07.16.2019

Has He Ever Lied To You?

Hello everyone!

Need a summer book? Here’s a quick excerpt from my latest book The Man She Married…

 

Chapter One

 

He had lied.

He lied about his past, he lied about where he was from, and he lied about what he’d done before I met him.

All of it.

“What isn’t a lie, Zack?” I heard my voice pitch straight up, a screech and an accusation in one.

“Natalie, I—” He closed his eyes for a second, his face pale.

“Answer the question!” I slammed my hands down on the granite island in our kitchen. It hurt, but I didn’t even wince. The coffee machine gurgled. It gurgles every morning. The gurgling is usually comforting. Today it sounded as if it were choking which was exactly how I felt. “Answer it!”

He ran a hand over his eyes, his expression exhausted but determined. So determined. “What I told you from the time I lived in Alaska is all true.”

“And before that?” I had had enough lies already in my life; they had stalked my childhood, and I didn’t need any from him.

“What I told you about my life before Alaska is not true.”

“Is your real name Zack? Zack Shelton?”

His jaw tightened. “No.”

I hit the granite countertop again. I couldn’t believe this. My husband of five years, whom I had made love to, in the bath, last night, whom I had also made love to during halftime of the football game, was not named Zack.

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07.16.2019

Gardening With Eve

Well, happy day.

The ARCS of my new book, All About Evie, arrived.

So I stacked them up in my garden because I am a bit odd and I spent A LOT of time in my garden writing that book, on computer and in journals, and when I was sick of writing or editing and thinking that I should become a trapeze artist or a lion tamer instead of a writer, at least I was around flowers.

Out October 29th. Premonitions and DNA tests. What can go wrong?

Amazon, less that 10 bucks.

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07.09.2019

Felix The Raccoon And Other Wildlife Issues

A QUICK UPDATE ON FELIX THE RACCOON.

I have a raccoon.

He is not a pet.

He lurks outside my home in suburbia wearing his bandit mask and a little smile. He wants to come inside. He wants to warm his bones by the fire. He wants to eat our cat food. He wants to hang out. I don’t want him in the house. I don’t want to hang out with him.

I am all for wildlife, but having a raccoon sprawled out on my couch eating my cookies is taking it too far.

I named the raccoon, Felix, a good boy’s name, even though Innocent Husband said I should not name wild animals.

Then came a problem: Felix disappeared. I thought he had become a coyote’s dinner. Yes, in the middle of suburbia we have raccoons and gangs of raucous, partying coyotes. But no. Felix returned.

Felix returned with three baby raccoons, one of whom scratched my screen door because, like her mother, she wanted in. She wanted to sit by our fire, warm her bones, eat our cat food, etc.

Felix is not a boy. Felix is a mother. I have renamed her. Her name is now Felix-Anita. The babies are Elizabeth, Isabella, and Estelle. Innocent Husband says I should not name the baby raccoons.

The raccoon saga continues.

As you can see, KC The Cat, age 17, clearly does not want raccoons in front of her fireplace.

She votes no.

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07.09.2019

Eight Sweet Bucks

Hello all,

My latest book, The Man She Married, is on sale for less than eight bucks, on kindle, on Amazon.

This book is part fiction, part thriller, and part epic love story. If you read it, I so hope you like it.

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07.09.2019

A Writer Needs Her Flowers

Sometimes you just need to go outside and take photos of flowers and breathe.

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07.04.2019

Happy Fourth of July!

Wishing all of you the happiest Fourth of July!

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06.11.2019

Reading, Writing, Gardening

I love to read, write, and garden.

Thought you might like to see a few photos of my garden…

Have a lovely day.

 

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06.10.2019

All About Evie…

October 29th…

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06.03.2019

Find The Raccoon

Let’s play find the raccoon. I was sitting at the kitchen table, minding my own business, trying to figure out how to get Rebel Dancing Daughter to bake me some no-calorie chocolate chip cookies, and I heard a scratching sound. Helloooo Felix. See him?

(Innocent Husband says I should not name animals that we are going to have trapped and taken back out to a forest…)

 

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05.13.2019

My Argument With Felix The Raccoon Continues

My argument with Felix, The Raccoon Who Wants To Live In Our House, continues.

Last night I went to pull the outdoor lights and Felix greeted me from the top of our trellis with a raccoon-like smile. I do not like being beneath raccoons who can leap onto my face. It makes me nervous.

I skedaddled back inside and lickety-split closed the sliding glass door. Felix dropped down from the trellis and peered into our family room, longing to come inside and warm up by the fire, sleep in a cat bed, and get free food. I

told him to go away and he looked back at me sadly, beseechingly. (I love that word, ‘beseechingly.’) No, Felix, you may not live with us.

This is a photo of another raccoon stand-in for Felix, as I never want to be close enough to Felix to take a real photo.

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