My latest book The Plan [working title only] is very different to everything I have written before and so when I took this excerpt :-
The door was wooden and heavy and looked as if it had been
put there millennia ago to deter intruders. Hand on the handle she strained to
listen for voices from within but the door was too thick for any sound to
escape the confines of the inner rooms.
It took both hands to swing the door open and hold it wide
enough that she could pass through. There was a small foyer and another door
which led from there to the large parquette-floored hall. The other door was
open, held ajar by a wooden table littered with flyers and pieces of paper.
Unintentionally she let the front door swing from her hands,
wincing as it made a heavy clang back into its frame, the sound echoing across
and throughout the sparsely furnished building. And in that instant of reveal
she saw them turn their heads and gaze at her, the newcomer, the seeker of
thinness, the new apostle to the book of diet…she saw them drink her in
hungrily like so many vampires trapped in a morgue.
Happy reading!
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