Sloane can’t help herself—she’s a compulsive liar. When she sees a handsome man at the park helping his hurt daughter she immediately offers her services as a nurse. She’s actually a manicurist, but in Count My Lies this is just the first strand of a web she spins to get the life of her dreams. From this seemingly unplanned meeting Sloane slowly insinuates herself in the ... Read More...
Heartwood
…the act of walking while carrying the weight of my pack had wrung all the sadness out of me, the sadness for myself and for the world, and that in that moment, I was totally without stress, confusion, or agitation, and that I was perfectly, blamelessly, whole. The trail transformed me. The Appalachian Trail is known as one of the greatest hiking experiences. For many ... Read More...
March Reading Recap
Hello, fellow readers! I’m not sure I’ll get to say this again, but despite a completely miserable and toxic month in the news, my March reading was calmly solid. I only had one book I didn't finish, am fully immersed in a fabulous fantasy series, and read six books that were successful (3.5 stars or above). I have a bit of an unusual situation with this book. ... Read More...
Witness 8 by Steve Cavanagh
I’m switching gears from heart-warming to heart-pounding with Witness 8 the latest in the Eddie Flynn mystery series. When the body of a wealthy woman is found dead in her home in an exclusive Manhattan neighborhood it leaves the rest of the neighbors stunned that such a thing could happen. That the murderer turns out to be one of their own, a renowned pediatric surgeon, is ... Read More...
Kate & Frida: A Novel of Friendship, Food, and Books
It begins with a letter sent from Paris to Seattle. Nothing romantic or between friends, but business because in 1991 that’s how these things were done. Frida writes to the Puget Sound Book Store looking for a book. Kate is the employee delegated with filling this customer request. Neither could know that this brief correspondence would grow into an intense and wonderful ... Read More...
Let’s Call Her Barbie
As a child of the 60s/70s I was one of the numerous little girls clamoring for a Barbie doll. Much like the opening for the movie Barbie (fabulous, a must see) I’d loved my baby doll to death, but needed something more and Barbie was the dream, but it was not to be for me. My personal trauma aside, Renée Rosen now takes readers on an in-depth journey of how the ... Read More...
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