Month: January 2018
Important for Indie Authors
Ah…Poetry..soothes the soul
Taken By The Wind
All those yesterdays
Taken by the wind
The relentless, unceasing wind
Of passing days
They slip through my fingers
Even as I struggle,
My fists clenched with nothing but air
Yet, there is a-stillness
In my mind
A gathering place
That no wind can breach
For all my yesterdays
And my tomorrows,
There, for safekeeping.
Mystery and Romance
The Stone Arch Secret by K.D. Dowdall is a mystery-thriller that engages the reader from the first page to the last.
With the untimely death of her dear cousin, Dax, Lily travels back to her childhood home, a place that continues to haunt her dreams. Lily grew up in the beautiful farming community of Salmon Brook, Connecticut. But during one Indian summer when she and her young cousin Dax trekked through the woods, something horrible happened. Something so traumatic it caused Dax to fall into a coma from which he never awakened. Lily recovered, but had no memory of the incident, yet she is haunted by half remember dreams that wake her with a pounding heart and terrible fears.
After Dax’s funeral, Lily encounters the town’s handsome librarian, Noah, a boy she remembers from her school days. They are instantly attracted to each other, but Noah has secrets of his own. Lily, an anthropologist, uses her time there to try to uncover what happened during that idyllic summer. The deeper her investigation goes strange things begin to happen. Lily soon finds herself caught up in secrets and lies and a danger she can’t begin to fathom.
Noah and Lily pool their resources to uncover the evil that permeates the town and in doing so, find a deep connection to each other that leads to a romance neither saw coming.
The Stone Arch Secret is an exciting and beautifully written novel filled with historical details and a mystery of evil so terrifying it chills the heart.
I highly recommend this novel. It’s a must read!
Your First Page by Peter Selgin
By Peter Selgin on Jane Friedman site: I read them all the time. Stories where scenes disappear before my eyes, where the point of view is as slippery as a greased tadpole, where authors play hard to get with vital statistics: stories that should be memoirs, and memoirs that should have been stories, not to mention […]