Queen–I want to ride my bicycle

The weather is cooler and I went for a long bicycle ride yesterday. I ride along the road to get the best exercise—up and down the hills, some that are quite steep where I have to stop at the top of the hill to catch my breath and have a drink of water. Then I ride back home along the trails, which go up and down at a much more sedate pace, which suits me well as I’m tired by then.

Fall is definitely in the air. The huge maple leaves are falling heavily. Some of them are more than a foot in width. The colour is neat, but not as intense as in the east where the leaves turn a delightful red. Ours are more orange and yellow, depending on how fast the thermostat sank in the last few weeks.

I’m working on a new book—Book Six of The Last War, but it is coming slowly. There has been a lot of ‘life’ that has gotten in the way. None of which I regret. We’ve had family birthdays, family visits from near and far. We’ve had a new driveway put in, which is great because now the wave of dust from every vehicle is gone—what a relief.

So, as Queen so ably put it—

I want to ride my bicycle,

I want to ride my bike.

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride it where I like.

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He drove into the shadows of the old parking lot and drew his battered black pickup to a halt near the building entrance. There were a few cars scattered across the cracked blacktop but no one else was in sight. The  apartment building was old, a three-floor walk-up with battered stucco-clad walls and a flat roof. It had clearly seen better days.

The sky was heavily overcast and it looked like rain was imminent. Maybe that’s why everyone was indoors on this dreary February evening. He stepped out of the cab of his truck and stared at the building, hoping Billy was home. It was time to sort out a few things that had been left untended too long. He was in no rush to begin the encounter. On second  thought, knowing how Billy operated, he was better safe than sorry. He  reached behind the driver’s seat to grab the tire iron.

Billy Zach was an unpredictable man. Tonight, he wasn’t going to take any chances with how this played out. But he was going to deal with the  bastard, one way or the other. Why had no one stepped up to take control? This situation had gone on far too long. There were lots of people who should have challenged him over the issue of how he treated his girlfriend, but surprisingly no one had. Well, tonight there was a different agenda, and it was going to cost the asshole big time. He’d take care of things now, because it couldn’t be left any longer to chance.

As he approached the entrance, the front door opened and his target stepped out. Billy wore his usual worn denims low on his hips, feet stuffed into a pair of laceless runners. A faded green tee shirt showed beneath his heavy wool jacket. Most surprising was the bright red bruise forming in front of his left ear. Perhaps someone else had already tried to sort him out. A feeling of satisfaction settled in the man’s gut. Good timing, that’s what it was, remarkable timing to find him here like this.

“What do you want?” Billy snarled, glaring angrily as he came down the stairs. “Are you just hanging out here waiting for me? Coward! Couldn’t even knock on my door?”

“I’m no coward,” he said, determination rising in his chest. “I’ve come to give you a warning. You’d better take it to heart if you know what’s good for you.”

“Take it to heart?” Billy put back his head and laughed derisively. “What heart?” He was staring at him now, a strange penetrating gaze that sent an unwelcome shiver down the man’s backbone. “I don’t have a heart. And no measly warning from you is going to change that.”

“Forget it,” he said. “I’ve come to tell you it’s going to cost. Pay up or else. You owe me and you know it. This is your last chance…”

He suddenly lost his words because Billy took a long step forward and hit him square in the face with a closed fist. His head snapped back and he staggered as blood spurted from his nose. Before he could react, Billy took another heavy swing. At the last minute, he remembered the tire iron in his hand and aimed it squarely at the side of Billy’s head.

Zach fell, whirling in what seemed like slow motion toward the ground. The back of his skull connected with the concrete step behind him. There was a sharp crack like the sound of a hammer on tile. Billy Zach lay still.

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When Shelley’s boyfriend disappears, never did she imagine he would come back to haunt her.

 Shelley Blake is a nine-year-old child prodigy in a sixth-grade classroom when she first meets Chris Wright. He’s the big boy in the desk behind who takes her under his protective wing. But soon she leaves him behind to attend a different school and skip another grade.

When she begins university, her classmates observe her  extreme youth and walk a wide berth around her. Lonely, she meets charming Billy Zach, but new love soon turns to abuse. Then Billy simply disappears.

Years later, when Chris suddenly shows up again, Shelley  wonders if she can trust her growing attraction to him.  She’s already dealing with her father’s worsening emphysema, her sister’s secrets, and the uncertain demands  of her still fledgling business. Then things escalate when the police return asking questions  about Billy Zach. As more evidence is uncovered about Billy, and she’s dogged by police interest, Shelley realizes none of it will matter if she’s heading to prison for a murder  she didn’t commit!

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Back Home From an Amazing Trip!

Just back from a trip to Europe with my hubby. We have tried twice before to take this same trip, so third time lucky. It was fascinating,  travelling on a river cruise through eastern Europe, starting at Prague  and Budapest, ending at Amsterdam.

There we went to a windmill village where some of the mills are still working operations. Here are the inner workings. The fellow told us he could grind limestone  to mix with colour to make paint, and what he did  in a year would take a half day with current equipment. Fascinating!

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Khandarken Rising

 Book One of The Last War series

the best way to begin the incomparable saga of the Last War.

Khandarken Rising, Book One by SylvieGrayson

Major Dante Regiment must find a way to protect Beth, as the Emperor is not the only one causing chaos in Khandarken.

The Emperor has been defeated. New countries have arisen from the ashes of the old Empire. The citizens swear they will never need to fight again.

Bethlehem Farmer is helping her brother Abram run  Farmer Holdings in south Khandarken after their father died in the final battles. But when Abram takes a trip with Uncle Jade into  the northern territory and disappears without a trace,  suddenly things are not what they seem.

Major Dante Regiment is sent by his father, the General of Khandarken, to find out what the situation is at Farmer Holdings. What he sees shakes him to the core and fuels  his grim determination to protect Bethlehem at all cost.

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Hooked. I loved the story and characters, they were all rich  and well developed. Could not put this book down  and must say, I am now a fan…

…I really enjoyed this book. It is well written with a strong female main character and a beautiful storyline  with hardship and pain as well as love. I found it hard to put down and read it in one sitting.  Looking forward to reading more of her work…