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Photo Credit: pixabay.com It was called The Wail House. At the time, I didn’t understand the concept and had mistaken the Wail Room for the girl’s rest room. However, what I endured during my time on the throne was unusual but extraordinary. I would be lying if I didn’t say it was weird, and I… Continue reading The Wail House
Kate’s husband passed away a year ago. After her period of grief, she decides to take back control of her life and begin anew. While packing to leave the home they once shared, her daughter finds a postcard of Lost Lake, and it sparks memories; giving Kate a strong desire to visit. Upon their arrival,… Continue reading Sarah Addison Allen’s Lost Lake
Over the Christmas holidays I was overwhelmed with news of pregnancies. I learned that two of my husband’s cousins were expecting and one of them was to have twins. Then, I learned two of my cousins were expecting; both of them due in May. As hard as all that news was, I swallowed my tears,… Continue reading So, Everyone Else Is Having A Baby…But Me!
Heartsinger is about a man who was raised by deaf parents. His father had died while he was a young boy. Mee was in constant search to replace the radiant smile on his mother’s face that only his father could give, and was deeply disappointed when he could not succeed. In his distress, he became the singer of sorrows to travel the land and sing at funerals.
Matthew, Malcolm, and Samantha are brought together by the death of both of their parents. Jack and Laurel Cooper die in each other’s arms leaving behind a legacy for their children to discover. While organizing the paperwork of their parents’ estate, they discover Jack’s letters to his wife. He had written them every Wednesday of… Continue reading The Wednesday Letters
I think I found my new favorite author. Kristin Hannah made me laugh, and cry, and laugh some more. Amidst grief and suffering, her words connected fluidly allowing the reader to dive deep into the characters souls...
The celebration of the holidays is usually a weak spot for me. My mother, a devoted fan of my blog, chastised me for taking home a handful of chocolates after she had extended an invitation to the candy dish on Halloween night...
Stacy N. Elliott 
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