The Kindred Web:
A Tryst of Fate
by
Book Details
About the Book
Vicky Austin had no idea which direction her independent adventure was taking her. Behind her, a sheltered life of privilege, opulence and she was cultured, sophisticated and beautiful. She went to France to study art. Falling hopelessly in love was not on her agenda. She was in a state of euphoria, captivated by a passion she had never envisioned.... Henri was a magnificently handsome artist, a genius that would control her future and that of generations to come. An intricate web of characters spanning the globe would intersect and destroy lives in it’s path...It produced treachery, deceit beyond comprehension, brutal terrorists and an explosion heard around the world...losses she would endure but never overcome. The disaster that ensued after that fateful tryst in France would ultimately return to haunt her forever. From the bittersweet memory of Paris the kindred web tangles, capturing innocence, clutching it, then crushes it with depravity. The residuum: One delicate token of remembrance. THE KINDRED WEB, A TRYST OF FATE
About the Author
This being my first endeavor at writing a novel, excluded me from knowing the do’s and don’ts and the pitfalls one might encounter in putting a story together from start to finish. Had I known the rules, I may not have ever attempted to write this interesting novel. I have had this story going around in my mind for some time. Interestingly enough, I knew the beginning, the middle and the end. My biggest problem came in filling in the void between the middle and the end. By reading what I had written over and over, the void finally became clear in my mind and the story was completed. My wife Mary Lou (Lou) convinced me to sit down and put my ideas onto paper. This story took me over two years to accomplish. Lou was instrumental in that she was my editor-in-chief, my source of different and interesting scenarios and ideas on how to proceed and most importantly, my source of inspiration. I left the incomplete story alone for several months. It was through her goading and confidence in my newfound talent that I proceeded to finally finish my novel.