If you eavesdrop on a conversation between writers, it’s easy to mistake talk about craft for something else. Marathons, maybe. “I had such a slow day. Only 500 in two hours!” “Mine went well. I topped 2000 before lunch!” What are these writers despairing or gloating over? Word count. Some authors—particularly those high-stepping their
To Be Released Oct 4th
An emotional and rich new novel about family and secrets from the acclaimed author of Chance Harbor.
The ties of family bind us forever—no matter how far we may go to escape them...
The Bradford sisters are famous in Rockport, Massachusetts: for their beauty, their singing voices, their legendary ancestors, and their elegant mother, Sarah, who has run the historic Folly Cove Inn alone ever since her husband disappeared.
The two youngest sisters, Anne and Elly, fled Folly Cove as soon as they could to pursue their dreams and escape the Bradford name, while Laura stayed and created a seemingly picture perfect life. After a series of bad decisions, Anne has no choice but to come home and face her critical mother and oldest sister, reluctantly followed by Elly, another Bradford woman who’s hiding something.
As the three sisters plan a grand celebration for their mother’s birthday, they struggle to maintain the illusions about their lives that they’ve so carefully crafted. But when painful old wounds reopen and startling family secrets are revealed, they soon discover that even the seemingly unbreakable bonds of sisterhood can be tested...
"An emotional page-turner that delves deep into the complexities of family, Holly Robinson’s FOLLY COVE follows the Bradfords – a New England family with plenty of secrets – as they search for love, forgiveness, and second chances."
– Karma Brown, Bestselling author of Come Away with Me
What’s New on the Blog?
My dad was a Navy officer, yet he was sent to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas when I was eleven years old. Yes, Kansas: not exactly a seafaring state. Dad’s assignment was a teaching job at the Army’s Command and General Staff College. It was an important job, but did I care? I did not. I was
I live in a small town, in the sort of neighborhood with sidewalks and dog walkers and kids on bikes. In other words: not much happens. Then, a couple of weeks ago, I looked out the window and saw men in kilts AND firemen on my lawn. Could any woman ask for more? Here’s what
On Mother’s Day, I ran my first 5K. After two decades of cheering on my kids at sports events, I wasn’t on the sidelines. I was an athlete. I couldn’t have done it without my coach. I’ve never had a real coach before. In high school, I didn’t participate in sports. My mother had
Last weekend, I participated on two different author panels during the 2016 Newburyport Literary Festival, an event packed with over 70 different authors that drew 2,000 people to our tiny seaside town. The panels were very different. In the morning, I joined Anita Diamant and Yona Zeldis McDonough in talking about writing in
You know how it is: you get up in the morning and grumble because there’s too much to do. The dog wants a walk. You have to crowbar the kids off to school despite their whining. The breakfast dishes need to be washed and there’s traffic to fight on your way to work. Another