Featured Free Book: Book is free from 02/19/2021 until 02/23/2021 If the dates are the same, book is free one day only.

About the Book

WHEN YOU GROW UP WATCHING YOUR FATHER
CUT YOUR MOTHER IN HALF MOST NIGHTS,
IT’S HARD TO DEFINE NORMAL.

Daughter of Adam Adamovitch, God’s gift to women and Theatre, and the lovely Ophelia, who can throw a hissy fit faster and farther than anyone; life for Sandra was always going to have challenges. When Adam’s wandering eye lights on yet another conquest, it proves a chorus girl too far, and Sandra’s caught in the reverberations of an acrimonious parting.

Coerced into restoring her depressed mother to the bosom of a family Sandra never knew existed, she’s sucked into a situation that even for her – and she’s had years of bizarre – is seriously unnerving. One thing’s for sure, the sooner she puts as much distance as possible between herself and the newfound nearest and dearest with their alarming tendencies and failing hotel business, the happier she’ll be.

She just has to sort a few small issues – a possessed chef, a hanged housemaid and a fly-on-the-wall documentary. And then there’s the wolf, the doppelgänger, the crazed shape-shifter, and an age-old grudge. Things slide swiftly from bad to farce and then turn a hell of a lot darker. One minute Sandra’s trying to save the family business, the next she’s battling to save their lives. You couldn’t make it up!
“Janet Evanovich with Magic!” – Amazon Reviewer
“Loved it!” M.A.Comley, NYT Bestseller

Download book here

Featured Free Book: Book is free from 02/14/2021 until 02/28/2021 If the dates are the same, book is free one day only.

About the Book

Our existence is fragile. I learned that in many intricate ways, so I do not take today for granted. I do not know what tomorrow will bring. I do not even know if tomorrow will come.

On the eve of Thanksgiving 2016, I received the diagnosis of stage 4 lung cancer. Next to dying, I fear the spread of cancer to my brain and losing my ability to think, speak, or write. This loss would be devastating to me.

The fragility of our life made me want to be authentic. Therefore, I am writing this memoir to be authentic—we become our true selves when we author who we are.

I am afraid of being forgotten. Death does frighten me. But more than dying, I am scared of having no one remember me or, even worse, of being recognized differently from who I was. At the same time, I have never thought that I was entitled to ask others not to forget me. But, not to be forgotten is precisely what I yearn for.

While I am writing for the other, I am simultaneously writing for myself. I am one of the readers and will test the subject as it gets written. My criteria are stricter. I want to say, “This is my narrative.”

I need to be able to say, “This is my narrative.”

Download book here