The New Retirement: A podcast

Sadly, there is no rule book to see us through retirement, but it would certainly be nice, yes?

A while back, I wrote a blog article about the fact that I was struggling with retirement. A short time later, I was contacted by a lovely man named Joe Casey, who runs a podcast called The New Retirement. Joe’s program doesn’t delve into the financial aspects of retiring, which of course are important, but are not the only things you should consider. Instead, Joe focuses on our emotional responses to this life change.

I retired from full-time teaching and sports officiating a few years ago, and I wish I’d talked to Joe sooner, because then I would have understood the transition a bit better. As he points out so succinctly, there is no rulebook for retirement.

“Now picture yourself on your first day of retirement, the next phase of your life,” Joe says on his webpage. “Your hopes and dreams. And your concerns. But there’s no Orientation this time. You’re on your own. Retirement today doesn’t come with a template or a roadmap. Each one is different – and that means it’s wise to invest some time in designing your life in retirement.”

Like the roadrunner in the cartoon, we run hard, then often come to a screeching halt when we hit retirement.

The important word is your retirement, because there is no one-size fits-all approach. We have spent our working lives running from obligation to obligation, doing our best to fit in all our daily responsibilities. Then we retire, which kind of reminds me of the roadrunner in the Wily E. Coyote cartoon sliding to a full stop in a swirl of desert dust. Like the goofy bird, many of us stand there with no idea what happens next.

Joe explained that many people fear boredom most of all. It’s really important, then, that we retirees identify and practice things we enjoy doing and that we have events we can look forward to. We need to be curious and ask ourselves what gives us joy. Retirement is also the perfect time to volunteer. We have all those valuable skills we developed in our work lives which can now be used to make the world a better place.

The most important thing to remember is that work is something we do. It’s not who we are.

I was delighted when Joe invited me to join him on his podcast. Perhaps you’d like to take a listen.

Enjoy!

The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

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Plastic surgery: Okay, a bigger butt might be nice

The desire for physical enhancement has exploded in the last 20 years.

The other night, my sweetie pie and I were watching a documentary on the history of plastic surgery. The original idea was developed as a form of compassion; doctors trying to help those with deformities or injuries, like cleft palates and burns. Historians believe these nascent attempts at human reconstruction go back at least 4,000 years.

It was not until the horrendous aftermath of World War I, where modern weaponry did so much to destroy soldiers’ bodies, that the practice took off. Doctors worked feverishly to craft new noses and chins, jaws and eye sockets to give those injured men some semblance of normal lives.

Fast forward to today, and plastic surgery has taken on a whole new meaning. In our world, the vast majority of plastic surgery operations are performed for the sake of enhanced beauty. According to statistics from the American Society of Plastic surgeons, close to $17 billion was spent in the US in 2020 on cosmetic procedures.

No talent needed! Plastic surgery is so popular that an entire family of women—the Kardashians—is famous for nothing more than their enhanced looks.

While the U.S. leads the world in tummy tucks, brow lifts, and breast implants, other countries aren’t far behind. Brazil is second, followed by Germany—didn’t see that coming—Japan, Turkey, and Mexico. And these enhancements are not just for women. Plenty of men are submitting to eyelid surgery, rhinoplasty, and, everyone’s favorite, liposuction.

Speaking of the procedure that extracts fat to make one appear leaner, one has to admire Brazil’s Ivo Pitanguy. The acclaimed doctor noticed—perhaps after perusing all those bikini-clad, Copacabana beachgoers— that there was a perfectly good place for all that extracted fat, and…Voilá!…the Brazilian butt lift was born. By all accounts, Pitanguy was a great guy, often providing his reconstructive services to the poor for free. However, he would become known as the Surgeon to the Stars and was so revered in his country that in 2016 he carried the Olympic torch in Rio de Janeiro, after which he promptly died at the age of 93.

I suppose it’s a good thing we have plastic surgery, I just wonder if we’re taking these operations to the extreme. It’s hard not to think of people like the late Michael Jackson, who went from a cute kid to, well, something else. And I can’t count the number of very pretty women who feel the need to up their game by going under the knife. I’ve struggled through a seven medical surgeries, and can’t imagine allowing someone to cut me for something that isn’t absolutely necessary.

I admit, I sometimes wonder what it might be like to have a more prominent posterior.

I also worry that young people, especially girls, are constantly comparing themselves to enhanced women, and see themselves as lacking. Conversely, young men ogle those literally sculpted ladies, and perhaps expect all women to look that way. Kind of a vicious circle, don’t you think?

