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Madley News

Hi Everyone!!
Thanks so much for visiting my site. Words will never be able to express how much I appreciate everyone that read my books, and/or has left a review.


I have several new books in the works!! My main goal is finishing Callie and Ben's story. I am about 30,000 words in and love writing their story. Would you like a sneak peek of their story?


Here are a few paragraphs from page one of Beautifully ???

(Title Coming Soon)




Excerpt from Beautifully WIP  By Trisha Madley

(Callie - Age 17)


There’s that no-good son-of-a-bitch. He thinks he can walk away from me after that! Tammy Jenkins of all the lousy girls to pick for tonight's…festivities. He told me, “Baby, you’re my girl. I want to see you in that sexy prom dress just so I can take it off.” Now the no-good scoundrel is steaming up his Dodge pickup truck’s window and rocking the whole damn thing.


Why on earth would he pick my best friend, no strike that ex-best friend to fool around with?


“Think Callie Rae, what would Grandma Jean do in this situation?” I ask of no-one else in the cab of my F-150. I could call her, but then she’d know my prom date left me to go screw the pooch. I’m a big girl, I can figure this out.


I sit for a few seconds, and the brilliant idea pops into my head, like a ray of sunshine peeking out from behind a tree. I lower my hand, till it meets the baseball bat under the bench of my seat. Sweet justice. Opening the door, I let myself out and casually meander on over to the lifted red piece of shit truck holding the very bane of my existence.


It’s showtime and I’ll start with a tail light. I lift the wooden bat that I’ve used many times as a child. Like the time, Jake, my brother, and his best friend, Ben, tried to play a joke on me. They told me that the bat would only hit baseballs and not softballs.  Well, I’m about to crack up this truck with my non-softball baseball bat.


I step up to the truck, aim at the bright red light, Crack. Damn, that felt good. I rear back and take a second to decide where the next shot might be when the big oaf jumps out from the cab. His pants aren’t even zipped, his belt is dangling down. Jeez.


About Trisha Madley

I love to write about a damsel in distress, low confidence, and a distorted self-image.

"Why? Isn't that old-fashioned?"

Well...yes it is, but I love to yank the damsel out of her comfort zone, make her free from herself and other's expectations. I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I love writing them.

Thank you to all of you who have purchased and reviewed, Safer With You, Fearless With You, and now - Beautifully Restored. I will never be able to express what each review means to me. 


I live in a small town in Pennsylvania with my husband, two amazing daughters, and two dogs. I spend my time writing, editing, reading, and graphic designing. 

Love Always and Enjoy, 

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