History affects our future; but our present affects the past.
When Annie Johnson's grandfather dies she is devasted. The prospect of moving away from the house she had called home for the past three years tore her apart even more. When the will is read she is shocked to find that she has inherited the family home in Nissequogue, New York. But when an enigmatic straner appears from nowhere, Annie knows that there is more to the house than meets the eye. In just a short amount of time her life is plunged into turmoil, until she finds herself in the middle of one of America's greatest mysteries.
Ripped from her present and pushed into the past, Annie is surrounded by danger from all directions. Guided only by a mysterious set of notes, Annie must navigate the world of the past to preserve the future. The only question remains: can Annie ensure the future without destroying herself?
"Writing is something you do alone. It's a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don't want to make eye contact while doing it."-John Green.
Writing stories is my personal avenue of self-inspection. Even though my novels are fiction, the themes and emotions are expressions of personal truths. It is through my stories that people know me. I have a wide-range of interests, but I love to write about history, and more specifically, modern heroines experiencing history. As of now I have one book published, The Cameo, and my second novel, Forging Forever, is soon to be released onto the market. I am not shy about confronting the hard truths in life as well as the immense joy that we, as humans, experience.
Can Annie save herself from all who would do her harm? Or is she living on borrowed time?
Book Excerpt
Forging ForeverFinal
Catherine watched her sister leave the boardinghouse. She was concealed behind a line of bushes across from the house. She held a gun in her hand. She had also concealed a knife underneath her skirts, just in case the ancient gun failed her. A slow smile crossed her face. In just a few hours Annie would be dead and she would be back home. Silently, she left her hiding spot and followed Annie towards the harbor.
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