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A Very Special #Magicday

31 Monday Oct 2016

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So it’s Monday, which means the search for magic because Mondays need it.

But it’s also HALLOWEEN!

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If you know me, you know this is one of my favorite holidays. So the magic of today is Halloween!

The day we don masks to scare away the spirits lurking in the dark, the day the veil between this world and what waits beyond is thin, the day to celebrate everything spooky and creepy. To light candles in jack o’ lanterns to bring them to life. To walk in the dark with the chill breeze and fallen leaves. A time of horror movies and imaginations run wild, making our hearts race.

As a kid, my sisters and I would rush home from school, put on our costumes, and wait eagerly for our dad to come home from work so he would guide us through the nighttime streets in search of candy.

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My dad’s job of taking us out is long over, so he stays home and puts up epic decorations to scare other people’s kids. Last year we went and joined his display, one of the best Halloweens ever.

My dad's house last year.

My dad’s house last year.

 

Me...last year.

Me…last year.

I have decorated my house, though out in the country, we don’t get trick or treaters. I have carved three pumpkins and have a few more to go. I am going to take myself to see the movie OUIJA today! And tonight you’ll be able to find me sitting on my front porch amid my flickering pumpkins and skulls enjoying the night, listening to the leaves, and wondering what lurks in the shadows of the trees across the street.

Here are a few pics from my house this year!

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Angus looks a little weird, cause he's leaning forward...

Angus looks a little weird, cause he’s leaning forward…

One of my six pumpkins!

One of my six pumpkins!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 

Words and the World

27 Thursday Oct 2016

Posted by Kathleen Palm in Thoughts, writing

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characters talk to us, flexibility, never know where the story will go, right, stories, thoughts, writing, writing is hard, wrong

Writing is weird.

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Writing makes no sense.

But it must, because so many of us can’t live without it.

I’ve written stories in a few days where every little detail clicked, where there was no need for serious revisions.

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I’ve written stories in a few months where every scene was like pulling teeth, where the tale hid in the dark of my mind and I struggled to yank it free…or coax it into the light.

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I’ve written stories where I knew exactly how it would end and that was that.

I’ve written thousands of words without the slightest idea how the tale would end.

I’ve written manuscripts certain of the outcome, only to reach the end and learn that I was wrong.

Being an author, for me anyway, has always demanded flexibility. I bend. I skip along the path only to find that the road crumbles away or another less formed path appears off to one side. I have learned to navigate the dark, uncertain streets of my mind, trusting the stories in my head to lead me in the right direction.

For when I fight it, when I make the characters stay within the designated area, they rebel.

So, I remain open. That willingness to listen can lead our minds to wonderful revelations that reveal who we are…showing us how the world, how what’s happening around us can influence us.

I am stepping into the third book of my Doors series…and since I made it a series, I knew how it would end. I KNEW!

But I was wrong. Bryn was my “chosen one”, I suppose, meant to save everyone. I know, how trite.

Over the last couple of days, I’ve been shown more of the end of the chapter of her life that I have been tasked to share. Bryn is chosen. She has a purpose, but it isn’t what I thought. My big bad “evil” The Darkness…is more than he seems. The Light…merely trying to do the best he can.

This final book is resonating with what I see in the world today, with how I emotionally react to what is happening in the world. All the I’m right and you’re wrong being screamed from the very roof tops, all the groups fighting to be heard.

There’s no right.

No wrong.

No good.

No bad.

Only choices.

Only people.

And we all have light and dark within us.

INIQUITY Release Day!!!!!

25 Tuesday Oct 2016

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Book release, dark fantasy, Iniquity, Melody Winter, New Adult, release day, romance

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Release Day!!!!! INIQUITY (The Ascent, Book One) by Melody Winter

Publication date: October 25th, 2016

Genre: New Adult, Dark Romantic Fantasy

 

To celebrate the release of INIQUITY, the first book in The Ascent series trilogy, Melody is giving away a signed paperback of Iniquity and a handmade Iniquity bangle.

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All you have to do to be in with a chance of winning is sign up to her newsletter.

Click here: newsletter sign up

If you’re already signed up then send melody a quick email telling her you’d like to be entered into the giveaway for the release day prize. Email: melodywinterbooks@gmail.com

Melody will pick a winner on the 31st October 2016.

 

If you haven’t grabbed your kindle version of Iniquity, grab it today—the last day before the price goes up. (Please double check price before purchase.)

