Well done with story anyway. There is a lot of clean up to do and some minor revision work, but it’s done. DEAD SEXY ON BOURBON STREET comes in just over 87,000 words. OMG! I can’t belive I did it. WOOT!
Okay now that I have that our of the way, on to more fun stuff.
I have a title for my book: Dead Sexy.
and a little sampling:
“So, you are saying Mrs. Keltons dead Golden Retriever, followed you home?” Kat asked. I watched while she pulled left over potato salad out of the refrigerator and dished it into two bowls. Handing me one, she cocked an eyebrow.
“Not exactly.” I said, eyeing Duke, the ghost dog, staking out a place on the couch.
“Not exactly? So what, you dog napped him?” The incredulous look on her face suggested she thought I was joking.
“No, he jumped in the car and I drove him here. He followed us up the stairs,” I said.
“Are you even allowed pets?” she asked, laughing.
“Oh haha…very funny.” Frowning, I grabbed a beer and slammed the fridge door.
“Oh come on, it was a little funny,” she said. “Do I get one of those?” She tilted her head toward my Guinness.
I shrugged and stepped out onto my balcony.
Jade, Dead Sexy (c) 2008