Amazing concept. Lived across from an Amityville style home in Kentucky where a DA was murdered the year before we moved in after working on a high profile murder case. It was next to the high school and the big basketball rivalry game was going on that night. Huge crowds and loud noises covered the sound of 7 shots in the back of the head.
An engaging novel idea, and the details must be promising.
Similar story happened to me. I came home from a long run to see police cars along my street. As I approached my house, a police officer stopped me.
"Would you like for me to check your home?" he asked.
"What?" I asked, "Why?"
"Your neighbor has just bragged to a fellow bar client that he killed his wife and she is buried in the backyard. He has not been apprehended yet."
"Oh my. Yes!"
He walked me through my house and garage and it was cleared.
They soon caught my neighbor and it was revealed that he had not only buried body parts in the backyard, but had also used the disposal to dispense of ... other parts. I moved shortly afterwards, for other reasons besides the murder.
Life, and death, are a part of our experience. It's not to be fearful of. If no one considers the circumstances, our lives proceed without fear or worry. Do not worry about anything. Phil 4:6.
Tragic and fascinating. Love the overlap of the writing with the talking about the writing. I’ll be following.
Thanks BB! Appreciate the follow. Part of the reson I wanted to write here was to build a community around these ideas and learn from others.
Amazing concept. Lived across from an Amityville style home in Kentucky where a DA was murdered the year before we moved in after working on a high profile murder case. It was next to the high school and the big basketball rivalry game was going on that night. Huge crowds and loud noises covered the sound of 7 shots in the back of the head.
An engaging novel idea, and the details must be promising.
Similar story happened to me. I came home from a long run to see police cars along my street. As I approached my house, a police officer stopped me.
"Would you like for me to check your home?" he asked.
"What?" I asked, "Why?"
"Your neighbor has just bragged to a fellow bar client that he killed his wife and she is buried in the backyard. He has not been apprehended yet."
"Oh my. Yes!"
He walked me through my house and garage and it was cleared.
They soon caught my neighbor and it was revealed that he had not only buried body parts in the backyard, but had also used the disposal to dispense of ... other parts. I moved shortly afterwards, for other reasons besides the murder.
Life, and death, are a part of our experience. It's not to be fearful of. If no one considers the circumstances, our lives proceed without fear or worry. Do not worry about anything. Phil 4:6.
May your book be a success!
Whoa! That is a crazy story. Thanks for sharing.