Peter Coe Verbica writes with intense imagery. His poetry is strong, crisp, distilled, beautiful, evocative, moving, tender, and touching to the soul.__ Peter spent his childhood on an expansive land grant, where his family raised cattle, sheep and Arabian horses. The open space of his youth haunts his works. When in the city, he admits to a quiet sense of loss.__ You may catch him running on the beach or throwing tennis balls to his two Australian shepherds in the early evening. He greets people with a hug and an easy smile, still a bit of an innocent youth, though he has had his share of life's blessings and heartaches.
Emma Harte rises from impoverished, pregnant servant to the heights of wealth and power as she parlays a small shop into the world's finest department store, outwitting her enemies, seeking revenge on her betrayers, and realizing her ...
(Q) My eldest brother, Hayward, used to come home to visit a lot. He had married in Savannah and brought his wife. He was a handsome man with a big old laugh. All my sisters and brothers have a sense of humor and loved to laugh, ...
As she reveals a glimpse into the betrayals, treachery, unfaithfulness, bigotry, and discrimination she endured while pursuing her passion, Verner shines a light on her determination to be a woman of substance, despite her personal ...
'Heart-soaring and hopefuly, this is a story about love, courage and ambition.
When his life is shattered, he looks back at the women who have loved him and begins a search into his own soul which will lead to the one woman who holds the key to his heart. “Legions of readers undoubtedly will be satisfied by the ...
Emotionally rich and splendidly detailed, this sequel continues the story of the Hartes in magnificent style. “Few novelists are as consummate as Barbara Taylor Bradford at keeping the reader turning the page.” —The Guardian ...
A Woman of Substance: A Play
A moment later the Reverend Henry Thorpe said, “What's going on, Mr. Figg? Do you know?” “No, I don't, Reverend Thorpe, but I suspect it might be the work of somebody who's disgruntled with the family. And fortunately no one was hurt.
This is the memoir of a remarkable woman, Begum Khurshid Mirza, the daughter of Sheikh Abdullah and Waheed Jahan Begum, the founders of Aligarh Women's College.
“Do you wish to speak to Mr. Edward Vaughan? Or Sir Nicholas, perhaps?” “No, no, but thank you. Would you have any idea what time Mr. Vaughan checked out this morning?” “It was yesterday, actually, Miss Marsden. Mr. Vaughan checked out ...