First Draft

Someone asked me to write about being a dyslexic author. Each genetic combination that results in dyslexia is unique, that’s why it is now part of the DSM-V definition of autism spectrum disorder. By the way, dyslexia is not caused by Tylenol, neither is autism. While there is a universal collectiveness of any human trait, additional influential factors make each of us, dyslexic or not, unique. I like that. In sixth grade, I changed schools midyear. The new school was in the midst of a spelling contest between the two sixth grade classes. Although I knew every word perfectly the night before, I bombed the test by missing two words. The teacher called me before the class. I stood looking at the floor, trying to become invisible. The teacher, Mrs. Smith, said, “Look at everyone.” I looked at a girl in front of me with curly blonde hair and blue eyes. She met my gaze. Mrs. Smith explained to the class that I had lost the competition for everyone. Then she looked at me and said, “I...

  I’ve always wanted to find a time to use “gobsmacked.” As most people know, it means to be completely astonished or shocked to the point of being speechless. Well, it fits. As a writer I love hearing feedback from readers. Even the questions and not so favorable comments help me improve my writing skills. I write for readers’ enjoyment. I was disappointed to see that all the Goodreads reviews since the first of October had disappeared. Who knows if others will post? I was tracking the comment themes. It surprised me that no one mentioned Mr. Goldstein. I did like that someone recognized the significance of the homeless people. It was a good experience to read the comments. I hope there are more. Everyone is welcome to contact me directly with comments and questions at: Nadine@NadineLamanBooks.com

  (Possible spoilers, not sure. I’ll try to be careful.) While reading the Goodreads reviews of The Trilogy: Kathryn’s Beach, High Tide, Storm Surge , several people mentioned the Franciscan nuns. Honestly, I was nervous when I asked Father Alvin Herber, C.PP.S, if he wanted copies of my trilogy. I fired a round or two over the bow of the Catholic Church (in the story) from time to time, so I wasn’t sure what my confessor would think. Luckily, all was well. C.PP.S in English stands for the Missionaries of the (most) Precious Blood, and their spirituality focus is the Precious Blood of Jesus’ healing and redemption. Kathryn was lucky (blessed?) in that was her story, too. Then came the two nuns I knew well enough to share the novels with, and held my breath waiting for their reactions. Both Sister Rosemary Rader, OSB and Ph.D., and Sister Ann Cecile Gaume, CSJ, were kind in their comments. For those who don’t know: OSB is the Order of Saint Benedict and CSJ is Congregation of ...