Typing has not been fun minus a finger. Because I learned on a manual typewriter, I don't type lightly with the pads of my fingers, but I stomp with the tips. That doesn't work with little bits of wire sticking out, as I soon discovered. So I'm a little slower than usual, but I'm still working.
I've just realized it's only a little more than two months before my next release. It's not a full book, but it was never intended to be. When I wrote my Ava and Claire books, I stopped in the late 30s because I didn't want to write a World War II book. There are so many already, and I didn't know how much I'd have to say about the homefront and I didn't really want to follow the brothers.
But the brothers had other ideas. So Home for Christmas is a novella set in December, 1941. The first Christmas after Pearl harbor, when men all over America joined up. Some were already gone, some made it back for the holiday, and some - like my character George - were still trying to figure out how to go.
Here's the official blurb to go with the cover. Did I mention I love the cover? Did I mention I love my cover designer? I want to write more books just so I can give her more covers to do.
In a season of miracles, could one little girl's greatest wish come true?
December, 1941. America grapples with the aftermath of Pearl Harbor. For Ava's family, the approaching Christmas feels different, weighted with the absence of her son Toby, who has already enlisted. His departure casts a long shadow, particularly over his younger brother, George, who has never been separated from him.
As her eldest son contributes to the war effort in the shipyards and her daughter Pearl contemplates her role in a nation at war, Ava witnesses the resilience of her other children: Thelma, determined to pursue her dreams, and little Grace, whose one wish is that they all spend one last Christmas together.
Amidst the anxieties of wartime, Ava must hold onto the enduring power of family and the fragile hope that even in the darkest of times, miracles can still unfold.
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