Little Broken ThingsLittle Broken Things by Nicole Baart
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

“In our brokenness, we are made strong. In our brokenness lies our true beauty.”

Those aren’t words from Nicole Baart’s latest – and perhaps best to date – novel, LITTLE BROKEN THINGS. The words are mine and they were the first words that came to me when I had turned the last page, closed the book and set it on the bedside table.

LITTLE BROKEN THINGS is the story of three women and the events that have intertwined their lives irrevocably and unforgivingly. It is a story of truths and lies and deceptions… of secrets hidden away and buried beneath the weight of years. Until one day the appearance of an innocent child forces the exhumation of a past that has been denied for far too long.

LITTLE BROKEN THINGS is a beautifully layered mystery, one that showcases the author’s story craft as well as her deep understanding and empathy of the human condition. With shifting points of view between Quinn, Nora, and Liz, chapter by chapter, the reader is drawn deeper and deeper into the mystery of Lucy.  Each page turn is a slow reveal as the author draws the reader further and further into the lives of a family charitably described as broken.

Liz, the matriarch, for whom appearance is more than just important; it is the only thing that matters and she would drown in the waters of denial before letting anyone see even a hint of imperfection or brokenness.

Quinn and Nora, the daughters, whose idea and ideals of life have always been divergent must now come to terms with a past they didn’t ask for but, to a small degree at least, they were complicit in.

Ms. Baart weaves these women’s stories together, layer upon layer, revelation upon revelation, building to a surprise ending more than worthy of any best-selling suspense novelist currently in the market. The tension throughout is palpable and reminiscent of a Mary Kubica or Heather Gudenkauf novel in its deftness and execution. With her seemingly inexhaustible compassion, sensitivity, and understanding of the human condition, the author tackles such once taboo subjects as sexual assault and abuse in a manner that others in her field could take notes from.

Breathtaking in its depth, LITTLE BROKEN THINGS, cast through the eyes and hearts of a complex, multi-faceted cast of characters, tells the story of family broken by the flaws and imperfections of humankind. It is a story of love and betrayal, a taut unveiling of their brokenness and the search for redemption.

LITTLE BROKEN THINGS marks the author’s official debut to a favorite genre of mine… suspense. Hitting all the marks, this insightful and well-paced mystery is a ‘must-read’ that more than satisfies and one I recommend without reservation.

Thank you,

Veronica Marie Lewis-Shaw
10 February 2018

(Writing under a large mushroom somewhere in the Pacific Northwest)

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Daughters of the Night SkyDaughters of the Night Sky by Aimie K. Runyan
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Historical fiction … good historical fiction … does more than just tell a story, it transports the reader to another place and time. It immerses them in a culture and events of the past… the courts of kings and queens of Victorian England, the American move westward in the 19th century, or the Eastern Theater of one of the world’s ‘great wars’. Wherever an author takes one, good historical fiction relives a period in history and captivates the reader.

DAUGHTERS OF THE NIGHT SKY does that and more. In a bold departure from the standard offerings of World War II historical fiction, and with a verve and dedication to historical detail that is both daring and breathtaking, Aime K Runyan tells the story of a courageous group of female pilots in World War II Russia, called to defend their homeland.

In a rare display of feminism for the times, Comrade Stalin has declared equality for women, something that many of the male pilots and soldiers struggle to come to terms with. This is key to the story of the ‘night witches’ and one which lends an air of authenticity to the author’s retelling of the exploits of the 46th Taman Guards, formerly the 588th Night Bomber Regiment – Russia’s all female air force regiment.

“I’m going to learn how to fly a plane of my own, Mama.” Katya Ivanova tells her mother. Little does Katya know that one day her dream will take her to the battle front of the Second World War.

Love is fragile in time of war. It is often fleeting. And it is all too often, heartbreaking. And so Katya vows that she will not let a man deter or distract her from her ‘mission’. But… the heart wants what the heart wants and in wartime there is a greater urgency, a hunger, to live every moment as fully as possible, not knowing what tomorrow will bring… victory or heartbreak. Which will Vanya bring? Will the tragedy of war win out over love or will it bring a strength and determination to Katya she could not have foretold.

