Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Featuring Ahe'ey Ange'el Series by Jamie Le Fay



Ahe’ey
Ange’el Series
Book One
Jamie Le Fay

Genre: Epic Fantasy Romance

Date of Publication: Book Release Date: 8th March 2017

ISBN-10: 0646969188
ISBN-13: 978-0646969183
ASIN: B06XF7T8P1

Number of pages: 625 paperback
Word Count: 155190

Cover Artist: Milan Jovanovic

Tagline: Morgan’s feminist books didn’t prepare her to deal with the dashing Gabriel and the land of Ahe’ey

Book Description:

"A thoughtful look at empowerment for women."

"A rollicking trip into a fantasy world complete with dragons, love and strength, and ideas that really get you thinking."

"Highly recommended for all ages."

Morgan is a dreamer, change maker and art lover. She is a feisty, slightly preachy, romantic feminist full of contradictions and insecurities. Morgan uncovers a world where women have the power, and where magic is no longer just a figment of her wild imagination. Sounds like a dream, but it may, in fact, turn into a nightmare.

The world of the Ahe'ey challenges and subverts her views about gender, genes, and nature versus nurture.

The strong and uninvited chemistry between her and the dashing Gabriel makes matters even more complicated. His stunning looks keep short-circuiting her rational mind.

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Excerpt:

"She believed in magic—the magic of places, the magic of people, the magic of coincidences, serendipity, and fortune. She enjoyed wandering through the world with the open mind and curiosity of a four-year-old child. In her world the mystical, mythical, and magical inhabited the same space and time as the ordinary and the practical. At Bethesda Terrace, she always felt close to a source of magic and creativity. It was as if she were tapping into the place where dragons, angels, gods, sorceresses, and demons came to life."
"She killed him instantly. The young woman plunged her hand into his wound and licked the blood. Once again, she dipped her hand into the blood and used four fingers to paint stripes on her face. Sky’s defiant eyes locked on Iblis."
"Debilitating guilt crushed Gabriel every time he interacted with Morgan. The Ange’el’s affection for the human was weakening his mandate to control her movements and influence her decisions. His task was, once again, to deceive and manipulate. He seemed destined to betray the confidence of those he held most dear."
“You know, it would be much less trouble if you were willing to bat your magic eyelashes.”

"Young Sathian was flirtatious, titillating, quick-witted, and brilliant. He left a trail of broken hearts across the land as he teased and taunted his victims with his beauty and charm. Both women and men succumbed to his joie de vivre and panache as he was an untypical Ange’el that carried the sunshine in his smile and in his eyes."

EDITORIAL REVIEWS

"A bracing mix of emotionally and intellectually honest fantasy." - Kirkus Reviews

"This book is a thoughtful look at empowerment for women. At the same time, it’s a rollicking trip into a fantasy world complete with dragons, love and strength, and ideas that really get you thinking. This book is highly recommended for all ages." - HUGEOrange

"They're flawed, real, and honest characters that can be easily related to. Ahe'ey is the kind of novel society needs to read, to create inspiration and to make people think. Ahe'ey is daring, complex, and honest. A must-read novel that tackles heavy and real topics with a mix of serious and humorous, charm and tragedy." - Reader's Favorite - 5 Star Review

"Ahe’ey contains a richly imagined world that raises complicated and timely questions about our own.

Jamie Le Fay’s Ahe’ey is an action-packed love story that puts forth a nuanced vision of gender stereotypes, body politics, and the dark side of seeking perfection." - Foreword Clarion - 4 Star Review



About the Author:

Jamie is an accomplished writer and speaker that focuses mainly on topics related to girlhood, feminism, gender equality, and the misrepresentation of minorities in media and marketing.






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Wednesday, May 3, 2017

How Old Is Too Old for Romance? ~guest post by Karin Rita Gastreich, author of Daughter of Aithne



How Old Is Too Old for Romance?
guest post by Karin Rita Gastreich

Recently, one of my critique partners expressed surprise that my current work in progress, a paranormal romantic thriller, features a protagonist in her mid-forties.

Unusual, I know, but not entirely unheard of. Romance protagonists are getting older by the day – just like the rest of us!

