Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Constance is race-walking at seven-thirty on Tuesday morning. Rolling waves of mist darken to purple. Suddenly, the sinister mass tears across the sky. Roaring thunder quickens Constance’s pace. Wind rages out of nowhere heaving Constance into a run. It was absolutely still a minute ago…
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Excerpt: Rocking back and forth, Padre Marco Fabbrisi sits in a hard wood chair and watches...Even in repose her beauty stands apart...He longs to see Diana Richmane’s eyes, which have remained closed since she arrived four days ago, for he has heard that they are the blue of the Mediterranean Sea, which lightens or darkens depending on the weather.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Excerpt: From five soldiers to fifty thousand at a time Diana Richmane has been entertaining in order to fuel enthusiasm for the invasion that has just begun... "But surely Diana," says Maestro Vittorio Celle, "you did not enlist in the army to become a soldier...to fight on the front lines!" "No I didn't," says the Movie Star. "And yes, I did."
Friday, August 2, 2013
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Imagine that you are here. Immersed in the beauty of devotion. The life you have chosen. Until a madman turns your world upside down. Marco Fabbrisi, Catholic priest. Offering consolation to the dwindling members of his mountaintop congregation.Then he shows up. And she shows up. Throwing Padre Marco onto a tightrope strung between his faith and his future.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Imagine that you are here. In a landscape unadorned. Possessed of a beauty all its own. You have come to solve a mystery. And have not a clue. That in the end, the mystery will solve you.
Constance Whitney Allcourt, rural elementary school teacher. Roswell Blayne, urbane fine art consultant. What can they possibly have in common?
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Imagine that you are here. In a place of unparalleled beauty. Among those who love you. And those who want to kill you.
Vittorio Celle, Maestro Supreme. Diana Richmane, Legend of the Silver Screen. One wants sanctuary. The other wants revenge. Both caught in a web of lies and betrayal.