Closure can mean so many different things

Today I'm delighted to welcome author Sylvia Stein to my blog. Her novel, Closure, is touring the internet, and this is just one of many exciting stops along the way. Watch out for more excerpts, articles and more before the tour "closes." But first, here's a little information about the book:

About Closure:

After years of abuse, Sara’s aunt visits. She recognizes the abuse and removes Sara. The frail girl begins the delicate journey of finding herself, while struggling to leave her father and the monster behind.

Despite the emotional and mental scars she carried, Sara manages to start a new life. She is finally happy.

A phone call changes everything.

Will Sara continue her new life? Can she face the monster, or will she find closure?

Intrigued? I certainly am.

About the Author:

Author Sylvia Stein began her path to writing when she joined the Writer’s Group on Linked in 750 in 2012.
She continued her journey by creating short stories, which were published, in the Giant tales Anthology series.
While obtaining her Masters degree at Southern New Hampshire University online author Stein built a solid foundation with her colleagues who encouraged her to continue on her writing. That’s when Closure was born.

With the help of her editor Closure grew from a short story to a full novella that Author Stein is excited to share.

Closure is her debut book as a solo writer.   To quote author Stein,  “ This is the first of many to come.” 

I certainly hope it will be. Meanwhile, here's the excerpt you've been waiting for.

Chapter 2  Excerpt
In the dark corner of a room, Sara James waited until the monster fell asleep.
Who was the monster?
Garrison James, her father.
It amazed her how much had changed in the few short months since her mother, Lila left. It felt as if it happened over night.
At first, he seemed absent. Then the yelling, drinking, and angry glares erupted whenever she entered the same room as him. Soon, he began calling her names. When she thought things could not get worse, the real abuse began.
He’s not my dad! He’s a monster!
Heavy footsteps tromped towards the room. She gulped in jagged breaths and looked to the ceiling while blinking rapidly. A feeble attempt to control her tears.
When hiding from the monster found her, she would replay what she did wrong and how he caught her the time before.
Don’t cry, she reminded herself, that’s how he finds you.
She looked around the once lively home for a sweet reminder of better times. There was a time when the house was surrounded by a beautiful garden. Her and her mother would walk hand in hand and choose which flowers to bring inside. Now, the windows were closed, and the vase that usually held flowers sat empty. No matter where she looked, there was no sign of happiness or life.
The house had become a vessel of sorrow and pain.
Mommy, think of her.
She closed her eyes and forced images of her favorite memories. A brief smile appeared as thoughts reverted her to one of the many times when her mother taught her how to bake cookies.
“Oh, Momma, I miss you,” she whispered.
The memory of her mother distracted Sara from the harsh reality. However, nearly as quick as the memories arrived, they dissipated, and before she knew it, the monster began lashing out.
“Sara! Sara! Where are you?” he screamed.
Realizing she had made noise. Sara covered her mouth and began internally praying.
If you would like to be known more about Author Stein’s books here is a link of them, and to places where you can find her on the internet:


Other Books by Sylvia Stein

Twitter: @sylvia_stein07


Sylvia Stein said…
thank you for hosting my feature Sheila!

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