When someone you love dies, one of the condolence wishes you hear from so many is, “may the memories console you” or words to that effect. Now that I have been dealing with the loss of my darling husband for 21 months, I can say with some certainty that those words are not a platitude….
Author: C C Cedras
One of two authors who are collaborating on a series of romantic suspense novels. Mostly retired lawyer, Mom of Cavalier King Charles spaniels, Fiona and Archie, and the late, great Fergus who is romping over the rainbow until we all get there, currently loving life in my newly-built forever home on the mountain.
Interlude — The Last
My co-writers have shamed me by continuing to post thought provoking and entertaining articles, while I on the other hand have been lollygaggin’. Anyone who has been reading this short story has been mistreated by me with the long absences between installments, and I beg forgiveness. This last piece has been long in coming, not…
Interlude – Part 4
Dear, patient S S & S readers, I beg your forgiveness for dropping off the planet for the past several months. I have found it difficult to locate my muse, or the heart, to be honest, to want to write — especially about romance and passion. But. Slowly but surely I’m coming out of my…
You Know How Much I Love Goats…
There is a funny, and somewhat coarse, story* behind that headline and those of you close to me know where I might be going with it…but not this time. A long, brutal Winter has plagued most of us in North America, and even with Spring trying to make an entrance, it just wouldn’t stay down….
What A Difference A Year Makes…
Today is my wedding anniversary and I “celebrate” alone. This is the first anniversary since my darling husband died – just before Thanksgiving 2013. Last year, more in love than ever, I blogged about our wedding anniversary. Every written word is just as true today as it was a year ago. Twenty years ago. We’re…
A Roll of the Dice, Ole’!
Competitive much? Oh, no, not THIS family… As many do during the holidays, we’ve been playing board games in between bouts of eating (and drinking). Some of us are more cut-throat than others…Georgito, is a prime example. Ultimately, it is Mr. Cool (my nephew) who inevitably sweeps the board when the game is Monopoly….
Can a Pornstache Make a Flying Monkey Feel More Manly?
Well, who knows the answer to that question, but when one is dealing with a flying, shrieking monkey who is way smaller than his peers, one must help out where ever possible to build up a little guy’s self-esteem. Georgito, in his jaunty red Christmas cape, came riding in tonight on Santa’s shoulder to prove…
Interlude – Part 3
The tumbler of fine, single malt dangling from his fingertips was poised halfway to his lips. He’d been keeping only half an eye aimed toward the lift on the off chance she’d decided to accept his invitation. The ancient elevator doors opened with a muffled groan and a woman paused for a moment before stepping…
Interlude – Part 2
What were the odds, really? Audra did a mental head shake as she wheeled her suitcase and computer bag into the lobby of the boutique hotel she’d picked for her getaway, for the very reason that it wasn’t one generally favored by the hordes of tourists coming to Monte Carlo to see or be seen…
Interlude – Part 1
This is the first installment of a short story I’m working on. I hope it’s actually going somewhere. **************** “Buon giorno,” Audra said to the young mother with two small children already seated in the private train compartment. And that, she told herself, exhausts my conversational Italian. The other young woman murmured something in reply,…