Lindy is a funny gal!  I enjoy her banter and I enjoy her spirit!  I am very thankful for her NERD GIRL FANDOM!!!  I hope you all enjoy  this weeks Indy Author Talk with our very FUNNY LINDY SPENCER!

Indy Author Talk

*knock*knock* Anyone here? Sweet!! An unmanned blog! I love it when they get sidetracked and forget to lock up! 

Hi, my name is Lindy Spencer, and I’m a Stalker. Wait, that’s not right. One of the short stories in my anthology, Between the Devil and the Darkness, is about a stalker. That’s what I meant. No, really, it is… :) I don’t always say it right the first time!

Since we’re on the topic, I want to talk a little bit about stalkers. They’re everywhere, you know. Have you ever taken an hour and relaxed on a park bench, content to watch the world go by? Have you seen the people who meander past, seemingly oblivious to everyone and everything around them? Then there’s the guy with the baseball cap, or the woman wearing workout gear, wearing sunglasses and not paying attention to anything else except the oblivious person who walked past several seconds ago? Think back… if it wasn’t you on the bench, watching, were you the oblivious one or, perhaps, the baseball cap wearing gentleman? Stalkers can be anyone, anywhere, anytime. 

My stalker short story, The Watcher, is about a lady who knows something’s wrong, but can’t get herself righted for long enough to figure out what the problem is, or more importantly, how to fix it. I’ve been in that kind of situation before, but luckily not in the particular one she finds herself in. That would be freaky!

Oops, that sounds like the door. I’ve got to run. Let me drop off this excerpt for you before I go; take a peek, and if you like what you see, you can read the full story – along with nine others – in Between the Devil and the Darkness. Talk to you soon!!

Excerpt from ‘The Watcher’
I leaned my head out the door and glanced up and down the street at the neighbors’ houses to see if anyone else had witnessed the little man. Though it was normally busy with people leaving for to work at this time of the morning, there wasn’t anyone around today. Of course not, it’s Saturday. As I closed the door and flipped the lock, a wave of nausea swept over me and I leaned back against the door. The room shimmered again, a golden light flickering from nowhere and everywhere at once.
Stars swam before my eyes as my living room pulsed and shimmied. What had moments ago been a room with yellow walls and a welcoming feel was now cold, drab, and grey, overrun with stacks of newspapers, magazines, moldy take-out containers and random shoes lying around. The ashtray on the coffee table was overflowing with butts and ashes. A lit cigarette languished on the edge as if its smoker would be back any second. A burst of flickering lights and a rush of heat closed in on me from all sides. I closed my eyes and bent over, certain I was about to pass out. Taking slow, deep breaths seemed to push the nausea back. I stood still for a moment, making sure I wasn’t going to throw up.
After what seemed like an hour, but was probably more like a minute or two, the episode passed and I felt I could open my eyes without a repeat performance. Putting a hand to my head, I checked for a temperature; none that I could feel, though my skin was clammy. Guess I was closer to passing out than I thought. What WAS all of that? How depressing, and why would I see an ashtray? I don’t smoke…
I shook it off. The scent from the flowers permeated the room. I picked them up and took them with me to the kitchen to freshen up their water before I moved them to their new home on the dining room table. When I set the vase in the sink, I felt another prick. “Ouch!” Yanking my hand back, I saw the spider as he launched off of my thumb and touched down in the sink. He scurried away in an attempt to escape the inevitable. I reached for the water sprayer and just as I pressed the button to let loose a stream of water, the spider looked up at me and I saw his face—it was the face of the flower man, his same little crooked smile and piercing eyes, this time filled with what I could only imagine was remorse. With a swish of the water, I washed him down the drain.
The nausea returned with a vengeance. I dropped the water sprayer and grabbed the edge of the counter to keep myself from falling as a wave of heat and pain splashed across me. I sunk to the floor, both arms wrapped around my stomach, and instinctively curled into a ball. What the hell?

Author Bio

Lindy Spencer currently lives in Oklahoma with Amazing Husband and Super Smart Dog. She has been killing people legally since 2012, and doesn’t see it stopping any time soon. When she’s not writing she’s probably reading, riding motorcycles, or shooting things with a Canon.
She likes to keep in touch with her fans, and can be found on Facebook. Come by, say hello. She’d love to hear from you.

Author Q&A


Q. When and why did you begin writing? What inspired you to write your first book?

Back in 2010 I began writing what would become my first published novel, The Boomerang Effect. The idea germinated from a question my overactive imagination asked one day, and things sort of took off from there.

Q. What book(s) / author(s) have influenced your life and writing?

Lisa Gardner’s books and her writing style has influenced me, as has J.D. Robb (Nora Roberts for you romance readers out there). I enjoy the way both of these ladies are able to bring a story to life in 3-D, and I hope my writing comes across the way theirs do. Oh, and Janet Evanovich. She’s a hoot, and her writing appears effortless.

Q. Tell us about your characters and how they came to be? Have they been in your head for a long time?

My characters were ‘born’ as they became necessary in my stories. Between those in my full-length novels and the plethora included among my short stories, they’ve all invented themselves. Sometimes I don’t see them standing there until they walk down the street and insert themselves into whatever is going on at the time. If they’ve always been with me, I’m unaware; they have, however, been with me since the day they made it from pen to paper, and it’s getting a little bit crowded up in my head!


Q. What motivates you to write?

The stories themselves. They want out, and they circle until I give in. Seriously, I want to entertain people, and I feel I’m doing that with my stories. Other peoples’ enjoyment is my reason for publishing – my own enjoyment is my reason for writing them in the first place.



Q. What is the hardest part of writing?

Finding the time to make it happen. Or could be the blinking cursor. Wait, maybe it’s the editing after the first draft comes back from ‘She-who-holds-a-red-pen.’ Who am I kidding… it’s all difficult, but the end result is so worth it!

Q. Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?

I’ve learned that once people realize they enjoy what’s in your head, they ask for more. That isn’t a bad thing, not by a long shot. I’ve also learned that I have a lot more to learn.


Q. Where do you get your ideas?

Most often they come to me while I’m doing other things that can’t be stopped to write. Taking a shower, driving down the road, or catching a snippet of conversation as I pass by strangers. Ideas are all around. They just like to show themselves when I’m busy.


Q. What does your family think of your writing?

Amazing Husband is happy I’m on his side, with the way some of my stories turn out. My children are excited for me, and my aunt is my biggest cheerleader. They’re all very supportive, and I’m a lucky girl to have them all in my corner.

Q. What is the best advice you would give to inspiring authors?

Don’t quit. It won’t be easy, but you’ll never know the sense of accomplishment unless you power on through the hard parts. Keep going, you’ll get better with each draft of each story. All first drafts need work.


Q. What book(s) are you reading now?

Days Gone Bad by Eric Asher. I’m quite entertained and recommend it for an easy paranormal read.


Author Links


Twitter: @_Lindy_Spencer


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  • Michelle Mauer

    Ok, now you gave me a complex. lol! Really enjoyed the peek :)

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