Tess and All Kinds

Rated 5.00/5 based on 2 reviews
Tess lives with Grandma Wilma now. Grandma manages a storage facility, and Tess watches people come and go. She places them in categories, and for a seven-year old she has some insightful thoughts.
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Words: 2,840
Language: English
ISBN: 9781466152564
About Elaine Orr

Elaine L. Orr writes fiction and nonfiction. Her fiction varies from mysteries to coming-of-age stories to plays. She introduced the Jolie Gentil cozy mystery series in 2011, and its eight books and prequel have become her most read books. Biding Time, which is geared to young adults, was one of five finalists in the National Press Club's 1993 fiction contest, the club's first.

Nonfiction includes humorous essays, material on caring for aging parents, and carefully researched family history books. Examples are on Yahoo Voices. Elaine grew up in Maryland and moved to the Midwest in 1994, where she met her husband, Jim Larkin, in a writers' group at an Iowa library.

Her fiction and nonfiction are at all online retailers in all formats -- ebooks, paperbacks, large print, and (on Amazon, itunes, and Audible.com) audio in digital form. Support your local bookstore!

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Review by: Quin With a Purpose on Oct. 26, 2011 :
Just like poverty, one reads this and finds joy, simple family values, and a sense of longing for more. I quite enjoyed this little story as did I enjoy the simple need for belonging, belongings, memories, and personal space.

A great little quip for reminding people of how our things divide, come and go, and identify us, or hold us hostage.
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Review by: Bernard Fancher on Oct. 02, 2011 :
A slightly enigmatic little work, both pleasant and troubling. There are some beautiful sentences here, subtly symbolic. "It was windy now, and the breeze wandered behind her head and down the back of her neck." Soon the imagery expands to include a shell "rolled in a paper towel. She unwrapped it gently, looking at how the folds of the shell turned around on each other." A gift from her missing mother's boyfriend, it has "sleek lines and soft colors" and maybe "if she held it to her ears, she could hear the ocean." Finally, a pink barette (matching neither her shirts or single dress) subtly recalls not only the shell but the wind in her hair and the unheard sound of the ocean. Such language, rife with meaning and memory, defies easy explication. But it's entirely in keeping with the mood of this story and very gratifying to read.
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