Spotlight: Wayward Girls by Susan Wiggs

From New York Times bestselling author Susan Wiggs, a wrenching but life-affirming novel based on a true story of survival, friendship, and redemption. Set in the turbulent Vietnam era in the All-American city of Buffalo, New York, six girls are condemned to forced labor in the laundry of a Catholic reform school.

In 1968 we meet six teens confined at the Good Shepherd—a dark and secretive institution controlled by Sisters of Charity nunslocked away merely for being gay, pregnant, or simply unruly.

Mairin free-spirited daughter of Irish immigrants, committed to keep her safe from her stepfather.

Angeladenounced for her attraction to girls, sent to the nuns for reform, but instead found herself the victim of a predator.

Helenthe daughter of intellectuals detained in Communist China, she saw her “temporary” stay at the Good Shepherd stretch into years.

Odessacaught up in a police dragnet over a racial incident, she found the physical and mental toughness to endure her sentence.

Denisesentenced for brawling in a foster home, she dared to dream of a better life.

Janicedeeply insecure, she couldn’t decide where her loyalty layexcept when it came to her friend Kay, who would never outgrow her childlike dependency.

Sister Bernadetterescued from a dreadful childhood, she owed her loyalty to the Sisters of Charity even as her conscience weighed on her.

Wayward Girls is a haunting but thrilling tale of hope, solidarity, and the enduring strength of young women who find the courage to break free and find redemption...and justice.

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About the Author

Susan Wiggs's life is all about family, friends, and fiction. She lives on an island in Puget Sound, and commutes to her writers' group in a motorboat. She is an international bestselling author, and her books have appeared in the #1 spot on the NYT bestseller list. The Apple Orchard has been made into a film, with others in production. Susan loves hiking, skiing, and surfing, but her favorite sport is reading a book.

Spotlight: You Had Me at Meow by Gracie James

Publication date: July 7th 2026

Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance

Some girls get fairy godmothers. Abby Thompson gets a talking cat with a British accent and absolutely zero chill.

After her latest blind date—arranged by her loving (but relentless) mother—ends in a concussion, a wine-soaked dress, and enough humiliation to power Manhattan, Abby decides she’s done with dating. Forever.

Too bad her cat, Mr. Whiskers, has other ideas. And he’s suddenly sharing them. Out loud.

“Honestly, Abby, your taste in men is almost as concerning as your taste in sweaters.”

His mission? Fix her train-wreck love life and help her land her dream job. His qualifications? None. He’s a cat. His methods? Questionable at best.

But somewhere between the disastrous first dates, ruthless office politics, and the unexpectedly charming veterinarian who might actually be worth shaving her legs for, Abby starts to wonder…

Is Mr. Whiskers a miracle? Or a catastrophe with whiskers?

Either way, her opinionated feline isn’t backing down. And if Abby wants her dream life, she might have to trust the one life coach she never asked for. Her cat.

You Had Me at Meow is a sweet, laugh-out-loud romantic comedy about finding your voice, risking your heart, and one very determined cat who refuses to let his human settle for anything less than purr-fection.

Excerpt

Before I even reach the fridge, Mr. Whiskers has settled into his favorite spot on the couch while I gather the essentials of a proper pity party: a pint of mint chocolate chip, my largest spoon, and one of Dottie’s cosmic brownies. Ahhh, perfect.

Curling up next to my furry little roommate, I pull our softest blanket over my legs and queue up one of our favorite movies. Maybe watching someone else’s embarrassing moments will make me feel better about my own.

As the opening credits roll, I crumble Dottie’s brownie over my ice cream, letting out a contented sigh. At least dessert never disappoints.

“Why can’t I find love like in the movies, huh, buddy?” I ask, running my fingers through his soft fur. “You know, the kind where tripping in front of your dream guy leads to true love instead of a concussion.”

Mr. Whiskers blinks up at me, his eyes reflecting the TV’s flickering light.

