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Author: Cynn Chadwick
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Description

Dixie Stuart, Queen of the Southern Romance novel is forty-two, divorced, living in Manhattan, overweight, and the primary-custodial parent to an increasingly rebellious teenaged daughter Candace. Dixie's sister, Vivian, calls from Virginia to beg Dixie to come help with their aging father, Hook Stuart,who is experiencing the onset of dementia. Dixie decides to pack up Candace and their belongings to go back home. She arrives to find the once majestic estate of her childhood in as rapid decline as her dear daddy's mind. When Dixie discovers that her siblings want to commit Hook to a nursing home while they sell off the family land because Hook has invested his last two nickels in raising alpacas and cultivating hemp, Dixie is determined to save both her father and his farm. As The Table Turns introduces us to a bevy of quirky Southern characters, from Dixie's cranky daughter, dramatic sister, flamboyant brother, and demented daddy, to a once secret beau who has Dixie's own bosom heaving, instead of her most infamous character and nagging muse, Mary Nell Dupree.

A rollicky roll through the Shennendoah valley, this journey of coming home brings a rich and poignant reconciliation between mother and daughter, family and home, and a long ago romance that sparked it all.

Date insert: Sunday, 05 February 2023

T'was the Night Before Christmas... 

 (With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore, may he forgive my doggerel...)

...and all through the shop,
all we minions were working,
   until ready to drop.

The ebooks were flying,
the covers were spare,
The edits were crazy,
   with "one more thing I must share!"

We waited for Santa,
'Cuz we love old Saint Nick,
But Hitch made us work,
   Waving 'round an old stick!

So slave we all did,
And made all your books,
So that Hitch would say now,
   that we're off the hook.

Come today we're off,
to rest up our fingers,
Our hats we will doff,
   No books they do linger.

But we'll all be back,
Don't give it a thought,
for like all wage slaves,
   we're easily bought.

We'll be back on the fifth,
all eager and fresh,
All ready for you,
   after a well-deserved rest.

So Hitch wants to say,
very strongly and loud,
THANKS ALL YOU GUYS,
  you're the best type of crowd.

Indy and Len and Hitch and the gang,
will be back on the 5th,
to do books with a BANG!

In the meantime don't worry,
if you're in a hurry,
'cuz some poor guy got stuck
   sitting here like a duck.

Your emails we'll receive,
so no need to grieve.
We'll be a bit slow,
but we're raring to go.

Your books will be worked on,
your edits still made,
we're just resting a bit,
   before we all fade.

So please excuse the delays;
It won't be for days;
we'll jump on your queries,
   for your wondrous new series.

We waited for Santa,
'Cuz we love old St. Nick,
And sure 'nuff he came,
   It wasn't a trick.

And as he rode off,
into the night,
I could swear I heard Hitch yell,
   "That Edit's Not Right!"

~~~~~~~~~~

We'll be back on the morning of January 5th; we'll be here parttime between now and then, thanks.