Newest Novel in Progress…


Would you read this book?

Charlotte Barlow suspected something was a little off when her quiet reserved cousin kissed her when she was just sixteen years old. The kiss unnerved her. Nevertheless, she lived a relatively normal life among the humans. Charlotte a practicing witch from the ancient order of Time Walkers, hid her talents and powers from everyone she knew. When Charlotte is injured in a drunk driving accident, she realizes that her life had been a lie from the very beginning. It wasn’t until she bumped into the devilishly wild fallen being, who called himself by his human name, Scott Petrois, that her life and family history finally began to make sense. 

Scott proved to be a force that Charlotte was not capable of resisting. Charlotte soon learned that Scott had taken an oath and that oath could destroy her. Despite Scott’s creepy ways and murderous tendencies, Charlotte finds herself falling for the dishonored creature. Only fate will decided whether she kills or protects him.

One night, a powerful warlock appears before Charlotte and warns her of a darkness within Scott. The enchanter gives Charlotte the pure silver sword – the only weapon that can defeat against a wild spiritual creature. Will Charlotte find it in herself to kill the only soul who has ever made her feel truly complete? 

You have just read a synopsis of my current work in progress. What do you think?

Don’t get to attached to the cover. It is just a mock up.



Red String Fairytale


“An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet,
regardless of time, place, or circumstance.
The thread may stretch or tangle,
but it will never break.”
– an ancient Chinese belief

Once upon a time, there was a boy who saw an old man. The old man was the wisdom keeper of his village. The old man said that there was a red string that connected people who were meant to be. Tied from wrist or ankle of the destined souls. It is invisible unless the two people are standing close together. The thread will tangle and stretch across the world but will not break. The naive boy said that he was never getting married and would never fall in love. The old man took the boy to a small village close by and pointed towards a girl whom the boy was destined to be with. The old man then pointed to the boy’s wrist and to the girl’s. In the glimmer of the sun a small thin red string sparkled like rare rubies tied to his right wrist and her left. The boy became angry and threw a rock at the poor girl. She ran away.

A few years later, the boy was going to be arranged in marriage as was the custom of his village. The night before the marriage, he asked to see the face of the woman who was to be his bride. She lifted a veil that was covering her face. He saw that she was beautiful and fell instantly in love with her. She smiled and turned away. She was hiding something. He reached for her face and gently caressed her cheek. She then revealed that she had a scar on her face because a rock hit her when she was a girl.

He was distraught and sorry. She looked  at him and said, “I forgive you for the hurt you gave me. I forgive you for the scar. You are my fate, my history and my future. I love you”

and the lived happily ever after.

New Species


I have discovered a new species of human. Well, not new you some of you but new to me. This species is skillful in creating it’s own environments due to its unlimited imaginations. This life form is social in the environments it has created with rules and guidelines. Others join the creator in this world and add their own elements to the creativity. A social creation of life, as it were. This being is also very talented at bantering within the social group. They use various dice, books, and other tools to create the world they operate in with cunning and problem solving. This creature is called a Gamer.

I am like Jane Goodall observing her primates to learn their habits and way of life as I sit and observe my new friends as they play a role playing game that has some thing to do with Star Wars. They create within rules of the game designer, characters that are as well thought out as any character in a novel or movie script. They roll dice to decide different actions. The dice are not normal with dots on each side. They are triangles, diamonds and squares with numbers, symbols and dots.

These gamers are a different breed of storyteller. They spin tales as they maneuver in the environment that they designed. They are in a sense writers. I am amazed at all the aspects of the games that they have to remember. I see some note taking and consulting of manuals, but for the most part they have to keep in their head what is happening on many levels.

I plan to learn more about the strange species of human since I have befriended them and they have accepted me into the group as an observer. I see that this relationship could be a mutual beneficial one. For me, I can collect plenty of writing fodder. For them, I am a willing creator of yummy sustenance and the go getter of beer.

This could be a fun adventure. I will keep you posted with dispatches from the field.