Amazon.com: Link to Iniquity on amazon US  

Amazon.co.uk: Link to Iniquity on amazon UK

 

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Athena Harrow is about to turn twenty-one, but there will be no celebration. What is there to celebrate when the world is ruled by demons?

She hates the darkness the demons brought with them and longs for the light to return to the world—a world she only vaguely remembers. The people in her forest village blindly accept the life the demons forced upon them, even tolerating the yearly ascension ceremony where all the girls who have turned twenty-one are either sent away to serve the Master Demon or left in the village and forced to procreate.

But Paymon, the assigned village demon, selects a different role for Athena, a role that pits her against the village. While she adapts to her new life, Erebus, a younger, more powerful demon, arrives, and Athena must play a dangerous game with his emotions in return for information about the demon’s reign of darkness.

As Athena’s dreams of restoring the light begin to fade, her life with Erebus takes an unexpected turn, and this time it’s her life being put to the test.

Set in the forest around Buttercrambe in North Yorkshire, England, INIQUITY explores the frightening, darker side of romance and the uncontrolled emotions it can unleash.

 

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Growing up, Melody showed a natural ability in art, a head for maths, and a tendency to write too long English essays. Difficult to place in the world when she graduated, she pursued a career in teaching, but ended up working in finance. Melody is convinced the methodical times she spends working with numbers fuel her desire to drift into dream worlds and write about the illusory characters in her head.

Melody Winter lives in York, North Yorkshire, England with her husband and two sons. When not dealing with football, rugby, and a whole plethora of ‘boy’ activities, she will be found scribbling notes for her stories, or preparing for another trip to the nearby beaches at Scarborough and Whitby. With an obsession for anything mythical, Melody revels in reading and writing about such creatures, and creating her own.

 

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Magicday

24 Monday Oct 2016

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doing your best, inspiration, magic, thoughts

Once again, I transform Monday to Magicday! Because this makes me smile. Today’s magic…

Doing your best.

This is the best magic. No matter the outcome, no matter if you achieve the goal or win the meet or get the top test score, the fact that you did everything you could makes all the difference.

The Spirit of Woodlan marching band went to semi-state competition last Saturday, as did nineteen other Indiana bands. The top ten go on to state finals this Saturday to play at Lucas Oil Stadium in Indianapolis.

All these bands have worked super hard. All these teenagers did their best, but only ten could continue. (FYI-Woodlan qualified! WOOHOO!) To pass the faces of the kids who weren’t moving on was hard. Definite disappointment at first, but then the frowns changed, because they had done their best.

They should be proud.

Always be proud of your best.

It’s always enough.

Be aware that your best could change day to day, depending on your mood, your health (mental and physical), and on your level of motivation. Don’t let those eat away at your pride. This is part of being human. We’re not perfect. We can’t reach perfection…HECK PERFECTION DOESN’T EXIST! And never EVER (and this is so super-dee-duper difficult kids) compare your best to someone else’s. You are not them, so there’s no reason to compare…though I know we all do…no one said life was easy.

Do YOUR best.

That’s all you can do.

When your best is on display…dance in the magic.

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Celebrate YOU!

 

 

 

 

The Untold Tale by J.M. Frey…Read Along Tour!

18 Tuesday Oct 2016

Posted by Kathleen Palm in Blog Tour, Thoughts

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I read this book and enjoyed it SUPER SUPER MUCH! Yes…super super. I am very excited about book two! So I am helping to celebrate the upcoming release by hosting this read along, where the fantastic Cal Spivey give us insight into the happenings of chapters 6 and 7!

If you like fantasy…you’ll love this book. And Pip is the absolute BEST!

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“Your brother is a slimeball.”: The Untold Read-Along Part Three

 

Welcome to The Untold Tale read-along! The Untold Tale by J.M. Frey is the first book in the Accidental Turn series, the second book of which, The Forgotten Tale, will be released on December 6th. To prep for book two, we’re sharing a ten-part series that will be part recap, part review, and part discussion of the book that has been called the “most important work of fantasy written in 2015.”

If you want to read along with us and avoid the SPOILERS that will follow, you can pick up your copy of The Untold Tale from major online retailers.

