Laurie Engle Writer

Bad weather. Forced isolation. Bored, brilliant minds trapped indoors.�In 1816, a villa above Lake Geneva became the accidental birthplace of Frankenstein.
No plan. No outline. Just a sleepless night and a terrifying vision that refused to let go.�Proof that some stories aren’t written. They happen to you.
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There’s a place on Cape Cod where time disappears.
The dune shacks aren’t about comfort.�They’re about listening to wind, to silence, and the stories places keep.
If you like mysteries rooted in real life, you’ll like what I’m writing next.