If you’ve driven that washboard in rural America, you can immediately feel the rattle! While The River We Remember isn’t my favorite William Kent Kreuger novel, he weaves brief and insightful descriptions in all his work. If you’ve not read any Kreuger, I’d recommend his work (especially This Tender Land)! Beautifully meandering fiction. Check himContinue reading “A line from The River We Remember (1)”
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Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (9)
“Nicolo kept one hand firmly in his and the opposite arm around my waist. I could have been wearing a straitjacket in a nuthouse and felt freer.” “Rooster’s nostrils flare. Given the scale of the man, the act carries weight.” “I remember her singing some nights, the sort of French songs that make you feelContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (9)”
Signed with Kirk House Publishers!
We’re thrilled to have partnered with Kirk House Publishers for the next step of our journey! Next up, we’ll finalize the cover, do a final proof … and then we’ll start the presses! Pre-orders will be available soon with books available in early 2024!
Great Lines from the Paragon Hotel (8)
“When I catch my first face full of Portland in blazing daylight, I gape up at it like a salmon, fish mouthed and reeling.” “We turned a corner. A poplar rustled a warning, a stray cat yowled an alarm…” “…men with nostrils illuminated by their cigars.” “Silent as a moth’s wing, I enter…” “He hadContinue reading “Great Lines from the Paragon Hotel (8)”
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (7)
“Officers Taffy and Overton are verily apples and iguanas. Taffy is the apple—significant beer paunch, Irish complexion, the vaguest border between chin and neck.” “Overton blinks like a priest eyeing a roast.” “He turns out to be an enormous charcoal-colored fellow, with a bald head and a rhino’s posture and a voice that makes youContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (7)”
Damaged, but still sturdy and true…
Like a rusty church bell, blasted from its tower in a war-torn country, Sophia had been knocked down and damaged, but she was still sturdy and true. With time, and a little help getting back up, I knew I’d hear from her again. What an important thing for all of us to remember. We getContinue reading “Damaged, but still sturdy and true…”
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (6)
“…some girls dream of wedding dresses and fashion veils from day-old newspaper. I dreamed of standing in front of a bullet for a friend.” “I edged silent as a cat’s tail through the swinging door…” “My stomach had relocated to my shoes.” “The truth is, I’ve been shoving thoughts underwater like unwanted puppies. When yourContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (6)”
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (4)
“Her tone is full of cordial but tightly bottled.” “The laddie makes my heart do pony tricks.” “Max chuckles. I’ve never seen him laugh before, and it’s a spill of light, crowding everything else from his face.” “There are stories in this soup—Miss Christina’s stories. I wonder where she learned them, and why they tasteContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (4)”
Confrontation.
“Why are you here?!” I blurted, assailing him angrily with my tone. Ten zealous steps later, I was standing directly in front of his gloved hands, which were clenching and unclenching under his downturned chin. This is another line from Suddenly Rural Girl, the YA Novel I’m close to wrapping up. Soon, I’ll move intoContinue reading “Confrontation.”
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (3)
“He was a short, squat Sicilian who brought to mind a horse turd…” “When the local delinquents tried to take my coin, I fought like a wet cat, twisting, biting, clawing. And usually winning.” “the moon a wicked smirk,” “Mavereen’s finger rises to point down the hallway. It’s an inexorable gesture. A sunrise. There isContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (3)”
Meet Mary from SRG
“Sometimes I’m so focused on basketball, or soccer, or volleyball, or whatever else…that I don’t take time to see–or smell–life.” Incredibly, Mary was on the verge of tears, but I knew she’d keep it contained. She doesn’t break down. She doubles down. Where I might blubber and fall apart, Mary would channel those emotions intoContinue reading “Meet Mary from SRG”
Louise Erdrich’s The Round House (4)
Here are a few more beautifully written quotes from Erdrich: “Then the mosquitoes whined out in attack formation and we went inside.” “Sonja tucked a sheet across the cushions and gave me a plaid sleeping bag with a broken zipper.” “And there was that moment when my mother and father walked in the door disguisedContinue reading “Louise Erdrich’s The Round House (4)”