Howdy! (I had to say that, I'm from Texas!) I've only met about half of the folks on my email list, face to face. The other half, know me through my books or blogs. If you are wondering how I found you, it was through a contest you entered with Booksweeps. You traded your email address for a chance to win books, and hear about big discounts on books in the future. Like a firm southern handshake, you can count on, I'm keeping my end of the bargain. That's what this email is about...an ebook that has been discounted to .99cents for a few days. (til Memorial Day) This is my latest book, The Essence of Secrets. My first time to dip my toes into this genre of Literary Fiction. I'm gonna confess, everything I write has at least a drop of magic in it. So if you don't think that's for you, maybe just wait for my next email? Otherwise, all you have to lose is .99cents. But there is another possibility... You could gain a different perspective of your own family...Stories give us the ability to look from the outside and see things from a new angle. The possibility of forgiveness? The ability to see that brother or sister who always pushed all your buttons... with a whole new set of eyes? Maybe you'd consider inviting them over, instead of pushing them off a cliff. Not that you'd ever do that. All for the bargain basement price of .99cents. *You can add the audible book for $1.99 if you rather just listen?
Growing up in the small town was a nightmare. When the end nears, can five grieving siblings forgive the abuse of the past? Tessa Whitley dreads going home. Faced with moving an abusive father into memory care, the pragmatic forty-something reunites with her siblings to begin the arduous task of helping an angry man who barely remembers them. But even as his dementia causes his mind and behavior to deteriorate, the shy woman finds strength when her estranged elder sister makes a surprise visit. Reliving the days when the family prodigal was her sole protector, Tessa struggles to balance the years of resentment with her need for peace. And when her addled parent reveals tragic hidden truths about the past, the hardworking caretaker wonders if old wounds can ever truly be healed? Can Tessa embrace this bittersweet second chance without losing herself? With frank honesty and tender insight, Teresa Holman weaves a spellbinding tale of grief and closure. In a complex narrative of deep emotion and a touch of magical realism, Holman offers a revealing look at the toll abuse and neglect take and how to come to terms with trauma. The Essence of Secrets is a heartwarming work of women’s fiction. If you like tight-knit sisterhoods, hints of the supernatural, and stories that fearlessly tackle love and loss, then you’ll adore Teresa Holman’s gutsy confrontation. Buy The Essence of Secrets and experience an extraordinary tale of sibling solidarity and reconciliation.
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I had a lot to say during Autism Awareness Month. I wrote a blog, then I wrote another one...and I just couldn't put it out there. The gut wrenching stories I read day in and day out. Ours was just one more. "We have to tell the real story of autism." Britton's words. Britton encouraged me. I was telling him all about how I was feeling. Grieving the "if onlys." If only I had known about the vaccines. If only you didn't suffer with so many seizures. If only we could open a center for young...
It feels so real. I can see it clearly in my mind. I've dreamed it, I've prayed for it, I've longed for it with every cell in my body. This morning I've dreamed it again. Now I lay here, my eyes still closed. Savouring the joy, letting the thrill of what my soul longs for run through my spirit. I hear my son's voice, and feel his joy as he breaks free from the chains of non-speaking autism and relentless seizures. The hope, the dream, takes a breath and exhales out in visions that dance...
You most likely know I have a son with autism...perhgaps some of you do as well. I write about the challenges of raising, living with unpredictable seizures, and finding purpose. He's been really sick for a few years now, and our life has been challenged and changed drastically. He doesn't leave the house much. He's weak a lot, and he struggles with life outside of his control. I went to put his iPad on the charger and for whatever reason, his pictures were scrolling across the screen. I...