This is the first novel-length story I’ve ever written. And yes, I lived in Chicago for 30 years. And yes, I used to live right downtown on the lake shore Gold Coast. Yes, I used to frequent the Elizabeth Arden Red Door salon on Michigan Avenue. Yes, I’ve been to most of the restaurants mentioned in the story. Yes, I have been to Mont Tremblant. Yes, I’ve been to Manhattan numerous times, and yes, I used to dine at The 21 Club and The Palm Court. No, I never was a photographer. But yes, I have sailed in the Caribbean and the West Indies. And I love pearls, rubies and little black dresses.
Dazzled is available on Amazon. Soon I’ll have a link here to take you directly to it. In the meantime, the easiest way to find it is to go to my Bookshelf: Judith Marie Austin. All of my books are there, including Dazzled.
To read the first three chapters, click here Dazzled Excerpt
I have another story I’m working on now about a heroine TV cooking show chef and her new producer/ex-husband who gets murdered in the first chapter. In brief she gets tangled with a pair of Chicago homicide detectives. One of them thinks she was the target and wants to protect her. The other thinks she might just be the murderer. Did I mention I love to cook?
In another story I’m working on, I have a high-powered Chicago-based advertising executive for a heroine. Her mother owns a bait and tackle shop in a tiny town in Northern Michigan. When her mother has to travel across the country to take care of a sick friend, my heroine baby-sits the tackle shop. She doesn’t know a psycho from her high school in Michigan is stalking her. An undercover U.S. Marshall from Chicago follows the psycho and tails her to her hometown where they both get snarled in a web of lies and misunderstandings, some humorous, some touching, some spine-tingling.
A fabulous, utterly memorable vacation in Ireland inspired another story about a Bed & Breakfast-owner heroine who has a nasty philanderer of a husband who dies almost before the story begins. With his death, a cousin from his Irish family, the hero, comes to America to represent the family at the funeral and investigate the family’s latest real estate holding, the B & B. Turns out the beast of a husband secretly sold the gorgeous, still being renovated B & B to his family for money to pay for an expensive trip with his mistress. The heroine doesn’t know she no longer owns the fabulous B & B with its glorious gardens and assumes the Irish lodger is just another guest. Not so. The story weaves on from there. Did I mention I also love to garden?