Archive for December, 2012

Tiny Dancer - Single, A Song for Lily-Mae‘s
Please help this little girl and others like her by buying this beautiful single. She is a little girl from Claregalway, County Galway, Ireland. She has a terrible disease and all she wants out of life is for the fairies to magic away her pain and she can’t understand why this isn’t happening.
Short of curing her cancer, the one dream she has this Christmas is that her single will be No. 1. Many artists have come together to cover this version of the 1970’s Elton John single especially to help with the care of four-year-old Lily-Mae.
It’s a wonderful, soulful, heartwrenching song that brings tears to my eyes every time I listen to it, as I think of little Lily-Mae with Neuroblastoma. With the proceeds of this song going to The Neuroblastoma Society hopefully this single will help children like Lily-Mae in the future. https://itunes.apple.com/album/tiny-dancer/id576441815?i=576441894

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It’s with O’Leary in the grave? I beg to differ, William Butler Yeats. There are plenty of romantics left on this fair isle. My husband is one such romantic.

One evening a few weeks ago, he arrived home from work with a bunch of flowers, a box of chocolates, a bottle of wine and this slide show:

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The funny thing is that he thought, just because circumstances dictated that I needed to know in advance, that he hadn’t gotten it one hundred percent right. But in my book he got everything right. The slide show and the fact that I had a few weeks to look forward to it more than made up for the fact that he hadn’t been able to keep it a secret until the day of the trip. And like I said, it was circumstances that dictated that – I needed to advertise for more business, so therefore I needed to know before I took any more children in to mind that I was taking a few days off at the end of November, beginning of December.

Needless to say, I was quite blown away by the whole thing.

And the trip?

Well, what can I say? I enjoyed every last moment of it. And since a picture is worth a thousand words, maybe some pictures will best sum up the whole experience.


My Affair to Remember moment at the top of the Empire State Building ‘because it’s the closest thing to Heaven… in New York.’


Ice-skating in Central Park has been ticked off my bucket list.


The Christmas Tree outside Rockefeller Center.


The John Lennon Memorial in Central Park.


My Miracle on 34th Street moment outside Macy’s. I Believe.


Macy’s and the Empire State Building.


The Sir Walter Scott Memorial on Literary Walk in Central Park.


Strolling down Literary Walk in Central Park.


A romantic moment in Central Park.


Hanging in an Irish Pub with my good friend Jessica Kong, author of ‘A Lost Kitten.’


All that’s left of the Hot Chocolate Lava Cake in the Chart House Restaurant, New Jersey.


The Manhattan skyline from the Jersey Shore – the photo doesn’t do it justice.


Times Square


Descending the steps of the New York Library.


Macy’s believe meter shooting straight up as I post my letter to Santa.


Grand Central Station.

Wicked on Broadway.


And the romance didn’t end there. As I spent my birthday and our anniversary ice-skating in Central Park, followed by a delicious lunch and cocktail in Bubba Gump’s and finished up with dinner in a classy restaurant, when we arrived home to Ireland Matt gave me a birthday card and a box of chocolates and I gave him this card that I bought from my good friend Fiona Scoble of Church Mouse Press:

You, me, and the apple tree

with this poem written in calligrapy:

Where Would I Be Now?


What if I hadn’t repeated,

Had taken my bad grades

And back-packed around the world,

Waiting tables, tending bar, cleaning rooms?


What if I’d done my learning

In the University of Life,

Discovering all the world had to offer,

Each new place a new adventure?


The slopes in Austria,

The Great Wall of China,

The Inca Trail in the Andes,

I’d  know them all.


Safari in Kenya,

Surfing in Hawaii,

Diving on the Great Barrier Reef,

I’d have done it all.


Where would I be now?

I’d have settled in Africa maybe,

Making her beautiful sunsets,

Her wildlife, my own.


Maybe I’d have lived in Paris

With a saxophone player,

Walked along by the moonlit Seine

Hand in hand with him.


Maybe I’d have found a hideaway

In an island paradise,

A waterfall outside my window

The soundtrack to my writing.


I’d have come home to visit,

Would have met you

Because somehow I know

All roads lead back to you.

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As a reader as well as a writer, I like nothing more than to wake up on Christmas morning and rip open presents containing books. I know my husband looks at the growing pile of books beside my bed and on my kindle and thinks, “More books?” But I can’t get enough of them. And since discovering the world of indie authors my taste in books has broadened. I’ve stocked up my kindle with books in order to support other indie authors and find myself pleasantly surprised that a book I would normally bypass in a shop has me thrilled that I took a chance and downloaded it.

I would like to invite you to check out this Christmas Book Catalogue in the hopes that you will find something there to treat yourself or someone else to this Christmas.


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This bravely written memoir from author Monica Lee might appeal to true crime fans, too — it’s the story of how a teacher sex scandal topples a marriage: “The Percussionist’s Wife: A Memoir of Sex, Crime & Betrayal.” Read more about Monica’s work here: www.facebook.com/MonicaLeeWriter

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