Welcome to my website and The House on Slocum Road, also known as "Lottie's Story."
Will a troubled socialite repress her psychic gift to appease the man she loves, or will she succumb to the mysterious pull of the past and risk losing all she holds dear ~ That's Lottie Winslow's quandary.
Strange things are happening to Lottie Winslow. Who is the stranger she sees in the mirror? Why is the same dream invading her sleep night after night? How can she witness an event that hasn't yet happened? Determined to find the answers on her own despite her doubting husband's objections, Lottie embarks upon a relentless search for her identity and familial connection. She makes a discovery in The House on Slocum Road that sparks a chain of events, which lead her to her inevitable date with destiny.
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REVIEW:
In The House on Slocum Road, author Dahris Clair offers a spooky little story about a woman who finds herself by searching in the past. As a little girl, Lottie lost herself and her unique gift. When it comes back to her, she must learn to accept herself, as she really is, not as the person others—including her well-meaning husband—want her to be.
Clair's style is reminiscent of Barbara Michaels' in her paranormal romantic suspense novels. Clair is wonderfully attuned to the details of daily life that bestow a feeling of place--the rose and gold glow of a fire kindling, church bells pealing over a snowy field. This is a cozy sort of ghost story, perfect for a winter night in front of a fire.
BookWire Review -
September 18, 2006
A page from my journal ~
May 31, 2008
Here it is June, (well, almost) the year is half gone. So why take the Christmas tree down now? Just in case you think it's laziness on my part, bear in mind we do Christmas up royally, inside and out. But my favorite tree, the one with all the kids' homemade ornaments, paper chains, synthetic candy ropes, gingerbread boys and lollipops that still look good enough to eat after 27 years, stands in state in our sunroom. We've decided to call it the Christmas room. Every other vestige of Christmas is put away, except for the mantel, which holds a church and choir singers, and of course, a Nativity set.
We usually keep the decorations up until Epiphany (I'v e had a number of those), but this year, fate stepped in and changed our routine. A compression fracture in the lumbar area slowed me down considerably and is still not healed. Six weeks after the first, I fractured three more and all I did was sneeze. A minor surgery followed that one and I wear a rather hideous brace that has become my best friend. I'll be very happy to switch from the walker to the cane next week, if the physical therapist has his way.
On April 6, our annual Pasco/NPR Writers Conference went off, but not without a hitch or two. Number one, the first fracture. Then a presenter was forced to cancel. The last week, one of our literary agents lost a tussle to a raccoon and canceled. And, on the morning of the day itself, dear Susan Haley, a presenter, to say she didn't think she'd make it. A prisoner in a car that landed in the middle of a swamp on I-75 kept her inside the car. "The water was knee deep. There was no way I'd get out until they towed us out onto dry land."
Things happen in threes, they say. So, that would be the end of the presenter cancellations. But Linn Random, celebrated author, speaker, consultant , was late because she had an early morning house fire. Shortly before lunch, the library's lone elevator broke down. I immediately thought of the man in the wheelchair and the two women with walkers. And myself. Those who could, traversed the stairs and brought lunch to those who couldn't. Despite the mishaps, it was a very successful conference and we're planning number three in the Do It! Write.
series.
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The House on Slocum Road is in the hands of literary agent, Lucienne Diver, THE SPECTRUM LITERARY AGENCY, at her request. No word yet, but it hasn't been that long and my fingers are crossed.
Still working on The House on Slocum Road, Book II, A Little Psychic. This one starts right out with a punch in the gut, which will shake up the reader. Can't tell you more than that.
Oh, I almost forgot. I hope you'll read the interview with Lottie Winslow I was asked to do for The Infinite Writer. You'll find it on the About the Author page. And that's about all the news for this writing. I hope you'll drop by often and if you have comments, questions, or just want to say hi, hit the "Contact Me" button and send me an e-mail. I'll be happy to answer.
Dahris
