Thursday Tasters!

thurWelcome to the Thursday Tasters. Here you will find links to some awesome tasters of works written by awesome authors. Find the other tastes HERE!

I’d like to start this off with a few paragraphs from my current wip, THE SHED. In this scene, Scott meets Arthur for the first time.

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DSC00461The young man behind the counter coughed to gain his attention. “We’ll bring those right out, sir.”

“Thank you.” Scott paid for the drinks and stuffed a couple of dollars in the tip jar. He sidestepped the couple behind him in line, then hesitated in the doorway on his way to join Alex, surprised to find a man sitting at their table chatting Alex up. His back was turned but Scott took note of the expensive suite he wore and the blond curls in sexy disarray. Alex laughed at something the man said and the small ache inside Scott spread to sit heavily in his chest. Apparently thoughts of Mary had stirred up his loneliness with a vengeance. God, it had been a long time since he’d had someone to laugh with, share the pleasant moments of the day.

He drew a steadying breath and plastered a smile on his face as he skirted the other tables to join Alex and his guest. He waited politely for Alex to finish his sentence then pulled out the chair between them and sat down. “They’ll bring our drinks…”

Scott’s voice trailed off and his heart gave a definite thump when Alex’s friend glanced at him. Such lovely eyes! He quickly cleared his throat and held out a hand. “Scott Reid.”

Mischief glinted in the man’s light blue eyes and his quick grin did things to Scott’s stomach. “Art Peters.” He held Scott’s hand a trifle longer than necessary. “So you’re Alex’s shrink?”


“Kidding, Alex!” Arthur sat back in his chair, his expression suddenly serious. “Alex told me what you’re trying to do for him. That’s fantastic.” He flashed a smile at Alex. “He’s a pretty special young man.”

Scott noted the blush that flooded Alex’s face and agreed. “Yes, he is. I’m curious. Are you the same Arthur who owns Art’s Studio where Alex shows his sketches?”

Arthur raised a brow. “That depends. Going to psychoanalyze me, doctor?”


As a Certified Mental Health Therapist, Scott Reid has his share of interesting experiences, though nothing compares with the time he spends with the psychic, Alex Elson. Plagued by terrifying images and dreams, Alex turns to Doctor Reid in the hopes of learning to control his visions. Instead, Scott is pulled into Alex’s world, where dreams and reality mix and nightmares are real.

Two young men, brothers, have been abducted from the lake outside of Oakton without a trace of who took them. That is, until Alex receives a silver pocket watch in the mail belonging to the elder brother, a taunt from the kidnapper for Alex to come find them. Alex’s visions turn at once into nightmares. Images flash in his mind of an abandoned well and a terrified, lonely boy slowly dying at the bottom. The shed looms close by, holding a horrifying secret, a dark place Alex’s frightened mind refuses to go.

With the help of Scott Reid, Alex endeavors to control his visions and find the brutalized victims before death claims them. But the watch is ticking away and time’s running out.


About diannehartsock

Author of paranormal/suspense, fantasy/adventure, m/m romance and anything else that comes to mind. Oh, and a floral designer.
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6 Responses to Thursday Tasters!

  1. Love the build up in this scene and then the dialogue seems spot on to me.

  2. Muffy Wilson says:

    Dianne, I thoroughly enjoyed this. The dialogue is spot on and realistic. I love, and hate, the thrilling build-up, tension and gravely weighted darkness in this thrilling WIP. Wonderful. 🙂 xo

  3. Naomi Shaw says:

    wonderful visuals. I long to find out more about the mysterious Art

  4. What a great first meeting!

  5. Fascinating, and I love the jovial nature of these characters. Wonderful!

  6. jorja says:

    Love the attitude 🙂

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