“I mean, look at tonight,” I continue, digging into my brownie-ice-cream creation and regretting nothing. Well... except maybe going out in the first place. “Mom sets me up with someone who’s supposedly perfect for me, and he turns out to be a complete jerk. And then when I finally meet a genuinely nice guy, he’s my cat’s veterinarian and he’s already taken.”

I scratch under Mr. Whiskers’ chin, earning a faint purr.

“Maybe I should just give up on dating altogether,” I muse. “I mean, who needs romance when I have you, anyway? We could be two crazy cat ladies together. Well, one crazy cat lady and one crazy cat, but you know what I mean. No more terrible blind dates, no more falling head over heels, literally, for the wrong guys. Just us, some yummy snacks, and the sweet escape of a good movie night. What do you think, huh, buddy? Sound good?”

“Darling, that sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all night.”

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Gracie James lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and their sweet rescue cat, Pinky, and absolutely loves the rain. When she’s not writing swoony, laugh-out-loud rom-coms sprinkled with a touch of magic, she’s usually hiking up a mountain or eating chocolate like it’s a personality trait. Her creative peak occurs somewhere between “I should go to bed” and “well, it’s basically morning now,” and she considers sunrise more of a suggestion than a deadline.

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Spotlight: Because I Deserve It: What Chronic Illness Taught Me about Finding My Voice in the Healthcare System by Kenitra W. Dominguez

In 2021, Kenitra W. Dominguez was diagnosed with idiopathic intracranial hypertension (IIH), a chronic condition that leads to increased pressure around the brain and has no known cause. Her experience being diagnosed was filled with confusion, anxiety and neglect. After hearing from countless friends that they’ve had similar experiences, Kenitra wrote a new guidebook that combines relatable anecdotes with actionable tips for readers to get the answers and treatment they deserve.

“Because I Deserve It: What Chronic Illness Taught Me about Finding My Voice in the Healthcare System” (July 2026) covers: questions to ask your doctors, ways to prepare for appointments, strategies for building supportive care teams, advocating for yourself at work, understanding disability protections, and more. It’s for anyone who has felt overwhelmed by the medical process, especially women of color who experience systemic racism and misogyny in healthcare.

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About the Author

Kenitra W. Dominguez is on the advisory board of the California Black Women's Health Project. She is the founder of Bay Equity HR, which helps nonprofits build equitable workplaces, with a special focus on helping Black women navigate workplace wellness, rights, and fair pay. "Because I Deserve It" is her first book. Learn more at: www.keniwdominguez.com

Spotlight: Taming Tigers & Butterfly Dreams: 144 Fables—Taoist Wisdom for Modern Life by Deng Ming-Dao

Taming Tigers & Butterfly Dreams: 144 Fables—Taoist Wisdom for Modern Life is filled with ancient stories that express great truths by fusing anecdotes with philosophy. These foundational stories related to the Taoist path always speak to a powerful and collective wisdom:

  • Flow with life 

  • Live from the heart

  • Develop an openness to possibilities

  • Live in balance

  • Drop expectations

  • Embrace acceptance

Through these stories, we make sense of our identities, aging, and emotions. By fusing the wisdom of yesterday with our present experiences, author Deng Ming-Dao helps us find sanity and clarity, empowering us to visualize and navigate a better tomorrow.

This book was previously published as The Wisdom of the Tao.

Excerpt

1 | Fishing For Something Big

Prince Ren got a huge iron hook, a thick black silk line, a bamboo pole, and fifty steers for bait. He squatted on Kuaiji Mountain and cast his line into the far-off East Ocean. The prince fished every morning for an entire year, but didn’t catch anything.

Finally, a monstrous fish gobbled the bait. It dived, dragging hook and line behind it. Then it burst to the surface, beating its fins, frothing the waters, and raising mountainous white waves. The whole sea shook and the noise was like demons fighting gods. People were terrified for a thousand kilometers around.