Still, while the RWA reports that romance readers have a median age of about 44, most romance protagonists continue to hover in their mid 20s or early 30s. Paranormal, in particular, favors the young and the innocent. 

At first glance, this may not seem relevant to my current medieval fantasy release, Daughter of Aithne. But as it turns out, my co-protagonists, Eolyn and Taesara, buck the same trend, albeit within their own world.

Taesara is in her late twenties at the start of the novel, and Eolyn in her mid-thirties. Sounds young? Well, keep in mind that both of them live in the context of a patriarchal, medieval society, and as a result, both women are considered well past their prime. Thirty is the medieval forty, after all. And forty…Well, why even bother getting to forty in medieval times? Better to die in childbirth and be remembered as the young, spritely maiden you once were.

It’s an odd phrase, “past her prime.” Prime for whom? Or for what?

By what right does anyone define the prime of a woman?

When Daughter of Aithne begins, Taesara of Roenfyn has bought into the cultural myth that she is past her prime. Years ago, she suffered through an arranged marriage that ended in divorce. Deep down, she blames and punishes herself for her ex-husband’s decision to cast her out.

Taesara has a teenage daughter, Eliasara, whose hand in marriage is offered to Savegre, a warrior prince from the neighboring realm of Galia. Savegre is more than twice Eliasara’s age, which by most medieval standards, would make him the perfect match. But he grew up in a very different culture, and he scoffs at the idea of marrying Eliasara.

Entrenched in her own world view, Taesara assumes Savegre thinks her daughter unworthy, but the Galian tells her point blank, “A true man does not bring little girls into his bed. A true man requires a woman whose beauty is shaped not by youth, but by experience.”

This exchange proves a turning point for Taesara. By looking through the lens of another culture, she is able to recognize she does not need to conform to the expectations thrust upon a woman of her age. The many years she has lived and the pain she has experienced are not liabilities but strengths. Not only does she possess beauty, she can command power. The future is still in her hands.

Armed with this new awareness, Taesara succeeds not only in opening her heart to the possibility of new romance, but also finds the courage to fight for her own claim to the throne.

Taesara discovers a secret many women take too long to realize: no matter what our age, we are always in our prime. A woman’s “prime” is defined not by her years but by her capacity to dream, to fight for what she believes in, and to love with courage and grace – abilities that grow stronger with time, as we rise above the inevitable disappointments of life and move forward with renewed hope.



Daughter of Aithne
The Silver Web
Book Three
Karin Rita Gastreich

Genre: Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Romance

Publisher: Orb Weaver Press

Date of Publication: May 2017

ISBN: 978-0-9972320-2-8
ASIN: B06WCZYRNW

Number of pages: 386
Word Count: 119,000

Cover Artist: Thomas Vandenberg

Book Description:

Betrayed by her own prodigy and accused of treason, Eolyn forges a risky alliance with the ruthless and cunning Mage Corey. As enemies old and new rise to arms, the beleaguered queen of magic prepares for a final, desperate battle to secure her son's throne.

Across the Furma River, Taesara of Roenfyn is drawn out of seclusion and into an ever-more vicious game of intrigue and war. Subject to the schemes of her uncle and the mysterious ambitions of the wizards of Galia, she fights to assert her will while defending her daughter's inheritance.

In the climactic finale to The Silver Web trilogy, threads of love, honor, betrayal, and vengeance culminate in a violent conflict between powerful women, opposed to each other yet destined to shatter a thousand-year cycle of war.



"Vigorously told deceptions and battle scenes...with a romantic thread." -Publishers Weekly review of Eolyn, Book One of the Silver Web

“Lush, evocative descriptions carry readers through an unforgettable journey.” –Kirkus Reviews review of Sword of Shadows, Book Two of the Silver Web.

