We are dog-sitting while the kids are up north making wedding plans. I had forgotten how happy four-legged friends are when you arrive home from work. It makes a wonderful homecoming.
After pre-preschool this morning, my granddaughter and I had lunch with a friend of mine. She’s working on a fundraiser and I took her a basket of books for their auction. We had a great time, but walking into her office building was another shocking experience of how badly our economy has been hit lately. The building is lovely, and used to be full of prosperous businesses. Today, our footsteps echoed in the foyer and hall as we walked past one empty office after another. I know things well turn around, but I’m fearful of the length of time it will take and how many other businesses may fail before the full turn around. I keep hearing how we need to create new jobs, and I can’t help but think there was nothing wrong with the old jobs—just bring them back.
On to a more uplifting topic—Reviews. As an author I enjoy hearing from people who have read one of my stories—after all that is why I write them. My goal is to provide the reader with a journey to another place and time, to meet new people, and have a few minutes or hours of peaceful enjoyment. I appreciate every reader and/or reviewer who takes the time to read one of my stories. It’s always wonderful to hear when someone loves one of my books, but I also like to hear what they didn’t care for—that helps me dig deeper while working on the next book.
This week I received three reviews, two for Badland Bride-The Quinter Brides Book Two and one for Wedding Night with the Ranger.
The Long and Short of It Reviewer Camellia gave Badland Bride five books. (Which nominates it for Book of the Week, so if you have a chance, and would like to, please
vote for it this weekend.)
The Romance Studio Reviewer Theresa B. gave Badland Bride three hearts.
And Wendy the Super Librarian at
The Good, The Bad and The Unread gave Wedding Night with the Ranger a C+.
An exciting week indeed!
Tomorrow night we are attending the annual The Wild Turkey Federation Banquet and Fundraiser. It’s a fun time, but my dear husband always finds something we can’t live without. My living room is already bulging with antler furniture, prints, and stuffed dead things…I’ll let you know how it goes.