The prince finally landed the fish, cut the body into pieces, and dried them. Crowds came from far away in the east and north to eat their fill.

For generations since, roaming storytellers have repeated this tale as they tried to outdo one another. They never mention this: what if Prince Ren had held his rod and line over ditches and had just tried to catch minnows? Would he have caught such a big fish?

Likewise, those who dress up small fables to get a position for themselves are not of wide intelligence—just as anyone who doesn’t know the story of Prince Ren really isn’t able to lead the world. (Z)

2 | The Superlative Horse

Duke Mu of Qin said to Bo Le, his best judge of horses: “You are growing old. Could I ask your sons to find horses for me in your place?”

Bo Le replied: “Anyone can find an excellent horse by looking at its build, its color, its muscles, and its bone structure. But only a rare few can find a superlative horse that raises no dust and leaves no tracks. Although my sons have the talent to find excellent horses, they cannot see a superlative horse. However, I do have a friend named Gao who is a firewood and vegetable hawker. His ability to choose horses is as good as mine. Please talk to him.”

So Duke Mu summoned Gao and hired him to look for horses. Gao returned after three months and reported that he had found a horse in Shaqiu.

The duke asked him eagerly: “What kind of horse is it?”

Gao replied, “It is a brown mare.”

Duke Mu sent for the horse with great excitement. But he was disappointed weeks later when the grooms brought him a black stallion.

The duke was speechless with anger and summoned Bo Le. “This is terrible. The man you recommended doesn’t know the difference between colors or whether a horse is a stallion or a mare! How can he possibly judge horses?”

Bo Le sighed deeply. “Has he progressed that far? Then he’s worth a million of me and there is no comparing us. His vision is superior! He sees the divine workings and the subtle essence instead of coarse appearances. He sees what’s inside and is not fooled by what’s outside. He sees what ought to be seen and ignores what ought to be ignored. Gao can truly judge horses!”

Bo Le asked to see the steed. When it was led in, he saw right away that it was a superlative horse. (L)

3 | Between Small and Large

King Tang (c. 1675–1646 BCE) said to Minister Ji: “A vast dark ocean in the barren north is called the Pool of Heaven. A fish several hundred kilometers wide and of a-length-no-one-has-ever-seen lives there.

“Similarly, a bird named the peng has a back as large as the sacred mountain Tai and wings that spread through the skylike clouds. When it soars into the heavens, its path of flight spirals like the whorls of a goat’s horn. After rising some twenty kilometers through the cloudy air and looking as if it could lift the whole blue sky, it then sets its course for the distant south.”

Overhearing this, a quail on the bank of a marsh laughed and said, “Where could such a bird be going? I can spring up and land in just a few yards. I can dart between raspberry bushes and mugwort and I’m done with my flight. Where could such a creature possibly need to go?”

Such are the differences between the small and large. In the same way, some people might know enough to hold office, or to be the head of a village, or to serve a ruler and help guide a state—but they are as shortsighted as that quail. (Z)

4 | The Sage Has No Thought of Fame

There was once a great person named Song Rongzi. He was like this: If the whole world had praised him, he would not have been flattered. If the whole world had condemned him, he would not have been discouraged.

He clearly knew the difference between inner and outer and the difference between glory and disgrace. However, that was as far as he went. He could account for everything, but he couldn’t fully find his own place in the world.

Or take Liezi as another example. He could ride the wind skillfully and smoothly, but he couldn’t stay up in the sky forever. He had to come down after fifteen days. Liezi was not a scheming person. He didn’t grab for what everybody else calls happiness, and he didn’t even need to travel like other people—but there were still times when he had to wait for the right conditions so that he could fly again.

However, what if you could mount the truth of heaven and earth and ride on the variations of the Six Energies? You could roam without limits!

