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  Check out my fiction short story, 'HUSH', which is featured in July`s issue of The Rough Draft Ezine. CINDY BELL`S STORY ON THE ROUGH DRAFT E-ZINE I am debuting my first novel, FLUTTER BY. Hope you'll take a few minutes to kick your feet up and check it out. 
FLUTTER BY - BY CINDY BELL In this reminiscent story, Dell is seven-years-old. She lives in a place where pine trees whisper secrets and imaginary people come to life. Lucy flutters by in the summer of '62 to give Dell peace, hope and love during this turbulent summer. Find out the horror of what nine-year-old Lucy must do before she flutters on to ensure Dell's safety. EXCERPT: Before we realized it, he was standing in the doorway, blocking us from getting out. "Mother sleepin'?" he asked. Not being a very good liar, I answered, "Maybe." "Maybe, maybe not. Is that what you're saying?" I didn't know if the ace I had up my sleeve would help us or not, but I had hope. At that moment, a spider dropped from its silken strand and swayed in front of his face. His feet came off the floor by a good four inches. He took a pillow from the sofa and knocked the spider from its strand. "Come here and kill that thing," he said to me. I didn't move as I enjoyed his display of terror. "Come here, crybaby, and kill that thing. If you don't, I'm gonna have to slap pipsqueak around some more, and you know you don't want that." More than anything I didn't want that, so I tugged my hand free from Lucy's and stomped the spider with my bare foot. He shuddered, and the last valuable lesson I was to learn that summer was that when you're not a very nice person, you should never let them see you sweat. Available now at PublishAmerica.com, Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble.com, and other on-line book stores. ISBN # 1-4137-1318-1 THE FIDDLE MAKER - BY CINDY BELL AN EPIC DRAMA WHICH WILL BE AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE IN 2005!!! Excerpt from The Fiddle Maker The fiddle maker's head leaned back against his chair and he rocked slowly to a hateful memory. He had awakened one night to a noise that sounded familiar, but he couldnt put his finger on what it was exactly. He waited a moment or two and heard nothing else. He dozed on and off, soon realizing that Ruby wasnt in bed with him. He found her whispering a song in the living room, wringing her hands as though they were wet, and rocking the rocking chair swiftly. "They ran after the farmers wife, who cut off their tails with a carving knife." He stood silent, watching her as always, thinking he was going to find the mysterious cure to what haunted her. The curtains fluttered in a sudden bit of breeze and she stopped singing. Did you hear the bedsprings screaming? She asked the question to no one in particular in the dark room. He knew she was sleepwalking, but realization hit him that it was the sound of bedsprings he had heard. He noticed Jessy then, sliding against the wall in the whispery darkness. I see you, Jessy, he whispered. Jessy said nothing at first, but a hard, swallowing sound came from his throat. Something is very wrong with her, he said. Very, very wrong. You didnt kick her out of your bed, though, did you? Its not what it looks like. I woke up and she was on top of me. She bit the hell out of my neck, and I struggled to get her off. Thats what you heard. I swear it. He didnt know whether or not to believe his brother. Ruby rose from the chair and walked to the window. She hummed as she stood there, oblivious to the fact that she was not alone. They both watched her silently with the light of the moon coming through the windows. The gown she wore did nothing to hide the silhouette of her body. She looked like a banshee standing there, glowing in the moonlight with a current of air driving back her hair. I gotta get out of here, said Jessy. She scares me to death. Where Mudslinging Lives - BY CINDY BELL COMING SOON IN 2005!!  
 Hope you've enjoyed my page! Come on over to my personal website for another excerpt if you wish. CINDY BELLS WEBSITE Please sign my guestbook. Thank you for visiting! PEACE AND LOVE. 
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