Saying goodbye to memories is more difficult the older we get.
Christoph Fischer’s review of Genteel Secrets
is a book I cannot wait to get my teeth into. For close followers of my blog the wonderfully talented Sarah / S.R. Mallery won’t be a stranger at all. I sang her praise on numerous occasions and interviewed her as well.
The new book is no exception to her string of excellent literary offerings.
Here are some excerpts and details for the new book:
What do a well-bred Southern Belle and a Northern working class Pinkerton detective have in common? Espionage . . . and romance. At the start of the U.S. Civil War, while young men begin dying on American battlefields and slavery is headed toward its end, behind the scenes, female undercover work and Pinkerton intelligence are alive and well. But in the end, can this unlikely Romeo and Juliet couple’s love survive, or will they be just another casualty of…
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A wonderful review about a great read! Genteel Secrets by SR Mallery
- Title: Genteel Secrets
- Author: S. R. Mallery
- File Size: 4027 KB
- Print Length: 118 Pages
- Publication Date: November 27, 2016
- Sold By: Amazon Digital Services LLC
- Language: English
- ASIN: B01MTU6KNE
- Formats: Paperback and Kindle
- Genres: Historical Romance, Victorian, Military
In the Author’s Words:
“What do a well-bred Southern Belle and a Northern working class Pinkerton detective have in common? Espionage . . . And romance. At the start of the U.S. Civil War, while young men begin dying on American battlefields and slavery is headed toward its end, behind the scenes, female undercover work and Pinkerton intelligence are alive and well. But in the end, can this unlikely Romeo and Juliet couple’s love survive, or will they be just another casualty of war?”
Anytime S. R. Mallery releases a new book is a great day for the enthusiasts who follow her historical romances. So, you can imagine my…
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The Donut Shop Murder A Greektown Story Novella Originally, The Case of the Coffee Shop Murder, I wanted to revisit the dynamic between Jill and Albert, Detroit homicide detective partners, without the complication of their complicated families. I mention them, but only in passing. Also, the action takes place before The Greeks of Beaubien Street. …
Source: The Donut Shop Murder on Amazon!
The Luck of the Weissensteiners is among my favorite (the word feels wrong,) about the holocaust.
Here is my guest blog, published at Helen Hollick’s https://ofhistoryandkings.blogspot.co.uk/2016/10/was-surviving-wwii-luck-for-some.html
Was surviving WWII Luck for some?
my Tuesday Talk Guest, Christoph Fischer
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The first review for Mademoiselle … I’m humbled, truly. All I can say is my experiences when my husband, Jim went to Vietnam helped me to flesh out the story. Here are two pictures of him on the flight line in Phu Cat in 1971. The Review Imagine the plight of a mother in raising …
Source: “Life is Truly Amazing”
In 1970, my parents bought 110 acres of land, about a quarter marsh land, in what was then a small town, less than an expressway stop on the road between Detroit and Grand Rapids. I don’t know how they found it except I vaguely remember my uncle’s name mentioned. He flew his own plane in those days and he might have taken my dad up to look at the land from the air.
What I remember most about it, after they had two ponds dug, long before they built their new home, was the excitement of them going to the conservation office and picking up a thousand trees. By that time, Jim and I were living in the ramshackle farmhouse with our two children while he went to college on the GI bill post Vietnam. We waited for my parents to return with a semi-truck of pine trees, our sleeve rolled up to help unload.
Instead, they had a bag of scallion sized seedlings. I still remember my mom and dad laughing about it. But they got their spades out and started to dig. Over the years, we watched the trees grow, the gentleness my father used clearing dead leaves away from them each spring so when he cut the walking path through the woods, he wouldn’t mow them down.
After my parents were gone forty years later, the trees towered majestically over their beautiful house. Go here for more about their house.
So when we bought a house sight unseen three years ago, it was with a combination of joy and terror when I discovered it came with a dying avocado grove.
I can’t really explain the feeling I had when I saw it; but it was more worry and anxiety about the trees well-being. I am, after all, my father’s daughter. The irrigation system had been vandalized; every part of it either ripped out, bashed in, cut, so I started to water it with a hose I dragged three hundred feet from the house. Then my wonderful husband found someone to put drip irrigation in so I wouldn’t have to put so much physical effort in to it. The psychic effort, however, was ongoing.
When we left to spend the summer back east, I was worried sick about the grove. Our kind neighbors kept an eye on the house, and we had hired grove sitters who made sure the irrigation was working properly. We returned the following fall to this!
All my effort had paid off; the pruning, the water, the feeding. We still didn’t have any fruit, but the trees looked great. A local grove owner even stopped by the house to compliment us, saying the trees hadn’t looked so good in a long time. But there was one caveat. “They’re old trees,” he said. “They probably won’t bear again.” Ugh.
I was determined. We watered for two more years, this in a time of drought. Let me preface it by saying San Diego County is still issuing swimming pool permits, so watering a grove felt ethical to me.
Reality hit when we returned to California this fall. We passed groves coming home which looked awful, lots of brown leaves and dead branches. The heat of the summer had taken its toll on even the best cared for groves. What would be in store for our grove?
The first thing we did was walk the grove after pulling into the driveway. My heart plunged. Shaking my head, I could see Jim watching me out of the corner of his eye. He put his arm around my shoulders. “Maybe I little more water?” It was clear the farmer had been correct. There wasn’t one fruit on the trees, and they were all half dead. It felt like I was torturing the trees. I thought about my dad, how with everything on their farm; animals and plants alike, if they were suffering, they had to go. And I wasn’t going to watch them die. I would have them removed.
I felt three years of effort was enough. Once I made up my mind, it couldn’t happen fast enough. We found someone local who does tree work. They came out and looked, and three days later, the trees were gone.
The orchard was in front of that power pole. I was worried I’d be upset, but I have to say, it was a relief. Everything living has a cycle.
I read a poem by Robert Frost last night, The Sound of Trees.The last stanzas resonate.
Sometimes when I watch trees sway,
From the window or the door.
I shall set forth for somewhere,
I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.
I shall have less to say,
But I shall be gone.
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Article by Author Toby Neal, on Self Publishing Advice:
Whatever you feel about Amazon, they are cutting-edge as a company, and one of the most innovative programs they’ve come up with in publishing is Kindle Worlds. According to Nick Loeffler with Amazon, “Kindle Worlds is the first commercial publishing platform to enable any writer to publish fan fiction based on a range of original stories and characters while earning royalties for doing so, and sell them in the Kindle Store. Until the launch of Kindle Worlds, selling stories based on copyright-protected material had been difficult.”
Not to mention, illegal!
Kindle Worlds has changed all that, by contracting with authors and other writers to legalize use of characters in a “World,” and providing parameters within which other writers can play. All benefit from this—writers get to entertain through known settings with their own stories, and readers get more of the characters…
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