Therefore, it is said: A realized person gives no thought to self. A spiritual person gives no thought to their own merit. As age gives no thought to fame. (Z)

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About the Author

Deng Ming-Dao is an author, artist, philosopher, teacher, and martial artist. Deng is his family name; Ming-Dao is his given name. From a young age, he studied Taoism and internal arts such as qigong, tai chi, and kung fu. He is the author of many books, including 365 Tao, Everyday Tao, The Way of Heart and Beauty, Each Journey Begins with a Single Step, and Chronicles of Tao. His books have been translated into fifteen languages. Visit him at dengmingdao.com.

Spotlight: Children of Eternity by Macaulay Christian

Publication date: March 10th 2026

Genres: Adult, Science Fiction

Thirty years ago, an impossible transmission pierced the cosmos. Hidden within it were instructions for a device no one fully understood, an extragalactic Telegraph built to answer the call.

On a distant world in neutral space, humanity and its former enemies resolved to build the device, a rare moment of unity and a calculated gamble that shared purpose might overcome politics.

The answer is not what anyone expected.

The colony is devastated. Reality fractures. Technology fails. People vanish without a trace among them soldiers, citizens, and voices no civilization can afford to lose. Aboard the warship Banterra, Captain Heron Agathon is dispatched into the unknown to search for survivors and the truth behind the signal.

Beyond the galaxy’s edge, something older than civilization is observing humanity’s first steps into the uncharted, measuring what it will become when fear, power, and principle collide. The answers lie in the dark between stars. And the truth behind the signal is older and nearer than anyone suspects. There is no going back.

The human adventure is about to begin.

Excerpt

P R O L O G U E

holindrian returns

A shimmering light fell all around Holindrian, hoisting him high into the sky, his feet dangling beneath. First, he could see just the top of the palace as he rose through the dense black smoke. A little higher and he could see the city itself. Fires burning, consuming whole wards at a time. The sounds were muffled, but he knew there would be the clanging of swords, the whizzing of arrows, and the miserable, painful screams of wretched, dying souls. Higher, Holindrian continued to rise. Boats had sunken in the harbor. The fighting on the rocky hills surrounding the town seemed to have calmed. A haboob traveled in a northeasterly direction, a transitory wall of brown, choking death.

The light continued to shine. All the colors of the rainbow streamed down, carrying him up, up into the clouds. He was higher than the mountains! There seemed to be no limits to his ascent. The definitions, the contours, the distinctive features of the land blurred together. Muted, people vanished into minute dark specks, fields became strokes of green, the clouds white wisps overlaying the canvas. He could see the whole of the blue world from up here…. 

Holindrian stood alone in a hallway with concave walls of a featureless white. He could not be certain what the material was. It was surely not any metal familiar to him. Everything seemed pristine. Not a blemish or scuff mark to be found. Feeling his eyes wince, he thought the white of the walls too bright, beyond adept description by man. No marble stone or cloud or snowflake compared. They seemed to be pulsating. Flashes of an even more intense white coursed through their…veins? As though the walls were alive, as though this vessel were alive.

The ceiling was black. Not just black but the absence of all light, the deepest shade of black imaginable. It contrasted brilliantly with the sterile surfaces of the walls. The black was not uniform in its composition, but rather composed of discernible shades of navy and violet and…were those stars? Stars sparkled and glimmered, specks of diamonds in a cave of darkness. It was remarkable how similar the ceiling was to the night sky.

When he looked down, and saw that the floor mirrored the ceiling, Holindrian first thought his heart might permanently lodge itself in his throat. The feeling of panic dissipated quickly, as he reassured himself something solid and firm was indeed beneath his feet.

“His reaction was much like your own.”

Holindrian looked up. He recognized that voice. “Uilliam?”

Uilliam’s long hair fell more than halfway down his back, wavy and rigid as though carved from marble, an ethereal white bearing just the traces of its past golden color. His face narrow and accented by sharp features framed by dark eyebrows. The eyes though, those magnificent eyes, were like windows into the past as well as portals to the future. They were an electric blue, the pupil an orb of mystical energy. Holindrian could see it all, the whole of the history of Uilliam’s race encapsulated within those eyes.

