Fiction
The Last Memory: Chapter 8
"So, I will need my ID for this new job," Trenton said, taking a bite of her green beans. "Do you know where that is?" Pam looked at her closely before answering. "I know that I have it, but I will have to look to see where I put it."
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue18 days ago in BookClub
The Last Memory: Chapter 7
"What about that hardware store over there?" Trenton suggested, looking over at Pam. "I don't see how that could hurt," Pam said, pulling into a parking spot next to the store. "You go in and seeing they are hiring. I'm going to get a coffee from across the street."
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue18 days ago in BookClub
The Last Memory: Chapter Five
Trenton walked down the stairs, feeling the air cool down around her as she got to the bottom. The basement was dark and there was only one light bulb on the ceiling to brighten everything up. Trenton scouted the room for the dryer, finding it in the far corner of the room. She opened the door, pulled the clothes out, and set them on top of the dryer.
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue20 days ago in BookClub
The Last Lighthouse Keeper of Azure Bay
Old Silas had known the Azure Bay Lighthouse for seventy years, since he was a boy learning the ropes from his father. It stood stoic on the craggy cliffs, a beacon of hope against the relentless churn of the sea. But times were changing. Automated systems were replacing the human touch, and Silas was informed he would be the last keeper. The lighthouse would go fully autonomous in a month.
By Being Inquisitive24 days ago in BookClub
The Chronos Compass and the City Beneath the Sands
Professor Aris Thorne was a man obsessed with forgotten history, his office overflowing with ancient maps, crumbling texts, and peculiar artifacts. His latest fixation was the legend of Aethel, a city swallowed by the desert millennia ago, said to hold the secret to manipulating time. The key, according to fragmented scrolls, was the "Chronos Compass."
By Being Inquisitive24 days ago in BookClub
The Whispering Woods of Eldoria
Elara lived on the edge of the Whispering Woods, a place both feared and revered by the villagers of Oakhaven. They spoke of ancient magic within its depths, of trees that moved and sang, and of the elusive Moonpetal, a flower said to bloom only once a century, granting wishes to those who found it. Elara, however, was not afraid. She felt a pull towards the woods, a quiet humming in her soul that called her deeper than any other dared to venture.
By Being Inquisitive24 days ago in BookClub
Book Review - The Widow
Review of The Widow by John Grisham (2025 publish date) Simon Latch is an attorney in a small rural town in Virginia. He and his wife are married with children, but are planning their divorce. They need to finalize the agreements and figure out how to break the news to their children. Simon no longer shares a bedroom with his wife, and although their older kids are suspicious, the couple maintains a cover story.
By Andrea Corwin 26 days ago in BookClub
Granville T. Woods
In the late 19th century, when America was racing toward industrial expansion and the nation’s railways pulsed with unprecedented energy, one inventor stood out for transforming how people communicated, traveled, and understood technology. His name was Granville T. Woods, and although history remembers him as “The Black Edison,” his legacy shines brightest when recognized on its own terms: a visionary who reshaped modern communication and transportation through ingenuity, persistence, and unmatched creative intelligence.
By TREYTON SCOTT28 days ago in BookClub
Rise of Sarah Breedlove Walker
The Extraordinary Rise of Sarah Breedlove Walker: The Woman Who Turned Innovation Into Empowerment Sarah Breedlove Walker’s life began in the most unlikely of places for a future titan of industry — on a Louisiana plantation in 1867, to parents who had been enslaved only a few years before her birth. Orphaned by age seven and working as a washerwoman by the time she was a young teenager, Sarah’s early life was defined by hardship. But woven through those struggles was a relentless determination that would eventually carry her into the center of one of the most remarkable success stories in American history.
By TREYTON SCOTT28 days ago in BookClub
Between Takes
I’m wedged into the narrow strip of shade between two production buildings, the kind of place meant for cables and crates, not people trying to breathe. Concrete still warm from the sun. A coil of cords running along the wall like veins. Somewhere nearby, a door opens and closes, voices pass, then fade.
By Danielle Katsouros28 days ago in BookClub