As someone who faced the decision to do anything to look younger, I understand the pressure. When I was a sportscaster, I worked for five TV stations, at both the local and national levels. Then I aged out. You see, the target audience for sports is 18-to-34-year-old males and once I was pushing 40, I was no longer deemed pretty enough to be in front of a camera. It was a rude awakening. My work ethic, writing skills, and reporting abilities were insignificant. It was my age showing that was of the utmost importance.

Today, I am resigned to letting nature take its course. Still, I sometimes think about Dr. Pitanguy’s specialty and wonder what it might be like to…um…have a butt.

Just sayin’.

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The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEW COPIES OF WOLF CATCHER AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST

Review/interview requests: media@touchpointpress.com

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An open letter to politicians: Here are some tips for getting elected

If you want my vote, pay attention!

Hey, you guys who are running for election, I couldn’t help but notice how swamped you all are right now. Yes, I know the mid-terms are right around the corner and you’re busy trying to convince us to mark that little dot next to your name on the ballot, but I think you could use some guidance, so I’d like to offer a few suggestions.

So you have some kids. That doesn’t mean you’re a better person than someone who didn’t reproduce.

First, since I’m guessing you want to get as many votes as possible, you should do your best not to make some voters feel left out. For example, you endlessly mention that you believe in “family” values—often displaying your spouse and kids as if they are some kind of magic totem—intimating that only people with families are worthy of running for office. But this cuts off a big swath of the voting public. Understand that about 16.5% of adults 55 and over in this country are biologically childless. And remember that 65-to-74-year-olds are the most likely to vote. See the problem? You might consider their feelings when you punch up the fact that you managed to produce kids. Not a huge achievement, biologically speaking—a drunk undergrad at a frat party can accomplish the same feat, yes?— and I haven’t seen any studies claiming that parenthood makes you a better person. Consider that family values include things like empathy, honesty, integrity, and perseverance, traits that even those who have not reproduced might feel are important. So talk to your copy writer and try to be more inclusive.

Aren’t family values everyone’s values?

Continuing with the exclusionary theme, consider your obsessive need to identify yourself as a faith-based person in your ads. It’s a bit holier-than-thou, don’t you think? According to a 2021 Pew Research Survey, 30% of Americans consider themselves unaffiliated with any specific religion. And while you may actually think you’re morally superior to others, in the interest of gathering votes, do you really want that sentiment flying around out there? Let’s remember that we live in a country that our founders decided should be free of state-sponsored religion, smart men who gave us the right to believe or not believe as we see fit. So again, perhaps you shouldn’t waste that ad budget on something that is better left private.

Don’t tell me that your opponent is rotten. Tell me why you’re not.

Now, please don’t think I’m piling on and remember I’m only trying to help. The thing is, it’s really not nice or helpful when you diss your opponent. I mean, gosh, bashing the other guy in attack ads makes you sound like a sixth-grade bully. Not a good look!

If you want my support, a much better approach would be to tell me what you believe in and how you plan to address the important issues we face. How do you propose to bring us all together? How can you make our city, state, country better? How can you assure equality for all people regardless of what they look like or believe in?

I really think you have a much better chance of getting elected if you consider all of us. So, let’s play nice. Let’s be honest. Let’s treat others the way we’d like to be treated. Let’s agree to disagree, then shake hands. And perhaps you could use that big media budget to actually point out something that proves you’re worthy of my vote.

Wouldn’t that be better?

The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEW COPIES OF WOLF CATCHER AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST

Review/interview requests: media@touchpointpress.com

Available where you buy books

Author’s Show: Wolf Catcher

My thanks to Linda Thompson and her crew for inviting me to be on The Authors Show. We talked about my historical fiction novel, Wolf Catcher, and lots of other things on the podcast, so grab a cup of tea or your favorite libation, put your feet up, and have a listen.

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WOLF CATCHER

TouchPoint Press

Release date: February 2, 2022

Historical Fiction

The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEWS FOR Wolf Catcher

Heidi Slowinski

heidislowinski.com

“The story is very well-paced, reaching a page-turning, action-packed climax to the end. This story has all the elements of a great suspense drama centered around a historical mystery.”

V. Williams

Vine Voice

“I was deeply and thoroughly embroiled in this imaginative novel… (that) melds seamlessly much of fact with fiction. Totally recommended! “

Marina Sardarova

Author

“What a journey! What a story! A truly epic tale that grabs you by a throat and moves your soul. Highly recommend for the readers of all age groups.”