Excerpt ONE:

Taesara left the kitchen and climbed the narrow stairs that led to the Mother’s study and a handful of chambers set aside for receiving guests from the outside world. The rest of the cloister was stark in its furnishings and modest in decoration, but here the chairs and tables were finely carved. Tapestries graced the walls with images of men and women called by Thunder during the long and difficult history of Taesara’s people.
When she entered the study, the man standing at the window wheeled about and pinned her with a stern gaze. His long face was framed by graying hair, his sage cloak richly embroidered with silver threads.
“My Lord Regent.” Taesara sank to her knees, deeply troubled by this unannounced visit.
A rustle of skirts indicated the Mother’s approach. The old woman laid a frail but steady hand on Taesara’s shoulder. “If it pleases you, Lord Regent, I will take my leave now, so that you may speak with your niece.”
Taesara looked up at the Mother with a mixture of hurt and trepidation. “Dear Mother, I have no family in this world, not since I—”
“Hush, my daughter.” The Mother took Taesara’s face in her hands and studied her with kind eyes. “I know the vows you took when you entered this place better than you. I do not doubt the devotion with which you have served the Gods as part of our community these many years. Your family has indeed been dead to you, but now Thunder wishes to call you back to the world of the living. Listen to your uncle, for he seeks to resurrect your heart from its grave. The news he bears will bring you much joy.”
“But I don’t want—”
“Know that whatever you decide, you have my blessing.” The Mother kissed Taesara and left, closing the door quietly behind her.
Taesara lowered her gaze to the floor, burdened by a terrible uncertainty she had not felt in years.
Sylus Penamor, Lord Regent of Roenfyn, strode forward and extended a gloved hand to his niece. “Rise, Taesara.”
She obeyed, stiffening as Penamor took her chin in his fingers and subjected her to cold inspection. After a moment, his frown deepened and he shook his head. “Only the Sisters of the Poor could take a woman at the height of her flower and turn her into a dried-up weed.”
Taesara bristled. “There is no place for vanity within these walls.”
“Apparently not. They’ve made you skinny and sallow. Though it is nothing, I’ll wager, that a bit of sun and some proper food cannot remedy. What are these rags they dress you in?”
She stepped away, clenching her jaw. “This is all I need. All anyone needs, to live at peace in this world.”
Penamor snorted. “Indeed.”
“Why are you here?”
“I’ve come to fetch you home.”
“This is my home.”
“This was your temporary refuge. A foul place, but one of your choosing. We were generous enough to let you stay, first your father and then I, as we put the outside world in order. Now it is time for you to return.”
“I am not going back.”
“Oh, but I think you will.” Penamor spoke with an odd tone, at once menacing and full of promise. “War is at hand, and you will be the one to lead it.”
Taesara forced a laugh. “You know I will have no part of it. Eliasara would die at their hands if we so much as—”
“They do not have Eliasara,” he said. “We do.”
Shadows flashed through Taesara’s vision. She stumbled and caught hold of the back of a chair. A chasm opened inside her heart, swallowing the vines and trees with which she had concealed her love and pain during all these years. The bitter flood of anguish returned full force.
“Where is she?” Taesara did not look at her uncle, her mind consumed by the image of King Akmael’s stony countenance, his dark intent, his merciless heart.
“About a day’s ride from here. She has been asking for you.”
“Is she…whole? Have they harmed her in any way?”
“Do you mean have they turned her into a witch? No. Eliasara is a true daughter of Roenfyn. She has remained faithful to her memory of you, and to the convictions of her people. And she is beautiful, Taesara, as lovely as you were at her age, with the same sweet smile and golden hair.”
“She will not recognize me. She had only just begun to walk when we were separated.”
“She will know who you are. That is enough. She wants a mother to love, and one who will love her. She needs you, Taesara.”
Unable to endure the weight of the moment, Taesara sank to the floor. Oh, sweet Thunder, help me.
“What is this unbearable work of the Gods?” she asked. “How has such a thing come to pass?”
“That is an amusing story to tell.” Penamor knelt at her side. The smell of leather and horse stung her senses. “The wizard Tzeremond often said that the magas always betray their own, and so that old hawk’s wisdom has once again proven true. The Witch Queen’s greatest student, a maga warrior by the name of Ghemena, broke into Eliasara’s prison with two of her companions. They slew the Mage King’s guards and brought the Princess to Roenfyn, to me. Now the magas stand with us, ready to fight.”
Fire surged through Taesara’s veins.
“Who else?” she demanded. “Who else stands with Roenfyn?”
“Galia has agreed to support our cause, and new messengers have been dispatched to Antaria. We await their response. We also have allies inside Moisehén: noble families whose loyalty I have cultivated in secret; mages who pretend to serve King Akmael; and others among the Witch Queen’s guard who are anxious to see the line of Mage Kings dissolved. This is our moment, Taesara. Your moment. To exact vengeance on the King of Moisehén and his villainous harlot, to kill their bastards, and to see your daughter and all her descendants claim the Crown of Vortingen.”
Taesara straightened her back, withdrawing from her uncle’s grasp and taking deep breaths as she tried to steady her pulse.
After a long moment, she leveled her gaze at him. “I don’t care about any of that, Uncle. All I want is to see my daughter.”
A smile of triumph touched his lips. “As well I knew you would.