Ms Runyan has woven a tale rich in historical detail and all the imagery of a nation at war with a cast of truly heroic and memorable characters to make DAUGHTERS OF THE NIGHT SKY one of the most compelling and compassionate stories of World War II and the brave band of women pilots and crews called upon to defend Mother Russia against the German war machine. Told with a bittersweet poignancy and a deep compassion for the human condition, I cheered at times and cried at others. The last 30 pages of DAUGHTERS OF THE NIGHT SKY had me soaking one tissue after another.

Yes, but did you like it, Veronica?

In the immortal words of Paul Hollywood…

“I didn’t like it… I LOVED it!”

Captivating… beautiful… brilliant… heartbreakingly poignant… DAUGHTERS OF THE NIGHT SKY is a ‘must-read’! I recommend it without reservation.

Veronica Marie Lewis-Shaw
(Writing under a large mushroom somewhere in the Pacific Northwest)
4 December 2017
(I received an e-ARC of this book through my book club.)

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I hope I didn’t lose you at YA, because Charlie’s story is anything but ordinary. First, I’m going to tell you my plan, and then I’ll let you have a sneak peek into Charlie’s world. Today is release day, and the reviews from the ARCs I sent out are rolling in, so if you don’t believe me, go check them out for yourself.

The Plan:

Charlie will have two books as a teenager, and so will Sean. Same story, different POVs.

Becoming Charlie – Part One
Becoming Charlie – Part Two
Becoming Sean – Part One
Becoming Sean – Part Two

The end of both of the second parts will have alternate endings. See, this series is good for all ages, well, above 13 anyway. The first ending at the end of part two will end completely for the younger audience with a HEA, while the other will end on a pretty big cliffhanger. Now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that you will read both endings. And that’s completely fine. You’re going to need that closure to get you through until I get the ADULT book written. Yes, Charlie and Sean are 15 and 17 in part one. They are 16 and 18 in part two. They will be 25 and 27 in book 3. One book will wrap up their adult book, and yes, it will be titled…

Becoming Us.

Here’s the prologue. If you decide to purchase the book and love it, please return and leave an honest review. And tell your friends. Word of mouth is the best advertisement.


Mental pain is a real thing.

In most cases, when mental pain is triggered, the brain sends signals to the heart, causing it to contract so fiercely that it pulls the tendons and nerves—the heartstrings—that support the most important muscle in the human body.

Sometimes these tendons snap, causing an intense, physical reaction. Most of the time, this type of pain stays in the chest area, settling in around the heart, making the individual who is experiencing it hyperventilate or feel extreme discomfort. Instances that might cause this to happen are getting your heart broken, losing a friend, loved one or pet, witnessing or hearing about something horrible or even reading a good ugly-cry book.

There is another type of mental pain that is so much worse. The type of mental pain I’m referring to is so severe and traumatic that, almost immediately after the mind registers what happened, it starts to shut down as a defense, and in some cases blacks out and causes the person to forget what took place, a condition also known as amnesia. Numbness and/or bouts of anger usually occur when this happens. Some triggers for this type of mental pain are losing a child, accidentally killing someone, being a victim of rape or PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), to name just a few.

I suffer from the second one. Or maybe I should say that I used to suffer from the second one. The day Sean Reese walked into my life was the day I started to heal and live again. My name is Charlie Mason. If you have a little while, I’d like to tell you my story.


The Becoming series will be available at B&N, Kobo, iBooks and anywhere else digital books are sold. If you’d like a paperback, those can be purchased at Amazon, too.

