The Hook

The hook is on my mind as I enter Dublin Roasters in Frederick, and no, I’m not talking about the arm of a pirate. I’m referring to the bomb dropped right on time at the end of Chapter 3 in a romance novel. This weapon of word choice is meant to grab the reader’s attention and hit them where it counts—swallowing up their attention. I’ve been there, unable to put a book down and there’s … Continue reading