Following my last post, here's the second chapter of my novel, INFINITE STRANGER, which is due out this summer. ------------------------------------------------------------ 2 North Yorkshire, February 1978 I’ll never forget the first time I saw Greystones Abbey. If ever there was a single word to describe such an impression, I’d love to know it. To phrase it [...]
Here's a preview of the first chapter of my next novel, Infinite Stranger, which is being published this summer. On a snowy February morning in 1978, eighteen-year-old Leah Cavanagh meets Brother Matthew Haddon while on a retreat with her Catholic girls’ school. The four days she spends at Greystones Abbey in the wilds of North [...]
Here's the opening of my novel, Once Upon a Thousand Hills - a bizarre love story about a feisty sex shop worker seeking more meaning in her life, and an aloof director of a London refugee centre hiding from his tortured Rwandan past. Although the backdrop is dark, the punchy romance that unfolds - 20 [...]
Naomi Lieberman has flown the nest of her hometown in Liverpool to seek the bright lights of London. Despite having a degree in forensic science, Naomi finds herself working as a sales assistant at a sex shop in Soho. This is just one of many shameful secrets she has to hide from her Orthodox Jewish [...]
Guilt-ridden au pair Kitty O’Hara urgently needs to atone for a wrong done to her best friend Dianne Lenore, who lives in an isolated state at the top of the sea-view Cliff House. Before turning out my bedside lamp in the small hours, I decide to do something very bold. Even by Kitty O’Hara standards. [...]
Feisty au pair Kitty O’Hara, with a past she is trying to forget, has just survived her first day at Cliff House in Scarborough. The brain-traumatised young woman who lives on the top floor of the villa - survivor of a terrible ‘incident’ that no one talks about - is in fact Kitty’s former friend [...]
You’re in my bed again, at last, tonight. You’re in my home again - or maybe prison to you, but home to me - at last, tonight. The moon is out, as it was that first night; but tonight only one pair of eyes is watching it. Yours are closed as you lie fast asleep, [...]
Wendy Skorupski 