Guest Post: Bette Lee Crosby

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Hi Everyone! 

I am excited to be here today to bring you a guest post from Bette Lee Crosby. She shared with me the information below. I hope you will give this post and her books (featured above a read!).


Lately I find myself drawn to books that have a touch of magic in them. I’m not talking about the ghastly creatures of the Grimm’s Fairy Tales I read as a child; no I’ve moved on from there and now spend most of my time in an adult, real-problems, difficult-choices world. But every now and then I like to imagine how a certain bit of luck—good or bad—touched one person and not another.
These thoughts, the ones that made me wonder if maybe there is a bit of magic in our lives and we’re just too preoccupied to take notice of it, are what inspired me to write the Memory House Series.
It began with the concept that when we move on and leave things behind, we also leave our memories embedded in the objects we’ve held dear. It could be a jewel box given to you as a child, or a book with the pages finger-marked and worn. In the first Memory House Book there were a number of such objects, but the most important one was a bicycle that held enough memories to carry a young woman to her one true love.
Of course one small sliver of magic inevitably leads to another, and in Silver Threads it became the small stones of happiness and sorrow that are dropped onto each person’s scale of life. I fell in love with the thought that a rosy-hued stone of happiness would follow each stone of sorrow and a broken life could be restored.

Apparently I wasn’t the only one enchanted by such an idea, because Silver Threads won the 2017 Next Generation Indie Book Award for Chick lit.
Rather than give you a synopsis of the story, I’d simply like to share the opening paragraphs and let you decide for yourself… 

On the day Jennifer Green was born, a pile of stones was placed alongside her scale of life. A few were the dark gray of sorrow, but most were a pale blush color. The largest stone was the rose hue of a sunrise. That one would be placed on the scale the day she married Drew Bishop.
Even more brilliant but a wee bit smaller was the pink stone glistening with specks of silver. That one would bring Jennifer a baby girl named Brooke. The Keeper of the Scales smiled. Seeing such happiness laid out before him was pleasing to his eye. 
Since the beginning of time the Keeper alone has been challenged with the task of keeping each person’s scale in balance. A bit of happiness and then a small stone of sorrow, until the lives he has in his charge are measured evenly.
You might think such power is universal, but it is not. There is a silver thread that crisscrosses the landscape of scales and connects strangers to one another. Not even the Keeper of the Scales can control the events traveling through the thread. The only thing he can do is try to equalize the balance once it has been thrown off.

Like Jennifer Green, each of the Coggan twins was also given a pile of stones at birth. Tom Coggan used up the blush-colored ones in his early years—wasted them on frivolities like Patsy, the blond stripper who worked at the Boom Boom Club. During those years the Keeper tried to balance Tom’s life by dropping one gray stone after another onto the scale, but the weight of whiskey and good times far outweighed the gray stones.
Before Tom’s thirty-fourth birthday, only a single piece remained in his pile. It was neither a blush-colored stone nor a gray pebble but a large black rock. The Keeper of the Scales gave a saddened sigh, lifted the rock and dropped it onto the sorrow side of Tom’s scale.
With a resounding thud Tom Coggan’s scale came crashing down and landed on the silver thread that connected him to the woman who had ten years earlier become Jennifer Bishop. 

Have I hooked you yet? I hope so. If you’d like to join me and add the sparkle of magic to your reading time, snag Memory House, Book One in the series while it is still at its teeny-tiny First-in-a-Series price. Trust me, once a bit of magic has enticed you to explore the world of wondering…what if? ...I think you’ll find it hard to turn back. I know I did. I’d love to have you join me as I wander along the path of magical realism.

Find out more about Bette Lee Crosby and her magical stories at:  or catch her on Facebook, Goodreads or Instagram.

Thanks for sharing with us! 


Award-winning novelist Bette Lee Crosby brings the wit and wisdom of her Southern Mama to works of fiction—the result is a delightful blend of humor, mystery and romance along with a cast of quirky charters who will steal your heart away.

“Storytelling is in my blood,” Crosby laughingly admits, “My mom was not a writer, but she was a captivating storyteller, so I find myself using bits and pieces of her voice in most everything I write.”

Crosby’s work was first recognized in 2006 when she received The National League of American Pen Women Award for a then unpublished manuscript. Since then, she has gone on to win numerous other awards, including The Reviewer’s Choice Award, The Reader’s Favorite Gold Medal, FPA President’s Book Award Gold Medal and The Royal Palm Literary Award.

Crosby originally studied art and began her career as a packaging designer. When asked to write a few lines of copy for the back of a pantyhose package, she discovered a love for words that was irrepressible. After years of writing for business, she turned to works of fiction and never looked back

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  1. Thank you for featuring me on your blog!

    1. You're welcome! :) Thank you for providing information for it!

  2. What an interesting post, Bette. I love the idea of Silver Threads and look forward to reading it. Congratulations on the 2017 Chick Lit award!

    1. Glad you liked it! Thanks for stopping by the blog.