Hello! I’m Mary Ann Poll. I am the author of the four-part Iconoclast Thriller series. I am also an avid reader and researcher, especially if the topic is the supernatural.
The Iconoclast series was born through a series of outlines, writings, and musings. In fact, when I started writing, I thought my genre was going to be mysteries. But, that was not the case. I was so sure it was mysteries, I created Kat Tovslosky to be the one to solve the murders.
Not even my publisher knows that before Ravens Cove was an idea, I began a novel entitled, A Study of Evil. It was to be a true murder mystery with little to no supernatural undertones. The only similarity between A Study of Evil and what I eventually published is the main character, Kat.
For fun, and only for your eyes, here is a scene from that never finished and never to be published manuscript:
A lone, autumn leaf drifted to the ground from the Willow outside Kat’s window. Fall had arrived. The mountains were dressed in autumn’s hues of rusts, cranberry, and golds. Within weeks winter would descend on its frozen steed of snow, galloping across the next six months, leaving below zero temperatures and darkness in its wake. Kat let herself savor the deceptive security her warm, snug apartment offered against the outside world.
Alaska’s beauty and violence are never so visible as in the winter. Its beauty is never more than a glance away. Kat felt more than saw the grandeur of Alaska’s beauty every time she beheld the Chugach mountains awash in the brilliant pink palette of a winter’s sunset or the frost that fell like a glittering snow after the freeze fog lifted its veil.
But Kat had always looked just as forward to winter’s implied threat as its breathtaking landscape. She was never more alive than when her physical or mental senses were challenged. In winter, a trip to the neighborhood grocer was enough to get the adrenaline pumping. The yearly ritual of driving in Anchorage’s first snow brought the survival instinct out in the seasoned residents. The majority of Anchorage drivers acquire amnesia from year to year; they forget that driving on ice and snow is really different than driving on dry roads. Just getting to the intended destination without an accident requires an alert yet calm mindset and the ability to divine another driver’s move. Kat saw this as a big chess game, whoever captures the king of destination without incident wins.
Alaska’s weather had an even darker side. It had cost many lives. Once or twice in a year, these tragedies were reported. Kat herself had lost her first love to a hiking accident caused by the dramatic weather changes that occur in Alaska’s mountains. Even in a large city like Anchorage that prides itself on all the modern conveniences, people die from exposure. A lot of times it was the homeless, who could not or did not take advantage of the shelters provided to protect them. No matter how it happened, it was always a harsh reminder of nature’s cruelty .
Yes, Kat understood death caused by nature. It was non-discretionary and impersonal in its act, a violence that was usually a result of mankind’s own witlessness. It was the unnatural act of man’s violence against man Kat could not fathom.
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Until next time,
