WORKS IN PROGRESS
Fragmented Souls
Glimpses into stories still becoming.
Selected scenes and chapters from novels and longer fiction currently taking shape — pieces of characters, worlds and stories before the whole picture is revealed.
NOVELS · LONGER FICTION · WORKS IN PROGRESS
Pieces of Something Larger
“Each fragment belongs to a larger work in progress. Consider these open doors rather than complete stories.”
FRAGMENT No. 01
’Til Death
PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER · NOVEL · WORK IN PROGRESS
Emma and Oliver have the kind of marriage people are supposed to envy. He remembers everything, anticipates what she needs and has a way of making control look remarkably like care.
Then Emma finds something she was never meant to see: an 87% Patient Compatibility Assessment with her name on it.
From Chapter One: the first cracks in a marriage built to look perfect.
FRAGMENT No. 02
Coma Hills
FAIRYTALE HORROR · NOVEL · WORK IN PROGRESS
After a car crash leaves Julie unconscious, she wakes somewhere that shouldn’t exist.
Coma Hills is where people go while their bodies lie in comas — and not everyone who enters finds their way back.
The longer Julie remains there, the harder it becomes to remember the life waiting for her on the other side. If she wants to wake up, she’ll have to find a way out before Coma Hills convinces her there was ever anything worth returning to.
From an early interior monologue: discovering that secrets, much like poison, are best kept in very small doses.
FRAGMENT No. 03
The People We Almost Married
CONTEMPORARY FICTION · NOVEL · WORK IN PROGRESS
Amelia is six days away from getting married when a letter arrives from Theo Bennett — the only other man she ever seriously considered marrying.
She hides it from her fiancé.
Which is probably fine.
Unless it isn’t.
From Chapter One: one letter, six days before the wedding, and a question Amelia thought she had already answered.
“These pieces come from works still in progress, which means the stories around them may change. Characters misbehave. Chapters move. Entire plotlines occasionally disappear overnight. Such is the arrangement.”
—
