Interview with The North Ink
The North Ink is a digital literary magazine. The Dime Box and Flat Out Lies was recently featured in Volume 1, Issue 2 of the North Ink.
Flat Out Lies – Cover Reveal
We have a cover! Flat out Lies is a thriller, coming out July 9, 2024. Dive into the Stiles family shenanigans, where the truth depends on who you ask…
Shades of Gray
The moonlight casts the basement in an eerie glow. Back to the wall, I squat on the cement. The floorboards creak above, slow footsteps. A toilet flushes. I unbutton my jacket, flip my hair over my shoulders. Nothing to do but wait, wait, wait. Silence will come—it always does. I know these moments before a job well done. B & E, robbing the corner store, stealing cars in the rich side of town. Check, check, check. The clock strikes […]
Her Name is Grace
She sits on top of a mountain, crossesher legs andbounces a free foot in the air, fields are barren in the valleybelow, skin cracked and brokenpot-bellied kids wail, a ferociousnessnot even a mother can stem. She blows hot air to the heavens,tossing the cloudsdrags painted fingernails across thescorched earth, gauging it like acheckerboard. Fat drops […]
Ready, Now
It’s Friday night, late I boot up a DVD, so last centurythe screen flickers, a flash, memories caught in timeme, draped in white silk, toes squished into Jimmy Cho’s. you, that smile, a penguin, hands reaching out to mine.To love and cherish forever.When did the trouble begin? Not during takeoff, the airport, a honeymoon of […]
Cover Reveal!
Humbled The Dime Box (translated title, The Lost Girl) will be released in Taiwan and across Asia next week. Love the cover. ❤️ Deepest thanks to Sharp Point Press, Tymo Lin and his colleagues at 台灣犯罪作家聯會 Crime Writers of Taiwan for taking Greta’s story on this remarkable journey. 🙏🥰
A Haven of Murmurs
Writing mysteries and thrillers is a blast, yet there are times I love to play with words and ideas in different forms. This usually happens when facing plot holes that require rethinking or when a scene or a chapter is so tense that I need to step outside to take a breather. Welcome to a […]
Power Down
The room is sterile, institutional, walls the colour of egg yolk, a dying plant on the window ledge. Four beds, women with broken hips, grey hair fine as mist, arms like milky reeds, their eight-veined feet pressed together as though in prayer. Harried on my lunchbreak I sit, no fan of sticky plastic seats. Gran points a […]
Aisle Three
I plod down the street to the corner, a walker as my guide careful to navigate the cracks on the sidewalk, heat bouncing off the pavement.Inside the store sweat drips down my back and my chest in rivers I pass by aisle one and twosharp righttugging open the glass door at the end of aisle […]
Switching Gears
my brother is off to school,backpack over a shouldereyes glued to the phone in handwhite buds dangling from his ears. he doesn’t turn when I wave,his head bobs and the only sound on the streetare his big floppy feetslapping the pavement. as he approaches corner to cross the road alone, my heart beats hard and […]