Welcome to Sunday Potpourri, our place to share about the little tidbits, obsessions, and delightful moments of our lives. For those of you celebrating a holiday this weekend, enjoy!
If you haven’t been here for a few days, you may notice a new background and blog header. I discovered the background on one of those “free digital images” sites, but I love the “blackboard” look of it.
The header is comprised of my own images, including a couple of shots of my office. The one below showcases the walls you see when you enter, layered with framed moments from the past: collages, baby pix, and you can see a glimpse of the sofa, which makes into a bed for guests.
In the photo below, you can glimpse the wall to the right of my computer station, with more family photos; an autographed shot of Victoria Rowell, author/actor, from BEA 2008; and my bulletin board crammed with photos and mementos. On the top right of the board, there’s a sign that says “Lorre,” created by my sign-painter brother, to commemorate the years when I went by that name.
I love the calendar with vintage typewriters…a new one for each month.
A few days ago, I featured some bookish clutter, talking about some books coming soon in the mailbox. I only mentioned three of them that day. Here are some more:
The Idea of Him, by Holly Peterson, a story of love, life lessons, and learning to trust yourself.
Allie Crawford has the life she always dreamed of—she’s number two at a high-profile P.R. firm; she has two kids she adores; and her husband is a blend of handsome and heroic. Wade is everything she thought a man was supposed to be—he’s running a successful newsmagazine and, best of all, he provides the stable yet exciting New York City life Allie believes she needs in order to feel secure and happy.
But when Allie finds Wade locked in their laundry room with a stunning blonde in snakeskin sandals, a scandal ensues that flips her life on its head. And when the woman wants to befriend Allie, an old flame calls, and a new guy gets a little too close for comfort, she starts to think her marriage is more of a facade than something real. Maybe she’s fallen in love not with Wade—but with the idea of him.
And then comes The Stories We Tell, by Patti Callahan Henry:
Eve and Cooper Morrison are Savannah’s power couple. They’re on every artistic board and deeply involved in the community. She owns and operates a letterpress studio specializing in the handmade; he runs a digital magazine featuring all things southern gentlemen. The perfect juxtaposition of the old and the new, Eve and Cooper are the beautiful people. The lucky ones. And they have the wealth and name that comes from being part of an old Georgia family. But things may not be as good as they seem….
Don’t Try to Find Me, by Holly Brown, is the message their fourteen-year-old daughter leaves on the message board when she goes missing….
When a fourteen-year-old runs away, her parents turn to social media to find her—launching a public campaign that will expose their darkest secrets and change their family forever, in this suspenseful and gripping debut for fans of Reconstructing Amelia and Gone Girl.
Don’t try to find me. Though the message on the kitchen white board is written in Marley’s hand, her mother Rachel knows there has to be some other explanation. Marley would never run away.
As the days pass and it sinks in that the impossible has occurred, Rachel and her husband Paul are informed that the police have “limited resources.” If they want their fourteen-year-old daughter back, they will have to find her themselves. Desperation becomes determination when Paul turns to Facebook and Twitter, and launches FindMarley.com.
But Marley isn’t the only one with secrets.
With public exposure comes scrutiny, and when Rachel blows a television interview, the dirty speculation begins. Now, the blogosphere is convinced Rachel is hiding something. It’s not what they think; Rachel would never hurt Marley. Not intentionally, anyway. But when it’s discovered that she’s lied, even to the police, the devoted mother becomes a suspect in Marley’s disappearance.
Is Marley out there somewhere, watching it all happen, or is the truth something far worse?
As usual, I ordered way too many books…the previous three and these should keep me busy for a few weeks. I’m also trying to read books from my shelves…those that have been languishing there for a while.
What do you do about Mt. TBR? Do you keep bringing new ones into the fold, or do you add to your stacks responsibly? What works for you?