It Happens In A Book

Here is the third installment of the book I am working on, Always and Forever. Again, if you want to remember what was happening last or if you missed the first two parts, you can find each piece of the story under the label Always and Forever in the left sidebar.   Instead, I focused my attention on a rack of modest business suits. Simple, with no frills, they’d get the job done without spending too much. “I like this one.” I motioned for Tara, who was distracted by the section of shoes, to come over. “What do you think?” “It looks very… sensible.” Her tone claimed that was a bad thing. “Good, because that’s what I wanted.” I picked out a light gray one. “Are you ready to go?” “That can’t be it. You need more than one suit of clothes.” Tara was flabbergasted.  “Why? I can only wear one at a time.” “But-” she sighed. “If you don’t pick out at least two more, I’ll do it for you.” I complied after that threat-like statement and found a navy blue skirt-blouse combo and a pea...

  The Love Note by Joanna Davidson Politano      Focused on a career in medicine and not on romance, Willa Duvall is thrown slightly off course during the summer of 1865 when she discovers a never-opened love letter in a crack of her old writing desk. Compelled to find the passionate soul who penned it and the person who never received it, she takes a job as a nurse at the seaside estate of Crestwicke Manor.      Everyone at Crestwicke has feelings--mostly negative ones--about the man who wrote the letter, but he seems to have disappeared. With plenty of enticing clues but few answers, Willa's search becomes even more complicated when she misplaces the letter and it passes from person to person in the house, each finding a thrilling or disheartening message in its words.  So while I didn't find any "special" place to read this week besides the living room couch, I was able to finish this amazing book. If I were to rate this book out of five stars,...

Here's another part of Always and Forever! If you want to re-read last week's section, I labeled it under "Always and Forever," where you can find all of my story posts on the left sidebar. Now to the story... :) I wandered around the kitchen until I knew the general location of what I would need, then found my way back to the front. “Feel good back there?” “Yes, ma’am.” I smiled. “We open in five minutes.” Leanne leaned her back against the long front counter. Her long black hair fell in braids over her shoulder but loose wisps of hair clung to her tight jawline. The girl, maybe mid-twenties, was sturdy, to say the least. Her height was shocking for a girl, but she made up for it in the gentle curves that rounded out her edges. She was not fat or pudgy, not at all. Simply big-boned and well built. But her smile was warm and welcoming. “So where ya from, Cassidy? Can I call you Cassie?” “Of course. I’ve lived here in New York all my life. It's the only home I know...

 Throughout October, my mom and I started a challenge to post our "October Views" each day. So, for November, we thought of starting another challenge because the first one was so fun! For November, we are going to see how many different places we can find time to read. It may at the library, at a new coffee shop, a fun park, anything like that. So, to start off, last weekend we visited the Innkeeper coffee shop in Galesburg, IL. The coffee is AWESOME (especially the Raspberry Mocha Latte!!), and it has the perfect "coffee shop feeling." :) And of course, I would love to see the different places YOU can find time to read. Drop a picture in the comments of a new or long-time favorite reading spot! 

 As promised in my welcome post, I am planning on posting a part of a story that I am currently writing. Since I am writing it as I share it with you, I will not set a specific day I post it nor a specific amount... In other words, you get what you get when you get it. :) That also means that I'm not exactly sure what the plot will end up being because I am writing what pops in my head. However, I do know that this is a story, starting right before WW2, about a girl who grew up alone on the streets of New York. She quickly learned to not trust anybody, but, with the help of an old (and a new) friend, she learns what family really is. Anyway, without further ado, the first section of my story that is tentatively titled Always and Forever. New York, May 1938 I hurried out the door, slipping the strap of my messenger bag over my shoulder. The first day of my new job and I was running late. A great start so far. I picked up my pace, swerving around the crowds of people who were most li...