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Smorgasbord Reblog – Review by Paul Andruss – What’s In a Name- Volume One Ebook – FREE 11th – 13th August
Great news!
You are all accustomed to Paul Andruss and his ability to take a tale, myth, legend and deconstruct it and put back together again so that we look at it with a new perspective.
Paul also does this with book reviews and I am honoured to have received three of them over recent months. Apart from my absolute gratitude to all who review my books, I also love seeing my writing through my the eyes of my readers.
Paul has just read my story collection What’s in a Name – Volume One and has posted a review on his blog.
I hope that you will head over and read all the review which is a story in itself… and then you will find a FREE offer for the book at the end of this post.
I always feel sad reaching the end of a Sally Cronin book.
It is not…
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The Afternoon Video – The first time I saw your face..
This made me feel so good.
This video of dogs meeting kittens for the first time brought back memories.
This Sam and his babies
Laugh Your Way With the Best Guilt Joke of the Day
‘What are these for? You only bring me flowers when you’ve done something good.’
‘Son, your mother and I don’t even recognize you anymore. You’ve become some sort of twisted animal.’
Dear Darling Son and That Person You Married,
I hope you are well. Please don’t worry about me. I’m just fine considering I can’t breathe or eat. The important thing is that you have a nice holiday, thousands of miles away from your ailing mother. I’ve sent along my last ten dollars in this card, which I hope you’ll spend on my beautiful grandchildren, who I never see. God knows their mother never buys them anything nice. They look anemic in their pictures, poor, thin babies.
Thank you so much for the birthday flowers, dear boy. I put them in the freezer so they’ll stay fresh for my grave. I know I’ll need them any day. Which reminds me — we…
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Smorgasbord Book Promotion – Air Your Reviews – Noelle Granger and Eloise de Sousa — Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life
The first author with a recent review is N.A. Granger with her book Death by Pumpkin (A Rhe Brewster Mystery Book Three). About the book At the annual Pumpkin Festival in the coastal town of Pequod, Maine, Rhe Brewster, an ER nurse and Police Department consultant, responds to screams at the site of the Pumpkin […]
Crazy Charlsie Part 12
Geneva was tearful as she bade goodbye to Birdie. Birdie had been with her forty years, since the day her own mother, Ella, had brought her to work with her at Geneva’s house. Ella’s healthwas failing and she had wanted to see Birdie settled before she died. Birdie cooked, cleaned, and helped Miss Geneva raise children, living in till she married and started her own family. In turn, she’d brought her own daughter to help Geneva out with the girls during their mother’s illness. Her Josie had married Bobby, one of Geneva’s farm workers and was raising her family on Genva’s farm, so he families were deeply interconnected. Birdie grieved, knowing the life they shared was ending, even though she’d see Geneva had on visits to her daughter and grandchildren at the farm. Birdie had three children and a husband at his me, so she was staying on to take care of whomever Charles found to lease Geneva’s house, though Geneva gave her a handsome check and references should she decide to move on. The women had spent more time and shared more of life than most people ever do. Birdie held her tears till Charles’s car drove out of sight, then wept her loss.
Geneva took her last look at her home and the town she’d known so long, and felt a brief, but possibly the most important part of her life was starting. She prayed God would give her the time and wisdom to guide Charley into his new life. Ginny was one of life’s fortunate s who saw joy in every day. Charles’s black Lincoln was piled high with the family’s belongings. Robert and Bessie met them at the car to welcome them home. Their grandchildren ran to get hugs and peppermints from Geneva. While the men carried bags in, Bessie put fresh coffee and tea cakes out on the bright oil-cloth covered kitchen table. “Miss Geneva, I got you a pitcher of hot water and some fresh towels in your room. I aired all your house dresses if you want to slip one on, ” Bessie said. “I got lemonade here for you young’uns.”
“Thank you, Bessie. I believe I will freshen up. Ginny, can you come brush my hair and powder my back?” Geneva asked.
In about ten minutes, the two were back. Geneva smelling of Cashmere Bouquet Talc. “It’s so good to be back home. Makes me wonder how I could ever stay away.”
“It’s so good to have you back, and me and Bessie are sure proud to be stay in’ in the house with you. Them wild chillun’ was ’bout to wear us out. That little ol’ house was Justin’ tighter and tighter.” Robert said. ” I love ’em, but they sho wears me out.”
“You ain’t gone off far enough to do no good. You know they gonna follow you right over here, don’t you?” Bessie reminded him.
“It’s good to be home.” Geneva said.
Crazy Charlsie Part 11
Grandmother Geneva’s heart was failing. “How much longer do I have, Charles? I’d like to go back to Cousin Jean’s farm to spend what time I have left.”
Charles’s heart was breaking dreading Geneva’s loss, but he didn’t insult her by covering the truth. “Maybe three months to a year, but you’ll need someone with you. You don’t need to be alone.”
“I’ve already talked to Robert and Bessie. They’ve agreed to move in with me. Their youngest son and his wife and three babies live in the house with them and it’s bursting at the seams. Robert and Bessie would like to turn the farm over to them and take it a little easier. They’d love to stay on after I’m gone and keep the place up for Charley. Of course, hat’s Charley’s decision.” She still had a hard time saying him when referring to Charley.
“We’d all miss you, but I know you love that place. Robert and Bessie will take good care of you. We’ll be out to see about you every few days.” Charles told her. “They can do anything I’d do.”
“Then it’s settled. I’d like to go out as soon as you can take me. I’ll call Robert and Bessie to get ready,” she said. “and Charles, I’d like Charley and Ginny to spend as much time as possible with me. School let out yesterday.”
“I thought you might want that. I’ll let Cora know the plan. Would you like to go tomorrow? I’ll get all your medications refilled and instructions for Bessie,” said Charles.
“Another thing, Charles. You’ve grieved long enough for Ellen. You might think about marrying your lady friend. You’ve been seeing her long enough.” Geneva smiled at him m.
“Miss Geneva, we are fine the way we are. She doesn’t want to complicate her life any more than I want to complicate mine, but I appreciate your blessing. Ellen was all the wife I’ll ever need. You and Cora have picked up and helped my family so much. You’ll never know how much that means.” Tears came to his eyes.
“Charles, you are the best son a mother could want, even though Ellen picked you for me.”
“You couldn’t have been better to me if you’d carried me,” answered Charles. “We are fortunate to be family.”
Mean Girl at the Pearly Gates
Brenda was a mean girl. We were thrown together because we were all Sunday School together. She was snooty but tolerated me the best she could in Sunday School because I was preferable to Mary Bragg, an overweight girl who constantly complained other girls were “talking” about her. We usually weren’t, because we’d already done that and moved on. I guess I was a mean girl wanna be.
At any rate, Though Brenda could tolerate me at Sunday School, it was a different story at school. Sometimes I tried to buddy up to her, only to be rebuffed when a real friend came along. The thing about Brenda was, she was mad about horses. I had a horse. From time to time, her yearning to ride a horse got the best of her and she’d ask to come ride my horse. I was would have played with a rattlesnake if…
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