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Saturday, February 18, 2012

"Fiona" (my debut novel) evolved from watching a segment of the Discovery Channel about the discovery of Caucasian Mummies in the Taklamakan Desert of Northern China. These mummies, possibly Tocharian Celts, existed in that part of the world long before Caucasians were thought to have made their appearance. No one knows where they came from or where they went. Maybe they subsequently interbred with the nearby Uyghur tribes, which could account for the lighter skin and rounder eyes of the peoples in the area. It is a question whose answer is lost in time.  My heroine, Fiona, is based on the discovery of one such mummy, a young blonde woman, possibly a sacrificial victim. Dismemberment was a common form of torture to the ancients. In almost every culture, there is mention of this horrific end result. There wasn't much I could do to alleviate her suffering, but perhaps I could write her a better end.

Excerpt - Fiona

He leaned against the door and watched her, his eyes never leaving her for a moment. Trying to appear at ease and unconcerned, she turned her back to him and moved to the far side of the pool. He walked around the pool and squatted down, gazing into her face, his golden eyes unreadable.
“You should not have come here alone,” he said softly.
“Why? No one is here.”
“You didn’t know that until you arrived. It’s dangerous for a woman to be out alone.”
Trying to appear unconcerned, she said, “Well, I’m not alone now. You’re here.”
The barest whisper of a smile moved his lips. “As I said, it’s dangerous for a woman alone out here.”
“Are you suggesting that I should fear you?”
“I am a man.” His heated eyes gleamed.
She felt her lips tremble as she reached for the towel.
“Perhaps you are right, I should return.”
He moved the towel to a bench and slowly undressed, his eyes never leaving her. “I see no reason for you to leave. I will need your services to wash my back.” Fully nude, he paused, as if giving her the chance to view him completely—like she had forgotten how he looked the first time—and slid into the water. He advanced slowly on her.
Fiona’s heart raced. The large pool suddenly seemed dwarfed by his size. He pursued her leisurely, wading slowly through the water. His eyes bored into her, piercing her with their directness. She backed away. Her breathing quickened into short shallow gasps, her movements sluggish at best. When the rocks on the side of the pool stopped her retreat, he smiled. This was the first time he had ever actually smiled at her and she was staggered by her response!
His smile lit up his face, softening the hard edges and warming his eyes. Huge dimples deepened his cheeks.


  1. What an intriguing idea! I'll put this on my TBR list for sure.

  2. Patsy, I like knowing where ideas originated and the process of creating a book's plot and characters.

  3. Great post, Patsy. I also saw that piece of Discovery Channel and thought it was fascinating. It's wonderful where your mind went with that. Best of luck with your book. There's no other feeling like having your first book release.

  4. Thanks Ladies! I love really ancient history so the Discovery Channel and National Geographic are my favorite places to find idea!

  5. Great story! Well worth the price and a lot more! I love time travel!

  6. You are such a great writer Patsy, and it's always fascinating to hear how a story evolves from the intitial spark to its development and conclusion as a published novel. Wishing you even more success in the future.

  7. Thank you Lyn. Appreciate you stopping by.

  8. What a great excerpt. You know how to hook the reader.