About the Author:

Karin Rita Gastreich writes stories of ordinary women and the extraordinary paths they choose. An ecologist by vocation, Karin has wandered forests and wildlands all her life. Her pastimes include camping, hiking, music, and flamenco dance. In addition to THE SILVER WEB trilogy, Karin has published short stories in World Jumping, Zahir, Adventures for the Average Woman, and 69 Flavors of Paranoia. She is a recipient of the Spring 2011 Andrews Forest Writer’s Residency.


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Thursday, April 27, 2017

I need to invent killers! ~guest post by Viola Carr, author of The Dastardly Miss Lizzie: An Electric Empire Novel Book Three


I need to invent killers!
Guest post by Viola Carr

The Electric Empire is my first mystery series. I mean, sure, it's an edgy, dark, gender-flipped steampunk reworking of Strange Case Of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, in which Dr Eliza Jekyll – daughter of the infamous Henry – is a Victorian-era crime scene investigator, addicted to her father's magical potion, fighting to stay safe in a world where magic is a capital crime, and resisting the interferences of her sultry dark half, Lizzie Hyde. With a clockwork dog.

So there's a whole lot going on, besides murders. Lizzie gets her own point of view, and her own adventures in crime and love. There's magic and weird science and alchemy as well as a little romance. But the three books - The Diabolical Miss Hyde, The Devious Dr. Jekyll, and the new book, The Dastardly Miss Lizzie – are murder mysteries at heart.

Which means I need to invent killers! Nasty ones, preferably, difficult to understand and even more difficult to catch. Gruesome murders, ahoy! For an historical crime novel – even a fantasy one – it's tempting to go down one of two routes.

The first is… 'do Jack the Ripper!' Everyone knows and loves Jack, right? He's the iconic Victorian murderer, mysterious and bloodthirsty. The picture of evil. And the fact that he never got caught means the possibilities for fiction are endless.

But I didn't want to 'do Jack', as fascinating as he is. I've already extrapolated some characters from classic literature, and given them my own spin. I wanted to invent my own murderer, who kills for their own reasons. And let's face it: prostitutes as victims is kind of lazy and sexist. I wanted to freshen it up a little!

The second temptation is to bring in the modern approach. Meticulous psychopaths who taunt their pursuers with elaborate games. Get into the killer's head and do some profiling.

Thing is: in Victorian times, they didn't have modern psychology. The idea of a psychopath, or personality disorders, hadn't yet been formulated. So the 'profiling' that we see in today's crime fiction wasn't possible. Even Sherlock Holmes, who worked at the very end of the 19th century, didn't do this. Someone who committed brutal murders was a lunatic, and that was that.

Also, many experts of the day still believed in the 'criminal classes' – the idea that poor people were somehow inevitably pre-disposed to commit crimes – and that there was such a thing as the 'born criminal', physically as well as mentally deformed, who could never be rehabilitated. The idea that crime has social causes wasn't widely understood.

So if someone was committing a string of murders in London – like saucy Jack the Ripper – it was because they were a 'lunatic' or a 'criminal type', and probably a foreigner, too! The fact that Jack seemed to be an educated man – with surgical skills, no less – was utterly baffling. How could a 'gentleman' be a gruesome murderer? No effort was made to 'profile' or to understand motive in the way we know it today.

In that way, I confess I've given my quasi-historical sleuth a bit of a modern edge. Eliza doesn't believe in the 'born criminal'. She questions everything. And she works in a mad-house, so she does attempt to get into the killer's head in the modern fashion. We expect that these days when we read crime fiction. And because my books are mysteries, not thrillers, you don't get the killer's point of view. So having Eliza speculate about their motives makes the murder investigation more fun to read about!

