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March 6, 2017
Excerpt from Moving Jamil, North South, A short Story Collection
The woman never sat, but fluttered around the kitchen, alternating between an open bible in the corner, a hot bubbling stove, and the table, skirts swooshing in rhythmic cadence to some unsung song. Like the triangle of life, she moved from deliverance to providence, to sustenance.
March 2, 2017
Write On Point Local Authors Fair
Join me and many other local Michigan Authors at the Grosse Point Library, Central Campus:
Saturday, March 11th
10 am to 2 pm
10 Kercheval Avenue
Grosse Pointe Farms, MI 48236
Meet over a dozen Metro-area authors!
Get insight on the publishing process, from self-publishing to indie presses to national publishing houses!
Fiction and non-fiction in several genres, and for all ages!
Write On Pointe events are presented by the Grosse Pointe Public Library and sponsored by the Grosse Pointe Library Foundation.
Saturday, March 11th
10 am to 2 pm
10 Kercheval Avenue
Grosse Pointe Farms, MI 48236
Meet over a dozen Metro-area authors!
Get insight on the publishing process, from self-publishing to indie presses to national publishing houses!
Fiction and non-fiction in several genres, and for all ages!
Write On Pointe events are presented by the Grosse Pointe Public Library and sponsored by the Grosse Pointe Library Foundation.
February 28, 2017
Rain's Domain
There’s something about a rainy day,
That stills my heart,
Puts worries at bay.
It’s more than just a cozy fire,
The lure of a book,
His lazy smile.
A day of rain gives me cause,
A reason to stop,
To think, to pause.
For safe within my shelter, I
Look out upon the rainy skies,
And know I have the luxury to hide.
Awash with the waters,
Awash with the rain,
Graceful, spiritual,
Peaceful, domain.
Rebecca Moll 2.28.17
That stills my heart,
Puts worries at bay.
It’s more than just a cozy fire,
The lure of a book,
His lazy smile.
A day of rain gives me cause,
A reason to stop,
To think, to pause.
For safe within my shelter, I
Look out upon the rainy skies,
And know I have the luxury to hide.
Awash with the waters,
Awash with the rain,
Graceful, spiritual,
Peaceful, domain.
Rebecca Moll 2.28.17
February 22, 2017
Excerpt from For the Love of Charlie
Taking hold of the revolver, Charlie emptied the cylinder. Leaving the shells on the desk, he turned to go.
“I’ll take the gun, if that’s what you want. But I’ll run my crew like always. Not a one of them can swim and it’s a long, cold way to the bottom of the sea.”
“I’ll take the gun, if that’s what you want. But I’ll run my crew like always. Not a one of them can swim and it’s a long, cold way to the bottom of the sea.”
Quotation from North South, Down by the River
"You can't live your life fearing the loss of someone you love, but once you've lost someone, you can't love without the fear of losing them. It makes things more real."
February 9, 2017
Quotation, North South, A Short Story Collection
“Some say the North,
Some say the South,
I say the heart,
I say the house.”
Some say the South,
I say the heart,
I say the house.”
February 1, 2017
Where'd You Go, Bernadette by Maria Semple
In Where'd You Go Bernadette, Maria Semple offers a well written story about the trials and triumphs that forge family bonds. Exceptionally funny, cleverly witted with somewhat eccentric characters, this is a must read for those who love to laugh out loud. To top it off, this quirky and hilarious story has a cleverly crafted plot that makes the pages fly. Told in correspondence, mostly e-mail, the characters voices ring clear and add color, making it 5 stars!
January 9, 2017
A Review of Dust to Dust by Benjamin Busch
Dust to Dust
by Benjamin Busch (Goodreads Author)
29569086
Rebecca Moll's review
There is a rare beauty in Benjamin Busch's writing that is difficult to explain. Delivered through simple syntax and a tempo that lends to reflection, Dust To Dust, is a true experience for the mindful reader. Told through elements of his own life, contrasted against elements of our world, Busch lays open the yin and yang of the metaphysical and physical, immortality and eventuality, survival and invincibility against all that ever remains -- Love by and of mothers and fathers. A moving tribute to his parents, this writer, soldier, actor, husband, father, and son delivers his message in the art of his father's and the stories of his mother's and compels the reader to ask. What is my story? How will I be remembered?
by Benjamin Busch (Goodreads Author)
29569086
Rebecca Moll's review
There is a rare beauty in Benjamin Busch's writing that is difficult to explain. Delivered through simple syntax and a tempo that lends to reflection, Dust To Dust, is a true experience for the mindful reader. Told through elements of his own life, contrasted against elements of our world, Busch lays open the yin and yang of the metaphysical and physical, immortality and eventuality, survival and invincibility against all that ever remains -- Love by and of mothers and fathers. A moving tribute to his parents, this writer, soldier, actor, husband, father, and son delivers his message in the art of his father's and the stories of his mother's and compels the reader to ask. What is my story? How will I be remembered?