The Before…the Aeternam’s eyes could not or would not reveal the secrets pertaining to the Before, though there were shadows, vague, indefinite figures standing on the edge of history…something or someone had knowledge of the Before, and they were out there, somewhere. Uilliam had met them. 

What could be seen was the ending that gave rise to humanity’s beginning. Space and time emerged from oblivion, a singular fixed point of eternity. There was no sound; it had not yet been invented. There was light of untold intensity, rings of magenta and sapphire clouds that swirled, intermingling, mixing. Then came flashes, all different shades of reds, oranges, yellows, and blues, rippling throughout the nebulous clouds like the pattering of rain on a pond. A wave of warm, tender, and loving heat washed over him. Holindrian could feel the fiery heat as birthing contractions on a boundless scale shuttled the first generation of galaxies into existence, infusing them with life, spiraling engines of genesis. Ah! There was the sound. It had finally caught up. It came as a rushing roar, a wind sweeping through streets and between buildings just as it would through ageless trees and over sky-kissing mountains.

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Macaulay is a graduate of the University of Arizona where he received his bachelor's degree in political science with an emphasis in American government and international relations as well as a minor in classical (Greco-Roman) history. He is also an alumnus of the fraternity Phi Delta Theta, where he served in a variety of leadership positions, including two terms as president. Macaulay received a master's of legal studies from Arizona State University's Sandra Day O'Connor College of Law before beginning a career in the commercial construction industry. He has worked on a variety of projects, from airports to data centers. Macaulay lives in Dallas, Texas with his wife and their two dogs. In March 2025, Macaulay released the science fiction novel "Holindrian & The Human Revolution". He is currently pursuing a doctorate in public administration where he is researching the impacts of public education and policy shifts on the industry and investigating recommendations to rectify the on-going skilled labor shortage across the country.

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Spotlight: Weirdos Welcome by Cynthia Baseman

Pub Date: Feb. 3, 2026

Genre: YA Romance

Publisher: River Grove Books

This debut novel told from alternating points of view offers a young adult love story that’s messy, awkward, and weirdly wonderful—just like life.

Rae struggles over masking her autism, navigating social situations and telling people exactly what she thinks—whether they like it or not. Braden acts Just Fine even as his anxiety sends him spiraling over things like quitting the basketball team and the air quality in the cafeteria. Braden and Rae don’t quite fit in, which makes it even harder to survive high school. When they meet as student aides in the Special Needs classroom, their worlds collide. Together they face down bullies, fake bomb threats and the terrifying vulnerability of first love. 

For anyone who’s ever been called a freak, felt too much, or wondered if their quirks made them unlovable, this raw, funny, and fiercely compassionate neurodivergent love story champions owning your oddness, standing up when it’s easier to disappear, and finding that person who doesn’t ask you to be, or pretend to be, “normal.” 

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About the Author

Cynthia Baseman writes stories that sit at the intersections of healing, humor, and humanity—in her memoir of a mother’s journey through grief, a children’s picture book, and her YA novel celebrating neurodivergent first love, she’s drawn to the moments that make us feel most alive. Again and again, her work returns to a central question: where do we find truth?

That question has also led her into library advocacy. As a library board member at University of Southern California, she champions libraries as rare public spaces where information is curated with care, context, and accountability. To her, libraries are both sanctuary and engine: places where questions are welcomed, and where communities discover not only books, but tools, resources, and one another.

An Emmy-nominated producer and a Nicholl Fellowship Finalist for screenwriting, Cynthia lives in Los Angeles with her husband, their spirited rescue dog, and four endlessly chatty cockatiels. Between her two grown sons and her vocal pets, her household is much like a good library: never entirely quiet and always full of stories.