Welcome to the blog.
Hi, my name is Carol Ann Ross, and I am an author.
I live on beautiful Topsail Island on the North Carolina Coast. Life is good when you get to do what you love, and I love writing about the people who surround me and this island where I spend most of my time.
Through my writing, you will have the opportunity to explore some of the magic of this amazing place--and it is amazing. As a child it was my "never, never land"--as an adult it still is.
Here on the blog, you will find a variety of topics from beach posts, to writing tips and everything in between. I invite you to follow along on this fascinating journey of a self-published author
Nearing completion, I thought I’d offer a little snippet of what the new book has to offer. Hope you like it. Hopefully it will be out by mid JUne. Rae pushed past the empty crate boxes stacked willy nilly among the marsh grasses and softly spewed curse words as she progressed beyond old fishing buoys and decaying nets. Eyeing the one armed crabs scurrying from hole to hole, hiding as a foot neared, raising their one claw in defense, she cursed again, “What the frigging’ hell are all these little things?” Rae kicked at the tiny crustaceans and moved forward…Read More
Yooza, Yooza, Yooza. Finally made it in to this, been trying for a while. The 21st and 22nd…y’all come now. Lots of vendors from all over our area, many you’ve never seen before. All kinds of stuff by artisans talented beyond belief. Make a day of it in downtown Wilmington!Read More
The above picture is of the CLOUD NINE, my father’s fishing boat. The one I worked on for a few years..great times! I use those times often in my writing, they take me to a place I’ll never forget. Yes, the past was a great place-a place I personally like to visit but not live. I’m presently finishing the last (at least for a while) book in my murder mystery series-ALL THESE LITTLE THINGS, and have been doing some research into my next novel. It will be set in the 60s and so that’s where my head will be…Read More
Every year around this time I pay homage to the daffodil, my favorite flower. So once again, here is a pic of ‘a host of golden daffodils.’ These jocund flora offer such promise and hope as they burst forth from still cold ground-(the reason I love them). There is always hope even in the darkest hour. Trying to get through the dreary winter, the daffodil reminds us that spring is coming. And for me, that other wonderful things are just around the corner too-new friends, old friends, things we have no idea will come. Wordsworth said it best: For oft,…Read More
This year the MEET THE AUTHOR LUNCHEON will be held at Surf City Gifts, the little shop next to IGA. Surf City gifts has been around since the 50s, so you know it’s stood the test of time. It’s year three for our MEET THE AUTHOR. The first year there was no luncheon and it pretty much stunk-hardly anyone showed up. The second year was a great success, even with all the confusion. This year it will be perfect, or at least, that’s what we’re aiming for. Authors will move from table to table rather than guests. (what chaos last…Read More
I love this photo of myself and my best friend. He’s been there through thick and thin and has put up with my BS. (of course he doesn’t have a lot of choice, I feed him) over the years. Thank you God for my little dog Joey. Thank you my friends who have truly been friends and thanks to all of you who have purchased my books. Your kind words keep me going and give me incentive to try harder and be better, not only as a writer but as a person. I am truly blessed (and I know it)…Read More
Those Were the Days, great song if you remember it. Geez I was so shy back then–well, sort of. This photo is of myself and Roger Hanson in 1967-he was in the Marines. I was working at Barnacle Bills as a waitress; he as a waiter and cook. We had great mustard and ketchup fights with the squeeze bottles. I was terribly in love with him; I was his little sister-yep, that’s how he treated me-as he should have. Thank you Roger. Wish I knew how to find him and thank him for all the guidance (I was going through…Read More