10.22.2019

For People Who Love Books, Cake, And Tea

DO YOU LIKE BOOKS, CAKE, AND TEA?

Seven more days and my new book, ALL ABOUT EVIE, will be out and running about on bookshelves…Well, maybe not RUNNING.

Set on Orcas Island in the San Juan Islands, Evie Lindsay owns a bookstore called Evie’s Books, Cakes, and Teas. She has had premonitions her whole life. In one of those premonitions, a premonition that has stalked her, scared her for decades, she dies. Maybe. Probably. Could be. Definitely someone dies.

On the other hand there is Marco, the veteran and the veterinarian, whom she loves but cannot be with, and her mother and aunts who always wear flowered hats and sometimes dance on bars and lead raucous sing-a-longs.

I so hope you like it. It’s less than ten dollars on Amazon kindle.
Happy reading to all.

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10.20.2019

Mother Nature Is Rockin’ It

Pink leaves.

Yes, pink.

Mother Nature really rocks it.

 

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10.20.2019

All About Evie…10 Days To Go

Hello everyone,

My new book, All About Evie, is out in ten days!

Yikes. I’m crossing my fingers!

Here’s a REALLY short summary: Premonitions and a DNA test. What could go wrong?

And a little LONGER summary: As a child, Evie Lindsay was unnerved by her premonitions. As an adult, they have become a simple fact of life—sometimes disruptive but also inescapable, much like her quirky, loveable family.  Evie’s mother, Poppy, and her aunts, Camellia and Iris, are well known on San Orcanita island for their free-spirited ways and elaborately decorated hats.

Their floral shop and Evie’s bookstore draw streams of visitors all summer long. This season promises to be extra busy: Evie’s sister, Jules, is getting married on the island.

As Jules plans her unconventional wedding, she arranges to do a DNA test with her mother, sister, and aunts, to see how much accepted lore about their heritage holds true. The results blow apart everything Evie has grown up believing about herself and her family.

Spurred on by the revelations, Evie uncovers the real story of her past. But beyond her feelings of shock and betrayal, there are unexpected opportunities—to come to terms with a gift that has sometimes felt like a curse, to understand the secrets that surrounded her childhood, and to embrace the surprising new life that is waiting for her . . .

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NCPSX2X/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1

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10.20.2019

(This sounds odd!) The Man She Married Is On Sale For $2.99

Hello everyone,

Need a cheap fall book?

The Man She Married is on sale for less than three buckeroos.

Natalie Shelton is married to a man named Zack.
She loves him dearly.
He lied to her about who he was and where he was from.
Now his lies have caught up to them.

Not as grim as it sounds, I promise you.

There are funny scenes, too, like the Naked Bike Ride through the streets of Portland. (Yes, we really do have this ride here.)

Wishing you a happy fall.

 

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10.13.2019

Can’t Write? Grab A Hedge Trimmer

Oh, yeah.

This is how a burned out writer spends her time.

If you can’t write, get out a hedge trimmer and go crazy in your garden.

Six full yard debris bins (thanks to all the neighbors!) and two bags full of garden junk later, and I feel a little more peaceful.

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10.08.2019

Goodreads Giveaway All About Evie

Hello everyone,

Goodreads is currently hosting a giveaway for my new book “All About Evie.”

36 books.

Click on the link to enter and good luck.

https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/298399-all-about-evie

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10.07.2019

Want To Read A Chapter From All About Evie?

DNA tests and premonitions. What can go wrong?

Here’s a chapter from my new book, All About Evie, out October 29th…

I can’t always see the future, but now and then, curse it all, I can.

It’s been a plague my whole life.

I started having premonitions as a kid. I would see the future for someone. Sometimes it was scary, or bad, and sometimes it was wonderful. It led to a whole lot of mental distress and trying to save people, or choosing not to save people, and committing minor crimes along the way, like breaking and entering, trespassing, small robberies, destruction of property, hiding things people owned like their car keys so they couldn’t drive, one time locking my favorite librarian up in her home so she wouldn’t get hit by a train, things of that nature.

All of my tiny criminal acts or legal interventions have been to slow someone down so that the premonition will pass them by. So many times in life an accident hits that if you waited one minute, one, it would have shot past you. I try to make that minute happen. All the crimes were necessary. I don’t regret any of them. I knew what was going to happen to those people—innocent people, often friends, people I loved and cared about—if I didn’t.

That’s the curse of having premonitions: You know what’s upcoming for people.

You may have to become a criminal momentarily to save them.

But I have had one premonition off and on my whole life, starting when I was about five years old.

In that premonition there are two women, one of them me, and one of us dies. I don’t know if it’s me or the other woman who heads up the golden staircase to heaven. I have not been able to figure this out, which is strange.

My endings for my other premonitions are all quite clear, but there’s a fuzziness here, as if the premonition doesn’t even know precisely who is dead at the end of it.

I don’t know who the other woman is. I don’t know how old I’ll be. I don’t know when it will happen. What I do know is that I’m driving on a road, wide enough for only one car, alongside a mountain on my right. On my left side is a steep cliff. The ocean is in the distance, peeking through the pine trees, and there’s a whole bunch of orange poppies. I see the oncoming car, and we both swerve, and crash.

Sometimes one car shoots over the cliff, sometimes both cars. Sometimes there’s an earsplitting explosion, crackling flames and black smoke bubbling up from the bottom of the cliff, sometimes not. Sometimes we’re sandwiched together, teetering over the cliff, up and down, sometimes not. It’s blurry, this premonition. Like rain is blurring the full photo, but there is no rain.

It’s troubling to know that a car crash, on a cliff, may kill me.

Or it may not.

Other than the premonitions? I am utterly, completely normal.

Which means that I’m one hot mess.

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NCPSX2X/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1

Powell’s Books: https://www.powells.com/book/all-about-evie-9781496709851

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10.07.2019

Gardening, Peace, Books

I love fall.

I love sitting out in my garden and reading, or thinking, or eating chocolate chip cookies, as I take healthy nutrition very seriously.

I hope you have a peaceful week.

 

 

 

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09.29.2019

Nine Dollars And 99 Pennies

My new book, All About Evie.

Nine dollars and 99 pennies.

Out on October 29th.

For women who like to read about sisters, mothers, and aunts who wear flowery hats and hide terrible secrets.

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09.21.2019

Counting It Down To All About Evie

Well, I’m counting it down. Less than six weeks before my new book, All About Evie, is out.

Evie owns a book store in the San Juan Islands.

Evie has a little house, right on the ocean, on property her family has owned for generations.

Evie’s grandmother jumped off a cliff, and her mother and aunts always wear flowered hats.

She also has premonitions.

I so hope you like it.

Powells: https://www.powells.com/book/all-about-evie-9781496709851

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NCPSX2X/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1

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