No snow on the ground. I was ready to wear my purple rainboots until summer came! I barely made it on the subway, and we all know what happens when the doors close on you and squish you like a grilled cheese sandwich. Not the best feeling ever. The ride was smooth though. I’m almost…
I haven’t been very active on this platform and I sincerely apologize, but I have been extremely busy dealing with a few pressing projects. I’m working on the second volume of Death by Chocolate, and honestly, I wouldn’t have thought it’d be so difficult to finish this story. No idea whether it was easier to…
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At seventeen years old, Julie deals with more problems than most teenagers her age. After getting into an argument with her ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend, she runs away from school. Quickly homeless and broke, her escape to Las Vegas leads her to an old Gypsy woman she meets outside of a supermarket when begging for food.…
The ugly truth finally comes through. Our MC Julie faces Kara’s ghost and experiences her friend’s dreadful death. In this chapter, there’s a sense of hopelessness that is constantly on Julie’s mind. She feels like she’s doomed to fail, and the only way for her to keep going is to forget and move on. She…
For all previous chapters, please visit http://curiosityquills.com/published-authors/johanna-pitcairn/death-by-chocolate/ Right. I had heard that before! Just minutes ago, or hours, whichever, I thought I could leave! But guess what! Someone or something didn’t want me to! Throwing him a questioning glance, I didn’t reply a word. “I know what you might think… But there is a way…
So Julie’s concerns were right! Her drink was spiked and forced her into a deep sleep, her dreams turning into a freaky nightmare. Two things need to be pointed out: 1) We still don’t know the role of the Stranger in Julie’s introspection. Last post, I said the Stranger was an intruder, but what kind…
To read the previous installments, please visit http://curiosityquills.com/published-authors/johanna-pitcairn/death-by-chocolate/ Weeping like a child doesn’t equal badass in my book. But I guess I needed to open the dam, and let all the emotions out. Catching my breath was a challenge for a few long minutes. How many tears could I shed? The Stranger kept staring at…
This post is a sequel to my early post Break-Up, available here: https://themanicheans.wordpress.com/2012/08/27/note-to-self-159-break-up/ *** Friendships. Relationships. I see friends as lovers except they don’t share sex. Everything else is there though: trust, loyalty, respect. Without those, no friendship can exist. I had many friends. But the really good ones? Barely a few. Especially the best…
To read the previous chapters, please visit this link: http://curiosityquills.com/published-authors/johanna-pitcairn/death-by-chocolate/ *** Mmmmm. The wine actually had an aftertaste of pomegranate juice, and certainly not of arsenic… I think! I gulped down half a goblet before putting it back down on the table. That seemed to pacify the hospitality police, as the warrior priestess cum waitress…
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