Here are extracts from Susan's writing

This much I’ll give you,
there are times when the warmth of
a hug, the small arms encircling me,
can take the chill from the weary bones.

And there are moments,
when some mispronounced
or misplaced words
drag out an actual laugh
from deep within this dried out body.

And there can be times
when a good deed or a card of thanks,
a smile, the touch of a young hand...
So sweet, caring, unconditional love,
brings momentary peace.

Those are the reasons I survive
But...then tell me...
If I give you all of these
will you grant me the forgiveness
that I need to stay alive?

There are many of us that knew Susan and counted her a very dear friend. We
miss you Huggy. We think about you often. With all the tragedy in your life, you were always willing to listen to your friends problems. Your light still shines beautiful friend through Cash and Blake. 

Always in our hearts!

SUSAN ELIZABETH BOOK EXCERPTS
(Three titles)

Girls of the Dream Club
excerpt from the novel
by Susan Elizabeth

Tonight, he decided, she would be privy to a full dose of Max Pierce, a major performance of his techniques, a thrill ride on the roller coaster of his pride and joy, a journey of the best and most forgettable kind. Sex extraordinaire with he as the master of ceremonies. When he put his mind (what there was of it) and his body, that came, (let us pardon the pun) in large proportions and with great gusto to it’s maximum, it was, bar none, the best, longest-lasting and most exciting ride ever -- or so the legend lived on and prospered in his personal psyche.

Now, Claudia had her own totally different idea in mind for the evening. Glancing hungrily at Max’s finely featured face and well-built body tucked ever so neatly into his Georgio Armani tuxedo, her thoughts drifted down the corridors of her own fantasies. She could ease her pain by making Max pay for Nik's transgressions. She would provoke him, entice him, torture him beyond his own, as bizarre as they might previously have been, dreams.

Eyes burned deeply into the others as each recognized familiar traits in their opponent. Max made the first move, leaning across Claudia’s chair, closing in on her personal space and whispering a trivial secret in her ear, allowing him to blow a light, male-scented breath across her cheek. He felt he had scored a point and smiled.

Claudia smiled directly into his smoldering eyes, letting him know she was no stranger to this game. She had honed the art of seduction until it was a razor sharp weapon at her control. A smooth, sweet, soft laughter slid gently from her sensual lips, one that was meant only for his ears. She placed her hand lightly, intimately on his thigh, the warm sensual pads of her long fingers stroking him, moving upward slowly, ever so slowly, taking her own time as she sought for the area that already stirred, already tried to reach out to her, already pulsing in its need to be touched.

Max’s body responded unwillingly to her caress. Embarrassed by its uncontrollable and noticeable bulge, he found himself pulling back slightly, damning his penis for betraying him and making him loose ground too early in the game. He began to wonder if he was in too deep, if he had found in Claudia not a conquest but a conqueror.

Ahhh, Claudia thought, enjoying herself to the max with Max. It was great to be young and beautiful and successful and powerful! Tonight would be a fun night. A wonderfully fun night.

Visions
excerpt from the short story
by Susan Elizabeth

In all her years of channeling the dead, Maggie had never lost control like this. She was without power over the stronger spirit of the young girl who had taken over her body. Maggie fought for control, but her mouth could not stop the voice as it called out across the studio audience to her parents.

Maggie’s arm twitched as it slowly rose, a finger outstretched, pointing to a man in the back row.