The blurb for my upcoming novella, Long Memory.
20 Mar 2011 7 Comments
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Who makes memory?
Beth Wilson has been caring for Nonie Bennetti for years. She can see the end looming, but she doesn’t expect it to arrive in the form of Nonie’s grandson.
James is visiting his grandmother to hide from the publicity of a massive real estate scandal he revealed. While he’s there, his mother decides it’s a good time to audit Beth’s handling of Nonie’s finances. James wants to audit something else about Beth, but his mother is relentless. He’s not hanging around anyway.
But Beth, and the small town his grandmother lives in, have a lot of appeal. Maybe it’s
time to stop moving around and start making some memories.
Content Warning: Meddling mothers, medical emergencies, and Little League games
Coming in May from Lyrical Press
Welcome to Weaver’s Circle
09 Feb 2011 4 Comments
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Weaver’s Circle is a little township in middle America with a diner, a library, a grocery store and two churches. Why does it have two churches? Because the little town I grew up in and based Weaver’s Circle on had two churches. I never attended either one though I did go to Girl Scouts in one of them. Not that Weaver’s Circle is a mirror of the town I grew up in. What fun would that be?
The town of Weaver’s Circle isn’t all nice neighbors competing for ribbons in the county fair either. First of all, they have a summer festival, thankyouverymuch. Pretty much the whole town participates and it’s what puts them on the map. They have a winter festival too, but that’s generally just to give the locals a reason to get together in the dead of winter. The summer festival is organized and run by three volunteers, Elaine Hammersmith, Lily Walker and Beth Wilson. All three teach at the local school. Elaine teaches high school English and everyone is pretty sure she’s a lesbian because no one has ever seen her with a man. She’s such a good girl. Always has been. Beth Wilson is one of the The Wilson’s, but she’s proving people can escape their bad families. (Unlike her cousin Jeff whose wife is still walking into doorknobs. Too bad she won’t let anybody do anything about it. You know Sheriff Daniel would love to catch him a dark alley in an unofficial capacity one night. If Weaver’s Circle had any dark alleys.) Lily just moved here five years ago and she seems nice enough, but nobody really knows her that well. George Kline is head over heels about her, too bad she doesn’t realize it and he’s too shy to say anything. They’re nice girls, those three.
And did you hear about Lucy Kelly? She was always a bit strange, but she’s done so well for herself writing those travel articles. Such a shame. Hope she’s alright. Where is Myanmar anyway? Don’t know why anybody would want to go that far from home in the first place. Hope Old Mrs. Benetti is alright too. She’s just about gone, isn’t she? Can’t remember her own face. Good for her that Beth was here to take care of her because you know her own daughter won’t come home and her grandson is mixed up in that real estate thing in Atlanta. Not really mixed up. He’s the one who turned the man in. He might not know how to take care of family, but at least he’s honest.
The first book in the Weaver’s Circle series, Secrets Everybody Knows, is available now from Lyrical Press.
Oh the Agony!
22 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
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Lately I’ve been struggling with my current WIP, the third Weaver’s Circle novella. Actually, I haven’t been struggling, I’ve been procrastinating which for me is a sure sign that there’s a problem.
In Secrets Everybody Knows, Sue’s father has a heart attack and her brother Johnny comes home to bail out the family business. Johnny thinks he needs to prove himself to be seen with the girl he loved and left town to protect years ago so he starts trying to make things right starting with his family. Sue, realizing what he’s doing, says that she wishes someone would change the world for her.
This story was meant to be someone changing the world for Sue, but the further I got into my brilliant idea, the more I realized I hadn’t left enough one on one time for Sue and her hero, but I couldn’t figure a way around it.
Well, I’ve figured a way around it and it means pretty much starting from scratch. Boo.
Still, Weaver’s Circle beckons and somebody has to change the world for Sue because every time I read that line it brought tears to my eyes.
