It’s finally on sale – a book which I have been working on for years.
Throughout these years the book’s title has changed. It first was Only the Lonely, inspired by Roy Orbison’s iconic song Only the Lonely and which I also included as a quote in the beginning of the novel.
Then the title became The Boy Next Door but I found it told only part of the story. The Set Up was the third title but after a bit of research I found that there were too many books with that title.
Finally, I settled with Just Before Sunrise because it evokes the question: What happened just before sunrise? Which is the whole point of the story.
Right now, Bau, who has been so tolerant throughout this process is still manifesting his patience and control. He is just eagerly waiting for me to finish this post and press publish so that he can go for his well earned walk.
I am very proud to present my dog Mom’s latest novel Just Before Sunrise. It is available in both e-book and paperback.
I hope that those of you who will read it will enjoy it.
Description on AMAZON
Let loose without my leash as a reward for all my patience while I waited for my Dog Mom to finish her latest novel with its new title and blurb.
She’s warned me that although the cover is done, her manuscript is not quite ready. Not more waiting around!
A coming-of-age story with a domestic noir twist
Nadine, tired of running her call-girl agency, has upgraded to gold digger as she finds the perfect rich widower to marry. Discovering that her wealthy widower is an abuser she seduces his stepson, Charlie, to plot her husband’s murder. But things don’t go as planned and soon she is turning to her experience hiring young call-girls to find the perfect girl to save her from going to prison…
Homeless Maya is drifting on the streets, grieving the recent loss of her mother.
When she is offered the opportunity to prepare a lake-side house to be used as a half-way home for delinquent girls, she doesn’t think twice.
She soon falls for Charlie, the attractive boy next door, who has a seriously dark side. She is drawn into his murderous schemes, doing anything he asks her to, risking her own safety for the promise of a future with him.
When she finds herself party to murder, and she realizes he is more concerned with his older female accomplice than with her, she must learn to trust her instincts and use all of her courage to get out of their trap alive.
An older woman, a younger man and their rocky relationship become involved in investigating the murder for which young Maya is accused of committing.
Just Before Sunrise is a story about loss and survival. About loneliness, betrayals and deadly desires.
My Doggy Mom is still working on her book. Because she wants to change the title I am forced to endure hours lying next to her as she keeps searching for a suitable one. It’s enough to put a dog to sleep. I wonder if she spent that much time searching for my name.
Doggy Mom: Well, in fact, it was easier. You are of French origin and I wanted you to have a literary name.
Bau: As if I can read French!
Doggy Mom: I thought of Hugo, as in Victor Hugo, but I didn’t think that my daughter’s friend, Hugo, would appreciate me naming you after him.
Bau: He should have been honored.
Doggy Mom: So, anyway there was Baudelaire but that was too long. So I shortened it to Bau. Here in Montreal where almost everyone speaks French, when they ask what your name is, they think I mean Beau, which means handsome.
Bau: Oh, I quite like that!
Doggy Mom: Fits you perfectly. Anyway back to my book title.
Bau: Oh yeah (Yawn, Yawn). What was wrong with The Set Up? Lots of books have that title.
Doggy Mom: That’s the problem. I don’t want my book to get lost in the slush pile.
Bau: If that’s the case, you should have checked before wasting my time.
Doggy Mom: You’re right. Learn from my mistakes. Also the title gives the story plot away.
Bau: What about the cover?
Doggy Mom: Finally, I found what I was looking for. Now, I’m just waiting for the graphic designer to get back to me. Could be a few weeks. Of course there’s going to be the extra headache of formatting my book to fit Amazon standards.
Bau: Oh, boy! I think I’m going to go for a nap. Wake me when it’s over.
My Human Mom tells me that there are a lot of steps she still needs to do before she’s ready to publish her new novel.
Here are some things which I secretly know about it:
It’s a Domestic Crime Novel (Apparently that’s her favorite type of crime novel along with Domestic Noir novels).
She tells me because there is a Femme Fatale in her novel it might also be categorized as Domestic Noir.
She’s likely going to launch it in May (That’s a long time in doggy days). That’s if all goes well!
The title is The Set Up.
Here’s a tentative blurb for it:
Homeless sixteen-year-old Maya has found the perfect summer job – getting a cottage ready to serve as a half-way house to delinquent girls. A summer job where she won’t have to wonder where she’s going to sleep for a while. Being by the lake in nature will give her time to grieve the death of her mother. Best of all, she’s met Charlie, the boy who lives in the cottage next door who gives her the attention she craves and the promise of a bright future if she sticks with him. But Charlie has a very dark side and Maya becomes involved in a murderous scheme. What will happen to Maya now that she is being blamed for the murder by the police? Who can possibly help her?
I love to listen to my Human Mom read her manuscript out loud, but honestly, I’m disappointed because I’m not even in it!
In the meantime, you might want to have a look at my Human Mom’s other books on her author page. (Every time you click on one of her books I get a treat).
Waiting in the Office
Waiting in the Bedroom
Waiting on the Sofa
I have been spending a lot of time waiting for my Mom to finish her latest novel. Frankly, it is all quite boring since she doesn’t have as much time to take me out for walks.
Kibble. UGH! She says it so sweetly. Come, Bau, and eat your kibble. Her voice has the tone that says I have something really special. I know it’s supposed to be good for me. Full of protein that helps me grow healthy and have strong bones and a shiny coat. But really I prefer a nice piece of cheese or real liver although I don’t mind the dried liver especially when she sprinkles some on my kibble.
I get a piece of the dried liver whenever I poop outside. If I poop inside on my potty mat then I get another treat – roast turkey delights. I don’t know why I get different treats depending on where I poop. Humans are sometimes hard to figure out. I thought hard about this. One of the advantages of being a dog is that you’ve got lots of time to think. I might look like I’m snoozing but really I’m thinking. And so, this is what I came up with. I prefer the liver bits to the turkey bits so maybe mistress is training me to go outside more. I’m a regular Sherlock Holmes, don’t you think?
Another thing about kibble while we’re on the subject is that mistress has been putting less and less sprinkles on my kibble. It didn’t take me long to figure that one out, although I must say that I try to hold out as much as I can and give her my best sad starving look in hopes that she’ll cave in.
Actually the kibble doesn’t taste that bad. It’s the effort of having to crack it, like having to crack shelled walnuts with your bare teeth. Apparently, it’s suppose to be good for my teeth. I don’t know who came up with that one! Certainly not a dog.
Here I am having my picnic supper. It’s really my regular kibble which, at home, is rather boring unless some human food is added to it. But here, outdoors, on its own, it tastes like a Michelin star meal. I wonder why that is.
Before the lockdown occurred I would go do volunteer work at a school in Point St. Charles which has been known as one of the Toughest Neighbourhoods in Canada.
Without sounding like I am bragging, the children and staff LOVED me. It’s nice to have someone show their appreciation towards you and openly express how happy they are to see you.
People don’t do that so much, I’ve noticed. As for me, I’m always happy to see my mistress and I can tell you that I don’t hold back. I race to her as soon as she comes in the door and jump up and down placing my front paws on her legs and sometimes even doing a little dance. I think people should take a lesson from me and show those they love how much they like being with them.
Because of the lockdown I haven’t been back to the school and so I keep this portrait (which Cameron, one of the young boys, drew of me) as a reminder of how great it feels for someone to care enough about you that they want to draw your portrait.
For all of you who love dogs
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