tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47155495180856461952024-02-07T01:31:58.651-08:00Chevy StevensChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.comBlogger147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-34714132446518385802013-10-23T16:04:00.003-07:002013-10-23T16:04:47.853-07:00THAT NIGHTI'm thrilled to share the final cover for THAT NIGHT, which will be released June 17, 2014 in the States and Canada. A lot of work went into this cover, and it's my favorite of all my books. I can't wait to hear what you think!<br />
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Chevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-28477527590101017432013-10-21T08:29:00.001-07:002013-10-21T08:30:55.292-07:00THAT NIGHT COVER RELEASE!<div>
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Sorry I haven't posted for awhile, but it's been a crazy year! First little Piper arrived last December, then my new book was released, and I've been working on finishing my fourth book, THAT NIGHT.<br />
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Now I have some exciting news! Even though THAT NIGHT won't be released until next summer, my publishers have agreed to share the final cover EARLY if 500 people add it to their "to-read" shelf on Goodreads. I love this cover so much, and I hope you do too! </div>
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Chevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-31920765375989415202013-06-17T19:27:00.001-07:002013-06-17T19:27:50.354-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 34"I'd just gotten home from the hospital and was unlocking my door when a police car pulled in my driveway."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Thirty-Seven<br />
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Photo by Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-81802318835471454222013-06-17T19:25:00.002-07:002013-06-17T19:25:20.699-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 33"The smell of stale horse feed and mold wafted out..."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Thirty-Three<br />
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"He forced me toward the barn. My heels dug futilely into the ground, trying to slow the process, but I was off balance, being propelled backward."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Thirty-Three<br />
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Chevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-34754188424207532042013-06-11T13:43:00.004-07:002013-06-11T13:44:11.655-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO #31"...we both stared down at the swirling river for a while. Far below, one lone tree limb spun around and around, caught in the current."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Thirty<br />
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Chevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-77562990690245983632013-06-07T10:31:00.001-07:002013-06-07T10:31:07.234-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 29"When I'd reached the trestle, I stopped and admired the majestic site, over six hundred feet of crisscrossed wooden beams curving out across the river, meeting with the forest on the other side, mountain ranges and trees in every direction."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Thirty.<br />
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Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-39658159504734044342013-06-06T20:00:00.000-07:002013-06-06T20:00:17.145-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 28"I started down the gravel road, remembering when it was still covered with railway tracks and ties, the wood hot and sticky with creosote in the summer."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Thirty<br />
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Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-68442942662292953852013-06-04T15:37:00.001-07:002013-06-04T15:37:21.495-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 27"He was standing around the side of the barn, pointing to the ground..."<br />
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--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Twenty-Eight<br />
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Photo by Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-2204943919083705482013-05-23T19:32:00.002-07:002013-05-23T19:32:14.933-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO #23 "I looked down at the seal. She turned and dove under the water, only the ripples on the water showing that she'd ever been there."<br />
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--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter nineteen<br />
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Photo by Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-66157747561827472182013-05-20T15:04:00.000-07:002013-05-20T15:04:07.528-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 21"I paused to watch the winter waves against the breakwater..."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Nineteen<br />
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Photo by Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-61048687426226873002013-05-12T10:29:00.003-07:002013-05-12T10:29:42.887-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 20<br />
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Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-84085200564533970922013-05-12T10:25:00.000-07:002013-05-12T10:25:52.527-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 19<br />
"I followed the path through the center of the commune..."<br />
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Photo by Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-59017078529412908502013-05-08T10:21:00.001-07:002013-05-08T10:21:01.617-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 18"There were signs of campfires, blackened logs, the odd beer can and cigarette butt..."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Eighteen<br />
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Photo by Poppy PhotographyChevy Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03765669191223358966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4715549518085646195.post-8318011927190424382013-05-07T10:13:00.002-07:002013-05-07T10:14:24.053-07:00ALWAYS WATCHING PHOTO # 17"It was in bad shape, one of the walls had collapsed, the roof tumbling to the ground, ferns and trees growing up through the old stalls, every railing coated with a damp green moss. The closer I got, the more my throat tightened. And by the time I reached it, my stomach was rolling with nausea."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Eighteen<br />
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The pictures that inspired what happens in Chapter Eighteen are some of my favorites, so I have a bit more than the other chapters. I hope you love the Canadian scenery as much as I do!<br />
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"Even with my windows closed, the river was loud, full from winter runoff."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Eighteen<br />
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"When we were young and our parents took us to Mason's Beach to swim, I'd been terrified, thinking the weeds touching my legs were ghostly arms reaching up from below."<br />
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--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Seventeen<br />
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"After I paid for my gas, I parked my car in front of the small yellow building..."<br />
--ALWAYS WATCHING, Chapter Seventeen<br />
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