Guest Author Vera Jane Cook

The End Of An Era

 

Right around Thanksgiving I lost my little Gracie to congenital heart failure, the cat was only two and a half years old. A month later, right at Christmas, I lost my eighteen year old dog to old age, that was the end of an era for me. After all, eighteen years ago I was eighteen years younger, men still smiled at me, writing a novel was the last thing on my mind and my stomach was still flatter than a frying pan.

All that has changed as I ponder the reality that I’m in the red zone, and though I’m as frisky as ever, the world sees me differently. What a surprise! A few months ago I was charged half fare for a movie ticket. I thought there was a special going on somewhere. Unfortunately, there wasn’t. Truth was, the Twinkie behind the counter saw me as a senior citizen. What?!!!!

When I look in the mirror I see myself as thirty. I just better not drag out the old photograph album from a time when I really was thirty, and had a youthful smile, whiter than whiter teeth and a head full of dreams about being a professor of film studies and living in a quiet academic town somewhere in Massachusetts. 

All that has certainly changed and my aspirations are more about staying healthy, youthful and retiring to an old farm house where I can write more novels, that is, if I ever have enough money in the bank to support my lofty ambition.

Losing a pet is hard. They grow with you. When they die, they leave their memories to cling to. Their death is a wakeup call, a little spirit has left and gone where? Might as well believe in something now, now that being too young to think about it is in the hands of a newer generation. Perhaps they will learn a better way to deal with loss, or perhaps losing is that perpetual ache, the human condition. To heal it is to find answers not meant for our knowledge base.

If I didn’t write I would be a total basket case. Maybe I’d even start a campaign or a street riot over New York City Veterinarians who all seem to have a conspiracy against caring for poor people’s pets. The expense of a Veterinarian, a dog walker, a cat sitter is at least as hard on the pocket book as the utility bill and the rent.

Well, luckily, I do write. That’s how I deal with loss and with aging. Though aging is loss. It’s a process you can’t curtail, an inevitable transformation. My latest book is about an elderly woman who thinks nothing at all can happen to her, and of course, it does. Most of my novels include a dog or a cat, and each has a personality trait of a dog or a cat that I have loved in my many years of loving dogs and cats. I keep them alive that way. I can share their eccentricities and feel they’re still with me, getting hair on my black clothes and leaving a poo on my Persian carpet.

Anyway, I have a young dog now and two new kittens, all of whom will grow old with me, suffer through the read aloud of my  latest book and share my journey toward canes, arthritis, wrinkles and weak knees. But I’ve got a sense of humor. If I become old, I will be the best at being old, living in the moment, always seeking new friendships, and learning still from the colossal mistakes of my youth. All the while I will believe that I still look thirty, and whomever looks back will not see in me ‘old broad’ but ‘interesting old broad.’ I can deal with that.

 

Annabel Horton, Lost Witch of Salem

By Vera Jane Cook
 
Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy
Publisher: Musa
 
ISBN: 978-1-61937-024-1
ASIN: B006PIYOXA
 
Number of pages: 367
Word Count: 130,000
 
Cover Artist: Lisa Dovichi
 
 
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Book Description:

From the Salem Witch trials through the Nineteenth Century and beyond, Annabel Horton is pursued by the devil’s disciple, Urban Grandier, the demonic priest from the incident at Loudon. She must take the bodies of those that the devil favors to protect her family. She must uncover the motive behind the illusive Ursula/Louis Bossidan, the scandalous cross-dresser who is pursuing her beautiful granddaughter, and she must learn, being one of God’s most powerful witches, how to use her power. But will it be enough to save her husband from Urbain’s fiery inferno? Will it be enough to save her children from demons greater than themselves? Read on, you will learn more…..
 

About the Author

Vera Jane Cook, writer of Award Winning Women’s Fiction, is the author of The Story of Sassy Sweetwater, Lies a River Deep, Dancing Backward in Paradise and Annabel Horton, Lost Witch of Salem.

Jane, as she is known to family and friends, was born in New York City and grew up amid the eccentricity of her southern and glamorous mother on the Upper West and Upper East Side of Manhattan. An only child, Jane turned to reading novels at an early age and was deeply influenced by an eclectic group of authors. 

Some of her favorite authors today are Nelson DeMille, Calib Carr, Wally Lamb, Anne Rice, Sue Monk Kidd, Anita Shreve, Jodi Picoult, Alice Walker and Toni Morrison. Her favorite novels are too long to list but include The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, Cheri and The Last of Cheri, The Picture of Dorian Grey, Wuthering Heights, Look at Me, Dogs of Babel, The Bluest Eye, The Art of Racing in the Rain, Body Surfing, Lolita, The Brothers Karamazov, She’s Come Undone, Tale of Two Cities, etc., etc., etc.,

Dancing Backward In Paradise, Jane’s first published novel received rave reviews from Midwest book review and Armchair Interviews. It also won the Eric Hoffer Award for publishing excellence and the Indie Excellence Award for notable new fiction, 2007. The Story of Sassy Sweetwater received five stars from ForeWord Clarion Reviews. The Story of Annabel Horton, Lost Witch of Salem is her first paranormal novel and will be followed by Annabel Horton and the Black Witch of Pau and Annabel Horton and the Demon of Loudun.

The author works by day for an education publishing company as an account manager and lives on the Upper West side of Manhattan with her long term partner,  her Basenji/Chihuahua mix, Roxie, her Chihuahua, Peanut and her two pussy cats, Sassy and Sweetie Pie.

 

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