Books are the passageway into historical times, revealing ancient discoveries, feats and accomplishments. Without books there would be no music, songs and stories to read. Gone would be the buildings we admire, canvasses that grace the walls, our heroes and their gallants feats. Books are the means of immortalization and the roadways to the future.
COMING SOON in 2024:
Visit Page: Love Nevermore
Murder mystery – Visit page: Appointment With Death
NEWLY PUBLISHED Women’s Contemporary Fiction – Visit page: Low Hanging Fruit
Science fiction -Visit Page: Time Shifted
Historical Fiction – Visit page: Angelique – Montréal is Burning
Science fiction – Visit page: Măjitópiă
NEWLY PUBLISHED FOR YOUNG READERS BY PROFESSOR SCRY – Visit Page: I Can’t Remember
FICTION
PUBLISHED 2023:
Visit page: Please Teacher
Visit page: 12 1/2 Angels
PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED
Visit Page: Ashenee Come Home
Visit Page: Forgiveness Be Damned
Visit Page: Stella Who
Visit Page: No Means No
Visit Page: The Lifestyle
Visit Page: The Lifestyle Unravelled
Visit Page: Perkin’s Ghost
Visit Page: The Twisted Spire
NON-FICTION
Visit Page: Writer to Author – 10 easy steps
Visit Page: It’s My Story and It’s Sticking To Me – a memoir
Visit Page: The Idiot’s Guide to Keeping a Woman
Visit Page: The Secrets to Understanding a Man
COMING JUST A BIT LATER:
Check out what’s coming: New books on Linda’s desk
Contemporary – Ted & Max
Women’s contemporary – The Criminal, the Cleaner, the Whore and the Thief
Historical fiction – The Resurrectionist of York
Historical fiction – Amelia Bejeweled
A reader lives thousands of lives before he dies.
The person who never reads lives only once.
Take a moment to browse through my books or go directly to Amazon for your paperback, e-book or audio purchases.
I OPENED A BOOK
I opened a book and in I strode.
Now nobody can find me.
I’ve left my chair, my house, my road,
My town and my world behind me.
I’m wearing the cloak, I’ve slipped on the ring,
I’ve swallowed the magic potion.
I’ve fought with a dragon, dined with a king
And dived in a bottomless ocean.
I opened a book and made some friends.
I shared their tears and laughter
And followed their road with its bumps and bends
To the happily ever after.
I finished my book and out I came.
The cloak can no longer hide me.
My chair and my house are just the same,
But I have a book inside me.”
― Julia Donaldson
