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I’ve devoured books since childhood when I saved my allowance for the next Nancy Drew. Even then I expected Nancy and Ned to do more kissing than crime solving, but, alas, that wasn’t to be. Moving on to historicals, more mysteries, and romances where I learned things, the puzzle got solved, and happy endings for the characters. One of the best things with on-going series is getting to check back with those characters. The HEA is great, but I want to know what comes next.
My favorite school assignment was making up a story. As you might guess, the written word is important to me. So is creativity. Besides writing mine has included baking, cake decorating, crochet, knitting, gardening, scrapbooking, and most recently, quilting. I’ve learned this creativity bent comes naturally from my mother’s side of the family. Many of whom I’ve come to know and love while living in Maine the past two years. We’ve traced our roots back over three hundred years.
Life is an adventure. For me, part of the adventure is seeing my grandchildren flourish, and, as always, the next creation: grown, sewn, or written.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Danielle tried, unsuccessfully, to suck in a breath as pain radiated from head to toe. Had she died? Should being dead hurt this much?
A not-so-gentle nudge to her ribs had her pulling in that desperately needed breath.
Had Bethanell come back and hit her? “Get out,” she mumbled.
“Ye lazy lout! I’ve no time for you to be napping. There’s work to be done.” A sharper nudge followed the words.
“Ow! Please…stop.” She raised a hand to her aching and confused head only to find the hat had fallen over her face. No wonder the world turned black. She pushed the hat off and blinked her eyes, trying to focus on the face above hers. “Wh-who are you?”
“Your master.”
“My what?” she shrieked and sat up, then grabbed her head as the room spun again.
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