Hi Readers,
Welcome to my blog. I'm participating in a Halloween blog. Starting tomorrow, the 26th, and through the 29th, stop by my post and let me know if you believe in ghosts, or would spend a night in a house that used to be a funeral home. Anyone who comments, and leaves an email address, I will randomly select a winner. The prize? A free Kindle edition of two of my books, IF MEMORY SERVES and AN EVERGREEN CHRISTMAS. Happy reading, and I can't wait to hear your Halloween stories.
Tanya Goodwin
It’s New Years
Eve but obstetrician Dr. Tara Ross isn’t celebrating. After a catastrophic
delivery, Tara, a workaholic, sleep deprived and already stressed to the max,
lapses into a post -traumatic memory loss. Wandering the streets of Manhattan’s
Upper West she is mistakenly swept up in a narcotics sting operation and lands
in Jeffrey Corrigan’s precinct.
Divorced but
married to the job as a dedicated homicide squad commander, Detective
Lieutenant Jeffrey Corrigan has his hands full chasing Angelina Holtz, sadistic
drug czarina and murder suspect with ties to his corrupt captain. The last
thing he needs is another woman to complicate his life. That is until he encounters Tara in the
precinct’s holding cell.
Unable to drive
her home during a blizzard, he has no choice but to bring her to his house. As
a temporary guest in his home, Tara and Jeffrey build a relationship they’d
both like to make permanent. While enlisting the help of the precinct
psychiatrist to restore Tara’s memory he fears for her safety when threats mount
against both their lives. The evil drug czarina and her cadre of corrupt cops
will make him pay for nosing around in their business. They’ll start with Tara.
IF MEMORY SERVES BOOK TRAILER
by
Book Candy Studios
The polar opposite of Holly, Noel revels in the Christmas spirit, sporting a penguin print necktie and Santa sticker on his beeper.
From the moment Holly bumps into Noel in the operating room, she can't deny her attraction to him. Noel likewise lights up around Holly.
When their relationship heats up over the holiday season, Noel purchases an evergreen tree that he and Holly could decorate. But his surprise quickly sours when Holly refuses to have anything to do with the tree. Has Noel crossed the line, catapulting Holly into a Christmas she isn't ready to celebrate? -->
A Haunted House
in an Unusual Place
As a travelling physician, I’ve been to a variety of small
towns, many filled with older houses. I’ve marveled at many of these on my
walks or runs around the neighborhoods. But I never thought that one day I’d
actually practice obstetrics and gynecology during one of my locum tenens
assignments in a “haunted home.” That’s exactly what happened when I went to
Dansville, New York.
As I entered the obstetric/gynecologic practice located
inside a beautiful, classic house, I was blown away to find out that this
house, one hundred years ago, was a funeral home! Needless to say, my interest
in this historic fact was piqued. Stained glass windows and a fireplace in
every room greeted me. Although the house was converted to accommodate a
medical practice, including exam rooms, I couldn’t help envision how people
used to come here to pay their respects to the dead decades ago.
Aged brown and
beige framed photos of Grover’s Funeral Home lined the corridors. In between
seeing patients, I could not stop staring at these. I had to learn more. The
office nurses were more than happy to share the spooky details.
First we climbed a winding staircase to the second floor
while sliding our hands up the polished mahogany banister. The nurse told me of
a periodic apparition of a man in a suit who’d stand in between the two flights
of stairs. I did not see him during my assignment, but I believe it! The nurses
then pulled down the attic stairs and off we went to the dusty abode above us.
Among office supplies, the old Grover’s Funeral Home signage sat so macabre
upon velvet cushioned chair, as if it was taken down only recently. Wow! I
couldn’t believe that sign was still housed in that attic for one hundred
years. I, of course, whipped out my camera for a unique photo op.
So impressed by the whole historic feel of the house, now an
obstetric and gynecologic practice, I couldn’t help but write about a house
such as this in a novel I named, “The Embalmer”, the sequel to “If Memory
Serves” by Mitchell Morris Publishing. I can’t wait for you to read it.
Meanwhile, enjoy the following photos of the house now, and how it existed one
hundred years ago.
Do you believe in ghosts? Would you sleep in a house that was a funeral home?
Let me know!
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