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Character Quotes from Driving Blind by Dellani

character-quotes-imageSo, you and Zenobia, huh? How did you meet?” Earl asked.

Ax chuckled. “I pulled her over this afternoon.”

And she’s talking to you?” Earl whistled.

I didn’t give her a ticket. I saw this hot chick in convertible and I had to get to know her.”

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What Inspired The Story?

IMG_2352What inspired the story, The Greenlee Project? I was asked that recently, authors are asked that question frequently about their work. Since this book is important to me, personally, and I believe in the topic, I thought I’d share in detail my inspiration for the book.

Writing this piece took me to a dark place, as a writer, and at times as a person. I became more of a recluse than I appear to be. Typical for writers; but I’m not a recluse. As an author and a publisher, I truly am busy. Why was this piece so hard to write? Moreover, what inspired it?

I was haunted for years by the Amanda Todd case, as a parent, who would not be? However, as the years passed and kids had access to social media tools, bullying started reeling out of control. Suicides started popping up in the news. Unfortunately for a long time, as a society, we became desensitized to the harmful damage that words could cause until kids started killing themselves over texts. It happened to be affecting mainly tweens and teens. I have girls the age (or at the time) of the kids in The Greenlee Project. I started paying attention to what my kids were doing and how their friends were acting and those around them. When they would have arguments with their so-called friends, which got nastier over texts, and eventually parents would have to get involved, I realized two major things. 1) Kids were hiding behind their phones, Ipads, and social media, and 2) they were stronger and crueler when hiding behind those devices. Both things disgusted me.

The final straw, the one that broke the camels back per se, was when I realized with 100% certainty that the kids themselves honestly didn’t understand the damage they were causing. Why? 1) They had no idea how deeply the wounds were that they causing (I didn’t mean it became their standard response), and most importantly 2) They were still kids. Often, good kids. This disturbed me as much as the bullying at times. When great kids get pulled into stupid activities over social media or tools, and within minutes, their lives are forever tainted. Social media devices in the hands of kids that don’t know how to use them can be so dangerous. Kids desensitized over several years it would seem, tv, media, and music to name a few things. Saying things such as “Drink bleach and die,” as a way to be funny or hateful depending on whom they said it too and why. So what on earth was going on and what could we do?

I set about to write a piece that I hoped would hit home and deliver a message that could impact teens and make them think. One that would showcase the damage that social media could inflict upon not just the victim, which is horrific, but the family, friends, community, the person who is the bully and their family if not used correctly. The lives ruined if used to harm, and the consequences of such.

During my research, I visited schools, football games, spoke with teens, tweens, and paid attention to what our kids are doing with their phones, tablets, Ipad, etc. I cannot even begin to claim to understand the tools they know how to use because they change daily. Apps. that do not show up on your data plans. As parents, we likely wouldn’t know how to use them anyway. The things I found out during research, would send chills down your spine. I cannot stress enough the damage tweens, and teens instill upon each other with their words, snap-chat, videos, etc. It is awful, and that is sometimes when they like each other. Our kids believe they are invincible, and that is a terrifying thought.

Greenlee could be any kid in any town, anywhere in America. A normal teen, until one day she wasn’t.

I sincerely hope you enjoy my work. Thank you! Amanda M. Thrasher

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Conduct Unbecoming Excerpt from Chapter Eight

Teague had intended to confront Quartermain and the others, but Nadeya encouraged him not to. She knew he could take Quartermain, but the other two are far more dangerous. Instead, they decide to go back home and let the bad guys come to them.

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Conduct Unbecoming

I Love Dialogue! from Schooled by Love

I Love Dialogue! from Schooled by Love.

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Emerson Lake Palmer (sadly it’s his real name) has been dating Brooke Preston for about a week. It’s been a busy week, with one thing and another, and he really wants to get laid badly. Unfortunately, Brooke is a virgin and she has a very overprotective father. Lake has promised her father he won’t push her into anything she’s not ready for, but he dearly wishes she’d be ready sooner rather than later. One morning, before their college classes begin, they go out to breakfast.

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It’s here the sequel you have been waiting for CONDUCT UNBECOMING!

It’s here the sequel you have been waiting for CONDUCT UNBECOMING!.

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Conduct Unbecoming – A Teague McMurtry Novel Coming Soon!

conduct unbecoming 10 3 14This excerpt is from Chapter Two of Conduct Unbecoming. Teague’s on the hunt again. Nadeya, a former Army buddy, has gone missing and her best friend, Aileen, has asked him to find her. She took a picture of a man she recognized, someone involved in the death of her finacée. The problem is, there’s a body on the beach that looks a whole lot like the man she was after. Teague enlists the help of his friend, Jasper, who owns a boat that can quickly transport them to the beach where the body lies.

Jasper’s black Boss 351 Mustang was already in the driveway, parked next to Kai’s battered red Jeep. Not wanting to park either of them in, Teague pulled up in the yard. He heard voices behind the house, so didn’t bother going to the front door. He found Kai and Jasper in the back yard, talking happily.

