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Autumn Sunrise

Excerpt from The Waiting Room for Write on Edge Merge

It is a crooked path through life that one walks, always being met by an obstacle to be overcome. In another time, life could have been simpler for her. She had finally come to terms with this in the pre-dawn hours after returning from the farmhouse. Standing at the foot of her bed, she watched him sleep. His chest rose heavily. For so many years Addie had managed to exist by appreciating the small blessings in her life: Bart beat her to a...

Help for the Haunted

Help for the Haunted by John Searles

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Recently I had the pleasure of receiving an advance copy of John Searles’ new book, Help for the Haunted. All I can say is . . . WOW! There aren’t too many books that keep me up through the night, but this one had me hooked until the wee hours of the morning. Part ghost story, part thriller, the suspense in this book will always leave you guessing where you stand.

Aside from the murder mystery that shrouds the theme of the book, Searle...

A Fantasy Office to Inspire Creativity

There were some interesting prompt ideas over at Mama’s Losin’ It this week, which enticed me to think a little bit out of the box and get out of my head. This week has been a hard week in terms of edits and pulling chapters together. Things just haven’t seemed to come together as easily as they usually do, so it was nice to take a break and do something that had nothing to do with The Waiting Room.

The prompt I chose was . . . Choose a room in your home you’d like to remodel, create a Pintere...

The Beauty of the Paper Bag Princess

This is in response to the Mama Kat’s Losin’ It prompt: You know you’re getting older because . . .

Several years ago, too many to accurately recount, when my oldest daughter was still small enough to be read to, a co-worker and friend of mine recommended a book to me that I should share with her. The title was “The Paper Bag Princess” by Robert Munsch. Since the publication of “The Paper Bag Princess” in 1980, Munsch has written countless other children’s book, but none have touched the lives...

The Grace of Youth

Excerpt from The Waiting Room

“The grace of youth,” my mother whispered as the baby emerged from between this strange, dark woman’s legs that had wandered into our home only minutes earlier; starved and cold and very much ready to deliver her child. I stood shivering on the stairs, gripping the stair rail afraid to blink, move, or breathe unsure if I was witnessing a miracle or observing something grotesque, inhuman. But, as the baby slid into my mother’s arms with a natural suppleness that on...

Walking In the Direction of Becoming My Mother

I knew it would happen sooner or later. It was predictable and cliché that at some point once I reached adulthood I would become my mother. I shouldn’t act like that is a dreadful thing to become. Really, it isn’t. There are far worse things that I could imagine becoming than a replica of my mother: a member of the crime scene cleaning crew, the port-a-potty collector or that person at the zoo who has the horrible task of helping an elephant with its constipation issues. If you don’t know how...

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The Waiting Room

Waiting rooms tell stories. They are a medical purgatory. Some sit in the waiting room for hours to be shone the light, graced with blessings (a new baby). For others this is the final holding room before they are delivered into hell, facing uncertainty, despair, sadness, even death.

Dr. Sylvie Day lived a life that few women of her generation could have ever imagined living. Born in rural Missouri in the 1930′s the opportunities presented to her as a woman were minimal, at best. Rooted in rur...

Cabin Secrets

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Excerpt fromThe Waiting Room by Piper Punches

It happened a few weeks into the New Year. The townspeople claimed that they could hear the anguished cries coming from the Gold cabin in the wee hours of the morning; the hours of the night right before sunrise when it is the darkest and coldest. Of course, this is country folklore and gossip. No one would have been able to hear a sound. They wouldn’t have heard the cries of a mother in labor. They wouldn’t have...