Why bother to make up an animal name for a town when there are so many that already exist? Is your story going to focus on bears? Beavers? Eagles? Pelicans? Swans? Turtles? No matter what animal you are searching for in a name, there are plenty of town names already in existence to meet your needs.
Abigail, chased by a ferocious beast who wants to kill her, is desperately trying to find her way back home. Will she succeed?
This psychological thriller written by Deborah Stone opens with Clare and Jack on their way to see Clare’s mom. Clare is so excited to introduce her boyfriend to her mom, but her mom has a rather strange reaction to Jack. She runs out of the room. When Clare goes to check on her, she insists Clare break up with him and never see him again.
Yesterday evening, I saw a spider in my fridge. Was I imagining it? Had I lost my mind? Why was there a spider in my fridge?
The Great Molasses Flood was a horrible event that took place in Boston, Massachusetts, in 1919. On January 15 of that year, a storage tank collapsed and sent over two millions of gallons of sweet, sticky molasses flowing out of the burst tank. Chaos as well as molasses flooded the streets. What a perfect time to commit a murder.
Something sinister is going on in Falkville Falls. The hanging death of a teacher starts off the story, and the situation only gets more intense with each page. This murder, or execution, takes place in Olivia’s school. Someone or something is killing teachers. Is there a serial killer on the loose?
Writing is a journey of self-discovery and exploration, a quest to bring to life the stories that have been swirling around in my head for as long as I can remember.
The story of a quiet women whose life is turned upside down while experiencing menopause is a hilarious dark comedy that will have you rolling in the floor with laughter. Debbi struggles not only with hot flashes, night sweats, and panic attacks, but she also finds herself exploding in fits of unbridled rage. How can she make these symptoms stop?
Alene Baron, a vegan, owns and runs the Whipped and Sipped Café. Her cookies and confections are known all over Chicago. The coronavirus pandemic has changed things for everyone. Her business has suffered because of it and her employees are frustrated. A café once filled with customers has turned into one that mostly handles take-out orders. On top of that, there’s this homeless man who hangs around outside of her café bothering her customers who still visit for the yummy treats they can get there.
I’ve been going to Chicago bars and restaurants since I was a kid. Some of them still brag about having been speakeasies during the Prohibition era.
