This year I decided to write a gratitude journal. Every evening
I wrote down five things for which I was grateful that day. My lists included
my appreciation for family, health, my dog, friends, and travels.
After a few months, I noticed a pattern. Most of the items on my
lists involved my happiness at being outdoors and participating in the activities
I enjoy like camping, canoeing, and hiking. There’s something about being in
the wilderness, away from crowds and traffic, and experiencing the wild beauty
of our rugged back country, that soothes my soul.
Each season has a unique beauty. In spring the forest hums with
life, and the air is heady with the sweet scents of rising tree sap and wild
flowers and the melodic songs of birds high in the needled branches. Wild
blueberries, raspberries, and thimbleberries ripen under the warm summer sun,
and squirrels scramble up moss-covered tree trunks. Fall brings the haunting
echoes of Canada geese and sandhill cranes flying high overhead in the
cloudless blue sky. In winter the woods are silent, hushed by a thick blanket
of snow. The only signs of life are the tracks of deer, coyotes, and martens on
the snowy trails.
I’m fortunate to live in an area surrounded by forest. There are
miles of trails through the trees. The wilderness and the creatures that live
there bring me hope for the future, and I always return from my walks filled
with gratitude.
Blurb:
Head college librarian, Marissa Reynolds
has spent years distancing herself from her crime king pin uncle and his
criminal empire. When she awakens in an unfamiliar hotel room with blood on her
hands and no memory of how she got there, the past returns with a vengeance,
and her life spirals into a nightmare.
Straight-laced, Assistant district
Attorney, Scott Bannister has spent a lifetime seeking justice for the
senseless gangland shooting deaths of his parents. When he realizes Marissa is
the niece of his prime suspect, he crosses a line guaranteed to put in jeopardy
both his life and his beloved career.
He’s made it clear he’ll do anything to
destroy her uncle. She fears he’s using her to achieve his goal. As the body
count mounts, and their lives are threatened, they must put aside their
distrust and work together to find the devious killer. Will they be able to
forgive and find true love?
Excerpt:
She pushed to her
hands and knees. The pounding in her brain mushroomed into a full-blown,
jackhammer assault. With a moan, she sank onto her bottom and grabbed her head
in a fruitless effort to keep her brain from exploding. Despite the pain, she
needed to get up. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
Faint wisps of light
seeped through the edges of the window curtains. The distant sound of traffic
echoed through the glass. A lamp imbued the room with a soft, rosy glow,
revealing a king-size bed. The cover on the bed was a glossy, garish pink, the
pillows covered in the same lurid color, the edges trimmed with frilly, black
lace.
She rubbed the back of
her neck and closed her eyes, but when she opened them again she was still in
the unfamiliar room. A battered desk faced the bed, a large, flat screen
television on top. The flickering images of a naked, full-breasted woman being
entertained by two equally naked men played across the screen.
A wingback chair,
covered in black leatherette sat in the far corner where a door was ajar
revealing the cracked linoleum floor of a bathroom and the edge of a chipped
porcelain sink. A framed diagram of a fire escape route was posted on the back
of the other door. A hotel room? She dug her fingers into her
temples. Why couldn’t she remember?
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Author Bio:
Award winning author C.B. Clark has
published five romantic suspense novels. She has worked as an archaeologist and
an educator, and enjoys hiking, canoeing, and snowshoeing with her husband and
dog near her home in the wilderness of central British Columbia.
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Whenever I'm troubled, I step outdoors, CB. Nature has this beautiful way of soothing me. Enjoyed your post and loved the pictures. Happy Thanksgiving!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mary. Yes, nature has a way of calming us.
DeleteBeautiful post! I too write in a gratitude journal, listing five things for which I'm grateful every morning. It sets me up with a positive attitude for the day. Have a wonderful holiday!
ReplyDeleteGlad your gratitude journal is working for you. I list five things every night. At first it was a struggle to find five things to be grateful for, but now, my outlook is more positive and the items come easier. Happy Thanksgiving.
DeleteHappy Thanksgiving. Your post reminds us of what is important. Hope you have a wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gloria. Happy Thanksgiving to you as well.
DeleteA lovely post! Yes, nature is a balm, and I'm grateful for the moments when my family and I experience it. Great excerpt, too!
ReplyDeleteYou're a gem, Judith. Thank you. Happy Thanksgiving.
DeleteThank you so much, Angela, for hosting me on your Blog today. You are always so supportive of fellow authors. I'm thankful you're in my life. Happy Thanksgiving.
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