snotrocket

Creative writing is my specialty. While working on numerous novels of my own, I'm looking to supplement my income - and gain more exposure - by utilizing my skills in the freelance industry. You need something written, I'm here to write it. Here is a sample: At the end of a dark street on a tiny, lamp-lit porch, a stranger waited to be let inside. He stood with his hands in his jean pockets, his face concealed by a hooded sweatshirt. Next door, Alice Freemont watched from behind separated blinds, wondering if her neighbors, the Harris’s, would answer the door. Alice glanced at the living room clock to confirm the time. 8:47 p.m. Too damn late for anyone to be knocking on people’s doors. Alice knew the Harris’s well, for forty-some years in fact. She knew their children too, and this person didn’t look like any of them. Tall and lean, the stranger gave the impression of a teenager. Probably up to no good.