Guest Post: Stranger on the Shore


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I am being interviewed over at Penny Lockwood Ehrenkranz’s Blog today, so I’ve asked a guest blogger to step in and keep you guys entertained while I’m away.

Today’s post is from author Roseanne Dowell, who’s story Stranger on the Shore is being released this month. Take it away Roseanne!


Lake Effect snowstorms are common in Northeast Ohio. They’re caused by cold air from the north coming across the warm lake and picking up moisture. So, it was only natural I’d want to use one of these storms in my writing.

I’m not a fan of snowstorms, never have been. I much prefer the warm weather. Although as I’ve gotten older and don’t have to go out in them, they don’t bother me as much as they used to. Not that anyone could go out in the kind of storm I describe in Stranger on the Shore and we’ve had our fair share of them also.

Several readers have asked where I get my ideas. The answer to that is rather simple. Everywhere. Seriously, ideas come to me from places like sitting in traffic to a visit to the grocery store.

But this one came from years ago when we used to rent a cottage in Lakeside, Ohio. Needless to say it was right on the lake, not that our cottage ever was. But we walked along the beach often enough and I often wondered what it would be like to be right on the shore during a storm.

One thing led to another and a story was born. Jordan Blake is an author who lives a secluded life in her lakeshore home. A life that suits her just fine. While preparing for an early winter snowstorm, Jordan notices something washed up on the rocks.

Curious, she heads down and discovers a man, unconscious. After pulling, pushing and rolling him to get him back to her house, they were both drenched. She couldn’t very well leave him in his wet clothes. So she did the admirable thing. She undressed him of course. Not that it was easy.

After she undressed the guy, she stuffed him into a robe left over from her ex husband. Since Jordan’s ex was much smaller and shorter than this guy, it didn’t quite fit, but it was the best she could do. She covered him with a blanket and left him next to the fireplace to thaw out while she changed.

Once the guy woke up, Jordan discovered he didn’t know who he was. Just great. For all she knew he was a serial killer. The worst part was she was strangely attracted to him, and when he kissed her, well let’s just say there was a storm raging inside as well as out.

So Jordan hid in her office. Besides, she had work to do. She had a novel to finish.

Of course she couldn’t concentrate. That guy was out there and she couldn’t get him out of her mind. Jordan could hear him moving around and whistling. She just hoped he wasn’t snooping through her stuff. But the alternative was to go out there and no way was she going to do that.

At least not right away. Eventually hunger got the better of her and she didn’t have a choice.

If you want to see what happened, you’ll have to read Stranger on the Shore available at Muse It Up Publishing – – http://bit.ly/dM2bHA

You can check out my website and learn more about my books www.roseannedowell.com or my blog to learn more about me and other authors http://roseannedowellauthor.blogspot.com.


Excerpt from Strange on the Shore

“Darn, it’s getting cold.” Jordan shivered and zipped her sweat shirt.  She hated storms, hated thunder and lightning most of all.  Grabbing at some papers that flew across the deck as the wind picked up, a movement caught the corner of her eye. Something washed up on the shore. Something big. A body?

Jordan jumped off the deck and raced toward the craggy shoreline.  Dark clouds hovered across the lake. Cold water splashed against her as waves crashed against the rocks like angry arms hurling water at an invisible enemy. The crash of thunder echoed across the lake. Ducking her head as lightening streaked across the sky and the air crackled with electricity, she thought she must be nuts. Probably just a bunch of old clothes washed up. Still, she had to see for herself.

Surely, no one in their right mind would be in the water this time of year? There had been storm warnings on the radio all morning. No one would be stupid enough to ignore the forecast. Would they? Heavy rain and strong winds then turning to snow, with a drastic drop in temperature, and blizzard-like conditions weren’t anything to ignore. Jordan winced as lightning flashed again, back-lighting the dark clouds.  Darn it, she wanted to be inside cuddling by the fire not out here in a storm. For two cents, she’d turn around and go back. But something drew her forward.

A man’s body against the rocks.

Oh, Lord, please don’t let him be dead. She had planned for a quiet weekend, writing. A weekend with a corpse wasn’t on her list of quiet. But she couldn’t leave him out here either.

Jordan came closer and stooped down next to him. Lifting his head out of the water, above the crashing waves, she felt for a pulse. Thank God, he’s alive. Now how to get him out of here? She grabbed his arm, rolled him over and tried to pull him from the fury of the lake. Wave after wave pounced on him, their foamy peaks trying to reclaim him. Lord, if she ever needed help, now was the time.  Struggling to roll him to higher ground, she lost her breath. His long, muscular frame outweighed her slender five foot two body and felt like dead weight.

“You’re going to have to help me.” Jordan grunted and gasped for breath when the full force of icy waves pulled her down and washed over both of them.

No response.

“Damn it. I can’t do this alone.”

Still no response.

Great, how was she going to pull him to safety? “I hate to do this, but I see no alternative.” Jordan took a deep breath and pushed him over, rolling him like a barrel and trying to avoid cutting him on the sharp rocks. It wasn’t easy, but at least he moved.

“Come on!” Jordan tried to encourage some life from his limp body.  Once he was far enough away from the waves, she stared at him for a moment, before leaning down to give him mouth to mouth. His long straight nose, eyes set wide with bushy eyebrows and the grin on his lips, even in his unconscious state, sent a ripple of excitement through her body.

Not a handsome man, but something about him caused heat deep inside her. Shrugging off the urge to run her fingers through his curly black hair, she began mouth to mouth. When her mouth touched his lips, opened them slightly, something familiar tugged on her heart. She hadn’t touched a man’s lips in, what, three years. This wasn’t exactly the way she imagined touching them again. Not that she ever imagined it. Never even thought about it. She’d had enough of men to last her a lifetime.


1 Comment

  1. It’s great how inspiration can come from anywhere. And that was an intense excerpt!