Donna Norman-Carbone has a passion for writing women’s fiction that tugs at the heartstrings. After having taught as a university adjunct and adult educator, Donna currently teaches writing, film and British literature to high school students. She lives in a small Connecticut suburb where she and her husband have raised three wonderful and creative children, two Labrador Retrievers and a Siamese cat.
Donna holds a master’s degree in English from Southern CT State University and is a member of the Women’s Fiction Writers Association. In her spare time, Donna enjoys reading a good book on a sunny Cape Cod beach, traveling worldwide to immerse herself in other cultures, and spending cherished time with family and friends.
COMING SPRING 2023!
ALL THAT IS SACRED
women's fiction, friendship
Red Adept Publishing
When Lynn and her husband set out for a weekend retreat to repair their rocky marriage, icy roads lead to a fatal collision that ends Lynn’s life. Stranded between the physical world and the afterlife, Lynn experiences the grief of her loved ones as they process her death.
Lynn’s life-long friends are not only tortured by loss but also unspoken wounds in their friendship. With clever influences from above, Lynn coaxes them to reunite at a beachside cottage on the one-year anniversary of her death. Determined to prompt their healing, so they could help her family move on, Lynn reminds them of a sacred promise, hoping it will lead to truths they couldn’t face on their own. Will it be enough to remind them of the power of their bond?
As Lynn struggles to repair the relationships she left behind, she soon realizes the greatest challenge will be letting them go.
Page Count: Approx. 280
Publication Date: Spring 2023
We take Riley’s car because it’s a 1975 baby-blue Mustang convertible. We drive with the top down, singing “The Dream Police” at the top of our voices. Swinging our bodies from side to side in the twilight, Helene, Jules, and I sit on the top of the car with our feet planted firmly on the back seat, hands bracing the rolled-up roof. Passersby look at us and shake their heads. Some laugh. We don’t care because we’re singing and laughing and feeling especially light, like the weight of the world isn’t on our shoulders and we’re not all returning to school in a few weeks.
Over pepperoni and cheese pizza, we reminisce. It’s fun bringing up good times like the Live Aid concert we watched in our pajamas, all of us in sleeping bags while eating popcorn and imagining ourselves at every one of the arenas televised across the globe. We add to each other’s memories like we’re making a communal soup, each contributing our own magic ingredients. This is what it feels like to be us, girls with a shared past. No matter the circumstances, we always make each other feel warm and cozy—just like home.