When I met R. Terry McAnally years ago I knew she was a writer
to watch. After leaving a fortune 500 company where for most of her 23 years
she taught adults, she now alternates between writing adult mysteries and books
for younger folks with her daughter under the Mother Daughter Arts imprint.
Today she tells us a bit about what inspires her and shares a sample of her
writing.
My biggest thrill in life was reading a great book and discussing it
with my brother. But, as I watched him slowly die from lung cancer. I saw his
greatest pleasure in life was reading. It was he who started me writing and
gave me pointers on what to and not to do. After he passed, I started writing
with a vengeance trying to prove myself worthy of him, I wanted him to read my
books, so each book I wrote became more and more in depth, more thrilling to
write, I know he would be proud of my work, and that is enough for me. I went
back to school and received a degree from the Institute of Children’s
Literature; they helped me understand what writing was all about.
Here is a little blurb from my book Day of Retribution.
His golden-brown eyes focused on her face. His eyes moved
downward, inspecting her body. She could not breath she looked at him; there
was something about his face that didn't ring true. He was big and hard he was
handsome and all hers for the night. She wanted him to touch her, waiting with
anticipation. He smiled and ran his hand across her breast. She gasped with
pleasure. He pulled her to him, lowering his mouth to hers in a ravenous kiss,
just as he pushed the knife into her body and twisting it, she collapsed too
late to understand why his face didn't ring true. He let her body fall to the
ground…suddenly Tressa awoke with a scream on her mouth. It was the same dream
she had every night, jumping up. She ran into the bathroom and threw cold water
on her face.
A paragraph like this keeps one wondering what next; always start
a book that draws a person in so they want to keep reading. This paragraph is
near the middle to keep you reading. I started out with: The temperature
outside hovered only a few degrees above freezing. Rain slid down his cap and
under the collar of his jacket, there was a thick mist that seemed to rise from
the wet streets and gather at the corner of the building. It then continues on
to the call telling him he has 48 hours to live...now if you are interested you
can purchase my books on Amazon.com…Barns & Noble.com…Good Reads and many
more on line stores. Pull up R. Terry McAnally to see all of my books or go to
my web site atwww.motherdaughtermystery.vpweb.com

