Literary journey of an office career escapee
I was blessed with the happiest of childhoods. My parents loved me and spent time with me. My aunt – my guardian angel – took care of my every need. My two other aunts pampered me whenever I came to stay with them. The phrase “let’s go to the beach” was a synonym to “let’s... Continue Reading →
I was either writing or reading something since I was thirteen. I published my first novel when I was forty. I hadn’t written anything in between for over a decade. I’m still trying to understand where along the road I took the wrong bend. My mom’s sister was a member of our family. She came... Continue Reading →
I’m sorry it’s been a while. We haven’t spoken for ten years. But let’s focus on the bright side. I have so much to share with you. I quit my prestigious job and left the office nine-to-five routine behind. I have written and self-published three books. The road to self-publishing has been bumpy. And it... Continue Reading →
Usually, I have a lot to say, especially about books. But with “Trail Markers” by Cym Aros, I’m at a loss where to start. I’m overwhelmed by the depth of the characters, the extent of human cruelty, and the author’s knowledge of human nature.Let me say that I’ve never been a fan of westerns. Those... Continue Reading →
