Real Life or Fiction?


My fiction writing is really a mix, always inspired by something “real” but wound through a vivid imagination to create, what I hope is, an interesting story.

As a child in grade school I used to relate stories about my family, the family history I knew of, daily events and more. Of course I delivered these stories with a flourish sometimes garnishing them with elaborate details, but ALMOST always telling my perceived truth. While most of my teachers and my parents encouraged me by listening, nodding, and asking me to tell more, I did have some classmates and skeptical teachers who accused me of “telling tales” and dismissing me as a “fibber”.

In reality almost every story I told was based on truth even though it was colored by my young perspective. There WAS the time three strange men were tapping phone lines in the building next door to where I lived, and two friends and I snuck down there to observe. At a time when spy shows were the big fad on television, our imaginations immediately went to international espionage. (Now as a adult I can imagine it was probably something as simple as a marital dispute, but it was still very exciting.) Of course my classmates didn’t believe that my friends and I stumbled upon something so extraordinary and they weren’t very kind in letting me know how they felt. That never really stopped me, I loved to tell stories.

My parents were great role models and encouraged both my sister and me to be heavily involved in our communities and to volunteer where we could to help others. Being involved and volunteering has led to many real-life adventures and experiences that are often out of the ordinary for most people. I volunteered with the NYC Auxiliary Police in the early 70’s, and currently I’ve been a volunteer EMT with my local ambulance corps since 1986, so I’ve responded to a lot of emergency situations, dealt with a lot of people during a crisis.

My stories often contain MANY bits and pieces from real-life experiences. Both of my “EMS novels”, Final Sin and Hyphema revolve around the EMS and emergency services world. I find the background of emergency services to be very exciting and I feel that putting characters into that setting just creates action. I hope that my readers enjoy it as much as I do.

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As EMS Week 2011 winds down, it’s a good time to remember the folks who come to our assistance in all kinds of weather and all times of day or night. I am proud to be a NYS EMT volunteer with my local ambulance corps and serving my community. Please check out my post about NYSVARA (New York State Volunteer Ambulance and Rescue Association) and all that they do – the address to send donations is there too. Just go to the May Awareness Project on the Tales of Allure blog.
Two of my novels, Final Sin and Hyphema are both thrillers with a healthy mix of suspense, action, mystery, passion, murder and EMS. The medical scenes are real and thrilling, the love is intense, and the suspense is edge of your seat.
The hero and heroine of Final Sin are Paramedic Julie Davis and Deputy Sheriff Jake Carlson. Julie’s best friend and paramedic partner, Matt Garratti, comes back in Hyphema.

Deputy Sherriff Commander Jake Carson has his hands full… investigation of a brutal multiple homicide, a troubled son and a vindictive ex-wife. He meets young, free-spirited paramedic Julie Jennings. When Julie becomes the subject of an obsession, it puts both of them in danger…

(excerpt)

For the second time in less than two weeks, there were police in Julie’s living room. She was sitting on the edge of her bed and listening to the voices. Jake was talking in hushed tones to one of the officers.

He came to the bedroom door and his heart wrenched when he saw her still looking so dazed. Jake walked over to her and knelt down. “Sweetheart, I want you to go away for a few days.”

She looked at him suddenly. “Why?”

“I have to get to the bottom of everything that’s been happening. I need to find out why you got this package… and why someone made videotapes of you… and even why your car was vandalized the other day.” Julie hadn’t made a big deal of the damage to her car but had mentioned it briefly to him during a conversation. She hadn’t told him what had been scratched into the hood of her car and until his comment she hadn’t even thought of it in connection with the other incidents.

Julie shrugged. “Is someone really looking to scare me or something?” It seemed ludicrous and yet there was no other explanation for the strange and vindictive things that had been happening lately.

“I don’t know. But I don’t want to take any chances. I can’t take any chances, not when it comes to you.” He wanted so desperately to protect her and he didn’t know who or what to protect her from. He was glad that he had at least been there when she got that frightening special delivery that morning, but then he wanted to kick himself that she had gotten it at all.

“I can’t… I can’t leave. I have work. I’ve got responsibilities.”

“Just a few days, Julie. I want you out of here for just a few days.” I want you out of harm’s way, he thought. I want to make it safe for you.

She looked at him defiantly and shook her head. Then suddenly she felt like she was ready to crumble. “Where? Where should I go?”

He thought for a moment. Jake tried to smile. “When is the last time you visited your parents? Let them take you to Disney or Sea World or something.”

“They’ll worry. It’s too sudden. They’ll think something is wrong.” Her protests were weak. “I don’t want to worry them.”

Jake wanted to shout at her that there was something wrong, but he didn’t want to scare her any more than she was. He didn’t want to scare himself any more than he already was either. He forced a laugh. “Tell them you just got proposed to and he’s old and he’s got a kid. Tell them you need a few days to sort out your feelings before you tell him yes.”

Julie laughed, but she sounded like she was ready to cry. “I thought you were trying to remove the stress.”

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Hyphema
Hyphema: Bleeding in the eye caused by trauma… Matt Garratti, a paramedic from New York, moves his wife and son to North Carolina to work at his dream job as a flight medic. Pakistani born Sudah, his wife, receives frosty stares and insensitive comments from their new neighbors… Matt wonders if he is pursuing his dream or bringing his family into a nightmare from which they may never wake.