Guest Blog by Lori Sjoberg - A Day in the Life of David Anderson - February 7, 2013

Please welcome Lori Sjoberg to The Qwillery as part of the 2013 Debut Author Challenge Guest Blogs.  Grave Intentions was published on January 3, 2013. You may read an Interview with Lori here and my review of Grave Intentions here.

A Day in the Life of David Anderson

Being a reaper is a tough job. The pay isn’t bad, but the hours are long and the benefits are pretty lousy. Just ask David Anderson, Grim Reaper and hero of Grave Intentions. As you can see, he’s a busy guy…

4:30 – There’s something inherently wrong with the alarm clock going off before the sun breaks over the horizon.

4:35 – Kick the armrest of the couch until my trainee, Adam, shows signs of life. Then I’m off to walk the mutt while the kid takes a shower.

4:55 – Stop at Dunkin’ Donuts for much needed coffee.

6:10 – First reap of the day alongside I-4 at the Orange Blossom Trail exit. Truck versus motorcycle. No helmet at a high rate of speed. Trust me when I say you don’t want to know the rest of the details.

7:00 – Breakfast. Well, breakfast for me. Adam doesn’t have much of an appetite at the moment.

8:00 – Drive Adam back to the apartment so he can catch some shut eye. Since we don’t have another termination scheduled until later in the afternoon, I’m off to hit the gym and run a few errands.

12:20 – Back home. Adam’s still passed out on the couch, so I take advantage of the quiet time to work on next week’s assignments. Looks like another busy week for everybody.

2:00 – Adam’s finally awake. And hungry. Good thing I went grocery shopping or he might have gnawed on the remote control.

2:45 – On the road again. This time we’re driving out to Daytona International Airport.

4:20 – Why people insist on not using safety equipment is beyond me. Especially when they’re working on large aircraft. It’s going to take a lot of Clorox to bleach those stains off the tarmac.

6:30 – The job at the airport made Adam green around the gills. Not that I blame the kid. One of these days, he’ll get used to the daily grind of death and dismemberment.

8:15 – After dinner, I leave Adam at the bar while I handle some issues with another reaper. Hopefully, the kid won’t be too buzzed when I get back.

10:00 – Shit, he’s wasted, which means he’s no use to me for the rest of the evening.

11:00 – Drive Adam to the apartment and pour him on the couch. The stupid mutt’s chewed the toilet paper off the roll again, so I’ll have to clean that up and take him for a walk before I leave for the final reap of the day.

11:10 – Time to head out. The brunette who lives across the hall left her blinds open again. I see her walk past her window as I start up my car. She’s pretty. Who am I kidding? She’s beautiful. Too bad I can’t afford those types of emotions. And yet I can’t turn my gaze away until she finally closes the blinds. Oh well. Better get to work…





About Grave Intentions

Grave Intentions
Grave Intentions 1
eKensington, January 3, 2013
eBook, 96,100 words

He’s handsome, reliable, and punctual—the perfect gentleman when you want him to be. But this dream man is Death’s best agent—and now he’s got more than his soul to lose…

One act of mercy before dying was all it took to turn soldier David Anderson into a reaper—an immortal who guides souls-of-untimely-death into the afterlife. But the closer he gets to atoning for his mortal sin and finally escaping merciless Fate, the more he feels his own humanity slipping away for good. Until he encounters Sarah Griffith. This skeptical scientist can’t be influenced by his powers—even though she has an unsuspected talent for sensing the dead. And her honesty and irreverent sense of humor reignite his reason for living—and a passion he can’t afford to feel. Now Fate has summoned David to make a devastating last harvest. And he’ll break every hellishly-strict netherworld rule to save Sarah…and gamble on a choice even an immortal can’t win.

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About Lori

Growing up the youngest of three girls, Lori never had control of the remote. (Not that she’s bitter about that. Really. Okay, maybe a little, but it’s not like she’s scarred for life or anything.) That meant a steady diet of science fiction and fantasy. Star Trek, Star Wars, Twilight Zone, Outer Limits – you name it, she watched it. It fed her imagination, and that came in handy when the hormones kicked in and she needed a creative excuse for being out past curfew.
After graduating from the University of Central Florida, Lori spent over a decade working in the fun-filled worlds of retail management, financial planning, and insurance. The writing bug bit a few years later. After completing her first manuscript, she joined the Romance Writers of America and Central Florida Romance Writers. Now she exercises the analytical half of her brain at work, and the creative half writing paranormal romance. When she’s not doing either one of those, she’s usually spending time with her husband and children of the four-legged variety.

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