Rosepoint Publishing

“Boy, didn’t this one grip me quickly and keep me glued to the pages! Loved the cliff-hanging chapter endings. Well researched, well-plotted and paced…Trust me, you’ll love it. Totally recommended and out now!” 

Megan Salcido

Wildwood Reads

“Once again the author has created a beautiful story with a powerful message. She took a piece of history and brought it to life. I just can’t say enough good things about Wolf Catcher.”

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Good news for sports officials…for a change

I spent 25 years umpiring amateur baseball, and it wasn’t always easy to smile.

I am an avid consumer of the news. As a former reporter in both television and print, I just can’t help myself. As you might expect, lately this predilection has me looking for antidepressants. It’s almost impossible to open the paper or surf the Internet without getting upset with all the craziness.

But then, two recent stories had me almost giddy with joy. Both articles had to do with sports officiating, a subject dear to me, something I’ve mentioned on many occasions. You see, I spent 40 years of my life calling games, mostly football and baseball, but also ice hockey, soccer, and basketball. Officiating was such a big part of my world, that now, three years after I hung up my white hat and whistle, my gear still hangs in my closet. The same with my baseball uniform, even though I haven’t donned those shin guards or chest protector in about ten years. Somehow, I just can’t part with them.

Despite no longer being an arbiter, I pay attention to news concerning my officiating brethren. Many people understand that this avocation comes with certain conditions. First, nobody likes us. Ever! They might pretend, especially after a call goes their way, but as soon as they think we’ve erred, their real feelings spill onto the field. That a thick skin is required in officiating is obvious. And if one seeks adulation and attaboys then they need to pick a different job, because rarely does anyone slap an ump on the back and say, “Great game, Blue!”

Major League Baseball’s Pat Hoberg has the best record as a ball-and-strike umpire so far this year.

I mention this because of a recent headline that had me falling out of my chair: “Why you’ve never heard of MLB’s most accurate ump.” The USA Today article discussed 35-year-old Pat Hoberg, the highest rated home-plate umpire in Major League Baseball. According to Umpire Scorecards, Hoberg has a 96.4% accuracy rate on balls and strikes. Imagine that! While many fans work hard to denigrate the “men in blue”, Umpire Scorecards is showing just how good some of them are. In fact, four other Major League Umpires ranked right up there with Hoberg, so maybe it’s time we said something like, you know, “Attaboy, guys!

France’s Stéphanie Frappart is one of three women assigned to referee in this years World Cup.

I know praising an umpire feels awkward on the tongue, but even a small compliment might go a long way toward alleviating the problems caused by the hordes of officials now leaving the game. So, maybe give it a try.

The second story concerned soccer. FIFA announced the names of 36 referees that will be working this year’s World Cup, that begins November 21 in Qatar. For the first time ever, three woman have been picked to call games. Stunning, I know. Even though women have been playing soccer probably as long as men, the idea that a woman could officiate a big game—as surely all World Cup contests are—didn’t strike the FIFA bosses until, well, now.

So let’s hear it for the men and women who make it possible for you to enjoy the games you love. Because, remember, without the ref it’s only recess.

The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEW COPIES OF WOLF CATCHER AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST

Review/interview requests: media@touchpointpress.com

Available where you buy books.

No internet! What’s a girl to do?

No internet? Yikes! How will I survive?

Recently, my internet’s been finicky. It went on and off several times each day. I considered that, since it’s summertime, perhaps lots of people were home sucking up those internet resources.

But then the internet went out completely. After a few hours, I called my provider. I always get a tickle out of the recorded message telling me that, if I’m having problems, I should to go online and check the company’s website.

“But I have no internet!” I want to scream at the robotic voice that keeps steering me away from contact with a real human.

After being disconnected for no apparent reason—maybe I said something to offend the AI operator—I tried again.

“Our wait times are currently very long,” the voice explained.

I didn’t hang up.

“Just a reminder, you can go to our website…”

I wanted to throw the phone, but held my ground. After a about ten seconds of silence, the voice said, “You’re still there.”

I jumped! It sounded like an accusation.

“Let me get someone to assist you.”

I let out a breath. After a conversation with a real person, I learned that, indeed, the service was down all over my neighborhood. They hoped all would be well at about 6:00 PM that evening.

But twenty-four hours later, I still no access to the Web. After standing around with my hands in my pockets wondering what to do, I tried to remember what life was like before we all became addicted to e-mail and social media and instant messaging. And I considered the number of times each day I would run to check if I’d missed something vital.

