what if” game so I guess you could say plot came first, but, you have to have someone for the something to happen to.
If you had to go back and do it all over, is there any aspect of your novel or getting it published that you would change?
I wish I had stood my ground more on the opening scene. There were certain elements that were cut because they didn't necessarily fit the model of the genre. In hindsight, I think the scene was powerful in setting up Ellie's realization her life was heading in a downward spiral.
In three words describe your style of writing.
Visual, brisk, and to-the-point
I'm sure many readers are interested in learning more about you. Do you have a homepage where
they can do so?
Lynn, will you give us an excerpt From The Rising?
“Jack told me you were at lunch. Caper’s is one of my favorites, so I thought I’d take a chance.”
He winked at her then sidled closer. “Anyway, I was thinking about your dead kid—“
“He’s not dead.”
A waitress slammed a sandwich down in front of Ellie, and Jesse helped himself to a homemade chip.
“OK, so he’s not dead. You have sent his picture to the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children?”
She huffed. “Did Jack send you?”
“No, Jack didn’t send me. I was just thinking if the center didn’t get a hit, I’ve got a few
connections with the FBI, and they’ve got some really cool equipment.”
Ellie pulled a piece of bacon from her sandwich and chewed on one end. “Thanks, but no thanks. I really don’t want the Feds involved.”
Jesse snatched another chip and shook his head. “No black suit with shades is going to swoop in and take your case, Detective Saunders.” He grinned and helped himself to
another chip. “I thought we could get them to run his picture through the facial
recognition scanner. Maybe we’ll get a hit.”
What was with all the we stuff? The case was complicated enough. The last thing she needed was Jesse involved. She didn’t need a constant reminder of her downward spiral.
For those who are as excited about reading Lynn’s novel as I- here’s a purchase link.