Eliza also uses crime scene techniques that strictly weren't available in that time period. She knows about trace evidence and fingerprints, for example. But hey, it's steampunk! She has wacky gadgets and alchemical potions that make her a kind of scientific whizz-kid… but they also get her into trouble. Because in her world, 'weird science' can get you arrested. So her special knowledge is useful, but dangerous.

Anyway, it's all so much fun to write that I can't wait to get into the next book! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy my dark, wacky, twisted version of a quasi-modern historical steampunk fantasy mystery horror novel. With a sprinkling of classic literary characters and real-world people. And clockwork dogs.

The Dastardly Miss Lizzie
An Electric Empire Novel
Book Three
Viola Carr

On sale: 4/18/2017
ISBN: 9780062363121

In the third book in Viola Carr’s fantastically fun and wonderfully edgy Electric Empire novel, set in the gritty world of alternate Victorian London, Dr. Eliza Jekyll must team up with her secret other half, Miss Lizzie Hyde, as her world comes crashing to a halt when a madman begins targeting the city’s most important scientists, and sorcerers threaten all she holds dear.

About the Book:

Crime scene physician Eliza Jekyll is trying to share a life with her rebellious second self, Lizzie Hyde. But being two people in one body isn’t easy, not when Eliza has a professional reputation to protect and Lizzie is veering headfirst into a life of debauchery and crime with an increasingly demented Mr. Hyde. Not to mention the difficulty of making a respectable marriage with Remy Lafayette--Royal Society investigator and occasional lycanthrope--while Lizzie enjoys her own dubious romantic entanglements. And with England on the brink of war, Remy’s secretive mission in sorcery-riddled Paris grows ever more sinister. Has he been an enemy agent all along? Or is Eliza finally going mad?

Now, she’s confronted by her most baffling case yet: an evil genius with a penchant for theatrics is murdering eminent scientists in the most inexplicable ways. Her investigation uncovers a murky world of forbidden books, secret laboratories and bleeding-edge science punishable by death--and a shocking connection to her father’s infamous experiments. Desperate to learn the truth about her past, she must infiltrate a cabal of fanatical inventors bent on a discovery that will change the world--or destroy it.

With London under attack by sorcery-wielding terrorists, and the Royal Society’s enforcers determined to bury her evidence for good, Eliza needs all the friends she can get if she’s to thwart the killer and keep her head. But when Lizzie’s criminal shenanigans get Eliza fired from the Metropolitan Police, and Remy is implicated in an act of bloody vengeance he didn’t commit (or did he?), she’s on her own.

Except for wily, resourceful, mercurial Lizzie. But Lizzie’s got her own life now. And she’ll do anything to keep it. Even if it means attempting the unspeakable and finding her own body. Even if it means throwing Eliza to the wolves, and letting the world burn…

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About the Author:

Viola Carr was born in Australia, but wandered into darkest London one foggy October evening and never found her way out. She now devours countless history books and dictates fantastical novels by gaslight, accompanied by classical music and the snoring of her slumbering cat. She likes steampunk, and thought it would be cool to investigate wacky crimes with crazy gadgets…just so long as her heroine was the creator of said wacky gadgets: a tinkerer, edgy, with a dash of mad scientist.






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Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Tea Leaf Tales: Harbinger of spring in a pinstriped pinafore


     So stalwart is she, forcing through the dense carpet of last year’s leaves packed hard by winter’s wrath. A harbinger to the winter-weary hordes of beast and man alike, she offers reassurance that the season of cold and snow is passing and life is returning.
     Early spring is the season of small but mighty flowers, not to be overlooked. Dainty, yes, but fragile, no. She and her sisters endure frigid nights and heavy rains of the changing season, closing their delicate blossoms tight. Her slender stems dissuade ants and bend to the harshest winds.
     Compared to far gaudier blossoms who arrive in the relative ease of late spring, she earns her vainglorious name through sheer tenacity. Small in size but large in numbers, she will march from her woodland home into towns and across lawns.
     Her white petals glisten in the sunshine, and faint pink lines guide the season’s first bees into her blushing nectar. Some think of her as an innocent little girl wearing a pinstriped pinafore, and others know her as tasty miner’s lettuce, but most delight in her as their Spring Beauty.

Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her. 

Marsha A. Moore is a writer of fantasy romance. The magic of art and nature spark life into her writing. 

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Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Tea Leaf Tales: The Chosen Rabbit


     When the sun melted the snow from the ground and grey clouds from the sky, Patches knew. His nose twitched with anticipation, more each day as the sun scented the air with fragrant flowers and fresh green growth.
     His parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins had told him the tale of the great Goddess Eostre, who he’d not seen because her last coming occurred just prior to his birth, as was the case with many young ones. A beautiful vision of white light and long, flowing golden hair, she would arrive in the forest glade with much fanfare on Ostara Equinox Day for an extended celebration. They all said it was an honor to be one of her chosen, though they’d not been selected to serve as her emissaries so how could they know? What had happened to the privileged ones from past years? They never returned to the forest.
     When Goddess Eostre did arrive, the glade teemed with hundreds of rabbits from all corners of the forest, all vying for her recognition, but Patches hung at the edge, watching and apprehensive, for many days.
     On the tenth and final day, after dozens had been chosen, Eostre strolled the perimeter chatting with those old ones she remembered from years past.
     As she drew near, Patches trembled at her beauty and magnificence, but when her hand stroked his back with a warmth that permeated love deep into his heart, she instilled him with all the courage and resolve he needed to fulfill his role at her Easter sunrise.

Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her. 

Marsha A. Moore is a writer of fantasy romance. The magic of art and nature spark life into her writing. 

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Monday, April 10, 2017

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Monday, March 20, 2017

Tea Leaf Tales: The Duty of the First Flower


     During past weeks, in her dark enclave she had heard his whispered promise. Almost too good to believe, of renewed spirit and beauty beyond measure. Tendrils of his warmth tempted her to believe.
     And she did believe. The first flower of spring pushed through the ponderous soil and cracked the frozen surface using her tender shoot protected with little but pride. Finally free, she sought his warm, loving touch, and reassurance, which weren’t denied.
     “You are the first, which is both honor and duty, for you must now call to the others.”
     First flower expanded her delicate aura, casting energy in wider halo. She radiated in shades ranging from transparent to gray to white and even a regal crown of gold, matching the varied angles of his rays. But while he ebbed and flowed, she held steadfast, and soon others heeded her signal, who, in turn, engaged more, until a blanket of fresh growth sang a bright song of green on Equinox Day.

Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her. 

Marsha A. Moore is a writer of fantasy romance. The magic of art and nature spark life into her writing. 

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Read Marsha's COON HOLLOW TALES of paranormal romance and her ENCHANTED BOOKSTORE LEGENDS for adventurous epic fantasy romance. For a FREE ebook download, read her historic fantasy, LE CIRQUE DE MAGIE, available at Amazon and Smashwords.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Tea Leaf Tales: Grandfather’s Magical Whisk Broom


     Spring always speaks to me of cleaning, whispering to let go of heavy emotional baggage, shouting to throw out household clutter and dirt. I keep many brooms that serve different cleaning functions, most of which confuse my husband the few times he chooses to sweep. Brooms are not all the same, but all deserve due respect for their service.
     This particular one is quite special, my father’s and grandfather’s whisk broom. Its long history has accumulated magic, and the stubby but sturdy broom continues to serve us from its well-earned position on my bookcase shelf of treasured American literature, not performing mundane cleaning chores. It deserves honor and reverence.
     Magical brooms need special care and should be treated like family. Never leave home for long periods of time without notifying that broom. Always greet it by rubbing your hand over the entire staff and length of the bristles. The more attention, the more magic. 


Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her. 
Marsha A. Moore is a writer of fantasy romance. The magic of art and nature spark life into her writing. 

JOIN MARSHA'S MAILING LIST and receive a free copy of her paranormal romance story RULER OF THE NIGHT.


Read Marsha's COON HOLLOW TALES of paranormal romance and her ENCHANTED BOOKSTORE LEGENDS for adventurous epic fantasy romance. For a FREE ebook download, read her historic fantasy, LE CIRQUE DE MAGIE, available at Amazon and Smashwords.