Ah…good old snail mail. Remember how exciting it was to get something with your name on it?

You know…like some huge publisher wants my newest book.

Or Netflix is interested in producing an eight-part series on my fabulous life.

Or some impressive university wants to bestow upon me an honorary doctorate for my literary brilliance.

Then, I had to admit that generally I find nothing horribly important in my daily correspondences. And yet, I can’t help myself. I remember a similar feeling each day when I was a kid anticipating the mail, the kind with paper and ink and stamps. (For you youngsters, Google it.) But back then we understood the mailman only arrived once a day, a vast difference from our current 24-hour model, that has many of us desperately seeking…I don’t know…some kind of validation, maybe.

I checked the mail on my phone—not so easy since I have four accounts—and confirmed just how unimportant I am. I tried to deal with my social media accounts, but dislike working on the tiny screen, so I put the phone down.

It was in the evening that the horrible reality hit. No streaming! There we were in Season 6 of Peaky Blinders with no access. We were forced to try TV from the antennae, compelled to sit through endless commercials. I wanted to weep.

Okay! I feel better now.

Yep, I’m a spoiled brat.

Later, I considered what I might do instead of “working” on line. I closed my eyes and considered the things I do for joy: bake brownies, read a book, call a friend, play my guitar, plan a nice meal, see what’s still eatable in the garden, go for a swim.

When I opened my eyes, I was embarrassed, because I realized what I needed to do: Be grateful for what I do have.

Still, right now, the brownies are winning. So, pardon me while I go mix up a batch.

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The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEW COPIES OF WOLF CATCHER AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST

Review/interview requests: media@touchpointpress.com

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Me and Mrs. Hamilton deux

Eliza Hamilton was a fascinating person and I hope, wherever she is, she didn’t mind my portrayal of her.

Several months ago, my soon-to-be 97-year-old mom announced she was writing a short play to be presented at the independent living facility in which she lives outside of Denver, part of a series of programs in honor of July 4th. My mother—an author of several books of historical fiction— had planned a talk on My Dear Hamilton, a novel based on the life of Eliza Schuyler, who would become the wife of Founding Father Alexander Hamilton.

But then she thought, “Wouldn’t it be nice if Eliza could drop by?”

At that point, Mary Anne called and informed me that I was to play Mrs. Hamilton in her old age. Note here that my mother doesn’t actually asked. It’s more of a royal decree. (If you knew her, you’d understand.)

So, I spent every day rehearsing my lines and helping her modify the script. She worked on a costume and a set, which involved family heirlooms. She made posters and sent out invitations. She even catered a post-performance meal, where she promised me a cold glass of wine…if I did a good job.

After a lot of practice, my soon-to-be 97-year-old mom held up her end. Afterward, as you might expect, she needed a nap.

I flew from Phoenix to Denver and spent a few days living at my mother’s facility, an eye opening-experience that gave me a solid look at what it means to be elderly. Dining with people, some of whom were approaching 100 years old, will do that to you.

Now, you might think me mean, but my mother had never been in a play, so I admit I worked her hard.

“Slow down, Mom! You’re saying your lines too fast!”

“Look up at the audience!”

“Cross the word out, if you can’t pronounce it right!”

“We need to do it again, Mom!”

“But I’m tired!”

“Remember, this was your idea.”

“Okay.”

Both my mom and I were glad that we got through the performance without any major glitches and without killing each other.

When we weren’t practicing, I’d find her in the hallways of the facility. “My daughter keeps telling me what to do!” she complained to anyone who wandered by. Then came the knowing nods from the old folks, sympathizing with my mother’s plight.

The day of the performance, we were greeted by a packed house, which I was later told was far from the norm. Not surprising, perhaps, since my mother spent most of her working life in public relations and marketing.

Now, I can’t say it went off perfectly. But, when it was over, the inmates…um….residents seemed delighted with the show.

“Who knew you had any talent?” my mother blurted out at our post-performance party.

That, in my mother’s world, is a huge compliment.

So…I just smiled.

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The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEW COPIES OF WOLF CATCHER AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST

Review/interview requests: media@touchpointpress.com

Available where you buy books

4 Stars for Wild Horses on the Salt

“This is a moving story about abuse, recovery and the healing power of nature, and it is a love story to the deserts, forests, rivers and wildlife of Arizona.”

