Whirlwind
Author's Note: This story is the sequel to "A Run For Their Money and Coming to terms."
Chapter One
Running was the word Kate Beckett would use to describe her job at the moment. She couldn't believe Black Pawn Publishing wanted her to write a short novel called "Whirlwind" about all of the running she'd been doing throughout her life.
Running as in wanting to escape from a criminal. Running from her feelings. Running for her life, as in the life-and-death situation that happened recently with Seth and Susan.
When Kate had received the e-mail from Gina Griffin a week ago, she couldn't believe it. But the woman was completely serious—even forwarding a preliminary payment as added incentive, as well as the promise of promotional advertisements to accompany the book deal.
It didn't hurt that two of her baby journals were on the top-fifty list of internet websites for new children's literature: she was really proud of all the hard work she'd put into them. Her writing talent had surprised her husband, noted author Richard Castle; Alexis; Martha; and quite a few others.
Her father knew she had the talent, if only she would have done something about it years ago. But the murder of her mother had consumed her for years, and only strengthened her resolve within the police force. That was, of course, until she'd met Richard Castle, and her life was changed forever.
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Still feeling in awe from the offer when she arrived home from the precinct, Kate decided a hot shower would help inspire her. She was alone right now; her husband having taken their son for a ride in the Mercedes.
After the offer she had received from Gina, Kate needed this time to relax. If she did decide to go for it, she'd have to catch random moments like this to write. It would be similar to her husband's authorial situation: doing his best work late at night, away from the chaos of the day.
As the hot water sprayed down upon her, she wondered what his reaction to the news would be. Would he be jealous or overjoyed with the idea?
One thing was certain: she would have to watch what she wrote regarding past cases she had worked on. Confidentiality and/or getting signed releases would be most important. Another thing to ask her husband about.
Daydreaming about what it would be like to be a famous author, a comical random thought crossed her mind: Whom would she autograph the first volume for? She thought of Castle's early writing career, when women would ask him to sign their chests. Would someone go so far as to ask her to sign a part of their anatomy? And what would her reaction be?
She'd have to stop thinking of these scenarios, or she'd never get through with her shower.