Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Book Spotlight: The Make-Believe Wives by Darliss Batchelor

Meet Darliss Batchelor

Darliss Batchelor is a wife, mother and grandmother. I am a former Computer Lead Analyst/Programmer with a degree in Computer Science. I have authored four books so far: Secrets, Hell is a Skyscraper: A Trio of Novelettes, Something Else to Want and my most recent release, The Make-Believe Wives. Additionally, I help authors bring their book publishing dreams to reality through my publishing business Word in Due Season Publishing, LLC.

What I like to read/write: My reading preferences are simple. I love fiction. There are numerous authors I love but some my favorites are: Victoria Christopher-Murray, ReShonda Tate-Billingsley, Frank Peretti, Melinda Michelle, Chicki Brown, Terri Blackstock, Angela Hunt and Terry McMillan. Two of my favorite books are Temptation and The Deal, The Dance and The Devil. Temptation was the first faith-based book I ever read. The Deal, The Dance and The Devil is a book I wish I had written. It was awesome on too many levels to describe.

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The Make-Believe Wives
Chapter 1 Excerpt:

Janay slammed the glass into the bottom of the sink and watched it break into a million pieces. She chased it with two plates and a bowl that were within reach. No need to worry about washing those. Frightened by the noise, her baby girl screamed and she joined her. Unlike Naomi, Janay’s scream was from sheer frustration. She pulled herself together and went to gather her daughter from the adjoining family room. Naomi raised her arms as her mother approached and Janay picked her up. Once comforted, the toddler wiggled to get back to her playtime. Janay returned her to the center of the toys she had spread out over the family room floor and exhaled.
Her husband, Evan, had taken Nahla and Nia out for a daddy-daughter day. Naomi was too young for today’s activity. Janay returned to the kitchen and stared at the glass and ceramic gumbo in the sink. She picked up a few of the larger pieces of glass and sat them on the granite countertop, mentally adding resealing it to her already overloaded to-do list. She remembered literally vibrating with excitement when they bought this stone. Now, it brought tears.

Janay went to the bathroom to wash her face, hoping it would make her feel better. She pulled the plush fire engine red face towel from the bar and ran cold water over it. Looking in the mirror, she noticed the frustration etched in her face and the tent city that had formed below her eyes. These had become her constant companions. She patted the area with the cold towel and went back to the family room to check on Naomi. Her routine had gotten old.

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