Author Spotlight by Richard Schiver

Written in Blood

HHAC Day 11: Susanne Leist

http://www.richardschiver.com/2015/10/hhac-day-11-susan-leist.html

I’ve been reading murder mysteries and thrillers since I was a teenager. I’ve read all types of mysteries, from Agatha Christie to Sherlock Holmes. I always loved Columbo.

 In recent years, I’ve begun to read paranormal mysteries. These books bring fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery. It’s hard to find books in this genre. That is why I decided to write a paranormal, murder mystery of my own. It is the type of book that I search for and love to read.

My book, The Dead Game, has dead bodies and suspects like a traditional murder mystery. However, it also has humans, vampires, and vampire derivatives. And don’t forget the haunted house–we must have one of these.

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Synopsis:
Can you feel your heart beating?

Is it beating too fast?

Do you feel trapped?

This is because you are. You’re standing in a pool of water, in the basement of End House, wearing your party clothes. But there is no party, no host, and no guests. The door behind you locks shut. The only way is forward, through the falling cages with their sharp edges, ready to ensnare their next victim. Circular saws begin to descend, looking for heads to slice off.

Meanwhile, Linda is upstairs with the rest of her friends being pursued by creatures through revolving rooms. Or are they illusions? What should she do?

Run!

The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

The Dead Game has begun.

“I leave the storefronts behind,
With their pastel colors and shiny windows.
Windows eager to let in the famous Oasis sunlight.
I want to reach the beach.
I want to leave work and troubles behind me.
The sand will trickle through my toes.
The sea breeze will propel me forward
To the every-waiting, omniscient ocean.
The waves dance and writhe in their demented dance.
A dance growing wilder and wilder by the minute.
I feel their salty sweat on my face.
The trees join in,
Flapping their branches as if trying to hold hands.
The wind follows last with a rage of its own.
It torments the water and the trees
Until leaves are flying free
And waves are attacking the shore.
Why is this happening?
I should go back to town.
The town behind me is being plummeted.
Roof tops are flying through the air.
Glass crunches beneath my feet.
Windows hang broken and twisted.
The saddest sight is the church.
The once white church stands charcoal black
In the midst of its debris.
A day went terribly wrong.
Whose fault is it?
The creatures who visit our town at night.
They are determined to destroy each and every one of us.
Are they demons or humans?
Who knows?
Oasis will never be safe unless these evil ones are annihilated.
We must save our town.
I have friends who will help me.
There are those who doubt our wisdom and abilities.
But we will clean out the riffraff from town.
Don’t get in our way or you might join the garbage.”
Linda turns to find her friends.
Our games have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME

Links:

Blog: http://susanneleist.blogspot.com/

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Susanne-Leist/e/B00F253FE6/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/susanne.leist.98

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SusanneLeist

UNPREDICTABLE

cerebralust: my life rn

UNPREDICTABLE

Life can move along smoothly
Without bumps or surprises.
It can be so smooth that
It becomes boring,
Predictable.
The bumps are the spice of life.
The ups and downs.
The births and deaths.
The good with the bad.
We need the spice
To properly flavor the soup.
Enjoy the bumps.
Ride them with care.
Make them work for you.

THE VOICE

The evil within.

We all have that voice inside.

The voice enticing us to be bad.

Offering suggestions of revenge.

Immoral ways to succeed.

It never sleeps.

It appears in our

dreams and nightmares.

Forever ready to lead us

down dark pathways.

Always on the hunt for

new followers.

We don’t have to feed it.

Let it starve.

LET THE GOOD SIDE ROAR

Too often there are deaths.

Too often there are murders.

Too often people look away.

Too often we stop and stare.

Stop and stare,

but do nothing to help.

Sad, but true.

Human nature has its rough side.

But is also has its good side.

Let the good side out.

THE BEAST WITHIN

zodiacke: Beast by Klaus Wittmann

The beast within.

Each one of us has

a beast lurking inside.

Waiting to be free.

Free to wreck havoc.

To seek revenge.

Yearning to be free.

We must tame the savage beast.

Refuse to let it take control

of our lives and our hearts.

We must soothe the savage beast.

Or we risk becoming one ourselves.

LIFE IS SHORT

Life is short.

We are born.

Then we die.

What we do in between

is what’s important.

We determine which way

life swings for us.

Are we good?

Are we bad?

A path we alone can determine.

We keep swinging our chains

until our time is over.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

OUR TRUE FACE

OUR TRUE FACE

 

pixelated-nightmares:</p> <p>Mikey by JohnBranhamArt</p> <p>Is this you?<br /> At times I feel this way.<br /> I feel like murdering someone.<br /> Cutting their heart out<br /> of their mean and vengeful body.<br /> But we can’t.<br /> We’re humans with<br /> compassion and forgiveness<br /> in our hearts.<br /> But it does feel good to think<br /> like this when we’re hurt and angry.<br /> So think your crazy thoughts and<br /> then put on your happy face.<br /> No one will ever know.

pixelated-nightmares:

Mikey by JohnBranhamArt

Is this you?

At times I feel this way.

I feel like murdering someone.

Cutting their heart out

of their mean and vengeful body.

