Authentic Credentials: Carole Anne Carr

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It is seldom that someone’s credentials impress me.  I myself have a rather short list, but the list is fine.  When considering a book purchase, I always flip the book over and start to read the author’s credentials.

“Start to read” is the key phrase, for I always experience MEGO: my eyes glaze over*.

However, I would like to introduce the reader to one whose credentials have humbled me, and made me wish I were like her.

Carole Anne Carr:  Children’s Author

• B.Ed.Hons.(PrimaryEd),
• Dip.Ed.(Medieval History),
• HDTheology,
• HD.Child.Lit.(Open),
• Office of Reader - Church of England (WEMTC),
• Member of The Society of Authors, Nat. Assoc. of Writers in Education,
• National Children’s University (Shropshire),
• Society of Storytelling,
• Women in Rural Business,
• Shropshire Chamber of Commerce, W.I. Speaker
• Author of First Wolf, Little Boy Good-for-Nothing and the Shongololo, Candle Dark, Thin Time, River Dark

Carole Anne Carr has produced some fascinating children’s literature.  Living near historic Ludlow, England, Carole has the background and the location from which to draw her plots and people.  Her novels are from the 8^th Century AD, a rough time to live.  The characters are children whose lives are not easy and whose skills must exceed what one would expect.

The first in the "Task Bearer" series

Carole’s book, Thin Time was released last year to great success.  Her love for and experiences with children are clear in the enthusiasm with which her books have been received.

Well, no MEGO* when it comes to Carole Anne Carr!

On Friday, I will be honored to celebrate her new books and a free promotion give-away. 

PhotoPrompt: The Old Man in the Moon

From PhotoPrompt Monday!

It was not often that Jim viewed the sky with such expectation.  Oh, sure—the transit of Venus was a high-light for him.  And, the recent increase in solar flares, well, he nearly jumped out his skin with excitement on that one.  Oh, and he remembered the asteroid strike on Jupiter like it was yesterday, not about twenty years ago.

But tonight.  Oh, tonight was a full moon.  His astronomy club had gathered on Mount Laguna to see the newly-discovered feature on the moon’s ghostly white face.

As the moon reached its best view, a hushed awe fell over the mass of balding, middle-aged men who gazed through their telescopes. 

As if in one voice, they all spoke.  “You’re right, Jim!  The Old Man in the Moon does look like Fred Flintstone!  It’s a massive break-through…”

Jim smiled inwardly. 

PhotoPrompt: Raccoon

From Arlene

“This on-line dating thing is kinda tricky…I wonder if she meant to meet here in the thick grass under the maple tree or the thick grass under the oak tree?...  I should have made a print-out…I hope she likes the trash can I’ve selected for our dinner…Did I remember to wash my face?...”