October 21, 2015

Wednesday Writing Wisdom (30) Harper Lee




“Any writer worth his salt writes to please himself... It's a self-exploratory operation that is endless. An exorcism of not necessarily his demon, but of his divine discontent.”



Harper Lee
28 April 1926
Curious facts about




Lee, who suffered a stroke in 2007, has ongoing health issues that include hearing loss, limited vision and problems with her short-term memory. All this made some wonder whether the author truly wanted to publish Go Set a Watchman, as for years she'd been happy without putting out another book.





Lee may have become a multimillionaire thanks to Mockingbird, but the money didn’t change her lifestyle. She had a modest apartment in New York City, and got around by bus while in town. When she returned to her hometown of Monroeville, Alabama (traveling by train), Lee lived in a one-story ranch house with her sister Alice. Clothes shopping there was usually done at Walmart or a Vanity Fair outlet; Lee traveled to the laundromat in the next town when she needed something clean to wear.



In the years following To Kill a Mockingbird's release, a rumor began that Lee's longtime friend Truman Capote was the true mind behind the novel. After all, Capote was a successful author who'd written Breakfast at Tiffany's (1958) and In Cold Blood (1966), while Lee didn't publish another book after Mockingbird (until now).

October 15, 2015

Guest Promo (CX) Paranormal Romance Thursday


Please welcome the wonderful author, Penny Estelle. Her book, 

                                                 Dugan’s Creek,

 is a must read. I’m definitely looking forward to this story. 



Blurb

A devastated Heather Stone is driving eight hundred miles to cry on her sister’s shoulder, after her boyfriend of three years has dumped her. 



He needed space!  Our sex life is boring!  You need to find the passion that’s been lost!


“Well, screw you!” she yells, just as her overheated car, pings, coughs, and shudders to a stop on a deserted road by the Arizona eastern border.  Could anymore happen to her?  She grabs her purse and starts walking.  The sign Dugan’s Creek, leads her to an oasis of lush foliage and rushing water to cool off her blistered feet.

The sun starts to set and Heather is thinking this might not have been the smartest move.  Moving shadows and night sounds from the brush lets Heather know she isn’t alone at Dugan’s Creek.

 Buy Link: Amazon 
Excerpt
         “Space?” Heather asked slowly.
         “Look…” Steve stopped, running his hand through his hair.  “Yea - space.”
         “No, please,” Heather said, folding her arms across her chest, “continue with what you were going to say.”
         Steve plopped down on the Ethan Alan black leather, no-armed straight back chair. “It’s us, Heather.  We’ve been together for more than three years and…and, well it’s just not fun anymore.”
         She took her Liz Claiborne suit jacket off and carefully hung it on a dining room chair.  “Well excuse me if one of us needs to play the part of an adult.”
         “Christ, Heather, we never go out.  This is October!  We have had to back out of 2 different Halloween parties because you have unexpected obligations.  Don’t you remember our plan?  I was going as the werewolf and you were going to be Little Red Riding Hood?”  He watched as her face turned angry.  “Couldn't you just tell them, 'Sorry, I’ve got plans?”
 “Not if I want to get somewhere in this company!  I thought you were with me on this?” She started pacing.  “It’s all make believe, Steve.  It used to be fun to pretend, but we have to grow up.  You…you have to grow up!”
 Readers can find the author here:www.pennyestelle.blogspot.com