The Rook by Daniel O’Malley

As a librarian my ears perk up when I hear a person say, “I loved that book.” I especially pay close attention when that person is a fellow librarian. The Rook is one of those books. I heard rumblings from the librarians about it that morphed into praises. I decided to check it out, literally. I checked out the book on cd.

The story hit me as a cross between Men in Black and Ghostbusters.  A woman wakes up in a garden, surrounded by several men in latex gloves, and with no memory of who she is or how she got there. Fortunately, Myfanwy (rhymes with “Tiffany”) Thomas left her future self letters. Myfanwy discovers that she is a Rook of the Checquy, a secret society who takes care of supernatural threats to Britain. The only problem is that someone  out to kill her.

I do not want to give any of this thrill ride way, so I will just say that if you like fantasy, thrillers you will like The Rook. If you like fantasy, thrillers, creepy horror with a strong female lead, you will love it.

Chose the Wrong Guy, Gave Him the Wrong Finger by Beth Harbison

I chose this book simply for the title. It seemed funny and something to lighten the mood from all the serious books I have been reading lately. The story was cute and true to life in a lot of ways. The protagonist Quinn had a rough time getting over a betrayal of her boyfriend, Burke. An enjoyable romance with plenty of swoons and humor throughout. I loved Quinn’s gay best friend, Glenn, who runs the specialty wine and cheese shop next door to Quinn’s dress shop. Glenn is the voice of reason throughout the story.

I was disappointed at the ending. It was a bit anticlimactic. After all of Quinn’s agonizing, crying and pining over lost love she slips easily into a new relationship. I expected more of a build up to the end and a less predictable outcome.

I wasn’t blown away by this book, but it was a good Sunday afternoon read. If you are bored and need something to pass the time this book will do, but it reads like a bad Hallmark movie.

Searching for Grace Kelly by Michael Callahan

Michael Callahan’s novel Searching for Grace Kelly is set at New York’s Barbizon Hotel for women in 1955. The story revolves around three young women who become friends.  Debutante Laura Dixon is spending a month in the city as a “guest editor” for “Mademoiselle” magazine and is dreaming of being a writer. Laura’s roommate is Dolores Hickey, known as Dolly. Dolly is studying at Katie Gibbs Secretarial School and working a  as a typist in a small publishing house. British redhead Vivian Windsor works as a cigarette girl and is a singer waiting for her big break.

The story follows them through a summer of jobs, dates, parties, scandals and drama. Just what you would expect in a hotel full of young women. It is like Sex in the City 1955’s style.

The story reminds me of Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar and is written just as glamorously with just as much crazy. I think that is why I enjoyed this book so much. I was reading it and didn’t realize that the author was a man. It is amazing to me the perspicacity on how young women think that came from a male author. He must have done loads of research and spoke to several older women who were in their twenties in 1955 to get the insight. It also has a Gatsby feel to it as well.

Overall a well written story that is completely engaging and brilliant. I can see it as a movie maybe directed by John Madden. I am going to keep an eye out for this author’s next release.

Truth or Death: Act One: A Prequel Novella (Bitter Ashes Book 1) by Sara C. Roethle

I agreed to review this novella for a fellow blogger/writer. At first I thought it would not be something I would enjoy, but I was surprised.  Overall I liked the story. It reminds me of other YA titles I have read recently, but has a certain kick that was unexpected.

I get that this book is a prequel and as a preview of a story it is sufficient. As a novella the story is interesting but could benefit greatly from an editor. There were a couple of places that didn’t mesh with other. ( heart not beating then a few lines later the heart is beating) Roethle’s style is a bit unpolished, but with a bit of work would be amazing.  There were some witty parts that had me laughing. Some scenes were gory and gross. I was eating a ham sandwich and didn’t barf. I don’t know if that says more about the book or more about me. I kept hearing an old writing professor in my head say, “Don’t tell me what happens show me!”  This book would be better with more show and less tell.

With that said, I am hooked and plan to read the rest of the story. It was captivating enough that I can look over the writing quirks and take pleasure in reading it.