Tag: The Tenafly Road Series
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Fiction: The Only Thing Left
“Then I’ll be eternally damned, right?” William asked with a sneer. Kenyon said nothing. “But Buck, who admits to almost killing someone, is saved. Well, that’s some trick.” Kenyon thought a moment. “It’s interesting that you feel within your rights to judge and require certain behaviors—say from your father—but it annoys you that God, who…
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Fiction: Tangled
“Seems the bit of merriment you boys had got the lieutenant shot,” said the veteran doctor. Buck swung his legs to the side of the bed. “I have to see him.” “No, I’m afraid not, son. Fahy won’t want to see you. He’s upset and angry, poor devil. Says you both stole horses and deserted…
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Fiction: Burnt
“Stay with me, cadet,” Fahy replied. “We’ll have some devilment tonight.” But Buck had come west for a break from devilment. The day glistened like a golden carpet to the west and Buck felt the nip of sunburn and weariness as the soldiers tended a massive fire with choice cuts of rare buffalo brought in…
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Fiction: Parched
Rich and colorful page turners. Morris has a fine sense of time and place and brings her memorable characters to life. She also tells a captivating story. You won’t find it easy to put her book down, and her characters will stay with you when you do. We can only hope she keeps writing and…
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Do Your Characters Need Therapy?
I’ve been to therapy. I wanted to be told I was basically a good person. A friend just told me he would only go to a therapist who was a lot like him. Another said she sometimes went for access to drugs. Are writers therapists? Is writing their therapy? We all know about writers who…
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Fiction: A Secret Meeting
“Thankful’s been very melancholy lately—homesick, I bet,” Mrs. Markham thought out loud after Thankful excused herself. William glared at Lieutenant Fahy, who sipped his drink and ran his fingers over a fine crystal vase on the whatnot in the corner. “I don’t think it helps much that dear Lieutenant Fahy is so eager to…
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My Life Mission Is Soon To Be Accomplished
MY MESSAGE TO EVERYONE is to NEVER STOP SEEKING PURPOSE! Never settle for what others think is enough for you.
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Fiction: Adventurous Thoughts
As Thankful hung the last diaper, she heard Fahy’s laughter in the front parlor. Forgetting how she looked, she ran inside, trailing suds and sand behind her. “Thankful, you look a caution!” Fahy said with a grin. He liked the way she looked.
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What They Listened To: 1863
As many of you know MY NOVELS are set in Civil War and post-Civil War America. I thought it would be fun each week to focus on a different year of music from 1860-1900. Maybe my characters were listening to these songs back in the day. ENJOY.
Author Adrienne Morris 