I did the whole numbers in a hat thing, and Ms. Moon, the owner of comment number 8, is the lucky winner of Blackbird! I hope you enjoy it just as much as I did, Ms. Moon. Please send an email with your address to: angiemuresan(at)gmail(dot)com, and the book will be on the way to you.
Thanks to all of you, my lovely friends, for the warm welcome back, and for participating in this giveaway. I’ll stop by for a visit soon, and also have a new post ready in the next week or so. Until then, I hope the rest of your weekend is fabulous!
I’ve missed you all and thought of you daily. I can’t believe it’s been over 3 months since I’ve last posted, but there it is. Three months. Thank you for your emails and concern. I am well. Family is well. All happy and healthy. And busy.
You know how it is: work and family and more work. And even writing, if you can believe that. Once a week I drive myself to a writing class, present some of my old work that I haven’t shared with anyone before, listen to, and read the work of other students, accept their feedback on my work, offer mine on theirs, and so on and so forth. It’s one of the highlights of my week. Haha. No. It really is.
I’ve been wanting to take a small writing class since forever, and now that I finally have, I can’t believe I put it off for so long. Our teacher, Jennifer Lauck, is phenomenal. And I’m not saying that just because she’s a New York Times bestselling author - and I want to be one too. There. I admit it. - I’m saying it because she truly is phenomenal. The things she’s been through… I’m amazed at how she’s endured and carried on and become the person she is today: full of life, of joy, of gentleness and of wisdom.
So as a hello to you all, again, after such a long absence, I’m giving away a copy of her memoir, Blackbird. The writing is graceful. Exquisite. The story: powerful, harrowing, hopeful. I read it in one day. I cried and I laughed and I cried some more. And you will too. I promise. So go on. Leave a comment anytime between today and next Tuesday evening. And have yourselves a beautiful week!
Yes, we do! Congratulations to commentator number 3! The lucky winner of Hidden in Paris is Pamela from the house of Edward.
Check her out, everyone. She is a marvelous writer, blogger, designer. Wishing everyone a good night. I’ve got a head cold and took a bunch of Nyquil, so I better get to bed. Until next time, love yourselves and one another, and, by all means, have another piece of chocolate -or two.
It’s been pouring out. Nonstop. I’m sitting by the lamplit window trying to figure out what to write about, but instead am too busy watching the rain come down, gathering in puddles, making little lakes in my little garden. Rain is so romantic, isn’t it? The sound of it, the look… But, I can do without the feel of its cold drops, like icy fingers, sliding down my back.
My favorite time to read is when it rains. A hot cup of tea or coffee in one hand, and a book in the other, is one way I love to spend a rainy day. Add to it the lonely sound of a train making its way to exotic destinations, glittery cities or majestic mountain resorts, and I’m in heaven. I spend quite a bit of time daydreaming of being on the train myself, looking out the window at the rolling images of dark villages, their windows glowing like honey, steep slate roofs with smoke curling out the chimneys, the humming of the tracks as the train rushes along, and the cobbled train stations where people anticipate the arriving and departing trains with as much excitement as though it were Christmas.
I can’t imagine a more romantic way to travel, than by train. And, yes, most of my daydreams are about destinations unknown. Probably because I rarely ever go anywhere these days. Or perhaps because in my armchair travel adventures everything goes according to plan, and no luggage is ever lost.
How about you? How do you imagine travel at its most romantic? And how do you like to pass a rainy day? Do you like to read? Well, here’s a chance to read a great book and travel to Paris, all at the same time from the comfort of your own cozy chair. This is a story about friendship, love and delicious food, written by one of my funniest, cleverest blogging friends. We meet this past summer and over coffee and chocolate muffins I found her to be just as delightful and hilarious and intelligent as I had imagined her.
So join in the fun and leave a comment before midnight October 11th for a chance to win Hidden in Paris.
I know, I know I’m a day or so late. Sorry. But we do have a winner. Without further delay, congratulations to commenter number 25: Joyce! Please email me your mailing address and Hidden in Paris will be on its way to you.
I first came across Corine’s blog about two years ago. I was smitten from the start with her colorful garden, her fearless decorating style, and her refreshing sense of humor. I remember one night in those early days of having discovered her, when I couldn’t sleep, so I spent about two hours just reading her previous posts, fascinated by this French woman who could say so much and so well, in just a few words.
