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Genre: Mystery & Suspense
About Emily Of The PenLocation: Ontario, Canada Age:15 Website: http://emilyofthepen.webs.com/ Favorite novels: After Hamelin, The Blue Helmet, The Folk Keeper, Frankenstein, Misery, Salem Falls, Nineteen Minutes, My Sister's Keeper Favorite writers: Jodi Picoult, William Bell, Stephen King (among others) Favorite music: 70's and 90's music; alternative rock and hevy metal Non-noveling interests: Too many to count! |
Joined: April 12, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 4 NaNoWriMo buddies: 8
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Brief Author Bio: I originally joined on November 17th, 2007 on the account __Emily, but then created this one a few months later. 2007: A Dog Named Shep |
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Synopsis: Letters from a Phantom (also goes under the title, Killbride)
Twenty-five-year-old Casey Fiedler is struggling to become a journalist. She works as a junior editorial assistant for the Compass, the only newspaper in the small town of Killbride, where nobody– not her boss, Winston Mortimer, and not any of the other journalists–will give her the time of day. But everything changes after the grizzly murder of Tessa Milligan, the fourth victim of the serial killer that has been terrorizing Killbride for the past two months. Disobeying Mortimer, Casey writes an article about the serial killer, who she names the Executioner, and it accidentally gets published in the Compass, much to Mortimer’s horror. Following the article, the Executioner himself begins sending letters to Casey. He loves the attention the article brought him and loves the name she gave him. He insists that Casey–and only Casey–send letters back to him. She leaves her letter to him in the trunk of a tree in a public park where two officers, Jack Regan and Leo Knoll attempt to apprehend the Executioner when he goes to pick up the letter, but fail. Regan and Knoll also request that Mortimer allow Casey to continue writing articles about the Executioner. For the next four months, while the Executioner continues to kill women, he and Casey send messages back and forth to one another through letters, Casey’s articles, and emails; even though they are both completely unaware of the physical identity of the other. Through their messages, the Executioner details murders that he has already committed, and murders he intends on committing. Casey discovers secrets about the Executioner’s life and in return, offers secrets to him about hers. Casey writes the letters to help figure out who he is, but ends up figuring out who she is. The chain of letters finally lead up to an explosive showdown between Casey, Regan, and the Executioner in a twist ending.
Excerpt: Letters from a Phantom (also goes under the title, Killbride)
Casey Fiedler looked up from her notebook and watched with morbid awe as the body of twenty-two-year-old Tessa Milligan swung side to side. The young woman was suspended fifteen feet above the ground, pinned to a wall by a sharp, heavy metal stake impaled through her neck. Casey fought her medium-length, dark blonde hair out of her eyes and into a bun so she could get a clearer look.
“Who would do something like this?” Casey heard an officer ahead of her mutter as she looked up at the grizzled Tessa Milligan. The officer walked away, climbing over a fallen lamp and overturned coffee table to reach the bathroom to gather more evidence there. Tessa had put up a violent struggle. She didn’t want to die.
Casey put her hand on the strap of the bag she was wearing on her shoulder. It had pictures of several farm animals on it and a slogan that she had written on it herself saying GO VEGETARIAN. She flipped the flap of the bag open and put her hand inside, then fished around until her fingers gripped a camera, then pulled it out. She began snapping pictures of the officer climbing over the coffee table, as well as the body and the scene. Casey had always been snap-happy, and within a minute she had accumulated over three hundred pictures.
She was so busy taking pictures that she didn’t notice Detective-Sergeant Jack Reagan walked next to Casey. At forty-seven, he was nearly twice her age. They had met fourteen years earlier when Casey was eleven. The hand that grabbed her and pulled her from the rapids was his. When they met, all she could feel was the sickening wetness of the water and the floor of the river, which she desperately tried to grab a hold of with her feet so she could stand or walk or just stop, but she as moving too fast. All she could see was flashes of white and streaks of blue zooming by her face. And then all of a sudden she could see a face. It belonged to Jack Regan, then an officer, who pulled the girl from the river. He had always been protective of her since.
“You’ve been standing here for ten minutes. What are you thinking?” Regan asked her. Casey remained silent. Two detectives on the top of a wide ladder had just unpinned Tessa and were carrying her body down. Regan and Casey watched them come to the ground and put her on a stretcher, then cover her with a sheet.
“How could anyone do this?” Regan asked rhetorically. A few seconds went by and still Casey remained silent.
“Do you like her haircut?” she finally replied.
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