I love the layering of the characters. I would never have thought of him as an artist. And his taste in music, and poetry. A simple man with depth. I can't wait to discover what we'll find with her once you peel back the layers.
Yes, I did try to play against type whenever I could in this story, to make it less predictable. You may find some of the characters surprising - a long lost daughter, an old man who adopts a six year old boy, two lovable "spinsters", a jailbird. I am glad you found my little island here in the great Substack Sea, Ben. You are so welcome.
Aww. Thanks, Mark. You must have taken the day off to catch up on your reading! Me too. I took turns today - a little writing, a little reading, not much house cleaning or gardening... It can wait.
Eggs in a hole! My husband's favorite breakfast.
Still great.
I love the cozy bits that explore as much as any world-wide travel would!
Thanks, sweetheart.
I love the layering of the characters. I would never have thought of him as an artist. And his taste in music, and poetry. A simple man with depth. I can't wait to discover what we'll find with her once you peel back the layers.
Yes, I did try to play against type whenever I could in this story, to make it less predictable. You may find some of the characters surprising - a long lost daughter, an old man who adopts a six year old boy, two lovable "spinsters", a jailbird. I am glad you found my little island here in the great Substack Sea, Ben. You are so welcome.
The tentative, yet bold, first steps of love. Nicely done.
Aww. Thanks, Mark. You must have taken the day off to catch up on your reading! Me too. I took turns today - a little writing, a little reading, not much house cleaning or gardening... It can wait.
I read in bed. I am on the East Coast.
New York? Massachusetts?
North Carolina.
Go Mudcats! Hah!
Wow. I'm impressed. I went to a Bulls game the other day.
I can always hear your voice now when I read these texts, so well crafted and with sweet characters.
Coming from you, Linda, I feel very honored by this comment! Thank you
I had to smile, the eggs in the bread. My mother in law taught me to make them - what she called "frogs in a pond." They were a favorite in our house.
Frogs in a pond! We called it Toad in the hole. Pretty funny! Thanks Janice for reading Bartle Clunes