
Hello everyone! I have a few mini reviews today, two scary books and one very much not.

First up, The Haunting of Paynes Hollow. This book was a surprise. I got it from Book of the Month last Octoberish and didn’t read it. Then this summer when I was having a hard time reading, I picked it up and could not put it down! I was sucked right in to this story that is part Sleepy Hollow, part folklore, and is full of family secrets. It was the perfect read for summer or end of summer, set at a lake cabin with lots of scary things happening. I absolutely loved it!

I got this one from NetGalley and it is another creepy can’t put it down read. This book sunk its teeth in me and did not let go. I had to keep reading. Two sisters with a dark secret find themselves back in the same situation, ten years later. It was dark, dank, ugly, filled with family secrets. A book of loyalty and love and sisterhood. It was desperate, feral, violent, humid and hot. The perfect Southern Gothic thriller for the end of summer.
Look for it Sept. 8th!
Thank you to Poisoned Pen Press and NetGalley for chance to read and review!
It does come with a few trigger warnings:
Domestic Violence
Brief violence toward animals
And finally, one that is not scary, but uplifting and joyful.

The Smallest of Joys is just so lovely and delightful. I read it in the mornings with my coffee and took in Shiffer’s words. If you are not familiar, Diane Shiffer has a successful Instagram that is full of vintage linens and fashions, where she presents herself as a Nana figure to her audience and offers encouragement and acceptance. This book gave me peace at a time I needed some. She talks about setting happy traps for yourself, things that will make future you smile. Or allowing yourself time to sit and just be with your thoughts. (which coincidentally, Gladys Taber wrote about as well in her book Stillmeadow Calendar. I just read that passage last night). If you need a hug in book form, try The Smallest of Joys.
“But even on our worst days, there’s also joy and beauty and humor, amusement and love. They can coexist like two currents in a river. Pain insists we pay attention to her while beauty waits quietly until we notice her. Joy waits until we call her in. But that doesn’t mean that heartache is more important than joy. Sadness doesn’t make beauty less beautiful. In the midst of your hardest days, look for beauty.”
I have been doing this, and it is isn’t always easy. But it is there. Yesterday morning I woke up and remembered my mom, and had a little cry. Then I wiped my tears and still feeling sad, wandered out to the front of the house, looking out at the street and the day. And noticed something on my porch. A vase of beautiful flowers and a handmade card from a neighbor, giving me love and encouragement. A bit of kindness on a hard morning. And even if we don’t have that, there are small things. The way a butterfly floats through a ray of sun, or a purring cat on your lap. They are there.
And with that, I leave you my friends. I hope you all find something that makes you smile today!




































































































