Corinne Richards: dutiful army housewife, isolated loner, former pianist, home owner, and now piano restorer.
Corinne thought she had finally "made it." She, and her husband Darryl, had just purchased their house. He was due to retire from the army, and they could finally start living the life they had always hoped for.
Life had different plans for her.
Instead, Darryl is shipped off for one last tour. That blow sends Corinne spiraling into isolation and depression. Prior to this, she connected with other military wives. This time...she just gave up.
It's important to look at her history in order to fully understand what brought her to the house in Louisville.
Corinne grew up in Indiana. Hers was a typical mid-Western upbringing. Her parents owned a modest home.
Corinne and her brothers played sports. Their mother also encouraged all of them to play the piano. The lessons didn't stick with the boys very well. Corinne, though, had a natural talent for it.
She was a senior in high school when she was faced with a most difficult decision: piano or soccer? She was being scouted for a possible soccer scholarship, so sports won. Only three games into the season, and she injured her knee, dashing her dreams. To make matters worse, her parents sold the piano after she made her decision, and thus she was left with nothing.
She and Darryl met at Indiana State. He was working towards a degree in electronics engineering, she was in the General Studies program. It was love at first sight. Their courtship lasted through all four years at the college.
At that time, Darryl wanted to get some hands-on training, so he enlisted in the army. Desperate not to lose him, Corinne begged and pleaded with him to get married. So they did. In a small ceremony performed by a Justice of the Peace, Corinne became Mrs. Richards, and was able to travel with Darryl to different posts.
Years of moving and tours came and went. When Darryl FINALLY decided not to re-enlist, Corinne couldn't have been happier. She was finally getting her husband all to herself. She could finally have a "normal" life like she had growing up. So they bought a house and got ready to settle down. Then Darryl gets shipped off one last time...
What they didn't know when they bought the old farm house was that it was rich in history. It belonged to one of the most prominent Louisville families. It had stories, it had pictures, it had a piano, it had ghosts!
The spirits of the Walker family made themselves quite known to Corinne, even though she had no desire to meet them. What begins as a frightening, and terrifying occurrence becomes a wonderful lesson in history and humanity for Corinne.
She discovers the old, dilapidated piano. She discovers the old photos, letters, and journals. And through it all, she discovers herself.
Corinne is not a likely heroine. She's a rather "average" gal. She has no dreams of making it big. She just wants a normal family life. What she discovers is that family is what you make of it. Her ability to open her eyes and open her mind makes her one of my favorites, and possible even one of the greatest heroines in literature.
Favorite quote from Corinne: "Time to get back to regular life."
Happy reading!
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Thursday, September 17, 2015
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Tuesday, April 8, 2014
A to Z '14 - Giving
For this year's A to Z Challenge, I am honoring my grandfather who passed away on April 3, 2013.

G is for Giving.

My grandfather was the epitome of selflessness. He gave and gave and gave.
He donated his time, money and energy into helping inner city you, the MS Society, his church, his family...the list is longer than I know. He gave because he could and because he knew it was his duty.
Realistically, it's everyone's duty. We all have the opportunity to give in various ways. It doesn't have to be money. Donate your time to helping another person. Give your old clothes and books to a charity or shelter. Use your talents to enhance someone else's life. Everyone can give something to someone somewhere.

Giving doesn't hurt. Quite the contrary. It helps both the giver and the receiver. It brightens everyone's day - it brightens everyone's life!

So please, give. Give in any way you can. It will bless you more than words can ever say. I know because I've seen how it impacted my grandfather and our family.
G is for Giving.

G is for Giving.

My grandfather was the epitome of selflessness. He gave and gave and gave.
He donated his time, money and energy into helping inner city you, the MS Society, his church, his family...the list is longer than I know. He gave because he could and because he knew it was his duty.
Realistically, it's everyone's duty. We all have the opportunity to give in various ways. It doesn't have to be money. Donate your time to helping another person. Give your old clothes and books to a charity or shelter. Use your talents to enhance someone else's life. Everyone can give something to someone somewhere.

Giving doesn't hurt. Quite the contrary. It helps both the giver and the receiver. It brightens everyone's day - it brightens everyone's life!

