Getting older is a challenge. One of the hardest parts for me is forgetting things. I write a lot of notes now so that I don't forget things. I have a paper calendar to keep track of my schedule and use the alarm on my phone as well.
Nothing will have me breaking out in a cold sweat faster than if I think I've forgotten something. And don't even ask me about the time my ex-husband forgot to pick up our child after baseball.
Can you imagine if you lost all your memories? Not just who your friends were but also how to cook an egg? What about what certain foods were? The only thing you can remember is your name!
SCARY! But that's the premise for the sequel to Joined--Misplaced. Our heroine, Meda is a person lost on an island but she's not alone and while she can't remember her past, others know who she is and have reason to fear her regaining her memory.
Be sure to pre-order this amazing story! It will have you on the edge of your seat!
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.
Be sure to catch up on Joined before Misplaced releases....
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.
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