Bob at the Lake
By R.
Murphy
BLURB:
Take
a crabby woman of a certain age, move her to the wintry shores of a New York
lake, and then throw in a martini-loving ghost from 1920s Manhattan. Last, stir
in the good-looking grape grower who lives up the hill. Now there’s a recipe
for a potent screwball cocktail!
“Trust me, it will hit you like a brick of gold.”
That’s Bob. He’s my ghost. Well, not my ghost since I’m
sitting here writing, but the ghost who lives with me. Other women probably get
muscleman ghosts who can fix plumbing and take out the garbage, or romantic
ghosts who set their hearts a-flutter. Me, I get a ghost who’s middle-aged,
plump, and who likes to lounge around the house in a silk smoking jacket from
the nineteen-thirties. Not exactly the kind of ghost I’d ever imagined I’d get.
I will admit, though, that Bob does make an amazing martini. A martini that, in
fact, hits you like a brick of gold.
I found, unfortunately, the longer Bob lived at my place,
the more I appreciated his skill with martinis. Which was probably not a great
thing for my liver, or my relationships with my sisters, but what the heck.
Remember the Great Recession? According to the newspapers,
some consumers seem to be wiping it from their memories, but it had a big
impact on a lot of people, including me. That economy hurt. Lost jobs, lost
houses, lost marriages, lost hopes—lives turned upside down in the flutter of a
pink slip. People scrambling just to keep from drowning—couch surfing, penny
pinching, living newly frugal lives.
Like millions of others, the economy sucked me into its
undertow...
Roz Murphy is
the pseudonym of a shy, retiring writer who doesn’t want her neighbors to know
how nutty she really is. Brooklyn-born and Jersey-bred, Roz now lives on the
misty shore of one of New York’s beautiful Finger Lakes. Prior to that, her
business writing career took her to many locations, including Manhattan, where
she worked for a number of years. As a freelance and corporate writer, Roz won
several national and international writing and communications awards.
Now Roz is
pursuing her first love—fiction. She’s writing the ‘Bob’ books, the humorous
chronicle of a crabby ‘woman of a certain age’ who moves to the wintry shores
of a New York lake—and gets a ghost. And not just any ghost, mind you. Bob’s a
plump, middle-aged ghost from 1920s Manhattan who swans around in a silk
smoking jacket and drinks far too many martinis. Stir the good-looking grape
grower who lives up the hill into this mix and you get a pretty potent screwball
cocktail!
When she’s
not reading, writing, hill-walking, staring mindlessly out the window at the
lake or piling rocks onto her ever-diminishing lakefront, you can usually find
Roz hanging out with her family, travelling, or exploring the amazing wines and
wineries of the Finger Lakes.
‘Bob at the
Lake’ is exclusively available as a Kindle download from Amazon. Please join
Roz Murphy Author on FaceBook for updates on the many adventures of Roz,
David—and Bob.
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This looks like a thoroughly enjoyable read :)
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Carrie, thanks so much for inviting Bob and me to visit your amazing blog today! We're delighted to be here and will be checking in later... Roz
ReplyDeleteGlad I could help! Stop by anytime!
DeleteBob and I had a great time hanging out with you today. Thanks so much for inviting us, and I hope we visit again soon! Roz
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