Annmarie's Blog

His stare gripped me. Intelligent and intense, yet gentle. A cold had kidnapped his voice and the sound of bowling balls and people cheering didn’t

Mister Rogers’ neighborhood mesmerized me when I was a child. I dreamed of living there, of having everything in my life in perfect order, of

A bright blue tarp hung over the high-pitched roof, corners of it flapping in the wind like a flag waving at passersby. It was as

The note read… My Name is Larry. I live at Rosemont Home. If you find me, please call this number for help. Sweet Larry didn’t

I don’t remember the exact year, but I won’t forget the summer, itself. It was the early 2000s, and sweltering and unrelenting heat had driven

Part 2 / Cont’d “Boy George” At this point I wasn’t just second-guessing my decision to fly home, I was fully and absolutely regretting it.

You may have noticed that my books are published by Frankie London Publishing. Granted, the company is not Penguin Random House or Simon & Schuster,

I know, I know. It’s been a while since my last blog. I’ve been busy working on getting the second book in the “Bus Stop

I’ve never been big on sushi. The mere idea of eating raw fish turns my stomach. And the seaweed stuff it’s rolled in? No, thank

Welcome to my first blog. Writing this book, My Name is Edward, has been a challenging first for me. But nothing has been as mindboggling as navigating the world of self-publishing.