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Back in the saddle aka my plight with Scrivener

Linda Bloodworth

My whole digital life is in the cloud. I upload pictures, files, and generally anything I want to work on or save. What irks me to no end is that Scrivener has decided their software must only be used on a computer. I don’t want to upload various versions of my story. I want to work on the SAME bloody story and have it save automatically just like Google Docs. That is what the consumer wants in this day and age. I don’t want to compile my document, save it to Google Drive, then download that document and work on it. I cannot take my laptop with me to my day job, ergo, I have no choice.

The frustration level has caused me to not even bother writing some days. Yes, I am mad at software. I’ve decided to bite my proverbial lip and do just what annoys me most…

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Begin the epic Urban Fantasy Romance series that everyone is raving about! The first TWO books are on us!

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Mena Hoke wants the Master Vampire of Montgomery, Alabama, but the Alpha Wolf inside her craves the homicide detective working the case of the man she murdered.

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Forever is the Worst Long TimeForever is the Worst Long Time by Camille Pagán
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

From the very first page of FOREVER IS THE WORST LONG TIME, the reader is drawn into this ‘un-put-downable’ story of friendship, love and loss, trust and betrayal, redemption and reconciliation.

Camille Noe Pagan writes with an authority and compassionate understanding of the human condition, weaving a rich narrative with a cast of multi-dimensional, layered characters to create a truly compelling read.

James -the dreamer, Rob- the fatalist, Lou- the poet and woman who loved too well… this trio of friends and lovers is beautifully, almost heart-breakingly, real… are “center-stage” in this ‘drame de l’amour’.

Camille’s characters are brilliantly written, flawed with a ‘human-ness’ that makes them relatable on so many levels to the reader. As their story unfolds – told through the voice of James, with an honesty that is both open and at times brutal, imbued with a wisdom that belies the age of the narrator… the characters’ “layers” are revealed, pulling the reader through a range of emotions… love, hate, despair, hope… to an ending that will have the reader reaching for a box of tissues.


“Every event is different to those who have lived it, those who have witnessed it, and those who only later read of it.” This is one of my favorite lines in the book.

James only ever wanted to write a novel… something important. That was his dream. But from the first moment his eyes settle on his best friend’s fiancée, that dream begins to unravel.

Lou is a woman who loves too well and when the man she thought she was going to spend the rest of her life with betrays her love, Lou’s heart finds a safe harbor in James… Jim, as she calls him. It suits him better than James, she told him when they first met. Jim, already hopelessly smitten and deeply conflicted, falls the rest of the way in love with Lou. It’s a short fall.

Neither know it yet, but their lives will be irrevocably changed.

Rob is undeserving of Lou. On every level. He sees betrayal as an absolute and the truth as shades of grey. He plays the role of the “wronged”, ironically unaware of his own duplicity.

We all make choices. And there are often consequences that we are not prepared to deal with. But deal with we must.

James, Lou, and Rob find their lives turned upside down and inside out as they grapple with the choices they have made and the choices they will make. They too will eventually have to deal with the consequences of their actions.

More than anything else, FOREVER IS THE WORST LONG TIME is a story of hope. It is a story of human frailty, of needs and desires and compromises and an uncertain future.

Love can come in a heartbeat. And end even faster.

Love can also be a long, slow “fall”.

One that can last a lifetime.

Thank you.

Veronica Marie Lewis-Shaw
(Writing under a large mushroom somewhere in the Pacific Northwest)

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A Letter to Mom

This is so beautiful!


Dear Mom,

You are the reason I am able to buckle down and write.

I am remembering when you would, each night without fail, sit down at the kitchen table with the boys and I after a long workday to help us with our papers. I always thought it was because you loved us so much – never imagined it could be that you simply loved to write. Now I think maybe it was both.

I can remember the weekends when I would play with fisher price dolls on the floor in your office while the keyboard went CLICK – CLICK – CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. The sweet smell of old wooden chairs mixing with fresh cut grass outside the dusty, open window brings the happy memory bubbling to the surface of my beating heart. I do not think I ever truly left that itchy carpet in your office with keys going CLICK.

I have come to realize I naturally…

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