So please, give. Give in any way you can. It will bless you more than words can ever say. I know because I've seen how it impacted my grandfather and our family.
G is for Giving.
Friday, April 4, 2014
A to Z '14 - Devotion
For this year's A to Z Challenge, I am honoring my grandfather who passed away on April 3, 2013.

D is for Devotion.
My grandfather was the embodiment of devotion. Married to my grandmother for over 70 years when he passed, he was still as madly in love with her as they day he married her.
He was devoted to his work. He started working at fifteen and didn't fully retire until he was about 80. His hard work and perseverance paid off. A self-made man, he worked his way up the corporate ladder from mail room to CEO.
He was devoted to his family. He always made time for us. He played with us, took care of us, supported us, educated us. He gave us everything we needed and then some. He was more than just a provider. He was a devoted family man.

Devotion is of the utmost importance nowadays. In a society where we emphasize looking out for number one, we have forgotten the importance of devotion to others. You cannot have a marriage or partnership without devotion. You cannot have a family without devotion. Without some sort of devotion, all of our relationships would wither and die.
My books are about characters who are devoted to their lovers, friends and families. These characters understand true devotion because I had the best role model to draw from.

D is for devotion.

D is for Devotion.
My grandfather was the embodiment of devotion. Married to my grandmother for over 70 years when he passed, he was still as madly in love with her as they day he married her.
He was devoted to his work. He started working at fifteen and didn't fully retire until he was about 80. His hard work and perseverance paid off. A self-made man, he worked his way up the corporate ladder from mail room to CEO.
He was devoted to his family. He always made time for us. He played with us, took care of us, supported us, educated us. He gave us everything we needed and then some. He was more than just a provider. He was a devoted family man.

Devotion is of the utmost importance nowadays. In a society where we emphasize looking out for number one, we have forgotten the importance of devotion to others. You cannot have a marriage or partnership without devotion. You cannot have a family without devotion. Without some sort of devotion, all of our relationships would wither and die.
My books are about characters who are devoted to their lovers, friends and families. These characters understand true devotion because I had the best role model to draw from.

D is for devotion.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
A to Z '14 - Brilliance
For this year's A to Z Challenge, I am honoring my grandfather who passed away on April 3, 2013.

B is for Brilliance.
My grandfather was brilliant. In more ways than one, he was brilliant. He didn't even graduate from high school, and yet what he accomplished in his life time is the stuff that legends are made of. He was humble, though, too.
His brilliance spurred on our own. He always told us that anything was possible as long as we worked hard. He was right. Diligence pays. Brilliance, or talent, is great; diligence only enhances it.
We are all brilliant, each in our own way. You know how we often use brilliance to describe things like diamonds? That's the kind of brilliance I'm talking about here. You are brilliant like a diamond. I have my own brilliance. We ALL have our own forms of brilliance. Trust me, the wisest man in the world taught me that! ;)

B is for brilliance.

B is for Brilliance.
My grandfather was brilliant. In more ways than one, he was brilliant. He didn't even graduate from high school, and yet what he accomplished in his life time is the stuff that legends are made of. He was humble, though, too.
His brilliance spurred on our own. He always told us that anything was possible as long as we worked hard. He was right. Diligence pays. Brilliance, or talent, is great; diligence only enhances it.
We are all brilliant, each in our own way. You know how we often use brilliance to describe things like diamonds? That's the kind of brilliance I'm talking about here. You are brilliant like a diamond. I have my own brilliance. We ALL have our own forms of brilliance. Trust me, the wisest man in the world taught me that! ;)

B is for brilliance.
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Thursday, March 7, 2013
On Education
My wife is an educator. More specifically, she teaches learning disabled and emotionally disturbed children. Over the years, her students have run the gamut from autism to anger issues. Last night, we were discussing the state of the educational system.
In New York state, there is standardized testing. Which sounds harmless until you consider the fact that the results of her students' test scores are added in with other students' scores and then we get the state average. How can one of her students, who might be severely learning disabled be compared to a non-LD student?! We all know that they can't. It's not balanced - it's not a fair fight.

Unfortunately, in the end, the students - the children - will be the ones who lose. Neither the average student nor the LD student will get the full education that they need and they will then be thrust into the real world, forced to struggle unequipped.

What does any of thids have to do with writing?
For me, even as a child, education was of the utmost importance. You had better believe that English class was a top priority. I knew the differences between there, their and they're a long time ago. It saddens (and even frustrates) me that my peers - my colleagues - do not know those differences. I look on Facebook and just see such horrible grammar. When I do so, I am appalled.

