Rosemary Clement-Moore is a native Texan, who’s eclectic resume includes jobs as a telephone operator, Chuck E. Cheese costumed character, ranch hand, dog groomer, wedding singer, hair model, actress, stage-hand, director, and playwright. She now puts her drama queen skills to use writing smart, funny supernatural mystery novels. She loves dogs, horses, sailing, vintage fashion, history, old movies, Gilbert and Sullivan, Guitar Hero, BBC America, and books. Lots and lots of books. Read excerpts at 
The Splendor Falls by Rosemary Clement-Moore
Sylvie Davis was once a promising ballerina, but a broken leg ended her career. Distraught over her injury, her father’s death, and her mother’s remarriage, she overindulges in champagne at the wedding reception, and sees something … supernatural. Something that simply isn’t possible. Her mother and stepfather, convinced that Sylvie is either an alcoholic or mentally ill, pack her off to Alabama to recuperate at the home of a cousin.
But life at Bluestone Hill is far from peaceful. Sylvie soon realizes she’s walked into a hotbed of simmering tensions.
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