Steph Warren

Bookshine and Readbows Blog

Read the rest of Steph’s review on Goodreads:

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show?id=4191356231

WILD HORSES ON THE SALT

Contemporary Fiction

  Publisher: Liaison: A Next Chapter Imprint

   Kindle, Paperback, Large Print, and Audio Editions

Get your copy here or wherever you buy books.

Rebecca Quinn escapes her controlling husband and, with nowhere else to go, hops the red-eye to Arizona. There, Gaby Strand – her aunt’s college roommate – gives her shelter at the Salt River Inn, a 1930’s guesthouse located in the wildly beautiful Tonto National Forest. Becca struggles with post-traumatic stress, but is enthralled by the splendor and fragility of the Sonoran Desert. The once aspiring artist meets Noah Tanner, a cattle rancher and beekeeper, Oscar Billingsley, a retired psychiatrist and avid birder, and a blacksmith named Walt. Thanks to her new friends and a small band of wild horses, Becca adjusts to life in the desert and rekindles her love of art. Then, Becca’s husband tracks her down, forcing her to summon all her strength. But can she finally stop running away? 

REVIEWS FOR WILD HORSES ON THE SALT

Midwest Book Review

“Wild Horses On The Salt showcases author Anne Montgomery’s genuine flair for originality and the kind of narrative driven and dramatic storytelling that is the hallmark of an award-worthy novel.”

Margaret Millmore

Author

“Ms. Montgomery weaves an intricate parallel tale, portraying the struggles of one woman, and that of a lost wild stallion—both fighting to rise above the cruelty of an unkind world. Her unique writing style, incredible knowledge of her subject matter, combined with her ability to create vivid scenes of the East Valley, and particularly the Tonto National Forest and Salt River area in Arizona, takes the reader on a fascinating (and educational) journey.”

Erin Kosio

Amazon

“A beautiful yet tragic story of healing.”

Sharon Grow

Goodreads

“The story of the wild horses of the Salt is expertly interwoven into this exciting and thoughtful story of a wounded soul determined to regain her life and find genuine love.”

Anne R. Marshall

Amazon

“It is a romance, not just between men and woman, but between people and a place. Montgomery captured it and accurately, too. This was an engrossing read, despite the abuse. I recommend it.”

Rose Aurburn-Writing and Reviews

“A beautifully considered, sumptuous novel from a skilled storyteller-highly recommended.”

Anu Menon

Thought is Free Book Blog

“Fantastic page-turner. Fast-paced, adventurous, and thoughtful story of the survival of Becca’s wounded soul. Her struggles, experiences, passions, fears, healing, and the truth of her chilly silence are wonderfully portrayed.”

Healing minerals? Maybe, maybe not

If rocks could heal, I’m guessing I would never have been sick a day in my life.

As I life-long rock collector, I have periodically run into folks who get all atwitter when they see my collection. Yes, my specimens are beautiful, but that’s not what they care about. They instantly begin talking about all the healing properties said rocks have. At which point, I’m not sure what to say. (A rare occurrence for me, but there you have it.)

Now, to me, my rocks are glorious bits of natural art, one-of-a-kind pieces in every color and shape you can imagine. However, in the interest of fairness, I popped on my reporter’s cap and did a bit of sleuthing, a dive that took me to one site espousing the following: “Crystals were the source of power in the ancient civilizations of Lamuria and Atlantis. The Altanteans developed patterns that created numerous forcefields of energy to serve a wide spectrum of needs. These people misused among others the crystal energy and it caused the disappearance of Atlantis.”

Um…I was a history teacher for a brief spell, so you can see why I might question such a goofy statement. Still, there’s no doubt that humans have been attracted to bright, shiny rocks probably since we lived in caves. The dazzling colors certainly excited early man, but the seemingly unnatural crystal forms probably gave people the idea that certain specimens were otherworldly. Today, all of those geometric shapes—tetragonal, orthorhombic, hexagonal pyramids, to name a few—sometimes look manmade, but they’re not.

The Greeks believed that amethyst could prevent drunkenness. In the interest of science, I tested that hypothesis. Nope!

According to the websites I visited, humans have, for millennia, believed that certain minerals have specific qualities that can improve both one’s physical and mental health. Jasper, for example, is said to eliminate stress. Bloodstone will improve circulation. Citrine will help your concentration and enhance creativity. Turquoise will soothe you when you’re feeling down. Tiger’s eye will provide motivation and lesson fear. And, the big gun, quartz crystal, is said to be a master healer.

