This poor old firetruck sat in a field along the road to Newberry from Gainesville. I had planned to stop and take pictures for years and finally got around to it. The next time we drove along that stretch of road it was gone! A nursery near Jonesville adopted it and now it sits proudly at the front of their business in all its rusty red glory. This tickles me pink! 🤗 Continue reading
It’s almost ready! Available first on Amazon July 12, 2018, followed by Kobo, Smashwords, Google Books, & Google Play!
Isabella Warren feels as empty and forlorn as the buildings she restores. The last living member of the Warren family, she desperately seeks the historic mansion in a sketch she found in her granddad’s attic. After two years, she finally finds the derelict home of her ancestors in the Berkshires of Massachusetts and wins it at auction. With the vast resources of her renovation business, she sets out to save the haunted, decrepit Chatham Hall. Isabella hopes to find a measure of peace by owning a part of her family history.
Jack Haverhill, the owner of a small historic rehabilitation company, has been waiting his whole life to buy Chatham Hall. He’s determined to save the house he believes saved him. To survive a childhood of abuse from his father, he made the derelict building his refuge. Dark anger haunts him day and night as he tries to find a new way forward after losing the house to the bossy Isabella Warren.
Instant dislike and distrust between Jack and Isabella slowly gives way to feelings of a bone-deep connection. The two work together with the aid of a paranormal investigator to uncover the heinous crimes committed by the evil spirit haunting Chatham Hall. Will the horrifying truth of the past be too ugly for Jack and Isabella to overcome?
It had been an age since we’d gotten to explore an old, abandoned place. This one was awesome! I thought I was going to melt into a puddle of joy when I spotted the ancient, rusty tractor off in a distant two-sided barn. Without further ado…
To celebrate the release of the long-awaited revised edition of my first published historical romance novel, The Viscount’s Feisty Highland Lass, I’ve pulled together this fabulous series of abandoned, derelict barns and sheds. If you feel so inclined, click over to read the blurb or to Amazon and check out the story of Viscount Alexander Everdon and his daring damsel, Lady Desiree Frazier. 🙂
Have you ever seen that show on the DIY channel called Barnwood Builders? I love it! I’m totally fascinated with how those humongous barns were built in the good old days with brute strength, basic tools, and brilliant planning. It’s simply amazing how many are proving the ingenuity of our ancestors by the test of time. I had no idea there are guys out there like those from Barnwood Living doing what they can to salvage the huge posts, beams, and planks of these beauties slowly decaying in the back country. How cool would it be to have one of these derelict relics from a bygone era rebuilt on your land? Turn it into a super cool party barn, pool house, or rustic home. The possibilities are only limited by your imagine and bank account. 🙂
Abandoned, derelict, forgotten, decaying, rotting, and rusting planes, trains, boats, cars, trucks, and the places they may be found.
WokandaPix on Pixabay https://pixabay.com/en/auto-vehicle-abandoned-rust-old-3147034/ Continue reading
Waving to all my abandoned junkies! I have a cool place to share with you today. 😊 Sorry for my overlong absence; I had to ground myself from indulging my passion for all things abandoned until my current manuscript was written and revised, the synopsis written, the blurb written, and everything was sent off to my wonderful personal editor to weed out the imperfections. Now I can’t wait to get started on my hunt for an agent and editor who are as passionate about the derelict and decrepit as we are! Continue reading
Derelict school buildings, Broomloan Road, Govan, Glasgow, Great Britian by David McMumm on Geograph.org.uk Continue reading
Ani is a ruined medieval Armenian city now situated in the Turkish province of Kars and next to the closed border with Armenia.
I don’t know if it’s still on the market. I wish I lived close enough to see it in real life. If only those walls could talk, imagine the stories they would tell.