So, here I am again. I have been trying to hide from a world which I find increasingly horrifying. It is so difficult to continue to believe in the good of humankind sometimes but this negative talk is not what this post or site is supposed to be about.
One of the reasons I’ve not been on line is that my computer, poor old thing, is dying a slow and painful death. I do need a new one but that’s highly unlikely in the near future, so I have to ride out the glitches and hope I don’t lose anyone along the way. Speaking about losing people, I have just unsubscribed to a multitude of emails, most of which I did NOT subscribe to anyway. What the hell! I thought my junk setting was supposed to prevent all this stuff from getting through. Some of it is disgusting, or trying to make me feel fat, or stupid or both. all of this is to say, I might have gone overboard and deleted even things I want so if you have been unfollowed or unsubscribed to I will find you again. Please excuse me in the meantime.
Synopses – difficult little beggars aren’t they? I have recently written one for a novel of Percy Rose’s which is being entered in a competition. It’s too late to change it now as I’ve already sent it in because the deadline is very close and I’m not sure how long my little machine is going to co-operate. Here it is below. Please let me know if having read it you would want to read the actual novel…I’m nervous…here goes!
The alluring Jenny Chesterton, who by her own account has lived a very ordinary life in suburban Brisbane, is in a mental institution’s locked ward. She swears she is innocent of the murder of not one but two police officers, Inspector Blackmore and the young detective sent to question her about his death.
Doctor Alec Bashem, expert police psychiatrist, is tasked with deciding if she is sane enough to stand trial for the murders; how and why she killed and whether there have been other kills she is responsible for.
Jenny is an expert manipulator and taunts Bashem with her sexuality and his perceived inadequacies. She draws him in with her tricks and deliberately breaks down the Doctor-Patient relationship. Alec knows he should resist her wiles but the sight of her, the smell of her, the touch of her hand, the glimpses of her bare thighs, the brush of her breast on his arm and the unspoken promise of physical delight all overcome his stoic rectitude. Her power and his weakness drive him to distraction.
As they aren’t making much headway in their interviews, Alec suggests she write her thoughts down in the form of letters to him. In her writings and during the interviews the story of her murderous activities are told, then denied. He discovers there is the possibility of a manuscript or diary written by her mother, Ruth Chesterton, where she claims to be a serial killer par excellence. Serial killers are Alec’s fascination and he is desperate to read the MSS and will do and say whatever it takes to get hold of it.
Jenny continues to taunt him undermining the façade he has built up to protect himself from a cruel world where one’s looks often determine one’s worth. He can resist no longer despite her scorn of his physical attributes eroding his self-confidence. He hates her for the power she comes to have over him and knows he must end it.
Alec is under more and more pressure by Chief Inspector Brett Collier and his new sidekick Detective James Blackmore Addison to get some answers fast, before the woman’s lawyer brother arrives back from London. Did she or did she not murder the two policemen? Is she sane enough to stand trial?
Forced to comply, Alec arranges extra sessions to find the answers.
The unthinkable happens and Jenny suicides.
Where does that leave their investigations? Is Alec right that the police (and himself) are culpable for her death, or is there more to it than that?