Hello Everyone! I hope that you're all having a wonderful day today. I'm so glad to welcome Susan Peterson Wisnewski author of the Paranormal Suspense/Thriller novel BlindSight, to Emeraldfire's Bookmark. Ms. Wisnewski is currently on a Book Excerpt Blog Tour with Pump up Your Book! lasting through the end of June. This is also my twentieth Book Excerpt post ever, but I still hope that I do BlindSight by Susan Peterson Wisnewski justice.
The author is also doing an awesome giveaway - she is giving away a $25 Amazon Gift Card to one lucky winner at the end of her Book Excerpt Blog Tour. Be sure to fill out the Rafflecopter form below, and I wish you all the very best of good luck in taking part!
About BlindSight:
When the body disappears, she teams up with Detective Murphy, a man with mysterious abilities. But Tisha is keeping a secret of her own, a skill she’s always hated and feared. The dead speak to her. And if she touches a person, their past, present and future are revealed to her.
But as the body count rises, and those closest to Tisha are drawn into the nightmare, Tisha’s only choice is to reach out to her estranged grandmother to learn more about her intuitive talents. In a race against the clock to rescue those in danger and solve the murders, she’ll need all her abilities. Even the gift she’s been afraid to use. The dead will speak, but only if she’s willing to listen.
Susan Peterson Wisnewski is an indie author from the northeast. She writes thrillers and paranormal with a sprinkling of chick lit and horror.
From a cruncher of numbers to a stringer of words, she decided it was time to follow her dreams and put down on paper all of those stories that floated around in her head. Raised in New York City and Long Island, she is a consummate shopaholic having been given the gift of style from her mother and grandmother. When not writing, she can be found shopping, visiting museums, gardening, or being walked by her oversized puppy.
Her books are a genre mix all neatly packaged together. Surprise and twists keep her readers guessing and she has been accused of writing books that can’t be put down. Pushing characters to challenges themselves is her trademark as is a creating strong female characters – no damsels in distress here. Her inspiration comes from seeing a situation and then enhancing it to create an unusual story line. And yes, she does see ghosts, or spirits as they prefer to be called and has had her run ins with a fairy or two.
If you have a book club and live on Long Island or in the Southern Vermont area, she’d be happy to come for a visit.
Her latest book is the thriller/paranormal/suspense, BlindSight.
Purchase your copy from Amazon and Barnes and Noble!
Meet Susan Peterson Wisnewski
From a cruncher of numbers to a stringer of words, she decided it was time to follow her dreams and put down on paper all of those stories that floated around in her head. Raised in New York City and Long Island, she is a consummate shopaholic having been given the gift of style from her mother and grandmother. When not writing, she can be found shopping, visiting museums, gardening, or being walked by her oversized puppy.
Her books are a genre mix all neatly packaged together. Surprise and twists keep her readers guessing and she has been accused of writing books that can’t be put down. Pushing characters to challenges themselves is her trademark as is a creating strong female characters – no damsels in distress here. Her inspiration comes from seeing a situation and then enhancing it to create an unusual story line. And yes, she does see ghosts, or spirits as they prefer to be called and has had her run ins with a fairy or two.
If you have a book club and live on Long Island or in the Southern Vermont area, she’d be happy to come for a visit.
Her latest book is the thriller/paranormal/suspense, BlindSight.
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BlindSight Book Excerpt #8
The three of us sat waiting while an awkward silence engulfed us. I could hear my heart pounding and sweat began to accumulate under my arms. I needed to break the silence.
“I'm Tisha,” I said.
“Ken, and this is my sister Barbara,” Ken offered me his hand.
I looked at his hand that taunted me to touch it. As much as I wanted to shake, I couldn’t. I have a secret. I see things. When I touch another person’s hand I can see their past, their future, their secrets, and it scares the hell out of me. Two people know about it. Maybe three and I want to keep it that way.
“Nice to meet you. I don’t want to be rude, but I’m getting over a nasty cold and don’t want to spread it. Forgive me if I don’t shake your hand,” I added.
I thought about what he said. Ken and Barbara, Ken and Barbie. Well at least we have something in common. We both have parents with a sick sense of humor. My name is, or I should say was, Morticia Adams. My brother was named Gomez William Adams. My mother thought it was cute to name us after strange sitcom characters from the 70s, or so that is what I’ve been told. She skipped out on my family a long, long time ago. I legally changed my name to Tisha when I turned eighteen. My brother goes by the name Bill, his middle name.
I wanted to make conversation, but didn't know what to say. The thought of what I had just witnessed was weighing me down. The way the victim flew back after he was shot and the blood that spewed from his chest was sure to give me nightmares. The gravity of life and death and it all being over in a second had hit me hard. What could be so bad that you needed to take another life? It didn’t make any sense.
“Ken, and this is my sister Barbara,” Ken offered me his hand.
I looked at his hand that taunted me to touch it. As much as I wanted to shake, I couldn’t. I have a secret. I see things. When I touch another person’s hand I can see their past, their future, their secrets, and it scares the hell out of me. Two people know about it. Maybe three and I want to keep it that way.
“Nice to meet you. I don’t want to be rude, but I’m getting over a nasty cold and don’t want to spread it. Forgive me if I don’t shake your hand,” I added.
I thought about what he said. Ken and Barbara, Ken and Barbie. Well at least we have something in common. We both have parents with a sick sense of humor. My name is, or I should say was, Morticia Adams. My brother was named Gomez William Adams. My mother thought it was cute to name us after strange sitcom characters from the 70s, or so that is what I’ve been told. She skipped out on my family a long, long time ago. I legally changed my name to Tisha when I turned eighteen. My brother goes by the name Bill, his middle name.
I wanted to make conversation, but didn't know what to say. The thought of what I had just witnessed was weighing me down. The way the victim flew back after he was shot and the blood that spewed from his chest was sure to give me nightmares. The gravity of life and death and it all being over in a second had hit me hard. What could be so bad that you needed to take another life? It didn’t make any sense.
May you read well and often
3 comments:
Thank you for hosting me today - your blog is fabulous - looking foward to a wonderful day!
I loved your book, it's a great suspense!
The book sounds very intriguing, thank you for the reveal!
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