In the time since, I have discovered that Corine and I have several things in common, besides blogging and telling stories: we both have sisters, we love to eat and are great at it, and we speak English with an accent. When I found out that Corine’s first book came out I immediately bought it, and read it all the day it arrived.
I love the story. It is a perfect read for the summer. Hidden in Paris, is about three American women in the heart of Paris, each wishing to escape her own problems, living together in a beautiful house, and eating delicious French food. Because Corine is French and has lived in America for quite a long time now, she’s tackled both the French and the American cultures so well. And because I love the story so, I am offering a giveaway of the book. Any comment from now until Wednesday midnight (Pacific Standard Time) will be entered.
Visit Barnes & Nobles online, Amazon.com, and Goodreads, to purchase your own copy of Hidden in Paris.
Ruth Lorenz and Ava Wilson! Congratulations ladies! Email me your addresses, will you? And enjoy the book.
I came home from a Christmas party tonight to find a package had arrived for me all the way from Provence, France. A month or so ago, I was one of a few lucky giveaway winners of Vicki Archer’s new decor/lifestyle book French Essence. Vicki’s a mesmerizing storyteller, decorator and style setter, and this book does not disappoint. In fact, because I so love Vicki’s books, I am having two giveaways of French Essence. Leave a comment to enter the drawing. The two winners will be announced on Wednesday, December 22. Good luck to you all!
Weather-wise today was odd. Wind, rain, cold, interspersed with a bright sunny sky and a gentle breeze. Inside it was cozy and warm, all the lamps lit, everyone going about their business in the nicest way possible. I had a ton of paperwork, but two books arrived in the mail and deciding which to read first was of major importance.
The weekend wasn’t as bad as I had anticipated. Saturday morning was spent at our favorite bakery, chatting with neighborhood friends, drinking mugs of coffee and eating a few croissants each, after which we went to the book store where my sweet husband took the kids to the kid section and babysat them while I went in search for books. Somehow, I got lost in the maze of book shelves and emerged an hour later with my arms full. Then it was pizza for lunch and home,
where we all piled up in our king sized bed, each with our newly bought book treasures. But somehow we fell asleep. Each single one of us. Maybe the starches we consumed all day long were to blame, because we slept until the sky darkened. I was the first to wake up, disoriented and felling guilty for sleeping when I had so much work I needed to get done.
After a delicious omelet that hubby prepared, we went out for ice cream and dessert, then home for family game night. And so the day ended sometime around 1 am when I couldn’t keep my eyes open a moment longer, and my daughter fell asleep on the living room floor.
Then Sunday came with its breakfast out, visit to friends, grocery shopping, and another long nap. And now it’s Monday night. Although I did work today, it wasn’t rushed. I feel rested and ready
for this week. I believe it will be a good one. A blessed one. Wishing you a blessed one as well.
Congratulations to Beth for winning this last giveaway. Stop on by and say hello.
Also, I have been tagged to post my 10th photo by two lovely friends, and I’m sorry to say that I can’t since I’m having issues with my laptop and am working from my iPhone and iPad until this coming weekend.
Please visit Sharon and Ange, and wish them a beautiful week.
My husband and I have a dream of living abroad. We’d love to take the kids and move from one country to another, settling for a time being in each, getting jobs, learning the culture, the ways of that world, knowing the people, and eating the food. Whether we ever will, remains a mystery to us. In the meantime, we’re happy to read about other families braver than we are. Families such as the one belonging to Rebecca Ramsey, author of French by Heart. I marvel at her courage to uproot her three small children from their South Carolina home and follow her husband to France for four years.
Rebecca is as charming in real life as she is in her book. I’ve read French by Heart twice, I love it so, and I also bought an extra copy because I wanted to give it to someone to enjoy it just as much as I did. Please visit her blog: #mce_temp_url# to read more about her, and also go on and purchase a copy of French by Heart. #mce_temp_url# has some amazing deals (don’t they always?)!
The contest for this book is through next Sunday at noon (my time). Everyone who leaves a comment on any of the posts is automatically entered. Have fun!
Congratulations to Corinne of #mce_temp_url# for winning last week’s Writing Home giveaway! Stop on by her place and say hello. She is a wonderful writer.