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Imperfect Promises – Coming August 2018
Former Special Forces soldier Jonas Cameron left his career behind, only to discover that a ghost from his past sent a homegrown terrorist after him and his loved ones.
Shea Townsend runs the kitchen at the diner in town. She’s pretty, a fab cook, and everybody’s sweetheart … except for the mysterious stalker who burned her house, slashed her tires, and attacked her friend by mistake.
When Shea turns to Jonas for help, he rallies old allies to neutralize the threats swirling around them.
Fast-paced action. Heart-pounding adventure. This is not your ordinary romantic suspense story!
Elizabeth Noyes (@Enoyes5246)
I’ve often said I wouldn’t be a writer were it not for my very own techie support team—my husband, son, daughter, and son-in-law, all of whom eat, drink, breathe, sleep, groan, and yawn their way through the latest, greatest technology. Me? Not so much. With Imperfect Trust, the second book in the Imperfect Series, I wanted to do something different, something to acclaim the unique and creative way those in computer ‘geekdom’ think since their expertise keeps me up and running.
It was a short leap from burgeoning idea to a deep, suspenseful, technology-based plot. Add in a many-layered female lead who is not only gifted at ‘exploring’ computers (hacking), she’s also an accomplished ‘gamer’ (video game player extraordinaire). Throw her to the bad guys, make her vulnerable, and let her escape. Enter the hero, a hunky, supercilious ‘code monkey’ (programmer), let them butt heads, and then throw them together in a life or death tangle so they have to depend upon each other. The rest is pure action, drama, adventure, suspense, all spiced up with a dash of romance.
I ran into an unexpected problem early on. It’s tricky trying to balance the necessary technical jargon so true believers buy your spin without overwhelming those not-in-the-know with too much computerese. Heaven forbid they grow bored and start skimming!
In the immortal words of J.M. Barrie (Peter Pan), “All the word is made of faith and trust … and pixie dust!”
I just hope and pray my readers will have faith and trust in my pixie dust!
Imperfect Trust presented an opportunity to leverage and acclaim their talents, though I soon realized there was a fine line between delivering too much and too little technical stuff. You see, I wanted my computer-savvy readers to buy into the story because, let’s face it, a work of fiction has to be somewhat believable. But I also didn’t want those who are not as knowledgeable about the computer world to cross their eyes and toss the book aside.
This quote from J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan sums up my thoughts: “All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.” I pray my readers will have faith and trust in the pixie dust I write.
I am so blessed to have such wonderfully creative people in my life.
Thanks to Marji Laine Clubhine at Write Integrity Press for giving book 1 of the Imperfect Series a face lift.
I recently had the pleasure of visiting central (rural) Idaho, the setting for The Imperfect Series. We drove down through Montana to Salmon, Idaho, on to Challis, and past the fictional location of Hastings Bluff.
{Hastings Bluff is named not for a water feature, but for a savvy card shark. )
Route 93 followed the Salmon River, sometimes a burbling brook, while other times it broached a Class III rapids river. Whatever form it took. The River was stunning as it wound through the wide valleys and canyons in sweeping “S” curves.
The pictures I took garnered tons of comments from my readers: “Wow, it looks exactly like I pictured it,” and “You nailed the description. I recognized the landscape right away!”
Words an author never tires of hearing.
As we drove through the Lost River Mountain Range, I relived scene after scene from each of my books. Even my honey got into the zone with questions and
comments like, “Is this where Cassie hog tied Derek by the
side of the road?” and “This looks like it might be the entrance to the ranch, where Lucy had to make the crazy turn to escape the stalker shooting at her,” and “I can picture the little town square, the diner, and the sheriff’s office right there.”
Writers are the luckiest people in the world. We have extended families and can visit with them anytime, anywhere.
I thoroughly enjoyed my “family reunion.”
We have liberals, conservatives, and an unknown number of other political attitudes. We have Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Islamists, Wiccans, Satanists, and a wide variety of professed religions. There are Irish living in our land, English, French, Chinese, Japanese, Mexicans, Italians, Asian Indians, American Indians, Russians, Africans, South Americans, and every culture you can name.
We have entrepreneurs and minimum wage-earners, self-employed workers and government-funded jobs, employed and those on welfare, homeowners and the homeless. And let’s not forget the straights, gays, lesbians, bisexuals, transgenders, etc. But through all the years of disagreements, we’ve always had one unifying symbol – the American flag.
The flag did not fall in the heat of battle two centuries ago. Instead it provided a beacon of hope and courage to those who fought for freedom.
The flag did not fall in any of the wars that touched us, not even the World Wars when the whole world looked to the United States to save them. It provided a reminder of loved ones left behind and the reason men and women chose to stand in the way of death and danger.
The flag did not fail us in our time of shock and grief after September 11, 2001. On the contrary, it provided a rallying point for all Americans and America’s friends and neighbors. Flag sales rose more than 1,000% during that dark time, and people flew them on their homes, their cars, their bicycles. They carried them when walking, wore them on shirts, pins, scarves, and hats. We waved them proudly and with conviction.
Recently, volunteers from all over our great country hurried forth at their own expense to help the hurricane victims in Texas and Florida. The Cajun Navy, the Texas Armada, hunters from Arkansas, fishermen from the coastal states, business owners from New Mexico, churches in Georgia, communities in Alabama, firemen from Tennessee, policemen from Florida, EMTS, veterinarians, teachers, preachers – all pitched in to save lives, to help those in need. Interesting to note, a large majority of these volunteer rescue workers flew the American flag on their boats and vehicles. Because that’s who we are, Americans who help those in need.
So how did we get to today where a few spoiled athletes can stir up such a controversy? These ingrates contribute nothing of value to the country. They’re entertainers, for Pete’s sake. They perform for our pleasure, just like the actors and self-professed elites of Hollywood. Like the politicians who’ve made a career of serving themselves. And like the media whose news coverage has sunk to tabloid reporting.
If we don’t like what they do, we stop supporting them. And soon they don’t get paid! It’s as simple as the law of supply and demand.
The good news is that Americans have stepped up in mass. This past Sunday Night Football game (9/24) garnered the lowest television viewership since 2001! The proverbial line in the sand has been drawn.
Enough is enough.