Book of the Month: Connections

In this adventure thriller, Connections, Sandy and her best friend found missing relatives, spied on cheating spouses and caught a few bail jumpers. This private investigator never imagined the bad guys would chase her.
Running for her life, Sandy Herrick discovered that God was the only one with her who wasn’t talking smack, trying to kill her or get into her pants. As she and her friends try to figure out who framed them, they all discover that there was more to each other than they thought they knew.
As evil forces closed in on them, they have to determine who they trust and what they believe about each other. Would this be enough to save them?

Available on Amazon.com

or Books2Read.com

Book of the Month

Last Chance for Dancing During the Storm, a collection of short stories that represent people dealing with the storms of life. There are times when we have to decide are we going to lay down or fight. All of these stories tell of people who are either coming out of, in the middle of or going into a storm. In this second volume, the stories deal with justice, women’s issues and deception.

Available on Amazon

and Books2Read.com

She is…

Iconic. Funny. Inspiring. She is Lucille Ball.

I have loved Lucy for years. She taught me about comedy through the show I Love Lucy. She made me laugh. She showed me what you could do if you don’t give up. You do things your way. You stay true to yourself.

Book of the Month: Dancing During the Storm

Dancing During The Storm is a collection of short stories that represent people dealing with the storms of life. There are times when we have to decide are we going to lay down or fight. All of these stories tell of people who are either coming out of, in the middle of or going into a storm. In this second volume, the stories deal with justice, women’s issues and deception.

Dancing During the Storm is available at : Amazon

And Books2Read.com

Character

His shoes were shined. His pants were pressed, and he had a Kangol on. He was an instigator. The older African American man who sat next to me on the bus enjoyed the journey as much as I did. He would say whatever I thought, and we would laugh. Like those young girls need to get up and let the older women with canes and heavy bags sit down. Most did not.

At one point an old drunk man decided he was going to squeeze in between two younger women in the front seats. He asked her to move over. She didn’t. He turned his butt towards her and squeezed in the seat next to her.

The old man next to me laughed out loud. I admit I giggled too.

It was a busy afternoon. There was lots of getting on and off. Lots of opinions to be made about each. It was fun. This city is full of character, in the people and the places.