The other day I was meeting with a book club, and a woman asked me, "How do you write oh-sh** moments? You know what I mean. When a character suddenly realizes everything is about to hit the fan. I responded that, "It helps if you've lived through thousands of them." I know, because I have.
Bam, bam, bam came the knock at Phoebe's door, reverberating through her modest home like angry thunder. The pounding burst a cache of happy memories that could have lasted well past her afternoon coffee.