Announcing Help Wanted by Charmaine Gordon!

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Announcing another great book in the

River’s Edge Series

by Charmaine Gordon

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River’s Edge, where the town motto is Kindness to Strangers, is a small town with big heart, and stories to tell that will warm your heart, make you smile, and turn a dreary day into a day of hope for the Kindness of Strangers…

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Book 2

Help Wanted

by Charmaine Gordon

Steve and Sally Atwood have some big adjustments to make when they move to River’s Edge. Steve has lost his career in the corporate world and finds work painting houses. Sally flings off her apron and pursues her lifelong dream to be a reporter in the small town with a big heart, where the motto is ‘Kindness to Strangers’.

Afraid he is losing Sally to a more exciting world, Steve panics, but despite Sally’s lecherous new boss, together they rediscover all the love of their thirty-five…

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A newlywed’s first Halloween-1952 Bossier City, Louisiana

Unaware of anything but but each other, the Korean War, and Barksdale Air Force Base, Bud came home riding his Corgi mortorbike- the smallest cycle you ever saw.

“Did you buy candy?”

“No. Why?”

“It’s Halloween and our little neighborhood is filled with kids who will come looking for treats.”

“UH, what’ll we do? It’s too late to go shopping.” The bell rang. Young voices cried out, “Trick or treat-trick or treat. Give us something good to eat.”

Apples, I remembered the big bag of apples we had. So we put an apple in each pumpkin. and the kids ran off laughing. I knew we’d run out of them soon. Not the kids-the apples. And we did.

My pilot husband said, “How about bread? Do we have a loaf of Wonder Bread?”

“Sure but what. . .”

“Quick. Give me a slice and a small paper bag. When I turn off the outside light, I’ll rattle my hand in the bag. The kids will think something wonderful is coming up and in the dark, I’ll drop a slice of bread.”

What can I say about that wonderful night of laughter. Convulsed, holding our sides together, finally the doorbell stopped ringing. Bud and I had another night to remember. Just one of so many in all the wonderful years together.

Are you listening up there, wherever you are, sweetheart? Oh yes you are.

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Farewell,Hello

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10/26/14 WEWRIWA

Hi and welcome to our Sunday’s at WEWRIWA where talented writers post eight sentences and wait for constructive critique. I look forward to this day and so will you. Don’t be shy. Just jump right in and make friends from all over. If I can do it, so can you.

I continue this week with my WIP. Chelle Cordero suggested Help Wanted as a title. My publisher and I said “Way cool” so that’s the title. We even have a cover to be revealed next week. Moving along, Sally Atwood is about to get an interview with the dog communicator, Grace Trumbull at the Pet Emporium. Grace’s husband Scott leads Sally into a room where the communication has just begun.

excerpt in eight:

Heart hammering with excitement, Sally walked behind Scott to the designated spot and watched, hand held the camcorder trained on a magnificent medium size dog. The sad pooch pressed his nose against the cheek of a lean youthful woman, to let out a low mournful sound.

She stroked his head all the way down the lush furry back several times murmuring in his floppy ear, repeating the process over and over.

Rubbing his nose against her fingers, the saluki gave her a few laps like kisses with his tongue and the silent conversation continued.

Grace nodded, listening and gave her full attention to the sleek graceful unhappy dog.

When he lifted a paw to her face to pat as if saying thanks, Grace embraced the silky haired canine in need of comfort.

Sally, the observer, felt  tears fall with the beauty of the moment and blotted her eyes with the white sleeve of her new shirt.

Abruptly the atmosphere changed when the Saluki’s owner barged in ending the consultation so Sally turned off the camcorder and hurried to the alcove to wait.

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A little chat about Thyroid–Yikes!

Here’s the deal, my friends. A few months ago, this happy, perky author began to feel exhausted and a wee bit depressed. Yes. Me who through all my years of putting one step forward followed by the next and never giving up, felt sad and depressed. Fate stepped in with a blood test before going for my yearly check-up. Sure enough, the TSH number for thyroid normally .04 or .05 was double YIKES 28 +. My doctor immediately called an endocrinologist and within an hour, I sat at his desk discussing the problem.

“Not to worry,” he said. “I’ll phone in a prescription to elevate the dose and we’ll get together in six weeks to see how you’re doing.”

I did worry since I still felt poorly. In my usual way, I kept writing my latest book, almost finished now, took care of grandest but instead of my husband taking a walk with me, I call it “taking a drag with me.”

You see, the thyroid is one of the most important glands in your body. From Wikipedia, I learned this and I quote,” The thyroid hormones are essential to proper development and differentiation of all cells of the human body. These hormones also regulate protein, fat, and carbohydrate metabolism, affecting how human cells use energetic compounds. Since I no longer have a thyroid due to cancer years ago, I just took levothyroxine each day with a glass of water and an hour later had breakfast. A daily routine. Now, for some unknown reason, it’s not working.I have faith in my doctor and pray I’ll be tap dancing again soon.

