Stacy Eaton – Oct 28th – Escape by Fiction
Thank you for allowing me to be a guest on your blog today! I know that you are going to post an excerpt from My Blood Runs Blue and since it is so close to Halloween, I thought I would add a guest post that goes with this time of year.
For those who don’t know me or what I do, I am an author, but I am also a Police Officer by career. I love my job and love what I get to do.
So let me ask this of you… When you think of a police officer what do you envision? Many people think of them as strong, honorable, warriors and some even call us heroes. We run into the face of horror when everyone is running away. We face off to the worst of mankind, the rapists, the child molesters and the murders. We help people when they are hurt and we listen to people when they want to talk.
Some people say we show no fear. We get asked all the time, “weren’t you scared?” or “aren’t you ever afraid?” Of course we are afraid! We are scared to death, but that fear is what keeps us alive, what keeps us moving because our job is to serve and protect. But there are things out there that scare us more than any crazed mass murderer… You want to know what it is? I’ll tell you… things that creep, things that crawl and things that slither… Yep… Spiders, snakes and rodents, that’s what scares us to death! Let me share some stories of things that have happened with my fellow officers.
Not too long ago, I stood at the station with a few of my guys. We were just chatting and I noticed a spider crawling down the wall. I casually said to “B” that he might want to move because the spider was moving his way. Do you know what he did? His eyes went huge, his mouth fell open and he screeched. Yes – like a little girl. He then proceeded to jump about 4 feet away and climbed up on a chair so his feet were off the floor. So after I stopped laughing, I walked over to the spider and attempted to end its existence to protect poor “B”. I mean that is what my job is, to protect. I ended up knocking the spider down on the floor and “B” refused to put his feet on the floor until we found it and finished the job.
Then there was the time that “J” and I were hanging in the garage at shift change. It was raining outside we stood inside and talked about what had happened the night before while he worked. I wanted to know what after math I might have to deal with once the sun came up. Anyway, as we stood there talking, I noticed something moving along the wall. It was too big to be a mouse, so it had to be a rat. I pointed it out to “J”. He walked over to where I was standing and stood slightly behind me, “where?” he asked as he stood there. I grabbed my flashlight out of my duty belt and walked over to where it disappeared in the wall. “It went into that hole here” I said as I shined my flashlight into a small hole. I turned around and found “J” standing in the back of a pick-up truck looking white. He wouldn’t come down until I promised I would protect him.
My partner “M” was working late one night, I had gone home an hour before. He walked into the garage to get a soda out of the machine. While he was putting the money in, he saw something run past his feet. He looked down and saw a small mouse. Now he’s not afraid of mice, and I could just imagine his face as he smiled and thought “Awww…. He’s cute.” But as he reached to push the button on the machine, he wondered why the mouse would come so close to him, it wasn’t normal. He stood up and looked to the left, the way the mouse had just come. There coiling itself about 10 feet away was a copperhead snake. “M” decided his soda wasn’t worth it and took off out of the garage as quickly and safely as he could.
While I love laughing at the guys I work with, this post wouldn’t be fun unless I said something that embarrassed me, so here you go.
We had gotten a call for a suspicious condition. The caller had said they saw someone near their barn. So off we went to check it out. We aren’t afraid of the dark. We are big and bad and we carry flashlights and guns. We climbed out of our cars and we started walking around the barn. My flashlight was low on the ground, I have learned a lesson from this, and I just didn’t see it until it was happening. As I walked through the door of the barn, I walked right into a huge spider web. We are talking gigantic, and I felt like I had been swallowed up in it mass.
Anyone who has walked into spider web understands the feeling of that thin gossamer filament of the spider’s web. It tickles and it sticks… to EVERYTHING! So as I walk through the spider web, my first thought other than Oh SH*T was – where is the spider? Who cared where the suspicious person was? All I wanted to know was where the spider was and how I could get all this sticky stuff off me. My partner stood there and laughed as I frantically jumped up and down, basically freaking out trying to dust myself off and search for something crawling over me. I had the heebie jeebies for the rest of the night and every tickle I felt, I imagined was the spider finally come out to take revenge on ruining his hard work.
So… next time you see a police officer and you notice how professional they are, how upstanding that area to be, just remember they are human and they scream, hide and run when they are scared too!
Thank you again for allowing me to visit!
“I’m still a cop, and my blood runs blue.”
Officer Kristin Greene has always felt that something was missing from her life. Although her job with the Fawn Hollow Township Police Department keeps her busy, she still feels like there is something else out there for her. She soon finds herself investigating a homicide where a young woman has had her throat ripped out. As she begins to dig for the answers, she finds herself thrown into a world she didn’t know ever existed. When the two strong and silent men walk into her life, she finds herself being pulled into a love triangle that has been going on longer than she has been alive. Who are they and why do they keep calling her Calista?
Join Kristin as she fights to learn the truth about the recent murder, the two seductive men who have entered into her life and the real truth about herself.
My Blood Runs Blue is book one of the series. Blue Blood for Life... is the second book and was released on September 30, 2011. My Blood Runs Blue is an adult Action/Romance Series and is intended for mature audiences.
EXCERPT:
Mr. Taylor’s nostrils flared and his mouth slacked open slightly as he looked into my eyes. “Dead, she’s dead?”
I stared at him, damn, did I forget to wipe the sign off my face that says, ‘hey man, sorry, but your daughter’s dead.’ How’d he know that? Had someone from the scene called him already?
I turned back to Mrs. Taylor and found her staring at her husband eyes wide, mouth open as if she would speak.
Wait, this was not going how it should. I cleared my head and looked back at them, Mr. Taylor had moved over to stand beside his wife and they were both looking at me now, waiting.
“Mr. & Mrs. Taylor, I am very sorry to say that your daughter Dawn is dead.” I HATED saying that sentence, but it was a sentence that was drilled into you from the moment you entered the academy. You do not say, I’m sorry your daughter was in an accident, or your daughter did not make it. Not in the first sentence. You can elaborate later, but that first sentence, has to be the one that they remember for the rest of their life. The one that tells them, this is not a sick joke, and they are not just going to wake up tomorrow and find her asleep in her bed. That sentence had to say it was real and it was final.
They both stared back me. I saw Mrs. Taylor’s lips move, and I could have sworn I heard her say, “he found us”, but I thought it was more in my imagination until I looked into Mr. Taylor’s steel grey eyes and saw them widen and look at me quickly to see if I had heard what she said. I managed to keep my face perfectly clear and thought I would mull over that statement later.
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Thanks to Stacy Eaton for stopping by and delivering such an amazing guest post!
Aubrie is an author and flutist in New England. Her stories have appeared in Mindflights, Niteblade, Silver Blade, A Fly in Amber, and several print anthologies including Skulls and Crossbones by Minddancer Press, Rise of the Necromancers, by Pill Hill Press, Nightbird Singing in the Dead of Night by Nightbird Publishing, Dragontales and Mertales by Wyvern Publications, A Yuletide Wish by Nightwolf Publications, and Aurora Rising by Aurora Wolf Publications. Her epic fantasy is published with Wyvern Publications, and several of her ebooks are published with Lyrical Press and Gypsy Shadow Publishing. When she’s not writing, she plays in orchestras and teaches flute at Plymouth State University and a community music school. 
