After looking at the recent snow storm in Michigan, I am even more grateful that we moved to South Carolina. There's something wonderful about a beach.
Author Mara Gan had visited Santorini which inspired her to write about her characters ending up on a deserted island. But she'd left them in a precarious situation at the end of Joined... How could she find a way to make the story work?
Misplaced is an amazing story, inspired by the sweet breezes of Santorini. Now Available in ebook and print. Grab a copy for yourself and see how she gets her characters back on track.
I know I had a good life before. If only I could remember it.
I couldn’t sew, I couldn’t fish, I couldn’t hunt, I couldn’t cook, for goodness’ sake I couldn’t even tell the hallucinogenic mushrooms from the non-hallucinogenic ones. The list of Things I Couldn’t Do was uncomfortably long.
There was, however, one pretty big thing I could do: I could heal people with just a touch of my hands.
I didn’t understand it, nor did I know why or how I came by this ability, because here was the other thing: I had no memory.
Nada. Nil. Zero.
I had simply awoken on a beach, about two months ago, with my name rolling around my head, but that was it. My name was all I knew.
Just my name.
Being tied to a post for several hours had given me a lot of time to think.
This wasn’t, strictly speaking, a good thing. Being alone with my thoughts made me worry, often about things that had zero bearings on where I was or what I was doing. Like
whether or not my sandals would make it another week without mending, if eating so many kastania nuts would make my breath smell funny, or if I could get attacked by a shark while pearl diving.
But just now I was beginning to stress that Kakó would get worried and try to come find me. I didn’t need him finding out about this little stunt, as he’d undoubtedly just go off on
another long-winded lecture about safety and yadda, yadda, yadda. Safety, as if that was a concern for two people who regularly risked their lives to thwart a slave-trading ring.
I knew from watching past offenders that no one would cut me loose until the morning, but I wasn’t worried about that. I had my own knife slipped into a hidden sheath at the back of my belt and another strapped to my leg in case the first one was confiscated. But I couldn’t very well cut myself loose and go about my business until it was dark and all the market patrons had gone home. My legs were aching from the hours of standing, and I itched to cut myself loose, finish up, and go home.
Not for the first time, I wondered how I had ended up here. There were so many things wrong with my situation that I didn’t even know where to start. Why did I have no memory? Why did no one seem to miss me or come looking for me? Why did I have precisely zero “normal” skills? And why did I look so different? Why was everyone around me decidedly far more tan than I was? And what was up with my ears?
And of course, there was that other thing, that ability I had that I kept from everyone except Kakó. And he only knew because I’d used it to save his life that first day we’d met.
About the Author:
A Pacific Northwesterner by birth and disposition, Mara has lived in Washington, D.C., Oregon, Japan, and most recently, the beautiful Pacific Grove, California, before returning to her roots in Seattle. By day she teaches history to unsuspecting teenagers, and by night she writes books and travels to far-flung places. A black cat enthusiast, she loves to read, play sports, and drink far more London Fogs than is likely good for her.
With Veteran's Day fast approaching, seeing the war story- Midway, at the theater was a great weekend event.
Unlike many of the "Historically accurate" movies, the director and writer only relied on actual events and true people. So what you see is a movie that will have you celebrating the bravery of these men.
You can check out my full review on my Review Page. Do you have a favorite war movie?
In the amazing conclusion to the Submerged Sun series, Marko and Miranda are face to face with their worst fears. Their friends and family aren't safe. Someone is mutilating the mermaid people trying to change them into something else.
And You thought Your Monday was bad!! This captivating series began with Captivate and then to Impulse and now Release brings the story back to the beginning.
The action-packed conclusion to the Submerged Sun Trilogy...
In a glittering underwater world, where danger lurks behind beauty and power, seventeen-year-old Miranda Sun must decide between her freedom and the love her heart ultimately yearns for.
While Robbie and the citizens of Marin eagerly await the birth of the first child to have been born in the city of Marin in over twenty years, Miranda and Marko must deal with the pain and heartache of their banishment from the underwater city.
When the bodies of young women begin to wash up on beaches across the globe, their legs mutilated in a telling way, Miranda and Marko become even more desperate to return to Marin.
Because if Damir is back to his evil ways, then Miranda’s sister, Lauren, is in grave danger.
Will Miranda and Marko return to the city in time to save Lauren?
Or is Lauren, and the entire city of Marin, doomed already…
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Musings from Michigan