“What’s for breakfast?” my son asks. He’s visiting from California thanks to a Boston business trip.
“Malevolent . Ensorcell. Palatable.”
Sean watches me pour the words into my cereal bowl. “Are you adding milk to that?” he wonders out loud.
“I like my words dry,” I respond.
My sophisticated adult son sits down with a thud. The look in his gray-green eyes changes from amusement to concern in seconds. Continue reading
From If I Ran The Zoo, © 1950, Dr. Seuss
As he drones on and on about the meteorological reasons the clouds are forming heavy and dark above our heads, I smile secretly.
In high school, the nerdy boys – the ones who wore thick glasses and crewcuts and got all A’s in science, math, and astronomy – congregated around me.
I was horrified. Continue reading
I’m still on a “head-heal” as I recover from a concussion, but I was a guest author last Tuesday on The Write Stuff, in which author/blogger Marcia Meara highlights a wonderful review by Annika Perry of my novel The Right Wrong Man. Hope you hop over and see what she has to say!
This afternoon, our guest is Pam Wight, who is sharing a lovely review of her novel The Right Wrong Man. I’m sure you’re going to enjoy reading this one, and thanks so much for sharing it throughout your social media links.
REVIEW:
5.0 out of 5 Stars: A Gripping Romantic Thriller
By Annika on February 16, 2018
Wow!! The Right Wrong Man is a rollercoaster of a novel and manages to combine my two favourite genres into one book! The genteel calm beginning lulled me into a false sense of security before the tension and drama quickly escalated into a thriller interwoven with romance.
At the centre of the story is Meredith, a feisty woman torn between two men. The juxtaposition of the title hooked me before I’d even started to read the book. Is the right man wrong for Meredith or is the wrong man right for her? Many…
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What do you do when you’re told to do nothing?
That’s been my dilemma this past week after a distracted driver (ie, texting) plowed into me and my guy as we headed to Delaware to visit my mom.
We never made it. Damage to car and persons was better than expected, except I got a concussion.
I won’t go into the discomfort and the fear as my body showed me in many ways that I had to stop, which I didn’t do until I finally visited my doctor, who set forth a five-day-rule: Continue reading
A long long time ago, in a land now distant and far removed, girls vied to be finalists in their communities.
Finalists in what, you ask? Continue reading