About the book

Forsyth Turn is not a hero. Lordling of Turn Hall and Lysse Chipping, yes. Spymaster for the king, certainly. But hero? That’s his older brother’s job, and Kintyre Turn is nothing if not legendary. However, when a raid on the kingdom’s worst criminal results in the rescue of a bafflingly blunt woman, oddly named and even more oddly mannered, Forsyth finds his quaint, sedentary life is turned on its head.

Dragged reluctantly into a quest he never expected, and fighting villains that even his brother has never managed to best, Forsyth is forced to confront his own self-shame and the demons that come with always being second-best. And, more than that, when he finally realizes where Lucy came from and why she’s here, he’ll be forced to question not only his place in the world, but the very meaning of his own existence.

Smartly crafted, The Untold Tale gives agency to the unlikeliest of heroes: the silenced, the marginalized, and the overlooked. It asks what it really means to be a fan when the worlds you love don’t resemble the world you live in, celebrates the power of the written word, challenges tropes, and shows us what happens when someone stands up and refuses to remain a secondary character in their own life.

Part One: “I assume the body is a corpse.” Chapters 1 and 2

Part Two: “Information, at last!” Chapters 3, 4, and 5

 

Part Three: Chapters 6 and 7

 

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In this section, Forsyth is staggered by Pip’s revelation that the world he lives in is the fictional setting of a series of books called The Tales of Kintyre Turn, by Elgar Reed. Reed, an author from Pip’s real world, wrote these books as a very pulp-fantasy, Terry Goodkind-esque saga of the glorious hero Kintyre Turn and his squire and chronicler Sir Bevel Dom. In other words, Forsyth has lived his entire life in Kintyre’s shadow by design.

Pip and Forsyth recover enough to return to the dinner party, where Bevel promptly bullies Pip into dancing, despite her first polite and then blunt protests. At least he is a kind partner, instructive as he leads her through an unfamiliar dance. But before anyone can relax, Kintyre cuts in, groping Pip and exacerbating her injuries.

The emotional roller-coaster of an evening comes to a head when Bevel, per his and Kintyre’s usual routine with maidens, proposes a threesome with Pip. When Pip refuses, an argument as to whose bed she’ll go to (“How about I go to nobody’s bed?” Pip says) culminates in her outing of Kintyre and Bevel as lovers, per the homosexual subtext of the novels.

Kintyre refuses to escort Pip home, and Pip refuses to accept his help anyway. Pip convinces Forsyth that they can take on the quest together instead.

 

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“The whole world was created for my brother. To serve him. To exalt and glorify him.” (page 142)

In my life, I have heard people say–in earnest–that a particular deity created this world to serve and fulfill the needs of men. Not mankind, but men, specifically.

Imagine if that were true.

Or, that not only was the world created to serve and fulfill the needs of men, but one man in particular.

Poor Forsyth! The chapters we’ve read so far have all expertly led to this moment. Every reminder of Kintyre’s existence has led to dark recollections from Forsyth of his brother’s rudeness, selfishness, and cruelty. Having been introduced to Kintyre, we see how boorish and offensive he is. I would be crushed to learn that my whole world existed to support someone like him.

Why, though? Isn’t he a hero? Hasn’t he saved people and done great things for the kingdom? One of the amazing things about this series is that as much as it lifts up non-traditional heroism, it also directly challenges the traditional–but I’m getting ahead of myself here.

This section specifically shines a light on Kintyre’s personal relationships and the way his version of masculinity inhibits and damages them.

On page 157, Pip criticizes the fact that Kintyre knows “the social cues and common practices of politeness,” but “has decided…that learning to communicate and interact with other human beings is beneath him. That everyone will just…marvel and obey.” We see this in Kintyre’s behavior toward Forsyth, his own brother, whose every request regarding Kintyre’s stay at Turn Hall is utterly ignored. Kintyre shows up and shows no consideration for what’s already going on. He demands accommodation, but won’t accommodate–not even, or perhaps especially not, when it comes to respecting Pip’s triggers and boundaries, first when Forsyth warns him of them and later when Pip herself tries to set them.

And poor Bevel! His exchange with Pip on pages 173-175, the morning after the party and Pip’s outing of him as in love with Kintyre, is heartbreaking. He’s terrified because Kintyre “doesn’t love anyone,” including Bevel, though they’ve been traveling together for more than a decade and have a sexual relationship (albeit one expressed through threesomes with a woman). Pip’s exposure of them has brought an end to even that, Bevel fears, because Kintyre views love as a game: “he makes [women] fall in love with him and then he runs…now he knows, and he’s going to run away from me.” Kintyre won’t even look at Bevel.

