Twenty some years ago, I read THE LAKE OF DEAD LANGUAGES by Carol Goldman.
Hooked. I was hooked.
I had found an author who wrote words that I could feel, worlds that I could see.
Since then I have kept my eyes open and an impatient toe tapping while waiting for the next Carol Goodman book.
She has never disappointed
I have read, and loved, them all, including those written under the pseudonyms Lee Carroll and Juliet Dark.
Today NetGalley approved my request for RETURN TO WYLDCLIFFE HEIGHTS.
"Jane Eyre meets The Thirteenth Tale in this new modern gothic mystery from two-time Mary Higgins Clark Award–winner Carol Goodman, about a reclusive writer who is desperate to rewrite the past."
Am I a happy girl? Pffttt.
Donald knows I'll be MIA today. Me, a quiltie, many fluffy pillows, snackies from salty to sweet, and a cup of coffee which seems to magically refill itself.
Life is good.
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