mreedmccallhttp://mreedmccall.comContemporary fiction author M. Reed McCall grew up in a rural area of Upstate New York as part of a large and loving family. As "Mary Reed McCall", she wrote award-winning historical romance; she was finalist for Romance Writer's of America's Best First Book RITA Award and has won the Romantic Times Reviewer's Choice Award for Best Medieval Romance. When she is not writing or involved with family activities, she teaches high school and college level English.
The pretty pink sky at dawn this morning out my back door…
Leading to the slate gray sky of daytime, out my classroom window.
The weather changes reflect my mood and my ruminations today on the changes we inevitably experience in life. As with everything, we must accept the bitter after the sweet…trusting that the sweet will eventually come again.
It’s hard to believe that here it is the end of February, and this is my first post of 2016.
There are several reasons for this, which I won’t get into in any detail, but I will share that my life has become more complex and complicated in many ways, due to some family-related issues and a delightful and loveable new little human who has been living with us and made me a (quite youthful!) grandmother.
Needless to say, the slogan on the Yogi tea I’ve been drinking this past hour is one I’m working actively toward achieving each day: “To be calm is the highest achievement of the self”.
Speaking of tea, what do you think of my mug? It’s new (well, as of January) and was a little gift to myself, purchased at a country store but from a source called Healing Touch Pottery.Each mug or pottery item is unique, handmade from quartz clay and containing a gemstone or mineral in the handle, imbued with energy associated with that. Mine is my birthstone, amethyst (yes, I recently had a milestone birthday) 🙂
I love it! Has anyone else here tried their pottery? I’d like to collect a few more pieces. It’s pretty and comforting all at once.
Anyway – I’m glad to be back and will try to post again more frequently. I’m writing sporadically, working at the moment on a prequel novella for The Crimson Lady– but thanks to the aforementioned changes in life, I’ve yet to find my rhythm to set up any regular schedule. It will come in time – when it’s supposed to – I’m confident.
Until my next post, wishing you all a wonderful weekend!
I’m delighted to share that Moose Tracks on the Road to Heavenhas received a “Reviewer’s Choice” Award from Foreword Reviews, the preeminent Indie Book Review Quarterly.
Considering that the quarterly publishes more than 600 book reviews annually, this nod for Moose Tracks on the Road to Heaven – one of only 15 chosen for the year – is a real honor, and I am thrilled.
Just click on FOREWORD REVIEWS right here and it will take you to the blog posting and the list of books named. Mine is the sixth one down, with the original review by Maya Fleischmann, along with some lovely commentary just before it, explaining why she chose my book as her favorite of 2015. 🙂
I happened to be over at amazon making some purchases and noticed that the three of my titles still retained by HarperCollins/Avon are being offered at a deep discount for kindle download.
All three are only $1.99 each, instead of the usual $5.99!
This includes my one and only Highland-set historical (The Sweetest Sin), and the first two books in my Templar Knights trilogy (Beyond Temptation and Sinful Pleasures). If you click on the title it will bring you to the sale page for each book.
I have no idea how long the discount will last, so if you’re interested in trying any of these titles, now is the time. I’ve never seen HarperCollins offer any of these at such a deep discount…I’m considering it a Holiday “gift”!
For those of you who might be near Central Upstate New York this weekend, November 28th, the Saturday after Thanksgiving…
My talk and signing will be at Jervis Public Library (613 N Washington St, Rome, NY 13440 Call: (315) 336-4570 for more information) in my old hometown – which was the inspiration for the fictional setting of Moose Tracks on the Road to Heaven. I’ll be talking about converting real life into fiction, publishing, writing in general…and pretty much anything else anyone wants to know or have a conversation about.
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, probably because it’s about being together and sharing food, time, and memories, without any need to focus on material gifts and the like.
I’ve always loved it. I can remember being a little girl and sitting in the living room watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, eating a bowl of grapes (a special treat, along with tangerines, for the holiday).
The big picture window would be all steamed up from Ma’s cooking in the adjoining kitchen, and the delicious smells of the turkeyroasting, onions and celery sautéed in butter for use in the stuffing, and sage filling the whole room with a homey, delicious scent.
So…what are some of your favorite Thanksgiving foods, if you celebrate the holiday? I’m always looking to add something to our table, so please share in the comments! 🙂
I love this illustration. It’s from the children’s book The Snatchabook, by Helen Docherty and Thomas Docherty, published in 2013.
It captures those magical possibilities that always delighted me as a child, when I’d imagine little homes in the woods where all the animals lived, snug and secure. In my mind’s eye there were tiny, warm beds covered in puffy patchwork quilts, and Mama animals of all sorts reading their babies bedtime stories in their cozy little rooms.
I’m ordering the book for my granddaughter, for when she’s older. Maybe her imagination will be sparked, too.
Another favorite – Mr. Snitzel’s Cookies by Jane Flory, for its magical elements of a never-ending supply of baking ingredients for cookies, cakes, and other delights, all earned from the simple act of being kind and offering a meal and a warm bed to a stranger in need.
November days like today – a little raw, gray, and rainy – bring out these nostalgic memories. I happen to enjoy this kind of day…much easier for me to get cozy in it, than in the blazing (though still beautiful) sun of summer. 🙂
How about you? Any favorite books from your childhood that sparked your imagination?
I loved “Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood” when I was a child. It was my all-time favorite (it even earned a mention in the “past” scene just after Chapter Four in Moose Tracks on the Road to Heaven).
This past summer I was thrilled to find this mug in the gift shop of a theater where my younger daughter was attending a week-long “Broadway Professionals” program. There was a wide variety of eclectic gifts and items, including several mugs and bobble heads. I also picked up a “Shakespeare Love Quotes” mug to go with my “day job”. 🙂
Okay, so here’s what’s especially awesome about this mug. When you add hot water, Mr. Rogers changes into his yellow sweater!
It’s just like in the TV program, when he’d get inside his house and change his shoes and jacket for sneakers and a sweater.
And there are quite a few of his sayings and quotes all around the mug, too.
It just makes me happy…much in the same way the late Mr. Rogers always did.
He still does, whenever I get to see something where he is featured.
There is this article, “46 Things I Learned by Making Mr. Rogers and Me”. It’s well worth a look (it also contains links to other articles, videos, and photos that are wonderful too). It’s by Benjamin Wagner, a young MTV producer who, with his brother, premiered a documentary called Mr. Rogers and Me in 2011.
And like this video, where he received an award, but still managed to turn the spotlight away from himself to make us think and feel, and potentially leave us better people because of it.
This was done my first year at college, when I came home on break…
Reminiscing Halloweens past, and the decorating we used to do at the Homestead with all homemade materials. All the pictures in this post are from the 80’s (as the clothing and hairstyles will attest, LOL)!
Cutting jack-o-lanterns with Pa and Ma. Ma is having a bit of fun with her pumpkin. 🙂
Admiring the finished products with Pa
And finally, sitting atop the little shelter Pa built for us to stand in while we waited for the school bus at the end of our long driveway…sharing the space with a giant pumpkin Pa grew, and a little orange cat he and Ma took in.