My Books For Your Reading Pleasure

My Books For Your Reading Pleasure
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Thursday, July 14, 2016

I am Celebrating my 9th Writing Anniversary!

I have recently taken up the new hobby of oil painting; one that I am very much enjoying.

But my first love, and my best love, is creative writing.     I am very happy to be celebrating my 9th Writing Anniversary.

It was not until I retired from the working world that I finally had the time to devote to my passion.   Once begun, I have not looked back.   I am currently working on my memoir with the working title of All Them Houses.   It is a challenge but I hope to have it completed by January, 2017.

To date I have written and published 9 novels; 2 books for children; one book of poetry; one personal growth manual; 5 short story anthologies; 37 short stories that dare to stand alone; and Simply BE, a book of positive thoughts and inspirational sayings. Thank you to my readers for your continued encouragement and support. All my books are available on Amazon or directly through

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Thank you for your continued support.

Cover design by Susan Ruby K. of

Cover design: Susan Ruby K.,

Cover design: Susan Ruby K.,

Cover design: Audrey Austin

Cover design: Audrey Austin

Cover design: Susan Ruby K.,

Cover design: Susan Ruby K.,

Cover design of all Social Studies anthologies by Susan Ruby K. of

Cover design: Audrey Austin

My Anniversary Gift to you, my readers, is a free copy of a delightful romance titled
Dinner At Seven.

The story begins in 1985 at The Carrington Club in Toronto. Marsha feels in the doldrums until David arrives on the scene. Love and romance flourish until deception and betrayal raise their ugly heads. To escape Marsha flies to Bermuda where the power of love cannot be under-estimated.

This book will be free in the Kindle Store Sunday July 17th.

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Sara, a Canadian Saga, is free for your reading pleasure Sunday, July 10th on all Amazon sites

Sara, a Canadian Saga is free for your reading pleasure Sunday, July 10th on all Amazon sites.
The time is 1916. Sara is a 10 year old girl in rural Prince Edward Island. Roy is a 10 year old boy in mining town, Nova Scotia. Through their eyes we see, feel and experience their childhood challenges. We follow them through adolescence and their turbulent teen years. We celebrate their courtship and suffer their lost innocence in the wedding ritual. They take us through the Great Depression and share with us the frustrations, dreams and challenges they face in adulthood. As parents they introduce us to their children. This story appeals to all ages because Sara and Roy hold up a mirror and ask the reader to recognize truth about the human condition for many Canadian families through difficult economic times. We witness love that does not come neatly wrapped and experience the quiet, sometimes desperate, drama of lives unfolding.

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Sara, a Canadian Saga is the first of many novels I have written.   I dedicated this story to my mother who was of great assistance to me at the time of writing
by providing me with helpful historical facts and information.

Monday, July 4, 2016

An advantage of aging?

While out at the lake yesterday with family I said, "This is the life of Riley."   They all looked at me and asked, "What does that mean?"  

When the following arrived from a friend this morning I knew I wanted to re-post it.   Each generation has its own, soon to be forgotten, language.

Author unknown:

Don’t forget : "no big deal” and " oopsie daisy”!! Enjoy,
Are we Old Timers????
For you old timers:...
Would you recognize the word Murgatroyd.? - Heavens to Murgatroyd.!
Lost Words from our childhood: Words gone as fast as the buggy whip.!
Sad really.!

The other day, a not so elderly (65) lady said something to her son
about driving a Jalopy and he looked at her quizzically and said what
the heck is a Jalopy.? - he had never heard of the word Jalopy! She
knew she was old but not that old.
Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle -
About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become
obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology. These phrases
included "Don't touch that dial," "Carbon copy," "You sound like a
broken record" and "Hung out to dry."
Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie. We'd put on our best bib
and tucker to straighten up and fly right - Heavens to Betsy.! Gee
Whillikers.! Jumpin' Jehoshaphat.! Holy moley.! We were in like Flynn
and living the life of Riley and even a regular guy couldn't accuse us
of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in
Back in the olden days, life used to be swell but when's the last time
anything was swell.? Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and
the D.A, of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes and
pedal pushers. Oh, my aching back. Kilroy was here but he isn't
We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap and before we
can say, well I'll be a monkey's uncle!/This is a fine kettle of fish!
- we discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed
omnipresent as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our
tongues and our pens and our keyboards.
Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind. We blink
and they're gone. Where have all those phrases gone.?
Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it, Hey.! It's your nickel. Don't
forget to pull the chain, Knee high to a grasshopper. Well,
Fiddlesticks.! Going like sixty. I'll see you in the funny papers.
Don't take any wooden nickels, Heavens to Murgatroyd.!
It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than
Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff! We of a certain
age have been blessed to live in changeful times. For a child each new
word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age. We at the other end
of the chronological arc have the advantage of remembering there are
words that once did not exist and there were words that once strutted
their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in
our collective memory. It's one of the greatest advantages of aging.
See ya later, alligator!