Kintyre’s adventures are rife with sexual exploits, an integral part of any male power fantasy given the expectations placed on men to only want one thing, as I and I’m sure others heard from our mothers when we were teenage girls. But that’s all they are: exploitations. Kintyre’s masculinity is about being adored, not adoring, and he’s never shown to have even the smallest bit of kindness to give in return.

Even as Bevel propositions Pip for a threesome, it has a perfunctory feel about it. There’s no excitement, there’s certainly no chemistry between Pip and either hero. “Why don’t we just jump ahead to the end of the evening?” Bevel says, as he must do whenever there’s a maiden about–organizing threesomes, as Pip says, just so he can touch Kintyre. Kintyre, for his part, is in an “indolent slouch” until Pip says no, and only then does he interject. To my reading, he doesn’t care about having sex with Pip–he cares that she went against the script and rejected him.

I could go on–we haven’t even talked about the way Kintyre’s behavior, even at a remove, infects Forsyth’s instinctual reactions to Pip and their potential relationship, though we did touch on that last week–but by the end of this section, Kintyre is gone, and Pip and Forsyth have a new challenge to overcome: quest planning.

 

Coming up
This next one goes out to all the fantasy nerds out there. Join us–and author J.M. Frey!–for a little nerding out as Pip and Forsyth hit the books before they hit the road. Next week, part four will be hosted by Michelle Hoehn over at A Sleuth of Bears and cover chapters 8, 9, and 10.

 

#Magicday… Support

17 Monday Oct 2016

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The magic of support and I’m not talking bras here, kids, but emotional.

The simple phrase “I believe in you” is the most magical words one can utter.

We all…I mean ALL from children to teenagers to adults…choose our paths, make decisions based on what we know, what we feel, and what we want out of life. Sometimes the path is good and other times it doesn’t work so we find another road. However, even if those choices don’t lead us to where we want having someone tell you to follow your heart, to do what feels right to you, and be true to yourself is priceless.

It’s magic.

Magic that leaves a lightness in your soul, a bit of bright in your mind to drive away any self-doubt.

When someone is happily treading their path, taking whatever bumps and detours with a smile, telling them why you think it’s wrong isn’t helpful…or wanted.

Support each other, even if you think they’re headed down the wrong road, because in the end it’s their life not yours. And it might be exactly where they want to be.

Cheer.

Encourage.

Be there.

We’re all in this together and this life is too short for lectures, doubt, and bad feelings.

Happy Magicday! May you find a bit of sparkle to make you smile.

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And if you have time…a new scary Kathy-story is up on Jolene Haley’s blog today! Go read it here!

#Magicday… Music

10 Monday Oct 2016

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It’s Mond…

I MEAN MAGICDAY!!!!!

I am here to share a bit of must needed magic. Today it’s music.

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The hills are alive, baby.

My last post, I talked about reconnecting with my violin. And I have been playing it and I CAN PLAY THE LITTLE BEGINNING SONGS WITHOUT A LOT OF DIFFICULTY AND I LOVE IT!

I will continue to practice and see what I can do.

But, it sure makes me smile.

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From past posts, you might remember that my daughter plays the trumpet in the Spirit of Woodlan marching band. Watching them play fills me with pride. When they hit those grand notes, the whole band together, it gives me chills. Last Saturday we went to Homestead High School and finished second! Awarded a gold rating and receiving medals of distinction in visuals and effects. Northwestern beat us again, but we are closing. After I was done toting props, I got to watch the rest of the competition. While all he bands do great, there are a few that I just love! I found myself feeling all the feels.

Because MUSIC!

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Whether it makes you smile…

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…dance…

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…sad…

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…whether it gives you chills or makes you break out in applause…

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…whether you are playing an instrument or simply listening…

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…whether it’s the radio, CD or the sounds of nature…

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MUSIC IS MAGIC. 

Violin-ing…Again

06 Thursday Oct 2016

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concerts, love, music, my life with music, thoughts, violin

It’s back!

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Back in fourth grade, I joined the orchestra. I can’t remember why, but when the school offered to teach kids to play instruments, I signed up. I picked the viola, and this I remember why, because as the violin had all the important parts, the viola was the support…in the background…where I liked (and still like) to live.