Another popular mineral is amethyst. With its striking purple crystals, it’s considered the most powerful and protective of all stones. The name comes from the Greek “amethystos,” which means sober. Grecians believed the mineral could prevent drunkenness, among other things. However, I know from, um…personal research…this is not the case.

But before we start snickering at those crystal-healing believers, consider that WebMD—my go-to site when I have the sniffles—has a page devoted to crystals as medicine. And the folks there admit that, yes, it seems there is some truth to the idea that minerals can make people feel better. While there’s no scientific evidence proving that a hunk of crystal might heal your aching bones, neuroscientists and psychologists believe cuddling a rock just might lift your spirits.

Nothing makes me happier than finding a beautiful rock in the earth.

“The placebo effect is almost certainly at play,” said psychologist Stuart Vyse, author of Believing in Magic: The Psychology of Superstition. “And the mere act of doing something to take control of your destiny can often boost hope, brighten mood, and improve your ability to cope with a chronic condition. There is no scientific evidence to support the medical effectiveness of any of these remedies. But there is the possibility that they might have an indirect psychological benefit.”

And here is where I must admit that the alternative medicine folks might be right, because I can’t think of anything more uplifting than digging a beautiful rock from the earth. The feeling of joy is palpable.

So, perhaps, I shouldn’t throw stones. (Couldn’t help myself there.)

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The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

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Who knew my dopey dog was so smart?

Beware if you come through the front door. You might end up with wet shoes.

We have always considered our dog Bella to be one of the dopier creatures in our pet parade. A blue-eyed cattle-dog mix, Bella came from a rescue organization when she was about one-and-a-half. The only background story was that she had been bathed and then dumped soaking wet on someone’s porch.

When the shelter folks chose us to take her in, a process that felt like we were adopting a child, we were thrilled. Even after we discovered that she had what is referred to in veterinary terms as a happy-water problem. (Okay. That’s not true. That’s what we call it.) The problem occurs when someone comes in the front door and Bella gets so excited that she pees on their shoes in delight.

Like the cats clawing the furniture—as I’ve said before, you can either love your cats or your belongings, not both—we decided we could live with Bella’s predilection.

What conspiracies might Bella be hatching with her dolly Mr. Avocado?

Lately, though, our old girl started having what’s referred to as OLDB: Old Lady Dog Bladder. (Again, this is our term, so don’t blame the vet.) We had her checked out and the doc said nothing was amiss. We were offered the chance to medicate her or try doggy diapers, but decided we’d rather work with Bella. So, we started treating her like a puppy. Paying attention to her more, praising her for telling us that she wanted to go outside, and giving her a cookie when she peed in the yard. “You are such a good girl!” we’d say. And she’d look up at us adoringly.

Bella and her buddy Sadie, who has already crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.

But then we noticed something odd. This dog—who we often joked at Christmastime should be gifted with a few more brain cells—started scamming us. She’d excitedly dance around as if she needed to go out. Then she’d pretend to pee and come running for a cookie.

Hummm? I didn’t know whether to be angry or sign her up for doggy MENSA. It made me wonder what else might be knocking around in her canine brain. Does she know more words than walk and cookie? Is she secretly plotting with the cats to take over the house? Or maybe she’s working undercover and the dopiness is all an act.

I do look at her a bit differently now. What’s really behind that big doggy smile?

I doubt we’ll ever know.

This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is wolf-catcher-cover-with-gray-frame.jpg

The past and present collide when a tenacious reporter seeks information on an eleventh century magician…and uncovers more than she bargained for.

WOLF CATCHER

Anne Montgomery

Historical Fiction/Suspense

TouchPoint Press

February 2, 2022

In 1939, archeologists uncovered a tomb at the Northern Arizona site called Ridge Ruin. The man, bedecked in fine turquoise jewelry and intricate bead work, was surrounded by wooden swords with handles carved into animal hooves and human hands. The Hopi workers stepped back from the grave, knowing what the Moochiwimi sticks meant. This man, buried nine hundred years earlier, was a magician.

Former television journalist Kate Butler hangs on to her investigative reporting career by writing freelance magazine articles. Her research on The Magician shows he bore some European facial characteristics and physical qualities that made him different from the people who buried him. Her quest to discover The Magician’s origin carries her back to a time when the high desert world was shattered by the birth of a volcano and into the present-day dangers of archeological looting where black market sales of antiquities can lead to murder.

REVIEW COPIES OF WOLF CATCHER AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST

Review/interview requests: media@touchpointpress.com

Available where you buy books