Welcome to the coast of nowhere...
Welcome to the coast of nowhere...
Joey Stevens never expected to be stuck back in her tiny hometown, a mudflat island best known for its clam farming and rampant gossip.
But after an orange juice-heiress slash movie star swoops in to renovate a ruined mansion, and the owner of the local newspaper winds up dead, Joey gets sucked into the story.
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About the book
Reluctant small-town reporter Joey Stevens never expected to be stuck back in her tiny hometown of Squirrel Key, a mudflat island off the coast of nowhere best known for clam farming and rampant gossip.
But after an orange juice-heiress-slash-movie star swoops in to renovate a ruined mansion and the owner of the local newspaper winds up dead, Joey gets sucked into the story.
Following clues that lead her to a bottom-feeding fraudster, an illegal bookie, and a booby-trapped lighthouse, Joey emerges with a mysterious gold Rolex and several truths: Charlie’s death wasn’t an accident, and she might have the hots for Eva Iversen.
Can the former mayor’s daughter navigate dodgy characters, bootlegger tunnels, and a billionaire Jerry Hall look-alike to get the scoop and maybe uncover her own place in the process?
Mudflat Mayhem is a quirky, queer small-town mystery/thriller that might just make you laugh––the first in a very squirrelly series.
About me
Rae Wilson
In my twenties, I answered an ad for a job at a community newspaper in my hometown and, much like Joey Stevens, I stumbled into a career.
I’ve been a community reporter, a managing editor, and a freelance writer and editor in Florida for more than 20 years.
I live in St. Pete with my brilliant engineer wife and our bossy rescue Frenchie.
When the weather is nice, we kayak.
When it’s not, we talk about it.
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“You know, if this were a little New England village, no one would question it. People do that all the time. They make Hallmark movies out of stories like this.”
– Eva Iversen
“On a scale of one to Full Monty, how persuaded do you think he’d be by sexual favors?”