Jill S. Behe
Jill is the eldest of four children born to Christian parents in East Central Pennsylvania. It took a while, but the rebel within finally broke free. After shocking family and friends by enlisting in the US Army, then marrying--not much of a shock--birthing three sons, and getting divorced--again not much of a shock--she's now settling in, back in the great State of PA ... until the next adventure.
Jill began writing nonsense stories for her siblings and friends while in grade school, probably from the time she learned cursive. Her writing has improved. (A good thing.) With time, maturity and persistence, she continues to hone her craft in a variety of genres ... and at the urgent butt-kicking of her friends.
During the thirty-odd years she was 'away from home,' she never lost her love of creating prose. It was only a few years ago, she met another writer, and accepted an invitation to join a writing group. Not only did she make many new friends, she also learned more about the craft, and how to market her work.
To date, the Rebel has three novels, a novelette, and over a hundred and fifty short and flash fiction stories in her arsenal of completed works, with more on the table to finish.
Currently, she's working on a sequel to Mossy Creek.
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Dog Days: A Maggie Mercer Mystery Book 3
by Jill S. Behe
Searing daytime temperatures, steamy sticky nights, thunderstorms every few days, a temporary relocation due to major renovations of the police station, a murder, and a stalker-still at large-determined to undermine Maggie's sanity, are only a few of the reasons the tension is mounting. Grab yourself some sweet tea, have a seat here by the fan, and I'll fill you in.
Freezer Burn: A Maggie Mercer Mystery Book 2
by Jill S. Behe
Mossy Creek is in the midst of a bone-chilling winter. Even then, crime doesn’t take a vacation. If the temperatures don’t rise to the plus side of zero soon, the citizens will be suffering from Freezer Burn. It’s cold outside, y’all. Come on over here. Warm yourselves by the fire while I’ll fill you in.
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