I'm hosting a promo, today, on Joan Hall Hovey's latest release, A Long Dark Road, as a part of the ongoing book blast tour. In the following post, also find an excerpt from the featured book.
Joan Hall Hovey will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner.
A Long Dark Road
Joan Hall Hovey
Published: July 1, 2023
Selected Tales of Suspense containing 5 short stories and a novella
“Joan Hall Hovey knows suspense. She keeps it simmering in every scene she writes and knows just the right moments to turn up the heat. She also knows character creating richly layered people to populate her stories, sometimes with no more than a single sentence stocked with perfectly chosen description words or phrases... terrific suspense ."James Hankins, author of Brothers and Bones
“Taut plotting, great characters, and chilling suspense. Abook you can’t put down, exhibits a master’s touch. Alfred Hitchcock would be smiling. - Book Pleasures Review, Steve Moore
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An Excerpt from A Long Dark Road:
From "Freeing Henry"
“It’s been a long time, Lila. Please, come in.”
Lightning flashed, followed by a low rumble of thunder.
“I think we’re in for a downpour. You don’t want your old grandpa catching pneumonia.”
Playing on her sympathy, making her feel guilty, ungrateful. Blaming her. She shook the thought away.
I’m here for one reason. To free Henry.
“Very well.” At least he wasn’t going to send her away.
“My dear, you must be very tired after the long drive.“
“No, it’s a lovely drive.” He’d kept track of her.
“You must have a husband, now. Children. Yes?”
“No. I have a job. A nice place to live. No one bothers me.”
“It’s been a long time, Lila. Please, come in.”
Lightning flashed, followed by a low rumble of thunder.
“I think we’re in for a downpour. You don’t want your old grandpa catching pneumonia.”
Playing on her sympathy, making her feel guilty, ungrateful. Blaming her. She shook the thought away.
I’m here for one reason. To free Henry.
“Very well.” At least he wasn’t going to send her away.
“My dear, you must be very tired after the long drive.“
“No, it’s a lovely drive.” He’d kept track of her.
“You must have a husband, now. Children. Yes?”
“No. I have a job. A nice place to live. No one bothers me.”
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About the Author:
I've always been drawn to the dark side of our human psyche, and devoured everything from Edgar Allan Poe to Shirley Jackson growing up and later Ruth Rendell and Stephen King and so many more wonderful writers than I could list here. It was my dream to become a published writer for as long as I can remember, and have written eight novels. My latest book is ‘A Long Dark Road’. My love of reading seemed to go hand-in-hand with the writing.
I grew up in Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada's oldest incorporated city, situated on the Bay of Fundy. I married young and had four incredible children, three boys and a girl. My eldest son passed away in 2018, of ALS, which was the moment I knew I was in control of nothing. Nothing at all. And how it feels to have your heart shredded, slowly. But still, we must be grateful for what we have.
When the children were still small we moved to Gondola Point, where we lived in a modest home my husband built, overlooking the Kennebecasis River. Lots of lovely tall pine trees and bird song. It was country then, but no more. We lived there happily with various beloved pets over the years. People often remarked that the view must be inspiring, and it was, but the truth is when I was at my computer, my back was to the river, my head already filled with characters and scenes as I lived in a world of the imagination.
My husband is gone now, my children grown with children of their own and I moved back to the city to escape the loneliness. I live in a pleasant apartment in a historical part of the city with my sweet calico cat, Bella. From my window, I can see a beautiful old church with the steeple jutting into the sky, and a clock that competes with the moon. It is Sunday morning and the church bells are ringing as I type this.
I grew up in Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada's oldest incorporated city, situated on the Bay of Fundy. I married young and had four incredible children, three boys and a girl. My eldest son passed away in 2018, of ALS, which was the moment I knew I was in control of nothing. Nothing at all. And how it feels to have your heart shredded, slowly. But still, we must be grateful for what we have.
When the children were still small we moved to Gondola Point, where we lived in a modest home my husband built, overlooking the Kennebecasis River. Lots of lovely tall pine trees and bird song. It was country then, but no more. We lived there happily with various beloved pets over the years. People often remarked that the view must be inspiring, and it was, but the truth is when I was at my computer, my back was to the river, my head already filled with characters and scenes as I lived in a world of the imagination.
My husband is gone now, my children grown with children of their own and I moved back to the city to escape the loneliness. I live in a pleasant apartment in a historical part of the city with my sweet calico cat, Bella. From my window, I can see a beautiful old church with the steeple jutting into the sky, and a clock that competes with the moon. It is Sunday morning and the church bells are ringing as I type this.
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