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‘The Essence of Life and Love in Australia’ is Reviewed!

27 Jun

Another red-letter day has been and gone! Yesterday, Goodreads member Mark posted a review of my third book, ‘The Essence Of Life and Love in Australia’.

‘Margaret Lynette Sharp untangle small knots in our emotional constitution, of hesitancy, of love and affection, of wistful regret and of loss acknowledged, but not without hope.’ These are Mark’s words: his interpretation of the content of this work.

He goes on to say: ‘So read these for diversion and emotional resolution of the sort that our unconscious minds try to give us in sleep, but the stories are in no way sleepy. They’re hyper-alert, they’re aware of the intricacies, and they’re uplifting.’

He rated ‘The Essence of Life and Love in Australia’, 5 stars out of 5. This now means that ’25 Stories of Life and Love in Australia’ (rated 5 stars on Amazon), ‘A Taste of Life and Love in Australia’, given two, 5 star ratings on Goodreads, have now been joined by ‘The Essence of Life and Love in Australia’, (a 5 star rating on Goodreads).

With this track record, I now have some idea how Black Caviar feels! But somehow, I think I’ll come a cropper before she does!

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My Book and Me: At a Library

9 Jan

Margaret with her third book of Australian Short Stories

Whether mundane or exhilarating, life’s events come and go. Not surprisingly, first-time experiences seem to linger in our memory, especially those with happy associations.

As I stood today in a local library, gazing at my third book, ‘The Essence of Life and Love in Australia’, on display amidst a wealth of literature, I felt the strangest sense of amazement.

A mere eighteen months ago, the idea of having a book published seemed almost ethereal. Sure, I’d studied writing, way back when I was in my twenties and thirties. And yes, our local paper consistently published my letters. But books were something else, something permanent, almost reverent.

So, looking back, if anyone had said that, by now, I’d have five volumes in print, and that most of these would have found their way onto library shelves, I’d have scoffed incredulously. And yet, that’s exactly what’s happened.

The moral?

You never know what you can do, unless you try!

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