As I gear up to write another full-length novel entitled, The Trail’s End and with the unexpected success of“Amber”, a flash fiction story I wrote on a whim on the commute home from work a few weeks ago, I randomly concocted another short story, Painted Leo on the drive back from my hometown of Winston-Salem, NC. If you haven’t guessed it yet, the majority of my inspiration happens while I drive, and, consequently, I drive a great deal!
With this one I used some of my experience in Paris last summer, and used a couple of the French phrases I learned. What’s most exciting is that I can share this new writing style with you as I transition.
If you weren’t already aware, I’m not accustomed to writing about murders and women disguising themselves as French prostitutes to seek retribution from cheating husbands. But it’s been a fun ride!
If you’ve been with me from the beginning (see: When You Come to Me), you’ll know that this is a huge jump!