Walking with a book in hand

If you are still staying close to home, like me, you might be getting close to the end of your bookshelf supply. To help things out, I am serializing a novel I wrote, putting up a chapter a day throughout September until the book is done. Happy reading – I hope you enjoy “Vowels, Vodka and Voices.”

Hannah hears every voice around her. Every utterance, every syllable, everything spoken. When Hannah listens, intentions and hidden meanings are revealed. She hears things she may not want to know. She hears people’s secrets.

            Words – in eight languages – give her information normal people never notice. Hannah knows her skill is precious, but it comes at a cost. With each reclaimed secret, a pain grew in the soft bone behind her ear. Thousands of secrets over a 20-year career amounted to more pain than Hannah could endure. She sought peace. She left her agency, changed her name and hid for ten years, trying to escape the enormous hurt.

But an old problem has found its way to her former employer, and only Hannah can fix it. John Smith and Associates are in a tangle of vowels, vodka and voices that hold the past’s secrets. They send scouts to find her and bring her back. The question isn’t can Hannah solve their problem. The question is, does she want to? 

     

The Comic Relief of Violet and Doris

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I’ve been trying hard to find a fit and suiting place

to hide my head into the sand somewhat in disgrace.

News I tend to see in print and even on the screen

seems too often to display us all as just plain mean.

 

Search I did and then some more, but little did I find

to give me much hope for a loving humankind.

So I did what people have done always and again.

I found out my own response, wrote it down and then

 

put it onto a new blog with hope to inspire

a few laughs and grief relief enough to light a fire

of hope and cheerfulness or maybe just some fun

because if we don’t laugh a bit, we’d be happy-un.

 

Here’s a link to a new blog I hope will bring you cheer

or if not, at least a moment you won’t have to fear.

Please meet Violet and Doris , smile upon your face.

You’ll find they do exist online in a happy place.

 

https://violetanddoris.wordpress.com/