Monday, November 23, 2020

New Jamie Quinn Mystery is out now! :-D It's free thru 11/28

I'm thrilled to announce that my new Jamie Quinn Mystery, Malice in Miami, is finally out. It's on free promo 11/24-11/28.  Happy Thanksgiving!

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08P27FRL6/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=malice+in+Miami&qid=1606179871&sr=8-1

Friday, November 20, 2020

Spotlight & Giveaway! :-)

A million thanks to Kim at "Read Your Writes Book Reviews" for the fabulous spotlight on her blog! She not only featured my Jamie Quinn Cozy Mystery Collection, she also published my guest post and an excerpt from the book. Best of all, she is hosting a giveaway for the collection. 

Spread the word! 

https://readyourwrites.blogspot.com/2020/11/guest-post-excerpt-giveaway-jamie-quinn.html


Thursday, October 29, 2020

Free Promo 10/29-11/2! New Halloween Flash Fiction :-D

Happy Halloween! To celebrate, I just released a new book: Scary Shorts: Halloween Flash Fiction. It's free from 10/29-11/2. 

Description: Halloween Flash Fiction, what could be more fun? Capture a mood, a phobia, a scary experience, using exactly 100 words. Stories like A Drive in the Country, Halloween Stew, Skeleton Crew, Something About Her Shadow, and Candy Corn will give you the creeps, keep you up at night as you stare at the ceiling. Other stories like Careful What You Wish For and Paying the Piper will make you think twice about your bad decisions.

Here's the link: 

https://www.amazon.com/Scary-Shorts-Halloween-Flash-Fiction-ebook/dp/B08M2MFYY7/ref=pd_ybh_a_1?_encoding=UTF8&psc=1&refRID=V3BR29ES9KRRHVEX2KWX

Sample: 

CANDY CORN 

"Yuck!" Sarah spit out her Halloween candy. 

"I don't like candy corn either. Just toss it, honey."

"Can I make stuff with it, Mom?" she asked.

"Sure!"

She made art, jewelry, and a game.

"Can we plant it?" she asked.

"It's not real corn," I said.

"We can pretend."

So we did. A week later, Sarah said "It's growing, Mom!"

The rains had washed away the dirt, exposing the tips. I said "They look like fingernails!"

When I turned around Sarah was gone and a hand was pulling me under. It's impossible to scream with a mouth full of dirt…

 


Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Free Book on Kindle 10/14-10/18 :-D

Great news! Our award-winning book "Accidental Activist: Justice for The Groveland Four" is free on Kindle 10/14-18. Check it out!

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07Z5TYNT7/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p1_i6

This book shines a light on a small, important piece of history illuminating both the wrongs that happened and what it took to finally arrive at justice for those falsely charged and convicted seventy years ago. Never doubt that one person can't make a difference.

Description:

This book will take you through my incredible four year quest for justice for The Groveland Four and teach you how to pursue your own causes, whatever they may be. It is a primer for positive action, a journey through Florida's past as well as its future. Some of the things you will learn: everything takes more time than you think, nothing ever goes according to plan, help can come from unexpected places, time is on your side, everyone is connected to everyone else, you can reach your tipping point for success and not even realize it, your goals can change along the way, and flexibility is key. Let's get started, shall we?

***Proceeds from the sale of this book will be used to establish "The Charles Greenlee Memorial Scholarship" to benefit a child with an incarcerated parent.

 


Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Award Season! :-D

I am thrilled to announce that my latest book, Accidental Activist: Justice for the Groveland Four, has won a Gold Medal in the Readers' Favorite Contest for Memoir. And it is currently a semi-finalist in the Kindle Book Awards. Woo hoo! 

***To celebrate this honor, I'm giving away 10 audio-book download codes, just message me or comment of you would like one. The narrator is superb! 

This book, co-written with my son Josh, is an inspirational account of his successful four-year quest to obtain posthumous pardons for men falsely accused of a heinous crime in the Jim Crow South. It will life your spirits and restore your faith in mankind. 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/52964280-accidental-activist 

Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07Z5TYNT7/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p1_i6

Blurb:

This book will take you through my incredible four year quest for justice for The Groveland Four and teach you how to pursue your own causes, whatever they may be. It is a primer for positive action, a journey through Florida's past as well as its future. Some of the things you will learn: everything takes more time than you think, nothing ever goes according to plan, help can come from unexpected places, time is on your side, everyone is connected to everyone else, you can reach your tipping point for success and not even realize it, your goals can change along the way, and flexibility is key. Let's get started, shall we? 

***Proceeds from the sale of this book will be used to establish "The Charles Greenlee Memorial Scholarship" to benefit a child with an incarcerated parent.

Monday, August 17, 2020

A Virtual Trip to Canada with Gingersnaps! :-)

Check out our interview on "Fika with Vicky"! Josh and I were on Canadian radio, we made a trip to Niagara Falls without having to get on a plane. We had so much fun with Vicky and she put together a wonderful YouTube of the interview with a slideshow. We even shared our recipe for Gingersnaps!

Here's the link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjxAmBD1FrA&t=9s&fbclid=IwAR1gMN0Cu8pRsPn8krW9acs0H0t6kopP54F5AaWs2FzX29P1eysMQ_m6w_Y

GINGERSNAPS 

2 1/4 cups of flour
1 cup packed brown sugar
3/4 cup oil
1/4 cup molasses
1 egg
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp ground ginger
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground cloves
1/4 cup sugar

Preheat oven to 375 degrees, Mix all ingredients with electric mixer except the 1/4 cup sugar. Roll dough into 1" balls and roll in sugar. Place cookies on ungreased cookie sheet 2" apart and bake 8 - 10 minutes until tops are cracked.

Friday, June 26, 2020

Watering a Dead Plant

I've been watering a dead plant and I can't seem to throw it away. It's not because of apathy or laziness or an unwillingness to admit defeat, it's something else entirely. And while I consider myself a nurturing person, I'm not sure my plants would agree. Only the fighters survive my benign neglect and know to reward my occasional watering by perking up instantly. Anticipating flowers helps a lot. When I see a bud appear, I snap into watering mode, tending to the slender shoot like it's a baby bird incubating inside its shell. Orchids know how to deliver the goods, producing brilliant flowers six at a time, and Anthurium, with its waxy red heart-shaped leaves, makes me smile.

My miniature tea rose is another story. Most of the time, it seems moribund with barely a spot of green and not even a prayer of flowering. I water it anyway and then suddenly, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes, a tiny rose will appear, turning its crimson face toward the afternoon sun.

I bought the snake plant because it was advertised as no green thumb required. This turned out to be true. It keeps on going--if by going you mean not dying. But it's just kind of there, growing a little bit taller but otherwise unremarkable. Although I don't expect my plants to be trained circus animals I do need something from them to keep my attention. In short, if you don't do anything interesting there's a good chance I'll forget about you. Lucky for the snake plant his neighbors draw me in with their tricks.

And then there's the dead plant, a small bromeliad in a clay pot. It was the only plant I tried very hard to keep alive for the past five years. It was a gift and, while I don't know who brought it over, I do know when and I do know why. I had hosted many parties and gatherings over the years, but none like this one, so last-minute, with many strangers on the guest list. It was an impromptu memorial service for my friend Leslie who had died suddenly three days before. My funny, irreverent, smart-mouthed, cat-loving friend with her Boston accent and wonderful laugh, the one who ended every phone call with love you, my friend, was gone. All I could do was invite people over, make some food, and trade photos and stories of the woman we all missed so much.

It was a beautiful sun-lit day filled with flowers and laughter and love. Someone brought me a plant, a bromeliad. Leslie would have loved it.