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A Tragicomic Short Viking Story
Mystery & Suspense, Cozy Mysteries, Fiction & Literature, Short Stories
| Author: | D. L. Lewis | ISBN: | 1230000975810 |
| Publisher: | D. L. Lewis | Publication: | February 23, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | D. L. Lewis |
| ISBN: | 1230000975810 |
| Publisher: | D. L. Lewis |
| Publication: | February 23, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
A woman with a bit too much Viking blood crosses verbal swords with a homicide detective suffering from an identity crisis: he wants to be Lieutenant Columbo. The situation is complicated by the lady's phantom double . . . and an unusual chicken.
This is a short story; not a novel.
Author Bio: I am DL Lewis (Debra Lewis). I live in northern California with a cello, three indoor cats, four outdoor feral cats, and a crow named Harold. I can be reached at Kittenus Maximus at Gmail dot com and will be happy to reply to all communications whenever I can take time out from cleaning litter boxes. I’m a retired professional fine artist and horse-healer/caretaker of sorts; former polo player, former homeless person, and survivor of human trafficking. I’m disabled with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, and some years ago I choked on a piece of food and died. I was dead for quite a long while before some first responders resurrected me. I was in a coma for weeks and wasn’t expected to survive as a normally functioning human being, but I rallied, got past the months of being unable to speak clearly, read, or write and here I be: trying to put out stories that will entertain and enlighten readers. I think I will get the hang of it all some time soon … maybe.
A woman with a bit too much Viking blood crosses verbal swords with a homicide detective suffering from an identity crisis: he wants to be Lieutenant Columbo. The situation is complicated by the lady's phantom double . . . and an unusual chicken.
This is a short story; not a novel.
Author Bio: I am DL Lewis (Debra Lewis). I live in northern California with a cello, three indoor cats, four outdoor feral cats, and a crow named Harold. I can be reached at Kittenus Maximus at Gmail dot com and will be happy to reply to all communications whenever I can take time out from cleaning litter boxes. I’m a retired professional fine artist and horse-healer/caretaker of sorts; former polo player, former homeless person, and survivor of human trafficking. I’m disabled with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, and some years ago I choked on a piece of food and died. I was dead for quite a long while before some first responders resurrected me. I was in a coma for weeks and wasn’t expected to survive as a normally functioning human being, but I rallied, got past the months of being unable to speak clearly, read, or write and here I be: trying to put out stories that will entertain and enlighten readers. I think I will get the hang of it all some time soon … maybe.