Now, I am not trying to pass judgment on people. Maybe they didn't pay attention in English. Maybe they had a crappy teacher. Who knows? The point is, they were not properly prepared for "the real world."
You may be asking yourself, "what difference does it make if they use there instead of their?" The differences are: (a) we are not the only English speaking country in the world. The British know their language pretty darn well. I can guarantee you, they just checked to make sure I used the proper "their." (b)As an aside to (a), we look like idiots on the global stage. We are not looked at in a good light by other countries. The fact that we cannot master our own language makes us the laughing stock of the world. (c) Isn't it important to know how to balance a check book? It's a part of our daily lives, right? We speak constantly, right? Words are also a part of our daily lives. Ergo, proper use of our words should also be not just a part of our daily lives, but an important part of our daily lives.

It is for those reasons that I proudly call myself a grammar nazi. I refuse to appear ignorant and inarticulate. I refuse to fall into the stereotype of the ugly, uneducated American. This is our language, but sadly, I have met many people for whom English is their second language and they have mastered it far better than we (the native speakers) have. I have tremendous respect for those people and their native tongues. I also have tremendous respect for my own language.

What's sad is that a key part of this linguistic issue is that teachers aren't able to teach proper grammar because they are overworked, underpaid and forced to follow curriculums set by the government. They have to cram ridiculous amounts of information into shorter time spans. They do not get the opportunity to teach the way they want to teach. They want to teach proper grammar as much as I want to see and hear it. Sadly, they just can't due to these regulations.
We need to master our language and we need to improve our educational system. Both are in a very sad state. I think that if we were able to improve both, we as a nation, would improve. Our global image would improve and our culture would improve as well.


So, here's to better education and better grammar for us all!
In New York state, there is standardized testing. Which sounds harmless until you consider the fact that the results of her students' test scores are added in with other students' scores and then we get the state average. How can one of her students, who might be severely learning disabled be compared to a non-LD student?! We all know that they can't. It's not balanced - it's not a fair fight.

Unfortunately, in the end, the students - the children - will be the ones who lose. Neither the average student nor the LD student will get the full education that they need and they will then be thrust into the real world, forced to struggle unequipped.

What does any of thids have to do with writing?
For me, even as a child, education was of the utmost importance. You had better believe that English class was a top priority. I knew the differences between there, their and they're a long time ago. It saddens (and even frustrates) me that my peers - my colleagues - do not know those differences. I look on Facebook and just see such horrible grammar. When I do so, I am appalled.

Now, I am not trying to pass judgment on people. Maybe they didn't pay attention in English. Maybe they had a crappy teacher. Who knows? The point is, they were not properly prepared for "the real world."
You may be asking yourself, "what difference does it make if they use there instead of their?" The differences are: (a) we are not the only English speaking country in the world. The British know their language pretty darn well. I can guarantee you, they just checked to make sure I used the proper "their." (b)As an aside to (a), we look like idiots on the global stage. We are not looked at in a good light by other countries. The fact that we cannot master our own language makes us the laughing stock of the world. (c) Isn't it important to know how to balance a check book? It's a part of our daily lives, right? We speak constantly, right? Words are also a part of our daily lives. Ergo, proper use of our words should also be not just a part of our daily lives, but an important part of our daily lives.

It is for those reasons that I proudly call myself a grammar nazi. I refuse to appear ignorant and inarticulate. I refuse to fall into the stereotype of the ugly, uneducated American. This is our language, but sadly, I have met many people for whom English is their second language and they have mastered it far better than we (the native speakers) have. I have tremendous respect for those people and their native tongues. I also have tremendous respect for my own language.

What's sad is that a key part of this linguistic issue is that teachers aren't able to teach proper grammar because they are overworked, underpaid and forced to follow curriculums set by the government. They have to cram ridiculous amounts of information into shorter time spans. They do not get the opportunity to teach the way they want to teach. They want to teach proper grammar as much as I want to see and hear it. Sadly, they just can't due to these regulations.
We need to master our language and we need to improve our educational system. Both are in a very sad state. I think that if we were able to improve both, we as a nation, would improve. Our global image would improve and our culture would improve as well.


So, here's to better education and better grammar for us all!
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