MISSTEPS PERFECTING the SHUTTERBUG STRUT
--Not your typical Historical Fiction
In the Roaring Twenties, sassy photographer Alexandra Bathenbrook sets off from Montana to chase adventure in the world’s most exotic corners. From the jungles of Papua to the highlands of Albania, her camera captures cannibals, killer lions, kings—history itself. High society quirks aside, her intrepid career earns her international fame. Yet, despite the wonderful nonsense of the era, Alexandra comes to learn that life’s most dangerous escapades are not found in the untamed wilderness; they lurk within the demons of her own past and a diabolic prophesied future. #books#historicalfiction#jazzage#1920s#humor#supernatural#adventurebook
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She didn’t bank on a sister who wud stand up for her younger brother .
She thought she wud strut in , and keep punishing us , starving us .
When I ready for her body tell her .
MISSTEPS PERFECTING the SHUTTERBUG STRUT
--Not your typical Historical Fiction
In the Roaring Twenties, sassy photographer Alexandra Bathenbrook sets off from Montana to chase adventure in the world’s most exotic corners. From the jungles of Papua to the highlands of Albania, her camera captures cannibals, killer lions, kings—history itself. High society quirks aside, her intrepid career earns her international fame. Yet, despite the wonderful nonsense of the era, Alexandra comes to learn that life’s most dangerous escapades are not found in the untamed wilderness; they lurk within the demons of her own past and a diabolic prophesied future. #books#historicalfiction#jazzage#1920s#humor#supernatural#adventurebook
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Missteps Perfecting the Shutterbug Strut
--Not your everyday Historical Fiction
Excerpt-Chapter 13: London, 1928
--“I’m Harry Price, here on behalf of the Ghost Club. I wish to converse about Borley Rectory. It’s haunted, they say. Have you heard of it?”
--“No, but such phenomena fascinate me.” Alexandra hung up his overcoat and motioned for him to take a seat. A tall man with a thin hairline and a long, unyielding face, he came across as morose. His dark eyebrows shot up to the sling chair’s crumpling of his rigid posture, which left his knees bent even with his head.
--She cringed. Her father had shipped the chairs from Siam, and it had taken an entire “Shampoo hair Sunday” to assemble them. At least the mystery of those leftover pieces of teak lay resolved.
#books#historicalfiction#jazzage#1920s#humor#supernatural#adventurenovel#borleyrectory#ghostclub#HaroldPrice
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Guld Strut og Brun Cornetto var sjældne, Kæmpe Eskimo og Nøddebo gode, Kæmpe Nougat også. Københavnerstang og Champagnebrus på meget varme dage dage
Fyrtårn var oftest hundens is men også gode.
Det er vildt hvor dyrt det er blevet.