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ROMANTIC SUSPENSE
where fear and passion collide
Debora Dale Alt logo
ROMANTIC SUSPENSE
where fear and passion collide
Pre-Covid Memories

Pre-Covid Memories

Family life, New York

A few years ago, for Mother’s Day, we took my mother-in-law to the New York Botanical Gardens. As an artist whose paintings of flowers are as vivid as anything we could ever see at the gardens, she was thrilled and said it was one of the Mother’s Day memories...
Should I Write my Will?

Should I Write my Will?

Family life, New York

We Will Never Be The Same Given the events of this harrowing time in our world’s history, I find myself researching how to write my will. It’s not a doomsday reaction for me as much as what feels like a logical thought. As they say, any moment could be our...
9/11 – 17 Years On

9/11 – 17 Years On

Heros, New York, Politics

“No Day Shall Erase You from the Memory of Time” Once the true horror of the attacks of September 11, 2001 became clear, once the magnitude of the attack, of the hate, of the vengeance against the West, had awakened us all, a true and gripping sense of...
Back to School

Back to School

Family life, Homeschooling, New York

It’s the first day of school here in NYC. I can’t help feel sad for all the kids returning to the constant grind of early rising and carrying bookbags as big as themselves as they’re sent away from home and forced to work on command by strangers all...
Here There be Hornets

Here There be Hornets

Fun truths, Lazy Summer Days, New York

Beneficial…or Deadly? Anyone who knows me knows I’m not a fan of creepy critters. Of course, I realize if they’re not in my home but rather somewhere outside, then they’re where they’re supposed to be, and I will, mostly, leave them...
Back in the New York Groove

Back in the New York Groove

Lazy Summer Days, New York, Vacation

When you live in the city, as I do, and your main view is either the concrete building next door or your neighbor’s laundry hanging on the line, you come to appreciate the grandeur of open space… after you get your bearings, that is. Over the summer, I...