This is the 5th book in the Murder by the Sea series by Carol Ann Ross.
The crew is vacationing at E.J.'s cottage near New Bern, It's supposed to be a respite from the hell Estelle has been putting them through for the past few years, But bad "juju" is in the air , a new love interest is there also, he's very good looking very charming, and very selfish. .
Thallasophile - lover of the ocean.
That's me. I have a strong affinity for that entity and express those feelings through my writing--my books. They may span many genres but are all connected to the place I call home.
Genres published: historical fiction, literary, murder, essays--they all are set on Topsail Island where I grew up. It is my way of perserving this wonderful place and the people with whom I share my life.
The first book in the Murder by the Sea series is WATERLOGGED. Don Belkin is a former Marine, now a detective with the Surf City Police Dept. He's a conflicted man, to say the least, as he struggles to accept his past and find solace in the small beach town. Bitterness runs deep between the locals who have populated the area for generations and the "new" folks who think they've found paradise. Oh, Topsail Island may be the perfect tourist attraction, but in the summer it's just plain MURDER. (there are 5 more books in the series)
So what's in a name? Just how does one decide to name a character? The decision can be challenging.
Basing names on people you know is totally taboo and so I search for names in literature or from history who are known to have a particular kind of personality.
So how did I come up with B.D. Wolfe? Who comes to mind when you hear the name Wolfe?
If only I'd called him B.B. Wolfe.
B.D. Wolfe adjusted the Peter Millar sport shirt, feeling the fine cloth against his body. He smoothed it with his hands then studied his form in the full length mirror at one of the vendor booths. He glanced down at the Giorgio Brutini loafers; his head bouncing up and down approvingly. “Man, I’m cool.” Then his brow wrinkled into a frown as he mumbled a curse word at the specks of sand sprinkled over them. I’ll be glad to get the hell out of here, he thought as he scanned the line of vendors.