New Release | Runestaff Chronicles
An alternate universe. A perilous journey. No ordinary teen.
When Kayden discovers an ancient portal to a world beyond his own, his life will change forever.
Destiny marked him as defender of an enchanted jewel – an emerald possessing immense power. With the rise of a deadly legion, thirsting for dominance, Kayden must face unspeakable creatures and their master puppeteer, intent on his destruction.
Alone he will fail. Yet, fate has placed an unusual warrior named Talbot, a magical runestaff, and a remarkable girl in his path to help.
Battling the darkest of evils in a treacherous land of Kings and magic, they race to defy the forces bent on ruling their world. Only together may Kayden and his companions stand against the foul schemes threatening to destroy all that is good.
Will it be enough?
Is It Just Me?
In the journey of life…there are bumps along the way. Is seeing humor in the daily struggles the key to happiness?
With shades of Erma Bombeck and James Herriot, she weaves tales that combine three-parts witty, two-parts delightful, and dollop of poignant.
Why did she wake up face down in the radishes?
A gentle rain, an electric fence, and a loving husband all helped.
From the day-to-day challenges to memories of youthful transgression, she weaves captivating stories that bring a smile and sometimes a knowing nod.
The neighbor’s tree needs trimming. What’s the right tool for the job? Shotgun.
You’ll love this book of anecdotes because Helen Row Toews is a master wordsmith that will brighten your day.
Great, Just Great!
A daily dose of laughter really is good for the soul! And Helen should know. From a cattle ranch located in Saskatchewan, she works as humorist for newspapers across the Canadian prairies.
She flirted with that handsome doctor at a party.
Only to find, next day, he was the specialist performing her barium enema! Horrors! From the day-to-day challenges to memories of youthful transgression, she weaves captivating stories that bring a smile and sometimes a knowing nod.
What sort of woman feeds her friend brewer’s yeast instead of butter on their first morning in Rome? Or drags her protesting daughter onto a bus in Edinburgh because it was, “going their way”, only to end up dockside on the shores of the North Sea. Furthermore, why would the shinbone of a recently deceased cow be lurking in her petunias?
For the answers to these questions and more, let Helen take you from the streets of Europe to the cow sheds of Saskatchewan with her rib-tickling tales.
About the author
Helen Row Toews
I’m a writer, driver of buses (and other assorted vehicles of size) proud country-dweller and lover of travel. I was born in small town Saskatchewan, Canada. Maidstone to be exact. Mom and dad took me home to the Charolais cattle ranch near Marshall, Saskatchewan with my brother Bill where I grew to love the prairie landscape. My childhood was unremarkable, but from quite a young age I held tightly to a dream. I wanted to be a writer. Sadly, it took fifty odd years to come to fruition, but now I am virtually unstoppable (or so I tell myself).
Recent Blog Posts
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