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Special Mother's Day price on my beloved mother/daughter memoir

RM
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06

Dear friends and readers,

It's almost that time of year when every woman's thoughts turn toward the woman who formed her---her mother. I have just the book for the occasion---my memoir, My Mother's Daughter, which Alice Munro has called "wonderfully honest and enthralling."

Now you can buy your personally inscribed hard cover copy directly from me at the special price of $20. Already read My Mother's Daughter? It makes a timely gift for any woman who has ever...

* feared turning into her mother;

* dreamed of a better life than her mother's;

* adored her mother while rebelling against her authority;

* adored a daughter who's driving her crazy;

* mourned and missed her mother;

* become who she is because of--and also in spite of--her mother.

Sound like the story of your life as a woman? Mail me your cheque, plus your choice of personal inscription (see address), and I'll speed this empowering book on its way.

Total costs (Canada):

$20 + $1 GST + $7 shipping = $28

Total costs (U.S.):

$20 + $10 shipping = $30

In the meantime, warm thanks for your support and encouragement. As one daughter to another,

Rona

P.S. Click here to read an excerpt from My Mother's Daughter.

Posted by Rona April 06, 2010 @ 8:58 AM. File in General

 
 

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Number of Comments  1 response to "Special Mother's Day price on my beloved mother/daughter memoir"

 
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Carol Harrison
April 07, 2010 at 8:08PM
 
My sister was doing some research on our mother's side and came up with a lot of information, then she typed in my mother's name and up came your website and there she was...my mother's picture of her when young and my feelings about our mother's dying and her death. Then she e-mailed me and in the Subject: line was....."omigod!" It was totally unexpected.

I think this book might mean more to my sister than to me, although I'm torn between the way I was raised to be proper rather than normal and my sister, who likewise rebelled, went to England with our mother in the 60's, late 70's (not sure about the latter date) to see our maternal Aunt, our mother's only sibling.

I have letters from our mother to me and I knew she loved me, yet I can't seem to get past the way she expected me to be. I'll leave that for my psychiatrist to figure out.
 
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