Laura McHale Holland writes San Francisco with such affection that I could almost smell the mix of diesel, ocean air, and bakery sweets, especially when the scent of those famous Star Bakery scones with their butterscotch maple glaze drifts up the hill.

For reasons they can’t quite explain, the lost always find themselves on Shinbone Lane…

That’s the beauty of art. It captures moments, dreams, imagined lives, not all that comes to pass.

I’m preparing to work with a designer on the cover for ON SHINBONE LANE, my novel in progress.