New Book

New Book
The House On Sunflower Road

A Writer's Prayer

As writers, we put ourselves out there for all to see, and the only dressing we finally get is in the comments coming our way; comments that layer our nakedness piece by piece until we are dressed. And when we are fully dressed we do the process all over again. For what worth is a work if no one touches it with their eyes, if no mind falls into the story, and in the leaving no weight of connection propels a response? Elizabeth
March 2, 2010



The 'walks' of my mind!

Many things walk through my mind; it changes with the choice of time. For instance, during the day, I tend to write with a conscious eye, with a temperance toward word choices, almost as if I've an invisible watcher editing my thoughts before they find print; now, night time offers a different stage for my writing, I feel the mellowing of my words, my fingers fly across the keyboard with the courage of a Delilah, and thoughts sing a purer truth as the cover of darkness cheers me on. It seems most problems find an answer with only the light of the monitor in front of me. The darkness of the room lets my imagination have a free hand, no censoring of ideas, or judgment sitting on my shoulder.

The 'Memory Chair' -

"This...sitting around the fire," Wa`si said, "reminds me of my father and his friends. They would sit around the campfire gathering up its energy and before long there would be sharing time. The one designated to talk held the 'memory chair' until his story ended." He paused, as though his story mimicked the moment as the fire's strength entered into him, giving his words newly found power. "When I reached manhood, at sixteen, I was allowed to sit with the group. It was from these stories passed around from the one in the 'memory chair' that I learned the meaning of honor, and the importance of everything relative to what's around us. Best of all, I was taught that a strong man can show meekness without being weak...and shed tears without feeling shame....

Cherokee Proverb

Don't let yesterday use up too much of today!

Sunday, September 6, 2009

A New Review - Sept 6, 2009 Upstate NY

A new review: More Than A Romance
"Elizabeth Towles has a way with words. Although this cliche is often heard, it's never been more truer than it is in the case of THE LONG NIGHT MOON. This story is so much more than a romance. The author, with her gift for depth and description, takes you on a soul-deep tour of the NC hills. You meet her people, learn her ways, and at the same time, follow the the story of Darcie. Darcie is introduced to the reader as a headstrong teenager with few morals, and a stubborn desire to get what she wants from life. She has been thrown into a terrible introduction to tragedy, in the deaths of her parents, and responsibility, in an unwanted pregnancy.
When her older brother forces her to move to the 'country house', her life, and she, begin a metamorphosis which will leave you entranced, hopeful, angry, and at the end, ultimately fulfilled.
Travel with Darcie as she learns the ancient ways of the Cherokee people, and the heart-breaking joys of motherhood. Once you start reading THE LONG NIGHT MOON, you won't be able to put it down."

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