But we can’t.

We’re humans with

compassion and forgiveness

in our hearts.

But it does feel good to think

like this when we’re hurt and angry.

So think your crazy thoughts and

then put on your happy face.

No one will ever know.

  • OUR TRUE FACE<br /> What face do you show to the world?<br /> Is it a happy face with smiles and laughs?<br /> Or a sad face with frowns and whimpers?<br /> Whatever face we might show,<br /> there’s another face hidden behind it.<br /> Our true face that very few see.<br /> The face that accurately reflects our dreams,<br /> desires, fears, and thoughts.<br /> Complex thoughts that are never revealed to others.<br /> As I watch people, I try to envision their true face.<br /> At times, I can see it in their eyes;<br /> for eyes more accurately reflect our inner thoughts.<br /> So put on your fake face but you can only try to<br /> disguise yourself with your eyes.<br /> For the eyes tell all.

OUR TRUE FACE

What face do you show to the world?

Is it a happy face with smiles and laughs?

Or a sad face with frowns and whimpers?

Whatever face we might show,

there’s another face hidden behind it.

Our true face that very few see.

The face that accurately reflects our dreams,

desires, fears, and thoughts.

Complex thoughts that are never revealed to others.

As I watch people, I try to envision their true face.

At times, I can see it in their eyes;

for eyes more accurately reflect our inner thoughts.

So put on your fake face but you can only try to

disguise yourself with your eyes.

For the eyes tell all.

SKIN AND BONES

Just a note for us to remember that<br /> we are only skin and bones.<br /> Our lives and bodies are fragile.<br /> We could be whisked away in<br /> a strong wind.<br /> All that will be remembered about<br /> us is what we have left behind.<br /> Therefore, we must be sure—very sure—<br /> that we leave behind something significant.<br /> Whether it’s family, friends, art, or good deeds<br /> it must be significant enough to be remembered.<br /> Start working on it now before it’s too late.

Just a note for us to remember that

we are only skin and bones.

Our lives and bodies are fragile.

We could be whisked away in

a strong wind.

All that will be remembered about

us is what we have left behind.

Therefore, we must be sure—very sure—

that we leave behind something significant.

Whether it’s family, friends, art, or good deeds

it must be significant enough to be remembered.

Start working on it now before it’s too late.

FALLING OFF THE EDGE

FALLING OFF THE EDGE

<br /> Faroe Islands</p> <p>Do you ever feel like you’re standing<br /> at the edge of a precipice?<br /> One wrong move and you could<br /> be falling to your death.<br /> Life could be over for you<br /> in a split second.<br /> One wrong move and<br /> everything changes forever.<br /> We only get one life to live.<br /> Make the right choices.
<br /> Faroe Islands</p> <p>Do you ever feel like you’re standing<br /> at the edge of a precipice?<br /> One wrong move and you could<br /> be falling to your death.<br /> Life could be over for you<br /> in a split second.<br /> One wrong move and<br /> everything changes forever.<br /> We only get one life to live.<br /> Make the right choices.
<br /> Faroe Islands</p> <p>Do you ever feel like you’re standing<br /> at the edge of a precipice?<br /> One wrong move and you could<br /> be falling to your death.<br /> Life could be over for you<br /> in a split second.<br /> One wrong move and<br /> everything changes forever.<br /> We only get one life to live.<br /> Make the right choices.
<br /> Faroe Islands</p> <p>Do you ever feel like you’re standing<br /> at the edge of a precipice?<br /> One wrong move and you could<br /> be falling to your death.<br /> Life could be over for you<br /> in a split second.<br /> One wrong move and<br /> everything changes forever.<br /> We only get one life to live.<br /> Make the right choices.

Faroe Islands

Do you ever feel like you’re standing

at the edge of a precipice?

One wrong move and you could

be falling to your death.

Life could be over for you

in a split second.

One wrong move and

everything changes forever.

We only get one life to live.

Make the right choices.

ofolodza:</p> <p>Stairway to the sea.<br /> Life is delicate.<br /> Life is full of choices.<br /> One bad choice and one<br /> can be falling into the ocean<br /> without a life jacket.<br /> Choose wisely.</p> <p>

ofolodza:

Stairway to the sea.

 

Life is delicate.

Life is full of choices.

One bad choice and one

can be falling into the ocean

without a life jacket.

Choose wisely.

SKIN DEEP

THE EVIL INSIDE

What do you see when you scrape away<br /> the outer layer of skin?<br /> What lies inside a person?<br /> Besides organs, what is there?<br /> Is there a soul?<br /> A soul devoted to goodness or evil?<br /> That is the question we should be asking<br /> when we first meet someone.

What do you see when you scrape away

the outer layer of skin?

What lies inside a person?

Besides organs, what is there?

Is there a soul?

A soul devoted to goodness or evil?

That is the question we should be asking

when we first meet someone.

  • Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.<br /> What is beautiful to one person,<br /> can look ugly to another.<br /> What matters is the beauty inside.<br /> Nothing can mask an evil being.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

What is beautiful to one person,

can look ugly to another.

What matters is the beauty inside.

Nothing can mask an evil being.