I don’t remember if it was once or twice or whatever a week, I would leave class to got to my lesson. However, soon after beginning, my instructor recommended to my mom that I switch to the violin. He said I would be happier with it. So I did…no big deal.

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My parents rented me an instrument for a while. And I kept playing…and they thought maybe they should buy me my own and stop having to make payments. When I could play a full size violin (yup, they have sizes), the search began. My mom remembers my instructor calling her to inform them that he had found me the perfect one, the sound was great, and would they be interested in buying it.

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So my parents bought me a violin. And dude, those things aren’t cheap. So I felt a bit excited…and a bit guilty that they spent so much money on ME!

But I loved playing. In high school, I went to orchestra everyday and participated in all the concerts. I also joined the Central Illinois Concert Orchestra (CICO…yup, we pronounced it “sicko”…fun, right?). We had to AUDITION for that! The nerves on try-out day! Playing all by myself in front of a table of serious-looking people! Stomach churning. However, playing in a full orchestra, with brass and woodwinds and percussion, was AMAZING! I got my first taste of Wagner and Mahler and Holst, and WOW! Chills, people.

When I moved to Springfield, Il., there was no orchestra at the high school.

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Mom found the Sangamon Valley Youth Symphony… and I played with them the rest of my junior year and all of my senior year.

Then…I went to college.

And my violin sat at home. Then I got married and moved, taking my instrument with me…because it was mine.

Over the years, I always knew where it was, but never thought much about it. It was a closed chapter in my life.

Chapters can be re-opened.

Three years ago, my daughter started playing the trumpet. I remembered playing my violin. And how much I loved it.

So I pulled out the case and opened it. The strings were broken…the bow had seen better days. The thought of getting it fixed entered my head and never left.

Well, a couple of years later and with a bit of money, my violin is playable again!

I took it to the music shop where we bought my daughter’s trumpet. I flipped the latches up, a sound I had missed. I opened the case, one I had carried for years, one I opened and closed so many times, so long ago. The string-guy (that’s what they called him) told me it was in good shape and could certainly help.

Leaving it there, with the experts, send odd quivers of sadness and excitement through my stomach. That instrument means a lot to me. The fact that my parents spent money on it…for me! All the music I played on it. All the concerts. It is a piece of me, one I’ll never lose because I love it.

I brought it home and set it under my chin and played a note. I bought a beginning violin book and can still read the music…can still remember what fingering to use. Though I have forgotten a lot, with a little work, I hope to make beautiful music with it. And my daughter wants to learn how to play, too.

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The case still has my name on it from grade school...Mom carefully wrote it out and taped it there.

The case still has my name on it from grade school…Mom carefully wrote it out and taped it there.

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Pretty, right? For being 30 or so years old…

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So there it is. The story of my violin and my current attempt at violin-ing.

 

 

Magicday…Individuality

03 Monday Oct 2016

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I have been struggling with what to blog about lately. It happens to us all.

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What to write? What to post? What do I want to talk about? Well…

In a world drowning in politics, of so many opinions clashing and exploding…a world fighting for equality, people screaming and punching their ways out of confining boxes made of definitions…a world where too much violence occurs…

The world needs magic.

So the search begins, for magic, in whatever form we can find it.

What a perfect thing to post on Mondays, the least favorite day of the week. Poor Mondays.

With a wave of my wand…Monday transforms into MAGICDAY!

POOF!

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The bit of magic I want to celebrate today is INDIVIDUALITY!

So many people on one planet. And not one is the same as any other. Sure, we can find people who have similar opinions, like the same things, or live the same way we do, but NO ONE an exact match.

MAGIC.

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Yes, it can cause fighting, but it can also allow the beauty of the world to shine. What a gorgeous world we have when every flower is different, when we can turn to the person next to us and learn something new!

This should unite us. And coming together as the Human race won’t erase all the things that make each person, each culture, unique, but give each person the chance to add their voice to the chorus.

So instead of shaming your neighbors for their opinions, instead of trying to silence them…rejoice in the fact of our individuality. The great power of the universe (whatever you may call it, or not) has granted us the ability of thought, of forming our own opinions, and we should use this magic to the best of our ability.

We won’t change the world by telling everyone else they’re wrong, but by being ourselves and allowing every one else that same magic.

The person next to you who is spouting ideals that clash with yours? It’s going to happen.

There is no right and wrong, only a whole lotta people with a whole lotta beliefs. The beauty of individuality.

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Happy Magicday, everyone!

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