January 2, 2017
War and Peace. Thoughts for the New Year 2017
Rebecca Moll, January 2, 2017
As I began a new chapter this morning, the New Year, yet a babe, I couldn't help drawing parallels with Tolstoy's thoughts.
Book 12; Chapter 19:
"A man in motion always devises an aim for that motion. To be able to go a thousand versts he must be able to imagine something good awaits him at the end of those thousand versts. One must have the prospect of a promised land to have the strength to move."
What "something good" awaits you this year?
Where is your promised land?
Use your imagination,
Fuel your yourself on good thoughts and deeds,
And your strength will not fail you,
But, carry you beyond your dreams,
Thousands upon thousands of versts.
As I began a new chapter this morning, the New Year, yet a babe, I couldn't help drawing parallels with Tolstoy's thoughts.
Book 12; Chapter 19:
"A man in motion always devises an aim for that motion. To be able to go a thousand versts he must be able to imagine something good awaits him at the end of those thousand versts. One must have the prospect of a promised land to have the strength to move."
What "something good" awaits you this year?
Where is your promised land?
Use your imagination,
Fuel your yourself on good thoughts and deeds,
And your strength will not fail you,
But, carry you beyond your dreams,
Thousands upon thousands of versts.
December 19, 2016
Orphan Train by Christina Baker Kline
Orphan Train
by Christina Baker Kline (Goodreads Author)
Rebecca Moll's review Dec 23, 2014
What is it about the theme of past and present, old and new, that tugs at the heart like no other? Maybe it's the unseen connection, how things really do relate that gives it weight and significance, meaning to what otherwise is random and unfeeling?
While I read the final chapter, closing the book on a quiet and peaceful Thanksgiving morning it could not have been more appropriate for this holiday is rooted in nostalgia, family, history.
Molly is the new, Vivian the old, in this tale of two orphans who find themselves as children at the mercy of events, the cruelty and indifference and sometimes suspicious kindness of others. Visiting the past and present by chapter the reader follows the path of both characters, their lives connected in ways unwritten.
The question of Portage -- what to take with you, what to leave behind brings tides of memories to Vivian, a child of the orphan train. To Molly, the question stings, laying bare her vulnerability, her desire for love and acceptance, things she has buried under the thick and hard layers only a child forsaken can create.
True to life, good things do come to those who wait -- what things you ask? Well, to tell would be cheating, wouldn't it? Take a little train ride yourself and start at the beginning, where all things begin. Who knows? Maybe you'll find yourself asking the question "What did I take with me? What did I leave behind?"
by Christina Baker Kline (Goodreads Author)
Rebecca Moll's review Dec 23, 2014
What is it about the theme of past and present, old and new, that tugs at the heart like no other? Maybe it's the unseen connection, how things really do relate that gives it weight and significance, meaning to what otherwise is random and unfeeling?
While I read the final chapter, closing the book on a quiet and peaceful Thanksgiving morning it could not have been more appropriate for this holiday is rooted in nostalgia, family, history.
Molly is the new, Vivian the old, in this tale of two orphans who find themselves as children at the mercy of events, the cruelty and indifference and sometimes suspicious kindness of others. Visiting the past and present by chapter the reader follows the path of both characters, their lives connected in ways unwritten.
The question of Portage -- what to take with you, what to leave behind brings tides of memories to Vivian, a child of the orphan train. To Molly, the question stings, laying bare her vulnerability, her desire for love and acceptance, things she has buried under the thick and hard layers only a child forsaken can create.
True to life, good things do come to those who wait -- what things you ask? Well, to tell would be cheating, wouldn't it? Take a little train ride yourself and start at the beginning, where all things begin. Who knows? Maybe you'll find yourself asking the question "What did I take with me? What did I leave behind?"
