Writing a book review is not–no where, no how–in my bag of magic tricks. But the idea behind this tale is such an unusual and intriguing one that I felt compelled to share my mediocre review of this fine novel here. Please bear with me…
I had never heard of a Selkie until I read Julia Lund’s novel aptly titled Selkie, but then I’m not familiar with Scottish folklore. For those of you who don’t know what a Selkie is, it’s a creature that has the form of a seal, but can also take on a human form.
And so the story begins…
Sixteen-year-old Sam Harris, along with her mom and younger brother, move to the Scottish coast for a new start after their father/husband abandons the family. Sam’s mother has taken a job caring for the elderly Miss McCulloch who abides in a house overlooking a magical cove. And it is on the rocky cliffs above this cove where Sam meets the enigmatic Seb, a young man who will have a profound impact on her life.
Selkie is a bittersweet coming of age story, but much more. Mystery haunts the cliffs and cove. Sam sees things others don’t, and exploring this mystery costs Sam dearly.
I highly recommend this book. It moves along at a brisk pace, raising imagequestions that keeps the reader guessing until–
Well…you’ll just have to find that out for yourself.
You can purchase Julia Lund’s book on Amazon.
Click here for the US or here for the UK
You can also visit Ms. Lund on her website at:



A crack zigzags across the old sidewalk.
The summer sun’s fiery fingers prod inside
And wrench apart the hot concrete,
Exposing a tiny sliver of earth that for years untold
Has known only crushing pain and darkness.

While above . . . days pass, weeks pass,
And Summer relinquishes its sovereignity to Autumn.
Leaves fall, scarlet and saffron and umber tears
Scurry and dance across the sad gray surface.
Revivified wings flap overhead, rain patters down.

A frigid gale rides in on the back of the North Wind.
Ice crystals settle in the divide, cold elbows
Pushing against the argentine walls
That are desperately struggling to hold together.
The frozen earth shivers beneath this fresh onslaught.

While above . . . days pass, weeks pass,
And Winter reluctantly surrenders its silver crown to Spring.
Lightning splits the sky, thunder rolls and rumbles.
A deluge pounds the sidewalk; a cool river races through the cleft,
Torturously prying it open to the warming world.

The raw earth nestled in the crack feels a pleasant stirring.
A tiny green wisp breaks its surface and stretches toward the sun.
Oaken soldiers flanking the sidewalk tip their glossy green heads
To watch the miracle of birth arising from the ashes of neglect.
The dandelion nods its golden head . . . free at last.



Kindle Countdown Deal

Starting Saturday, August 8th, at 8am Pacific Standard Time, and ending August 15th, I’ll be running a Kindle Countdown Deal on A Raccoon Problem and Other Stories. If you’ve been considering buying my collection of short fiction, this would be the time to do so.
prob3A Raccoon Problem … contains ten stories of varying lengths and subjects, the one commonality being they all fall on the left side of strange. If you like your fiction a wee bit different, I think you’ll enjoy this collection.
Click here to purchase.


No Linda

Darrin McDermott had not wanted his wife to get pregnant. He’d told her up front bad genes roosted in his family tree, and he didn’t want to risk having a defective child. They had agreed before marrying five years earlier that this would be a childless union. But Linda had not stood by their agreement, yet he still loved and adored her–his golden angel.
Darrin now realized he should have used a condom–having a vasectomy had always been out of the question–but Linda had assured him she took her birth control pills faithfully. And she still swore by this, saying the pregnancy was an accident. But he had seen the longing in her eyes when they happened upon a mother and child, and had hurt for her. And perhaps, if he were to be honest, a little for himself. Continue reading “No Linda”



I walk the bone-chilling Nightland,
At peace within the lonesome shroud of black.
The icy glimmer of starlight caresses my upturned face,
A lover’s touch…with a sigh, my lips go slack.

I live in the sacred spaces…shadows of the dark
Where only Mistress Moon is a welcome light.
But when Fiery Dawn steals the pure leaden sky,
My fearful soul takes flight.

Off like a shooting star,
Hurtling into the empty void of space.
Away, away I flee from the purity of day,
I cannot let sunlight touch my evil face.



Pearls Before Swine…for free!

For three days, starting at midnight Pacific Standard Time on May 08, 2015, “Pearls Before Swine” will be available for free in Amazon’s Kindle Store. If you like a nice little gruesome tale, this short story is for you. It’s not for those who may be upset with the spilling of a little blood, and other . . . er . . . messy things, so don’t say I didn’t warn you. :D

Available here in the US
Available here in the US

Pearls Small

Buy here on Amazon US
Available here in the UK

Killer Road Trip

Hi all…

Just a quick note to apologize for not responding to many comments the last week or so. Husband and I are on a road trip–three time zones in the last few days. We should have done this year’s ago; it’s about to kill the both of us. lol But we have gotten to do some things that are on our “bucket list”, visited some interesting places and were awed by some of the most magnificent scenery the U.S. has to offer.

Be back soon…




A Raccoon Problem and Other Stories

I admit it: I am the Queen of Procrastination. I’m the person who says I’ll do it after while, I’ll do it tonight, I’ll do it in the morning, I’ll do it this evening, etc…etc. You get my drift.

Something seems to always be getting in the way of doing what I’ve planned, be it my job, housework or yard work, running errands, a grouchy husband who wants to spend some time with me. Oh–an episode of The Walking Dead, can’t forget that. But now that my favorite TV show is on hiatus until October, I can’t lay the blame of my dillydallying on it. (I won’t mention Bates Motel or The Following.)

Now, you may be wondering what in the world this woman is babbling about. To make it short and sweet, a couple of weeks ago I published A Raccoon Problem and Other Stories on Amazon. it consists of ten stories, some horror, some science fiction, some to the left side of strange; but all fall under the umbrella term known as “speculative fiction”. If you wish to go to Amazon and give my collection a look-see, I’ve included a couple of links to make it easier.

Click here for the US

And here for the UK