Welcome to the 2017 RRBC SPRINGTIME BOOK & BLOG BLOCK PARTY!
Welcome to Harmony’s place, Cornwall, UK
Prizes I have on offer today:
1st place = ONE copy each of the reader’s choice of TWO of my ebooks. PLUS a $5 Amazon GC.
2nd place = One copy of the reader’s choice of ONE of my ebooks.
3rd place = (United Kingdom Only—sorry) A bit of SWAG: Bookmarks and a notepad.
Number of winners on this stop: Three!
All you have to do is leave a comment! Good luck
And the winners are …
1st place is Joan Hall!
2nd place is Flossie Benton Rogers!
3rd place is Michelle Abbott!
Today, I am launching my latest book, MOMENTS
A Collection of Short Stories and Poems
Well, folks, I thought it was about time that I brought together much of my imagination that has been scattered around for a while, lols. My latest book comes out today, and the order links are listed at the end of the post
About the Book:
These tales touch upon death, grieving, war, fresh starts, hope, courage, change, choices, and encouragement.
And then, after all that, you’ll find the poems.
From the lonely echoes of an empty house to the soaring heights of unexpected love and joy and learning to live as free as clouds and water.
For each of us, a moment encompasses a lifetime and, yet, passes in but the blink of an eye. In but a moment, everything can change. And in this very moment, life beckons in all its potentiality.
When the shadows fall, what will you do?
(From The Locked Door)
Only in its absence did Celeste simultaneously notice and miss the comfort the sound had offered. Shrouded (smothered) in the cold, swirling mist, the world felt muted. As though she may well be the last person on the planet. And now, inexplicably, her shoes no longer clip-clopped an accompanying beat to her hurried steps.
Chilled, and not so much from the weather, Celeste paused mid-step, one foot held a couple of inches above the frigid ground. Her breath frosted the air but immediately became lost in the world of white. When she sucked in the next one, it caught in her throat. Celeste listened.
Halloween had to be the worst night to have gotten caught outside at midnight. And this unseasonably icy fog felt surreal and threatening. What’s more, the further she walked, the thicker and colder it grew.
When had she stopped hearing her footsteps? And why did the air feel so solid all of a sudden? Her next step confirmed her fears; each lift of the leg felt like wading through treacle. Perhaps, she ought to go home. How hard could it be to break in?
(From the poem Hello)
Sitting at a crowded table
Good food, good friends, good wine
And still a silent tear escapes
The corner of my eye
Hoping nobody sees
Their sympathy will only
Bring me to my knees
And who could truly understand
This empty chair in which I sit
Or the ache masked by my laughter
Is there anyone there?
Buy Moments now!
Book Trailer videos: Harmony’s trailers.
Twitter: @harmony_kent https://twitter.com/harmony_kent
RWISA Author Page: https://ravewriters.wordpress.com/meet-the-authors/author-harmony-kent/
You can find all the other tour stops on the month long RRBC Springtime Book and Block Blog Party HERE.