“There he is!” Jasper yelled. “I guess we’re outta here, Kai.”

“Come back if you can. I know Paisley would like to see you both.”

“I don’t know how long this is gonna take,” Teague said. “But Jasper doesn’t have to stick around.”

“And miss out on the fun? This could be interesting. Psychotic ex-girlfriend on the loose tracking down murder suspects? Hell yeah!”

“It’s not like that, Jasper.” Teague paused, reconsidering. “Okay, she may be psychotic but I never dated Nadeya.”

“No? You dated her bestie though, right?”


Jasper nodded. “Then it’s a good thing you didn’t date her too. Could get ugly.”

“Can we please just go? Danielle and Neil are expecting me.”

“No problem.”

Kai helped them with the ropes and they headed out into the bay. The jetty wasn’t far. It was a straight shot across the bay to the point. They were slowed slightly by channels, but it was much quicker than if Teague had gone by car. He tried to review the files Isobel had sent him, but the glare off the screen made reading hard. Instead, he looked around, enjoying the beauty of the day.

“Don’t suppose you’ve got a spare weapon on this tub?” Teague asked his friend.

Jasper chuckled. “Cabinet above the bed.” He tossed Teague a set of keys.

Teague caught them with one hand and ducked inside the cabin. He unlocked the cabinet and found Jasper’s stash. It was quite impressive. Helping himself to a sleek handgun, he checked the magazine and chamber before tucking it in a spare holster he found hanging to one side. He loved the fact that Jasper was well prepared and trusted him enough to loan him a weapon. Feeling better prepared, he locked the cabinet and headed up on deck. They were approaching their goal.

Teague shaded his eyes against the glare off the water. Squinting, he saw his friends on the beach. A police boat stopped them, but let them through when he saw Jasper at the helm, allowing it as a professional courtesy.

Teague spotted Neil on the shore. Whistling sharply, he got his friend’s attention. Neil turned around, waving at Teague and Jasper as they approached. Danielle stooped over a body that lay, spreadeagled, on the beach. He was face up, though his chest lay on the sand. Teague gave an involuntary shudder.

“Either he’s real limber, or his neck’s made outta spaghetti,” Jasper said quietly as they walked up.

“Guessing cause of death was a broken neck?” Teague asked facetiously.

Danielle squinted up at him from her position on the sand. “Medical Examiner hasn’t shown up yet, but it’s a fair bet. However, the gunshot wound to his abdomen would have been as effective. Slower, more painful. . . .”

“Nasty way to go,” Teague said.

Jasper got gloves from a nearby patrolman and squatted near Danielle. It wasn’t his case, but he was interested. Having worked with him before, Danielle didn’t mind. Jasper often saw things others didn’t. She was glad for his input.

“What did you want to tell me?” Neil asked Teague.

Danielle joined them. She kept her eyes on Jasper and her forensics team, but wasn’t going to miss Teague’s narrative.

“I got a call from an ex-girlfriend this morning, an Army Captain, Aileen Griffen. She claimed that her best friend had disappeared.”

Danielle looked like she wanted to interrupt. Teague held up one palm, stopping her.

“While on the surface, the two things might not seem to be related, let me finish. Nadeya, the one who disappeared, was Army, well trained. Put in an application at Quantico when she left the military, but couldn’t pass the psych evaluation. She’s lethal by any standards.”

“Define lethal,” Danielle said. She stood with her legs wide, arms across her chest. She considered this conversation a waste of time.

“Black belt in Krav Maga. She’s studied mixed martial arts, boxing and ballet. She put in more time with a handgun than probably the three of us put together. She’s brilliant, borderline psychotic and possibly armed. According to her shrink, she was convinced this man, among others, murdered her lover back when she was in the service. I can’t say definitively that she killed him, but he sure looks a hell of a lot like the fella in this photo, don’t you think?” He showed them the grainy print, following up with the jpg from his e-mail.

“How do you have this photo?” Danielle frowned, narrowing her eyes.

“Her shrink gave it to me. She said that Nadeya saw him in a bar on the beach and snapped the picture. She was determined to track him down.”

“Is that our stiff?” Jasper asked as he loped over. He gave the photo a thorough examination, nodding. “Looks a lot healthier in the picture, but fair bet it’s the same guy.”

“Do we have an ID?” Teague asked Danielle.

She dug the toe of her shoes into the sand, hands in her back pockets. “We’re working on it.”

“Which is Fed speak for We do, but we aren’t discussing it with a civilian. I get it. This guy got himself killed and he might have been murdered by a friend of mine. Please, don’t play games, Danielle.”

“It can’t hurt to tell him that much,” Neil said softly.

Danielle nodded. “His name was Nikola Tesla.”

“That’s the father of the electronic age?” Teague said. “He looks pretty good for a man a hundred and fifty-six years old. Someone one is jerking you around. Or you’re jerking me around.”

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