So beware and take care, my friends. I wish you the best of good health and happiness.

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10/19/14 WEWRIWA

Hi Gang. Welcome to WEWRIWA on Sunday. We guarantee an interesting read with everyone of our participants and welcome constructive critique. Thank you for stopping by to leave a comment. Personally, I learn from each comment.

This week I continue with my latest WIP-untitled still-help me out, people.

Sally Atwood has a challenge from a womanizing cable company. She escapes, excited to know if she’s fortunate to get an interview with Grace Trumbull at the Pet Emporium, known for her talent as the dog communicator, she’ll get the job promised by sleazy Jerald Adams. Former homemaker, Sally is eager to start her first job as a reporter so this is her big chance.

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Sally slung the worn leather bag over her shoulder packed with a new camcorder Steve gave her to celebrate the transition from homemaker to reporter and heart hammering, drove to the Pet Emporium on Main Street.
 A tall muscular man walked over to greet her amidst the cacophony of barking dogs and she babbled,“I’m Sally Atwood, a reporter, the cable station’s chief Jerald Adams challenged me to get an interview with a prominent woman he calls the dog communicator.”
“I’m Scott Dwyer,”  he laughed while he steered Sally to a small alcove, closed the door, the noise subsided, the aroma of freshly baked brownies overcame her.

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 Sally liked his easy going manner and confided, “After raising three kids and being a stay-at-home mom for many years, I took some classes in communication, journalism and reporting and I do have a few credentials from work in Rockland County if you’d like to check them out.”

Handing him a folder, she took a small bite out of the brownie, and thought,Oh my God, the taste of chocolate so sweet she restrained from the desire to inhale the entire piece even though it beckoned..
His blue eyes scanned current columns Sally wrote and he said, “ I like your warm, friendly, not pretentious style so wait a sec.”
“You’re in luck today, Sally ’cause Grace is in a good mood and right now she’s in conference with a sad saluki.”

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10/12/14 WEWRIWA

And the days dwindle down to a precious few. . .No problem. We have our community of writers, WEWRIWA, to keep us going and write we must. Today I appeal to you, I’ve done this in the past, with a WIP, the sequel to Housebroken, Book 2 in the River’s Edge Series. Untitled, jump in at any time with full credit, I intended to select a character from Book One but Sally Atwood intruded saying , “Oh no you don’t. I’m about to blossom from homemaker to reporter.” I followed her lead and this is what came up. The story begins with her first interview at River’s Edge Community Cable Company. Sally’s fifty five. All the others in the waiting room are young. YIKES!

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“Sally Atwood.” Sally jumped when she heard the receptionist call her name.

She picked up the dropped briefcase and gathered spilled papers, embarrassed in front of all the young reporters waiting for an interview.

Jerald Adams had the reputation as high man on the totem pole of local news, also rumored to be a womanizer.
She entered the office, smelled cigars and wrinkled her nose.
“Well hello, Sally Atwood, have a seat and tell me why you don’t like the smell of cigars and had to wrinkle that pretty turned up nose?”
She sat deflated like a whipped pup knowing she’d gotten off to a bad start.
“I’m sorry it I offended you, Mr. Adams; I’m here to show you what I’ve accomplished so far and promise if, after you see my reporting ability, I’ll get, uh, used to the scent.”
He rose and came around the desk towering over the petite Sally, “Get me an interview with Grace Trumbull at the Pet Emporium with her doing the special dog communication thing she’s known for and you’re hired, little lady.”

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I’m participating along with several authors in WEWRIWA in First Page Blog Hop. We welcome comments and critique, of course and would love to see more participants.

Thanks, everyone, for your loving and important weekly critique.

Book Review: Farewell, Hello by Charmaine Gordon

Originally posted on A Potpourri of Promos, Reviews & Articles from Chelle:

Farewell, Hello

by Charmaine Gordon

“Charmaine Gordon’s book, Farewell. Hello, is a wonderful tale of the beginnings of a relationship and its twists and turns.  The beauty that shifts from idealism to reality hurts and surprises and I found myself really feeling the bygone time of purity, innocence and nostalgia of our heroine, Joy Davison.  Thanks Charmaine for such a great read and a throwback to the Chicago of the early 50s!

Her website refers to her work as “stories of women who survive and thrive” and it comes right off the pages: satisfaction, empowerment and at least a touch of fine romance on almost every page.”

   ~reviewed by Paul Harris

That first kiss… that first incredible, agonizing, bellyache-making first kiss. Soon, Joy and Danny are inseparable, planning a future – a life, together. A kiss goodbye couldn’t prepare the high school sweethearts for all that lay ahead. A family crisis, a tornado, and the Korean…

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