Well, folks . . . I did it!
Mae’s Revenge is available just in time for your first weekend of Summer, 2017!
The lovely ladies (pictured above) simply could not wait another moment to find out exactly what goes on inside this historical novella.
And now — you don’t have to wait, either!
Available on Amazon.com:
Thank you, dear readers, for sharing this adventure with me, and I hope you enjoy Mae’s Revenge! (Available in E-book and paperback versions.) Please don’t hesitate to use the “comment” option, above.
Excerpt from my next book —
VanSant pulled a pipe from his inside pocket, opened a pouch of tobacco, pinched a bit between his fingers and began tapping it into the bowl. “You don’t mind if I have a smoke, do you Mae?”
“Of course not, my father smokes a pipe every evening and I’ve grown accustomed to the aroma of a fine tobacco.” This man doesn’t need to know I lived above a tailor’s shop in a tiny apartment with four other people. I can tell him whatever story I want, and he has no way of knowing if I’m telling the truth or not! This encouraged Mae to expand on her tale. “Why, when my family received the ambassador from Cuba, he presented my father with a sterling silver tin filled with the very finest tobacco the island had to offer.”
“My, my! That is impressive, Mae,” VanSant said and lit his pipe.
Melanie Hamilton Wilkes:
Oh my goodness!
Dearest Aunt Pittypat—that awful man said I
was too unattractive to grope!
Whatever will I do?
Fiddle -dee-dee, Melanie—simply do not cast your
vote for that brute!
* * * Problem solved* * *
So—A young Jewish girl from Philly walks into a bar…(You haven’t heard this one, have you?)
Actually, it is the year 1888, and the bar is the Gem Saloon in Deadwood, South Dakota.
I’m about 4,500 words into writing my next book (an adult historical novel loosely based on true events) and I hope you will come along for the ride!
At the moment, our seventeen-year-old protagonist is on a train, headed for Chicago. An attractive thirty-something stranger has insinuated himself into her adventure by taking the seat next to her. Away from home and family for the first time in her life, Mae is both wary and excited!
I hope you will find the time, dear readers, to follow along for periodic updates on: “MAE heads WEST” — (my working title).
(NOTE: If any of my readers are, or know experts in early modes of transportation in the U.S., I would love to hear from you in the COMMENTS. I have several questions that my internet research has not provided answers to, and would appreciate your valuable assistance going forward.)
A long time ago, in a galaxy far away…no wait, that’s not right.
Some time in the past (not necessarily yours), there was a world of generalities.
There were televisions (with three channels, that you had to stand up and walk however many miles to manually turn a knob to change); telephones (with heavy black receivers that had little holes that you listened through and spoke into, and rotary dials that wore your fingernails down if you had to dial a long-distance number); maps (that had so many folding parts it took an engineer to get it back into the original paper rectangle which was stored in your car’s glove compartment); ovens (that could cook a whole turkey in seven hours); tablets (made of paper, with lines on it so you would know where to write the words with your pencil or pen); and books (made from trees, that required the heavy lift of turning pages with your hand, over and over and over again, until you reached the end).
Now there is a world of bits and bytes.
We have HDTVs, smart phones, GPS, microwaves, electronics of all shapes and sizes in which to manipulate and store our data, and digitized devices that can hold up to twenty-eleven-gazillion different kinds of reading matter.
I have written a book – Bosses and Blackjacks.
When it becomes available – hopefully, by the end of this year – feel free to read it in any way you feel most comfortable – except under water…neither paper nor electronics fair well when wet.
That’s all for now. I’ll be in touch.