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It’s been a couple of years since my novella, Thanksgiving at Canine Corral was published, but every time the holiday approaches, I find myself rereading and enjoying it. Yeah, that makes me sound a little biased and a tad self-absorbed, but… Okay, okay! A LOT biased and self-absorbed, maybe. LOL. But I seriously enjoyed writing
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It’s official. I’m out of Facebook and Twitter for good. Why? When I landed book deals with a couple of publishers several years ago, they recommended I join some social media sites to a) get my name out there, b) interact with readers/fans, and c) promote my work. There were no real instructions as to
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When I read a book, I judge the author’s writing strength by very simple criteria. I’m not terribly concerned about a few typos or a couple of boo-boos with punctuation. Minor formatting errors mean nothing to me. The criteria I’m looking for is this: Can the author make me laugh, cry, get angry, smile, feel
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A traveler came through a small country town and brought with him news from around the globe. Citizens gathered in the courthouse square to listen as the man spoke for hours about events occurring in places they would never visit and people they would never meet. From morning to evening, the traveler painted a bleak
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Hello again! Everybody doing okay? Hanging in there with all this “social distancing” and everything else that’s going on? It’s a stressful time for some folks. Understandably so. I hope you and your loved ones have been physically untouched by COVID-19 even if the world is turned a bit upside down. To help during this
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It’s here! Get your Kindle copy for 99¢ for a limited time. Here’s the back-cover synopsis: Industrial City, Ava Starling’s hometown, is struggling to survive with businesses and industries closing and jobs at a minimum. She’s desperately trying to help assist the needy through the thrift store she owns and operates, but homelessness is on
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In this day and age, it’s easy to get caught up in “likes” and “un-likes” on social media. Here’s the thing. Your self-worth isn’t determined by whether someone likes you or not. It’s like Junior High. “So-and-so likes me.” Or… “I don’t think so-and-so likes me.” Does it matter? Whose approval are you going for?
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That’s the question I ask myself once I’ve finished writing and publishing my latest book. Awake into the wee hours, my mind is a whirlwind of activity. Will I dive into writing a trilogy? Dabble with a stand-alone novel? Maybe come up with a couple of short stories for giveaways? Decisions, Decisions. A lot of
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I’m just sitting here waiting for my second cup of coffee to magically move from the kitchen counter, where I left it, to my office, where I’m too lazy to get up and go get it. Maybe if I see hubby going that way… Here’s a thought. Totally random. I remember when a friend and
Irene Onorato 