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Meet Micki Peluso…

Hello, bloggers!!

It is my pleasure to welcome this week’s “SPOTLIGHT” Author, Micki Peluso!!! Micki has been a member of Rave Reviews Book Club since early 2014. (That’s TWO YEARS!!!)  She is super supportive and all-around awesome!! Please help me shower her with support today!

Excerpt from . . . And the Whippoorwill Sang

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School started and fall descended upon us at once, mourned by the whippoorwills, which had to migrate to warmer lands. I’d come to grips with the ghosts; whether true ghosts or poltergeist activity by my wacky teenagers. The starling finally stopped swooping down from the attic right after the school bus left and I was having my coffee while doing my crossword puzzle. It was a daily routine; bird swoops down, cat leaps up and grabs bird, I scold cat and open the front door and the starling leaves until the next day.

It had been weeks since the last bat episode in which Noelle screamed, “There’s a flying mouse after me,” as her five brothers and sisters almost trampled her running down the stairs from the attic bedrooms. I got out the front door before them. With bats it’s ‘everyman for himself.’ I fervently hoped they left for warmer habitats as well.

The rats, compliments of the gentleman farm next door, were still a problem. The chances one stepping on a rat is low, yet Nicole had done it twice already. Two of my favorite lamps and a faux pas print of Mona Lisa were destroyed when her two brothers tried to kill one, armed with a baseball bat and an air rifle.

The house blew a lot of fuses that strangely, flew clear across the large basement, a good thirty feet—which baffled Butch. It happened mostly on weekends when he was home to change the fuses and always in the middle of a good television show.

Butch had traded the white pickup truck, aka camper, for a ridiculous looking UPS truck, painted a bright orange. Inside, it was nicely furnished as a large motor homer, with a kitchen, bed and bath. It had two comfortable, large swivel chairs in front which made for comfortable driving. He liked working in New Jersey, about 3 hours away and only home on weekends. Sure, I got left with all the fun stuff. It was similar to what he did at Benny’s, except more a family style restaurant—a cross between fast food and fine dining.

One Sunday he left early for his long ride back. The three younger girls and I were all home watching the movie, “Halloween,” when we heard odd thumping sounds from the basement. The ghosts usually never appeared there, and I feared an intruder had come in through the unlocked basement door. No one locked their doors in the country. I grabbed the shotgun and put a shell into it, hoping not to have to use it and break my shoulder or hip. I’d never fired a shotgun before. I peeled Nicole, who had wrapped herself around my legs to keep me from going downstairs, off me and made her sit down and be quiet. I snapped my fingers for Sheba to follow me, although the usually good watchdog hadn’t barked at the noise. I quietly opened the door to the basement, warning all the kids to stay on the couch. They actually obeyed. Maybe it was the sight of me brandishing a shotgun. Sheba stayed behind me, brave dog that she was—watching my back, I supposed. I tiptoed halfway down the steps, scanning the basement, shotgun ready to fire, when I saw a large potato at the bottom of the steps. I held my fire. The menacing spud had fallen off the pantry shelf and thumped down the basement steps. I tried to bribe the kids to secrecy, but never lived down the story of the night that Mom nearly shot an Idaho potato.

Micki Peluso is a member of Rave Reviews Book Club. Here is what she says about the support she receives from RRBC members:

I just celebrated my second year with RRBC and I am more amazed each day at the wide scope of ideas and publishing aids offered. I have never before seen a group that rather than competing with fellow authors, goes out of their way to be helpful, supportive and friendly. Each person I’ve met has become not just a fellow author but a friend. My sales jump sporadically, perhaps in proportion to the support given at various times. I love the options open to members for the many and varied promo techniques. It’s a group that makes me feel both comfortable and appreciated.

To learn more about Micki Peluso, or to purchase her book, …AND THE WHIPPOORWILL SANG, please visit:
Twitter: @mickipeluso

Author Bio

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Micki Peluso began writing after a personal tragedy, which lead to publication in Victimology: An International Magazine and a 25 year career in Journalism. She’s been staff writer for one major newspaper and freelanced for two more. Twelve of her award winning short fiction and slice of life stories are published in anthologies, magazines and e-zines. Her debut book was published in 2012; a funny family memoir of love, loss and survival, called, . . .AND THE WHIPPOORWILL SANG which won the Nesta CBC Silver Award for writing that builds character. She is presently working on a collection of short fiction, slice of life stories and essays, in a book called, DON’T PLUCK THE DUCK. Her debut children’s book, ‘The Cat Who Wanted a Dog’ will be released in June, 2016.

Thank you so much for joining us today. Please share your thoughts and support with Micki below in the comment section. You can follow along her exciting “SPOTLIGHT” Author blog tour by visiting the RRBC website!

Until next time……… Happy Reading & Reviewing!!

29 thoughts on “Meet Micki Peluso…”

  1. Reblogged this on Jan Hawke INKorporated and commented:
    One of the many lighter moments from …And a Whippoorwill Sang – the Waltons were never like this! 😉
    Seriously, this is a wonderful testimony to true family life in all it’s aspects and will resonate with every reader, no matter how old or young.
    Thanks, Mar for hosting Micki today 🙂

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    1. Thanks Rebecca. Oddly, I never heard one In PA where we lived but did see one. Instead, I had the strange experience of one singing at night here in NY as i was writing the end of the book–which was comforting, yet eerie.


    1. Thanks Shirley. That’s just one of many weird events in that wonderful 100 year old farmhouse that I loved so much–ghosts and all. So happy you stopped by today.



  2. The suspense in the potato story had me on the edge of my seat. Although, your lovely watchdog should have tipped me off, Micki 🙂

    That was a wonderful excerpt!

    Thanks to Marlena for hosting.

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    1. Thanks, Mae, then you’ll really be on the edge when you read the bat battles in which we didn’t make it outside. lol. And the antics of the ghosts. I’m happy to see you here today.

      Marlena, I appreciate you hosting me today. I’m a bit late due to a computer that apparently had other plans for the day than letting me on the internet.


    1. Thanks, Rebecca, for coming to support me and for the encouraging remark. From what I can see on twitter, many are getting the book, which both thrills and humbles me.

      Marlena, I just love owls and the one on your blog is exquisite!!


  3. Marlena, i want to thank you again for having me on your beautiful blog site. If you find your owl missing some night, I just couldn’t restrain myself. 🙂



  4. I got a kick out of the brothers going after a rat with a baseball bat and bb gun and taking care of your art. I did the same with a bb gun and a painting in out basement when I was a kid. No rat but the result was the same. Congrats Micki on your spotlight honor.


  5. Hope you’re having a great tour, Micki!! Congratulations on your Spotlight. I love the post, and best of luck with everything 🙂

    Marlena, thanks for being a great host, as always! 🙂


  6. I will never look at a potato the same way again! I will only see you ready to shoot “the intruder.” I just bought “…And The Whippoorwill Sang.” Thank you, Marlena for being such a great hostess.


  7. Thank you so much for hosting Micki. I can only say amen. She has written a fantastic book and it is one of those jewels you will want to read again and again. Her view of life is touching and even contagious. You can’t stay down in the dumps when you read, And The Whippoorwill Sang.
    Shalom aleichem,


  8. It’s always heartwarming to read your blogs, Micki, and to learn more about your family. My sincere congratulations for being the RRBC Spotlight — so deserving.

    Thank you, Marlena, for hosting….


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