Leap, from the author of Where the Butterflies Go, is available for purchase at Lulu.com and Amazon stores worldwide. It’s also available on Kindle, Kobo, iBooks, and where all fine ebooks are sold. You can also order an autographed copy via Paypal. Contact the author at writer@hgrace.com. Half the proceeds from sales go to Hearts…
I’ve just discovered Flag Counter, a widget that allows me to find out more about who’s visiting my site, and I have to say, I’m a little obsessed. In the last two days since I installed it, people from 29 different countries have visited Where the Butterflies Go. Imagine if I could host that party…
“Your friend’s on T.V.” “My friend?” “Your friend whose name I can’t pronounce.” “Ohhh! My FRIEND! Mr. Sitcom Actor!” I squealed, and ran from the kitchen, where hubby and I had been making dinner together, to the living room. It was three years after the Crazy Phone Call, and since that time, not one restraining…
from the collection, “Leap” She misses perfumed postcards, snail mail letters; conversations in cafés without the words, “hang on, I have to get this call.” She misses eye contact: knowing gazes and flirty glances that overpower the urge to send an SMS or answer the sound of someone somewhere logging into chat. She texts and…
Just when I thought this contest couldn’t be any more fun or get any better–it just did. Two more entries arrived in my inbox this weekend, and they’re from a friend I’ve never met in my home town of Ottawa, Ontario! Yay, Ottawa! Writes artist Ieneke Jansen, “I am a self-taught artist who was born…
It’s been a great week for my ‘By Leaps and Bounds Photo Contest’–I’ve just received two more entries! You can see all the entries on my Facebook page, and vote for your favourite there, too. Both photos below are by Larry Leitner of Michigan, USA, and were taken May 31, 2010. Writes Larry, “This lady…
The latest entry for my “By Leaps and Bounds Photo Contest” is titled “Poetry Rocks!” It was taken May 29th at Curl Curl Beach, Sydney, Australia, by Meg Laufer. Writes Meg, “My friend Mel was engrossed in the poetry, and I was busy with the photography. Suddenly, we both looked up and realised how close…
