Author & Editor Cynthia Hilston

Category: loss

  • Poetry Tuesday – The Greatest Gift

    Everyone gathered, young and old, Around the Christmas tree topped by a star of gold. Smiles spread across faces; the air was light and warm, For it was many years ago the Blessed Babe was born. Content with what they had heard, They could now rest assured That peace and goodwill toward all men Would…

  • Blogmas 2018 – Day 14 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018

    Today I share with you an excerpt from one of my unpublished novels, Rocks and Flowers in a Box. Below is a Christmas scene from 1945: Tristan and I lounged on the couch. My eyes lingered on the tree, the warm glow of the strands of lights the only source of illumination in the living…

  • Blogmas 2018 – Day 12 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018

      https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fcyndi.hilston%2Fvideos%2F10154756953580030%2F&show_text=0&width=560   Merry Christmas!! As a gift to you, I’m sharing with you a part of a Christmas chapter from my story, Hannah’s Rainbow, which is based on my late grandma’s life. I recreated what a typical Christmas morning was like at my house when growing up and Grandma would spend the night. While…

  • Review of Indian Paintbrush (Carson Chronicles #3) by John A. Heldt

    My reviews for the first two book in the series: Review of River Rising (Carson Chronicles Book 1) by John A. Heldt Review of The Memory Tree (Carson Chronicles Book 2) by John A. Heldt Description: Arizona, December 1943. After surviving perilous six-month journeys to 1889 and 1918, the Carsons, five siblings from the present…

  • Excerpt from Rocks and Flowers in a Box (WIP)

    I filled two glasses and placed them on the table. We drew up mismatched chairs and drank. Tristan finished first and sighed with pleasure. I eyed him over the top of my glass. He gazed out the back window toward his house, the line between his eyebrows deepening. I put my glass down and asked,…

  • Excerpt from Hannah’s Rainbow

    “I would like it very much if you were all here with me,” Hannah said, wheezing.  She coughed several times. “Mom!” Abbi exclaimed, rushing to her side. The coughing spell subsided, and Hannah shook her head, holding up a placating hand.  “No, no, it’s nothing.  Please don’t make a fuss.  There’s nothing to be done. …

  • Throwback Thursday Artwork #throwbackthursday #art #artwork #amdrawing

    Just the front of the Phantom of the Opera DVD case, drawn in 2008. I’ve seen the movie, read the novel, and seen the play both off-Broadway and an amateur version. LIKE WHAT YOU’VE SEEN?  PLEASE SUBSCRIBE TO MY BLOG, WHERE I POST A PIECE OF ARTWORK EVERY THURSDAY. ALSO KEEP UP-TO-DATE WITH MY WRITING…

  • Excerpt from Hannah’s Rainbow

    “It’s strange to be in such a quiet house,” said Hannah that evening.  “I can’t tell you how many times I wished for silence when the kids were driving me up a wall.  Now, it’s just us.  Don’t get me wrong.  I love that we can finally enjoy the peace and quiet as empty nesters,…

  • Review of The Memory Tree (Carson Chronicles Book 2) by John A. Heldt

    The Memory Tree is the second in the Carson Chronicles series, immediately following the events of the first book, River Rising. Please read my review of the first book here. In book two of the five-part series (books three through five still to be released), we follow the Carson family from 1889 to 1918. The…

  • Passion, Love, Memories Speak Across Time – How Vincent Van Gogh’s Life Inspires

    Passion, Love, Memories Speak Across Time – How Vincent Van Gogh’s Life Inspires

    Yesterday’s room next door–that feeling of being in a room, separated by a simple wall that might as well be a chasm, from the room right next door, only that room belongs to yesterday. The echoes of voices, the dim music, words on yellowed paper, dried paint, a brush of a kiss, the faded picture…